The banquet room is spacious enough to accommodate up to 100 people. Everyone sat down, the crown prince and Zongzheng sat side by side on the top seat, Fu Chip and Princess Rongle sat opposite each other, and Lord Yu sat under Fu Chip. At the beginning of the banquet, he was polite first, and the official etiquette Fu Chip did an extremely thoughtful job. At this dinner, not only the most famous chef in the capital was invited, but also the girl from Tianxianglou was called to play the piano and dance to help the wine.

The sound of the piano flows, melodious and cheerful. The exquisite dishes were served one by one, Zong Zheng Xiaoren moved the chopsticks first, tasted it, and exclaimed: "It is worthy of the chef invited from a restaurant in the capital, the color and flavor are complete, good!" General Fu has a heart! When he said this, it seemed that this feast was specially set up for him, and several other people were stained with his light.

"It's good to the prince's taste." Fu Chip smiled gently, and when he lowered his eyes, a faint mockery gently crossed the corners of his eyes, and it was fleeting.

Zong Zhengwu's face was expressionless, his eyes swept over the sitting eldest princess Rongle intentionally or unintentionally, and he couldn't smell the aroma of fat powder that seemed to come out of his bones, so he always felt vaguely familiar.

The eldest princess Rong Le just didn't realize it, looking at the wine and food in front of her, her expression was indifferent, she had no appetite at all, and just sat quietly.

The sound of the women's piano suddenly changed, and the soft and graceful tune flowed out from between the fingers, and the eight women in blue outside the hall door responded to the sound of two rows of shallow broken steps, curling in, their arms gathered in the middle and raised high, and the sky-like blue water sleeves hung down to the ground. Walked to the center of the room, eight people formed a circle, with the gentle swing of the willow waist of the song, sixteen long sleeves danced together, drawing a semicircular arc in the air, suddenly two colorful water sleeves rose from the center of the circle formed by the woman in blue, in the surrounding blue like a rainbow rising in the spring sky, dazzlingly beautiful, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The woman was dressed in a tulle dress woven of colorful silk, her waist was soft and boneless, her dancing figure was as light as a butterfly, and her breasts trembled lightly under the gauze with her dancing, looming. A water-colored light veil covered her entire face, looking faint and hazy, and with her wonderful dancing, it added a sense of mystery and charm.

Zong Zheng Xiaoren's body kept leaning forward, his eyes were shining with lustful light, and he stared at the woman in colorful clothes, and his eyes didn't turn.

Zong Zheng was stunned for a moment, this woman's figure looked so familiar...... An inexplicable anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he clenched his fists, but his face was impassive.

After the dance, Zongzheng Xiaoren stood up, clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay! It was Chang'e in the Moon Palace who saw the girl's dancing posture, and she was afraid that she would die of shame. He laughed a few times, walked down the banquet, looked up and down at the woman's gaze, as if she was not wearing clothes, reached out and wanted to take off the woman's veil, the woman hurriedly took a few steps back, avoiding his hand, he was not annoyed, but was a little more interested, simply put his hands behind his back, took out his prince's posture, and asked in a lofty tone: "Are you new to Tianxianglou?" I haven't seen you before, what's your name? ”

The woman in colorful clothes saluted him, lowered her head, and responded in a slightly hoarse voice: "The little woman is incense, and she entered the Tianxiang Building the day before yesterday." ”

Zong Zheng Wuwu's eyes were fixed on the woman in colorful clothes, although this voice did not sound exactly the same, but it was more like the result of a deliberate change, he couldn't help frowning, but still didn't make a sound.

Zong Zheng Xiaoren asked again, "Do you want to leave Tianxiang Tower?" The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

Trace's head hung lower, silent, as if hesitating. Without the joy or gratitude that Zong Zheng Xiaoren expected, Zong Zheng Xiaoren raised his eyebrows and said, "What, do you think this Prince's Mansion is not as good as a Tianxiang Building?" ”

Trace Xiang hurriedly knelt on the ground, her voice sounded slightly trembling, and said, "The little woman doesn't dare." ”

Zong Zheng Xiaoren said: "Forgive me and don't dare!" "The prince is lustful, this is a well-known thing, and he has brought women back to the house from the Qinglou more than once or twice. Lord Yu thought about his daughter, his face was not very good-looking, he took a sip of tea, coughed lightly, and reminded him that the purpose of coming this time was to get into a relationship with General Weiguo, not to come to the General's Mansion to find a woman. Zongzheng Xiaoren understood, but his eyes still kept glancing at Trace, although he hadn't seen his face yet, but her dancing posture alone was enough to make people fascinated. He glanced at Fu Chip, as if he had some scruples, Fu Chip knew in his heart that after all, this person was invited by him from Tianxianglou, and the prince had to ask him to open his mouth. So, he smiled and said: "The prince likes Miss Xiangxiang, it is her creation." After the banquet, I sent someone to Tianxiang Building to say that it was not a big deal. ”

Zong Zheng Xiaoren's mood suddenly brightened, and he took Trace's hand and led her to sit beside him.

