The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 107 The Sour Old Man

It's just that there is an empty seat next to Gong Muran. I don't know who it is reserved for. There are already two princes, and now there is another one. It must be for some important person.

And the moment Feng Wuxie and Han Yefei came in, Gong Tianshuo's eyes were attracted by Feng Wuxie, but today was different, although he wanted to talk to Feng Wuxie.

But when he thought about his own identity and the last time Feng Wuxie tricked him, he felt a little depressed, so he just sat in his seat and drank.

All the ministers in the court took their seats one by one, with civil servants in a row and military generals in a row.

On the surface, it looks kind and friendly, but in fact, no one is convinced.

Afterwards are the seats for the female family members of each family, all placed in inconspicuous corners, because Feng Wuxie's identity is quite special.

She was successful in saving the eldest son, so she put her seat next to the courtiers, and behind her were the daughters of the female families of each family.

Feng Wuxie immediately attracted everyone's attention because he and Han Yefei entered the Zhaoxia Palace together.

This Northern Mo prince was already handsome and extraordinary, but Feng Wuxie wore low-key clothes today, but his hair was combed carefully.

The low-key light green is among peach red, bright red, bright yellow and deep purple, and it looks so fresh and refined.

Like a fresh jasmine, it blooms among the flowers, although it is inconspicuous, it definitely attracts attention.

After Feng Wuxie sat down on the seat, she felt waves of gazes from around her constantly piercing her body like steel points.

But before she digested these "steel needles", Han Yefei didn't go to his own seat, and sat down next to Feng Wuxie.

He felt nothing, but Feng Wuxie couldn't sit still.

Originally, her seat was conspicuous enough, but now there is a prince sitting next to her. Does this mean that she wants to put herself on the fire?

"My lord, your seat is over there." Feng Wuxie secretly poked Han Yefei, and pointed to the seat in front of him.

Han Yefei glanced at her fingers, raised his thick eyebrows immediately, and played a rogue like a child: "No, no, that seat is full of sour old men, I don't like it."

His voice was already loud, and coupled with his lack of scruples in speaking, that sour old man immediately turned the faces of many civil servants blue.

They looked towards Feng Wuxie's side one after another, the hall was full of cold voices, and Han Yefei said without even noticing it.

"It's better here, it's all women, I like it."

Feng Wuxie sighed helplessly for this man, who never left a woman in three sentences.

Some eunuchs in charge saw this scene and knew that the son of Bei Mo had a rough temper, but they still had to bite the bullet and step forward because of their duty.

"Your Majesty, you are sitting in the wrong seat. This is where the female family members sit, which does not match your status."

With that said, he wanted to lead Han Yefei to the front.

But I didn't want to, this guy suddenly yelled: "Get out, get out, I'm upset when I see you, and I'm a bitch when I say something."

Who doesn't know that eunuchs don't have male officials, and it's not what they expected to become more and more feminine. Han Yefei's words can be said to have hit the eunuch's sore spot.

His face turned pale, and he left silently.

Because of Feng Zhirou's relationship with the prince, she was naturally in the female family's seat, and she was supposed to sit next to Feng Wuxie. Although it was a few tables away, she could at least look at the prince's face.

Fortunately, her seat was taken by Han Yefei, but due to her status, she couldn't sit in the front, so she could only arrange the seat at the end of the women's family.

Let alone the face, not even the head can be seen now.

She was sitting at the end, watching Feng Wuxie sitting in front, her face turned pale with anger, but she couldn't attack, so she could only keep her face stiff, joking with the daughters around her.

Gong Moran is still wearing a mask, but today he seems to be in poor health, and coughs a few times from time to time, causing those Yingying and Yanyan behind him to chat in private, not knowing what they are talking about.

His gaze inadvertently turned towards Feng Wuxie, and then he looked away. Feng Wuxie took a sip of tea calmly, with a smile on his brows.

Han Yefei looked at the little movements of the two with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes. He wanted to ask Feng Wuxie, but was attracted by the charming voice behind him.

Although the atmosphere in the hall was weird just now, it was not restless. The women behind them seemed to be aroused all of a sudden, and looked towards the door one after another.

The sky-water-like blue color leaked out from under the night curtain little by little. Wherever it passed, the clothes fluttered like a fleeting shadow, leaving only a very faint blue shadow.

I saw a man walking gracefully from the door, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the robe on his body was dancing with his steps. The women who passed by were all overwhelmed by the elegant and noble aura of the man.

It wasn't until the light blue shadow was on the seat, standing still, and sitting down, that the young ladies came back to their senses, hurriedly corrected their sitting postures, lowered their eyebrows, and each of them tried their best like stone sculptures. Show it on the one hand.

He Lianting scanned the crowd, his eyes settled on Feng Wuxie, he nodded slightly at her, raised his wine glass to her, and drank it down in one gulp.

Feng Wuxie knew that he was thanking him for saving his life, so he picked up the wine cup and saluted him.

