After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

For the great hero Gu Xiao, the banquet that his guards received was set in the Weiyang Palace Baohe Hall.

The tables are all set up early in the morning, tonight is the feast of the wind and dust, and tomorrow is the feast of the emperor's enthronement.

The process of banquets in ancient and modern China and abroad is actually the same, the host, audience, performers, and banquets enjoyed by civil and military officials.

The host was selected from among civil servants, he was too educated, had a good literary talent, and was also very articulate.

The audience is naturally the emperor, civil and military officials, and the main performances are singing, dancing and opera.

Both the former prince and the current Qiao Qing have dabbled in art, but these are mainly for entertainment, and she herself does not have much interest in this kind of content.

As the noble host, Qiao Qing naturally sits on the most noble platform. On the chair next to her sits the former Zhen Liangdi and today's Mrs. Zhen.

Concubine Bo, who took care of the harem with Mrs. Zhen, did not come. She likes to be quiet and very acquainted. She eats fast and recites Buddha in the palace.

After all, today is to pick up the dust on behalf of the generals, and it is not suitable to bring too many female families.

This Mrs. Zhen was bright and generous, but she was abiding by the rules. She sat on her right hand honestly. She didn't make any small gestures until the banquet started, and she never spoke to Qiao Qing.

Madam Zhen followed Qiao Qing when she was still the prince. It was the prince Liangdi arranged by the empress Tian. The prince became the emperor, so she naturally rose from the same level, from Zhen Liangdi under the prince concubine to Mrs. Zhen under the queen.

It's just that now the harem is hanging in the air, and the emperor is just a woman like her. Although she is a wife under one person, her status is not much different from that of the queen.

The courtiers sat in a few rows, and Qiao Qing sat on the built platform, looking down at these cunning fox or stupid courtiers.

Gu Xiao brought two thousand people. Although the hall could accommodate two thousand soldiers and horses, it was impossible to wash the dust. The one who could eat on the table was Gu Xiao, as well as some high-ranking guards under his command. About a hundred people.

These people are arranged at the bottom left of Qiao Qing, as the protagonists who are caught in the wind, occupy the upper position.

Even though they were sitting at the dining table, without armor, blades, and only their own uniforms, they were still tall and straight, as if they were copied and pasted.

Qiao Qing's mild obsessive-compulsive disorder is very comfortable to see. If one by one is squatting like those bad old men, she will have to worry about playing.

Only if the soldiers in her hands are strong, Qi is not afraid of foreign enemies.

The girls performed silk and bamboo songs and dances, and under the cover of the sound of string music, the courtiers talked a lot.

"This is Mrs. Zhen. Looking at Anfen honestly, she doesn't seem to be a charmer to the monarch."

"People shouldn't look good, maybe your Majesty likes this. Otherwise, when he was still a prince, how could there be only one person around him."

Not to mention that Qiao Qing's throne was not stable, and the positions beside her were a big piece of fat for these wolves, tigers and leopards.

Mrs. Zhen was originally an orphan adopted by Empress Tian. She arranged for the clansmen of the Tian family to recognize a so-called righteous daughter and married Qiao Qing as a good wife.

The cousins ​​can get along with each other, and these ministers didn't take it seriously, only that Mrs. Zhen was the bond between Queen Tian and her family.

The prince married Zhen Liangdi, and there was no one else in the backyard. He was clean and there was no girl warming the bed.

At that time, the prince was a medicine jar, not many people were optimistic about it. But now the situation has changed. If Mrs. Zhen gave birth to a prostitute, she might be a prostitute.

As long as it is a child, the emperor can use the other side to conceive emperor heirs and promote Madam Zhen as the queen.

The courtiers whispered to each other, and Mrs. Zhen on the stage got close to the young emperor and whispered to him.

There was a slight smile on the emperor's face, a sincere smile, which was much more comfortable than the sneer and sneer at the court.

In the past, the prince was shrouded in clouds, which looked strange. Now that he becomes the emperor, he is a little different. It is still moody, but it seems that the clouds have dispersed all of a sudden, and people notice him. Outstanding looks come.

A plain-looking courtier said in a slightly sour tone: "Don't say, your majesty's handsome appearance is not bad compared to the previous one. He is not the emperor, just with this smile, you can get it. It has taken away the hearts of many boudoir daughters."

Mrs. Zhen was a little daughter, and her original words to amused the emperor were: "Your Majesty looks at them, as if you want to take a concubine alive, and doesn't look at her old bark face, but also wants to serve on behalf of the concubine. His Majesty."

Of course, she couldn't appreciate how nice the singing and dancing on the court were. Both the stage and the stage were far away. Madam Zhen simply commented on the beauty of these courtiers with the emperor.

"What nonsense?" Qiao Qing only lightly nodded on her forehead, showing her pampering attitude.

