novelsite Chapter 491 Pipa
Chapter 491 Pipa
Chapter 491 Pipa
"Hunting is just for fun. Look at you, but you insist on provoking a black bear. This black bear is inedible and ugly."
Lin Feize was amused by her words, standing next to the black bear's body and showing a rare smile to the bonfire.
However, Lin Chuqian rolled her eyes angrily, handed him her handkerchief, turned around and left, because she found out that this alarmed everyone, including Emperor Zhen Youming.
Zhen Youming came with his concubine Ai, looked down at the scene, and understood everything.Laughing loudly at the moment, Lang claimed: "Lieutenant Lin is worthy of being the son of General Weihu. He was able to hunt and kill black bears alone. His bravery is unmatched. Come and reward me!"
Long Yan was very happy, and immediately admired a lot of messy things.Including the venison that Zhen Youming hunted himself.
After Lin Feize thanked him neither humble nor overbearing, he stood in the meeting tent to wash off the filth on his body.
After a while, everyone sat around the bonfire drinking and having fun.
There are also singing and dancing performances on the stage.
There are quite a lot of outdoor activities in this ancient time.
Wei Ninglan and Lin Pinqi sat together and talked quietly, while Lin Chuqian sat in the corner and watched the performance on stage with her chin resting on her chin.
Lin Feize, who had bandaged his wound and changed his clothes, returned to the banquet, sat sideways beside Lin Chuqian, and deliberately coughed twice before opening his mouth.
Lin Chuqian squinted at him, looked at him quietly and waited for him to speak.
"Don't say I'm stingy, I'll give you the fur of the black bear to make clothes for winter!"
Lin Feize, who hadn't spoken nicely for a long time, suddenly spoke to her in a pleasant manner. Lin Chuqian was really not used to it.
She froze for a moment, feeling amused for a while.
That black bear fur is used to make winter clothes?Just thinking about it makes me think it's funny, it's so dark, I hate making a cloak
"That black bear can't make clothes." Lin Chuqian smiled. "It's okay to make knee pads."
"Isn't it good to make clothes?" Lin Feize frowned, thinking with some doubts.
Lin Chuqian chuckled, grinned and said angrily, "That's not true, at least it looks better than a black bear."
Lin Feize came to his senses, and also imagined the image of black hair covering his body, and couldn't help laughing.
The two laughed for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong there, restrained their smiles, looked at each other, and then suddenly became embarrassed with each other.
I usually hate seeing each other, but now the other party smiles at me, I'm really not used to it.
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The bonfire in the hunting ground was burning vigorously, and there were laughter and laughter on the ground.
After drinking for three rounds, everyone's usual restraint has long since dissipated, the singing and dancing on the stage continued, and no one left the stage.
After the enchanting and charming dancer retreated, suddenly a graceful figure came onto the stage, holding a pipa in her arms, and the firelight from the side fell on her delicate and charming face, and the drunken crowd couldn't help but be attracted by it.
Still holding the pipa half-hidden face.
If you haven't seen the person, you should hear the voice first.There are three or two plucked strings, and the tune is not yet complete.
The lingering and melancholy sound of the pipa was exciting, and everyone present was silent and listened attentively.
Lin Chuqian propped her chin, raised the corners of her mouth with a hint of sarcasm, and looked at the woman on the stage with slightly narrowed eyes.
He Mingqiu?
She never forgot to show off.
However, although He Mingqiu's personality is not very good, he really plays the pipa well, so it's no wonder she couldn't help but want to show off.
Lin Chuqian swept across the crowd present with a meaningful smile, and no one was slightly intoxicated, as if listening to the sound of nature, intoxicated.
Especially that Li Zijing, whose eyes were so hot that he was about to pounce on him and tell the whole world that He Mingqiu was his beloved.
Not to mention Li Zijing, even Ye Zhaojun, an ignorant fool, looked at He Mingqiu with admiration.
