It will definitely not be too comfortable if you make it look small and transparent.
However, for Han Qing, who has been through two lifetimes and experienced some vicissitudes in his previous life, it is not too uncomfortable.
And to a certain extent, right now, it is safer for him to be a little transparent than to be the center of attention.
After all, the living environment and life experience in his previous life are so different from those of the owner of his body in this life.
One is a grassroots unlicensed lawyer and private detective in the 21st century. The other is a third-generation official with a well-established background after the generals of the Song Dynasty.
After more than three months of hard work, he could barely imitate the latter's superficial language and movements. However, he might not be able to imitate some of his living habits and details of how to deal with others.
But not everyone here is as bold as Yang Xu.
If someone's suspicion is aroused and some details are held on, thinking that he is a fake. Even with the technical means of the Song Dynasty, it is impossible to detect that he is Magpie Nest Jiuzhan. It will definitely cause him a lot of trouble. !
Thinking about it this way, Han Qing was even more unwilling to get close to his cheap senior brother Li Sheng. He just held the wine glass and stared at the peony pond, enjoying himself.
In the Peony Pond, the opening program ended quickly. Sparse cheers rang out from the surrounding boxes. Several tortoise slaves in red shirts and green trousers, with makeup on their faces, dressed as both men and women, held a ball covered with red silk. Rectangular utensils wind up along the escalators leading to each box.
Before Han Qing could dig out the memory of the previous owner of the body, what exactly was the rectangular instrument? The clear and sweet sound of the piano and tambourine had already sounded again. A group of young girls, dressed in pink skirts and wrapped in green gauze, Appear slowly.
One by one, their waists are swaying, and their long sleeves are relaxed, just like flowers in bloom and green willows blowing in the wind.
"Like!" Even though she was used to large-scale singing and dancing in the 20th century, Han Qing still gave a thumbs up to the girls in the peony pond.
After the cheers blurted out, he realized that this was not in line with the etiquette of the Song Dynasty. He quickly grabbed the wine glass to cover his face, and then looked around cautiously.
Fortunately, no one in the entire box noticed him. Everyone's eyes were all attracted by the graceful bodies of the girls, leaving no time for him to pay attention.
The proprietor Lu Xingyan, who was entertaining the guests, also had a staff member who was very good at keeping the rhythm. As everyone began to appreciate the dancing of the girls, he immediately arranged for the servants to replace the leftovers with candied fruits, fruits and snacks.
For fear that some of the guests might not enjoy themselves, the drinks were not removed along with the leftovers. However, there was an extra pot of plain tea on the low table in front of each guest.
The so-called plain tea is tea without any spices. For Han Qing, a time traveler, the purely natural and pollution-free tea from the Song Dynasty is far more delicious than the rice wine of varying quality. Therefore, he quickly replaced the wine cup with a teacup , holding a piece in hand and slowly tasting it, while continuing to sing and dance.
Although they have gone through eighty years of troubled times in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the people of Ningzhou still retain some of the legacy of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. At this time, Neo-Confucianism has not yet emerged, and the culture is mainly inclusive. Therefore, the dancing postures of the girls are both It has the traditional softness of the Central Plains, but also has some unrestrainedness spread from the Western Regions. The more people look at it, the more enjoyable it becomes.
The girls' outfits are also very ornamental if you look closely.
The pink skirt is a set of colors stacked up and down. The upper part is slightly lighter in color, which just reflects their pretty faces. The lower part is darker in color, but reaches the lower abdomen. Together with the green gauze wrapped around the waist, it accentuates the figure. It must be concave and convex.
The sleeves of the pink skirt are wide and long, making the girl look like a fairy when dancing. However, the hem of the pink skirt can only barely cover her calves.
The candlelight flickered, and the fair skin, delicate jade feet, and golden bells on the ankles of the girls complemented each other. Without any movement, it was all heart-stirring.
And when the girls' bodies began to rotate to the music, their bodies became more and more moving.
The skirt floats up like petals. The long legs between the pink skirt and green gauze look like crisp and delicious lotus roots.
The bell on the ankle also makes a crisp sound along with the rhythm of the music. Wave after wave, enchanting.
"good--"
"OK--!"
I don’t know who took the lead and cheered loudly. In an instant, applause and praise resounded throughout the building.
"As a distinguished guest of Ningcui Pavilion, I will reward you with two coins in cash!"
"Member Liang of Yihong Pavilion, I would like to reward Bai Lotus with a pair of snowflake silver ingots, a total of ten taels!"
"Pearl Pavilion——"
"Guiyan Pavilion——"
Before the praises and cheers could subside, the turtle slaves' unique drake voices came out from the windows of several boxes that were already approaching.
In an instant, Han Qing understood what the tray covered with red silk was. It turned out that it was a special device for accepting rewards from guests. And rewards are obviously not a new invention of the 21st century.
It existed as early as the Song Dynasty.
