Although Xia Yingjiu had been here once before, he was young at that time, and he only knew that he was following his father, and in addition, the only thing he paid attention to was the food at the banquet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that I look at it, I can't help but sigh that it is indeed the emperor who is indifferent and ruthless.

Although he was seated at the same table, there was no one to communicate with, Ji Wujun touched the wine glass, and it seemed that he was watching singing and dancing.

I don't know if it's because of the excess of majesty on weekdays, the princes and princesses have a restrained look on their faces, and they don't dare to go beyond it slightly.

The eighth princess wrote a little lively, and occasionally whispered a few words to the concubines on the side.

This made Xia Yingjiu feel a little strange, so he quietly asked Gu Beitang on the side: "Sister Beitang, why do I look at these princes and princesses so serious, where does that look like a family banquet?" ”

As the saying goes, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, Old Man Xia and Xiahou Jin are both indifferent to fame and fortune, and they rarely talk about the affairs of the DPRK as long as they go to the mansion on weekdays.

Moreover, I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, it seems that I also try to keep Xia Yingjiu away from these things.

In addition, although Zhizhou City is not far from the imperial city, it is definitely not close, and it is a small city.

In addition, Xia Yingjiu has no interest in the affairs of the DPRK and China, and he eats, drinks and has fun all day long, so he is not happy.

So, naturally, I don't know anything about the royal family.

Gu Beitang glanced at her and asked rhetorically: "Do you know how my Qingzhu Emperor ascended the throne?" ”

"I don't know." Xia Yingjiu was stunned, why did he suddenly ask about this.

"A hundred poisons in a cup, the winner is king." Gu Beitang didn't say it explicitly, but just left a meaningful sentence.

Although their seats here are not high, but there are many people, and they will inevitably get into trouble, so they naturally have to pay attention to avoid falling into the truth.

What's more, since Ji Wujun ascended the throne, no one in the DPRK and China has ever discussed this matter anymore.

Yes, Gu Beitang naturally didn't dare to say more.

Although Xia Yingjiu didn't understand the affairs of the DPRK and China, he understood it when he thought about it carefully.

As a prince, I am afraid that they all have a desire for the throne, but there is only one position, and it is to be fought for.

What kind of family affection, in front of the throne, I am afraid that it is vulnerable, and the throne obtained in this way will not want to be ceded to others, so it is natural to be even more defensive.

Coupled with Ji Wujun's ruthless and murderous temperament, he has never been close to any of his children on weekdays, not only that, but I heard that he is even more severe with the princes, and if he exceeds the slightest exceedance, he will be punished.

At least on the surface, as for what is in mind, no one can say.

"But isn't the eighth princess the emperor's favorite daughter? I don't look like it. Xia Yingjiu continued to ask.

Gu Beitang was stunned, then glanced at the main seat, and wondered, "Why not?" You see, except for the young ninth princess, the other princesses are either married, or have already promised to be married, and the eighth princess can be regarded as reaching the age of saying marriage, but the emperor is reluctant, and those who come to propose marriage are all pushed out, which is one of them. ”

Xia Yingjiu followed her gesture and looked over, the ninth princess is only half a year old this year, and she is still being held in the arms of the nurse, except for this, the others are all married, and she can't help but feel reasonable, so she nodded and continued to listen.

"Have you ever seen the emperor's birthday banquet for other children?" Gu Beitang continued.

Xia Yingjiu thought for a while: "It doesn't seem to be." ”

"Don't talk about the banquet, my father said that in the palace, the emperor rarely even talks to them, and he is often punished, so do you still feel that the eighth princess is not favored?" Gu Beitang asked.

Xia Yingjiu held her head with her hands, thoughtfully, saying so, but she always felt that something was wrong.

From the beginning of the banquet to the present, she only saw the carelessness from Ji Wujun's body, and it seemed that everything was handed over to the eighth princess, but in fact, it was not like bothering at all.

On the surface, I don't necessarily like it much.

Although it is said that Ji Wujun is ruthless and murderous, if he is really really pampered, how can he be stingy with a smile?

Even the eyes or attention were never on this favored daughter.

Xia Yingjiu couldn't help but think that every year on her birthday, although there were only her, her father and her grandfather, every year her father would cook by himself, cook a table of good dishes, and find some things that were not expensive, but she was full of happiness if she was left to mess around.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing at herself for being nosy, no one dared to meddle in royal affairs, but she had this idle time to think of it.

So he nodded and said, "Yes, maybe it's the emperor's temperament." ”

Putting aside these haves and nots, Xia Yingjiu concentrated on dealing with the food on the table, and the palace even invited folk jugglers, and she could be regarded as relishing.

After three rounds of drinking, the hour is gradually getting late.

Xia Yingjiu felt more and more uneasy.

Why is Li Nanyuan so quiet tonight? Just now, she also deliberately went to the Li family's seat to take a look, because Gu Chengyu was General Li's lieutenant, and the seat was not far from him.

So Xia Yingjiu can also see it clearly.

Li Nanyuan's full name is not unusual, just like ordinary people, occasionally raising his wine glass to drink, and most of his attention is focused on talking and watching singing and dancing.

Xia Yingjiu couldn't help but think, could it be that the family business is just like that?

I have already made it clear to Li Nanyuan before, no matter whether the banquet starts or not, the answer will not change in any way, and Li Nanyuan should know this.

Could it be that he sees that his attitude is so resolute, so he just thinks about it and stops?

Xia Yingjiu naturally hoped so in his heart, but he didn't believe it a little.

If Li Nanyuan is so easy to speak, why bother to put so much effort into letting her come to the banquet of the eighth princess to solve this matter here?

So what does he mean now, he can't forget it.

Xia Yingjiu was apprehensive in her heart, trying her best to think in a good direction, but she couldn't figure it out, and the bad premonition in her heart was even worse, which made her can't help but fidget.

The hour was getting late, and seeing that the banquet was about to end, Xia Yingjiu couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw that Ji Wujun seemed to have some plans to get up, and just as he sighed in his heart that this catastrophe had passed, he suddenly saw General Li standing up out of the corner of his eye.

Xia Yingjiu slammed in his heart, knowing that business was coming.

"The emperor stays, and the ministers have something to do."

General Li is a person who practices martial arts, and although the field is noisy, his voice clearly reaches everyone's ears.

For a while, the singing and dancing were even, and the scene was instantly quiet.