He doesn’t know the dialect of wolf soldiers, but he can say a word. Those wolf soldiers seem to be clamoring, but CenMeng, the leader, is still under pressure. By the end of the speech, when the wolf soldiers are ordered to disband, these people are slower than when they are in time.
Yang Chengzu’s attitude towards CenMeng seems to have been greatly improved, as if he were his confidant. He praised him from time to time. When the wolves and soldiers dispersed, he said to CenMeng, "I heard that your toast is hospitable. I don’t know if it’s true or not. How are you going to entertain me and my more than 100 friends when you come to your camp today?"
According to Shen Xiyi’s idea, you can’t stay long. Even when he comes to the wolf barracks to explain, he will leave after getting down to business. However, Yang Chengzu is determined to stay in Cenmeng’s face and can’t refuse.
The quality of the humble banquet in these wolf soldiers’ camps will not be much higher. Yang Chengzu’s eyes will not be able to eat and drink. Let the wolf soldiers see that they have to bow and wait on the edge of the camp. A row of separate tents are divided. Dozens of young women are barefoot, with white lotus root arms and pink legs. They have a shield with one hand and a long knife face with an evil spirit. There is a two-year-old woman who refuses to wear a mask but is clutching a long knife and bulging her cheeks. "This CenMeng is really an asshole who actually let that imperial envoy come to see me. Bah! I don’t want to be taken advantage of by an imperial envoy for nothing. I’ll cut him with a knife when I meet you later. See how he can rob a commoner! "
Chapter one hundred and forty-three Lotus Dance ()
Shen Xiyi tried to stop Cen Meng when his aunt asked Yang Chengzu to perform the sword card dance, but Yang Chengzu laughed. "It’s rare for Cen Tusi to be so enthusiastic that it’s hard to refuse. I just want to see what Guangxi Jiali has to offer."
With three heavy high-fives, then a dozen shirtless men knocked on huge cowhide drums and played heavy and loud drums. Twenty young women were dressed in blue right-handers and blue pleated dresses, and they filed in from outside the tent and danced in a circle.
Although they can’t see the facial features with masks on their faces, their figure is graceful and not as conservative as that of the Central Plains women. They don’t mind showing their pink arms and legs. The snow-white skin alone attracts men’s eyes, and they all dance barefoot and don’t mind showing their feet. This is even more enjoyable for big men. Although they are holding long cards and single blades, no one thinks they will be in any danger. Several leaders also point out what the girls are whispering with smiles.
Those female dances belong to the nature of war dance, which is both like dancing and like a knife-card array drill, killing Cen Meng. Looking at the dancer in the middle, the only unmasked woman stares at her, and her skin and full breasts are also exposed. There is a hint of greedy fists in her eyes, which seems to be expected and urged.
These women danced for a while, and in a change of array, a beautiful female voice sounded, which seemed to be singing some folk songs. These female soldiers or squats piled up long cards in their hands into a fortress, and then stretched like flowers, and a young girl dressed as a peacock slowly got up in the crowd, shaking her body and making a crisp collision with her accessories.
The girl is about 16 or 17 years old, slim, and her face is not scary. She has five facial features, white teeth and picturesque eyes. Her skin is white and tender, and her head is blown to pieces. She has a pair of silver earrings on her ears, and a few small ornaments are hanging on her face, which makes a sound when she moves.
A shiny silver collar, a long knife and a shield were thrown to the ground by her. She held her jaw in both hands and made a flower with round eyes. She smiled sweetly at Yang Chengzu in black and white and then began to sing.
Yang Chengzu, who sings in a native dialect, can’t quite understand it, but this female voice is as sweet as a lark, so he can’t help clapping his hands again and again and secretly thinking that few people in his troupe have such a good voice.
The girl seems to be white, too. He doesn’t understand nifty, sticks out his tongue and sings in Chinese, but it’s not a folk song minor, but a question and answer, asking whether his name and origin are hard or not, and deceiving people whenever he comes.
If such a question is asked by a chieftain, it is suspected of intentional provocation. However, it is fun to ask questions from such a beautiful girl with folk songs.
"Her name is Cenlian, but the youngest daughter of Cenzhang, the year of submission, is Cenmeng’s aunt. This time, the imperial court flew to transfer soldiers to submission, and the state also sent a man to Malaysia. In the name of her, she led her. She was too young to be sensible. Qin was different from her. I told her to go back."
Cenlian saw that Yang Chengzu’s mouth seemed a little disappointed. Once again, he sang a song to ask questions, but this time the tune was lower than last time, and it was not as good as just listening to Yang Chengzu’s tune. However, according to Cenlian’s tune, he could still sing back, raise his wine bowl and get up. It turned out that the two people sang in duet.
