I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 140 The Banquet
Wu Mingkong looked at the three words flying and dancing on the plaque, and couldn't help recalling many interesting things worth remembering in his mind.

It was the first time to have close contact with Fang Xiu.

Drunk for the first time.

It was the first time I was asked to call my father.

I felt extremely ashamed at the time.

Now it seems that there is nothing...

The little empress withdrew her gaze, shook her head sighingly, and walked into Yirenju.

It's only been a few months since the last time I came here, and the layout of the first floor has not changed much.

After Wu Mingkong came in, he randomly found a corner and sat down, picked up the teacup prepared in advance by Honglu Temple, and sipped it.

See her take a seat.

Only now did Honglu Siqing, Shaoqing and others dare to enter the attic and sit in their seats.

After sitting down, several young officials looked at the melon and fruit snacks on the table, feeling depressed for a while.

If His Majesty does not come.

In front of the Zhou Guo Mission, they can still relax a bit, treat it as an ordinary banquet, eat, drink, and have fun.

But His Majesty has come.

The situation is different.

There were many interesting things in the past, but I could only hold them in my heart and dare not speak them out.

Even more dare not talk about the world.

Who knows, whether a certain sentence of yours will be hated by His Majesty.

If you accidentally offend His Majesty, it is very likely that your career will be ruined.

Adhering to the principle of talking more and making mistakes, and saying less and making mistakes less, everyone sat upright without saying a word.

Time passed minute by minute.

After half a cup of tea.

Another carriage stopped at the door of Yirenju.

A handsome man in a scarlet brocade robe stepped down from the carriage.

Followed by a little girl disguised as a man, her immature face, delicate and almost perfect, makes people feel ashamed after just one glance, and subconsciously look away.

"Fang Xiang is here!"

"Is that little girl Fang Xiang's personal servant girl? She is so beautiful!"

"Such a stunning beauty, Fang Xiang is really lucky to serve you!"

The officials of Honglu Temple cast envious glances, and then took them back.

Eyes watching nose, nose watching heart, staring intently at the melon and fruit snacks in front of me, I don't know what's going on in my mind.

Fang Xiu stepped into Yirenju and found that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He glanced at the little empress in the corner and immediately understood what was going on.

He asked loudly, "Has the Zhou Guo Mission arrived yet?"

See Fang Xiang take the initiative to speak.

All the officials present stood up and saluted Fang Xiu.

"Meet Fang Xiang!"

The Minister of Honglu Temple replied: "If you come back to Fangxiang, according to the etiquette system, they can only sit at the table after burning incense."

Fang Xiu nodded, and said loudly: "The truth is just here to join in the fun. Let's see what tricks the Zhou Guo Mission will play. You should just pretend that the truth doesn't exist, and do what you should do."

Hearing this, all the officials saluted together:

"Yes! Fang Xiang!"

He said so on the lips, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"That's right... you just stand there, pretending you don't exist, how is that possible!"

Fang Xiu obviously knew what they were thinking, so he didn't say anything. He walked to the corner where the little empress was, looked down at her condescendingly, and asked:

"Your Majesty intends to sit here today?"

The little empress was still a little ashamed when she thought of what happened in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Leaning at him, he said calmly, "What? No way?"

Fang Xiudao: "That's not true, it's just that I'm afraid of those Honglu Temple officials, and I'm so angry that I scold my mother."

The little empress said coldly: "What does my sitting here have to do with them?"

Fang Xiudao: "Your Majesty, think about it, how would you feel if the late Emperor sat in the corner."

Hearing this, the little empress subconsciously looked towards another corner, suddenly feeling a little creepy.

Pretending to be calm and calm, he stood up and said casually, "Then where am I sitting?"

Fang Xiudao: "The minister asked the shopkeeper of Yi Renju to reserve a place on the second floor, so that he can see what happened on the first floor without being seen by others."

The little empress squinted at him and asked, "Do you come here often, why are you so considerate?"

Hear this.

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and flicked her small head lightly, and said with a blank expression:

"If you think about it again, don't blame the minister for not saving face for His Majesty!"

not far away.

Several young officials who had been paying attention to this side all widened their eyes and showed expressions of disbelief when they saw this scene.

Followed by.

They seemed to have realized something, they hurriedly withdrew their gazes, and continued to look at their noses and noses, as if they didn't see anything.

"you!"

The little empress glared angrily, wishing to bite him to death, but she couldn't get angry in front of so many officials, so she had to hold back her anger, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth:
"Lead the way ahead!"

Thus, Fang Xiu, Wu Mingkong, Lin Wan'er, and Yang Yuhuan all went up to the second floor.

after they leave.

All the officials, large and small, on the first floor let out a sigh of relief.

"Finally gone."

A young official let out an exclamation.

Immediately, thinking of the scene he saw just now, he frowned, and poked an older colleague with his elbow.

He lowered his voice and said, "I saw it just now."

Not a single sentence was finished.

