Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

But Du Xuechun seemed to have foresight, there was no chaos at all, but the most difficult problem to be solved at the moment was solved, and the second thing was to control the order first and tell this group of people not to chaotically move around.

During Mingying's experience in Shuicheng, she had long since become a female officer with fierce eyes and extremely overwhelming expression. The order she placed was naturally an order from Du Xuechun.

In this way, the preparations for the first day proceeded in an orderly manner.

That night.

Du Xuechun did not continue the ancestor's usual banquet, but set up a tall fire on an empty field, and ordered many musicians to sit aside and play music for these young ladies.

The officials took their seats in an orderly manner. Looking at the banquet layout that was different from usual, they couldn't help but feel a little strange, but they looked at each other for a while and didn't know what to do.

The sound of the bonfire burning was very loud, and Du Xuechun took the amplified stone from Master Chen's hand and said: "Dear Qings, ladies and ladies, today we are different from usual, and you don’t need to worry about it in the palace. You don’t have to worry about it. Whatever you do, just like a Gentile, leisurely and at ease."

Although Du Xuechun speaks so much, few people dare to sing or dance before the bonfire.

Basically, they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Seeing the appearance of the people, Du Xuechun simply walked down and said to them: "Today this palace is playing a game with everyone. The younger generation of young ladies walks around the bonfire. When the palace stops, who happens to be right? Facing the palace, we have to perform a show."

"Caitou, just use the night pearl I'm carrying this time."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was a little shocked.

Although Du Xuechun gave out one last time, she didn't lack these in her hands, so she directly took it out as a prize.

But others don't think so.

Everyone knows the value of a Ye Mingzhu, and if the Queen Empress is willing to take this precious thing out, she can see how much she cares about it.

Soon, the first batch of people selected by Du Xuechun came up one after another.

Du Xuechun turned around.

While the musicians were still playing exciting repertoires, the atmosphere on the other side was a bit tense.

"stop!"

The first one who was recruited was a little boy with a handsome face and a tall stature. He obviously didn't understand this game like drumming and passing flowers. How could he be selected right away.

"See the emperor, empress empress, Caomin, please greet the two!"

The little son hurriedly knelt down. He didn't expect that this hapless ghost was actually himself, and he was a little surprised.

I don't know anything. What will I perform later?

Suddenly, the little boy seemed to have thought of something, and he flashed a flash of inspiration, and directly held the sword in both hands: "Manny, how about the Caomin dance with you."

It is also a good story to hear that the Empress Empress once directly defeated the princess of the former Hu nationality because of a sword dance. The little son is like a dude on weekdays, so naturally there will be nothing on the table.

You can dance a sword, it's still possible.

Du Xuechun didn't mean to embarrass him, so he nodded. So the little boy danced a random song with the cooperation of the musician.

Said it is a sword dance, but it is actually a sword dance.

The men naturally knew the insiders, but the women didn't learn it before, so they felt that this man was a bit handsome, and even a few people secretly promised it.

Du Xuechun couldn't help feeling a little more excited as he watched the scene gradually getting warmer.

When she came out this time, she wanted to indirectly correct the folk customs of Dashun, and if she wanted to correct the folk customs, she had to start with people from the upper class.

This will be the result.

It's just because in the previous life, Dashun went down. Du Xuechun saw the truth more clearly. So many flashy things are useless.

The main thing is that the country is strong and prosperous, so that the peripheral affiliated countries of the outside world will not dare to provoke you. No matter how subtle the folk customs are, it is all for outsiders.

Before, she always felt that the timing was not ripe, so she didn't do it.

And now, counting the time, it's almost the same.

Recently, a book called "Pinghe" is becoming popular among the people. This book is very strange. It does not talk about talents and beautiful ladies, seeking to usurp the throne, but tells some aspects of Dashun that are not perfect today.

For example, men and women have different seats at the age of seven.

The words of the matchmaker, and so on.

But these are all the rules left by the ancestors for hundreds of years, and Du Xuechun was unable to directly change it. He changed his mind to such an idea.

Sow seeds in the upper class and leave rumors in the lower class. Regardless of this, watching the people underneath gradually let go, she simply returned to her position. Seeing that the queen had left, the young people were a little bolder than just now.

Those who play piano, paint, and even dance, have attracted the attention of everyone.

For a while, the air was filled with the smell of joy.

After two hours, the banquet finally ended.

Although Du Xuechun didn't participate much, she was responsible for controlling this group of people, which naturally took a lot of effort.

Feng Xuan Che, on the other hand, was socializing everywhere, his cheeks were reddish, and he looked drunk.

But he said to Du Xuechun: "Chun'er, last time I drank too much and recognized others as you. I will definitely not make the same mistake twice."

Feng Xuan Che was not drunk.

He just pushed the cup and changed two cups, and immediately returned to Du Xuechun's side. The two of them walked slowly back to the tent with the support of the people.

Today Feng Xuanche is not doing well, but Du Xuechun is a little drunk.

She has received many ladies and ladies, all of whom are distinguished, and even a few, even more amazing than Du Xuechun's status as a girl.

Du Xuechun couldn't help feeling that it was really the wave behind and the wave ahead.

"Xuan Che, how do you think the concubine did at today's banquet, but praise me."

Du Xuechun had lost her mind a little, she had forgotten that she seemed to be still in the cold war with Feng Xuanche, so she threw herself into his arms very enthusiastically.

Feng Xuanche was obviously dizzy by such a gentle offensive. He reacted for about a second, then said: "Chun'er is awesome. He has made the banquet in his own style. People are different. This is what makes my queen so powerful."

After speaking, Feng Xuan Che felt a little stupid.

Why talk to a drunk person, and so seriously.

Thinking of this, Feng Xuanche shook his head helplessly.

"Only you can stop me." He helped Du Xuechun organize his appearance very carefully, wiped his face, and drank a few more sips of hangover soup.

She hates this taste, so she only takes a few sips.

This was still under Feng Xuan Che's persuasion, and he spoke reluctantly.

This banquet, quite a bit of the meaning of the guests and the host.

After all, those messy concubines did not come, and in a serious place like the Royal Hunting Grounds, they generally did not bring their concubines.

Therefore, most of the people who appear now are born with prostitutes, or they are very favored prostitutes who have the opportunity to see the scenery of the Royal Hunting Ground.