As the fledgling Xiaodong King, Han Jian knew very well that he should be low-key. It would be better to remain silent when attending a banquet today. He would leave the scene, sacrifice to the sky, and receive the seal, and then he could return to Jiangdu to live his happy life as a young prince.

But low-key has never been Han Jian's style. If you cannot show your playboy habits in front of these nobles, how can you reassure the queen and other vassal kings to be sure that he is not a big trouble? If you do not show your indignation towards the "revenge of killing your father" by the Southern Qi people, you will be criticized by the royalists for "secret meeting" with Zhu Tongjing in Qingyuefang, how can you get out of it?

Han Jian seemed to be very nonsense and unaware of the occasion, but he thought carefully. He thought that he always wore a pair of pants with the queen, you wore pants legs, and I wore pants legs, and everyone was with each other.

Han Jian's move made the atmosphere present a little awkward again. The Wei ministers thought that even if they gave Qi a warning, they would not be able to prevent Qi from coming to Taiwan while maintaining the face of the country. Unexpectedly, Xiaodong King jumped out, and everyone looked at Han Jian, who was looking "unclear".

Cui Mingli quickly pulled Han Jian's sleeve and signaled him to stop. However, Han Jian directly shook off Cui Mingli's hand and walked out of the case under the gaze of everyone. He seemed to question Zhu Tongjing, and also seemed to be mourning, and said loudly: "My father has been south for sixteen years, and his corpse has not returned yet. Whenever he hears the sound of partridges, he always asks each other, how can his father's soul be? How can he?"

Han Jian's voice seemed to be reciting poetry, and he seemed to be crazy. Finally, he stared at Zhu Tongjing and raised questions. This was the first time Han Jian showed up in a political public scene, and he came out in a state of silly and semi-crazy.

Zhu Tongjing was surprised at the beginning. Why did this kid suddenly go crazy? He insisted on calculating his father here regardless of the occasion? He thought again that this kid had ulterior motives, and was retaliating against his intentional approach to the Tingwei Mansion in Qingyuefang.

"Does this kid really have such a vicious heart and such a courage? Or is there any expert behind the scenes' guidance?" Zhu Tongjing became increasingly unable to see through.

Finally, Zhu Tongjing just smiled and shook the folding fan, turning his face to the side, as if he didn't hear it.

Cui Mingli quickly walked out and accused the emperor of crime, "Your Majesty, the little prince makes a mistake after drinking, please do not blame him."

When everyone heard Cui Mingli's far-fetched reason, they thought, just now the meal started, and they were already drunk before they could toast the first glass of wine?

The queen still stood there, smiled faintly, and said, "The King of the East has laid the foundation for my Great Wei Dynasty. I have never returned to the southern expedition. I will respect each other in the second cup. The King of the Xiaodong remembers his deceased father's heart. I will not blame you."

Han Jian was very aware of it, so he quickly turned around and bowed, saying, "Thank you Your Majesty."

After saying that, Han Jian walked back to his desk, poured a glass of wine, and followed everyone to offer wine to the old Dongwang.

After the ceremony, Han Jian sat down with everyone, with an expression that he had nothing to do, as if he had not done the previous thing. Han Jian's emotional contrast made Cui Mingli, who was sitting with him, also surprised and puzzled, not to mention Yang Ronger, who always wanted to not look at him but couldn't help but look at him.

After three rounds of wine, the sound of court rituals and music started, and it was time for the performance of court dance. The dancers of the palace were dressed in cloud uniforms and formed a petal shape, and then danced gracefully. With the beautiful palace rituals, the beautiful figures of these dancers were also revealed. Most of the people present were men, either stroking their beards and smiling lightly, or squinting their eyes, and they were staring intently.

However, Han Jian was not interested in this palace dance. He mainly paid attention to the reactions of everyone present, among which Zhu Tongjing was particularly observed. At this time, Zhu Tongjing smiled proudly, as if he looked down on the performance of the dancer in front of him.

Han Jian thought in a narrow mind that if Zhu Tongjing had dressed up as a woman, she might be more graceful and charming than the dancers on the field, but I don’t know if she would dance.

The palace dance performance ended soon, and the dancers stepped down, and there were some cheers. In Han Jian's opinion, this also shows that the relationship between the monarch and the ministers was harmonious, and the officials were not restrained in front of the queen.

As the host of this banquet, Yu Huacheng stood up and praised the dancer before. As he spoke, he talked about it and told him, he was very flattering. Perhaps he felt that he had been choked in front of Zhu Tongjing and lost points in front of the queen, so he deliberately found an opportunity to win back the city.

"Envoy Qi, how is the dance of a woman in the Great Wei Dynasty?" Yu Huacheng turned around and asked Zhu Tongjing aggressively.

Han Jian glanced at the queen, who seemed to be talking to the two princes in a leisurely manner, but did not interrupt Yu Huacheng. However, Han Jian sighed in his heart. Yu Huacheng seemed to have no experience in communicating with foreign envoys. Isn’t this obviously derogatory?

Sure enough, when Zhu Tongjing heard this, he smiled faintly and said, "It's not worthy of the eyes, it's not worthy of the eyes!"

