Chapter 483
On the first day of May, there was a big banquet in the palace. It is a wine to congratulate the generals who are dressed in triumphant uniforms. This banquet should have been held a long time ago, and this delay has been delayed until now.
It is a rare feast, and the holy decree is that the vestibule and the harem are happy together.
On the day of the celebration banquet, Zhuo Yijia got up early, first practiced the piano, and then changed into an official uniform. Once you've tied your hair, stand in front of the mirror.
Zhuo Yijia looked at the official uniform he was wearing in the mirror, and the tiger and leopard uniform with the group pattern in front of him was the official uniform of the third-grade military attachΓ©. She stretched out her hand, touched the pattern on it, and then picked up the white mask that was sitting aside and brought it to her face. Cover the eyes and nose of the upper half of the face.
"Let's go." Zhuo Yijia said, then turned and walked outside the house.
Changyu behind him nodded, and also turned to follow.
At the beginning of the day, the sky was not yet bright, and it was slightly dim, and the night sky was as blue as a black satin. The two lanterns hanging on the courtyard gate have not yet been blown out. Swinging in the morning breeze that blows from time to time.
Zhuo Yijia strode across the courtyard gate, and the bun on his head touched the lantern shaking on the courtyard gate, and the lantern shook even more violently. Changyu lowered his head and avoided it, striding to follow.
Vice General Zhang and Vice General Gao, who were already waiting outside the courtyard gate, stood up, and when they saw Zhuo Yijia coming out, they all bent down and saluted: "General! β
Zhuo Yijia waved his hand: "Let's go." As soon as the words fell, the man continued to stride forward.
All three followed.
In the middle of the day, Zhuo Yijia passed through the horse workshop and came to the noon gate outside the palace. Outside the noon gate, there were already many civil and military officials who had to enter the palace today.
Everyone stood in groups, talking, or standing still and squinting to recuperate. Seeing Zhuo Yijia coming, they all stepped forward to greet and salute.
Who doesn't know that the protagonist of today's banquet is the prestigious female general in front of her?
"General Streamer, I won't see you for a few days, don't come unharmed." Even the deputy assistant minister, who is now in charge of the cabinet, turned to Zhuo Yijia and said with a smile.
Zhuo Yijia swept away the coldness before, turned to Wen Xiang, and said, "Master Wen." β
The smile on Wen Xiao's face deepened, turned around, and stretched out his hand to Zhuo Yijia to support him: "General Liuguang, please get up, you don't have to be so polite." β
Zhuo Yijia followed Wen Xiao's movements and stood up straight, and said politely: "Etiquette must not be wasted." β
Wen Xiang didn't say much when he saw this, but said: "Today is a celebration for the general, why didn't the general enter the palace first." β
Generally, this kind of palace banquet for someone should be summoned into the palace by the emperor before the banquet begins. Instead of waiting outside this noon gate with the big guys.
When Zhuo Yijia heard this, his eyebrows under the mask narrowed, and he said, "It's not me, it's the entire Liaobei Army." β
"What?" Wen Xiang on the side didn't react for a while.
Zhuo Yijia turned his head, looked at Wen Xiang, and replied softly again: "This banquet is not for me, it is for the entire Liaobei army. With that, the thin lips exposed outside the mask hooked slightly.
Several of the officials standing next to him were silent and looked at each other. Before Wen Xiao could speak, a voice came to mind, pulling back everyone's thoughts.
"But General Streamer?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia turned to look at the source of the voice. An attendant with a dust whisk was standing outside, looking at Zhuo Yijia with a slightly flattering smile.
Zhuo Yijia didn't speak, just looked at the waiter who was slightly bent down and looked at him.
"General Streamer, Concubine Xian is invited." The chamberlain looked at Zhuo Yijia and said with a smile.
Zhuo Yijia's brows furrowed under his mask: "Now? β
What did Concubine Sun Xian do with her?
"Back to the general's words, it is this son. Niangniang is already waiting for you in Zhaoyang Palace. and went with the slave and maid. The chamberlain replied with a smile with a whisk in his hand.
"Father-in-law will lead the way." Zhuo Yijia said expressionlessly.
The waiter responded and walked with Zhuo Yijia. After taking a step, she stopped again, looked at Zhuo Yijia, and her eyes swept over the three people behind her: "General, forgive the old minister for trespassing." I'm afraid these three generals are not suitable to follow along. β
Zhuo Yijia turned his head to look at the three Changyu people behind him, and then turned his head to look at the attendant: "They are all my personal subordinates, why not." β
"The men in the harem land should still be avoided, and I hope the general will understand." The waiter replied with kindness.
