Anyang Palace, the vermilion gate is newly brushed with red paint, so bright that it can reflect the human face, the door nail of the bowl is big, and the gold lacquer beast face is shining with golden light, dazzling eyes. The red lanterns are hung high, and the guards standing in front of the door are all dressed in brocade and red scarves, solemn and festive, and even the two stone lions under the steps are also wearing red and hanging colors, staring at the crowd with giant eyes and looking at the people who come and go majestically.

The prince's birthday, the city celebrates. Except for a few officials who stayed behind, all the officials from the top and bottom of Anyang Mansion came to the palace to help. The main gate of the palace was wide open, and the incense carriages and horses on the long street outside the gate of the palace lined up in a long line, and the master of ceremonies who greeted the guests smiled so much that his cheeks were numb.

Several ox carts of the academy were particularly conspicuous, and Deng Shanchang took the twenty students of the academy to get out of the car, looking calm under the gaze of everyone. In front of the palace, a steward greeted him and greeted him with a smile: "Chief Dengshan, the prince ordered you to come and invite you directly." As he spoke, he led everyone directly into the palace, causing everyone to talk about it.

Stepping into the palace, the palace is connected with the high platform, the pavilion and the corridor are staggered, the lights are hung everywhere, and the silk and bamboo are fluttering, which is like a fairyland on earth. When Jiang Anyi entered the palace for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't dare to look around, but just looked down at the road.

Passing through the long jade road, connecting the two palace gates, you will come to a majestic hall, which is the legendary Yin'an Palace. The main hall is about ten zhang deep, more than 20 zhang wide, and 36 red lacquer pillars support the whole hall. The moire throne is placed on the high platform in the middle of the main hall, and the incense burner and copper crane are filled with smoke on the pedestal on both sides, and the whole hall exudes a light fragrance. Under the corridor of the main hall, the bell rings the chime, and the music is melodious.

Long tables have been set up on both sides of the main hall, twelve columns and ten rows on the left and right, and the steward led Feng Shanchang to the position of the second column of the fifth row on the left road, and said with a smile: "Deng Shanchang, this is your seat, and the ten tables behind you are the seats of the students of the academy." ”

This position is not forward or backward, and it is opposite to the position of Fuxue. The students of the Fuxue School are dressed in green shirts, which are far away from the blue shirts of the college. Deng Shanchang is a single table, the rest is the two of them at the same table, others are desperately squeezing forward, Jiang Anyi found a big pillar to sit down, and Lin Yizhen sat with him.

The birthday banquet is set at three o'clock in the unitary hour, and at this time, there are already many people in the hall, some people sit down peacefully, enjoy the fruit and melon refreshments on the table, some people walk around, looking for friends, and some have words in their mouths, obviously preparing the congratulatory words at the birthday banquet.

Lin Yizhen saw that Jiang Anyi was absent-minded, and chuckled: "An Yi is calm, and he wants to be confident, with An Yi's poetic talent, you are the leader today." ”

"Brother Lin wants to joke, An Yicai is shallow in learning, and he only came to the palace for a long period of knowledge, and he has no intention of showing ugliness in front of the public."

Lin Yizhen knew that Jiang Anyi was humble, most of these words were sincere, and he was secretly happy in his heart, if Jiang Anyi was unwilling to appear, the birthday speech he carefully prepared might be pleasing to him.

There were more and more people in the hall, and Feng Shanchang got up from time to time to make noise with people. Suddenly, the bell chime sounded, and everyone got up, only to see an old man wearing a purple and gold crown and a nine-python robe rushing in, followed by a large group of people, and the king of Anyang arrived. Shi Qingfeng, the king of Anyang, sat down safely, raised his hand to signal everyone to sit, Jiang Anyi saw that the king of Anyang was full of red light, his beard was black, his eyes were blazing, he was not angry and arrogant, and he sat on the throne as steady as a mountain.

The auspicious time has arrived, the sound of firecrackers is extremely noisy, and several sons in golden robes and jade belts standing behind the king of Anyang took the lead and knelt on the ground, and everyone got up and bowed to the king of Anyang and congratulated: "Respect the joy of the prince." The sound spread to the outside of the hall, and the voices outside the hall were harmonious, and the sound shook the world for a while. The maids dressed up like flowers served wine and food, and the birthday banquet officially began.

