Chapter 50: Beauty is like a flower across the clouds

Time didn't wait for me, it was you who forgot to take me away

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Banquets are the usual process, tedious and tedious.

Although it was the middle of winter, it was cold and snowy outside, but in the Xiaoyi Palace, the ground was full of fire, and the heat was surging, Jian Wei was still a little sweaty in a thick jacket, she stood behind Pucha Baolin seriously, but her eyes were not idle, she swept all directions with her afterglow, and looked at everyone present carefully and quietly, but there was no trace of Yan Yong.

Zonggan and Wushu sat on one side with envoys from various countries, the harem concubines occupied the other side, and Empress Pei Man sat on Xizong's side with a smile.

After the dance, the tune changed, and a tactful singer stepped forward with a long piano, and Ying Ying bowed down.

Jian Wei didn't have the heart to listen carefully, and finally couldn't help but ask Yuan Mei: "Didn't General Wan Yanyong come?" ”

Yuan Mei asked rhetorically: "The girl is really here to see the general?" ”

When she saw Jian Wei, she knew that she was the woman who was rescued by herself and Pucha Baolin that day, and she also knew that this person was not Zhao Yupan's person. I inquired in private, and said that it was the child of Master Tonghui's mother's family, and because of her attachment to Concubine De, who was rebellious to the shaman's true god, she was sent to the violent room.

Yuanmei was clever, and immediately noticed that Jian Wei and Wanyan Yong were different, and it must not be the palace that Master Tonghui gave to him. Therefore, I don't want to drip these muddy waters for her too much.

Janeway didn't answer, repeating her own question: "Didn't he come?" ”

Yuanmei didn't like her somewhat aggressive tone, and she didn't plan to say more, so she stepped forward to fill the cup for Pucha Baolin.

Zong Gan sat at the head of the emperor and raised his glass to the sound of the piano: "I wish that my emperor's dragon body is healthy, and the royal bloodline will continue as soon as possible." ”

Pei Manhou glanced at Zong Gan quietly, and also raised a glass with Xizong and drank as much as he could.

Xizong knew that his adoptive father's words had no other intentions, it was all out of concern for himself, and under the heat of drinking, he couldn't help but feel a little more affectionate, and then glanced at the family members and asked, "Why don't you see Di Gu Nai?" ”

Di Gu Nai is the Jurchen name of Wanyan Liang.

Zong Gan said with a smile: "Earlier, his mother was unwell, and she was reluctant to give up her son, so she moved from side to side, and the road was slippery after dark, so she was delayed. The emperor was busy meeting the envoys, and Weichen sent someone to tell the queen to come later. ”

Pei Manhou responded to the side and nodded: "The concubine's memory has been forgotten." ”

After hearing this, Xizong thought for a while: "My younger brother has already grown up, how can the men of our Wanyan family be bound by warmth." New Year's New Grace, in this way, I will make him the general of Fengguo, and go to the former envoy of the Four Kings and Uncle Army to march to 10,000 households and manage 10,000 people, so that he can have more ambition and less squeamishness of children in the future. ”

Zong Gan hurriedly got up and thanked him.

Xizong took pity on his inconvenient leg disease, and hurriedly motioned for him to sit down: "The prime minister will sit down and talk back later." When I go back, I will ask Daheungguo to send you some ginseng from Goryeo Xingong to the house. The cold winter is the most suitable tonic. ”

Zong Gan sat down satisfied, the afterglow from the corner of his eyes swept over Yan Wushu, he didn't seem to hear this, and was spontaneously distracted. I've been pouring myself a drink.

Xizong appeased Zong Gan, raised his glass again to signal Wushu, and called twice before he turned around, and Xizong couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Siwang is not drunk from drinking this little white wine." ”

Wushu smirked: "Weichen is listening to the sound of this piano, the beauty is like a flower, and everyone is drunk if the wine is not drunk." ”

Pei Manhou interjected: "The beauty that Uncle Siwang has seen is like a carp crossing the river, how can he be drunk with such a vulgar powder, the concubine thinks that the sound of this piano is very beautiful, and I don't know where the Xuanhui Academy has made great efforts to find it this year." ”

When she said this, she was quite rude, but fortunately, the sound of the piano was high, and everyone went to listen to the sound of the piano.

In ancient times, Shennong's cut the tung for the piano, and the rope silk for the strings, so the sound of the piano has a unique charm of ancient and clear spirit. Although it is a feast at this time, the tune is not ordinary grace and luxury, but a song "Mountains and Flowing Water".

Wushu silently poured another cup.

The tune stopped, and the envoys of all the countries had already stood up and saluted the emperor and empress.

Jian Wei saw that the banquet had been going on for nearly half of the time, and Wan Yan Yong did not appear, she couldn't help but feel panic in her heart, as a child of the clan, and he was the henchman of Jin Wushu, how could there be a reason not to attend the banquet. Could it be that something happened to his mother? But everything was fine before.

Mood is upset, fidgeting is inevitable to make mistakes, when Pucha Baolin toasted with the concubines, she stood stiffly behind her, without standing a few steps back. Yuanmei hurriedly reminded that it was too late.

The queen's eyes swept over like sharp knives.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the hall, and everyone looked back, taking advantage of this gap, Yuanmei dragged Janeway back.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and immediately heard the owner of the voice urging the communication outside the hall, so he smiled and stopped.

Da Xingguo leaned over to a chamberlain next to him and whispered a few words, and he ran out quickly and agilely. After a while, I saw Wan Yan Liang in a white robe and stepped into the hall with a majestic majesty, beside him

There was also a man and a woman standing.

The woman, who was about twenty-eight years old, wore a firefox cloak and thick lamb boots, and was too far away to see her face clearly, but felt that she exuded a reverie of beauty and inviolable nobility.

Wan Yanliang was completely different from his usual cold and indifferent appearance, he had a happy expression on his face, and greeted the imperial brother semi-formally, saying: "It's a coincidence, the younger brother went to run an errand, and when he came back, he met an acquaintance, so he brought it over to the imperial brother." ”

The emperor seemed to be accustomed to his casualness, smiled and nodded to the two people standing next to Yan Liang, and asked him first: "But what kind of errand is it, I can't even care about this Chinese New Year's Eve reunion." ”

Although Wan Yanliang tried his best to be plain, his raised voice still revealed the excitement in his heart: "Brother Chen finally found a good iron ore in the east of Liaoyang. ”

As soon as the words fell, even the vultures came back to their senses, and he stood up suddenly and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Wan Yanliang repeated it again, the people in the palace changed color incomparably, but the ministers of the Jin Kingdom were happy, the envoys of various countries had different expressions, and the envoys of the Southern Song Dynasty had frightened faces, and the wine was sprinkled on their clothes.

In front of everyone, there seems to be a vast figure of the Iron Floating Tu, the impact of the heavy cavalry is terrifying, with enough iron weapons, armor and swords will be continuously created, the Golden Vulture Iron Floating Tu and the Kidnapping Horse will have enough capital to gallop on any battlefield.

From then to now, the heavy infantry of the Northern Song Dynasty was like a good target in front of these Tiefutu, they had already been taught and surrendered, but now this nightmare seems to be brewing again.

Jian Wei stood behind Pucha Baolin, she didn't listen to all the words, her hands and feet were cold, and through the crowd with different expressions, she quietly looked at the person next to Wan Yanliang.

This person who has been waiting for four months, until the half season has passed.

You are here, but how are you here?

Please tell me, Wan Yanyong, if I give you a chance, please tell me, who is she?