Shang Yuchen looked at Xiao Chuhong from a distance, raised his glass and toasted him, and then raised his head to drink it all. Shang Yuchen's eyes are like black jade, his body is dignified, and his eyes are like cold stars, which is daunting. The crown of black hair is tied, and the crown is inlaid with thirteen pearls. It is lined with a dark robe, embroidered with a four-clawed python with golden silk thread, a dark belt is tied around the waist, and a dragon-patterned jade pendant hangs from the waist.

Xiao Chuhong is especially fond of cold colors, but some clothes are worn on his peers, which still looks old. But Xiao Chuhong has been on the battlefield since he was a child, and he has already cultivated the style of a general. Especially after Chu Moxuan lived in his body, the already similar faces of the two were even more imperceptibly blended.

The two looked at each other 'affectionately', leaving everyone in Shao Hua's hall completely behind.

With a tacit smile, Xiao Chuhong took the wine glass handed by the palace people, didn't care about the tentative eyes of others, raised his glass to drink, the Adam's apple rolled, and the cold wine was swallowed down his throat into his abdomen. Five fingers clenched the glass, turned it upside down, and not a drop of wine flowed out.

Ji Yunge in the women's banquet looked at Xiao Chuhong from afar through the bamboo curtain, and suddenly remembered Ji Mengping's teachings to her on weekdays.

No! She must not be emotional to Xiao Chuhong, she promised her father that she must help His Royal Highness King Qin ascend to the throne of the crown prince. At that time, she will be the most noble woman in the world.

Like Xiao Chuhong, sooner or later, he will end up like his father.

"The emperor has arrived! The Queen Mother has arrived! Yu Guifei has arrived! His Royal Highness King Qin has arrived! ”

A series of shouts from the waiters fell, and everyone who was originally of different colors changed their faces one after another, respectful, disdainful, surprised, and unwilling.

Looking at their surprised looks, the most proud was naturally Shang Yici.

In addition to the four of them, the most conspicuous of them is, of course, the 'boy' with red eyes.

Yu Wude, who was originally in the midst of a confrontation, had already learned the identity of this person from Shang Yici, and they did not show surprise.

The other courtiers, concubines, and ministers' families didn't know what was going on, but from the dignified faces of Shang Yujiao and others, as well as the attitude of accommodating them unconsciously in Beijing, it is not difficult to see that today should be the home of this person. Or perhaps, this misty palace banquet is for him!

Shang Yuchen comfortably lifted his sleeve robe, put the wine glass on the desk with a 'clang', and led everyone to get up and salute together.

"The sons and daughters see the father, the queen, and the concubine."

"The ministers knocked on the emperor, the queen, and the concubine. Long live the emperor, long live, mother, thousand years, thousands of years! ”

The emperor and queen sat directly above the steps hand in hand, and after taking their seats, Shang Yujiao pointed to the lower right position, and said with a pleasant smile, "Transcription, please take a seat." ”

"Emperor Xie!"

Childe arched his hand perfunctorily, and sat down with his legs crossed.

Shang Yujiao didn't care about his rudeness, and said in a deep voice downward, "All the ministers are exempt, get up." ”

"Emperor Xie!"

Everyone with different expressions sat down one after another, and then began to discuss in a low voice who could be so courteously treated by the emperor as a sacred person.

"Zhu Aiqing, inherit the heavens and the heavens, and follow the destiny of heaven. Today's preparations for the palace banquet are actually to receive the ancestor of Pheasant Di to come to Luoqi again. ”

"Pheasant Ancestor?" One of the courtiers stood up and asked, "Your Majesty?" Dare to ask the ancestor of the pheasant in your mouth, is it the transcription who once regarded the curse of heaven as nothing and saved tens of millions of people from the plague? ”

As soon as these words came out, a thousand waves were stirred in Shao Hua's hall.

It was as if their bodies were pinned to the ground, unable to move.

It is rumored that the ancestor of Pheasant Di has passed the year of the reblooming of the sixtieth armor, and about thirty years ago, Luo Qi broke out of the plague. Many innocent people initially had only symptoms such as fever and showed signs of mutual infection. When the local government heard about this, they immediately sent a doctor from the town to diagnose and treat him, and although he was temporarily cured, within a few days, more and more people were infected one after another.

At that time, the local county magistrate was in the promotion period, and in order to prevent the news of this incident from affecting his merits, he sent officials to drive all the "suspected" infected people to a deserted village.

If they were left to fend for themselves, they were in vain and ordered that all the people should be burned to death.

The fire burned for seven days, and everyone who heard it was chilled.

I thought that after this incident, the county order could sit back and relax. Who would have thought that this plague was menacing, and the dormant period in the human body was extremely long. Before he set fire to the village, the people of several villages had already fled. However, in just a few days, thousands of people have been affected by pond fish.

By the time the marquis, a high-ranking official in Kyoto, received the news and reported it to the imperial court, the plague had already caused the disaster out of control.

Just as they were helpless in every way, there were even rumors of the destruction of Luo Qi in the streets, so that people were panicked.

Nearly a month later, more than 10,000 people had died from the plague.

A mysterious man who called himself 'Transcription' was born, distributed the medicine specially developed for the plague to the people, and handed over the prescription to the imperial court. While the imperial court provided relief to the victims, it also opened the treasury and purchased medicinal materials to treat the refugees.

However, very few people have seen the true face of the rumored 'Transcription', and after the plague ended, he did not accept any reward, and once again disappeared without a trace. All in all, apart from the prescription and the praise and gratitude of the people, there was no trace left.

It's just that Shang Yujiao issued an edict at that time to entitle him as 'Pheasant Di Ancestor', and also built a merit monument for him outside Kyoto. His status is equivalent to that of a senior member of the DPRK, but in his position, he does not need to enter the DPRK every day to participate in politics.

Everyone in the hall turned their minds around, looking at the 'young man' sitting below the emperor, and some doubted that the emperor was denying the wrong person. After all, gathering the ministers for this person, and not revealing the slightest rumor in advance, will inevitably cause people to think and be suspicious.

But...... The only similarity between this 'young man' and the rumors should be that he has a pair of 'red eyes' that are different from ordinary people.

"Yu Aiqing's guess is right, this is the ancestor of Pheasant Di, whose name is Gongzi Transcription." Shang Yujiao stroked the stubble on his chin and looked at Gongzi.

Most of the junior officials bowed down again, "See the Ancestor!" ”

Childe didn't care about stuffing a small piece of pastry into his mouth, and the sweet but not greasy taste made him unsatisfied. It's just that this 'rough' eating appearance makes people can't help but look sideways.

Raised the back of his hand to wipe the pastry residue on his lips, clapped his hands again to shake off the remaining residue, and laughed loudly, "Get up, get up!" No courtesy, no courtesy! I'm just a country man, and I can't afford to be courteous. Besides, don't call me any ancestor, I like others to call me a transcription. ”

Everyone below looked at each other in embarrassment and got up, only when the emperor and the others arrived, Xiao Chuhong, who had been leaning beside the vermilion pillar, raised his eyes and swept towards the beams of the room.

Old and immortal! Since returning to Beijing, he has disappeared, and it turned out that he quietly entered the palace.