He has a profound foundation in Peking Opera, and even if he doesn’t know the rhythm of folk songs, it’s not bad to sing. Those girls in the house put knives and cards around Cenlian when they heard the imperial duet. Cenmeng was stunned. It seems that his design is very different. He coughed several times and the drums changed several times, but no one paid attention to him. Cenlian shouted something to the drummers with her hands akimbo, and even the drums stopped.
She turned away again, and her face was full of laughter. Then Yang Chengzu’s duet seemed to be very satisfied with this form. After several duets, Cenlian went to Yang Chengzu with a smile and took out a small white handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Yang Chengzu.
CenMeng when she appeared to sing, her face was not very good. At this moment, she finally couldn’t help but strike the table. "Xiaolian, don’t mess around. It’s not that our young people don’t understand our rules. Don’t mess around and go back to your tent quickly."
Which know CenLianGen not afraid of his hands thrust into his waist like a proud rooster stare back "my gift is for guests, not for you, what strength do you have to yell at me? You are the head of Tianzhou. Do you still care? I’m afraid of you when we’re in charge of Guangxi’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and I can’t even control the Si ‘en House. You are my brother-in-law and not my dad. I’m not afraid of you. "
She is cute, and her voice is sweet. Even if she quarrels, she is very cute. Yang Chengzu, the guards, mostly find it interesting to look at her. They look at each other as Qinbing, offering swords and holding bows, and seem to smell something dangerous.
"Miss CenTongZhi CenLian gave me a gift I can’t accept it? Or is this handkerchief too expensive for you to bear? " Yang Chengzu took the handkerchief and saw that it was an ordinary silk handkerchief with a water lily embroidered on the red silk thread.
Whether it’s texture or embroidery, it’s mediocre to take anything in Yang Ji, which is probably worth several times more than it. Although Cenlian sent a handkerchief with great momentum, he was still a little timid to see Yang Chengzu’s eyes. I don’t know if the girl was shy or worried that he wouldn’t accept it.
It was only when Yang Chengzu solemnly put away the handkerchief that she breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes narrowed like two crescent moons. "Dear angel, don’t you lift this handkerchief too badly or the embroidery is not good?"
Shen Xiyi smiled. "Miss Lian, don’t get me wrong. An imperial envoy is from the capital. We don’t quite understand the rules here. What do you mean by this handkerchief? He’s not white, but an imperial envoy won’t abandon the gift. It’s not good to send goose feathers a thousand miles away. Even if it’s a stitch and a thread, if it’s a big loyalty to the toast, we will accept it. We will never abandon the Cenmeng brothers. Isn’t that the truth?"
After hearing what he said, Cenmeng’s face eased and laughed. "Yes, Shen brothers can really talk. Lianmei sent them because they were loyal to the court. I am as loyal as Cenmeng, but I can’t come up with such a good handkerchief without Lianmei’s craftsmanship. But I have this life and my knife will definitely kill more thieves. Come to the court to work for Lianmei. Don’t mess with angels and sit here with my brother-in-law."
Chapter one hundred and forty-four Sheep into the jaws (1)
Yang Chengzu pulls CenLian with a smile. "Lotus girl, we pay attention to reciprocity. If we receive your things, we have to return your gifts, but I don’t know what to return you. Why don’t you come and see what you like, and I’ll give it to you? Your loyal court in Huishun State received this handkerchief early in the morning, mainly because it was your intention. I don’t know if I guessed it right? "
Cenlian nodded shyly, and her white face hung a blush. She grabbed her clothes and teased for a long time before she was timid. "I … I was a big bad guy, but I didn’t recognize you as the great talent who wrote many good stories until we met. Fortunately, I have a female soldier who knows you, or I will cut you with a knife just now. If you are not angry with me, can you send me a new letter and sign a name?"
"oh? I’m the bad guy? You were almost cut by Miss Lian? That’s interesting, but I have to say, I have to be cut by a beautiful girl like you. It’s nothing, but this gift is too light compared with such a precious handkerchief. Miss Lian, if you don’t mind, please sit with me and let’s talk about your conversation. What do you think? I have never been to Guangxi, and there must be many touching stories there. If you can tell me, I can just write them in the story. "
Cen Meng frowned. "Lian Mei, an imperial envoy, is my aunt. She is young and has never learned the rules. She is not sensible. If she collides with an imperial envoy, it will be bad. Besides, she is a big girl. It seems against the rules to sit with men."
