The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 62 Three Kings Compete for Beauty (2)
No matter how big or small, you are not joking.

In a word, Rong Qiannian successfully made Rong Qiannian put down his chopsticks, and all kinds of gold, silver and jewels flashed in his mind one by one, and finally, a handsome face lingered.

Well, the man should rest assured after marrying home.Rong Qiannian smiled.

Everyone shouted: "The emperor is wise."

In this way, even the ladies of the gentry who are reserved and coquettish on weekdays are beaten one by one.

"Father, I'll come first."

Emperor Hui had always doted on Princess Minghua, and joked with a smile: "You girl, you really don't feel ashamed."

Concubine Ru Yingying stepped forward: "The concubine is not disciplined enough, she let this girl be presumptuous."

"No problem." Emperor Hui waved his hand and said to Xiao Han, "My reward is not so easy to please."

Xiao Han responded with a smile, walked to the desk, raised her plain hand, and raised the wine cup, and saw her stepping on lotus steps, her skirt dancing among the wine gu.

This section is a juggling in the marketplace, but it made Princess Minghua play softly, she closed her hand, a glass of wine fell into her palm, Minghua stepped forward, knelt down, and shouted: "Minghua respectfully invites my emperor to live forever."

"Hahahaha." Huidi Longyan was very happy, took the wine glass, and drank it in one gulp, "You girl, you know how to play tricks."

Ming Hua smiled coquettishly: "It's good for my son to make my father smile."

Princess Minghua provoked everyone to smile with joy.

Now that Princess Minghua took the lead, in the female family's table, the ladies of the aristocratic family began to eagerly try.

Rong Nianhua stepped forward, leaned forward, and threw the handkerchief: "Nianhua, the seventh daughter of the Rong family, perform a dance called Qingmeng."

After finishing speaking, she stood on tiptoe lightly at the table in the high hall, with her skirt lingering around the wine cup, and flicking the wine with her sleeve, as if the three thousand bead curtains were all scattered, the fragrance of the wine diffused, the woman was like a fairy, like an illusion, like a charm, what a beautiful word have to.

Sleeves flicked, the gown fell off, and after dancing, Rong Nianhua moved slightly: "I wish my emperor good luck and prosperity."

Emperor Hui rejoiced: "It's such a dance to clear your dreams, the daughter of Rong Xiang's family is really extraordinary."

Rong Xiang's face was full of joy, especially Wen's.

Just as Rong Nianhua returned to the banquet room, Wen Jingchu stepped forward in small steps.

"Jingchu, the second daughter of the Wen family, uses wine as ink and gu as inkstone, making a picture where a hundred flowers bloom."

How to paint without pen, ink, paper and inkstone?Rong Qiannian couldn't help but take a few more glances.

I saw Wen Jingchu's plain fingertips dipped in wine, lightly tapped the brocade silk on the desk, the wine stains smeared on the gold silk of the desk, just like thousands of trees and pear blossoms, it was really beautiful.

This fellow originally has some ink in his mind besides Xiao Min, and that's right, which one of the daughters of this aristocratic family is not possessed of unique skills, just waiting for Bai Hua's birthday to fly to the branches.

"Good, good, good."

Emperor Hui said three good things in a row, and Wen Zhentian showed joy.

Rong Qiannian shook her head, she was really greedy, the Wen family had already produced a queen and a concubine, yet she was not satisfied, and she was not afraid of eating too much to make her die.

It remains to be seen whether Wen Zhentian is stuffed to death, but Rong Qiannian is a little stuffed, full of wine and food, teasing the dog, looking at the woman, and saying a few words by the way.

"this is not bad."

While pouring tea for her, Xiao Fengge raised his eyes and looked over: "Well, she is a beautiful woman with a delicate appearance."

Not wanting to, Rong Qiannian continued the next sentence like this: "The front is convex and the back is warped."

