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Chapter Seventy-Nine

Puppet show, also known as puppet show, uses puppets to perform songs, dances, and dramas. Actors operate behind the scenes, singing in white and accompanied by music. There are also actors who perform in person, wearing makeup, masks or false heads to dance, also known as puppet show.

At this time, a puppet show was being staged in the golden tent of the Yan Kingdom's palace. The puppets were dressed up by dozens of dwarfs, both men and women. They all wore masks, but their bodies were only covered with a little cloth, leaving most of their bodies exposed.

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The name of this puppet play is "Hi Shiva", which is introduced by poison from the body and is a kind of obscene play.

The dwarfs stretched out their waists, touched their breasts and crotches, and performed with all their might. The scene was extremely unsightly, but it made Emperor Yan Murong Xi and other high-ranking officials burst into laughter.

A group of generals of the Yan army who had returned from the south and had an audience with the emperor stood in the military tent. They looked at each other in confusion, whether they were looking or not looking. However, there were also some Yan generals who looked at it with great interest. They thought about it carefully and used it later.

On the wives and concubines.





Zhou Fugui leaned against the wooden pillar in the tent with his knife pressed, watching all this with a sneer.

The majestic king of a country actually committed such an filthy and despicable act in the court. Forcing these poor dwarfs to perform despicable things in public, in full view of everyone, isn't it perverse and perverse? It is extremely disgraceful.

Propriety, righteousness, integrity, shame, filial piety, fraternity, loyalty and trust are probably regarded as nothing in their hearts, or they don't know etiquette, righteousness, honesty, shame, filial piety, fraternity, loyalty and trust at all. Zhou Fugui secretly felt in his heart

sneered.

Murong Huiying, who was standing behind Murong Bolie, almost all her eyes fell on Zhou Fugui. Seeing the disdain on his face, she turned her apologetic and helpless eyes towards Zhou Fugui.

Murong Bolie sat on the left side of Murong Xi, while Murong Kang sat on the right side of Murong Xi on behalf of his father.

Murong Kang's father, King Youxian of Dayan, was seriously ill and could no longer go to the palace.

Zhou Fugui glanced at Murong Huiying, shook his head slightly, and showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Fugui had two meanings. The first was to ask Murong Huiying, is this your majesty? The second was that he is so dissolute and immoral, which is disgusting.

Murong Huiying gave Zhou Fugui a fierce look, which had two meanings. The first was how could she choose the emperor of the Yan Kingdom? The second was that Zhou Fugui was making a fuss.

Zhou Fugui raised his eyebrows when he saw Murong Huiying, meaning that such a king could not bear to serve him and the Yan Kingdom.

Murong Huiying rolled her eyes and looked at Zhou Fugui with a smile on her lips, meaning, for me?

"Father, let him dance!"

Just as Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying were flirting with each other, Prince Yan Murong Cheng suddenly pointed at Zhou Fugui and said.

Then everyone in the golden tent focused their attention on Zhou Fugui, who was hiding in the corner, and he was startled.

Fifteen-year-old Prince Cheng of Yan was born to Murong Xi's late empress. Prince Cheng was left alone after his mother died. Murong Xi felt sorry for him, so he still made him the prince and doted on him more. In fact, the main reason

That is, among all Murong Xi's sons, the prince grew up the most like him, extremely fat.

Emperor Yan Murong Xi's eyes also fell on Zhou Fugui, and Queen Murong Qing also looked at Zhou Fugui.

At the same time, Zhou Fugui's tall and straight figure and handsome face also attracted the attention of concubines, princesses and other female family members, who whispered to each other in low voices and occasionally laughed.

Murong Huiying Liu Mei

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Standing upside down, my heart was already extremely angry.

Prince Cheng actually wants his lover to dance such an unsightly dance?

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated! Murong Huiying could feel that Zhou Fugui must be extremely angry.

"Da Shanyu..." Murong Bolie opened his mouth and said to Murong Xi: "This man's surname is Zhou Fugui, from Yanyun Luoyan Village, and he is the general of the White Tiger Camp in the army. In the battle of Guangling County, this man led his troops in a bloody battle.

He took the lead in attacking the city and achieved the first success; in the battle of Niuzhu, this man led his troops to attack the Xia army and beheaded more than five thousand people; in the battle of Luyi, it was this man again, who led less than three thousand soldiers and horses, and fought against the Xia army.

Tens of thousands of troops fought in bloody battles, causing Xia's army to be unable to advance for several months. Da Shanyu, this man is a Han, but he fought to the death for our country, Yan, and made great achievements several times. His loyalty, bravery and loyalty to the country are truly commendable!"

Murong Bolie was actually rescuing Zhou Fugui.

How could the dignified Yan general, a brave general in the army, be like these despicable dwarf tricksters in front of him?

Murong Kang turned to look at Zhou Fugui, his eyes flickering, wondering what he was thinking.

"Oh? Bo Lie thinks so highly of this person?" Murong Xi held the wine cup and smiled when he heard this: "As a Han Chinese, it is indeed not easy to be loyal and brave to the country."

"General Zhou Ying, why don't you come up and thank me?" Murong Bolie nodded and said to Zhou Fugui, who was still hiding in the distance.

After hearing this, Zhou Fugui had no choice but to strode up to Murong Xi, threw the sword behind him, knelt on one knee, saluted, and thanked him loudly: "I, Zhou Fugui, thank you for your compliments!"

Zhou Fugui was indeed extremely angry.

