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Volume 1, Chapter 293: Dance in Colorful Feather Clothes

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    As he slowly came to the window, everyone's eyes froze.

    "What's going on? Why is Chen Jiu's right hand disabled?"

    "Yeah, why don't you let your right hand grow?"

    Ignoring the people below, Chen Jiulue pondered and said: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings at high places. Let's dance and dance  Qingying, how does it seem to be in the world?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? away from the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qihu is low and the light is sleepless.  There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye?  People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.  I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.

    After finishing the poem, the whole place was silent, as if immersed in that kind of longing.

    After a while, I don¡¯t know who said a kind word first, and then someone yelled: "What a good person, I wish you a long life, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."

    "When I heard this poem, I was suddenly enlightened."

    "Chen Jiu is indeed Chen Jiu. His talent is so high that one has to say a word of admiration. Even the four great talents had to leave sadly when facing Chen Jiu."

    As soon as this poem came out, Baihua Tower was instantly dimmed, and countless scholars were ashamed and withdrew from the competition.

    In the box, the four great talents all bowed their heads. They lost again this time. They didn¡¯t have to wait for the result to come out. They all knew it.

    Li Mingyi clapped his hands to congratulate Chen Jiu, nor did he comfort the four talented people. It was really a dilemma.

    "Do you still want to come out and compose a poem? Let's compete, otherwise the spot will be reserved." Mu Qingyi's little maid was a little helpless at this time. She originally thought that this poetry meeting would be very lively.  Unexpectedly, two great gods jumped out at the beginning, causing all the scholars to be silent.

    Although Chen Jiu was unwilling to embrace the goddess, no matter how hard the talents thought, they couldn't come up with anything good.

    "In that case, please invite Mr. Chen and me to come." The little maid looked at Chen Jiu's pavilion.

    "Congratulations to Brother Chen on your first kiss. Go quickly and don't keep me waiting." Li Mingyi looked at Chen Jiu and clasped his fists in celebration.

    I didn¡¯t want to go, but so many people were watching.  If you say you can't go.  That's why everyone doesn't like it.

    ¡°Then I¡¯ll excuse you.¡± Chen Jiu turned around and left the pavilion.

    In the small building, Mu Qingyi sat on the floor. In front of her was a mahogany table with a tea set on the seat.  Mu Qingyi's Qianqiansu hands were making tea.

    I saw Mu Qingyi making tea.  Chen Jiu smiled lightly.  Sitting opposite Mu Qingyi, he said nothing, just looked at the tea quietly.

    Most people make tea.  It gives people a sense of being arty and meaningless, but in Mu Qingyi's hands, it feels like flowing water, as if tea should be brewed this way.

    After going through the tedious procedures, Chen Jiu took a sip. A scent lingered between his lips and teeth for a long time, and fell into his stomach. It was as if the scent had permeated his whole body, and there was a scent all over his body.

    "Tea is good tea, and the people who make it are even better." Chen Jiu opened his eyes and praised.

    Mu Qingyi's eyes flashed slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, young master."

    Looking at Mu Qingyi opposite, Chen Jiuyi smiled: "The girl in Qingyi actually wore a veil when meeting the guests. She really doesn't respect the guests very much."

    Mu Qingyi smiled and said nothing. Chen Jiu felt bored. The two sat for a while. Chen Jiu was about to stand up and leave. Mu Qingyi suddenly said: "I didn't expect that one of the young master's arms was actually crippled. I don't know who did it."  Such cruelty".

    Chen Jiu looked at the tea cup on the table: "I was not careful, something went wrong in my practice, and my arm was disabled."

    Mu Qingyi looked at Chen Jiu: "Young Master's words are not entirely true. I could clearly see the Young Master's great power that day in Yuzhou City."

    Chen Jiu raised his head with sharp eyes: "Could it be that that group of people is related to you?"

    "How is it possible? I'm just a little prostitute. They are monks who are above us. We can't get together. The young master is too worried."

    Even so, Chen Jiu did not let down his guard at this moment. He sensed Mu Qingyi's energy carefully and was stunned.

    "I will dance for you. This is my rule. Whenever a guest comes here, I will dance."

    Mu Qingyi stood up, but Chen Jiu smiled: "No need, I'm not interested in this kind of dance music that everyone can see. If I want to watch it, I can just find some singers in the future. Don't bother Miss Qingyi."

