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A few days later, Hua Qianlang set up a banquet in the palace to entertain the envoys from all over the world who came to pay tribute and the important ministers of the dynasty.

Amidst the sound of drums and music, everyone entered the hall in order. The royal etiquette was complicated and lengthy, and finally everyone was seated. In the hall, there were eunuchs who read out the congratulatory message written by the literati son for the current emperor. It is nothing more than those few words of benevolence and justice, diligence and love for the people, the content is obscure and difficult to understand but it is extremely long, let alone Hua Qianlang who is sitting on the dragon chair in the Golden Palace, listening to it is also drowsy.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing this, Lin Haoyang stretched out his hand and pinched him quietly: "Be more energetic!"

Hua Qianlang was jolted up and woke up. Seeing that the eunuch still had a stack of congratulatory papers in his hand, she became angry, turned her head to look at Lin Haoyang and said, "Who doesn't have long eyes to arrange these things?"

Lin Haoyang laughed, took the grapes on the table and threw it into his mouth, his tone was a little joking: "The ancestors of your Hua family set the rules."

Hua Qianlang was at a loss for words, seeing Lin Haoyang's gloating face, she felt a little puzzled: "Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Lin Haoyang continued to eat fruit: "Are you tired?"

Hua Qianlang was even more puzzled: "You were tortured by me last night and didn't sleep for a whole night, how could you not be tired?"

"Ahem..." A grape was swallowed whole, and Lin Haoyang glared at Hua Qianlang in dissatisfaction, but saw the smile he was holding back, so he gritted his teeth and angrily ignored him.

Knowing that this person has such a temperament, Hua Qianlang was not in a hurry, looked down, but felt that something was wrong, looked again, was amused, and pushed Lin Haoyang: "Hey, look quickly."

"Why?" Lin Haoyang was still angry, he just thought this person was looking for his own pleasure, so he turned his head and gave him a hard look.

Hua Qianlang pointed his eyes at him: "Why is this little idiot here?"

Lin Haoyang looked down, and sure enough, he saw Leng Xizhao sitting at the lower table, resting his cheeks in a daze, apparently extremely bored.

"Probably because of curiosity." Lin Haoyang raised his eyebrows: "It's good to be here, there are so many daughters, just try to see which one can catch his eye."

"Yang, do you care about him..." Hua Qianlang took the opportunity to tease him, with a sour tone.

Lin Haoyang rolled his eyes at him: "He is Master's most precious son, he is closer than my own brother! Besides, you don't care about him, why do you send people to collect those weird medical books and herbs every day to make him happy."

"Uh..." Hua Qianlang was deflated: "Of course, the little idiot is also my younger brother!"

Leng Xizhao didn't know that the two people above the Golden Palace were arguing for him. He came here today purely to see Xi Tenglin. Who knew that his position was in front of him. If he wanted to see him, he could only lean forward and turn his head. It was a bit embarrassing, so I felt a little angry in my heart, and seeing the eunuch pick up a stack of thick papers and then pick up a stack of thin papers after reading, Leng Xizhao was so bored that she wanted to pass out. In an unobtrusive corner, if you can't sit still and move secretly, Hua Qianlang will be miserable. The crown on his head alone weighs several kilograms, and he has an active temperament, so it's hard for him to He persisted on it for several hours without moving and with a serious face. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but give him a sympathetic look.

"Hey, Xizhao is looking at me!" Hua Qianlang pushed Lin Haoyang: "Is there something wrong?"

"Who's girl probably fell in love with?" Lin Haoyang became interested: "I'll ask him when the banquet is over!"

Finally, all the complicated procedures were gone through, the dancers began to dance with silk and bamboo, and the maids also came up to take away the melon and fruit snacks on the table and replaced them with exquisite food boxes. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief , secretly thinking that this is not going to a banquet, it is clearly suffering.

As usual, Hua Qianlang filled a small bowl of soup and handed it to Lin Haoyang, and said in a low voice, "Drink the soup first, and specially asked Xizhao to add herbs in it to nourish the stomach. Remember to drink less wine later."

Lin Haoyang smiled, took the soup bowl and lowered his head to drink it obediently.

For the intimacy with the two, the ministers below have long been familiar with it. A year ago, Hua Qianlang married Lin Haoyang regardless of everyone's opposition. At the beginning, everyone was naturally dissatisfied and gossiped for a long time, but as time went by Now, I found that the country seems to be getting stronger and stronger, the weather is smooth and the soldiers are strong and strong, and Hua Qianlang is indeed a wise king, Lin Haoyang is the famous Qianlang God of War, and he is also respectful and modest, and those stubborn old men gradually accepted it. There are many legends in the folks-the two are a natural pair, and being together is the blessing of the common people.

After drinking for three rounds, some envoys below couldn't hold back, stood up and said: "Long live, the emperor must be tired of watching the dances of Han women. The first-class beauties in our country are all very talented, how about letting them perform for the emperor, if the emperor likes it, and leave it to the emperor to serve him, how about it?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight uproar. Lin Haoyang also frowned slightly. He had led troops to fight against Lingnan before. The person who spoke was Wen Yue, a counselor with a lot of eyes. The two had already had some conflicts. Hearing his words at this moment, no matter how open-minded he is, he will inevitably feel a little unhappy.

Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Hua Qianlang stretched out his hand to hold him, and gently squeezed him, as if comforting, but looked down: "Since Mr. Wen is prepared, then do it yourself!"

