Chapter 14 Chrysanthemum Banquet Competition

I couldn't help but look at the man in front of me carefully. Unlike Teng Yanbai, although his complexion is not fair, it is not black. The garden is full of gold, the garden is full of brightness, only him, dark robe. The wind blew, the fragrance of chrysanthemums, and he walked in, as if there was a faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers on his body.

Su Yincheng, the youngest son of the Su family, is full of banter and frivolity in his eyes, and in his current words, he is full of ruffianism.

"I don't know what Mr. Su thinks?"

Su Yincheng closed the fan. "I can't talk about Gao Jian, but the second county lord is a five-word poem, and the ninth county lord should have the same number of words as the second county lord, so it is fair."

After speaking, the body leaned forward slightly, and the eyes looked at you straightly, and the corners of the mouth were uninhibited.

You tilt your head and chuckle disdainfully, raising an eyebrow. Five-word poems, what's so hard about this. Take a gentle step forward and look at the Empress sitting on the high platform looking at you worriedly. With his hands in front of his chest, he chanted loudly: "If you want to climb high, no one will bring wine." Pity the old garden chrysanthemum, should be open on the battlefield. ”

You looked at the empress with firm eyes, and through the full chrysanthemums, you seemed to see the war in Chang'an City that year, the blood-stained heavenly street, and the broken walls and remnants, clusters of chrysanthemums were still lonely and open.

Tragic and sympathetic!

The audience fell into a silence that was even more silent than before. Qiansheng was completely speechless, and the empress was slightly relieved, looking at you with approving, Qiantao was slightly stunned at first, and then looked at you proudly the next moment, and for some reason, there was a little luster in his eyes.

Turning his head to look at Yanbai, this man has been looking at you behind him just now, his lips trembled slightly, for a long time, a thousand words turned into a smile like jade.

Looking back, you looked at Su Yincheng defiantly, and he saluted respectfully, "The lord of the nine counties is brilliant, and the ministers and slaves have to admire." ”

But when he raised his head again, the ruffian in his eyes did not diminish at all, but added a little playfulness.

The empress clapped her hands, "Today's performance of the Nine Counties Lord is really unexpected for me, come here, give me a seat, and get closer to me." Let's go on. ”

Qiansheng had just woken up from a big dream at this time. I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot this time. didn't make you make a fool of yourself in public, but made all the ministers look down on you. Indignantly, she walked to her seat and pushed away the maidservant who had stepped forward like a dress.

Although there was no danger just now, but your heart is still tight, you must know that this is the closest position to the empress, and only the empress can have this honor. Could it be that the empress really understood this idea. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, so I simply shook my head directly, sat down and continued to enjoy the performance.

Su Yincheng's eyes on the other side have never left you. Seeing that the banquet continued as usual, he gently walked to an inconspicuous rockery in the Imperial Garden and beckoned to the darkness.

I saw a pair of men and women in night clothes appearing out of nowhere.

"Shadow see Pavilion Master."

"Get up, help me keep an eye on the dry moon, and report to me at any time."

"Yes."

The man looks at you playfully, and the story is even more interesting.