The deepest part of the royal dungeon, where the sun can't reach, even if the torches inside are not extinguished all year round, that kind of oppression is not something that everyone can bear.

It is the guards inside, all of which alternate day and night, and they have to be replaced every once in a while, in order to ensure their physical and mental health, so as not to break down.

Mo Xiu and King Huaiyuan, who were locked inside, were really bulls.

I don't know the passage of time, the consistent environment, the silent and depressing atmosphere, a good person, can drive crazy.

But these two people, who should eat, drink, and sleep, do not seem to be affected at all.

The door of the passage was suddenly opened, and even the King of Huaiyuan, who was closing his eyes and meditating, looked up, his clothes were clean, his expression was normal, his eyes were gentle, and he seemed to have just come in.

The one who sent the things was the eunuch of the celebrant eunuch, in order to ensure that it was sent down by Gonggong Feng himself, looking amiable, in fact, Gonggong Feng is also a person who practices martial arts.

"Lord Jun, our family is giving you a banquet by order of His Majesty, and today Your Majesty will feast on the ministers, no matter what the Lord of the County says, it is also royal blood, and the ancestral etiquette cannot be spent."

As he spoke, the little eunuch who followed behind Gonggong Feng handed over the food box to the guard, who opened the cell door and placed all the contents of the food box on the table.

Chicken, duck and fish, six dishes and one soup, meat and vegetable matching, the craftsmanship of the imperial chef, take it out and the aroma is fluttering.

"Then Gonggong Feng thanks Your Majesty for this king."

"We remember." Gonggong Feng responded with a smile and looked up at the guards.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has given you a royal banquet in the upper hall, remember to use it when you take your shift." The people of the royal dungeon, Yan Wushuang did not forget.

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, thank you Gonggong Feng." Although the guards were a little surprised, the salute was still a matter of course, and the banquet was also implicated in their guards, thank you so much to the eldest princess.

After explaining twice, the little eunuch handed a purse to the guard: "The eldest princess has a reward before, take it."

When he was about to leave, Gonggong Feng turned his head to look at the King of Huaiyuan County, who was silently looking at a table of imperial meals: "Don't worry, Lord County, this came out with the Liuli Pavilion banquet, there is nothing, it is just a piece of Your Majesty's heart."

Snorted coldly, and left.

In the dungeon, King Huaiyuan was a little silent, and after a long time, he looked at the guard: "Is it okay to give these plates to Master Mo?"

The guards looked at both sides, went in and took out a few dishes and sent them to Mo Xiu's cell, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Mo Xiu's martial arts were abolished, and the soft tendons on his body were used once in a while, and he still had shackles on his feet, although he didn't have them on his hands, but it also restricted his movements, even when his martial arts were in their heyday, he couldn't get out of this dungeon.

After half a ring, only the sound of eating remained, what did King Huaiyuan think in his heart, this, really no one can know.

In the glazed pavilion, the hundred officials have basically sat down, only a few people on the main seat have not come, the prince of Zhenguo, the king of the west, and the king of Hejian have all attended, and many ministers are talking to the juniors, so as not to admit that people are wrong, it will be too embarrassing.

Wei Guogong did not attend, and none of the people from Wei Guogong's mansion came, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, the banquet in the palace naturally appeared.

King Ze attended with the lord of Cheng'an, but Princess Tart was ill and failed to come.

Princess Taco also came here with her maid in a low-key manner, looking at her appearance, her beauty is insufficient, and she is beautiful, after all, even if it is a royal family, it is not necessarily beautiful and talented, and King Tang is not also ordinary.

When the saint, King Sheng and the princess, the king side by side and the eldest princess Rong'an arrived, everyone saluted and greeted him. After waiting for the Holy Majesty to take his seat, he got up without courtesy.

"Everyone, this is a festive season, the monarchs and ministers gathered, in the past year, you have been busy with political affairs, hard work, I have a glass of turbid wine, talk about gratitude."

Everyone hurriedly raised their wine glasses, and their expressions were a little excited: "It is the duty of a courtier to share worries for Your Majesty, and Your Majesty is a holy grace."

As for the holy cup, it will naturally not be wine, the imperial doctor said that before the saint is eighteen years old, try to drink as little as possible, this is just replaced by clear spring water.

is so far away, where can the courtiers see clearly, it is good that the saint's mind is reached, and it does not matter whether he drinks wine or not.

The pipa sounded, and the beautiful dancer came to the round stage in the middle in a dance costume, and her graceful figure stretched to the fullest, of course, there were not many people who could appreciate it, and most of them came to communicate.

The beautiful palace maid generally sends a rich meal, and the fourth prince and the seventh prince also attended this time, and the position of the position is below Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge, and there are many people in the court who pay attention to these two.

The ministers who came today, who have suitable daughters and sons in the family, have brought them, where can such a suitable blind date place be wasted.

In order to prevent drunken gaffes, Yan Wushuang asked the celebrant to prepare sake that tasted enough, but was not sinful, and this kind of thing was naturally available in the palace.

King Ze dealt with a group of people, looked at the man of the right age, and said to the county lord of Cheng'an beside him, the county lord of Cheng'an is a little younger than Yan Wushuang, and now Yan Wushuang has both children and daughters, but she doesn't even have the right person.

