"Who is she?" Ying Ji asked.

The person next to him lowered his head, glanced at the stage, and replied: "According to the order on the list, it should be Hunan Girl, but..." He seemed to smile, and raised his graceful and long eyebrows, with a hint of words.

Ruzhu, with profound meaning: "This singing sound is different from the past."

Yingji's skin is not as pale and feeble as that of a nobleman, but as towering as a jade mountain. When he is quiet, his eyes are calm and still, like the calm deep sea, and when he is angry, his eyes shoot up to the cold stars.

At this moment, his eyes were like lightning, exerting an irresistible pressure.

"Ji Ying, you doubt her."

Jiying was the Zuo Xiangguo of the Qin State, a hereditary official, and the son of a senior official in the temple of Qing State. It can be said that the three generations before Jiying were all princes and nobles.

Therefore, as soon as Ji Ying was born, he established his pivotal position in the Qin State.

Ji Ying was known as a child prodigy when he was young, but for some reasons when he was older, he began to hide his talents and bide his time. However, Ying Ji had known him for more than ten years, and they were close friends. He could guess what he meant without having to explain it carefully.

Ji Ying pursed his lips and smiled, lifted his robe on his back, and smiled like a spring breeze, with a bit of cunning and incredulity: "Tsk, tsk, Yingji, you are done. Do you think you are protecting your shortcomings with this tone?"

He covered his mouth again in an exaggerated way: "You have been a bachelor for more than 20 years and you are not a womanizer. Could it be that you fell in love with this girl at first sight?"

Ying Ji used to be cold and playful with him, but for some reason, after listening to his jokes today, his mood was inexplicably agitated and he couldn't calm down.

"love at first sight?"

He frowned slightly and spoke as calmly as water, but if he listened deeply, he could sense an undercurrent.

Ji Ying looked at his open-faced face and was lost in thought, and couldn't help but laugh. He said: "Although the rare spring return of a thousand-year-old dead tree like yours is worthy of our celebration, no matter what happens now, we have to slow down for a while.

Hsu, look, your good second brother is waiting for you upstairs."

He raised his eyes upward, pursed his lips at a playful and weird angle, then clasped his hands and patted them in rhythm.

"Tonight, the future is unpredictable - even if it is a hellish Shura - fighting against the sky with a three-foot green blade..." He imitated the singing of "Hunan Girl" in a strange voice, and nodded after singing: "Good words

, such good words, so in line with our current situation, it is almost like a piece of music composed for us."

Hearing this, Ying Ji raised his eyes to look at the "Xiang Girl" who was dancing silently on the stage. At this time, a gleaming lotus lantern slowly floated by the river bank, making the dim and staggered stage a little warmer.

of light.

Her blouse was flowing, her face was clean, her eyes were half-opened, and she seemed to be radiant in his eyes.

Ying Ji's hard and frozen heart beat unexpectedly.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Then tonight, it will be just like what she sang."

With a wave of his hand, he was still wearing the familiar black helmet and red clothes, wearing a long mantle embroidered with ink and gold, holding a rein and carrying a sword. His figure was tall and proud, his ink-gold cape rolled up in the wind, and he walked away.

Ji Ying, who was taking a slow step forward, was startled. After a long time, he touched his forehead and sighed softly, looking away as if he couldn't bear it.

"I think I've been dizzy recently due to being too exhausted. One of our eldest son's very inappropriate words actually turned into a love talk for me. Do you think it's ridiculous or not?"

His eldest son, except for giving orders, is usually taciturn. How can such a lonely man know how to talk about love to a sister-in-law? Ha, if he can, then Ji Yingbian will definitely become a love saint of the generation.

——

On the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion, Ying Qian sat lazily on the table, drinking wine from time to time. He looked at the people on the stage in a trance and with fascination.

Behind him stood a dozen powerful warriors with swords, and there were several ministers of the Qin State on the table, among whom the senior official Su'e was sitting first.

At this time, a group of armored warriors marched to the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion with neat and heavy steps, lined up sonorously, and immediately stood guard outside the door and at the top of the stairs.

The armored warriors have bright armor and shining spears. They look majestic, but their blood is cold to the bone.

The general leading the army was none other than Ying Ji.

Everyone in the row of seats on the second floor suddenly fell silent, while the servants who were walking around to serve at each seat immediately fell down, knelt down and knelt on the ground, trembling.

Some of the ministers who worked with Ying Qian even sweated profusely and were speechless when Ying Ji occasionally glanced at him with a gaze as cold as steel.

At this time, Ying Qian cannot panic, he is the leader of everyone.

He stood up. He was tall and outstanding in appearance. He was dressed in a purple robe, which made his complexion even more noble and fair.

He cupped his hands towards Ying Ji and said, "I wonder why brother is doing this? Didn't brother come to this Ruyifang today to see the beauty? Wouldn't it disturb the four of us if we work like this and mobilize people like this?"

