The gates opened, horses' hooves sounded, and the ground trembled.

Lin Anhou returned to Beijing with dozens of people on iron horses, and soon people came to bring the city gate.

The people had already given way, standing aside and waiting for them to enter, all looking forward to their heroes.

The sturdy maroon horse led the way into the city, its sturdy body carrying its master with a high-spirited step.

Lin Anhou was still dressed in armor, his helmet held in his right hand, and beside him was a slower white horse, and on his back was a younger man.

The black hair is high, the eyebrows fly into the sideburns, the light-colored eyes are like a clear spring, but they can't see the bottom, the eyes are like blades, Xu has just come down from the battlefield, and there is a frightening aura.

But this person's lips are slightly upturned, with a little smile, no matter how you look at it, he reveals a little ruffian. Sitting on the white horse, I had to be praised by others: What a handsome son!

I don't know how many women's hearts have fallen on him.

Soon the people had already walked over, and the people talked about it a little unsatisfactorily, and finally the mother-in-law called back.

It's just a gossip, and the livelihood has to go on.

In the evening, the celebration feast.

The palace has opened a special banquet venue, and the emperor and empress sit in the first place, watching the crowd seated.

mentioned Lin'an Waiting alone, "Qingyuan is there?" ”

"The minister is here, I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and Your Majesty is much more energetic!" Lin Anhou stood up and bent down to salute, and said in a thick voice after his death.

Wen Chen, who was sitting on the left, frowned, in his eyes, Lin Anhou's words were not rigorous, too casual.

But the emperor laughed happily: "I also think so, Qingyuan repelled the Huns, and I am naturally more energetic without worries." ”

It is also a kind of favor for the emperor to call his courtiers by their names.

And the performance of Lin Anhou was even more reassuring to the emperor, and the people who had always been straight were even more reassured by the emperor.

Lin Anhou also knew that he had never shown any strategy.

Xie Wenyin, who was sitting not far away, only felt a little spicy in his eyes, and looked away from him.

And Wenchen only felt that Xie Qingyuan, the old horseman, was too good at doing casual kung fu, and he coaxed the emperor to be happy.

The emperor said a few more words, praised him, and rewarded him with a bunch of items before he sat down.

The other officials present felt that their eyes were a little hot, how could they be fat?

Is this eye hot?

It's really a little, listening to those rewards, there are a lot of good things, such as some jade products and ink inkstones, given to a martial artist, they feel distressed.

Takefu only understands knives, so what are these things for? Is it used to test the sword?

Prime Minister Zhang stood up, bent over to the emperor, and then looked at Lin Anhou: "I heard that this victory has a credit to the prince of Xie, I wonder if the prince will return to Beijing with him?" ”

Lin Anhou belittled mercilessly, "Where, he just said two words of nonsense, and went up recklessly, where is the merit." Prime Minister Zhang, haven't you listened to too many teahouse stories? Those guys are exaggerating. The second ancestor of my family doesn't know anything, so he will be angry with me. ”

Relying on the good internal strength, I listened to all Xie Erzu Wen Yin: "......"

Prime Minister Zhang's face remained unchanged, and he silently accepted the ridicule that Lin Anhou put on his face, "The ministers don't have time to listen to books. ”

I wanted to say something, but the emperor spoke, "I remember that the prince has returned to Beijing together, but you can stand up and show me." ”

When Xie Wenyin heard this, he knew that he couldn't hide.

When the emperor sent a letter to his father to return to Beijing to receive merit, he called him, and then he came to Beijing together, otherwise he would not have sat here and listened to these ministers' nonsense.

Walked out and bowed half-kneeling.

The emperor looked at the man in front of him carefully, and exclaimed: "What a son is handsome, I heard that Er Shengju is like his father, and then I will be a god general!" ”

Xie Wenyin listened to this, his intuition was not simple, and he hooked his lips and chuckled, "Thank you Your Majesty for your praise, Yin also feels that he has a good appearance, and he is all with my mother." ”

This laugh caused a wave of ruffians for no reason, and it was somewhat similar to the gentlemen in the capital, but it was different from those gentlemen, looking at him, people only felt that they wanted to get closer, not disgusted and avoided.

