Although Lu Lao Immortal and Lu Lao Immortal were shy and warmly invited, they didn't even see the faces of the Wang clan, and they were blocked back by Wang Dao's servants, and the Wang Gate was located in the middle line of the camps on both sides, indicating impartiality.
Although according to Director Wang's original intention, there is a need to ease relations with the Wu family, but the cousin is about to lead troops to the capital, it is better to keep a low profile at this time, not to mention that Bao Liang and Ge Hong are standing behind Yang Yan, which is not difficult to inquire.
Originally, Yang Yan was a trivial little person, even if there were some skills that others could not reach, he would not be in the eyes of Wang Dao, even if he could lead troops to fight, at best he was just a mound leader, it was nothing more than to pay attention to it at the right time, knowing that there was such a person and what he had done, it was enough, he didn't have to sell Yang Yan's face.
But behind Yang Yan there are still Concubine Pei and Xun Xiang, which makes him not ignore them, one has a clear name, and the other is the widow of the old leader, so staying neutral is the best choice.
"Spring and Autumn changes, people are changing day by day, Brother Aaron has the old master, but people may not take Brother Along seriously" Wang Bin, who was standing beside Wang Dao, snorted lightly.
Ahead, Concubine Pei's car drove straight to Bao Liang and Xu Xun's camp, and they didn't come to say hello.
Director Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, but the wind was strong after the snow, and no one cared, only saw him shake his head: "The princess has suffered from displacement, and now she has to be stable, and she doesn't want to be contaminated with the mundane. “ Wang Bin nodded: "Yang Yanzhi's knowledge of grace and retribution, it is not in vain that I will wait for him to complete a game, but the filial piety of the king is left without blood and blood, and Yang Yanzhi is also a domestic slave to the princess, how can he be able to ask for warmth in front of his family in front of his knees, and enjoy the joy of his family Brother Along, it's time to set up an heir for the princess." “ "I'm not busy, the situation in Tancheng is confusing, this matter should not be rushed, it chills Yang Yanzhi's heart, this kid's abacus is not bad, I want to learn from that Taoshi line, oh don't look at what kind of place Tancheng is, when Zhong Zhong comes, I will discuss it with him."
Director Wang waved his hand.
In the field, there were ministers coming one after another, almost all of them with the surname Wu entered the greenhouse, and those with the surname of Qiao were scattered everywhere, greeting each other, there was no obvious camp, but unexpectedly, Xun Di turned around and actually went to chat with Yang Yan, and some irrelevant clan relatives and scholars who were not politically sensitive all went to Lu Lao Immortal's side.
In fact, a Jiao Festival can't attract so many people, mainly Bao Liang and Lu Lao Immortal fight in the ring, which arouses people's curiosity, especially the folk about the gods and ghosts are more and more outrageous, Dao Zuo has a saying, the three official emperors will set up a teacher in the world, pray for the people to eliminate disasters, but Lu Lao Immortal and Bao Lao Immortal have to go to heaven to take care of it, so let the two old immortals have a competition to determine the teacher candidate.
The status of the department teacher is different from that of Shi Jun, who is the leader of the Heavenly Master Dao in each region, and the department teacher is the head of the sect.
Since the failure of the Yellow Turban Uprising at the end of the Han Dynasty, Daomen has no department teacher, even if Zhang Lu self-proclaimed department teacher in Hanzhong, he has not been recognized by the whole world.
But ordinary people don't care about this, in their eyes, whoever wins is the department teacher.
Xu Jie has been following Yang Yan to design the ceremony and raise this and that, and he is relatively familiar with it, and then hummed: "It must be a trick played by Lu Shijun, this person is not greedy enough, not only wants to make Bao Lao Immortal never turn over, but also wants to make himself a department teacher, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to bear it." “ Ge Hong said from the side: "Lu Shijun doesn't need to be recognized by other masters, he only needs Sanwu to recognize him, that's enough."
Xun Guan also pointed out to Yang Yan the dignitary.
"That's Xiyang Wang Yi, Nanton Wang Zong, Wuyi Wang You, Pengcheng Wang Hong" Yang Yan's eyes were sharp, he looked at them one by one, and asked, "Can the lord's sons come?"
Xun Guan said: "Only Sima Chong, then, that young man is, the rest of the years are too young, and it is inconvenient for the lord and the prince to come forward." “ Yang Yan looked over, Sima Chong was about ten years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a talent, talking with the kings, his demeanor was quite natural, if nothing else, Sima Chong was the future king of the East China Sea, a little kid, it was not difficult to deal with, but the main problem was Concubine Pei, if Sima Chong won Concubine Pei's favor, it would be quite troublesome.
