Please, I Really Don't Want Her Majesty The Empress To Be Pregnant.

Chapter 205: Young Pavilion Master Dances His Sword

Mu Yuyan looked at Gu Lan in surprise and surprise, and the poems made by all the civil servants suddenly paled under his poems!

Gu Lan's face was calm. Even if he recited these few poems casually, they were masterpieces of past sages, not comparable to these half-bottle vinegars.

The civil servants were dumbfounded, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and the poetry meeting couldn't go on.

If someone else did this, it would be suspected of stealing everyone's limelight and messing up the banquet, which would make the Empress unhappy... But Gu Lan, of course, is not someone else, he is a man who can make the Empress laugh from ear to ear.

at this time.

However, a general stood up and said, "While writing poems is elegant, it's not enough fun. Why don't you let me dance swords to add to the fun."

Many military generals agreed. Since ancient times, civil officials looked down on military generals, but military generals also looked down on civil officials. Now seeing a group of civil officials being suppressed by Gu Lan alone, their military generals naturally want to stand up and compare Gu Lan.

Not only young talents among civil servants wanted to win the empress's favor, but there were also many young talents like this among generals.

"General Zhao's words are very true. Please give our generals a chance to let your majesty see what kind of demeanor I am, General Dajing."

There was an indifferent smile on Mu Yuyan's face, but her pretty face did not turn away, and she glanced at the gentleman next to her meaningfully: "Yes!"

Today is such a festive day as the Spring Festival. Of course, she will not spoil the interest of the officials, and she also knows their thoughts, so it doesn't hurt to agree...

Immediately, a young military general stood up. He was a nobleman, and he was not dressed in armor like ordinary generals, but in luxurious clothes.

"You're showing your ugliness!" He smiled triumphantly at Mu Yuyan, wanting to be favored by His Majesty just like Gu Lan, and seek the title of prince from then on.

Although he is also honorable now, he only relies on the shadow of his ancestors and has no military exploits.

It's a pity that after Mu Yuyan agreed to the generals' sword dancing request, he picked a grape and fed it to Gu Lan's mouth as a reward for his previous poems.

Only Gu Lan can get this kind of fragrant and gorgeous reward... Or, it is the first time that the whole court has seen the empress treat her subjects like this!

The young Xungui's eyes dimmed, and he had no choice but to start dancing with his sword.

The rest of the young sons were itchy to watch, and they also stepped off the stage together. For a while, there was a lot of excitement, swords and swords.

Sword dancing is different from writing poetry, even if there are several people together, it doesn't matter, on the contrary, it looks better.

But even so.

Mu Yuyan's eyes didn't rest on them for a moment, but served Gu Lan's meal wholeheartedly. At this moment, she had forgotten the identity of the empress, and only remembered the identity of Gu Lan's lady.

The young princes and buddies coughed to cover up their embarrassment, and a blush appeared on their pink and greasy faces. They felt like monkeys trying to please His Majesty, but they didn't catch their eyes at all.

Immediately, they looked at Gu Lan with envious eyes, and one of them smiled maliciously: "Since King Jingyang is also a prince, he must be good at martial arts, right? Why don't you join us and dance swords for fun?"

Gu Lan smiled slightly: "It's better for you to continue dancing, I'm not very interested in these weapons for fighting and killing."

Mu Yuyan gave him a blank look. Others don't know, so why can't she not know the details of Gu Lan?

I'm afraid that all the people present together are not enough for Gu Lan to hit with one finger. Just like that, he even said that he is not interested in fighting and killing. Those who don't know think that you, the Tianji Pavilion, won the title of enshrinement by writing poems Here it comes!

But she also didn't want Gu Lan to end the sword dance. There is no difference between dancing swords with these officials and playing the piano with cattle, and Mu Yuyan can also tell that these young masters are kindly inviting Gu Lan to dance swords on the surface, but in fact they have no good intentions. Wouldn't it be self-defeating?

Therefore, before they continued to invite, Mu Yuyan looked at the many young masters with rather indifferent eyes, and they all kept silent when they saw this.

The aura of the empress is too strong, and ordinary people can't bear her gaze at all.

The atmosphere became quite cold for a while, and the generals were even more worried. The sons and brothers off the field were their juniors, but now they seemed to have aroused the empress's dissatisfaction. How could they not be worried?

They also didn't expect that Gu Lan refused to give any face on such a day, and Mu Yuyan also stood firmly behind Gu Lan.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Quanzi doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and even wants to invite King Jingyang to dance swords. They don't think about the status of King Jingyang. How can they dance swords with Quanzi?"

These words seemed to be a bit of a run, and made Mu Yuyan feel a little angry but couldn't vent it, otherwise it would appear that she, the empress, was too small.

As expected of an old fox in court, even my wife dares to embarrass me... Gu Lan's eyes froze, with a playful smile on his lips, and he glanced at Zhong Ren who was sitting on the side, who immediately understood, stood up.

When the rest of the audience saw a young boy in Taoist robes standing out, they were a little puzzled. None of them knew who this person was, but since they were sitting in the hall, they must be relatives of some family.

Zhong Ren also had an indifferent smile on his face: "My lord is right. Gu Dage is a generation of princes, so naturally he is not suitable for sword dancing, but since you are kindly invited, we don't want to spoil everyone's interest. How about In this way, the younger brother Zhong Ren will dance the sword on behalf of Gu Dage."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about other people's reactions. Zhong Ren raised his long sword, and immediately began to dance with his sword. His Sword Technique became faster and faster, and only faint afterimages could be seen. Only a few people with superb Cultivation Base , to be able to keep up.

The faces of the officials changed slightly at this moment!

I don't know where this little Taoist priest came from, but he is so powerful... This level of Sword Technique, compared with the few young princes who ended up before, they really responded to the sentence: "Show yourself!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the little brother.

Zhongren's sword has a very strong Spiritual Qi attached to it, and the sword light emitted during the dance is daunting, and it seems that one can feel the biting chill just by looking at it.

Undoubtedly, being stabbed by such a sword, not dying is also seriously injured.

Not only the Sword Technique, but also the Cultivation Base and Cultivation Technique that he vaguely reveals are also surprising.

In a dynasty, there are many people who know the goods, and many people frown, as if they have seen Zhongren's origin.

But because of this, they were even more surprised and uncertain, because the result of the guess was too appalling!

After all, some people still couldn't sit still. Seeing the end of Zhong Ren's sword dance, a general stood up curiously and asked tentatively, "This little brother, is he from Tianji Mountain?"

"Tianji Mountain? Is it the Tianji Pavilion that stands on the mainland for thousands of years?"

"Besides the Tianji Pavilion, which other force dares to call it the Tianji Pavilion?"

"That's true...but this kid looks so young, is he also a disciple of Tianji Pavilion?"

Many officials discussed and speculated.

Zhong Ren just showed a slight smile, without a positive answer, but shook his head and said: "Me? I'm just one of Dage's younger brothers..."