Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Perhaps because Guo Shao still retains the values ​​of modern society, he spoke directly about the exchange of interests. Because in his senses, acts of mutual benefit and mutual exploitation are, if not noble, at least understandable.

But Mrs. Chen's words made him a little uncomfortable: "No need, General Guo. Even if the concubine does not have any benefits, I am willing to help you with this favor."

"Oh?" Guo Shao was thinking about what to say, and inadvertently made a slightly puzzled voice.

Although, even if he didn't say anything, he would give her some convenience in the officialdom when she needed it. After all, Guo Shao and the prime ministers of the DPRK and China were acquaintances, so it was easy to put pressure on some middle and low-level civil officials at the central and local levels;

Regardless of etiquette, he couldn't help observing Mrs. Chen's expression again, but he couldn't read her.

Her bright eyes may not be blinded by interests and reality, so they can remain clear. Or maybe she is taking a long-term view and making long-term investments? Guo Shao couldn't understand her at all, her beautiful and clean face was very confusing.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen's eyes showed some grief and sadness, and she faintly gave Guo Shao the illusion of iron and blood; because her voice was clear and pleasant, but it was very rhythmic and powerful, with a sharp edge. "The Khitan people are unreasonable and reckless. They think that we southerners (Han) are weak and deceitful, and that merchants are not even human beings. They disregard morality and kill and humiliate innocent people. I despise them and hate them to death!"

She raised her head and said: "Yes, the businessman can't do anything to those Khitan people who consider themselves nobles in Liao Kingdom, and a concubine as a woman can't avenge her husband. But the elite cavalry soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty can make them pay the price and make them regret it!

The concubine was willing to spend money to support the Northern Expedition, even if she lost her entire family. I am more willing to invest material and financial resources to do my best for the Northern Expedition. This is not only a matter of the generals of the Zhou army, but also the punishment of the people of the world. The general led the soldiers to fight bloody battles with my enemies. If we were stingy with a little money, then even I would look down on myself. "

Mrs. Chen turned to look at Guo Shao, and said: "General Guo wants to find out about the military situation of the Liao Kingdom. I don't want anything in return, and I will try my best to help. If General Guo is short of military expenses, I will try my best to get a few families to donate. There is no need for any exchange. I just want to have our Jiangnan merchants in your achievements in conquering the Liao Kingdom. It can be regarded as revenge."

Guo Shao was moved when he heard this, and he cupped his hands and said: "Mrs. Chen is a real hero among women! I don't know how much more generous than that man."

He really admired the woman's insight and courage from the bottom of his heart. Merchants don't have to care about righteousness for the sake of profit. Thinking about the wealthy merchants in the late Ming Dynasty, when the country was in danger, they sent a large number of scarce supplies to the enemy country; compared to Mrs. Chen, they should be ashamed.

Mrs. Chen bent down to perform the salute and said: "I have limited physical strength, and I just wait for General Guo to return from the Northern Expedition with a great victory, so as to live up to the expectations of the common people."

Guo Shao became emotional for a while, puffed up his chest and said: "Guo, dare not fight the enemy and serve the country with all your strength?"

The two fought fiercely again, and because of the speculation in the conversation, they talked happily for a while. Even if there is only tea and no fine wine during the banquet, you may not be able to get drunk with wine, and you can be intoxicated without wine.

However, Mrs. Chen did not ignore her old friend Yang, and chatted with her about rhythm and dance from time to time. At this moment, Mrs. Chen said: "When Emperor E was compiling "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song" in Yangzhou, I was moved by it, and changed a neon clothes and feather clothes dance by myself. A few days ago, I also prepared a lot. If General Guo and Madam Yang have a good mood, how about I make a fool of myself today?"

Yang looked at Guo Shao and said with a smile: "It is said that Mrs. Chen dances beautifully. Even I have never seen it. Mr. Lang has a good eye today."

Guo Shao also hurriedly echoed: "Then it's a great honor for us to watch it."

He didn't know much about the singing and dancing of this era, but since Mrs. Chen wants to dance, can he stop him and say he doesn't want to watch it? You have to pretend to be very interested, and Mrs. Chen has a good figure and posture, so she treats it as a beautiful woman... In fact, Guo Shao just watched beautiful women when he watched singing and dancing, just like the programs when he was received by the Prince of Wei's Mansion and when he was received by the local festival handsome.

Chen Jiali stood up, folded her hands in front of her belly, bent her knees and said, "General Guo, Mrs. Yang, I will go inside and change clothes later."

Guo Shao nodded and said, "Please."

She turned around and walked slowly through the small door where the tea was brought in. Guo Shao and others were sitting outside waiting, he turned to Jing Niang and said: "Jing Niang also come and sit down, aren't you tired from standing?"

Jing Niang replied bluntly: "I just like to stand, it's comfortable to stand."

Guo Shao was speechless, and exchanged glances with Yang Shi.

Without Mrs. Chen, this hall really means nothing. The furnishings are simple and monotonous, the colors are very dull, and the only thing left is that it is very clean; it does not seem to be the residence of a rich woman with a lot of money. Mrs. Yang was wearing a red-purple silk dress, which seemed a bit abrupt in such a dim and monotonous house at the moment, and did not match the environment.

