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Compared with a few days ago, it was either a scorching summer or a rainy day, at this time, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the geese are going south, which makes people feel the most comfortable. The birthday banquet celebrated by the whole world is probably more suitable to be held at this time.

On the 15th day of August, the whole palace was decorated with lanterns and gongs and drums. Under the colorful sheds, there are piled up the birthday gifts carefully prepared by the officials and courtiers, and on the tall palace, there are all kinds of longevity banners, and on the longevity banners are endless beautiful words and birthday greetings, which make people dazzled.

During the day, a series of things were carried out to welcome the driver and offer birthday gifts, and at night, the entire Dawn Hall was lit up with palace lights, and the dancers and dancers who accompanied the dance and music came on the stage one after another. The hustle and bustle of the day dissipated, and in the morning hall, there was a harmonious atmosphere of singing and dancing, elegant and quiet.

On the main seat, he is naturally the king wearing gold and jade and dragon robes, and since his serious illness, he has not appeared a few times among the ministers. Today is probably lively and happy, so I am much more energetic, my cheeks are ruddy, and the whole person is refreshed and energetic.

Princess Zhao served on the right side of the main seat, and the seats above the main hall were divided into two rows. In turn, there were the crown prince and Su Chen, Zhao Chun and Zhao Huayong, Zuo Xiang and Murong Han, General Qi Zhao and Qi Yu, General Sima and other civil and military generals. And Tang Guxi, Lin Luo and Lin Xun, because they lived in the General's Mansion, returned to the people of the General's Mansion and sat together with General Qi Zhao and Qi Yu.

When Fang was seated, everyone was very interested, and the ministers and generals who usually did not meet each other often also took the opportunity to greet each other at this moment. During the banquet, although the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, but it is not noisy and noisy at all, the ethereal and soothing rhythm slowly flutters throughout the hall, and a wave of graceful dancers come up and down, changing different dances, and it is a little dazzling for a while.

But in this dazzling chaos, there are always some sober people.

Qi Zhao hadn't been drunk for many years, and even though the whole world celebrated today, after a few cups, he felt tasteless. When he was slightly drunk, it was the time when people were most susceptible to sentimentality, he didn't want to say much, but replaced the liquor in the wine glass with clear tea, drank it one by one, and gradually felt sober.

In the same way, there is also Su Chen. Since he took his seat, he has been pure and indifferent, not smiling, the prince next to him is just the opposite, drinking and laughing constantly during the banquet, Su Chen has been unheard of this, drinking and pondering at the table, turning everything around him into illusion.

This matter naturally entered the eyes of Princess Zhao, and she became more and more dissatisfied, thinking that the prince was a little more noble than the prince after all, how could the prince talk to him, and the other party treated him coldly? This Seventh Prince is really unpopular, and his arrogance is too big!

However, tonight is the king's birthday banquet, and if she is unlucky, she will be unlucky, so she has to swallow this stomach.

The bright moon in the sky hangs high, as big as a jade plate, and the palace lights are as numerous as stars, the two are mixed together, it is extremely bright and dazzling, illuminating the morning light hall as if it is day, bright and brilliant.

After half of the wine, Zhao Chun suddenly remembered something, he put down the wine cup, pulled Yong'er's arm next to him, and whispered to him: "Yong'er, what about the congratulatory gift that your mother prepared for you?" I'm afraid it's time to present it now, right? ”

Zhao Huayong had been laughing and talking with Murong Han just now, but he forgot about it for a while! After being reminded by his father, he woke up most of the wine, and hurriedly took out the brocade box he carried with him, and saw that the king was in high spirits, and then put his mind at ease.

Zhao Chun glanced at the brocade box in his hand and said with a smile: "Your mother also said that you should hide it from me, saying that after you dedicate it to the king, you will definitely be shocked, and your father will be impressed." I want to see what can be contained in it, haha, Yong'er, go and offer it. ”

Zhao Huayong smiled, full of joy, stood up from the seat, and walked towards the center of the hall.

Zhao Chun looked at it with satisfaction behind his back, admiring it, but he was thinking in his heart: Ziyang has always had a very high vision, he has always despised vulgar things, and he is the king's own sister, presumably this thing will definitely be able to win the heart of the king. If this treasure can be offered by the prince himself, maybe "it" will be even more extraordinary and valuable, right?

Although Yong'er is his biological son, this great cause is much more important than kinship.

Everyone saw Zhao Hou's eldest son Zhao Huayong walking out of the banquet, and they didn't know what was happening, so they all put down the wine cup and looked up at him.

Although Lin Luo sat back, the slightest movement could still attract her attention, and she raised her head, her eyes were light, and she looked at the center of the hall.

Tang Guxi and Lin Xun were originally laughing in a low voice on the side, but when they saw that the surroundings were quiet, they came back to their senses and sat upright.

After Zhao Huayong walked to the center of the hall, he raised the box in his hand with both hands, bent his knees, and knelt on the ground. Whether it is a pillar or a curtain, a lantern or a wall, the colors are all bright. Only the touch of emerald green in Zhao Huayong's hand is very eye-catching among the thousands of fiery reds.

The king raised his hazy drunken eyes, stared at His Highness's people, and looked at it, only to find that it was the son of Zhao Hou.

"Today is the king's birthday, Hua Yong is ordered by his mother to dedicate this unique treasure to the king!" Zhao Huayong looked up at the monarch on the throne and said loudly.

"Hahaha!" When the king heard this, he smiled, "Okay, well, it turns out that you Hua Yong are waiting here, but everyone presents the birthday gift in the daytime, you are good, you are so late, what should you be guilty of?" ”

"I'm ......" Zhao Huayong pondered for a moment, and said with a smile, "Later, Huayong will punish himself with three cups!" ”

"Good!" The king pointed at him, "For your mother's sake, I will only punish you with three glasses." Ziyang ...... Today and the future, I have some regrets in my heart, just right, you said that the things in this box were entrusted to you by your mother, and I have the heart to take a look. ”

As he spoke, he laughed and said, "Wan Ming'an, go and bring up the brocade box, so that I can take a closer look!" ”

"Yes, my lord." Gonggong Wan smiled, was full of joy, hurriedly walked off the stage, took the things in Zhao Huayong's hand, returned to the throne and handed it to the king, and he stood on the side again.

Seeing this, Princess Zhao thought in her heart, although this Yong'er is the eldest princess of Ziyang, according to her, it may not be possible to say that this move is what her brother meant.

With a smile on his face, the king lowered his head and opened the box, took out the red satin wrapped inside, and bypassed it layer by layer, until finally, revealing the white jade transparent thing inside.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and craned their necks to see what this strange treasure was.

I saw that the king picked up the thing in his hand, it was a smooth as new, pure white and flawless and transparent and pure seal, under the light, it was shiny, like clotted fat, warm and dense, extremely transparent. The people in this room were dumbfounded, staring at them from afar, and couldn't take their eyes off them.

However, Gonggong Wan, who was standing on the side, frowned, and he clearly saw that on the seal, there was a carved Pixiu with a high head. (To be continued.) )