Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 276
After finishing their meal with their own concerns, Fu Xuanrong enthusiastically took Chu Mohua downstairs to watch the singing and dancing.

Today's performance is the latest Loulan dance, and all the rich and powerful men sitting around are shouting like wolves, as if they wish to drag these women over to face justice on the spot.

Fu Xuanrong was very satisfied with watching, "How about it, I'll just say it looks good, right?"

"It's okay." This choreography is indeed special, and it has more charm than those in the palace.

"That's it." I didn't even look at who choreographed the dance.

Fu Xuanrong shook her fan, her hair on her shoulders was blown up by the wind, and her cheeks reflected the ambiguous candlelight, making her look even more beautiful.

"I really didn't expect to meet Mr. Rong here, what a coincidence."

Fu Xuanrong was watching intently, when suddenly there was a laugh from the crowd.

She glanced sideways, and said kindly: "Hey, who should I be? It turned out to be Yang Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites. Didn't you just pass in a note yesterday, saying that you are not feeling well and are recuperating at home? How did you come to Xiangju Building? gone?"

Yang Shangshu's face changed, "I'm recovering from this illness, it's rare to take a rest, just go out to have a small gathering with friends, but you, although holding an official position, are women after all, and my daughter's family is surrounded by men to enjoy the sex dance. Isn't it what everyone's ladies do?"

"Master Shangshu's words are wrong. This dance was introduced from the Western Regions. It is so graceful that even women are practicing it. Now you actually call it a sex dance? It seems that I should go to the harem for a tour and take your lord Repeat the words carefully."

"You, don't you want to turn black and white!" Yang Shangshu is in the Ministry of Rites and is also the prince's capable subordinate. He usually wears small shoes for Li Junhao in the court. Fu Xuanrong thought he was not pleasing to the eye. Where can I let it go easily.

"Since Master Shangshu said this is a sex dance, why are you sitting here?" After a pause, she put on a sad look, "You have studied poetry and books for decades, and once you entered the court hall and entered the Ministry of Rites, Logically speaking, every word and deed should represent the face of the imperial court, but you look at your own behavior, it really makes me, a younger generation, really chill."

These words are too serious, Yang Shangshu can't sit still, he stood up with red face, "I, I just came to have a drink and have a little gathering, why did I lose the face of the court, don't you want to slander me indiscriminately?" !"

"This small gathering also deserves a place. For a man full of knowledge like Lord Shangshu, he should take a bath and incense before going out, and then choose a small yard full of ink fragrance to recite poems and paint with friends. I am different. I haven't read it since I was a child." After a few days, I will be very vulgar, not to mention being stuck in a crowd of men, even if I go up for a dance, no one will say anything. After all, no one with a brain will care about a rough person like me, will he? "

Chu Mohua shook his head with a smile when he heard the words referring to Sang and scolding Huai.

This Fu Xuanrong is really eloquent, she not only ridiculed Yang Shangshu, but also made fun of him for being stupid, but these words belittled herself, and no one could find out where she was wrong.

"You, you!" Yang Shangshu has entered middle age, and his health is not very good. At this moment, his eyes are protruding from anger, as if he will vomit blood and die in the next second.

"Ouch!" Fu Xuanrong put away her fan, and stepped forward to give her a hand, pretending to be worried, "I said, Mr. Shangshu, why is your complexion so bad all of a sudden? The Ministry of Rites has to rely on you, so you have to take care of yourself. Don’t hurry up and send your lord back to the mansion!”

"Yes!"

The few people who followed Yang Shangshu quickly helped him out. Fu Xuanrong raised her eyebrows and smiled, and turned back to Chu Mohua, "Are you satisfied with this scene?"

"Master Rong is very talented, what I lack in Western Shu is a capable minister like you."

Chu Mohua's words were three-point serious and seven-point tentative. Fu Xuanrong is not a fool, how could he fail to understand the deep meaning in his words, but at this time, pretending to be confused is the best choice, "Brother Chu praised me, but it's just lip service It’s all about kung fu, it’s okay to tease these sour Confucian officials, but if something really happens, you can’t scold the enemy army away before the battle.”

"Lord Rong, there is no need to be humble. I have eaten the meal and watched the dance. What should I do next?"

"Well, I really didn't think about it for a while. In fact, since I left the pavilion, I seldom run around. After all, Beiao is no better than Xishu, and there are so many rules."

Hearing the word "out of the pavilion", Chu Mohua's eyes dimmed obviously, "Your character really shouldn't be confined in a small courtyard."

"I didn't choose the road by myself. Now that everything is a foregone conclusion, it is useless to say these things."

"As long as you want, I can take you out of here. The West Shu is vast, and you will definitely like it."

Fu Xuanrong laughed a few times boldly, "Brother Chu, are you poaching the corner of our Emperor Bei Ao? I grew up in this hometown since I was a child, and I would not get used to it even if I went to Xishu. Besides, Now that you are the emperor, where do you have the spare time to protect me everywhere?"

"I can do it."

"Forget it. I can cause trouble the most. Have you seen that Yang Shangshu just now? He will definitely try his best to trouble me after he returns. So, for the sake of your court's stability, you should find another capable minister."

The words have reached this point, and both of them are smart people, and neither of them continued this topic.

"Okay, I'm a little tired, I have to go back for a while, brother Chu, when are you going to discuss the alliance with the emperor?"

"Tomorrow." Since Fu Xuanrong didn't want to go back to Xishu with him, there was no point in staying here.

"Alright, before you leave, you have to tell me, I will definitely prepare wine and drinks for you."

Chu Mohua looked at her complicatedly, "Yes."

Fu Xuanrong cupped her hands and walked out of the Xiangju Building first. The cold wind hit her face, and her tense body relaxed.

She is a very narcissistic person, but this does not mean that she has no self-knowledge. Chu Mohua is very interested in her, but only limited to the level of interest, far from the level of liking, and today's proposal to take her back to Xishu is just a joke. It's just a trial.

It seems that I have really lost my mind during this period of time, and actually ignored the truth that showing your sharpness must be dangerous. As a woman, being too smart often will not end well, and the most correct choice is to hide your strength and bide your time.

She didn't rush back to the inn, but directly went back to Prince Li's mansion.

It was just evening at this moment, and Li Junhao was processing paperwork in the study, when he saw Fu Xuanrong push the door in, he looked suspicious, "Why are you back at this time?"

Fu Xuanrong sighed, her voice was a little tired, "I miss you."

Li Junhao sensed her strangeness, got up and hugged her into his arms, "What did Chu Mohua tell you?"

"No, I just realized something myself."

"Ok?"

"When the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow. It is better for me to stay in the mansion as a military adviser. I should avoid these trivial matters in the future."

(End of this chapter)