"Cen Tongzhi you just said this. She is your aunt but not your wife. It’s not your business, is it? Besides, I know that different women in your building can not only kill each other, but also inherit the position of the leader. She led a team herself. If she can’t sit with men, can’t she get cold feet? Or is it that Cen Tongzhi is not at ease with me and is afraid that I will bully such a lovely girl? "
When I heard an imperial envoy praise me for being cute, Cenlian’s face became even redder. Actually, she took the initiative to sit beside Yang Chengzu. "Angel, I know many stories, but Dad always said that I was childish and said that no one wanted to listen to my stories. Do you really want to listen?"
"Of course, I’m worried that Miss Lian won’t tell me."
Seeing him looking at himself with such a smile, CenLianFang’s heart was pounding, and he felt that everything was like a dream. He could have written so many words. He must be an old man, just like those old men in Guangxi Buzheng yamen or Suiyuan State School. I didn’t expect to be so young and so handsome. Does he seem to be a few years older than himself?
Her mind was in a mess, and she didn’t know where her thoughts had flown. Cenmeng’s face became more and more ugly. The women had finished a dance, and Cenlian ordered a few words. Those women were reddish, but it was not long before Cenlian led them out of the camp, but when they came in again, they had changed their clothes.
Everyone, including Cenlian, was armed and dressed in a bright jacket, except for her bare arms and legs. Even her chest was white. Cenlian wore several red gold bracelets on each lotus root arm, and her ankles shone brightly. Her ankles wore red gold anklets, and the bell rang when she moved, but her feet still didn’t wear shoes to show her white and slender feet.
Cenlian saw that his eyes seemed to fall on his own feet, and he remembered his father’s saying that Han people have a lot of special attention to women’s feet, and their faces are red like ripe apples. "The angel said that our strong daughter can not only embroider but also kill the enemy. My hand and I just performed a knife dance, and this time we have to change a dance to show an imperial envoy."
After she finished speaking, she made a speech, which made these girls smile. A new dance was performed in the tent. This dance was not murderous, but it showed the beauty of performing the flexible lines of her body and was suspected of showing herself to her lover.
You Cenlian’s bells jingle when she walks up, which attracts men’s attention to her calves and feet. See Yang Chengzu stop drinking and look straight at Cenlian’s pink legs and beautiful feet. Feng Jian snorted, "What’s the big deal? I can also do this shit."
Leng Feishuang recently smiled and made a gesture of silence. "You men have your own ideas. Don’t make trouble or you’ll be careful."
She looked again at Cenlian’s being a woman’s heart, which gave birth to a kind of pity. Poor little girl, you moved in the wrong way and loved the wrong person. It became a chess game, but it was nothing compared with the naturalization of the toast. She wanted to contribute to it rather than destroy it.
After this dance, these women retired and came back, leaving Cenlian alone. She came to Yang Chengzu with those five-color embroidered shoes on her feet and asked timidly, "Angel, I’m a wild girl in the mountains. I don’t understand your Han Chinese rules to make you happy. Was it rude just now?"
"On the contrary, the last two dances were the most beautiful performances I’ve ever seen in Guangdong. The beauty is more beautiful. Who dares to say no? I’ll help you beat him. Miss Lian, you must be tired after dancing all the way and jumping this part. Sit down and let’s drink and talk."
Cenmeng then poured a bowl of wine into his belly. "An imperial lotus sister dance is not easy to take out, even though my brother-in-law hasn’t seen it a few times, but those are women’s dances. It’s better for us men to talk about men’s affairs. We natives have always admired warriors before tinkering, and the imperial soldiers are down a peg or two. We have seen it, but that’s a whole 3,000-man training, and we mountain people have never seen such a big world. We also study in the mountains. Pei is also a lone hero. Today, I take the liberty to learn a few tricks from
"Unfair Angel Brother, don’t compete with him. Many Han people are skilled in martial arts and fight alone. No one is their opponent. We are here to help the imperial court fight. What’s the point of those Jianghu kungfu?"
Cenlian drank a few mouthfuls of rice wine in a row, and some of them were drunk. At that time, it turned out that Yang Chengzu was an angel brother. At this time, he felt a little slip of the tongue and bowed his head shyly, but he did not prevent his hand from being tight. It turned out that the desktop was gently held by Yang Chengzu’s hand.
Mesa Yang Chengzu has laughed. "Miss Lian’s brother is nice to listen to, and I like to listen to you very much. I’ve decided that whoever dares to bully you will find my brother in the future. You can talk with him and know that it’s all right. Everyone’s martial arts friends don’t hurt the gas, just compare it."
