"The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent is a warm spring night."

Qin Xu recited this poem repeatedly and couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed a good poem."

Pei Yue remembered that this poem came from the Song of Everlasting Regret. The reason why he was so impressed was entirely because of another funny version he had seen on the Internet in his previous life, which was called "The hibiscus tent warms the spring night, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Qin Xu remembered Jinshu's expression and movements just now, put his hand on Pei Yue's shoulder with a strange smile, and said softly: "I am not alone. I have long said that Brother Pei and I are from the same family. That Jinshu girl

I probably have a secret love for you, do you want me to help you matchmaking?"

Pei Yue broke away from his hand without leaving a trace and said with a smile, "I won't trouble Mr. Qin about this matter."

"I understand, I understand."

Qin Xu's smile became more and more outrageous.

Pei Yue suddenly felt a little itchy. After being in this world for so long, this was the first time that he had such an eager desire to beat someone up. Even when he faced various difficulties and dangers before, he could control his emotions extremely well.

, only at this moment I wanted to punch Qin Xu in the face.

The next climb up went very smoothly. On the second floor, Mo Ning, the oiran who came down from the stairs, was in charge. Qin Xu gave a lecture on painting, and Pei Yue used a sketch technique to draw a simple picture of a maid, which won the audience a lot of questions.

praise.

On the third floor is the Oiran Qinyu from Yunlai Pavilion, and on the fourth floor is the Oiran Yuwen from Songzhu Pavilion. One is good at Qin art and the other is good at chess. They didn't embarrass Pei Yue. They just made a few symbolic remarks and let the two go.

People continued to climb the stairs.

The four characters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were passed easily, and there was no difficult scene that Pei Yue expected. It seemed that these people insisted on inviting him to the Furong Banquet just to see Lord Wu's grace.

After ascending to the fifth floor, there are obviously fewer people here, and the space is different from the floors below. There is a large space in the middle, with tables and chairs on both sides, and various snacks and tea on the pine incense table.

.

Seeing the two imperial envoys appearing, everyone who had been seated quickly stood up and came forward. The leader was nearly fifty years old and had a short beard on his chin. He was Zhao Xianhong, the prefect of Xingyang. He smiled and said sincerely: "Master Qin

, Lord Pei, I wanted to go downstairs to greet you. But Uncle Fang said that today’s Furong Banquet does not matter whether the official position is large or small, and ordered me to be more casual, so I have to wait here. "

Uncle Fang refers to Xue Tao, the governor of Lingzhou.

Qin Xu said with a smile on his face: "Prefect Zhao, there is no need to be polite. It is an elegant thing to have a close look at the style of the Lingzhou courtesans. How can you deceive them by using your official position? That would be too disgraceful and is not something a gentleman would do."

Zhao Xianhong claimed that it was so, turned to Pei Yue and said: "I wanted to go to the Yamen to ask for an audience, but I was afraid of disturbing the Lord's purity, so I had to keep my mind on it. It's not that I am ignorant and don't understand etiquette."

At his age, he humbled himself in front of the sixteen-year-old Pei Yue, and his words were so humble. Apart from the difference in their identities, Pei Yue had a vague feeling that the seemingly flattering prefect in his fifties might know a lot about things in Kyoto. In fact,

Whether in Yongzhou or Yunzhou, he was treated politely by local officials wherever he went, not only because of his status as an imperial envoy, but more importantly because briquettes could also bring huge political achievements and contributions to these state capitals.

Even leaving aside the manpower needed in the mines and various government stores, just stabilizing people's livelihood is a visible benefit to these prefects and county magistrates.

Only Lingzhou is slightly different.

Perhaps due to the unique status of the Lingzhou governor, Mr. Fang Bo is not enthusiastic about the two imperial envoys, so the officials below cannot be too flattering, otherwise life after offending the governor will be miserable. This is also the weird scene today.

The reason is that in Yongzhou and Yunzhou, the Furong Banquet will definitely not start in advance before the two imperial envoys arrive. These people do not dare to go upstairs in advance and will definitely wait respectfully for the arrival of Qin Xu and Pei Yue.

