Everyone saw Changqing step by step. Although he was only zigzagging back and forth within a radius of one foot, he did not feel cramped and trapped at all. Instead, his clothes were fluttering and he was as graceful as flying. The white mist raised by the warm stream due to the cold winter was lingering on him.
Lingering around the feet, it is really like an immortal holding a cup and raising a cup, stepping on the auspicious clouds.
Especially the concubines around King Qi, when they see Changqing, a handsome young master whose autumn water is like a god and jade is like a bone, they can't help but feel a bit of admiration.
There were many literati who were proficient in poetry and had high talents. Changqing's poetry may not be as good as theirs, but his step-gang chanting and his otherworldly grace completely overshadowed everyone.
After the rhyme of the poem was completed, Changqing faced Su Wangting, hooked his sword, and the clear and fragrant wine flew directly from the spout, and fell accurately into the dancing fairy cup from a distance of about ten feet without any unnecessary spillage.
When the wine enters the fairy cup, the glow suddenly rises to the sky, the courtyard is filled with fragrance, and fairy music suddenly comes out in mid-air, which is extraordinary.
Everyone couldn't help but marvel, looking up, the rays of light formed into flying feathers, and they suddenly saw a fairy with cyanotic hair and emerald eyebrows, colorful feathers, smooth jade feet, light feathers, hovering in the air among the clouds, her light mantle fluttering, and enjoying herself.
Dance.
Faced with this scene, even His Highness King Qi, who had seen the immortal master cast spells many times, was still speechless.
Only Changqing looked up silently, and he found that the eyes of this woman in feathers were empty and lifeless, unlike what he had seen just before entering the country.
The woman in feathered clothes danced for a moment, then bowed and bowed, then disappeared with the light. The fairy music stopped, and the fragrance of wine spread throughout the courtyard, as if they were tasting fine wine together, and everyone slowly walked out of the shock.
"Wonderful, really wonderful!" King Qi immediately raised his hands and bowed to the sky. Everyone saw this and bowed in succession.
"Mr. Changqing, you've got a job." King Qi was in high spirits and waved his hand to the side: "Come here, give Mr. Changqing a seat to set up a case!"
Immediately, a maidservant brought some cushions and tables, and they sat beside King Qi, which showed that he was highly respected and appreciated. The dancing fairy lamp was also placed in front of King Qi, and was not given to other scribes for appreciation. The intention was obvious. p>
"Mr. Changqing, there is something I still don't understand." King Qi asked with a smile: "Wang Weng just said that this dancing fairy lamp was obtained from the Immortal Platform in Taibai Mountain, but its origin is still unclear. Please sir, please clarify the confusion for me." As the winning treasure this time, the dancing fairy lamp will soon be brought into the palace and presented to His Majesty the Emperor. Naturally, its origin must be clarified. This is not a business gimmick, just bragging.
Although Mr. Changqing told Yang Chongyi about the Yuanqiao Ice Silk in advance, he did not know that Wang Yuanbao would bring out treasures such as the Fairy Dance Lamp, so of course there was no way to know in advance.
However, when faced with King Qi's inquiry, he did not show any signs of nervousness and calmly explained: "Your Highness has just seen an immortal, wearing a colorful feather robe. This is a metaphor for Taoist practice. The feather robe refers to someone who has achieved success in practicing the Flying Feather Sutra.
It has the power of lightening the body; Nishang refers to the accumulation of Qi into Ni, which can be held in one's hands and fly away.
"The top of Taibai Mountain is known as the Immortal Platform, which shows that a cultivator once ascended here. From what I can see, the female immortal in feathered clothes and her ancient costume must have ascended to the top a long time ago and became an immortal. And the female immortal who just appeared has just appeared.
Dancing is a guiding skill. If you can practice it carefully, it will be of great benefit in cultivating and extending your life."
"Is this true?" King Qi was particularly surprised.
"Don't dare to deceive." Changqing did not deliberately deceive because he disliked King Qi. The flying dance of the woman in feathers is indeed a guidance skill, which ordinary people may not be able to easily understand. It's just that the dance posture may be more suitable for women.
