After waiting for a while, the flow of people in front of the Xianglin Garden gradually became scarce, and the dignitaries and dignitaries who came to the banquet had even entered the Prime Minister's Mansion with their female dependents, and their voices quickly fell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, a thin man in his forties came out of the house, followed by more than a dozen uniformly dressed servants. The man in the lead stood at the door and glanced around, and then walked in the direction of Li Youge's carriage. More than a dozen small servants were divided into two teams and lined up neatly, quietly following closely behind.

The man has a Chinese face, ordinary facial features, a pair of eyes that are deliberately restrained, but it is still difficult to hide the essence in them, and there is a sophisticated smile on his face that has been trained from a large family. He stopped about three paces away from the carriage, bowed deeply to the carriage, and said aloud very respectfully: "Lord Wang, the little side is here to invite you into the mansion!" ”

The words fell, but there was not the slightest response to be heard in the carriage. And Izawa, who was standing outside the car, was also motionless like a Buddha statue at this time, as if he didn't see so many people around him.

Looking at the carriage again, Li Youge had already closed his eyes and leaned comfortably, exhaling softly, as if he was asleep, and the sound outside seemed to be unheard.

The smile on Bian Tong's face did not diminish at all, he bent down and bowed again, and his voice was still respectful and hearty: "Lord Wang, the little Bian Tong is here to invite you into the house!" ”

"The little ones, please enter the mansion with the King of Sakura!" More than a dozen servants followed closely behind Bian Tong and also made a sound, their voices were neat and loud, and they had practiced in advance when they heard it.

This is, please do it a second time.

Mo Fuluo looked at Li Youge, who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and saw that he still pretended not to hear, so he simply waited together. Soon, Bian Tong's voice came from outside the carriage again, more respectful and cautious than before. After he finished speaking, he still followed the neat and loud voices of more than a dozen small servants.

This time, as soon as the words fell, Li Youge suddenly moved his eyelids, his thin lips opened slightly, and he made a sound that seemed to be nothing.

"Hmm."

This sound was a message, and the Buddha statue that was as immobile as a mountain Yi Ze immediately came to life, and turned his head to look at Bian Tong beside him and let out a loud laugh: "It turned out to be Bian Steward, please wait in front of the gate of Xianglin Garden for a while, my prince will come over soon." ”

"Thank you, Lord Yi, the little ones are waiting for the prince at the gate of the mansion." Bian Tong bowed slightly to Yi Ze, and saluted respectfully to the carriage before turning around and walking back to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a team of small servants.

"Did you get it?" In the carriage, Li Youge suddenly asked Mo Fuluo.

"Huh?" Mo Fuluo snorted, and his eyebrows curled slightly.

"This is the first rule that this king taught you, and in the future, as a person of this king, this kind of rule will still be established."

Your people? Why does this sound so awkward?

Although Mo Fuluo thought so, he nodded calmly on his face, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: What kind of rules are established, isn't it just a score?

In Daji, there are rules for the royal family and nobles to go to the banquet of the courtiers. A noble prince like Li Youge personally went to the courtier's mansion to attend the banquet, and also brought the emperor's will to congratulate him, which was a supreme honor for the courtiers who could not be cultivated in several lifetimes. The three invitations in front of the door, the time of day to enter the door, the etiquette to greet, the position where to sit at the banquet, etc., all of these must be in accordance with the rules, and there can be no mistakes in the slightest.

Li Youge saw that Mo Fuluo's eyes lit up for a while, so he probably guessed her thoughts, and two faint lights flashed in his eyes, reflecting the face that was a little different, but he couldn't help laughing.

His laughter at this time was particularly good, gently and softly, and his breath followed and blew the hair of Mo Fu's sideburns.

It's a little itchy.

reacted quickly and moved to the side, looking at Li Youge with a wary expression.

Li Youge didn't chase Mo Fuluo up, but slowly got up.

"The hour has come."

After saying that, he lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage.

As soon as Li Youge left, the carriage suddenly became much more spacious, and the oppressive atmosphere slowly dispersed.

Mo Fuluo and Li Youge came to participate in such a feast today, naturally they wanted to bring their own purposes.

The banquet of the Bian family will inevitably come to the ministers who are currently mixed in the officialdom, and she wants to take this opportunity to sift through these people to see if there are any "acquaintances".

Mo Fuluo knows very well that if she enters the mansion with Li Youge, I am afraid that she will become the second celebrity today in addition to the protagonist Bian Xueqing.

However, it's better to keep a low profile of her identity, otherwise she won't know how she lost her life.

"You go in first, and I'll go in later."

"What, scared?"

"Not everyone likes to enjoy the attention, you are the prince, you can naturally stand it. And I--can't stand it. ”

"It's strange that you can say that."

Li Youge's first reaction was to tease him, but he could hear the thick bitterness brought out by Mo Fuluo's words, and his heart finally softened, and then he gently replied with one word: "Good".

"Remember to come to me later." As if he was afraid that Mo Fuluo would get lost, Li Youge did not forget to ask again.

Today, Li Youge came to congratulate with the holy decree, in addition to the holy decree, he also brought a Nanmu plaque written by Emperor Yanchang himself, with four gilded cangjin regular scripts: Zhong Lingyuxiu.

So far, the Bian family has won the honor of the entire Daji, which is unparalleled.

The dignitaries and dignitaries who came to the banquet today actually came to congratulate very few sincerely. The Bian family won this honor, and in the eyes of many people, it was very red-eyed.

Several house slaves cautiously carried the imperial plaque and followed behind Li Youge, and entered the hall where the guests were entertained with great momentum.

Here, Mo Fuluo has just walked into Xianglin Garden.

All kinds of pavilions and pavilions, small mountains and rivers come to the face, everywhere is full of strong spring, everywhere is full of lights, and holding a banquet is simply more festive than the New Year.

Mo Fuluo walked step by step from the gravel road that was warmed by the sun, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar scenes, and his memory seemed to return to his childhood.

At that time, she liked to walk back and forth in the small pavilions, which ended in a natural lake. Whenever Yahuan couldn't stand it, she had to secretly run to the lake, take off her shoes and socks two or three times, stretch her two little feet into the lake, and the coolness spread all over her body, and then splashed happily.

One day, she fell into a lake and nearly fell ill, and the lake was filled in forever.

Today, in the hall where the guests gathered, the stone floor under their feet is the lake that was filled in back then.

Mo Fuluo tried hard to erase these memories from her mind, but the real thing in front of her was too real, always reminding her over and over again that she had been here.

I was so engrossed in thinking that I didn't even notice that someone was close.

"Miss Mo, the banquet is about to start, you can come with me."

(To be continued.) )