Zongzheng's worry-free eyes grew cold, and his heart was irritable and inexplicable, if this woman was her, then she was trying to get rid of him, using Zongzheng Xiaoren to leave the general's mansion, willing to sacrifice her hue, and be despised? ! He resisted the urge to lift the veil and find out, waiting to see what else was to come.

Fu Chip raised his hand and gestured outside, and a maid carefully walked into the banquet with a white jade wine jug, Fu Chip smiled and said, "Pour it for all distinguished guests." ”

The color of the wine is transparent and clear, and once you put it into the glass, the wine is full of aroma and rich and mellow.

Zongzheng Xiaoren and Lord Yu are both veterans in wine, and when they smell the aroma of wine, their eyes are bright, and they know that this is a rare wine in a hundred years, and Lord Yu exclaimed: "Ten miles of incense!" ”

Zong Zhengwu was shocked in his heart, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife in an instant.

Fu Chip said with a smile: "Lord Yu has extraordinary knowledge, but this wine is 'Ten Miles of Fragrance'. ”

"Ten miles of incense" is brewed for a family surnamed Qin in the suburbs of the capital, and it is said that this wine is fragrant for ten miles. Smelling the aroma of wine, Zong Zheng Xiaoren exclaimed: "It turns out that this is 'Ten Miles of Incense', and it really lives up to its name." I heard that this wine no longer exists in the world, I don't know where General Fu got it? ”

Fu Chip said: "It was given by a friend by chance. ”

Lord Yu sighed: "At the imperial banquet thirteen years ago, the civil and military officials at the banquet all praised this 'ten miles of incense' as the best in the wine, but I don't know what happened after that banquet, which caused Your Majesty to be furious, and the Qin family was beheaded all over the house. It's a pity that there is not even a person who has passed down this good craft of winemaking! ”

Fu Chip glanced at Zongzheng without a trace, only to see that his face was pale, and a storm seemed to be brewing in his gloomy eyes. Fu Chip smiled and said, "Lord Yu is already drunk before he gets drunk. ”

Lord Yu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that after the Qin family tragedy thirteen years ago, His Majesty had decreed that no one was allowed to mention this matter again, and violators would be punished for the crime of treason. And since then, the palace has never seen a drop of wine stars in the banquet. Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, look at me...... Just smelling the wine and starting to talk nonsense, I don't remember what I just said, heh... Hehe......" he laughed awkwardly.

Princess Rong Le is like a spectator about the things in between, calm and calm. Occasionally raising his eyes and glancing over, he seemed to see the trace incense beside the prince trembling when Lord Yu mentioned thirteen years ago. She couldn't help but think that everyone in the world was cold, and she only regretted that the Qin family's winemaking skills were lost, but no one sighed for this tragic death.

Fu Chip picked up his wine glass and said, "Today's wine is current, don't talk about anything else." Everyone, please! ”

Zong Zheng Xiaoren was no longer polite, he picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink, but suddenly felt a cold air approaching the door, he turned his head to look, only to see that Zong Zheng's evil eyes were as cold as ice thorns, and his whole body was full of cold breath, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, remembering that Zong Zheng Wuwu seemed to hate wine and women since thirteen years ago. He smiled lightly and said, "Brother Seven Emperors, this 'Ten Miles of Incense' is the best in the wine, and you can also make an exception to taste it." Otherwise, it is a big regret in life! ”

Zongzheng has no worries about the blue tendons on his forehead, and his body is stiff like iron, ten miles of incense, ten miles of incense...... As soon as these three words were mentioned, they lingered in his mind, and he tried his best to suppress the churning things in his chest, and with a wave of his hand, the jade cup that Zongzheng Xiaoren handed to his lips suddenly shattered, and the wine in the cup condensed into a column of water, brushing the tip of his nose across the face of the woman beside him, and rushing straight to the pillar on the side.

The water pierced through the columns, leaving a tiny black perforation that sprinkled on the opposite wall.

Zong Zheng Xiaoren only felt a pain at the tip of his nose, and hurriedly touched his nose, and the red blood on his fingertips reminded him that he had just turned around from the ghost gate, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The whole room was enveloped in a bone-chilling air, and even breathing was frozen. The sip of wine that Master Yu had just drunk was still in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it. That sip of wine was no longer a fine wine for him at this moment, but a deadly poison. His lips opened slightly, and the wine trickled down the corners of his trembling mouth and down his neck into the placket of his clothes, like a poisonous snake crawling through his body, shivering uncontrollably.

There was silence for a while, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

The light veil on the surface of the trace fragrance was cut by the water column and fell to the ground, revealing an extremely beautiful face-

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