Practice.
While King Qi was impressed, he couldn't help but ask: "Why did such an immortal treasure appear after an earthquake?"
At this time, Wang Yuanbao took the initiative to answer: "It is because of the saint's merits and gratitude to God that this fairy treasure was born."
King Qi frowned slightly when he heard this. In this dynasty, the title "sage" gradually came to refer to the emperor. Wang Yuanbao's words meant that the dancing fairy lamp was auspicious, and it was God's praise for His Majesty the current emperor.
"What do you think, sir?" King Qi looked at Changqing again, seeming to believe his statement even more.
Changqing couldn't understand Wang Yuanbao's intentions, so he had to follow his instructions: "The treasures of the Immortal family will never be born, so they must be inspired. If they are not the master of destiny, they cannot be preserved forever."
King Qi nodded repeatedly and was very satisfied. Then he looked at the people around him and asked in a loud voice: "I think this dancing fairy lamp should be the leader of this year's treasure fighting competition. What do you think?"
"The auspiciousness comes from the sky and bless me in the great summer, as it should be!"
"Watching this immortal dance brings comfort to your life. The leader this year is none other than the dancing immortal."
"Yes, yes!"
All the royal scribes praised each other, and the voices of praise could not be heard. Only Changqing looked at the dancing fairy lamp and pondered silently.
……
"Wow, what the hell? Is it on fire?"
Cheng Sanwu stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck, seeing the brilliant light above Qushuiyuan in the distance, he started shouting and trying to climb up the tree.
"Look at your ignorant stupidity!" Afu came to the side at some point, with Qin Wangshu and Jiang Zhen behind her.
Cheng Sanwu jumped down from the tree trunk and asked: "Do you know what that is?"
"Wang Yuanbao has prepared a treasure called the Dancing Fairy Lamp. If you pour wine into it, it will cause such a change." Afu smiled half-heartedly, and no one could guess what she was thinking.
"What happened when you poured a glass of wine?" Cheng Sanwu looked at the looming female fairy flying in the distance, touched his chin and said, "This is much more powerful than the so-and-so you had before."
"Mr. Cheng, that wine cup is called Manjuanhe." Jiang Zhen reminded with a smile.
"Yes, yes, that's the name." Cheng Sanwu nodded and said: "When I was in the Western Regions, I couldn't get drunk even if I poured several buckets of wine into my stomach. But after using your cup, I drank three cups." p>
"How many buckets of wine? Are you a cow? How can anyone drink like this?" Afu rolled his eyes, and then looked at Qushuiyuan: "Wang Yuanbao took out the dancing fairy lamp. He is definitely going to win this time. What do you think?
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"How do you see it? Just take a look." Cheng Sanwuhun didn't care.
"Don't think I don't know. Wang Yuanbao asked Su Wangting to organize a treasure fighting party, and he also hoped to follow the path of Prime Minister Lu." Afu said: "Prime Minister Lu intends to implement new policies in various provinces, so naturally he has to cooperate with merchants. Su Wangting is
His right-hand man, Wang Yuanbao, is someone he can win over."
"Let them do what the big shots do." Cheng Sanwu said: "Old Su must still want my help...wait a minute, you don't want me to go, right?"
"At least the Ministry of Internal Affairs has not yet reached the stage to oppose the New Deal."
While Afu was still thinking about it, Jiang Zhen stepped forward and suggested: "Mr. Cheng, why don't you come to Tianxiang Pavilion? I can introduce you to the high-ranking dignitaries in Chang'an and help you find an official position, so that you don't have to guard the gate all day long.
It’s really overkill.”
"I won't be an official." Cheng Sanwu said.
Jiang Zhen covered her mouth and smiled: "Cheng Lang is looking down on himself and looking down on others. Do those sons of aristocratic families who rely on the grace of their ancestors to get official posts really know how to be officials? Don't they still rely on a group of subordinates to support them?
Miscellaneous work?"
Cheng Sanwu retorted: "Being an official doesn't mean you don't know how to work, but you need to know how to speak. I'm a naturally mean-mouthed person, and I won't curry favor with those big men. If I see someone I don't like, I'll probably
I killed someone with my own hands."