In fact, Ying Qian was wondering in his heart, hadn't Ying Ji never been with him? In the past, he usually turned a blind eye to him. He was so arrogant and indifferent that he couldn't tolerate anyone. Now it was clear that Tianxiang Pavilion had arranged another wing for him, but he

But he happened to appear in his wing?

Could it be...

Ying Ji glanced at him lightly, with an indifferent temperament, clear facial features and deep eyes.

"Second brother, you have a private meeting with the minister. I'm afraid that if my father-in-law finds out, he will think that you are forming a clique for personal gain."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Ying Qian but also other ministers who were already restless felt a chill running down their spines.

"Young Master, you are serious. We are here today, but we are here at the invitation of Ruyi Ji. We are not gathering here." After all, Mr. Jiang was so hot that he suddenly stood up and bowed to Ying Ji.

Zhen'e is the minister in charge whom the king relies heavily on. Whenever he speaks out, even Yingji will have to give him some face.

"Second brother, is this so?" Ying Ji glanced at Ying Qian, his dark eyes filled with unreasonable pressure.

Ying Qian's long-standing weakness against Ying Ji made him subconsciously dare not look at Ying Ji. His eyes flickered, his face turned pale, and after a long time he murmured: "Yes."

Ying Qian and Ying Ji are the brothers who have the most similar looks. They are both good-looking. Normally, the ministers would privately say that the two of them are comparable, but now when the two of them are in the same room, they are like fish in the eye. Comparing them makes them look superior.

Separate.

Some ministers couldn't help but sigh at Ying Qian's shrinking.

"I said, eldest son, second son, this is not our Qin government hall. You are so serious, how can you look like you are here to cheer for Ruyi Ji? Those who don't know better would think that you are here to cause trouble."

A clear, smiling and funny voice came from far away, and a man named Shi Shiran, dressed in a long green robe, dressed in a graceful and elegant style, stepped in.

The only one who dared to joke at such a time was Guo Jiying, the left prime minister of Qin.

"Xiangguo."

Ying Qian reacted first. He straightened his appearance and greeted him politely.

After Ji Ying returned the gift, he smiled and said: "Second Young Master, I didn't expect you to be here tonight. Oh, but it's no wonder. This Ruyi Ji rarely performs once. It's right that you are also interested. It's better to meet by chance than to meet us."

Just sit at the table together."

Ying Qian's face suddenly stiffened.

Wait, this episode is different from the script!

The other ministers and Ying Qian's disciples all looked at each other, not knowing how to evade him.

"So good."

Ying Ji nodded and immediately made the final decision, leaving no room for Ying Qian and others to object.

Soon, Ying Ji's private warriors moved in to sit at the banquet and began to decorate Ying Qian's wing.

By the time Ying Ji and his sergeants sat down together, the faces of Ying Qian and his men had already changed back and forth between gray, white and black, which was very exciting.

Ying Ji's position was the main seat, placed beside the corridor. When he turned sideways, he had a clear view of the blooming water stage in front of him.

On the stage, the sword dance of the "Hunan Girl" stopped, and fierce applause and cheering praises could be heard from upstairs and downstairs.

She was praised by many people, which made Yingji feel a little proud.

But she was praised by many people, and Yingji felt uncomfortable.

He didn't know this contradictory mentality, it was the male's possessiveness.

"Isn't this Mr. Mengchang living in my eldest brother's house? It's a grand occasion tonight, but I don't know why you are so stingy and don't invite him to come and watch with you?" Ying Qian asked intentionally.

Ying Ji turned a deaf ear to his words, but Ji Ying saw Ying Qian's embarrassment and replied, "Oh, Mr. Mengchang, I didn't miss him. He had something to do and was delayed on the road for a while. I guess he will be here soon."

The performance of "Xiang Girl" was over, and it was time for her to leave. Ying Ji was about to look away, but unexpectedly, a burst of cheerful music suddenly sounded, and the moving melody seemed to turn into brilliant rays of light in the dark night.

This immediately lifted the mood of the audience who had just been disappointed when the "Hunan Girl" stepped down from the stage.

Yin Qian climbed on the railing and said happily: "This is Hu Qu, Ruyi Ji is here..."

It's finally starting.

But the next second, he wondered why Ruyi appeared so quickly. Wasn't this "Hunan girl" not finished yet?

When Ying Ji heard this, he was not interested in Ruyi Ji's appearance, but Ji Ying on the left side kept winking at him.

——My eldest son, you are now playing a man who is absolutely infatuated with Ruyi Ji. Can you be more careful?

--Not interested in.

——Then you are not interested in the status of the king of Qin?

--feel.

——Then you will play your role well for me tonight, and you will be free to do whatever you want tomorrow.

Ying Ji frowned patiently, turned around and looked towards the stage, but was slightly startled when he saw a figure that should have ended but was still there.

At this time, the "Hunan girl" on the stage had already patrolled the pavilions, pavilions, and ship whistles on the shore after a dance. She found that she had guessed wrong, and she did not find the person she was looking for. Could it be that... people are in heaven?

In the private room on the second floor of the pavilion?

Because that's the only location that's difficult to reach from the stage's angle.
To be continued...