Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 637 Dancing Princess vs Admiral Dongchang 2

Second floor.

The guard sitting by the fence watching the show frowned slightly and commented:

"Although Princess Changle has been divorced by His Majesty, she is from the royal family and has a noble status. Ordinary people would not have the guts to humiliate her."

After staying in the palace for a long time, what kind of intrigues and intrigues have you not seen?

The man who threw the money seemed to be the servant of a certain empress in the harem. After finally waiting for his enemy to hit the bottom, he naturally wanted to add insult to injury and step on him.

The man in black robe standing with his hands behind his hands locked his eyes on Quan Jiu.

"Looking at this posture, Princess Changle may be in trouble tonight."

"not necessarily."

The silent man in black robe suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as jade.

The guard looked astonished: "Sir, are you speaking for Princess Changle?"

"..."

………

First floor, dance floor.

Someone set a precedent, and the remaining brave people also started to boo, throwing money and banknotes on the stage.

Humiliating the superior princess was something that no one had dared to think about before.

Quan Jiu casually bent down to pick up the silver on the ground, showing no embarrassment or anger after being humiliated:

"Three hundred and twenty-five taels, you sirs are really generous."

Meng is a small country, and its economy is not very good. Many people do not have enough to eat, but these people spend a lot of money to have fun.

Aunt Liu was standing next to the stage. She was a little anxious when she saw this. She winked and asked her to start dancing quickly.

Meng Changxi is a princess and has been proficient in dancing since she was a child. Dancing is not difficult for her.

The problem is that this dance is too frivolous and is designed to please the benefactor. If a dignified princess of a country dances this obscene dance in public, within a day, she will become the laughing stock of the whole capital.

Quan Jiu put aside the banknotes and broken silver he picked up.

The sound of pipa and harp sounded at the same time, but she did not start dancing according to the originally rehearsed movements. Instead, she rolled up her sleeves and picked up the drumstick on the side.

"What is she going to do?!"

The handle of the drumstick was almost as thick as her wrist, so it would be difficult for an ordinary woman to hold a drumstick in one hand.

The girls accompanying her were also surprised, curious about her actions, but did not dare to stop.

"Boom——!"

A dull drum beat.

"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-!"

The rhythm of the drum gradually became heavier and faster, and the originally light drum beat became harder and harder. People in the audience originally thought that she was just beating the drum randomly to vent her anger, but after listening for a few seconds, someone in the audience was startled.

"It's Luoyang War Drum!"

The people in the audience looked at each other, and all thought of a piece of history.

When the late emperor was still young, there were days when he was very high-spirited.

He single-handedly broke into the enemy's camp, led an army of 100,000 people to break through the defense line of an army of 500,000 people, and took back the fallen city of Luoyang from the enemy's hands.

Unfortunately, at the end of the 100,000-strong army, only a few 2,000 people remained.

It is said that during that battle, the late emperor personally sounded the war drum in order to boost morale, and it was this war drum that he played.

In order to commemorate this famous battle in which a small number defeated a large number, and also to seek a good omen, historians recorded the war drums that the late emperor beat at that time in a book, and named it Luoyang War Drums.

Over time, Luoyang war drums not only were used to praise the late emperor, but also became a symbol of courage.

Quanjiu did not have suitable clothes. When he was expelled from the palace, all the jewelry and clothes of the original owner were divided among the palace maids.

Aunt Liu prepared a lot of clothes for her, but they were all as frivolous and frivolous as before.

She didn't hesitate too much, so she found a maid's coarse cloth dress from Cuizhu's luggage and put it on.

The maid's clothes were without any decorations, plain white, made of the lowest quality linen, and had no style at all. It was just such an ordinary piece of clothing, worn by Quan Jiu, and she suddenly felt unyielding.

His character and cold pride.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

At first, the drum sound was only as loud as raindrops, but later, it exploded like thunder!

The pipa and konghou that were originally playing had stopped at some point, and the increasingly louder drums took over the dominant position, overpowering the lingering and melancholy sounds of silk and bamboo.

The sound of passionate war drums in the Baihua Building was an unnatural thing. The guests in the private rooms on the second floor opened the door, leaned on the railings on the second floor, and looked towards the platform on the first floor.

"Who is playing the drums?" someone was curious.

"Meng Changxi."

After hearing the answer, the person who asked the question looked sad.

Although the late emperor's political achievements were not as good as those of Chu Tuo, he loved the people like a son and made many contributions to the Meng Kingdom. The people still felt grateful and in awe of the late emperor in their hearts.

Hearing the war drums of Luoyang, the elderly people naturally recalled the feat of the late emperor who led his army to conquer Luoyang.

Almost all of the 100,000-strong army was wiped out. It is said that it was precisely because of this battle that the late emperor suffered from a disease in his right leg and was never able to fight against the enemy again.

"Now that the late emperor's body is still cold, it would be a bit too much for His Majesty to treat the princess of the previous dynasty like this..."

Someone looked at Quan Jiu's thin and firm back and couldn't help but speak for her.

After all, the late emperor did not do anything that harmed the people. The people grew up watching this princess of Changle. The princess was kind-hearted and charitable. From time to time, she sent people to give porridge to beggars outside the city. But now she was imprisoned.

Baihualou's humiliation will inevitably make people feel unbearable.

"Shh!"

When the accomplices on the side heard his desperate remarks, they immediately covered his mouth.

"There are some things that we just need to know in our hearts and don't say them out loud. This is a mess!"

The person whose mouth was covered looked helpless and sighed.

Royal affairs are beyond the control of ordinary people.

After the song ended, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Quan Jiu's forehead.

Drumming is a physical activity, and war drumming is even more so.

On the battlefield, the soldiers who beat the drums have to go through layers of selection and long-term training before they can beat the war drums with inspiring excitement.

This body has been accustomed to Jingui since he was a child, and it was too reluctant to play the war drum for the first time.

Throwing away the drumstick, Quan Jiu raised his eyes indifferently and looked around, without saying anything, he walked off the stage alone.

………

At the same time, the story of the former princess playing war drums in Baihua Tower quickly spread to the palace.

Chu Tuo was sitting in the imperial study room. When he heard the secret guard's report, he stopped reviewing the memorial and put the ink pen on the table.

"She is openly opposing me."

The secret guard lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Chu Tuo narrowed his long eyes and said, "That's all, that's all she can do. Get rid of the people who are watching her."

A woman who was thrown into Baihua Tower was not worth his time.

If he really attacks her because of this matter, it will only affect his reputation in the eyes of the people.

………

After Quan Jiu got off the stage, he ran away decisively. The thugs sent by Aunt Liu surrounded him at all levels, and they played hide and seek in Baihua Building.

"Over here!"

(End of chapter)