The sound of silk and bamboo started, and a group of dancers floated in like flowers and butterflies, singing in unison: "Celebrate your birthday." Birthday celebration is a hundred thousand springs. Open an elegant banquet, and there will be relatives in the painting hall. Tian envelopes a big country, jade by silk, feeling the emperor's grace. Look at the ninefold and worship Yaoyun in the sky. Today's birthday, the number of birthdays, than the pine tsubaki. Pour the wine, the heart is like the person in the moon. A sandalwood board moved, and a stick of incense burned. Pray for the fairy. May every year be today, happy and new. ”

After a song, King Anyang laughed, and said to a rich old man over sixty years old on the right level: "This song is mellow and calm, full of wealth and nobility, it must be done by Chen Weng, thank you Chen Weng for the song, please." Chen Weng got up calmly, full of self-satisfaction and drank with the king of Anyang, winning a round of applause.

Lin Yizhen saw that Jiang Anyi didn't know who this weng was, so he whispered: "This is Chen Hongzheng Chen Weng." ”

Jiang Anyi suddenly realized, he didn't know his name for a long time, Chen Hong is a master of lyrics and songs, a famous person in the south of the Yangtze River, and Li Jinxian and Li Weng in Jiangbei are known as "rich and noble, and the word world is unique".

At the door of the hall, a woman in a red shirt dragged her skirt, surrounded by four maids, the noise began to be quiet in front of the door, and when the woman came to the front of the steps, Ying Ying bowed down, and the whole hall was silent.

"I wish the prince a thousand years of joy, and I wish the prince a longevity than the old pine of Nanshan, and the longevity of the sky is thousands of miles. Xinfei specially prepared a dance music for Wang Yeshou. The delicate voice echoed in the hall, soft to the bone, and a loud swallowing sound sounded in the hall.

"Okay, good, I have heard for a long time that Miss Xinfei's singing and dancing is a unique in the world, and today the lonely king is blessed to be able to see it, there is Miss Lao."

Xinfei's four maids held four musical instruments, namely the qin, the serpent, the flute, and the flute, and stood at the four corners. The sound of the piano is harmonious, the sound of the flute is gentle, the sound of the flute is high, and just listening to the music makes people intoxicated and forgetful.

With the sound of music, Xinfei lightly stretched her long sleeves, her skirt fluttered, like flowers waiting to be released, and the tip of her nose was like a light fragrance. And the posture is smart, like a colorful butterfly among the flowers, fluttering like a fairy. Everyone was already fascinated, and many people couldn't help but stand up and stand on tiptoe to move forward. Jiang Anyi was blocked from the front, and after a glance, he still felt that his clothes were fluttering, like flowing clouds, like a fairy Lingbo.

Xiao Sheng's voice is ethereal, the flute sound is clearer and clearer, the higher and higher it is pulled, the sound of the piano is becoming more and more urgent, Xinfei's dance steps are becoming more and more urgent, and the skirt is flying, as if it is about to fly into the air at the next moment. Everyone's hearts gradually rose with the dance steps, and when they mentioned their throats and eyes, they felt that their breathing was heavy, and their faces were red and their ears were red. The sound is extreme, the sound of the piano ends, the sound of the serpent stops abruptly, the sound of the flute is still curling, Xinfei sits cross-legged in the skirt, like a spring flower blooming, beautiful and unparalleled.

Only then did everyone's hearts return to their chests, and they breathed a sigh of applause.

"Papapa", King Anyang applauded and praised: "The capital preaches that Xinfei dances like a fairy, and today it seems that it is worthy of its name." Come to someone, give a seat, and enjoy the wine. The servant set up a table at the table of the king of Anyang, Xin Fei thanked her, and sat down, and four maids stood behind her with musical instruments in their arms.

Xinfei's dance pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax, and Li Gongzhao, the assassin of Anyang, took the lead in raising his glass and standing up, recited the first birthday message, and was given a glass of wine. Everyone stepped forward, you wrote a song, I offered a painting, he sang a few songs, the prince was rewarded, and the atmosphere of the banquet became more and more intense.

King Anyang smiled and instructed the prince, "Fang Dao, you go to toast for your father, thank you for appreciating the light." ”

Shi Fangdao teapot toasted from table to table, laughter and laughter everywhere he went, it seems that this world has a wide range of contacts and excellent popularity.