Zhuo Yijia looked at the chamberlain and snorted coldly: "Today's banquet is held in the harem, and all the civil and military officials here are going to enter the harem, so what is there to avoid." β
"But the palace feast hasn't started yet, has it?" The waiter said in his mouth, and the smile on his face was still flattering: "The general should not be embarrassed by the small ones, if something goes wrong, the virtuous concubine will blame them, and the small ones are not enough to have ten mouths." β
Zhuo Yijia's face was a little heavy, she glanced at the waiter, and then turned her head to look at the three of Changyu: "You will follow the hundred officials into the palace later, and the palace will gather again." β
"Yes." Changyu, General Zhang, and General Gao nodded in response: "Be careful yourself." β
Zhuo Yijia nodded, and then followed the chamberlain to the side door on the other side.
Zhuo Yijia followed, her brows furrowed slightly under the mask. The civil and military officials enter the palace from the noon gate, and the concubines and servants of the harem enter through the side door.
Although she is a woman, she is a real general, not a woman in the harem. Even if Concubine Sun Xian summoned her, she should have entered through the noon gate.
Although he had doubts in his heart, he followed quietly behind the chamberlain and did not ask.
Passing through the deep flower garden, Zhuo Yijia finally followed the chamberlain to Zhaoyang Palace. At that time, the sky was already bright. The morning breeze was still a little cool, and Concubine Sun Xian sat in the main hall of Zhaoyang Palace, wearing a shirt embroidered with colorful peonies, leaning on the soft collapse, stretching out a hand and letting Gong'e on the side moisten it with mutton fat milk.
Zhuo Yijia was led by the inner attendant and walked straight to the main hall of Zhaoyang Palace. She stood in the center and saluted at Concubine Sun Xian: "The last general will see Concubine Xian Niangniang!" β
Concubine Sun Xian raised her eyes, looked at Zhuo Yijia in front of her, who was bowing her head and performing a hundred official salutes in an orderly manner, and said softly: "It's the first time I've seen a woman who is a general salute to this palace." Concubine Sun Xian said lightly, and changed her hand to Gong'e who ran mutton fat milk.
Gong E wiped it gently, and the corner of her eyes couldn't help but lift up and skim over Zhuo Yijia standing in the hall. The rumored streamer general, but he has never seen it.
is also a woman, this kind of galloping and happy life, and the cautious days in the palace, the fate is very different. Just like all women should bend their legs or kneel down to bow or bow when they see the virtuous concubine, but this streamer general is a general salute with a fist.
Zhuo Yijia stood in the hall, hung his head, and replied with kindness: "The last general is only a third-grade general, and when he sees his mother, he should naturally salute." β
Concubine Sun Xian was stunned, and looked at Zhuo Yijia's head and raised. With an inexplicable smile on his face: "The general can speak." β
"Don't dare." Zhuo Yijia still held his fists and replied with a glance.
Sun Guifei looked at her moistened soft wattle, directly took the brocade cloth that Gong E was wearing, and laughed softly: "Okay, the general is really stereotypical." Excuse yourself from courtesy, and sit down. β
"Xie Niangniang." Zhuo Yijia stood up straight, still holding her face slightly, waiting for Gong'e to move the stool before she went over and sat down.
Concubine Sun Xian handed the brocade cloth she was wiping in her hand to Gong E next to her, and looked at Zhuo Yijia and said with a smile: "After talking for so long, this palace has not taken a good look at the general." Come, raise your head, and take a closer look at this palace. β
Zhuo Yijia, who was holding her face, frowned, and raised her head to take a closer look at the palace concubine, which should not have been done by the officials of the front court.
I was suspicious in my heart, and I still had a rigid look on my face. Zhuo Yijia raised her head and looked at Concubine Sun Xian coldly.
Concubine Sun Xian's eyes fell on Zhuo Yijia, and the moment she raised her head, she was taking Gong E's balm. His eyes froze, and he quickly lowered his eyebrows and gently rubbed the balsam on his hands.
There was a moment of silence in the hall, and no one spoke.
After a while, Concubine Sun Xian raised her head, looked at Zhuo Yijia, and said with a smile: "Did the general grow up outside the Saiwai?" β
"Back to Niangniang's words, exactly." Zhuo Yijia sat on the stool and returned to the rules.
Concubine Sun Xian looked at Zhuo Yijia and sat back: "It's rare that the water and soil outside the plug can raise such a beautiful woman as a general." β