It's just that in the 21st century, rewards are given through virtual gifts. In the Song Dynasty, rewards were given in real money!
With a bit of a spirit of joining in the fun, he touched his hand to the purse around his waist. Just as he was thinking about how much of a reward would be appropriate, the sound of music and the ringing of footbells in the peony pond suddenly stopped.
The girls all bowed and bowed, then retreated in groups. Immediately, a drum half as tall as a person and a drum as big as an eight-sided basin were quickly carried into the peony pond by the boys.
The candlelight danced, illuminating the red paint on the drum as bright as fire.
Eight Suide men with red ribbons on their heads and bare upper body ran in together. First they made a bow in all directions, and then each picked up a pair of drumsticks and beat the drum heads hard.
In an instant, a piece of music that was completely opposite to the previous style resounded throughout the restaurant, quickly pulling everyone's minds out of the gentle country and facing the Iron Horse Glacier.
The huge gap caused the breathing of all the audience to stop. Immediately afterwards, the cheers sounded from all the boxes again, like a surging tide.
The Suide men were not moved at all by the cheers. They all continued to beat the drums with solemn expressions, sending the sound of drums like thousands of galloping horses into people's ears one after another.
"How's it going? It's a worthwhile trip! I made a special trip to invite you in the afternoon, but you still looked reluctant!" Yang Xu didn't know when he came to Han Qing with a wine cup and commented in a low voice.
"I just felt that the journey was far away and it was inconvenient to go back and forth!" Han Qing raised her teacup and defended herself with a smile. "And I have accomplished nothing, and I am a little embarrassed to meet my old friends!"
"Come again, come again, just pretend to be polite with me!" Yang Xu had regained some familiarity with him, curled his lips and protested in a low voice. "I think you are just lazy."
"No matter how lazy you are, why didn't you pull me here in the end?" Han Qing rolled his eyelids and responded with a smile, "Give me a step and don't stop me from watching the dance. I've never seen anyone move a big drum in Bianliang City."
Come out and perform!"
"Didn't you listen to what Mr. Lu said? This place was once the heart of the Tang Dynasty!" Yang Xu smiled and turned half of his body to the side, turning his head towards the peony pond. "The lingering charm of the pear garden is not yet over."
This sentence made Han Qing slightly stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that Yang Xu used the allusion of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty to favor the Liyuan musicians. And Lu Laozi was a unique honorific title for the elderly in this era.
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"Yang Yihui really has a good eye. What's next is the first of the three major dances in the Liyuan, the Formation-breaking Music!" Some people couldn't help but mutter. Before Yang Xu finished speaking, the words of Lu Laozi in his mouth were transferred from the sixth level.
Judge Lu Xingyan has already walked over with a cup of tea.
This is a legendary and famous song through the ages, and Han Qing was immediately aroused to watch it. Lu Xingyan, however, refused to immediately go to greet other guests. Holding a tea cup, he babbled and introduced: "In the past, Peony Pavilion has never
No one can dance this dance. And in the past few days, the master of the pavilion just invited the Lotus Flower Troupe from Jingzhao Mansion to perform."
"Acupuncture points, it turns out that they existed in the Song Dynasty." Han Qing whispered in her heart, and at the same time she was even more looking forward to the next show in the venue.
But Yang Xu's eyes suddenly started to shine, "Lotus class? Is it the lotus class in Pingkangfang, Chang'an City? The one known as the white lotus root and purple water chestnut with double pedicles? I don't know white lotus root, purple water chestnut, or green lotus."
How many of the four Honglian and Honglian people will appear tonight? I’ve heard of them in Bianliang, but it’s a pity that I didn’t have the chance to see them before.”
Obviously, the upcoming Lotus class is very famous. Even Yang Xu, a prodigal son of Bianliang, knows four of its pillars very well.
"Yang Yihui has also heard of white lotus root, purple water chestnut and double lotus root?" Lu Xingyan didn't look like his predecessor at all. It was as if he had suddenly found a close friend. He was so excited that his eyebrows and beard trembled slightly, and he didn't care at all.
, his age is over fifty, "I learned that there are distinguished guests from Bianliang, and tonight, the four of them agreed to appear. The leader of the lotus picking song just now was Bai Lotus. The following music of breaking formation, applause
It’s everyone Honglian. Ziling is good at pipa and will choose the opportunity to perform a solo for everyone. The finale tonight should be the song "Nancy Clothes and Feather Clothes", and the lead dancer will be Qinglian!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the rhythm of the drums in the peony pond suddenly changed greatly. There was also a burst of guzheng and several low-pitched horns in the middle, which made people unconsciously feel a bit solemn and tragic in their hearts.
Han Qing had no intention of listening to Lu Xingyan's chatter anymore, and quietly turned his eyes to the peony-shaped dance floor. He saw two teams of girls in armor, holding shiny spears and shining square shields, walking in quickly to the beat of the drums.
, gathered in the center of the dance floor, uniting the team into one, forming a sharp wedge shape.
