Gifts had been prepared before, Zhang Yue went home to bathe and change clothes, changed into a black fine linen cloth round-necked regular clothes, wearing short-winged and hard-footed sarla, accompanied the women in the family to gossip for a while, seeing that the sky was getting dark, and the lights were on, he took Chen Jia and other ten personal soldiers and took a carriage to the Jin Palace.

From afar, I saw that the middle door of the palace was wide open, the lights in front of the door were bright, the traffic was busy, and the palace pawns greeted each other next to him. It was still a little far away, so Zhang Yue got out of the carriage first, and asked the soldiers to find a restaurant nearby to drink and wait, only taking Chen Jia to walk over with two large bags of gifts.

Originally, it was said that it was a simple job, but the status of Guo Rong, the king of Jin, could not be simple, and his Yuan with Liu and his three sons were lost in the Qianyou Rebellion, and now this is the fourth son, and the father-in-law's family is also in a respected position, so it is naturally a ten, ten to a hundred, and the officials in Beijing have also heard the news.

The palace diner had seen Zhang Yue before, and after accepting the gift list and gifts, he sent the palace guards to lead him to the atrium guest hall, which was already lit up as daytime and overcrowded. But this seat is very interesting, from the main entrance to the inner side of the screen under the main seat, is a wide empty passage, guests on both sides of the case sitting, according to the level of each row three columns.

The people near the top and front rows were all high-ranking officials, but most of the visitors were not wearing official uniforms. Zhang Yue's identity is actually arranged in the corner of the last seat of the third row on the right, which shows that one of them is nothing in Tokyo, and it is a great honor to be a guest of honor in the Jin Palace.

Because it is a family banquet, it is not very grand, and it has not officially started, some people go in and out, and some people crowd together in groups of three or five, drinking tea and eating fruits and chatting. There were too many people in the whole lobby, and they were talking like cooking porridge at the same time.

Zhang Yue sat down on his seat, Chen Jia was an entourage, so he could only stand in the back, and there were many who looked like military attachés, all of whom were accompanied by one or two personal guards. Zhang Yue's eyes swept up and down the hall, and finally saw a few familiar figures, Li Chongjin and Zhang Yongde were there, He Jiyun didn't see it, he knew it in the inner hall, so naturally he couldn't come.

After a while, several old men entered the lobby and sat down in the front row of the head, at the front of the right side was a young military attache in his thirties with a short beard, and next to him sat Fu Yanlin, this should be the Fu family, Guo Rong's relatives, and subordinates.

The guests gradually arrived, Guo Rong finally appeared, all the guests got up to congratulate, the palace master of ceremonies came in to announce that the auspicious time had arrived, and then began to speak, and the banquet began after the end. The slaves who had been waiting outside for a long time rushed in through the side doors on both sides of the back, setting up utensils, and serving fruits, meals, and wines.

Toasting and congratulating, Guo Rong drank with the guests, and after three lights, he got up and left. Here in his capacity, the guests are careful not to be rude, and they will not be able to enjoy themselves. Sure enough, as soon as he left, porridge began to cook in the lobby again, Zhang Yue felt very boring, but his belly naturally had to be filled first, so he buried himself in pouring himself a drink and eating and drinking.

This drinking, suddenly found that this is rice wine, the taste is very familiar, pick up the white porcelain big round belly thin neck wine jug to see, there is a red paper trademark pasted on it, the picture is a red five-pointed star, there are five words in the star: red star dry rice wine!

Zhang Yue was very satisfied, this is the brand dry rice wine he drummed up, produced in Yanzhou, which is a revolutionary holy land, called Red Star, Zhang Yue also has a special feeling in his heart. I originally wanted to be called Shenghong, but I felt that I would be questioned by the literati, so I didn't dare to use the holy word. This batch of wine is estimated to have been brought back to Tokyo by Sha Weng, but he didn't expect to enter the palace, and it is difficult to sell it now.

