"The old man doesn't look at people with his ears!"

"Uh... Then we were only a one-sided relationship at that time, how can you be sure that I am a good person? ”

Guan Lao looked at her pair of clear eyes in the faint light and lost his mind a little, and only said after a while: "Because human eyes don't lie!"

"......" Yan Jiaxin heard his official answer, so she didn't continue to ask: "Then I'll treat you as if those words just now were praising me!"

She is still very happy to be Guan Lao's apprentice, and they get along with each other, and they are more in love than the real grandfather and grandson. And he really loves her. Although they are masters and apprentices, they are more like relatives.

"It seems that the old man is very stingy and praises you, is the old man praising you less?"

"Huh!" Yan Jiaxin smiled: "Master, you are so handsome today!"

Only then did she find out that the old man was wearing a palace dress today, wearing a high-quality brown and cyan placket with bamboo pattern brocade, and a pair of jade plackets with extraordinary texture and color hanging around his waist.

Yan Jiaxin was used to seeing him lazy and unkempt on weekdays, but now that he was like this, she didn't dare to speak too casually in addition to being amazed, and she was somewhat suppressed by his momentum, which made her nervous about today's banquet.

The old man rarely dresses so formally, and if he can dress like this, you can see how grand the banquet is today. She began to wonder if she was not suitable to come over today, and she felt a little unsure...

"The little girl has also learned to flamboyate!"

While the two were talking, the carriage had steadily driven to the official road to enter the palace. Today, it is common to see luxurious carriages passing by outside, but when they arrived here, their carriages were not as slow as they were, and they entered the gate of the Forbidden City of the Imperial Palace without hindrance.

The gate of the Forbidden City of Yongle Kingdom is facing the gate of the capital, the gate of the palace and the gate of the inner city and the outer city are all on a central axis, the inner gate facing is the Zhengyang Gate, and the outer city gate is the Yongding Gate.

It turns out that the imperial palace of each national capital is different, although the pattern is very grandiose, but in terms of layout, the difference is the display of national culture. But the level of luxury and glitz inside is the same!

The golden glazed tiles hide their dazzling light under the snow. The ancient trees around are towering, the green trees are shady, the red walls and yellow tiles are splendid!

She has seen the brilliance of the entire palace in the palace, the extreme prosperity and dignity, and the royal style. All of them are impressive! It's a pity that living here is really cold, and people can't feel a trace of human touch.

I didn't know how many more halls passed, and the carriage slowly stopped. Yan Jiaxin put on the mask and got out of the carriage with the old man.

As soon as they got out of the carriage, an inner supervisor came to guide them with their lights. Then a long palace road went around again, and they came to the outside of a magnificent and imposing hall.

There are a lot of people inside, and she doesn't know anything about the palace secrets of Yongle Kingdom, so she doesn't know any of these people. Anyway, just like watching costume films, a group of men and women dressed in noble clothes are waiting for the opening of the banquet.

There are also dance music in the hall to help the fun, singing and dancing are leveled, the sleeves are fluttering, the bell rings the chime, and the music is melodious. Those low tables, amber wine, jasper, golden-footed bottles, and jade plates are neatly arranged with all kinds of exquisite food and wine.

Xu is that the banquet has not yet started, so no one has sat down and moved the food. And the people inside are also wearing strange masks, and the people they didn't know now look even stranger.

However, it was the first time for her to participate in this ancient mask banquet, and it was a bit new. Coupled with the fact that she stayed at home and was depressed for so many days, she was finally released and had the opportunity to see the world, which still made her very excited.

"Master, what is your reason for starting this feast?"

"What other reason can there be for holding a banquet, he can do it if he wants!"

"He? Do you mean that this banquet was held by Ning Weijin? ”

"That's right, otherwise how could the old man tell you that this is the annual feast of Yongle Country?"

"Then why did he suddenly hold this banquet?"

"You'll know in a moment." Guan Lao Rao sold her a pass meaningfully.

"......" Why did she suddenly feel a bad premonition? She pulled Guan Lao's sleeve: "Old man, I want to go out for a walk."

"Well, don't go too far, the banquet will start in a moment. There is a garden called Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon outside the Fenghua Palace, and the scenery inside is not bad, you can go and see it. ”

"Okay." Yan Jiaxin didn't come here tonight to enjoy the view of the palace. What's more, it's cold at night, where does she go to blow the northwest wind and enjoy the scenery? This palace is heavily guarded, and even when she comes in, she finally arrives here after layers of identity confirmation, where can she waste this good opportunity.

Don't care about Ning Weijin for now, she wants to go to Yong'an Palace to see if Ruxin's girl is there. Or, it's better to find a chance to find out what's going on than to sit in there and do nothing, right?

"I heard that the woman who was brought back by the emperor is sick?"