Lin Duan looked straight at the man who was smiling like a flower.

Xie Wenyin deliberately focused on his appearance, ignoring the emperor's later words, and looked complacent, but gave others an illusion: this person may have really been exaggerated.

"Who said your face, it makes people laugh!" Lin Anhou scolded him loudly.

The civil official next to him really couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a suppressed voice: "Lin'an, Your Majesty is talking, what kind of system are you interjecting!" ”

"It's all said to be a banquet, not a court, why are you so serious." Lin Anhou retorted with a smile.

The sound was not small, and everyone next to him listened to it.

The emperor smiled: "What Qingyuan said is very true, the banquet is happy, everyone can be casual." ”

looked at Wen Chen on the left side of Lin Anhou, "You Shangshu doesn't need to be so serious for the time being. ”

You Shangshu bowed his head and said yes.

Because of his father's intervention, Xie Wenyin took advantage of his seat to sit back, turning the white jade wine bottle in his hand and looking in the direction of Lin Duan.

He had already felt her gaze as soon as he was there.

In so many sights, accurately catching her sight was just because it was really a little hot.

Lin Duan looked at him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and raised his hand to raise his glass.

Lin Duan was all the daughters of the family, all of them had good faces and plump bodies, and some of them looked at Xie Wenyin's gaze, covered their lips and said something to the people next to them, and laughed.

Xie Wenyin lowered his gaze and did not accept the other party's toast.

Lin Duan's cup was not wine, but juice, because Qingdai didn't allow her to drink it.

Keep an eye on it.

Qing Dai knew that Her Royal Highness also drank alcohol, but she didn't like it.

The dinner was a word of wine, and she began to stare at His Highness.

Only then did the injury heal, how could I drink it!

The Heaven and Earth reminded the mission target when Xie Wenyin stood up.

Gotta find a chance to get in touch.

I took a sip of the juice in the cup, which was sweet and sour, and it was said to be the most sought after juice among the nobles.

Tut.

It's so sweet.

Putting down the cup, the people around him saw it and asked, "Your Highness is in a bad mood?" You'd like to drink it as usual. ”

Looking sideways, the woman who spoke was wearing a purple and red Liuxian dress, her head was tied to a cloud bun, and a purple flying bird hairpin was inserted, and she was holding her face and looking at the end of the forest.

It's obviously a more dignified color, but it's a sense of charm when worn on her body, exuding this kind of temperament that makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Of course, the ladies over there headed by Zhang Lian just don't know how to check, and they are all beautiful, like fox spirits!

It's Song Shiyu, the daughter of Prime Minister Song, this is the original chicken friend and dog friend, oh no, people with a common language and hobbies.

Surrounded by a group of such people, spending money together like flowing water, and squirming together.

"The restaurant that Your Highness bought, I heard that you came back with a chef a few days ago, when did you invite us to try it?" Song Shiyu asked with a smile.

"You can go when you have time." Lin Duan picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it, and the taste was good, not sweet and greasy.

"That's settled! You can hear me, let's go tomorrow, I haven't been with His Highness for a long time. Song Shiyu and others said.

The slightly picked eyes smiled, and it really looked like a fox's eyes.

"Of course, we are waiting for the eldest princess to be together, a while ago, Zhang Lian and the others were saying indifferent things behind their backs, they didn't dare to do it, but they couldn't see us do it, it's really ridiculous." A woman in pink stroked her palms and said, her eyes glancing at Zhang Lian.

"No matter what they do, they don't dare to say that we are face-to-face, it is not her silver that is spent, but it is a lot." Song Shiyu comforted them.

Lin Duan also smiled, leaned lazily on the cushion of the chair, and looked at the other side.