Strange to say, the spears and square shields, and the petite and frail figures of the girls, seem to be completely opposite extremes. However, against the backdrop of candlelight, they actually form a special visual impact, which makes people unconsciously
When I sleep, the blood is boiling in my heart!
The armor on the girl's body was obviously specially customized. Most of it was leather armor, painted pink, like a peach blossom in bloom. Only the chest, upper arms, and thighs were made of sterling silver, with a
There are complex patterns, which rise and fall with the body, reflecting the candlelight from different angles, flickering brightly.
"Isn't this the look of an Amazon female warrior? It just breaks the law that the less you wear, the stronger the protection. It uses leather armor instead of the exposed body. Who said the people of Song Dynasty were conservative?" Yang Qing
His eyes widened when he saw it, and he almost blurted out a murmur.
I was wondering if the same time-travelers had arrived early and changed history. The girls in the Peony Pond had already formed up and started to "charge" forward. One by one, their bodies were leaning forward, stretching, with their toes on the ground, and one foot.
The axis rotated rapidly, and the shield and spear turned into waves.
"They are wearing special dance shoes!" Yang Qing's eyes became straighter, and layers of pink ripples surged in her heart.
Those dancing shoes were actually slender in shape, with a wedge heel, and the top gathered into a thin tip. The left and right sides of each shoe were also divided into two colors, blue and green. No matter the design or color, in the 21st century, they would not be the same at all.
Not inferior to those big fashion brands!
"Wrong to the end!" Deep in his memory, a rather interesting name came up in time, which made Yang Qing stunned, and he quickly regained his consciousness. (Note: Wrong to the end, the trendy shoes of the Song Dynasty. Women in the Song Dynasty had their feet bound,
It is wrapped thinly to facilitate dancing. Three-inch feet are a bad habit later.)
I am ignorant and ignorant, and I look down upon the ancients.
No one traveled through time earlier than me and changed the Song Dynasty, but the Song Dynasty itself was like this.
The army was weak and faced the Liao Kingdom in the north and Dangxiang in the northwest, losing nine out of ten battles.
However, culturally it is extremely open and prosperous.
He secretly stuck out his tongue and turned to look around. He found that no one noticed his gaffe just now, so he relaxed and continued to watch the singing and dancing.
In the peony pond, the candlelight suddenly dimmed. The sound of the drums disappeared, and the sound of the horns became low and desolate. The girls dragged their spears, half-hunched bodies, supported each other, and staggered back, as if they were frustrated in the battle and defeated.
Return to form.
The darkness chased them, following them like a shadow, like a huge devil, ready to devour them all at any time.
A black and red figure suddenly rushed over, piercing the darkness! Circled in twos and twos, they came under the giant drum that was two people tall.
Han Qing was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look, only to find that what was coming was a girl with long legs and a waist. Her whole body was covered tightly in black and red leather armor, with only her facial features and cheeks exposed.
Beyond the armor.
Compared with the other dancing girls, this girl wearing black armor is obviously a head taller. Her face is not beautiful, but she has a cool and handsome charm.
I saw her quickly picking up two drumsticks that were not much thinner than her own arms, and smashed them against the huge drum head, "Dong, dong, dong dong, dong dong dong..."
In an instant, all the music stopped, and the muffled drum beat became the only rhythm in the audience.
The candlelight slowly became brighter, and the dancing girl turned her shield, like a mirror, reflecting all the candlelight towards the giant drum. The figure of the black-armored girl became brighter and brighter, and her shadow fell on the drum surface, like a
A dancing flame.
She began to dance gracefully to the sound of the drums. The movements of her hands were not messy at all. The pipa sounded again, the screen suddenly broke, the cavalry protruded, and the horn sounded again, like a strong wind passing through the woods and passing over the high hills.
The other two teams of girls wearing black and red armors lined up. Their spears were like a forest and their shields were like a wall. But it was difficult to take the audience's eyes away from the drum head.
Almost all the spectators stared at every movement of the drumming girl without blinking, as if that figure had entered the depths of their souls through their own eyes.
The flame jumps, flickers, and turns into a phoenix. In the sound of drums, it bathes its feathers in fire, reaches nirvana, and is reborn.
The wind is rustling, the pipa is clanking, and the horn is sounding like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring!
The black-armored girls lined up in front of them. There were only a few dozen figures, but they were like thousands of troops.
The candlelight reflected by the shield followed their figures, pushing forward, pushing forward, and constantly pushing forward.
The darkness kept retreating and retreating in front of the girls' spears and shield walls, until it was completely shattered and collapsed thousands of miles away!
I don’t know how long it took, when the sound of the pipa, the horn, and the drum gradually disappeared, the girl playing the drum also stopped moving and bowed deeply to the "battlefield".
Broken spears and broken shields littered the ground.
Many of the dancing girls lay awake, like flowers withering away.
However, a battle flag was proudly raised among the withered flowers, its surface fluttering and hunting.