Not long after, some women in white clothes came in with props. They first spread carpets on the floor, and then placed some drum-like things of different sizes on the carpets. They also placed some gongs and other musical instruments on both sides of the hall. Then they brought musical instruments and knelt down beside them. There were Hengqin, harp, pipa, playing flutes, Xiao, and wind instruments with many pipe combinations. Guo Shao didn't know what they were at all.

An elderly woman at the front looked sideways slightly and nodded slightly. The sound of silk and bamboo orchestral sounded in the hall, and then gradually faded away. Guo Shao was enjoying the music when he saw Mrs. Chen coming out of the door in a long white silk dress, dressed just like Chang'e. Her waist was tied with a belt, making her look very graceful and flexible, but the belt on her body was very long, especially the sleeves were very long.

The outside is a flowing shawl and skirt, but the inside dance dress is very tight, showing her figure roughly. That figure is incredible, tight and flexible, without even a trace of excess fat, but it just happens to be able to express the curvature of the woman's lines without too much or too little. The whole person is slender and graceful.

She didn't wear shoes, and wrapped her feet in plain white socks. She walked gracefully to the hall and saluted the above: "This concubine made a fool of herself, and made General Guo laugh."

Guo Shao sat up straight with great interest, ready to take advantage of "watching" the dance to appreciate her appearance and figure. Girls with a certain status usually don't show their faces when they dance. If it's not for that person, they won't have a chance to see it.

...But soon Guo Shao involuntarily gave up his original intention of only admiring her beauty!

In an instant, she was seen jumping lightly onto a drum in the middle like a fairy, and the melody of the orchestra next to it changed accordingly, and began to chase her footsteps.

"Dang!" The long sleeve flicked in the air, and flew to the small golden gong next to it like a flash of lightning, and there was a clear and crisp sound; then the sleeve and skirt immediately turned into white clouds in the air, turning into the image of a fairyland. Her body is graceful and graceful as she spins, her steps are very rhythmic, and her white feet step on the drum to make "dongdongdong" drum music; there is also a golden bell on her ankle, which is an accompaniment when it shakes.

From time to time, there are almost only gray, black, and white halls that seem to be blooming in an instant, and they are so colorful and gorgeous! It seems that the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras of singing, dancing and peace is heard all over the world. There is no smoke, but clouds and smoke permeate the senses out of thin air, like being in a moon palace or a Qionglou in the clouds.

Sometimes it is hurried, but the flexible waist and movements imply strength, there is no sense of softness, but it is full of thriving rhythm. The sound of drums, golden gongs, and bells are integrated in a rapid rhythm, like a symphony. She combined several sounds into music by herself, but she also had to match the beautiful visuals of the movements. Even Guo Shao, a layman, could understand the difficulty... Especially the bells on the ankles, they would ring randomly if the steps were slightly disturbed.

Her soft long sleeves are sometimes a sword; her graceful dancing posture is sometimes a strike that seems to be extremely lethal. A soul-stirring breath and power flowed in the music and dance, and the continuous ups and downs never stopped.

The sound of drums and gongs reminded Guo Shao of the brave fights on the battlefield, the majestic atmosphere, and the shouts resounded through the sky! But when he took a closer look, there was only one person in front of him, dancing alone! Rather than thousands of troops.

The tenderness is so gentle, affectionate and elegant, but the passion is so full of the roar of gold and iron horses.

Guo Shao's eyes widened. It turns out that dancing is not just for professionals. In the past, even if he watched the singing and dancing in the wealthy and prominent Prince Wei's Mansion, he always felt that there was something lacking and made people drowsy. He thought that the singing and dancing of this era was nothing more than that... Now he knows that there are some wonderful things that maybe even the emperor can't see. Such skills can only be expressed in one word: dick.

In this hall, there are thousands of troops and horses lying in ambush within a hundred miles. It seems that thousands of spring flowers have been gathered together, and it is also like three thousand beauties gathered together. Countless fireworks are bursting and blooming, and the countless colors are so rich that it makes people feel like in a dream...

After an unknown amount of time, her figure gradually slowed down along with the music, gradually stopping. Only then did Guo Shao come to his senses. When he looked at it, there was hardly any color here, even Mrs. Chen's clothes were plain white.

He had a feeling of not knowing where he was, and suspected that he had sleepwalked to many places just now.

Guo Shao sat there like an idiot, unable to utter a sound for a long time, his worship-like eyes fixed on Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen came up, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her face was exhausted, her small mouth was slightly open, panting, and she looked at Guo Shao with a smile. Seeing how tired she was, Guo Shao finally came to his senses. The dance just now was a strenuous physical exercise. This woman's physical strength is really good. Thinking about how her shoulders were sore when she went to the battlefield and pulled the bow ten times, she was able to dance so fast for so long.

"This... this..." Guo Shao wanted to say a few words of praise. But what?

The tranquility was restored in the hall, and the colorful colors regained the coldness, tranquility, monotony, and bleakness, as if nothing had happened. Guo Shao also almost forgot what he saw, because he didn't see it very clearly, but his heart was still "thumping", as if he had also followed a big circle, and his blood was rushing to supply oxygen to the cells of his body.