If an ordinary envoy comes in kind, it is considered etiquette to praise him casually, but Zhu Tongjing is not an "ordinary envoy". His purpose of coming was to be a peace talk, but obviously he had other plans. His words caused an uproar in the officials present. He had said a few disrespectful words to the queen before, but he did not respond so much.

A sound of "crazy gangster" and "frog in the well" sounded in the noise. Han Jian deliberately paid attention to the queen sitting on the main seat. Although the queen stopped talking to the two princes, she still had a friendly smile on her face without any anger.

It was still the emperor who was calm and composed. Han Jianxin said.

Yu Huacheng looked ashamed and angry, as if the ancestral tomb had been dug up. Just as he was about to break out, Zhu Tongjing shook his folding fan and continued, "Even my two followers, the dance posture is better than that of your Wei Dynasty's vulgar fans."

Everyone couldn't help but look at the two followers standing behind Zhu Tongjing. Han Jian had seen these two men in Qingxu Yashe and Qingyuefang before. They were all in men's outfits, one of them was undoubtedly a man, and the other, Han Jian had also suspected that she was dressed as a man, but Han Jian was not sure.

Han Jian was as confused as those present, thinking to himself, are the men in Qi Dynasty all good at dancing?

When Yu Huacheng saw this, he was obviously a satirical dancer of the Wei Dynasty. Even the men of Qi were not as good as those of the Qi people. Although this book was incomparable, he breathed a sigh of relief and said immediately: "Well, I need to compare it?"

Han Jianxin shouted: "I'm out of trouble again!"

Zhu Tong smiled and said, "My two followers practice swords on weekdays. Although the sword skills are not excellent, they practice light sword dance. This is the palace of the Wei Dynasty, so don't compete to avoid the sword without eyes hurting the harmony."

Only then did the people present understand what Zhu Tongjing was going to say when he turned a big bend. He said that the follower's dance was graceful, but he wanted to show that his follower's sword skills were good and that the Wei Dynasty could not match. Such sarcasm was also to inspire the Wei people to compete on the spot. Originally, it was not surprising that there were casualties and injuries in the battle between the sword, but if the queen was present, if she really gave Qi people a sword, the other party was an assassin. Under the guise of fighting, the assassination was actually true, and even the queen would be in danger.

Everyone felt that Zhu Tongjing was "wolf ambition" and was also scared.

What if the Queen really deserves it?

But at this moment, the queen said lightly: "Since that's the case, give me a sword!"

All the officials present were shocked, and Yu Huacheng quickly saluted and said, "Your Majesty, you must not."

"What's wrong with Qi Ren Jianwu?" The Queen said sternly, then glared at Yu Huacheng fiercely, shouted, "Get off!"

Yu Huacheng wanted to die, so he had to retreat aside.

Then the palace guards handed the two long swords to the eunuch Lu Shaokun. Lu Shaokun walked forward with two swords tremblingly. Zhu Tongjing waved his hands to the two followers behind him. They stepped forward, each carrying a sword.

Thinking that the two followers were about to dance with swords, Zhu Tongjing stood up and said, "Can you borrow a bamboo flute and use it?"

No one present understood what he was going to do, so the queen nodded and said, "Accurate!"

The word "Empress" is equivalent to an order. The person in charge of the court rituals and music will immediately prepare the bamboo flute, and even if it is stealing or robbing, it will be sent immediately. The bamboo flute is not popular in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it is only available in the palace music room. This thing may not be found elsewhere.

Soon, a bamboo flute was sent to Wucheng Hall and handed to Zhu Tongjing. Zhu Tongjing held the bamboo flute in his left hand and his right hand was like stroking his beloved woman. He sighed: "A good flute, no one knows it."

Han Jianxin thought that Zhu Tongjing was really troublesome.

Zhu Tongjing put the bamboo flute in front of his lips and blew a sound softly. It immediately felt like the solemn and killing wind. The people present felt a sensation and coldness, and even their clothes became tighter. Soon, the tone turned quiet and ethereal, as if it were beyond the sound of nature.

With the sound of Zhu Tongjing's flute, his two followers began to dance swords, as if they were dismantling each other, or as if "sisters" were playing with swords. Suddenly, the two of them stood on tiptoe and danced swords in a way similar to ballet that Han Jian knew.

"Ballet sword technique?" Han Jian immediately thought that this sword technique looked gorgeous, but at best it was just a fancy style. No wonder Zhu Tongjing said that his two followers were just good-looking Jianwu, and his sword technique was not outstanding.

Han Jian initially thought this should be the case, because he could not see the composition and sword posture from this sword dance, which was very different from the one he observed when Xiao Xiliu's dance. Xiao Xiliu hides the sword technique in the dance, and wants to hide it deeper, but these two people dance with sword technique, which is gorgeous but not real.

But Han Jian looked carefully for a while and felt that these two followers were clever and concealed. The sword techniques of their two were far from being as fancy as they looked on the surface, and there were always some turning points in the sword techniques. From this point alone, Han Jian judged that the two had been immersed in the sword techniques for at least ten or even decades.
Chapter completed!