Lin Yizhen took the time to go to the front of the steps to offer a birthday poem, and King Anyang learned that he was the son of the Yihu Lin family, the son of Lin Tianhao in the household department, and said with a smile: "I was friends with Tianhao when I was young, and I haven't seen him for more than ten years since he entered Beijing as an official, but I didn't expect his sons to be so old." Are you studying at Zechang Academy? Do you want to take the township test this year? Someone, give this child a wishful wish. ”

Ruyi, as you want, the meaning of King Anyang's Ruyi is too heavy, in the envious eyes of everyone, Lin Yizhen returned to his seat a little fluttering, he knew that with King Anyang's Ruyi, he had won nine out of ten in this year's township examination.

Seeing that Lin Yizhen won a big prize, everyone in the academy was ready to move, lined up to the front of the steps to celebrate his birthday, Zhang Bojin won the reward of five taels of gold with "Naiwen is Wu Naishou, Chitose Pan Tao Kaishou City, such as bamboo, such as plums, such as pines, and nine times of spring".

Putting the gold in the middle of the table, Zhang Bojin's face was red, he was drunk before drinking, and he glanced at Jiang Anyi from time to time with horizontal eyes, and his pride was overflowing.

Shizi Shi Fangdao came over to toast, and Feng Shanchang was polite, and toasted with everyone in the academy in turn, and when he saw the gold on the table of Uncle Zhang, he smiled and said: "My father is getting more and more stingy, ten taels have become five taels, but except for Lin Yizhen, the reward belongs to you, and it is full of it, and Xiao Wang toasts you with a cup." ”

Zhang Bojin's bones were lighter, his hands were raised above his head, and he said: "Xiaosheng respects His Royal Highness the Prince, and wishes His Royal Highness the Prince of the World good health." ”

Shi Fangdao turned his head and saw Jiang Anyi sitting against the pillar, and said with a smile: "'Basil' is also here?" Why don't you make poems? Hiding behind a pillar and not daring to see anyone? ”

Jiang Anyi stood up blankly, not knowing what the prince meant. Lin Yizhen explained softly beside him that the prince of Zhuo Wangfeng was also in the pavilion that day, and he had heard Jiang Anyi's poem "Yin Ju", so he said this.

"On the peak that day, you scolded me together, and if you don't chant a good poem today, I won't be able to spare you. Come, drink a drink first. Shi Fangdao poured a glass of wine and handed it to Jiang Anyi.

Seeing the prince and Jiang Anyi smiling Yan Yan, Zhang Bojin's heart was like a snake, wishing that Jiang Anyi couldn't make a poem and angered His Royal Highness. Jiang Anyi was prepared before he came, and when he saw that the prince personally ordered the general, he read out the finished words: "The birthday feast is open, and the painting hall is like embroidery." The smoke sprays beasts, and the curtain is fragrant. A little star turns into a human show. Shaoyin plays, two lines of red sleeves, and persuades longevity. ”

Shi Fangdao's eyes lit up, and he sighed: "This poem is on par with Chen Weng's "Blowing Ni Dress", Jiang Anyi, you can't be in the limelight if you don't want to be in the limelight today." ”

Beckoning to call an attendant, Shi Fangdao whispered a few words, and the attendant hurried out of the hall. After a while, the music sounded, and everyone wondered why the music was heard again, when the song and dance had been said to have ended.

The dancer danced in, danced and sang: "The birthday feast is open, and the painting hall is like embroidery." The smoke sprays beasts, and the curtain is fragrant. A little star turns into a human show. Shaoyin plays, two lines of red sleeves, and persuades longevity. ”

Everyone was intoxicated, and the king of Anyang applauded loudly. Chen Hongzheng stood up and said, "Who did this, could it be that Li Jinxian also came to congratulate the prince on his birthday?" ”

King Anyang was also a little surprised, and asked, "Is Li Weng here?" Who made this word? ”

Shi Fangdao pulled Jiang Anyi to the bottom of the stairs and said with a smile: "It's not Li Weng who did it, but I have a new word immortal in Jiangnan." ”

Everyone is looking at the new word fairy.

With a "bang", the five taels of gold that Zhang Bojin entered the table fell to the ground heavily.