I heard that the general and the courtesan are a perfect match. (1)
The Prince's Mansion is particularly lively tonight.
Crown Prince Yuwen Hao, under the pretext of celebrating General Mo Heng's success, politely invited several princes and General Mo Heng to attend the celebration banquet he held in the Crown Prince's Mansion.
In the main hall, there were sounds of silk and bamboo, and clinking of glasses.
Several people dressed in gorgeous clothes and sitting in the upper seats are the princes of the current Great Xia Dynasty. They are all on the same side of the prince who are on good terms with the prince.
The man who should have been the protagonist of this celebration banquet, General Mo Heng, was sitting in the very end corner.
It wasn't that Crown Prince Yuwen Hao ignored Mo Heng, but that Mo Heng, a great general with a great reputation and widely loved by the people, chose to sit in the corner.
On the contrary, Yuwen Hao not only did not ignore Mo Heng, but instead wanted to please this natural god of war.
"General Mo, the banquet I'm hosting tonight is specially for you. If you don't sit in the main seat, people will think I'm being rude to you. How about this, you and Hong Zhuo switch seats, you sit next to me, and I can ask you for some advice on battlefield strategies?"
The prince, wearing a four-clawed dragon robe, sat at the head of the hall and spoke to Mo Heng in a respectful tone.
Yes, respectfully.
Even though he was the crown prince, he gave Mo Heng enough face.
The emperor has seven sons in total, and now they form two factions, led by the Crown Prince and Prince Duan.
Both parties regard gaining Mo Heng's support and admiration as a top priority.
It can almost be said that only those who obtain Mo Heng can climb to that supreme position.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I came here just to see my sister and have no intention of discussing matters of family and country."
The man was sitting in the corner, wearing a dark brocade robe. His tall and strong physique made him look handsome no matter how you looked at him.
However, when I looked up, the face I saw was not that handsome, because it was covered with a silver mask.
The cold silver mask covered most of his true appearance, and the only part exposed to the air was half of his cheek and a thin lip.
It is said that General Mo was born extremely ugly and could only appear in public wearing a mask.
No one has ever seen the face underneath Mo Heng.
Prince Yuwen Hao's face was filled with regret and disappointment. "I still want to ask the general for advice, but since the general is unwilling to discuss the battlefield tonight, I can't force him."
However, deep down Yuwen Hao just wanted to sneer.
This Mo Heng is really shameless.
He even dared to offend the prince!
"Your Highness, there is no need to feel sorry. After all, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Since General Mo does not want to talk about the battlefield tonight, why not..."
"Should we bring up the show we prepared earlier so that General Mo can relax?"
The one who proposed it was the Fourth Prince, who always followed the Crown Prince's lead.
He said this now as a preparation after discussing it with Yuwen Hao at the beginning.
The disappointment on the prince's face disappeared, and he put on a generous and decent smile. He replied, "Hong Zhuo is right. General Mo has suffered a lot outside. Now that he has just returned to the capital, it is time for him to relax."
Yuwen Hao waved his hand and said, "Come here, ask Master Fu Yue to come out and play a song for General Mo."
As soon as the name of Young Master Fu Yue was uttered, the expressions of several people in the hall changed, and a hint of expectation appeared in their eyes.
The name of Young Master Fu Yue, like Mo Heng, is known to almost everyone in the Daxia Dynasty.
It can even be said that compared to the great general Mo Heng who defends his country, Young Master Fu Yue is more popular with others... especially those like them who like romantic love.
When people thought that the prince was going to give such a stunning beauty to General Mo, they couldn't help but feel sorry in their hearts.
Even if that kind of person is not his own, he does not want to be taken away by someone like Mo Heng who is only good at wielding swords and guns and is extremely ugly.
However, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she cannot compare to a powerful country.
Otherwise, the prince would not have given Master Fu Yue to Mo Heng as a gesture of goodwill.
Everyone knows that it is useless to feel regretful and distressed, and they just hope to have the honor of witnessing Master Fu Yue's performance tonight.
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[Host, I have already conveyed the plot of this plane to you. Do you understand it? ? ]
Daisy asked thoughtfully.
Jiang Ye, "..."
It was a bit complicated and he didn't understand it all.
But at least he knew what was going to happen -
Prince Yuwen Hao used himself as bait, wanting to place himself next to Mo Heng, and then use himself to make Mo Heng his own.
From this, we can see how strong his power of temptation is in this plane.
Even the prince trusts him so much.
"Sir, I am not worthy of such a prestigious place, so I can only wait for you in the back hall. When you go to play, please be careful..."
After all, they are all royal relatives.
People in the royal family are like wolves, tigers and leopards, and they only see benefits.
"Ah Huai, don't worry, I'll be fine."
The one who warned Jiang Ye to be careful was the original body's personal servant, named Li Huai, who had been guarding Jiang Ye since he was a child.
Li Huai didn't know that his son Fu Yue was already a member of the Prince's Party. His purpose of coming to the Prince's Mansion was to obey the Prince's orders and seduce Mo Heng.