Against this background, Zhao Xianhong's attitude is very thought-provoking.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Pei Yue had previously acted as a domineering martial artist, but now he couldn't be too cold and hard. He smiled and said: "Why do you have to be too modest, magistrate? I have heard that Xingyang is governed very well in Kyoto.

It is the most prosperous and stable place in the Western Region, and I think it is all due to Governor Zhao."

Qin Xu looked sideways slightly. He thought Pei Yue didn't understand the rules of officialdom at all, but he didn't expect that this young man would tell lies without blinking an eye.

Xingyang is indeed prosperous, but this has little to do with Zhao Xianhong, just because the place has a very profound heritage.

Of course Zhao Xianhong knew this, but everyone liked to hear good words. After hearing Pei Yue's praise, his old face was like a flower blooming, and he said more respectfully: "Two adults, please take your seats. The next person to appear is Mr. Duan.

, her sword dance is one of the best in the world and should not be missed.”

Sword dance?

Hearing Qin Xu talk about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, music, and dance before, he thought it was an ancient dance he had seen in film and television works in his previous life. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a sword dance. Since practicing martial arts with Mr. Xi, he has realized that the two worlds are slightly different.

There are differences, at least here there are indeed techniques such as internal strength, but they are not as exaggerated as described in martial arts novels.

So he was a little curious about what the so-called sword dance was like.

After everyone sat down, a maid in green came forward and briefly introduced that this oiran who was good at sword dancing was Duan Yuzhu from Peiyu Pavilion.

This is the first oiran to reveal her surname. The four previous ones obviously had aliases based on their own strengths.

She was tall and slender, holding a sword in her right hand. She first came to the center of the venue and bowed to everyone. Her expression was neither humble nor arrogant. In terms of appearance alone, she was slightly inferior to the four courtesans downstairs, but she had a good temperament and was vaguely exposed.

A bit of confidence and calmness that is hard to see in a promiscuous woman.

She opened her mouth and said: "Thank you for your kindness, today Yuzhu will perform a sword dance to celebrate the Lotus Banquet."

Qin Xu smiled and said: "Everyone Duan, please."

Duan Yuzhu glanced at Pei Yue without leaving any trace, and then without saying anything, he shook out several sword flowers with his backhand, which immediately won a round of applause.

Pei Yue only looked at it for a moment before he made a judgment in his mind. This Duan Yuzhu was no ordinary woman. She should be a real master of martial arts. Although he had not practiced martial arts for a long time, he was surrounded by Mr. Xi, Ye Qi and Gu Fan.

Geniuses, I practice with them every day, and my vision has already been cultivated.

Duan Yuzhu's movements are light and graceful, and combined with the sound of musical instruments coming from behind the screen, it's like an immortal descending to earth with sword energy flowing freely.

Everyone in the audience was mesmerized, and no one noticed the hesitation between Duan Yuzhu's eyebrows.

The sound of musical instruments suddenly stopped, and suddenly the three strings of the guzheng sounded sonorously. Duan Yuzhu's body suddenly turned around, and rushed away like a rushing river, heading towards Pei Yue.

The long sword in her hand was raised straight and pointed towards Pei Yue's face.

There was chaos in the field, Zhao Xianhong shouted loudly, Qin Xu exclaimed, and the expressions of others changed drastically.

No one could have imagined that such a change would suddenly happen. If Pei Yue was stabbed by Duan Yuzhu, even if he survived but was only injured, the court would be furious, and countless people in the entire Lingzhou officialdom would be unlucky.

At this time, Pei Yue remained motionless, his eyes calmly looking at the long sword that was approaching in a flash.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

The people on the fifth floor looked over with different expressions. They saw that Duan Yuzhu's long sword had come to Pei Yue, but he stretched out his two fingers to clamp the tip of the sword, preventing him from making any progress.

Zhao Xianhong shouted: "Duan Yuzhu, what do you want to do?!"

Pei Yue ignored him and just looked at the woman in front of him calmly with a hint of doubt.
Chapter completed!