……
The treasure fight ended as scheduled, and Wang Yuanbao's dancing fairy lamp won the championship without any surprise. He rushed to Chang'an with Prince Qi the next day, preparing to enter the palace to present the treasure.
After Su Wangting transferred nearly one million treasures in the warehouse to the palace chief, it was regarded as a successful completion of Wang Yuanbao's entrustment, and the Kungang Courtyard in Chongrenfang was also used as a reward for organizing the treasure fighting meeting.
According to common sense, organizing a treasure fighting party would not require Wang Yuanbao to pay such a generous reward, but this year, due to the participation of Chang Qing, firstly, the bandits were eliminated, and secondly, Changqing himself was highly appreciated by King Qi, and no one could
It can be seen that this Taoist rookie has a bright future.
Moreover, as Su Wangting is a protégé of Prime Minister Lu, he will definitely be reused under the general trend of the implementation of the New Deal. Wang Yuanbao does not hesitate to give generous gifts, and his intentions are obvious.
"It's finally over!" Su Wangting sat down and let out a deep breath, as if he had been relieved of a huge burden.
Looking around, the elder man was sitting in the corner holding Gui Yatou. Cheng Sanwu was teasing Gui Yatou with a pack of candy in his hand. One big and one small were laughing.
Afu was sitting on the couch, seemingly closing her eyes and recuperating. Qin Wangshu stood beside her, and Jiangzhen served a stove to cook tea and handed Afu fragrant tea.
As for Chang Qing, he looked thoughtful. He hadn't spoken much since the treasure fighting meeting ended, and he wasn't overjoyed to receive such praise from King Qi.
"Changqing, thanks to you this time." Su Wangting took the initiative to speak: "Although the dancing fairy lamp is wonderful, it is not easy to be appreciated by King Qi. Your act of reciting poems by Bu Gang and using wine to attract immortals will soon spread throughout the world.
Gyeonggi, with such a reputation, it will definitely be at the top of the list next year."
"It's nothing more than clinging to the powerful." Changqing was not satisfied.
"You kid, how can you talk?" Cheng Sanwu stuffed the candy to Gui Yatou, stood up and came to Changqing, patting him on the shoulder: "Old Su is polite to you, but you are so perfunctory?"
"Old Cheng!" Su Wangting shouted.
Changqing knew that he had made a mistake with his words, and apologized: "Brother Fu, please forgive me, I just feel that I cannot afford such a false reputation. The treasure fighting meeting can end safely, and brother Fu should be the first to contribute."
"I don't care much about those who are not the first to succeed. I earned a Kunggang Courtyard in a treasure fighting competition. I made a lot of money." Su Wangting shook his finger and said: "I have sent someone to deliver a letter home.
I plan to take my family to Chang’an to celebrate the New Year.”
Cheng Sanwu asked curiously: "How much is this Kungang Courtyard worth?"
Su Wangting estimated: "The area within Chongrenfang alone is worth at least four to five hundred yuan, and I haven't even counted the construction costs."
Cheng Sanwu heard this and looked at Afu: "Isn't this similar to the five hundred guan you asked for before? The price you offered was too high. Who can afford 500 guan?"
Afu took a sip from the tea bowl and did not answer. Jiangzhen said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, does he know what is the highest price for slaves sold in the Xishikou Horse Shop?"
Cheng Sanwu shook his head, and Jiang Zhen replied: "Nine hundred and eighty strings, just the year before last."
Hearing this number, Cheng Sanwu was also dumbfounded. Su Wangting smiled and said: "Famous horses and beautiful maids, if the selling price of these things is in the hands of a smart businessman, there is no upper limit. Old Cheng, don't take it too seriously."
Something happened."
"So what if there are a thousand strings?" Changqing lightly dusted his robe: "I have seen a hundred thousand strings."
There was silence for a while, and Su Wangting quickly changed the subject and asked: "Changqing, I will return to Chang'an later. I wonder if you would like to go with me?"
"That's natural." Changqing nodded and agreed. Master comes to Chang'an, and maybe we can meet him in the near future.