In the third year of Shengyuan, spring

At this time in previous years, it was the most prosperous time in the imperial capital Jinyang, with fragrant cars and BMWs, brocade and satin. This kind of grand scene made the sages and Confucians also sigh, "Don't sigh that life must be fleeting, and once you see all the rich flowers." ”

The rich flower mentioned here is not only the most prestigious peony flower in Jinyang, but also the emotion of the flower watchers who came from all directions.

Among those who watched the flowers, there were not only wealthy merchants and celebrities, but also the princes of the eight directions under the jurisdiction of the Great Yuan Kingdom, and the princes and kings either came in person or sent their immediate family members. With the participation of these princes, flower appreciation is no longer simple, and it is more political.

The peony banquet is a banquet hosted by the queen to receive the princes from all parties. According to custom, the people of the vassal states would stay in Jinyang for three more days after the peony feast before leaving for their fiefdoms.

In the past three days, I don't know how many deals and agreements have been reached, either openly or secretly, and the princes and nobles of some vassal states will also be left in this Jinyang City under various names.

At this time, for the people of Jinyang City, it is just to count the new faces in Jinyang.

Those new faces are often the scholars and celebrities who have made a name for themselves in the new year, or the wealthy businessmen who have become famous overnight.

The common people were not qualified to see the peony banquet held in the palace, but the Hundred Flowers Banquet jointly organized by several of the most prestigious old restaurants in Jinyang City was enough to feast their eyes. The colorful heads at the banquet are from small to large, from vulgar to elegant, and the people are also happy to participate in some small activities at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, relying on luck to fight the colorful heads. If you are lucky, you don't have to worry about the expenses of the family this year.

Of course, celebrities and gentlemen will not surrender their identities to fight with the people for some gold and silver vulgar things, and those who use famous paintings and jade antiques as color heads may make them tempted.

This is the grand scene of previous years, this year's Jinyang City also has a lot of tourists, but they are all cloth clothes people, mixed with a few satin, at a glance you know that it is just a businessman who has just a few money. Those who wear the special brocade with dragon and phoenix on their sleeves are indeed very few this year.

Even the Hundred Flowers Banquet held every year is just a corner of the country this time, and it is a small place, far less than one of the tenths in previous years.

Adjacent to those time-honored restaurants is a place called Banxingfang.

This half-awake shop is also a restaurant that has only emerged in Jinyang City in recent years, but the people who come and go are all dignitaries, and they are all powerful and powerful, but not those nobles who have empty titles and are indeed empty shells.

Suddenly, the window of a small room on the second floor of the half-awake room was suddenly pushed open by a small half-fan. A woman who was about ten years old was standing by the window, her blue gauze skirt could not withstand the cold of early spring outside the window, and the woman shivered involuntarily.

"This year's Hundred Flowers Banquet is really light and tasteless."

A slightly languid voice suddenly came from behind the woman.

"Close, it seems that this year's excitement can't be seen."

Hearing this, the woman gently closed the wooden window again, and then walked into the inner room.

In the inner room, a man in a dark dark robe was half-lying in front of the small table, half-bowing his head, the broken hair on his forehead was casually draped, and the freshly warmed wine was still dangling in his hand. As if sensing someone approaching, he slowly raised his head and squinted at the visitor.

"Qing Niang, you are so good-looking."

Qing Niang looked at the man in front of her, and knew that he was outstanding, but she never expected that his appearance would be even more outstanding when he drank it. On weekdays, it looks gorgeous, but now the pair of Danfeng eyes are picked, and there is a sense of charm. With such a look, if you want to gain a foothold in the court, how can you shorten those filthy gossip.

Qing Niang took the wine glass from his hand before quipping.

"Xuan Lang laughed again, in front of Xuan Lang, how can I still have a little color."

Although this is a bit unreasonable, it is also irrefutable. The man who was called Xuanlang was not annoyed when he heard Qing Niang make such a joke, he pillowed the empty wine glass of his hand, closed his eyes, and seemed to be about to sleep. Qing Niang also let him go, but still got up and took a thin blanket from the bed to cover him.

Before going out, I heard him whisper again: "Ye likes to be lively, and then put something lively and lively." ”

Qing Niang turned around to look, but saw him turn sideways and continue to sleep.

The guy who was standing not far from the wing room saw Qing Niang come out and stepped forward.

"Boss, but do you want to prepare a decanting soup?" This Qing Niang is actually the owner of this half-awake workshop.

"Let's prepare it first, and I'll bring it to him when Xuanlang wakes up." After speaking, Qingniang paused, and the guy continued to wait with his head down, "Hundred Flowers Banquet, let's wake up and add some more color." As if he didn't feel at ease, he instructed again: "Don't add too much, don't go past the shopkeeper Zhou." ”

That guy was also quick to do things, and after a while, the hundred flowers banquet became a little lively again.

"Fang Si, why is it lively outside?"

Shopkeeper Zhou, who was sitting in the Hongfu Building, listened to the movement outside and was surprised.

"Shopkeeper, it's the half-awake shop that has added color."

"Half-awake shopkeeper" Shopkeeper Zhou squinted his eyes and thought for a while.

"Go, let's raise our lottery head up, just two or three points thinner than in previous years."

"But the shopkeeper, will there be anything wrong with this, after all, this has been spread all over the place, saying that the emperor ...... him"

Before the little guy finished speaking, Shopkeeper Zhou fanned over with a big-eared scraper, "Little rabbit cub, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, which is something that small people like you and I can talk about at will, go and do things." ”

Hongfu Lou's move, the surrounding few have also added color, although it can not be compared with previous years, but this hundred flowers banquet is still impressive. Although the Hundred Flowers Banquet was lively, it still couldn't stand the rumors that he was critically ill and spread among the people.

Now the emperor who is rumored to be critically ill is Emperor Jinde, who ascended the throne at the age of 12 and has reigned for 38 years, but the heirs of the royal family are not vigorous, and there are only four sons and three daughters. Except for the second prince who died young, the rest of the princes are still there. The thirty-second prince is already the year of his establishment.

It stands to reason that there is no child in the middle palace and no heirs, but the eldest prince is born an idiot. The third prince is twenty and five, and he is a rich and noble man who ignores the affairs of the court. The emperor's favorite fourth prince is still a ten-year-old child.

The queen has no favor and no children, and the power of the harem is in the hands of Su Guifei, the mother of the four princes. Su Guifei's family has a lot of influence in foreign dynasties. Yes, after the news of the emperor's serious illness leaked, the call for the fourth prince to be the crown prince became louder and louder.

This year's princes were all absent from the peony feast, which also made the situation even more tense. The change of the throne and the changes of the princes all made the spring of the third year of the Shengyuan Dynasty a layer of depression.