"Miss Song, the emperor has ordered that you must not disclose any news about that girl to anyone, you still don't ask again, be careful that the emperor blames it, the slave and maid are not careful, Miss Song is in trouble, but it's not good!"

Yan Jiaxin had just come out, and before she had stepped down the nine-fold stone steps, she faintly heard someone talking about something around the corner. She didn't want to listen to it, but what the person said about the girl's news that couldn't be revealed, or Ning Weijin gave the order, which had to make her guess that the people there were talking about her sister?

She walked over curiously, and before she could get there, she could hear the woman who had spoken before.

"Then, did the emperor really have his mind on the woman who was chosen as the chosen daughter?"

"Miss Song, don't embarrass the slave, right? The emperor's affairs, how dare those of us who are subordinates dare to break their mouths at will, please spare the slaves and maids! ”

"Since you know Miss Ben's identity, why don't you want to reveal what Miss Ben asks you? You are afraid that the emperor will punish you for your crimes, so aren't you afraid that I Song Wanwan will kill you now? My father is the high-ranking and powerful Song Shangshu Song Lord of the Yongle Kingdom, my grandfather is the Duke of Dingguo, and when the emperor pacified the thieves and returned to the country, he was a great hero! ”

"Miss Song spares her life, but the slave maid is on the emperor's orders!"

The palace maid said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the woman named Song Wanwan.

Yan Jiaxin looked at the woman who called Song Wanwan through the faint light, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, and a goose egg face. The low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inserted and inlaid with pearls and jasper, and the flowers and moon look out of the water hibiscus can't describe her beauty!

The graceful figure is wearing a peony emerald green smoke veil Bixia Luo, a pink narcissus scattered flowers and green leaf skirt that mops the floor, and a golden fox fur. In the snow-white fox fur, her small half of her white and delicate neck is exposed, looming, and there is a unique style hidden in it!

"Are you afraid of the emperor, do you know how noble my identity will be if I Song Wanwan becomes the head of this harem in the future! There are eyes that don't know the goods of Mount Tai! ”

After Song Wanwan finished scolding, she lowered her tone again: "What, Miss Ben will give you another chance, is that surnamed Yan sick?" And the woman of the chosen daughter, is it gone? ”

The palace maid didn't speak, just hung her head and sobbed silently.

Song Wanwan tossed for most of the day and didn't ask the answer she wanted, and suddenly became angry: "Dog slave who has no eyesight, it seems that Miss Ben won't give you some hardships, you can't tell how to judge the situation!" As she spoke, she raised her hand...

"Ouch!"

Hearing the voice, Song Wanwan put away her hand and shouted at the corner of the hall: "Who?" Whoever is pretending to be a ghost there, don't hurry up and get out of here for Miss Ben! ”

When Yan Jiaxin sat on the ground and rubbed her buttocks, she saw Song Wanwan wearing a fox mask and walking out with the palace maid behind her. Seeing her, Song Wanwan originally wanted to reprimand, but seeing that the clothes she was wearing were Hua Yunzhai's latest style, she couldn't help but blind her titanium eyes!

This garment is made of the best and finest craftsmanship in the world, which lasted for three months and was embroidered by thousands of top masters through thousands of complicated processes!

She only used all her power to barely get past the eyes, and this woman sitting on the ground was wearing it and sitting on the ground doing extremely unsightly movements, which really made her astonishing!

"Who are you and how did you end up here?"

Song Wanwan subconsciously became hostile to the woman in front of her. Who doesn't know that tonight's feast is held by the emperor of Yongle Kingdom, and those who can be invited are all some prominent people.

But looking at the entire Yongle Kingdom, she has never had an impression of this person. Although this person was wearing a mask, in terms of her outfit, she had already overwhelmed her in momentum. So her first thought was that this woman must also want to win the favor of the emperor, and she really spent a lot of money!

Nowadays, the Yongle Kingdom is becoming more and more prosperous, and the lack of the harem of the Yongle Kingdom is well known. Inevitably, there will be princesses of which country and the nobles of which ministers covet this position, and they want to show their heads even if they break their heads.

Yan Jiaxin noticed her hostility, and looked at the palace maid behind her who was not beaten by her, so she stood up with a smile: "I have been closed at home these days, and I finally came out tonight to breathe, but I never thought that the ground of this Fenghua Hall was too slippery, and I accidentally fell."

Seeing that Song Wanwan didn't speak, she continued to sigh innocently, patted her body and muttered: "Fortunately, my husband doesn't know it, otherwise he should feel distressed when he sees it."

When Song Wanwan heard her words, her face instantly stretched and looked at her, distressed. She didn't feel sorry for Yan Jiaxin's fall, but she felt sorry for the clothes on her body. How luxurious and exquisite, but she didn't care about the clothes at all, but she was still thinking about her husband!