I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

It turned out that Liu Guang came on stage.

Like a ghost at night, she floated to the front of the stage, her black clothes vividly outlined her curves, and a large area of ​​white snow was exposed on her chest, which attracted people's imagination. The two straight legs are looming between the naked veil, and every step of the way hooks people's heartstrings.

The golden eyeliner on the eyes flew upwards, and when he turned his eyes, he looked like a beauty dressed as a goblin to seduce a scholar, while the golden pattern between the eyebrows added a bit of mystery, making the whole person feel erratic, and looked extremely unreal.

Liu Guang saluted everyone and sat on the prepared chairs.The lampshade of the copper lamp next to it was changed to blue, matching the night, which made people feel a sense of tension for no reason.

With a bang, the pipa sounded.

The sound of the pipa was so sudden that the crowd suddenly fell silent as if they were shocked.

Then a burst of majestic music came, like soldiers arrayed, drums sounded, extremely excited!

But for some reason, the pipa was played slowly and suddenly, as if it was a quiet night, and then suddenly, the mode changed.

nervous!nervous!nervous!

It's like the darkness before dawn!

You can't see anything clearly in the dark, but everyone knows that a big war is about to break out!

Moved!Someone moved!

The sound of killing came, and the people ambushing in the darkness swung their knives up.

When white blades meet, precious swords are broken, and the two armies frown to decide life and death.

The two armies clashed on the battlefield, and the fight was shocking!

Either win or lose on the battlefield.

The music gradually turns sad, the general is gone, and the eyes are full of sadness.

On the other side of the river are the people of the country.

But the general has no face to see Jiangdong's elders again.

The general felt sad, but he was powerless to bring it back. He could only draw his sword and slay himself, and shed tears on the Wujiang River.

The music stopped abruptly, and the song ended.

Quiet.

Extremely quiet.

People seem to have personally participated in this thrilling battle, and were buried beside the Wujiang River with the general.

No one expected that Liu Guang would play "House of Flying Daggers" at the Oiran Ceremony.This place should be a gentle town, and such a song should not appear.

But the streamer is so amazing that people are immersed in it without knowing it.

Suddenly, the crowd boiled, silk flowers flew all over the sky, applause and cheers resounded through South Street.

Zhao Yiqing also smiled and threw the silk flower on the stage, and turned to look at Mu Di, who knew that Mu Di had already burst into tears.

Zhao Yiqing suddenly felt distressed, this is a young and famous general, he should have lined up troops on the battlefield and shed blood, instead of being tortured by wind and moon in Beijing.

At the age of 20, he became famous in the first battle. At the age of 22, he took over Qizhou angrily, and was summoned back to Beijing to be rewarded with thousands of rewards.Then, he was locked in the capital because of his success and fame.Like a falcon with its feathers clipped, although it is still fierce, it cannot fly.

"Back then, if I could have made up my mind not to come back, I would have gritted my teeth and brought down all the thirteen prefectures." Mu Di closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I have no face to the people of Daxuan."

"General, I don't blame you." Ji Maocheng shook his head, and said something completely inconsistent with his usual words, "It's the people who are ignorant, and the ministers are doing nothing!"

Zhao Yiqing didn't know what to say at all, and he realized that he didn't know anything about the country of Daxuan.He only felt that the people had enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment. How could the people be so happy if the officials were ineffective?Even the entertainment industry is overdeveloped.

If you don't understand, you have to ask, so Zhao Yiqing very consciously asked what was in his heart.

Mu Di didn't speak, just drinking one glass after another.

Ji Maocheng was full of sarcasm, but Zhao Yiqing's indescribable anger was in his eyes. He suppressed his anger and said, "Go to an ordinary person and ask, no, you don't need an ordinary person, you go to find a scholar, a scholar who is second in the list. Go ask, ask them what they think about receiving the six states!"

Zhao Yiqing was stunned by Ji Maocheng's sudden anger, he had no idea why Ji Maocheng was so angry.

Seeing this, Jinbao whispered in Zhao Yiqing's ear: "Now everyone thinks it doesn't matter whether there are six states or not, and because the six states are quite poor because they are close to the border, everyone thinks it is even more unnecessary. But both Zhaocai and I support it. Master, support the general

. "

Now Zhao Yiqing has some ideas, Daxuan's attitude towards the six states is that it is possible but not necessary.

If the direction of public opinion is like this, Zhao Yiqing can roughly understand why Mu Di is so difficult.

But why is it such a public opinion orientation?Zhao Yiqing thought, according to Daxuan's national culture, the people shouldn't be like this, unless someone deliberately guides them.

Zhao Yiqing seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and suddenly raised his head and said, "General! It's..."

Before Zhao Yiqing finished speaking, Mu Di made a silent gesture to him, and Zhao Yiqing shut up immediately after being frightened.

Seeing this, Mu Di smiled lightly. This smile was a little gentle and a little self-deprecating, but it might be too gentle, and there was something beautiful about it for a while.