The emperor is always the focus of the audience. Gu Xiao, who was watching the singing and dancing performance, turned his gaze back: "It's really lustful."

It's not lustful to be cold to the courtiers, and to smile so brilliantly to women.

There are so many people, even if he is sitting here almost all of his own guards, Gu Xiao also knows how to measure, and he didn't directly name the emperor.

Wei Han glanced at his good brother with a complicated expression. He felt that Gu Xiao's temper was really inexplicable: "It is just right, let alone the young Muai, who is natural."

Gu Xiao immediately looked at the courtiers, snorted and said, "I mean those lousy old men are lustful, and every one of them can do these dancing grandpas. Their eyes are greenish like wolves, and they are like those who have stripped people's clothes. It's like a hook."

Wei Han stopped talking. Their team was not doing well either. Many of them were young and middle-aged. In the barracks, let alone women, sows are rare to see the upper one. They all watched the little girl's eyes glow, that is, Gu The children of the Xiao family have seen everything, with a high vision and a high spirit.

The first is piano music, the second is dancing, and the performances are rehearsed many times.

Later, when the courtiers were drunk, a semi-final program came on stage.

This time, the performance was a palm dance. A man with a fleshy suit was only wearing trousers, with a red forehead tied to his head and beating in front of the big drum.

Different from the previous suffocating sound, the drums are magnificent, playing the impassioned battlefield, which makes people listen to the passion.

A row of women in beautiful palace costumes stood in a row with the big snare drums in their hands, and an alien beauty with bright eyes and white teeth in a hu suit jumped on the snare drum on the shoulders of the coordinator.

Accompanied by drum music, she danced a sword dance.

Qi Chao's aesthetic is slender waist, slender body, light body, like an immortal.

According to the current aesthetic standards, this woman is obviously a top-notch beauty.

Even laymen who don't know how to appreciate can appreciate this high-end beauty even with a beautiful and powerful dance when watching this move.

The dance was so good that even Qiao Qing, as the emperor, paid attention to the performance.

With the constantly changing formations of the women's team, they walked from one side of the table to the other, turning from right to left in a circle.

With the concerted efforts of the performers, the sword-dancing woman is getting closer and closer to the young emperor.

But just as the drums were roaring, the woman galloped toward the emperor with a point on her toe and a sharp sword in her hand.

"There are assassins, protect your majesty!" "Emperor Dog, take your life!"

Several different voices sounded at the same time, Gu Xiao stood up immediately and drew his saber when he wanted to, and then found that they were not on the battlefield, and they were not allowed to carry their weapons at all.

After receiving a good reception from the wind and washing the dust, the rebels who wanted to assassinate the emperor were involved. Not only the emperor, but also the ministers were attacked.

The woman is not alone, all the teammates who dance with her are assassins!

These people didn't know that they brought in the blade with the help of that big drum, but here were all unarmed people.

These guys entangled Gu Xiao who had no weapons. There were not many people, but they all had martial arts.

Although they had a lot of people, but because there were too many people with high status and some people fished in troubled waters, Gu Xiao's personal guards could not smoothly run to the front to protect the emperor in time.

It was Tai Fu Qiaoxuan, who had always been indifferent. Seeing Qiao Qing's situation, he couldn't help cursing damned secretly!

The son of the emperor was very fierce when he scolded him. Why did he run into an assassin, completely frightened and stupid, standing there motionless, he didn't even know how to escape!

For the safety of the emperor, there is only one concubine beside Qiao Qing, and two close eunuchs. They have no martial arts, the kind that an assassin can stab to death with a single knife.

The emperor moved, Qiao Xuan thought he would react, but he actually took off the cloak outside.

At this time, it should be to run faster, not to reduce the burden! It's so stupid that it's hopeless!

The woman had already flown to the high platform. Time was waiting for no one. Only then did Gu Xiao stand out, grab the sharp edge of the individual's hand, and step directly on a person's shoulder towards Qiao Qing's direction.

It's too late to say, then it's fast. The emperor threw the taken off coat to the female assassin.

The female assassin didn't avoid it, and the sword in her hand was easily picked, and the gorgeous robe instantly turned into two halves.

This blade is so sharp, it will surely kill someone instantly if it is pierced into the heart.

"His Majesty!"

The eunuchs rushed up, intending to hug the woman's legs and delay for some time.

Gu Xiao finally jumped onto the stage, but saw that the young emperor bypassed the palace man who tried to shelter him with flesh and blood, and then stepped forward and cut off the woman's hand directly.

The sword and a piece of snow-white lotus root arm fell to the ground, and was kicked away by the boots.

The blood splashed on the face of the emperor, and Gu Xiao, who was shocked, saw that the emperor had cut off the woman's head with much sharper than he thought.