The most beautiful thing in life is that the candle night in the cave room is the time when the gold list is inscribed.

This year, the Qionglin banquet set up the West Garden, and hundreds of officials were invited to come, and the lanterns were as bright as day, which was comparable to the Shangyuan Festival, which was very lively.

Gong Yuan and the third class sat down one after another according to their ranks, and the black-clothed attendant glanced over, but found that the position of Tanhualang was still empty, and his brows furrowed.

Could it be that this Tanhualang was so happy that he forgot what day it was, and he still wanted to be charged with being rude.

Zhu Shengge, who was chatting and laughing with his peers, looked at the only vacant position in the field along the line of sight, beckoned the waiter to come over, and asked softly, "What time is it?" ”

The chamberlain whispered back to him: "It's already a moment of unitary time, and you can sit down first." ”

The banquet will be held at three o'clock, and even if someone is sent to the mansion to call someone over at this hour, it will be too late.

The hundred officials sat on the other side according to their ranks, and the emperor had not yet arrived before the banquet, so it was naturally very lively to talk and laugh at the bottom.

After another quarter of an hour, the officials over there announced that the emperor had arrived, and the officials knelt on the ground in an uproar, shouting: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The young emperor sat down and said, "Everyone, Aiqing, it's a banquet today, not a court, so you don't have to be too restrained." With that, he moved his gaze to an empty spot on the left, thoughtfully.

Lin Chaoge had just sat in the carriage at the moment, and rushed to the Qionglin banquet, followed by a noisy Xiao Yuzi, who was not a big deal, saw her glaring at him, just smiled and said nothing, and then hugged the person over, kissed her because she had just woken up, and her plain white face with a slight flush caused a roll of eyes.

Xiao Yuzi obviously loves her dazed and sleepy face when she just wakes up without the slightest defense, especially when she gets up during a nap, her face is always dyed with a smear of crimson/damp. Sometimes there are even one or two red marks pressed out of sleep, just like what people do, even the voice is soft and weak, just like a coquettish kitten calling.

"What are you worried about, Qionglin Yan can't run away, not to mention that you still go in with this king, who dares to say anything, even if they really say anything, there is this king to bear, what are you afraid of."

"I also said, if it weren't for you, how could I be late, I don't know what our relationship was arranged, but now it's okay, not only will I have the reputation of the Israeli servant, maybe after today, I will have to bear the title of a disaster to the country and the people." Lin Chaoge couldn't help but feel numb just thinking about it.

How did she bear this unfortunate misfortune?

"And today is the Qionglin Banquet, I'm just a little Tanhualang who is recognized as late, this is not what I want to die." At noon today, she was going to go back to change her clothes to participate in the waiting Qionglin banquet, but she was dragged to take a nap because she was not dead, maybe there was also a reason for her lack of willpower, and when she woke up, she found that it was too late, and she regretted it.

"What are you worried about, anyway, our relationship is just like what is said outside, what are you afraid of, the sky is falling and there is this king on top, not to mention that this king sees you sleeping soundly today, and I can't help but wake you up, and it doesn't hurt to wait for this king to explain one or two to His Majesty."

"Don't make noise, let me be quiet." Lin Chaoge pushed away her head, which was still leaning over, quite disgusted.

At the Qionglin banquet, the hundred officials sat on the other side according to their ranks, and the emperor had not yet arrived before the banquet, so it was naturally very lively to talk and laugh at the bottom. Several examiners and fellow examinees in this year's spring school were chatting, and suddenly one of them looked at a vacant seat in the upper seat and whispered: "Could it be that the regent is also late, and Tanhualang's courage is also emboldened, and there is no fear?" The tone was full of disdain and disdain.

That seat is deliberately vacated, so that there will be no people, right?

"You just don't say a few words, and besides, the sky of Tanhualang is falling and there are people above, what's the use of us eating salty radishes and worrying about it." The adults who were good friends with him pulled people.

"I know, but I can't get used to the villain's behavior."

After another quarter of an hour, the officials over there announced that the emperor had arrived, and the officials knelt on the ground in an uproar, shouting "Long live, long live, long live" to greet them.

The emperor sat down and said: "Calm down, today's banquet is not a court, so you don't have to be too restrained." With that, he moved his gaze to an empty spot on the left, thoughtfully.

The two vermilion wax plums originally planted in the imperial garden were dying for many years, but after a heavy snowfall, they inexplicably bloomed full of plum blossoms, fragrant and elegant, and the ministers went to the sun one after another: this is an auspicious omen. The flattery is endless. Bai Qingxing has always disbelieved in this set, but in order to appease people's hearts, he also set up this year's Qionglin banquet in the imperial garden to wish the country and the people peace in the coming year.

Tonight the night light is hazy, the starry sky is shining, and there is not even a trace of wind. More than 20 tables were set up in the imperial garden, and the new tributes of Prime Minister Wang Qing's scientific expedition this year were seated, and the purple gas seemed to be the prosperity of the country.

Bai Qingxing absentmindedly listened to the theory of long live our emperor, which had already formed a routine, and peeked at the empty seats of the delayed future people over there, he did not have any look on his face, but had a kind of wandering outside the world.

