No matter whether everyone was crying because of Yan Wu's tiptoe and spinning motion, he thought he was about to fall off.

Maybe he knocked over the wine glass in his hand because of Yan Wu's smile.

Or maybe he exclaimed in a low voice with the people around him.

Jiang Xingzhi sat there, never raising his eyes from beginning to end, and the expression on his face was calm and not loose at all.

The Buddhist beads in his hand were rotating one by one, and the rhythm was neither fast nor slow, just like his heart, his heart was as calm as water, without any ripples.

The prince stared at Jiang Xingzhi like this.

Staring at him, sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head and went to see everyone present again.

These men, looking at the red clothes on the platform, were filled with desires that the men could not hide.

The greedy and obscene expression made the prince's hand tightly hold the wine glass.

A song of immortals flying outside the sky fell with the sound of silk and bamboo.

Yan Wu on the umbrella lightly tapped his toes, stepped on an umbrella and fell to the ground, saluting the emperor with a blessed body.

"Father, my son is ugly."

"Come here quickly." The emperor waved to her with a kind look on his face: "I haven't seen Awu dance for many days, and this dance skill has improved again."

Yan Wu smiled and was blessed: "I dare not, but the concubine has been here to support her and dance, and is willing to be a green leaf to set off the child's minister, so that the child's minister will be praised by his father."

The concubine, who was completely incredible among the beautiful dancers, was named and wanted to find a hole to crawl into it, but she had to slow down her body.

The emperor also smiled and waved to the imperial concubine: "Thank you for your hard work, come here quickly and sit beside me."

If it were on weekdays, the imperial concubine would definitely be happy to attend, but today she did not wear her imperial concubine's court uniform. Such a bland dancer's uniform made her very unnatural.

But the emperor said that she couldn't say that she would change her clothes first...

I was reluctant to do so, so I could only respond well and head to the emperor.

The emperor Chao Yan Wu introduced the envoys of the Western Xia.

Yan Wu turned around and greeted these people with a smile.

She smiled generously, ignoring the lustful gazes of the Western Xia envoys when they looked at her.

After a smile, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Xingzhi.

"Buddha, is the dance I just danced beautiful?"

Her voice was cute and she had a little bit of a little daughter's posture.

Although the Western Xia envoy was dissatisfied with her ignoring herself, when she saw her pretty appearance, she shouted: "It looks good, the dance the princess is good, and the people are even better."

Yan Wu giggled.

She smiled and looked at Jiang Xingzhi again: "Fuzi, do you think the dance I just danced is good?"

Everyone at the table thought Jiang Xingzhi would not reply.

The emperor was about to smile and let Yan Wu sit next to him to resolve the embarrassment of his daughter.

Jiang Xingzhi opened his eyes at this time, and he looked at Yan Wu calmly.

"nice."

His voice is like a light hit by pearls and jade, and it is also like a Sanskrit sound, and it sounds nicely like a sound falling from the nine heavens.

Therefore, although many people cannot understand his teachings on Buddhism, they all rush to listen to his preaching just to listen to his voice.

When Yan Wu heard this, his smile became deeper.

She continued: "Although the Buddha's son is a Buddhist son, he has traveled around the world since he was a child and has seen all kinds of things in the world, but he still cannot become a Buddha. What is the reason for the Buddha's son?"

Jiang Xingzhi raised his eyes slightly and stared at Yan Wu.

This time, his eyes became much more serious: "I have not become a Buddha because this world needs me more."

Everyone was slightly moved by his compassionate heart.
Chapter completed!