Chapter Seventy-Seven: Don't Be Too Fierce Prime Minister (33)
She felt much better comforting herself like this, but she was unwilling, she had always been the focus of everyone's eyes, and no man had ever rejected her......
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More than a month in advance, the Midyear Festival has finally arrived.
In the palace, in addition to worshipping ancestors, there will also be banquets, inviting people from the royal family outside, as well as court officials.
Previously, the royal family had been hastily involved in the midyear festival for three years.
One year the emperor died, the turmoil was not small, one year Nanyuan ascended the throne, his heels were unstable, and it was difficult to hold it well, and in the third year, it was purely Shen Jimo who felt troublesome and was too lazy to do it.
Similarly, other festivals have not been done well, and this midyear festival is the first serious banquet held by the royal family after three years.
Sacrificing ancestors and putting river lanterns to pray for blessings are sacred things in the eyes of people in this world.
Therefore, these nobles of the family also gave face, and when it came to the banquet in the evening, there were many people who refused to come because they had something to do.
Nanyuan's face became worse and worse, but no one took him seriously.
A puppet emperor with no real power.
Anyway, the prime minister doesn't care whether the banquet of the Midyear Festival will be held or not.
Yun Ruan is also here, she has been in this world for a few months, this body has grown a lot taller, although she is still petite, but no one treats her as a child.
"Amo ......"
She tugged at Shen Jimo's sleeve.
Shen Jimo doesn't like to be busy, there are very few people here, and no one sees them so close.
Yun Soft is really pitiful to see Nanyuan, or such a scene, it really tramples the face of the royal family into the ground.
Shen Jimo touched Yun Soft's head and said, "In this situation, if the emperor can think of a way, it will be very good for establishing his prestige." ”
Of course, Shen Jimo is coaxing, Nanyuan has no power in his hands, and no one supports him, and none of the nobles of the family look at him in their eyes, in this case, no matter what Nanyuan does, he is beyond his strength.
Yun Soft let out an "oh" and lowered his head a little depressedly.
She has seen the Lin family, the Lin family is here, but she didn't say anything for Nanyuan.
She can understand that they don't know what Ah Mo thinks, if they rashly stand on Nanyuan's side, they may cause trouble, and if they don't leave at this time, they are already giving Nanyuan face.
Shen Jimo looked at her drooping little head, a little helpless, and sighed.
"Qing'er."
It took Yun Ruan for a while to realize that Shen Jimo was calling her, and looked up at him suspiciously.
"I helped your imperial brother, is there a reward?"
Shen Jimo smiled, and Yun Soft was puzzled, "What reward?" ”
"Tell me that if I want a reward, you won't give it."
Yun Ruan never thought of what he could give Shen Jimo, but thinking that Shen Jimo would not harm her, he nodded.
"If Ah Mo wants to be rewarded, I will naturally give it."
After all, it's normal to pay for it, Yun Soft thought.
A dark light flashed in Shen Jimo's eyes, the folding fan opened, and he walked out.
Some people are born with attention, and after Shen Jimo went out, many people came to greet him, and Shen Jimo had a gentle smile on his face.
"What do you have to do at the banquet today?"
Everyone was stunned and didn't understand what Shen Jimo meant.
Shen Jimo shook the folding fan, looking pity.
"What kind of banquet can the new emperor prepare, the official is looking forward to it, but you are not coming, there are so many empty seats on the banquet, it is not good-looking."
Everyone was shocked and immediately changed their tone.