From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 851 is mine
Feng Chiyuan looked at his nephew's receding back, his dark eyes sank and sank, and the atmosphere in the south study room became more and more quiet, so quiet that his father-in-law didn't dare to take a breath when he waited on him.

After a while, he looked up at the little father-in-law beside him, and said calmly, "Is it almost the Ghost Festival?"

The little eunuch was taken aback, and thought about it carefully, the Ghost Festival is still more than a month away, did the emperor remember it wrong?
Seeing that the little father-in-law was silent, Feng Chiyuan said: "After half a month, I will hold a banquet in the palace to commemorate the upcoming Zhongyuan Festival. All officials can bring their female relatives to participate!"

The little eunuch hurriedly answered yes, but until he left, he still couldn't figure out what the emperor meant.

banquet?The banquet for the Hungry Ghost Festival should be held on the Hungry Ghost Festival. What did it mean before?
However, since the emperor gave the order, the little eunuch had no choice but to do so. Everyone was surprised when the news was conveyed, but everyone still prepared the banquet according to the emperor's order.

Feng Junran naturally also got the news, so he groomed and dressed the little girl in advance, not to be too gorgeous, but also not to lose the status of King Wei, and not to be too flashy, what if someone robs him?
Ye Xiaoxiao naturally didn't know the man's intentions, but she was delighted to see the fabrics he brought. The fabrics were all good, and they were all plain colors that she liked, which made her very happy.

As for the Liu family, Liu Ru'an speculated about the emperor's intentions, and then looked back. Both his son and daughter were making meticulous preparations for the banquet. Liu Hong chose a long water-red dress and wore delicate hairpins on her head, which reflected her fair face even more. The water is tender, and the son is also wearing a tea-green Changshan, with a ochre-colored belt around his waist, reflecting the suave and suave appearance of Pian Pian Erlang.

banquet?The Ghost Festival is still very early, what does the emperor mean?Do you want to settle your suspicions with Ye Jia?Hmph, don't think about it!
Liu Ru'an frowned, feeling more and more unhappy, why?Isn't it because their Ye family has a high reputation?But he didn't save face like this, so how could his daughter hold her head up in the future?

Liu Ru'an thought angrily, then turned around and said, "When the time comes, I'll dress carefully, don't be compared to others!"

When the old man said a word, everyone immediately understood what it meant. Only the Ye family was above the Liu family, and only the Ye family could compare with their Liu family.

Liu Dongqing hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Daddy, we have our own measure!"

Liu Ru'an finally felt at ease, nodded, and left contentedly.

Liu Hong looked at her father's back, then at her brother's face, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, what if the emperor really wants me to be the side concubine of King Wei?"

Liu Dongqing looked at his sister's face and said, "What do you think?"

Liu Hong lowered her head bitterly: "I want to be the imperial concubine, and I should be the imperial concubine of the thousand-year-old king of Wei!"

Liu Dongqing rubbed his sister's head and sneered: "Then brother will let you be the concubine!"

"Brother, is there anything you can do?" Liu Hong couldn't help but ask anxiously with her eyes shining.

"When the time comes, dress up well, and you will know!"

Liu Dongqing showed a smug smile, then slowly turned and left, leaving Liu Hong in the room with an expectant face, secretly thinking about the extremely beautiful future.

As for the Ye family, Ye Yuanshan was also pinching his beard and thinking, but he was still puzzled, he also couldn't figure out why the emperor did this, was it just for pleasure?It seems that tomorrow morning he will play a good book.

In the early morning of the second day, many people really came to play the book, suggesting that the emperor should not be too extravagant. Feng Chiyuan only said: "The Zhongyuan Festival in the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China is very important. I not only pay homage to my ancestors, but also pay homage to those who died in battles for many years." Soldiers and common people, so this year's Hungry Ghost Festival is extremely important, and this banquet should be regarded as an early memorial to you and my relatives who died on the battlefield."

Now that the emperor has said that, no one can refute it anymore. The sacrifice is for the souls of the undead, and asking for it is just a psychological sustenance, but it is a matter of emperor's etiquette to say it, so it can't be sloppy.

Everyone had no choice but to kneel down and shout long live, while wondering if the emperor really wanted to pay homage. After all, although the Fengye family ended the war quickly, the separatist regime of the vassal kings lasted for decades, and the dead There are indeed many, and it is time to spread the Dharma and pay homage to them.

So everyone had to go back to prepare and wait for the arrival of the banquet.

On the day of the banquet, the capital city, which has been bloodbathed for a long time, finally stood up to reveal its flowers. The streets became lively, and every family burned paper at the cross streets to pay homage. The dead people paid homage, and ordered the monks of Ci'en Temple to recite sutras, so the people in every household also took this opportunity to burn paper and make offerings, only hoping that their family died in vain on the battlefield Loved ones can rest in peace.

Feng Chiyuan stood on the city wall and looked at Chang'an in the distance. Under the dark night, the streets of Chang'an City were lit with small sparks. It was every household burning paper money.

He looked down, civil and military officials led their wives and children into the Chengtian Gate quietly and orderly, and walked quietly into the palace.

The night was blurry, only the halo of the lanterns illuminated a small place, Feng Chiyuan almost thought that the quiet queue that filed in was actually not people, but souls waiting in line for sacrifice.

This made Feng Chiyuan feel a little creepy for a moment, so he turned around in a hurry, walked slowly down the city wall along the shadow of the wall facing the horse, and walked back slowly accompanied by the little eunuch.

The night banquet, the closer it was to the Hungry Ghost Festival, the more weird the atmosphere would be. However, he might not be able to wait until the Hungry Ghost Festival!
Looking out slowly through the pillars, in the distance, the father-in-law leading the way led a group of people slowly passing through the promenade outside the Xuanzheng Hall. His nephew Feng Junran was still walking indifferently in front, and the small The small body was following the man step by step, the outline of the facial features was blurred by the hazy night, but the pair of pitch-black peach blossom eyes were extremely bright, much more dazzling than this brilliant starry sky.

Xiaoxiao, Ye Xiaoxiao...

Feng Chiyuan took a deep breath, the night breeze was slightly cool, but the beating heart in his chest made him feel waves of blood boiling.

Liu Ru'an, what do you want me to do?Your daughter was the first person to go on a blind date with Junran, so why isn't he, Feng Chiyuan, the first person to go to Ye's family to propose marriage?It's a pity that his nephew teamed up with outsiders to put him together, and took away the woman that should belong to him!
So the man quickened his pace, and the nine-dragon-patterned robe streaked across the pitch-black night, bringing up a patch of bright yellow undulations, which was extremely eye-catching.

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