Zhao Yiqing suddenly forgot that he was watching the Oiran Ceremony, the people outside were still cheering, but Zhao Yiqing felt extremely still.The general's face is too good, but the thick eyebrows do not look heroic, but have some indescribable taste, like the moon covered by clouds in the dark night, with a vague sense of beauty.His eyes are as bright as stars, and his slight smile is like shooting stars.

Mu Di, who is smiling like this, may be too different from the usual, taking advantage of the dim lights, he is unreasonably glamorous.Zhao Yiqing caressed Mu Di's cheek involuntarily, and said softly, "General, let me put on some makeup for you!"

Mu Di:?

Zhao Yiqing's heart was full of excitement, Mu Di's physical appearance was great, but because of his temperament, Zhao Yiqing felt that he was a certain type, suitable for cold or manly makeup, and there was no room for creativity.

But with that smile just now, Zhao Yiqing suddenly discovered the difference in Mu Di, he seemed to be able to control all kinds of makeup.For a moment, Zhao Yiqing wanted to give him a try on that kind of neutral makeup that could make him blur his gender, definitely one eye can take all men and women!

However, Mu Di's face darkened in an instant, and he said coldly: "Zhao Yiqing, a dignified man doesn't want to care about his family and country, and he does these crooked ways every day, it's extremely embarrassing!"

For some reason, Zhao Yiqing was a little secretly pleased when he heard Mu Di's shameful words that he hadn't said for a long time.

Is this the legendary shaking M?Zhao Yiqing felt cold and shivered twice.

Ji Maocheng also sneered and said, "Zhao Yiqing, why do you like this kind of twat thing after losing your memory?"

Zhao Yiqing was not annoyed, but he had some plans in mind, he smiled and said: "General, tell me about the six states."

Mu Di felt a little uncomfortable suddenly. No one had told him about the six states for a long time. They all said that the six states were poor and remote areas with nothing, but Mu Di knew that there was prosperity of his own there.

"Six States...is a beautiful place." Mu Di said, "It's different from the capital, everything from customs to climate is different, but as long as you go there, you will know that it belongs to Daxuan."

Just as he was talking, there was a commotion in the crowd. Zhao Yiqing was worried about something, so he hurriedly looked down.

It turned out that when Liu Guang stepped down from the stage, he was stopped by the person hosting the Oiran Ceremony because the song didn't match today's Oiran Ceremony.She should play some South Street tunes, so he asked her to play another one.

The people below immediately whispered, indeed, such a tune is extremely inappropriate to play on South Street.

But after all, Liu Guang has been a madam for so long, so she has a steady heart.

She shook her head and said, "Don't play."

Now the crowd was in an uproar, the Oiran Ceremony was said to be an event organized by the government, and the people who could preside over the Oiran Ceremony must be from the government.Today, the people in the government have given Liu Guang enough face, but Liu Guang doesn't seem to appreciate it.

People listened to her with a gentle smile and said: "Liu Guang didn't play this song for the sake of being different and attracting attention, but because someone told about the history of Daxuan."

As she spoke, she paused, leaving enough time for everyone to react, before continuing: "It has been 330 years since the founding of Daxuan, which is longer than any dynasty, and Liu Guang is proud of being a member of Daxuan! When Daxuan first founded the country, it was not a prosperous time. Frontier countries invaded and oppressed by powerful countries. The soldiers of our country retreated from the enemy to protect the country again and again, but they were still frequently harassed. Liu Guang thought of Daxuan at that time Isn't it just falling into the scene of ambush from ten sides? That's why I decided to play this song today, not to win the championship, but to use this

Qu send to those heroes who are obliged to serve the land of Daxuan! "

Those who speak these words are full of enthusiasm, and everyone loves to hear the stories of heroes, especially the stories of heroes in the flower street that come from the mouths of prostitutes, which are even more attractive.

The audience below continued to cheer and discuss, and the person who hosted the Oiran Ceremony seemed to be moved, and the unsuitable song Liu Guang was also suitable.

She gave a slight salute, turned and stepped off the stage, as if she was indifferent to whether she would make it to the third round.But everyone knows that she can not only enter the third round, but also be today's champion.

Mu Di was also shocked. A prostitute would never say such a thing. Knowing that Liu Guang's match was arranged by Zhao Yiqing, Mu Di turned to look at him.

Zhao Yiqing smiled slightly and said, "General, although I don't know the current situation, I know that I must create momentum in everything I do. Today, I planted a seed in people's hearts, how about it?"

Mu Di's eyes were complicated, and he was a little more solemn. He lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

Ji Maocheng looked confused and asked, "What charades are you two doing?"

Zhao Yiqing didn't answer him, stood up and stretched his waist and said: "I'm exhausted, there is another day tomorrow, I will make money and treasure, go back and rest!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Ji Maocheng behind and yelling: "Just leave like this? Don't play anymore at night? Why are you tired just watching a show? How hypocritical!"

Mu Di picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine, blocking the smile on his lips.