Confucianism advocated the heaven and earth monarch and the way of Confucius and Mencius, Zhou Gong's ceremony, Bai Qingxing refused to believe a word, he knew that this group of people were willing to lie at his feet and shout long live, and it had nothing to do with the true dragon and the son of heaven. What they are afraid of now is nothing more than the royal power that he turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain, so the people in the officialdom worked hard every day, for the sake of the word fame and fortune, and said that this life is frank and has no desires and no desires, so why bother to come to this troubled water?

When Bai Qingxing was young, he saw a lot of the hot and cold world and people's doubts, but he didn't know if he didn't know what kind of dirty thoughts were hidden under that clear and lonely face, but he really wanted to take a look and taste it.

was secretly speculating, and suddenly heard King Yongchang chuckle and said: "The emperor is so unrelenting, it is because people are absent in his heart, this wisp of soul, but I don't know which beauty or a certain adult is left behind." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eunuch waiting outside raised his tone and shouted that the regent was coming.

Bai Qingxing rarely got up to greet him, but on the surface it was a peaceful picture of uncle and nephew friendliness.

"Uncle Huang, you're finally here, but let me wait." The upper body was about to salute, but his eyes were looking at the person behind him who was hurrying into the venue, but he didn't scold, but laughed indifferently.

"There was an accident on the way, and I delayed a little time, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Yu Shu, the secretary of the subordinate department, took the opportunity to smile and said: "Your Majesty, there is wine but no poetry tonight, it is inevitable to lose the elegance, it is better to let all the adults here occupy their own mouths to add interest." ”

Another person preemptively shouted: "Tonight Qionglin has a banquet, and the talents who came to the Dugong Academy, why not write a poem with the strong sound of the moonlight and flowers lined with wine, which is the Qionglin banquet, why not use the moon as the word." ”

Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths to echo, too much of showing their faces in front of the holy face to leave a good impression.

"If that's the case, why not let King Yongchang make a start." Zhang Qiming laughed so much that his mustache was upturned, he never forgot to put on small shoes for the people he hated.

"Well, if this is the case, then the king will be ugly." As the only prince in this dynasty who is still alive in Emperor Beichen is the king of Yongchang who is now in his forties, he loved to dance with knives and guns when he was a child, and he had no ink on his chest, and he was born with His Majesty and the queen mother's knees, the relationship is naturally extraordinary, not to mention the hearty temperament, and there are no twists and turns in other people's hearts.

King Yongchang watched everyone coax him to compose a poem, scratched his ears and cheeks and didn't know what to do, suddenly he didn't know what he saw, and his eyes widened; "That osmanthus blooms! True! That's great! ”

The other unaware Gongshi had already pricked up their ears to listen to what a masterpiece it would be, and the more they looked forward to it, there was almost no mouthful of eighty-two years of old blood spurting out of the back.

Bai Qingxing occasionally picked his eyes, and when he saw the Lin Dynasty singer who had sneaked in just now playing with a gilded glass wine cup, his eyes were half-drooping, and there was a little bit of red on his face that had not dissipated, and even the cherry mouth was ruddy and lovely, and a sense of disgust suddenly came to his heart.

The second famous poem of King Yongchang has already been released, and he shook his head and read: "One by one, they are as big as flowers, as beautiful as a girl, and their faces are ......." ”

It doesn't matter now, Lin Chaoge took a sip of wine in his mouth, and with a "poof" sound, it all sprayed on the ground, what kind of living treasure is this.

The full audience shouted hello and praised one after another: "King Yongchang's poem is very interesting. ”

Someone opened his mouth, and the rest of the nature began to write famous poems in twos and threes, and the romantic summer clothes.

Immediately listened to Zhu Shengge's recitation: "When I first heard that there were no cicadas in the wild goose, the hundred-foot building was high and the water was in the sky. The green girl Su'e is resistant to cold, and the frost in the middle of the moon is fighting Chanjuan. ”

Everyone clapped their hands and laughed: "It is worthy of being an amazing and enviable new champion, he is really talented and quick-witted, and his export is a chapter." ”

Another Qingjun boy, who was also the ninth Gongsheng, immediately picked up; "The white arboreal crow in the courtyard, the cold dew is silent and the wet osmanthus is silent. Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house the autumn thoughts are. ”

Bai Qingxing also called people to prepare imperial wine before the banquet. The man was originally very thin-skinned, and was praised by everyone, but he was already red-faced, and he almost went under the table.

Everyone at the table read the poems one after another, except for a few good works, the others were all mediocre works, and Lin Chaoge was groggy when he heard it, and he almost fell asleep. Suddenly, I heard Changping waiting for Shang to win: "I heard that Tanhualang became famous as a young man, and his talent is extraordinary, why don't Tanhualang come and make a song." ”

Lin Chaoge was so startled by this sentence that he was a little groggy and drowsy, and ran away for a moment, noticing that the eyes of others were all on him, and pouted; "The young students are sparse and shallow, and I am afraid that they are not as good as the great talents here."

This is to show that he is not involved, but others dare not embarrass his little lover in front of the regent's nose, not to mention that people are still like a gourd's mouth, which cannot be pried.

"We have all made a few poems, if Tanhualang is really not good at poetry, we will not laugh at Tanhualang."