Zhang Yue was gobbling up, when he suddenly heard a pleasant sound of dingdong, and the hall fell silent. Seven or eight male and female musicians held musical instruments such as pipa, stringed qin, and xiao flute, bowed down and walked in with small steps, knelt down on the carpet on the side of the hall, whispered something to each other, and then adjusted the timbre by themselves.

The sound of strings of notes sounded like a bead falling on a jade plate, and the guests sitting around looked at the field. The debugging gradually stopped, and at the command of the leader, the music sounded, and a large group of kabuki, all dressed in the same white dress, began to dance to the music festival at the side door at the back.

"Damn! It's so ugly! Zhang Yue couldn't help muttering, and he didn't know what kind of dance this was, the long white sleeves flicked, but it was a little elegant and smart, but the posture of the dancers looked a little stiff at a glance.

However, the woman who led the dance covered her face with a tulle scarf, obviously much more skillful, her steps were brisk, her posture was as ethereal as Ling Bo flying over, her slender arms were stretched, and her water sleeves were fluttering, and her eyes were like water with a soft and tranquil smile.

"Huh?" Zhang Yue was surprised for a while, the woman was Fu Yanlin's daughter, she had seen her twice before, and she recognized it at this time.

Zhang Yue stared at her eyes, the woman felt something, and glanced quickly over here while dancing, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly disappeared. As the queue jumped and danced, she turned to the right corner, she looked over again, and probably determined Zhang Yue's identity, raised her eyebrows and turned her head, and then ignored it.

At the end of the song, the maiko and musicians retreated one after another, and the guests began to casually get up and leave their seats, raising their lamps to toast each other. Zhang Yue didn't know many people he knew well, so he was too lazy to move. Suddenly, a big hand slapped on his shoulder, and Zhang Yue looked back and saw that it was Xiang Xun.

"When did Brother Xingmin transfer back to Tokyo? I didn't know. Zhang Yue stood up and asked in surprise.

"Haha...... Not long ago, how about a toast? Xiang Xun said with a smile.

"Good! Foolish brother does it first for respect! Zhang Yue raised his glass and drank it happily, and waited for the glass.

Xiang Xun drank it in one gulp, and when he saw Zhang Yue picking up the wine jug, he dissuaded: "Don't serve any more wine, His Royal Highness the King of Jin is in the back hall, let me take you there!" ”

"Oh...... Dare to disobey! Zhang Yue was bored, so he asked Chen Jia to sit and wait, put down the wine cup and go happily.

The two of them bypassed the open space of the banquet and went straight to the back door of the lobby, attracting a burst of sideways glances from the guests in the hall and greeting each other. Xiang Xun did not stop, and returned the salute one by one. It saved Zhang Yue a lot of embarrassment, and he couldn't help but secretly praise Xiang Xun as an envoy to the internal guest, which was very competent.

Out of the side door is the courtyard of the back house, from the corridor to the east to a side hall, I saw Guo Rongzheng talking to a few people, there were Fu Yanlin and the young man of the Fu family, as well as an old lady and a young woman.

This young woman is Mrs. Pengcheng County, Zhang Yue has also seen it once, and in surprise, several people in the hall turned their eyes, making Zhang Yue a little uncomfortable.

"You may be seated! Lone introduce, Xiang Xingmin, you all know each other, and the latter is Zhang Yuanzhen who I said before. Guo Rong beckoned, introduced to a few people next to him, and then turned his head to look at Fu Yanlin, saying his identity and official position.

Zhang Yue had no choice but to step forward and salute: "The last general, Zhang Yue, has seen General Fu!" ”

Fu Yanlin couldn't help but look at Zhang Yue, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite!" Sit and sit! ”

Guo Rong introduced the few people next to him again, the young man was Fu Zhaoxin, the second son of Fu Yanqing, and he was the commander of the Tianping Army; The old lady is Fu Yanlin's wife, Li, who was ordered to be named the lady of Donglai County; The young woman was Fu Yanlin's eldest daughter, Fu Liu, and she was appointed as the Lady of Pengcheng County. (To be continued.) )