Lin Chuqian couldn't help sighing, she didn't know how long it would take for Ye Zhaojun to see He Mingqiu's true face, and she didn't know whether she should tell her.
Lin Chuqian, who was leaning lazily on the table with her chin resting on her hands, was a little depressed. She glanced casually, and then involuntarily fell on the crescent-colored figure.
It seems that not everyone thinks that He Mingqiu's playing the pipa is pleasing to the eye.
He Changsheng was an exception. He sat at the table drinking with indifference, and looked down at the ground. He didn't even look at He Mingqiu, let alone appreciate her playing the pipa.
Lin Chuqian couldn't help chuckling, thinking that it was her ex-son who knew better than the people present.
Just as she was staring at He Changsheng unscrupulously, the latter raised his eyes as if aware of it, and the two looked at each other if they were not careful.
His Danfeng eyes are as calm as water, without any fluctuations, even if her sparkling almond eyes broke into his eyes, he was surprised for a moment, and then staggered away as if nothing had happened.
From beginning to end, it seems like a pile of shit has been hurriedly swept away.
His indifferent expression made Lin Chuqian a little disappointed. He thought he could make some eye contact, but he didn't respond at all.
Even if he told him to stay away from Lin Chuqian as far as possible before he died, he didn't have to be so obvious.He was usually very kind and polite when facing civil and military officials, but why did he see her, it was like seeing a pile of shit.Can't wait to close your eyes and avoid it?
Depressed!
Forget it, Lin Chuqian snorted softly, thinking that this is good, at least she doesn't have to experience the so-called prison play in the original book.
He Mingqiu's piece of pipa amazed everyone.
At the end of the song, everyone applauded and applauded, and Zhen Youming, who was seated above, was full of praise.
"Your servant He Mingqiu, you're showing your ugliness!" He Mingqiu hugged the pipa, bowed softly and bowed weakly, raised his head slightly, his face was charming and charming against the backdrop of the fire.
"He Mingqiu?" Zhen Youming thought about it for a while, and then suddenly realized. "You are the third young lady of He Mansion, the most talented woman in the capital?"
"Your Majesty's reputation is too high. I'm ashamed to be the number one talented woman." He Mingqiu saluted respectfully, very modestly.
Lin Chuqian almost vomited. It's not like she doesn't know the level of Nima He Mingqiu. How can someone like her be called a talented woman?
Zhen Youming looked at the generous woman in front of him and smiled lightly, then turned to He Changsheng and said, "Prime Minister He, it seems that there are many talented people in your residence!"
He Changsheng stood up and cupped his hands, and replied in a gentle and gentle manner: "Your Majesty is absurd."
Zhen Youming was accustomed to his modesty, and after a chuckle, he said: "Today is a beautiful day, and He Mingqiu's pipa has delighted everyone's ears. In this case, why don't you have fun, how about a drinking order?"
The Holy Majesty made a proposal, and naturally no one would dare to refuse.
Zhen Youming drank the sake in his hand, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suggested with a smile: "How about using the moonlight as the topic?"
He Mingqiu was slightly taken aback, although she only prepared a pipa to show off, it is not difficult for her to compose poems on the spot.
Thinking of this, she stepped forward, leaned slightly and said in a loud voice: "There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm jade in Lantian."
When the crowd who were eager to try heard He Mingqiu's poems, they were quite ashamed and silent, and then applauded.
He Mingqiu, who was in the limelight, did not show arrogance in the face of everyone's admiration, but slightly bowed her body to show off her talented ladylike demeanor in a graceful manner.
Then someone read a few unsatisfactory poems, everyone was not happy, they couldn't help but look at He Changsheng, but they didn't want the latter to have a faint smile on his face, the old god was drinking the sake in the cup, and he didn't have the slightest intention to show his hand.
Those who are interested can tell at a glance that Prime Minister He has heard that he has never been close to the people in the He Mansion, so he thinks this time he disdains to have a poem with He Mingqiu.
(End of this chapter)