When everyone left, the courtyard suddenly became quiet, and the autumn wind floated and fell on the people, bringing a coolness.

"Let's go back to the house and rest." Jin Yuan got up and pulled Ning Zhao up, but Ning Zhao didn't move.

Ning Zhao looked at Jin Yuan, and then turned his head to look at the night sky. She also drank some wine tonight, and there was a slight heat on her cheeks, and the cool wind blew on her face, which was very comfortable.

"Sit for a while." Ning Zhao tugged Jin Yuan's hand and said.

Jin Yuan followed Ning Zhao for everything, sat back again, next to Ning Zhao, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her shoulder, and chuckled: "It's been a long time since I've been so lively today." ”

"yes." For Jin Yuan, after the wedding, he went to Daxing, for Ning Zhao, the wedding was the first happy moment in this life, and today is the second time.

Finally took Aunt Dou to her side, Ning Zhao's worried heart could be completely put down, and from now on, between her and Ning Fu, except for the hatred of the two lives, she no longer had any worries.

"Now that my mother is by my side, my wife can rest assured." Jin Yuan rubbed Ning Zhao's cheek, then looked at her and said with a smile: "In order to let my mother enjoy the joy of family as soon as possible." ”

Jin Yuan's smile deepened, Ning Zhao felt that he was not serious when he looked at it, thinking that there must be nothing good to say, he couldn't help but reach out to his chest and stand up, turned his head and walked into the house, "Sleepy, sleep." ”

Jin Yuan sat on the spot, suddenly laughed, and quickly made up for what he hadn't finished talking about before, "I haven't finished talking yet, in addition to the old people, there are also young people." ”

Seeing that Ning Zhao stepped into the house, his delicate hand touched the door, Jin Yuan quickly got up, and the moment before Ning Zhao's door closed, he dodged into the room.

"Madame, how can you be more impatient than I am." Jin Yuan blocked the person at the door, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Ning Zhao didn't resist the urge to roll his eyes, and said, "Lord Jin, the word frivolous is no longer worthy of you. ”

"Oh?" Jin Yuan hooked his lips and asked, "Does that lady think of being worthy of me?" ”

Ning Zhao raised his hand and pinched Jin Yuan's chin, nodded, chuckled, and spit out two words: "Frivolous!" ”

Jin Yuan laughed, bent down and picked the person up, strode towards the bed, and said as he walked: "Be frivolous, be frivolous, if Madam likes it." ”

After that, Ning Zhao's whole person had been pressed into the soft bed, and he wanted to resist, but he found that his hands and feet were imprisoned by Jin Yuan, and he glared at Jin Yuan helplessly and speechlessly.

As the warm smell of wine entered his mouth, the fierce and long kiss made Ning Zhao completely surrender.

The candlelight flickered, the curtain swayed, and the tune was composing......

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"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The sound of singing echoed on the Jinluan Palace, solemn and solemn.

The old emperor sat on the dragon chair, his eyes swept lazily over the people present, and waved his hand gently. said: "Zhong Aiqing is flat. ”

The civil and military officials Xie En got up, held the jade wat in his hand one by one, lowered his head slightly, and stood respectfully.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu Kong Pingshan came out of the ranks, looked at the old emperor deeply, and said: "Your Majesty, after the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet, there is a chrysanthemum banquet once a year, and the envoys of the vassal kings from all over the country will soon enter Beijing, and the Ministry of Rites has arranged a sign for the chrysanthemum banquet, please review it." ”

With that, he took out the piece and handed it to the eunuch with both hands.

The steward eunuch took the concerto, bowed and trotted to the old emperor, and respectfully presented it to the old emperor.

The old emperor took it, flipped it over, nodded, and said: "The chrysanthemum banquet is already a practice in the palace, and it is handed over to the Ministry of Rites every time, and this year it will be handed over to Kong Aiqing to do it, I can rest assured." ”

Kong Pingshan bowed down again and received the order, "The minister will live up to the emperor's high expectations." ”

Since then, there have been officials from the six ministries of the three provinces, among which the Ministry of Industry has fed back on the construction of the official road, Jin Yuan listened with some heart, and there was nothing important in the follow-up, and the old emperor announced the dissolution of the dynasty.

The hundred officials exited the Jinluan Hall in turn, Jin Yuan walked behind, and just walked out of the door and was about to go down the steps, when a hand suddenly came on his shoulder, followed by Murong Cheng's smiling voice.

"After the last autumn hunt, this palace hasn't had a good chat with Lord Jin for a long time." Murong Cheng patted Jin Yuan on the shoulder, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "Lord Jin will definitely enter the palace early for this chrysanthemum banquet, and this palace can also have a good chat with Lord Jin." ”

As he spoke, Murong Cheng seemed to think of something, and said, "By the way, there is also Miss Ning Er, oh, no......"

Murong Cheng smiled at Jin Yuan and said, "It shouldn't be called Second Miss Ning now, it should be the lady, and when the time comes, bring your wife to participate." ”

Jin Yuan also smiled, nodded at Murong Cheng, and said, "The lower official and his inner son must attend on time and wait for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Murong Cheng nodded, suddenly leaned closer, and said meaningfully: "I heard that there will be a surprise on the day of the chrysanthemum banquet, but it is about Lord Jin." ”

Jin Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did I get the surprise, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't want to make fun of me." ”

"Alas......" Murong Cheng smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Lord Jin Daxing and his party almost died, not only did they do the errand assigned by their father, but they also found out Zhang Xing, who was greedy for ink and fraud, this is a great achievement!" ”

"My father didn't reward Lord Jin in public, but he was also thinking about Lord Jin behind his back." Murong Cheng's smile deepened, "When it comes to the chrysanthemum feast, Lord Jin will know what surprise his father has prepared for Lord Jin." ”

Jin Yuan's heart moved slightly, but his face was still indifferent, he arched his hand towards Murong Cheng, and said with a smile: "As a minister, the monarch gladly accepts the reward, which is what he has done, and he is also worried about the emperor." ”

"Yes!" Murong Cheng patted Jin Yuan's shoulder again and reminded again, "Remember to bring your wife to participate." ”

After saying that, Murong Cheng glanced at Jin Yuan with a smile, waved his hand, and walked away.

Jin Yuan stood in place, his smile gradually narrowed, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Surprise?

The old emperor weighed the pros and cons and did not explicitly reward Jin Yuan for this great revival, and gave some gold and silver money to appease, Jin Yuan understood in his heart, thinking that it would pass like this, but he didn't expect that there would be something else.

Murong Cheng came to remind him this time, Jin Yuan didn't know what kind of calculation he had in his heart, but it would definitely not be good.

He reminded himself twice and three times to bring Ning Zhao, what did this mean?

The old emperor, the surprise, and Murong Cheng's meaningful smile......

Jin Yuan took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, his face returned to his former indifference, and Shi Shiran left.

Chrysanthemum feast is the tradition of Yan State, every year after the Mid-Autumn Festival, led by the old emperor, sponsored by the Ministry of Rites, the officials of the vassal kings from all over the country, and even the envoys of the vassal countries, all have to enter Beijing to participate, which is equivalent to the Wanshou Festival.

Recently, in the early dynasty, the most discussed was the indication of the chrysanthemum banquet, Jin Yuan, as the secretary of the household department, only needed to give money according to the article approved by the cabinet, and the rest of the things had little to do with him, so that for several days, Jin Yuan was very idle.

Thinking that there was more to accompany Ning Zhao, Ning Zhao was busy.