That young nobleman from Yan who looks like a pig actually wants him to dance such a dirty dance in public, in full view of everyone? Then he would rather die, or chop this pig's head to death with a knife.

Although Zhou Fugui didn't know that this person was the crown prince of the East Palace of the Yan Kingdom, he also understood that this fat pig's status must be extraordinary. He was almost lying under Murong Xi's knees, so he was at least a prince.

Therefore, Zhou Fugui suppressed his anger and met Murong Xi with Xianbei's bow.

When Zhou Fugui saluted, he made big movements. His saber collided with his armor, and his knees collided with the ground. The sound was quite loud. This was Zhou Fugui's deliberate move.

Sure enough, Prince Yan was frightened by Zhou Fugui's power. His fat body shrank, he raised his head and looked at his father Murong Xi in fear with his small eyes.

"Zhou Fugui?" Murong Xi leaned on the cushion, raised his eyelids, shook the wine cup in his hand, looked at Zhou Fugui teasingly and said: "It's good to get a name, wealth, wealth, glory, wealth, everyone in the world.

I want to get it. Zhou Fugui, it is not difficult to get glory and wealth. If you dance today, if you can win the prince's happiness, how about I give you a fortune and glory?"

"Da Chanyu!" Zhou Fugui raised his sword eyebrows, puffed out his chest and replied loudly: "I only know how to bow and ride, but I don't know how to sing and dance!"

After talking for a long time, they still wanted Zhou Fugui to dance this dirty dance. Zhou Fugui would rather break than bend.

"Wealth..." Murong Tenge in the crowd exclaimed when he saw this.

The emperor asks you to dance, just dance. You don’t need to take off your clothes, just wear this armor, twist it a few times, and deal with it. Emperor Yan Murong Xi will definitely not treat him badly in the future, just like Murong Xi personally promised,

If Zhou Fugui will be rewarded with a big official position and a life of wealth and splendor, why would you agree with the emperor? The result of the hard offer is really unpredictable. Murong Tengge couldn't help but worry about Zhou Fugui.

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Murong Huiying was both proud and worried at the same time. Her lover was so upright and unafraid of powerful people, life and death, how could Murong Huiying not be proud? But as Murong Tengge had worried, Zhou Fugui refused

With these words, the lively atmosphere in the tent plummeted, the temperature also seemed to drop sharply, the air seemed to have condensed, and everyone was as silent as a chill, not daring to take a breath.

"Haha..." Murong Xi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then burst into laughter.

Murong Xi felt angry and funny at the same time.

If it were other people who had exchanged a mere song and dance for wealth and splendor, they would have danced as ordered. This kind of opportunity is not available to everyone, so let alone this mere song and dance, let them take off their clothes and dance in this tent.

It is also very satisfying to have a heart-wrenching fight, and this kind of thing has not happened before.

But Zhou Fugui flatly refused, isn't he afraid of death? Murong Xi thought to himself.

"Da Chanyu..." Finally, Murong Bolie resolved the awkward and tense atmosphere and said to Murong Xi: "This man is just a stubborn donkey. Da Chanyu doesn't need to care about such stubborn donkeys."

"Haha, stubborn donkey?" Murong Xi couldn't help laughing again when he heard this.

Murong Xi had the intention of letting Zhou Fugui go.

Who is Murong Bolie? He is the founding father of the Yan Kingdom and Murong Xi's right-hand man. Murong Xi still relies on him to conquer the world and fight against the Hou Party and other forces. Therefore, Murong Bolie's words of advice,

Murong Xi could still listen to some of it.

"Stubborn donkey?" Murong Fu, the Prime Minister of Yan State who had not spoken until now, suddenly said: "How stubborn ass is, how dare you disobey the words of the Great Chanyu and the Crown Prince? The words of the Great Chanyu and the Crown Prince are the imperial edict.

If you disobey the decree, what crime should you commit?"

"Humph, Uncle Fu Guo, what do you mean by this?" Murong Bolie hummed after hearing this.

"King Zuo Xian..." Murong Fu replied with a smile: "Isn't this stubborn donkey claiming to be a good bow rider? Does he dare to compete with General Zuo Wei?"

"What?"

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard this.

Who is Zuowei General Pu Yijian? He is a battle-hardened general with outstanding martial arts skills, especially riding and shooting. He is quite famous. He is known as "Xianbei's No. 1 Arrow". He can shoot vultures and large swallows. Pu Yijian

He has been famous for a long time, no one knows it, no one knows it, and in terms of archery skills, there are few people in the world who can rival him.

Pu Yijian was the commander-in-chief of Yan Yulin Army and Zhongjie Army.

In this way, for Pu Yijian to compete with Zhou Fugui, for Zhou Fugui, it was almost the same as committing suicide.

"Okay, okay!" The fat prince Murong Cheng clapped his hands happily after hearing this and said with a smile: "Hey, that Zhou Fugui, if you shoot Pu Yijian to death, you will definitely get a reward!"

Prince Yan likes liveliness, the more lively the better.

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

Uncle Murong Fu moved Pu Yijian out to vent his anger on the prince, but the prince instead shouted and asked Zhou Fugui to shoot Pu Yijian to death?

Isn't this stupidity or dementia?

"Haha, since he likes Cheng'er, so be it." After touching Murong Cheng's head, Murong Xi asked Zhou Fugui coldly: "Zhou Qing's family, what do you think?"

"I obey your decree!" Zhou Fugui replied loudly.

A competition is a competition, Zhou Fugui thought to himself, no matter what, it is much better than doing a "dance" in public, the worst is to throw his life in this Jinluan Palace today.

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