It's just that the interaction between the two caused another round of discussions.

You don't need to look to know, it must be those young ladies who are whispering again, Feng Wuxie just pretends not to hear those voices, and still sits calmly in his seat.

The bell rang, and it was long and long, as if it came from the nine heavens through thick clouds.

Everyone was stunned by the sound of the bell, and then heard a thin voice: "Your Majesty is here..."

Everyone in the hall hurriedly stood up, knelt down on the ground respectfully, and shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Amidst the shouts from the mountains, Emperor Chu was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair, leaving aside his former majesty, smiling gently and amiably, and in an extremely happy mood.

The queen was also dressed up today, with a faint smile on her face all the time, and she followed behind Emperor Chu with great demeanor, and took a seat aside after Emperor Chu signaled everyone to flatten her back.

Feng Wuxie straightened up and glanced around, everyone in the hall was smiling, and those ministers even sent congratulatory gifts, and made an impassioned statement that made sense.

I wish my emperor a long life without bounds, a healthy body, and a prosperous country. In short, these are the meanings of back and forth.

Feng Wuxie sat upright with her airs on her shoulders, the smile on her face had already stiffened, but she had no choice but to pull herself together and persevere.

But he was sneering in his heart. Since ancient times, emperors hoped to live a long life, and even these false words were pleasing to the ears.

Is it true that if you shout a few more times, you can really live forever?What a joke.

Not long after, all kinds of precious dishes were brought up, and the table was fully set up, phoenix wearing gold clothes, a hundred birds returning to their nests, quail with crystal sticks, duck with goose palm...

A series of exquisite and delicious dishes were all put on the table.

The dishes exude a burst of fragrance, but no one in the Zhaoxia Palace moved their chopsticks. This banquet is just pretending, how can you really let you eat Hesai?
What's more, those Qianjin ladies came here with the program, if they ate or drank too much, it would be miserable to make a fool of themselves when they performed.

So even though the dishes were exquisite, those Qianjin ladies just sat upright, trying their best to maintain their ladylike demeanor.

Sitting high on the dragon chair, Emperor Chu looked at the ministers below and the heirs and princesses of various countries, and nodded repeatedly, but when he glanced over the area of ​​those princesses, he glanced a little longer.

Then he turned his eyes to the crown prince and King Jin, but when he saw the empty seat beside King Jin, his gaze became a little deeper.

Feng Wuxie only felt that the expression of the Emperor Chu today was a bit strange, the emperor's mind was unfathomable, who could guess the meaning of the emperor?

But she always felt like something was going to happen today.

On the high seat, Emperor Chu raised his eyes to look at the crown prince, Gong Tianshuo shrank his neck in fright from the majestic gaze, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

Emperor Chu sighed softly, his eyes slightly disappointed, his son had been afraid of him since he was a child, and every time he saw him, he was either trembling with fright, or he couldn't even speak well.

Although there were no major mistakes in these years, there was nothing to achieve. The crown prince is so weak and incompetent that he is definitely not the best candidate for the future heir.

As for King Jin and Emperor Chu, they were worried about his thin body, even though the poison on Gong Mo's body had been cured now.

But who knows if there will be any sequelae, if his health is not good, it will affect the fate of the whole country, so it cannot be sloppy.

It seems that after looking around, Emperor Chu only felt sore in his heart, and the emperor's heir was withered, which is not a good phenomenon.

In the end, the Emperor of Chu regained his composure and said to the people in the hall: "Today is my birthday, and the whole world celebrates it. I have worked hard and worked hard for [-] years in power, and I have finally lived up to the cultivation of the late emperor. Now Western Chu is prosperous and prosperous, and the country is safe and peaceful. , the people are also living and working in peace and contentment, I am very pleased, but there is one thing that is always lingering in my heart. Every time I dream back at midnight, I think of my six emperors who are practicing outside, and I always feel more and more missing in my heart. Praying for me, I am willing to lead the emperor to the temple to practice. Now it has been twenty years, and the merits and virtues are complete, but the poor concubine Chen has died first, leaving the emperor alone. I really can't bear it, so I will It is my heart to accept it back.”

The entire hall was suddenly silent, deathly silent, as if hearing a thunderbolt from the blue sky, it seemed that they had already stood there in a daze.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and really didn't understand why Emperor Chu would bring up that dusty past on the day of the birthday banquet.

Thinking back then, when Concubine Chen was pregnant, Emperor Chu was very happy.

However, Mr. Guigu from the Qin Tianjian watched the stars at night and discovered that this son was actually a disaster. If he stayed in the palace, the fate of the entire country would be affected.

Emperor Chu was furious and didn't believe it at all. He punished Guigu severely and put him in the sky prison, but he didn't expect that wars would break out after a short while.

Natural disasters followed one after another, and plagues broke out in many places, causing countless deaths and injuries.

(End of this chapter)