Singer Xiao Feng shook, and the tea spilled.The marshal's eyes lit up.

"This one is also good."

Xiao Fengge glanced at it: "It's not bad."

Rong Qiannian then added: "It looks meatless, but it feels meaty."

How did this guy deduce that there is something to be touched based on a woman who looks at a meatless woman?
Xiao Fengge brushed his forehead, he could not agree.Lord Marshal shook his head, saying the same as above.

In short, none of the three views is correct!
"Wow, top quality!" Rong Qiannian leaned in front of Xiao Fengge, very excited, "Feng Ge'er, look at the measurements, the fighter plane among the hens, the guzheng guy didn't come, otherwise he would definitely feel ashamed go."

Marshal's dog legs fluttered: Fighter, fighter!
The corners of Xiao Fengge's mouth twitched, he glanced at the 'fighter', then looked at Rong Qiannian up and down carefully, and finally said very sincerely: "Don't feel inferior, I don't despise you."

Rong Qiannian's enthusiasm was immediately extinguished.

Achilles heel!The four-season dry lentil figure is Rong Qiannian's Achilles' heel, once poked, she immediately gets angry, and slapped her: "Get out, my old lady hates you."

Xiao Fengge smiled and dodged, attracting several gazes, Rong Qiannian touched his nose, turned left, and met Xiao Jian's scorching gaze.Turn right, and look at Xiao Yan with a half-smile.In the middle, beauty Xiao Min stared angrily.

Damn, when did my old lady provoke so many rotten peach blossoms.Rong Qiannian took a sip of wine depressedly, closed her eyes and rested her mind.

Over there, the daughters of all the families tried their best to serve ten glasses of wine with a variety of tricks.

"Jinxiu Rong's family, present a water melody tune."

After Rong Jinxiu bowed her body to salute, she raised her bare hands and removed the red hairpin from her bun.

In the hall, the ding-dong of the wine cup was heard slowly, and the tune was melodious.

Rong Qiannian was drowsy.

After a long time, the Empress Dowager's voice suddenly rang out: "Xi Chao, what are you doing?"

In front of Princess Xichao's table, ten cups of wine each occupy a corner, and the table is vertically and horizontally drawn with wine.

Rong Qiannian rubbed her eyes and took a look.

At this time, Xiao Yan said: "The wine stains are the camp, and the wine Gu is the siege."

Waking up with a word, I don't know which minister said: "The turtle in the urn, good formation."

Good guy, ten glasses of wine can reveal such a mystery.

Does this shrew have some skills, Rong Qiannian glanced at King Xia, the meaning was obvious: You are not at a loss.

Xiao Jian's eyes were complicated, even a little obsessive, Rong Qiannian touched his nose and turned his eyes away.

Emperor Hui was very satisfied: "Duke Wen's Mansion really produced heroes."

"The old minister is indebted to the Holy Grace."

After a moment of silence, suddenly, an elegant and indifferent voice came from the hall.

"Cooking wine." The woman's voice paused, then slowly continued, "On the world."

Cooking wine talks about the world!
As expected of Rong Ronghua, just one word shocked everyone.

Everyone looked over and saw a woman sitting upright in the corner next to the palace door, her white clothes dragging on the ground, her black hair scattered, covering half of her face.

She held a glass of wine in her hand: "The world has been divided and ruled for a long time, and after a long time it must be united. The wind is clear and the north is good, and the wolves are rampant. It is the way of heaven to compete in Kyushu."

A little fire was burning, and the sterling silver cup was burning red. The woman took her hand and scattered the flowers on the plate: "There are four counties in the west of Hexi, and there are still wolves fighting. If they don't go to the west, they will have a lot of worries. The Northern Territory The king of Han has no sons, and the power of the king of Jiang is like a thorn in his back, his lips are dead and his teeth are cold, and he must get rid of it."

"However, those who use soldiers can gather the right time, place and people."

(End of this chapter)