To tell the truth again, Yang Yan can't accept that any man other than himself approaches Concubine Pei, and his godson can't do it, since Concubine Pei is destined to be Sima Chong's heir, how can the relationship between the two be evil Yang Yan was observing and thinking secretly.
In addition to the ministers and dignitaries, there are many gentlemen and ordinary people, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
The guards in the palace are patrolling, where the field of vision is far behind, there are crowds of people everywhere, there are idle people chanting high opinions, there are bets on the high and low of the two old gods, there are children of the family who travel with prostitutes, and there are also pretty little ladies blushing cheeks, secretly looking for the favorite Lang Jun in the crowd, the rich people can still take advantage of the hanging curtains, and the common people can only shrink their necks in the cold weather.
"Look, here we go" I don't know who called, Lu Lao Immortal, the first to start.
A group of disciples under the leadership of the two old immortals, staggered standing on the wooden platform, holding all kinds of flags, surrounded by solemn expressions, wearing colorful feather clothes Lu Lao Immortal and Lu Lao Immortal, after a burst of chanting, around the platform, occasionally jumping and singing, everyone face covered with loess, and some people tied their hands to hang their heads.
This is clearly the most primitive jumping god.
Yang Yan shook his head, there was no technical content, and then looked at the others, there were many people who were fascinated and recited the five thousand words of Lao Tzu, which were in harmony with the chanting on the stage, and gradually, the whole audience echoed, and the momentum was amazing.
Ge Huiniang looked back anxiously and said: "Yang Jialangjun, when will we start, I'm afraid it's too late, you see that his momentum has already been built." ” Yang Yan patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, let him dance the great god Lao Tzu and ask him to dance the square dance" "What a square dance" Ge Huiniang was puzzled.
Yang Yan smiled and waved his hand.
On the other side, Zhang Zhaocheng didn't have to contribute to the scene, and he also concealed his background, only saying that he was a friend of Lu Lao Immortal, and he was nesting with the vassal king of the Sima clan, but his momentum was still quite sufficient, with a long beard and cranes, and there were several beautiful male and female disciples around him.
Nanton Wang Zong smiled: "Old Immortal Lu and Old Immortal Lu have deep mana, and they will be able to ask for peace for the court. ” Nanton Wangzong has a bit of a gangster, Zhang Zhaocheng is a national teacher of the Han Dynasty, and he doesn't look down on him, so he just said: "Bao Lao Immortal and Xu Lao Immortal are also good at magic, and the two of them are quite a bit of a unique skill at the bottom of the box, please don't despise the king."
"Oh, that's lonely and wait" Nanton Wang Zong looked over.
I happened to see a group of dozens of people, some men and women, walking in line, all dressed in short suits, foot leather boots, this suit is not the brown clothes worn by ordinary civilians, but the standard dress of the Song and Ming martial artists, the spirit and neat, the man's waist is hanging with a waist drum, the woman is holding a flute, looking at the walking posture, it does not look like a disciple of the Taoist sect, quite a bit of the style of a soldier.
"This" The people who noticed looked at each other.
A group of dozens of people walked to the middle of the two altars in the field, and the women's transverse flute played a light music on the upper lip of the flute.
This music is extremely strange, although I have not heard it, but it is pleasant to the ear, I am addicted to it when I hear it, the flute sound is crisp, more than ten women blow together, as if it is the dull chant of the yellow oriole Qingming, only to blow a short section, the sound of the chant has been sparse, and some people even hummed along.
The drummer struck the waist drum at the right time, and it was neat, and compared with the dull and thick drums of the military formation, the drums were densely interspersed with a very strange rhythm.
The sound of drums and flutes covered the chanting.
"Yang Jialangjun, this is another nonsense" Ge Huiniang struggled to control the urge to twist Xiao Man's waist, turned her head and asked.
Yang Yan smiled secretly, what kind of nonsense is this, this is the Divine Comedy, the most dazzling national style Due to the short period of time, it was impossible to make a modern instrument, and the rendering power of the most dazzling ethnic style had to be discounted, but no one had ever heard this style of music at that time, not to mention that the drum rhythm was a novelty, and a few flaws were nothing.
Dancing is human nature, and even if you don't skip it, certain areas of your body will be awakened by the stimulation of music.
Yang Yan saw it clearly, the Taoist priests who danced the great gods above, their movements were deformed, the waist and hips were twisting more and more, and the two knees trembled slightly like a chicken.