Jiang Ye knew that he was currently the most important chess piece of the prince, so he was sure that he would not be in any danger at the moment.
There is no danger...
There is a challenge.
Rumor has it that Mo Heng is not interested in women. Such a straight man is not even interested in women, let alone being seduced by him easily.
"Master Fuyue, the princes and generals are waiting in the front hall. If you are ready, hurry up... It would be bad if you keep the princes waiting for too long."
The servant who came to convey the prince's order urged Jiang Ye again.
Jiang Ye nodded, his voice cool, "Got it, please lead the way for me."
Li Huai looked nervous as he watched the man in white holding the zither and slowly walking away.
…
Led by his servants, Jiang Ye slowly walked into the hall where the banquet was being held.
In the hall, there were no red candles, but beautiful and luxurious glass lamps. The color of the glass lamps was very suitable for the skin, and Jiang Ye was stunned as soon as he walked in.
The man who walked in was tall and slender, as straight as a pine or bamboo. He was wearing a thin crescent-white gown that looked particularly soft, as if he would fall down in the wind.
Others say, "a weak willow swaying in the wind," and this is probably what it means.
Not only does he have a great figure that makes people unable to take their eyes off him, but his face is also the most beautiful and attractive in the world.
The woman in white had skin as white as jade and snow, smooth and clean as if it could be blown away. Her lacquered eyes seemed covered with a thin layer of mist, faintly emitting a clear and moving luster.
It's so clean to the extreme. There are such exquisite and delicate people in the world.
"I pay my respects to the Crown Prince and all the princes..."
The sound was also clear, like the sound of melted snow flowing slowly, ding-dong and clear. He paused, and his beautiful and delicate eyes looked accurately at the man sitting quietly in the corner.
"Meet General Mo as well."
Jiang Ye's eyes were fixed on Mo Heng in the corner.
When they met for the first time, he was of course curious about what that person looked like.
But what I saw was a face almost completely covered by a mask.
The silver mask exudes a cold, inhuman glow. The eyes beneath the mask are like those of a cold and unruly wolf, or an eagle looking down on everything.
In short, it is hard to be approached, and the indifference is deep in the bones.
In such an occasion, almost everyone, including the prince, looked at him with surprise and infatuation, except Mo Heng, who was so indifferent.
He is worthy of being his man. He is not the kind of person who is blinded by lust.
Even so, Jiang Ye still suppressed the thought that had arisen in his heart -
This bastard has no vision.
Mo Heng, are you blind?
"Everyone present here knows the reputation of Master Fu Yue. Fu Yue, you don't need to worry about those grand ceremonies, just play a song. General Mo has definitely never heard such a heavenly voice as yours on the frontier, so you must play well."
Crown Prince Yuwen Hao looked at the man in white below with a smile on his face, with a hint of meaningful suggestion in his eyes.
Jiang Ye naturally understood Yuwen Hao's actual meaning——
Let him perform well and make sure to defeat Mo Heng.
Jiang Ye nodded gently to the Smiling Tiger sitting in the main seat, then sat down gracefully, holding his zither.
His body and face were mainly facing the prince in the first seat, leaving only a profile to Mo Heng.
After all, too obvious and naked seduction often backfires and ruins the first impression.
Everyone knew that Master Fu Yue had a voice like heaven, and his piano skills were rare in the world. They held their breath, looking forward to Master Fu Yue's performance.
Only Mo Heng's eyes were calm and empty.
Even from his tightly pursed thin lips, one could see a hint of impatience, or even disdain.
Mo Heng came here to see his sister, not to waste time on meaningless flattery. Jiang Ye understood this.
It doesn’t matter, he believes in the charm of his own dimension.
After all, he is the...oiran of Jinyulou.
Suddenly, the first piano sound was heard in the hall.
Young Master Fu Yue slowly placed his fair and slender fingers on the guqin and gently plucked the strings.
A simple action, but it is very touching.
The tune of the music also slowly began to sound, like the sound of running water in the mountains, pure and pleasant, as if it could clear away all things in the world and make people's minds clear and peaceful.
The young man in white sat in the middle of the hall. The glass lights around him seemed to be eclipsed by his brilliance. His eyebrows were as stunning as those of a god, and his feathery eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his eyes, adding a beauty like a woman holding a pipa and half covering her face.
In the hall, there is the sound of piano music lingering around, but it seems so quiet, as if you are on the top of a snowy mountain, making you forget all the worldly things.
Finally, the piano music gradually disappeared.
Everyone wanted to stare a hole through the gorgeous person in the hall, and they were reluctant to look away.
Mo Heng came back to his senses from the piano music just now, and was surprised to find that even he was in a trance for a moment.
However, to his ears, the sound of the piano could not compare to the magnificent and exciting trumpets and drums outside the Great Wall, as well as the leaves blowing by the soldiers who missed their hometown that he occasionally heard.
The sound of a piano is nothing.