The older official interrupted him.

"I'm not interested."

The young official said: "You know what I'm going to say, so you're not interested."

The older officials picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said leisurely:

"I only know that there is no harm in not listening to you, and there is no benefit in listening to you."

The young official was slightly taken aback, his eyes showing a trance look.

After a while, he seemed to realize something from it, and he no longer thought about what he saw before.

Instead, he sat upright and chatted with his colleagues on the other side about his family's problems.

The four of Fang Xiu just walked into the wing.

Earth-shaking changes took place on the first floor.

The officials held teacups and chatted, and Yirenju was full of cheerful atmosphere.

The little empress found a seat by the window and sat down, subconsciously glanced at Yang Yuhuan, said nothing, but was a little curious in her heart.

I don't remember Fang Xiu, a traitor, has the habit of taking his maid with him when he goes out.

Why do you want to bring this little girl with you today.

It seems to have noticed the eyes of the little empress.

Yang Yuhuan's Qingcheng face suddenly showed guilt, and said weakly:

"I heard that there will be a luthier at this banquet, so I pestered Xiangye and brought me with me, but I didn't expect to disturb my sister's tryst with Xiangye."

Hear this.

The little female emperor's fair face was flushed, and she said angrily: "I am also here to attend the banquet, who wants to have a tryst with this traitor!"

Yang Yuhuan looked at the little empress, then at Fang Xiu, thought for a while, and said nothing.

Fang Xiu moved the chair and sat next to the little empress, almost touching her, repaying the evil with kindness, and asked:

"What do you want to eat, Your Majesty, please tell me?"

The little empress looked at him, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she heard a loud voice from downstairs.

Looking down through the window, I saw that the Zhou Guo Mission had arrived.

Excluding the guards, a group of about ten people were all dressed in brocade clothes, looking a bit extravagant.

The little empress searched among the dozen or so people, and after a while, she locked onto a certain figure, stretched out her delicate hand, pointed to it, and asked curiously, "Is she Li Yaoyue?"

Fang Xiu followed his gaze and saw a familiar figure. After thinking for a while, he replied:

"The minister is not sure."

The little empress turned her head to look at Fang Xiu, with doubts in her eyes, she asked, "Why?"

Fang Xiudao: "There is a maid beside Li Yaoyue. After dressing up, she is six to seven points similar to her. I can't tell whether it is Li Yaoyue or that maid."

"There is still this kind of operation."

The little empress was startled for a moment, speechless.

downstairs.

The Honglu Temple officials exchanged a few words with the Zhou Guo Mission, and then sat back in their seats.

There is nothing new in a banquet like this.

The process is basically fixed.

Let's talk about some serious business first, then toast to drink and enjoy the music and dance.

After drinking for three rounds, there are some small games that are often played at banquets, such as throwing pots and flying flower orders.

By the time the game was over, those with a poor drinking capacity were basically unconscious, and those with a good drinking capacity were already unconscious.

After that, each went back to each house, each looking for each mother.

This time, the Zhou Guo mission came to Chang'an for the purpose of marriage, and there was really nothing to discuss.

After the document is delivered, as long as both parties agree, it will be finalized soon.

Therefore, the stage of talking about business is quickly skipped.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Renju's dancer and oiran appeared on the stage.

Dance, play music.

Drank the first glass of wine.

The song is over.

Wei Xinglai, an envoy of the Great Zhou Mission and a member of the Ministry of Rites, suddenly said:
"Both Zhou and Qiang are states of rites and music. Today's banquet should be a feast for friends."

"Mingyue, please play a piece for your lords, and let you have a taste of the demeanor of my Da Zhou musician."

Not loud, but just enough for everyone present to hear.

The voice fell.

The woman dressed in elegant green clothes slowly stood up, bowed to Wei Xinglai and all the officials present, and said softly: "The little girl is not good at the piano, if you disturb the peace of the adults, I will still look at Haihan."

As he spoke, he walked to the stage and sat down behind the guqin.

A pair of slender catkins are gently placed on the strings.

Caress with bare hands, and the beautiful and flexible sound of the piano flows out from the fingers.

It's like the gurgling water in the mountain stream flowing through the heart, mellow and moving, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

When everyone heard the sound of the piano, they all slowly closed their eyes.

Everyone's expressions were intoxicated, as if they heard the most beautiful music in the world.

Unconsciously.

The song is over.

Everyone is still immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Seeing this, Wei Xinglai had a faint smile on his face, and spoke again.

"I heard that Qianguo is the birthplace of Guqin. The study of music must be far better than my Dazhou, but I don't know if I can appreciate the style of Dagan's music today."

As soon as this word comes out.

The officials of Honglu Temple, who were still immersed in the beautiful music before, felt their hearts sink.

Subconsciously looking at Wei Xinglai, he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

after all
In the whole work, I'm afraid I can't find a musician who can compare with this Mingyue girl!

(End of this chapter)