Wen Yue got permission, smiled slightly, stood up and said loudly: "My Lingnan Kingdom would like to present a dance for you, wishing us peace in the dynasty forever. As for the music, how about using the national music "Changping Yunji" of Qianlang Kingdom?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was even more astonished. Shouldn't the singer dance with some Jiangnan ditties that are as soft as water?How to choose the lofty and majestic "Changping Yunji", as the saying goes, not afraid of the bloody wind and blood rain, a heroic song with a thousand miles of sunshine, Qianlang Guole's magnificent momentum and awe-inspiring artistic conception, breaking the sky and breaking the earth like an iron ride on a glacier, let Jiao Didi The beauties danced with "Changping Yunji"?It's probably the first time since the beginning of the world.

Those few musicians also looked at each other in blank dismay. The traditional Chinese music is only played every year when offering sacrifices. The technique is extremely complicated, and there are dedicated luthiers in charge of it. Ordinary people can't play it at all.

"Could it be that a few of you can't play?" Wen Yue pretended to be surprised, and turned his head to salute Hua Qianlang: "If that's the case, then use my musicians from Lingnan to play Qianlang's Chinese music!"

Hua Qianlang's eyebrows frowned, Ling Nanguo has been a bit too noisy these past few years, but this time the arrogance was too arrogant, this time it was clearly prepared, he had an idea in his mind, and looked up at Leng Xizhao After a glance, he saw that he was also looking at her. After the two eyes met, Leng Xizhao nodded slightly and gave him a wink.

Hua Qianlang was convinced, and said with a smile: "Master Wen was joking, how can I let others play my Qianlang national music, it happens that my foster brother has a little proficiency in the rhythm, why don't we let him play it."

It was inconvenient for Wen Yue to say anything more, so Leng Xizhao got up and took orders, sat in front of a guzheng and tuned it casually, waiting for the singers to enter the stage.

The women in Lingnan Kingdom are always charming and hot, and the few who came in from outside the door are the best ones selected from thousands of people. Leaving aside the appearance, the uneven figure alone is enough to attract everyone's attention. Coupled with the bold dress of the foreign women, it is even more bloody.

Leng Xizhao has always regarded Lin Haoyang as his own brother, so at this time these all-powerful singers are just vixen in his eyes, and they are the most annoying vixen, plus the hint from Hua Qianlang just now , I got more confidence in my heart, so I restrained my mind and started playing the piano.With just a swipe of the slender and white fingers, the gurgling music suddenly poured down from the thousand-year-old guqin in front of me. It was as if thousands of horses were galloping. The military song resounded across the sky, the might of soldiers rushed across the desert, and the murderous aura soared to the sky. The desolate and ancient wind rolled up the flying yellow sand and grass leaves, blending the sky and the earth into the most magnificent colors.

Hearing the sound of the music, those singers danced along with the sound of the piano, obviously they had put in a lot of practice, but they felt that there was some beauty of power hidden in their seemingly weak movements, accompanied by the majestic The music can be regarded as a perfect complement to each other, and the ministers below couldn't help but praise. Wen Yue was very satisfied with the surprised eyes of everyone, and his face was stained with some provocative taste intentionally or unintentionally. Divas are also better than you Qianlang.

Hua Qianlang's face was a little ugly, but Leng Xizhao was not in a hurry. Seeing those singers dancing brilliantly, the corners of their mouths raised, their faces remained calm, but secretly slowed down the tempo of the music. I can't hear it, but for the dancers who are used to the original beat, they are flustered. Just about to adjust the speed of the dance, they didn't expect that the notes under Leng Xizhao's hands were a few beats faster. The scene in my eyes is: Leng Xizhao bowed her head and played the piano calmly, the sound of the piano was not in the slightest; on the other side, the Lingnan singer was in a mess, her dance could not keep up with the beat of "Changping Yunji", and she stared while dancing. Looking at Leng Xizhao, they couldn't help muttering to themselves, these people are too embarrassing for their masters, how can they come out to perform at this level, it's really disrespectful to stare at other luthiers when they can't dance well.

Hua Qianlang was forced to sit on the dragon chair, looking at Leng Xizhao with calm eyes and laughing secretly, how could this little idiot be so serious?

At the end of the song, Leng Xizhao stood up shaking her head and walked back, muttering: "This level really pollutes my Chinese music!" Although the voice was not loud, the people around could hear it clearly. They couldn't help but sneered, others were also curious when they saw it, and they also laughed when they inquired about it again. Those singers stood in the middle of the venue in an extremely awkward way, Wen Yue gave them a hard look, and was about to make a few rounds for himself. After saying that, Hua Qianlang had already said: "Master Wen, these singers should be left to your Lingnan King, I appreciate your kindness!"

Wen Yue was blocked back without saying a word, and sat back in his seat with a look of resentment.

Xi Tenglin also looked at the little white figure in front of him and shook his head and chuckled ----- I can't tell that this little genius doctor still has a bit of a mind, and it's so natural to trip people up. If he wasn't proficient in rhythm, he would be afraid I will also be fooled by him.

After finally waiting for the banquet to end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After sitting for a long time, everyone felt exhausted and wished they could go home and rest quickly. Hua Qianlang's back hurt even more from sitting. He quickly stood up and stretched his muscles, but accidentally caught a glimpse of Leng Xizhao and Xi Tenglin walking side by side, and seeing the two talking and laughing seemed quite happy...

"Third Prince, what do you want me to do?" Leng Xizhao blinked, raised her head and asked Xi Tenglin.

"Your name is Leng Xizhao, how about I call you Xizhao?" Xi Tenglin asked.

Leng Xizhao nodded: "Of course, that's what the emperor and others call me."

"Then don't call me the third prince." Xi Tenglin raised his eyebrows: "It sounds strange."

The little idiot laughed in his heart after hearing this sentence, he didn't want to be unfamiliar with himself, that is, he wanted to get acquainted, so he raised his head and smiled silly: "Linlin~"

"..." The corners of Xi Tenglin's mouth twitched, and he nodded in confusion, "Uh..."