Cenlian Chang, a girl with a simple mind in a remote place like Guangxi, and Yang Chengzu, a teacher in two Beijing workshops, won the top prize in powder rolling. He wanted to take this girl and didn’t waste too much effort, so he grabbed her hand and paddled it gently, which made Cenlian feel as if he had been punched and stopped suddenly. This tone cut his chest for a long time before he caught his breath.
Even after drinking a few mouthfuls of rice wine, the confused thoughts were suppressed and hurriedly said, "Brother … can’t compete with Cenmeng. Everyone is a big bad guy. That is to say, Abba’s hand-to-hand contest killed several of our best warriors, and Molly’s sister’s fiance was killed by them."
"oh? Actually, it’s like this. It’s not always better to know whether you win or lose than later, but Cen Tongzhi knows let’s tell you the truth. If there is damage, don’t get angry. "
CenMeng nodded. "This is just what I want. We people here are rude, and even our own people are sometimes difficult to be disabled. If you hurt the angel master, it is always bad to engage in their military affairs."
Shen Xiyi’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled as if he wanted to say something, but Yang Chengzu had already taken the lead. "Cold guard, you should go and accompany the Cen Tusi for a few moves. My good sister just said that the Cen Tusi killed a hero in the Lianmei clan. You should be more careful and know what to do, right?"
Chapter one hundred and forty-five Sheep into the jaws (2)
The shadow of the stick is heavy and the camp is full of gangfeng, which makes the stick man tall and thin. The long stick tactics in his hand are different from those in the Central Plains, but the stick is like a snake. The letter-spitting tactics are more sinister than the opposite Yu Dayou’s brawn when he was carrying the silver box yesterday. This person also knows that fighting strength is definitely not an opponent’s attempt to win by subtle tricks.
Yang Chengzu’s side is Cenlian whispering, listening to Cenlian telling stories about ancient times when the grandmothers in the clan coax the children to sleep, as if listening to them. Cenlian’s hand on the desktop was finally held by Yang Chengzu and she tried to smoke it several times, but she couldn’t smoke it. Later, she didn’t want to smoke it back and was held by a man.
It’s as if I had a rabbit jumping around in my heart and the wine poured down my throat like water.
They are not as serious as Han people. Men and women can also practice martial arts and even take charge of the tribe as leaders
However, Cenzhang had already requested the imperial court to transfer the Chief Secretary of Guangxi to Anfu instead of Zhenan many years ago, that is, from the local official to the official controlled by the imperial court. The degree of localization of the official was higher than that of the general toast, and it was established in Huazhou. The official school of the Great Dynasty taught the Five Classics, the Four Saints, the Sages and the Morality of the People.
Cenlian, the daughter of the year of the year, is not like the daughter of the official in the belly area. She can’t leave the door without practicing martial arts, knives, hunting and training, but she doesn’t fall behind people. However, if she is in contact with men, there is no head in the world class. Those young guys who are too close to her will eat whips, and they dare not have his fantasies.
Those words from the hands of Han Chinese merchants, she knocked on the door of the new world, and she could see that the ladies and gentlemen fell in love with each other at first sight, and some of them made the girl’s family blush. It was because of these words that she remembered Yang Chengzu’s name and wanted to find a husband.
Her concept of mate selection is quite in line with Cenzhang’s needs, so she has not been opposed by her father. However, Guihuazhou is still a remote place after all. The real thing is to think about leaving no one to think about it. She has never met a man who can make her tempted.
Cen Meng people told her that angels wanted to see Lotus dancing, and most of them were up to no good. She was really angry to hide. How could Xiao Bailing go to accompany an old man? The local official was fierce. When she entered the tent with a knife, she really thought about chopping people, but when she saw Yang Chengzu’s appearance, she suddenly lost the idea.
The Han Chinese epigenetic is really handsome. This is the man she wants to find, followed by the female soldier Molly around her. She quietly told her this man that when she entered Guangzhou, she was told that she was the talented writer, which made her feel more relaxed when she saw idols.
If Yang Chengzu is really an old-fashioned Cenlian girl, her heart may be broken all over the floor, but he is a handsome man in his early twenties and an imperial envoy. Even the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi will give him a hand to kill the enemy in Zhejiang, and 100,000 is a great hero of the great dynasty. These auras are superimposed to capture a little girl who has never seen the world.
Of course, it is too early to say that she is going to give her words. At most, she thinks that this imperial brother is very good and worthy of her life. If possible, she is willing to marry him, but it will have to be decided by Dad in the end.
But because of this kind of affection, when Yang Chengzu quietly came to catch her hand, she couldn’t resist this lotus girl. If her temper has been so supple, she can’t really be sent by Dad to lead troops.