    Mu Qingyi paused when she heard this. What did Chen Jiu mean by this? Did she mean that Mu Qingyi had many customers and Chen Jiu was not interested in her?  .

    She is the leader of Baihualou and is famous throughout the Zhou Dynasty. When did someone say such a thing to her?, this is simply the same as pointing at his head and saying: "You are a woman who has a little red lips that thousands of people can taste, and a pair of jade arms that thousands of people can sleep on. I am not interested in your red lips and jade arms."

    Mu Qingyi clenched her silver teeth, this guy thought of who Mu Qingyi was, it was damning.

    Despite this, Mu Qingyi did not stop and continued walking to the open space, dancing with her long sleeves.

    Chen Jiu sat there drinking tea, with no waves in his eyes.

    After the tea was cold, Mu Qingyi finished her dance and sat down opposite Chen Jiu.

    "What kind of dance is this?" Chen Jiu glanced at Mu Qingyi and had to say that Mu Qingyi's dance was quite good.

    ¡°Dancing in colorful clothes and feathers,¡± Mu Qingyi said after taking a sip of tea.

    Chen Jiu was stunned. He didn't expect that Mu Qingyi's dance had the same name as the dance in his hometown in his previous life. It's just that Chen Jiu had never seen the colorful and feathered dance in his hometown.

    "It's actually a dance of colorful clothes and feathers. I've heard people talk about the dance of colorful clothes and feathers before, but I haven't seen it. I don't know that you dance it differently."

    Mu Qingyi smiled softly: "There is only one kind of neon dress and feather dance in this world. They all have the same origin. Even if there are differences, they will not be too big."

    Chen Jiu looked at the bright moon outside the window: "It's different. Your colorful feather dance is just beautiful, but the colorful feather dance in our hometown has a rich artistic conception that your colorful feather dance doesn't have."

    "Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Chen to actually know how to dance. Then Mr. Chen, can you tell me about the dance in your hometown?"

    Chen Jiulue pondered for a while, his eyes blurred and said: "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is rich. If it weren't for the jade mountains, I would see Xiang Yaotai, the moon is red, the branches are red, the dew is fragrant** Wushan is heartbroken and asks the Han Palace who seems to pity Feiyan Yixin.  The famous flowers fall in love with each other, the king looks at it with a smile and explains that the spring breeze is bound to hate the agarwood pavilion leaning against the railing in the north."

    "What a beautiful poem. Mr. Chen is so talented in literature. Listening to the lyrics, I know that the dance music must be beautiful. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it."

    Chen Jiu looked at the tea leaves in the teacup: "Your colorful and feathery dance is not bad, but the artistic conception is not enough. It feels like copying a gourd and painting a ladle."

    "Looking at the gourd and painting the scoop, this word sounds interesting." Mu Qingyi took a deep breath and chewed it with silver teeth. Not only did this guy look down on herself, but he also said that his most proud dance was to follow the gourd and paint the scoop. It's really  Think of throwing a glass of water in his face.

    However, Mu Qingyi was worthy of being a well-known Baihua Loutou brand. She had never seen any strange guests, so she still talked to Chen Jiu calmly.

    Chen Jiu put down the tea cup: "Why does the girl in Tsing Yi think of Yuzhou?".

    ¡°It¡¯s not up to me to decide where I, the top leader of Baihualou, go. I will go wherever the organization asks me to go. I, a weak woman, cannot decide my own destiny.¡±

    Chen Jiu listened without comment, watched the tea boiling again and moved his palm slightly.

    Mu Qingyi looked at Chen Jiu's broken arm: "It's a pity that the young master has lost his arm. I do have good pills here that can help the young master recover."

    Chen Jiu looked at Mu Qingyi with a smile but not a smile. He was trying to be courteous for nothing, but he was either a traitor or a thief: "Someone in a box just said this to me, and his finger was cut off."

    Mu Qingyi blinked, as if she didn't understand. She really didn't know how treating Chen Jiu's injuries was related to cutting off his fingers.

    "The guy was so confident that he wanted to cure my arm, but he failed. He was so embarrassed that he thought his elixir was fake, so he cut off his finger to see if the elixir was real.  of".

    Mu Qingyi moved her hands lightly: "What about the result?".

    "The result is naturally that the elixir is real."

    "If it's true, then why hasn't your wound healed?"

    "How did I know?" Chen Jiu shook his head and sighed with a look on his face.  (To be continued)
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