Chapter 431： Palace Banquet (Part 2)

  Qi Haoran didn't turn his head back and said in a low voice, "You don't have to choose, you can sign up freely. Anyone who doesn't feel ashamed can join, but in fact, not many people are willing to perform on the spot every year."

There are not many people who can participate in the palace banquet, and there are only those who are young and handsome in the family. There are not many young people or young people who have admirable skills, but they have the ability but are courageous and can pass the elders in the family. Agreed is even rarer.

asked why it is a young and handsome son?

If you are not young, you have the courage to stand up and perform. If you are not handsome, you must at least be upright. At least you can't make people feel disgusted when you come up. The first impression will be bad, so don't watch talent shows.

As for the descendants, the palace banquets, apart from the royal family, have really only been attended by the descendants.

For the prince and princess, it is more casual, as long as you mention it, you can play.

However, the princes will only appear when they need to amuse the emperor, and there is a default rule on the princess' side. Which princess can say that she has recruited her consort herself, and the palace banquet will be on the scene that year, just show it, no need How outstanding is just a signal to tell the ministers, which princess is recruiting a concubine, and there are young people in the family who have not yet been engaged to win.

"Chen Qian will participate in the Spring Festival next year, this is to give himself a score." Qi Haoran whispered.

Mu Yangling was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Isn't Chunhong a jerk? How to get points?"

"After the Spring Festival, there will be a palace test. If he can get a praise from the emperor at this time, then as long as he is in the top two in the Spring Festival, his ranking in the palace test will not be too low."

Mu Yang sighed with inspiration, "Sure enough, some people are different in the officialdom. Is this a backdoor in disguise?"

Qi Haoran said indifferently: "Isn't this always the case? He is also very risky in doing this. If he offends the saint, or accidentally offends someone on the field, his future career will be more difficult than others. "

In a word, there are opportunities and risks, although the opportunities are much bigger than the risks.

Qi Feng on the side couldn't bear it anymore, glared at his son, and whispered: "What nonsense is being said in the palace banquet?" During the banquet, chatting at the bottom means that you have no self-cultivation, and a bumpkin is a bumpkin, even if you participate in the palace banquet, you are still a bumpkin.

Mu Yangling blinked, looked at the other people beside him, and found that other people's families were also talking and laughing, so it was not happy, and even a few tables that were close to each other left the table and played together.

Mu Yangling looked away, since it wasn't her problem, it was Father-in-law Qi Feng's problem.

Adhering to the principle of not bothering with the elderly, Mu Yangling decided to ignore him.

Mu Yangling can bear it, but Qi Haoran can't bear it. He clenched his fists tightly and the veins burst out of his forehead. What did his father's look mean just now?

Looking down on Arling?

Why does he look down on A Ling?

Mu Yangling noticed that Qi Haoran was in a different mood, so he poked his back with his fingers covered by his sleeve, and Qi Haoran's anger was pierced with a bang.

Qi Haoran put his hand on his side, Mu Yangling saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he reached out to hook his hand, Qi Haoran grabbed it tightly.

Mu Yangling scratched him, Qi Haoran stared straight ahead, as if he was watching Chen Qian's performance seriously.

Although the young couple were sitting in tandem, they were separated by a low table. Mu Yangling rested his left hand on the table and hooked his hand with his right hand, because the sleeves of both of them were wide. No one noticed, but the sleeves of the two were piled up together. If anyone looked carefully, anyone could see that Mu Yangling just wanted him to divert his attention, not to play with him.

Mu Yangling struggled twice but couldn't break free, so he couldn't help poking his back with the fingers of his left hand.

The young couple were fighting wits and courage, one wanted to pull their hands out, the other held tightly, not knowing that their movements fell into the eyes of Hua Yuan, the youngest son of the Xihua family next door.

Maybe Huayuan's eyes were too focused, Qi Haoran noticed it and turned his head to look at him, Huayuan showed him a white tooth, Qi Haoran also smiled and nodded, Mu Yangling followed his eyes and looked over, right On Hua Yuan's eyes.

No shyness, let alone fear, Hua Yuan raised his eyebrows, which was different from what he observed this afternoon.

But he couldn't help thinking too much. The emperor who was seated had already named Qi Haoran. It turned out that Chen Qian had already finished his performance, and he got the emperor's praise and retired.

Qi Haoran immediately let go of Mu Yangling's hand, got up and walked out to kneel on the aisle, "This minister is here."

The emperor looked at him with a satisfied smile, and said, "I heard that you are highly skilled in martial arts. Before you went to Xingzhou Mansion, you could beat all the young masters in the capital, and now you go to Xingzhou Mansion, you are even more brave and kind. ."

Even if Qi Haoran thinks the emperor is telling the truth, he should be humble at this time, so he said: "Emperor, the minister has not beaten all the sons of the family, the second son of the general Yuan's family, the two sons, the three sons, the minister has not beaten them. "

Not only the ministers, but also the emperor was embarrassed. He just used an exaggeration to describe it, okay? Do you really want to beat the invincible player all over the capital at the age of twelve?

Fan Zijin also lowered his head and laughed secretly, but he heard the emperor say: "Aiqing is so confident, why don't we perform a sword dance on the spot, let us see too?"

Qi Haoran frowned in distress. He learned swordsmanship, which is different from the graceful sword dance, so he took a precaution and said, "Your Majesty, this minister's sword dance is not good-looking, so I can only bring it here. Kill the enemy, if the emperor still wants to see it, the minister will show it to you." That means, you can't blame me if it doesn't look good at that time.

The emperor smiled and said: "Every year the sword dance is like that. I'm tired of watching it. I just enjoy the sword dance of the generals."

The emperor signaled to his servants, and the guards brought up a soft sword.

Qi Haoran used to use a hard sword, but he was just dancing the sword, not fighting to kill the enemy, so he didn't pick it up, took the sword, thought about it, and then danced a swordsmanship that he thought was better.

But no matter how good-looking it is, it is still a lot worse than the flying sword dance, but he is sturdy, leaping like a bird, and when he is fighting the sword, he is like a battlefield, clanking and imposing, Qi Haoran dances more and more smoothly, and those who watch it only feel that he is facing the face. The murderous aura that came made them terrified, and then their blood boiled.

The civil officials in the east all expressed their admiration, while the military generals in the west looked at Qi Haoran with bright eyes, quite planning to end the battle.

Even the emperor and empress who were seated far away felt the sword energy. The emperor was slightly surprised. He had just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect Qi Haoran to be able to dance so well.

Qi Haoran finished dancing, drew his sword and stood up, clenching his fists and saying, "Your Majesty, this minister is embarrassed."

The    emperor laughed and clapped his hands: "Dance is good, what's so ugly, I think your sword is better than the sword dance of previous years."

The corners of Qi Haoran's mouth were slightly raised, and he was a little proud, but Fan Zijin looked at the emperor slightly warily, for no reason, why is he called Haoran Dancing Sword?

Sure enough, I heard the emperor happily say: "So talented as a beautiful woman, Qi Aiqing, how about I match you with a beautiful woman?"