I used to love the prince of the Duke of Wei before, and I also played some small tricks, but after all, I was not in the stream.

"I think a few of your close friends are here, go and chat, there are the right people to get along with."

After getting the explanation of the elder brother, after the lord of Cheng'an and the king of Ze gave a salute to the elders, they went down with their skirts.

This banquet itself is mostly casual, and the saint is still eating and drinking on it, and several princes are very casual, and they slowly put it down.

"There doesn't seem to be many people around Princess Tako, I'll go check it out, and I'll be back later." In any case, Princess Taco is a barbarian and always has to give a few thin faces.

Besides, what can come here is nothing more than that the palace is not favored, and the mother's family does not have enough ability.

It's not like being in the palace and you can sit back and relax.

"Be careful, don't worry about anything else." Zhan Ge knew that Yan Wushuang treated Princess Tarta and Princess Taco well, but he thought of his former self, but he didn't want Yan Wushuang to be too restrained.

patted Zhan Ge's hand, Yan Wushuang walked over with Shuangshuang, many people noticed it, looked at the direction Yan Wushuang was heading, and understood a little.

Some people are even planning in their hearts, it's a big deal to give up a son and marry Princess Tako, His Majesty will always take care of a little more in the future, and Princess Rong'an will also save some face.

I didn't see that after Princess Tarta and King Ze got married, the rights and wrongs between King Tang and Princess Rong'an never mattered.

Princess Hejian has no interest in her son's marriage, and her sons are already married, that is, the prince sitting behind her, although the status of marrying a daughter-in-law is not very high, but it is enough to match this position, and her son likes it, so it is not a big deal.

"Wushuang, the eldest princess, is competent, Your Majesty looks like she won't be sealed in the past few years, and Wushuang is busy."

It's just that the king is sitting there alone, how can it feel a little desolate.

When King Hejian heard the princess's words, he lowered his voice: "She is the adopted daughter of succession, and it is normal, who let the concubines not worry."

It's not that the princess who came out of the palace is not nothing, but when there is chaos in the palace, she is jumping around, trying to find a sense of existence, and she was liquidated afterwards, and it is not so ruthless to cut off the head and hang the beam, but the Qingdeng Ancient Temple has been miserable for this life.

Mrs. Wang Shizi, who was sitting in the back, heard it clearly, and she was even more curious about this eldest princess who had only met a few times, and Mrs. Wang Shizi of the West next to her happened to come over, retract her mind, and talked.

At the top, the saint was full of food and drink, and a little burp was satisfied, so that the palace maid cleaned up the things on the table, prepared all the cakes for consumption, and began to use them slowly.

The people below chatted hotly, no one came up to chat with the saint, the saint was really a little suffocated, but remember what Yan Wushuang said, don't go down to panic everyone.

It is a good thing for the saint to be close to the hundred officials, but if it is too close, it is inevitable that some people will gain an inch, and when the time comes, it will not be very good.

Looking at the desk behind Zhen Guogong, a few little children who were talking, Shengshang's mind became active, beckoned, and Gonggong Wei came over.

"Whose family are those other than those from the Mansion of the Lord Zhenguo?"

Gonggong Wei followed the saint's line of sight and suddenly understood that the people who came this time, especially the families of several major generals at the border pass, had done their homework.

"Your Majesty, the white-clothed is the grandson of the Lord Zhenguo, who is six years old this year, Xuanyi is the grandson of the Xiwang Mansion, and he should be five years old this year, and the remaining moon-white brocade is the grandson of the Hejian Palace, who is also six years old, if the eldest princess and the eldest prince of the king side by side come, I am afraid it will be more lively."

The saint is only sixteen years old, and he only learned steadily after succeeding to the throne, and he was also a child before, so he thought it was interesting to look at it.

There are many people in the palace, but it is also dangerous, and when the Holy Lord is the tenth prince, he has no playmates.

"Go, call them over, and I'll ask."

Gonggong Wei has been with the saint for seven or eight years, where do you not know the meaning of the saint, although he knows that there are some inconsistencies, but the saint is the number of rites, and it passed after the answer.

Calling other people's children, naturally you have to make it clear to the elders, although Zhen Guogong was a little surprised, he also agreed, and the three children looked at each other, and they were invited by Wei Gonggong.

He was about to kneel down and salute, but was stopped by the saint: "No need to be polite, go and get a few stools."

Naturally, the main position can't be a human being, and it's not good to let the three little ones stand all the time, so the Holy One came up with such a solution.

Father-in-law Wei was intimate, and specially held a circle chair, which was lower than the dragon chair of the saint, but it did not prevent the saint from speaking.

"You are the prince of Zhenguo, the uncle of the king of the west, and the junior of the uncle of the emperor of the river?"

Although it was the first time I saw the saint, how did I feel different from what my grandfather said, the three little ones looked at each other and nodded heavily.

The older prince of Hejian replied: "Yes, Your Majesty,...... Minister......"

Without an official position, the six-year-old little master of Hejian Wangfu was stumped by a self-proclaimed one.