Chapter 171 Go to the Black Armor Army
The queen asked the participating girls and boys to draw lots to decide the order, and then began the performance.
Chi Songtao watched the young eunuch approach him with the tray for drawing lots and thought that the eunuch had recognized the wrong person.
“I didn’t sign up.”
The young eunuch quickly checked the list and said, "Prince, you are on the list."
Chi Songtao found it strange at first, but when he saw Chen Kuan winking at him, he knew without hesitation that it was he who signed him up.
Chen Kuan had already opened the note in his hand, which read:
So he said to the young eunuch, "He doesn't need to draw lots, he can perform with me."
The little eunuch listened to the conversation and went to someone else's side.
Chi Songtao wanted to call him, but it was too late.
"What should I perform with you?"
Chen Kuan likes fighting and killing, he is a man of letters, it would be strange if they could perform together.
"Can you play the piano or do calligraphy?"
In his opinion, not many of the six arts of a gentleman could be performed in the palace.
Chen Kuan was very annoyed by these flowery things.
"I say, Prince Chi, even if you are in a bad mood, you shouldn't make personal attacks."
"Forget it. I am a magnanimous person and I won't bother with you."
Then he said seriously:
"I dance with the sword, and you beat the drum."
Chi Songtao pointed at his nose in disbelief: "Me? Beating the drum?"
Even if Chen Kuan was very careful, he could still see the resistance in her eyes.
"Yes... yes, beating the drums will create more momentum."
Chi Songtao drank a glass of wine in a depressed mood: "I would like to, but can I beat him?"
Chen Kuan believed in his small body, but he himself definitely didn't believe it!
Chen Kuan did not even bother to hide his contempt for him.
"I told you to practice martial arts, but you just wouldn't listen, acting like a gigolo. I'm telling you, if you find a fierce woman in the future, you won't even be able to beat your wife."
Chi Songtao refused to listen. He said beating the drum was impossible as it was disrespectful to the civilized society.
His eyes swept over Yun Yuyan, but Yun Yuyan only had the Regent in her eyes.
He lowered his head and took another sip of the wine.
He thought he should really give up.
Chen Kuan snatched the wine glass from him: "Don't give up, I'm counting on you later. If you get drunk, who will I turn to?"
Watch him and don't let him drink anymore.
Chi Songtao was unhappy that he couldn't drink wine, but he also knew that he couldn't get drunk. If he behaved improperly in front of the emperor, he would be in trouble.
It will also implicate Chen Kuan.
The performance began. Chen Kuan borrowed a spear from the imperial guard and nodded towards Chi Songtao.
Although Chi Songtao lacked strength, he still knocked.
The sound of the war drum is very penetrating, bang...
Exciting!
Everyone's attention was attracted by Chen Kuan who was dancing with a spear in the center of the hall.
The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and the spear tassel swirled like a lively flame.
His figure is as straight as a pine tree, he turns and shakes the gun in one go, and every exertion of force is accompanied by the sound of a tiger roaring in the wind. The audience seems to be on the battlefield, their blood ignited by the fierce momentum.
The tip of the gun flashed with cold light, sometimes stabbing like lightning, sometimes tumbling like a dragon. Each move was full of power, making people dazzled.
Bai Qinghuan's blood boiled as well. She had dreamed of traveling the world with a sword since she was a child, but unfortunately she had a heart disease and that didn't allow her to do so.
Who would have thought that after traveling to ancient times, I still had no talent for martial arts. I really wasn't destined to do that.
She gets excited when she sees someone who is good at martial arts.
I fantasized that it was her who was dancing with the gun!
With a move, Chen Kuan stood with his gun in hand, and his aura instantly condensed.
“Nice gun!”
The young gentlemen who also loved martial arts couldn't help but cheer loudly.
The emperor was also infected by Chen Kuan's aura and put down his wine glass: "Well, this is the great man of Dongxi, there is a reward!"
Chen Kuan knelt down to express his gratitude, but his eyes were looking at the Regent expectantly.
Chi Ming also noticed Bai Qinghuan's excitement, and then looked at Chen Kuan. The young man's immature face was really an eyesore.
"On the battlefield, what matters is the ability to kill. Fancy moves are not important."
The gun Chen Kuan used just now looked good and had a good look, but it was not that practical.
Chen Kuan received comments from the Regent, and even though he was criticized, he was as happy as a child.
"Thank you, Regent, for your advice. I will practice diligently and go to the battlefield as soon as possible to fight for Dongxi."
His words were so powerful that his father, General Chen, was very relieved and even wiped his eyes with his sleeves.
"My Chen family has successors."
Chi Ming knew that at Chen Kuan's age, his martial arts skills were already quite good.
"When the New Year begins, you will report to the Black Armor Army. Are you willing?"
Chen Kuan was dumbfounded. The Xuanjia Army had always been the place he dreamed of. Did the Regent allow it?
Pie in the sky?
He looked up at the sky and could only see the roof of the hall.
Chi Ming didn't say anything for a long time, and his face turned cold: "If you don't want to, then leave."
As a best friend, Chi Songtao knew that Chen Kuan wanted to join the Xuanjia Army in his dreams, so he quickly stepped forward and woke him up: "Why don't you thank me quickly."
Chen Kuan suddenly woke up from his dream, and his knees bent, making a loud noise on the carpet.
"Thank you for your grace, Your Highness. I will definitely study hard."
"And you."
Chi Songtao suddenly looked up: "Me?"
"Chi Songtao, you are going to the Xuanjia Army too."
Chi Ming did not forget that his sister said Bai Qinghuan had been to Prince Qingping's mansion several times, and Chi Songtao did not have an engagement yet.
Chi Songtao was sure that the Regent was talking to him.
"Your Majesty, I do not know how to fight."
The Regent said without giving any room for refusal: "You should learn only if you don't know how to do it."
"You two have three months to complete this task. If you fail the Xuanjia Army's assessment, you will quit."
Chen Kuan was very excited. He was confident: "Yes."
Chi Songtao was almost crying and looked at the Prince of Qingping and his wife for help.
But the two turned a blind eye to it, thinking that their son really needed some exercise. He was too thin and didn't look like a man at all.
The prince gave him a helpless look, while the princess gave him a look that told him to wish him well.
Prince Qingping even stood up to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the opportunity to exercise."
Chi Songtao felt that he was really unlucky today, and all the bad things were caused by Chen Kuan.
"I..."
Chen Kuan covered her mouth and took her away to comfort her.
The second person to come on stage was Yun Yuyan, and the palace maids had already set up the piano table.
The woman sat in front of a carved pear wood musical instrument table, her figure as graceful as a willow, her eyebrows lowered, her red lips slightly pursed.
She plucked the strings of the zither with her jade fingers. Her movements were graceful and smooth, and the sound of the zither was gentle and melodious, like the gurgling of a mountain spring, or the breeze in the woods blowing through the branches, gracefully leading people into a dreamlike world.
She was wearing a moon-white brocade dress, and the hairpins on her bun swayed gently with her movements.
At this moment, she was playing the piano attentively, her slender fingers dancing nimbly between the strings, sometimes softly, sometimes forcefully. The sound of the piano was sometimes as clear and pleasant as pearls falling on a jade plate, and sometimes as quiet and distant as orchids in a valley. The lingering sound made the people around her immersed in it, intoxicated.
There was a hint of affection in her eyes, her jade fingers slid slowly across the strings of the zither, the sound of the zither was like weeping and complaining, as if telling her thoughts.
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