The Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet is one of the most lively palace banquets of the year, and the civil and military ministers above the third grade will bring their families to the banquet.

The Holy Lord will also invite some highly respected literati and lay people to the palace for a banquet to show his attention to the well-educated.

At the right time, the entire Imperial Palace and even the entire city of Kyoto were filled with a festive atmosphere.

If the moon is in the sky, the literati will also compose poems to the moon to add to the festive atmosphere.

Xue Qing followed the emperor and queen through one palace wall after another, and came to the highest tower in the Forbidden City.

The emperor and queen stood side by side, and the entire city of Kyoto was at their feet, and the streets could be seen with people coming and going, and people were all smiling with happiness on their faces.

"The future of the Celestial Empire is limitless, and victory or defeat is a matter of success or failure."

The saint led the emperor and queen to the position close to the city tower, and the rhubarb dragon robe and the dignified queen's formal dress were particularly conspicuous, and many people could see them when they looked up.

"It's the Holy Lord and the Queen Mother."

I don't know who shouted, and the eyes of the people looked at the city tower.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the figure of the emperor and queen is extraordinarily tall, they are the symbol of the country, the hope of the country.

Xue Qing saw the queen mother leaning against the saint from behind, and her arms were supporting the saint's body, and at that moment, she was inexplicably moved.

Emperor Chengxian reigned for sixteen years, nearly seventeen years. He worked hard and innovated boldly, bringing vitality to the Celestial Empire.

Although it is said that because of his affection and righteousness, the vassal kings have not made a big move, but they still see the face of this Emperor Chengxian.

Now that Emperor Chengxian is ill and weak, and the status of the vassal king is in jeopardy, they want to get more benefits from the new emperor, and they do not hesitate to tear up their friendship with the saints.

This seriously ill emperor must be sad in his heart!

Add to that one of his sons may have been involved in these rebellions, and he must have been disappointed!

On the street, people were already kneeling, they raised their hands and bowed to the emperor.

The voice of the mountain call was extremely loud, and Xue Qing's tears rolled around his eyes.

This emperor deserves the support of the people with their hearts, but they don't know that this emperor who is holding up his body is already like a sunset that is about to set.

He dragged his sick body, wanting to use his last little residual heat to light up new sunshine for these people.

"Flat!"

The saint bent his body and said two words loudly, and the people below the city were thankful voices one after another.

Some of them had never met the Holy One, and when they answered, their voices choked up and they were excited.

"Long live the saint, long live, mother, mother, thousand years, thousands of years."

I don't know who shouted long live again, and then everyone shouted their most sincere wishes again.

The saint really couldn't support it, and the queen helped him down the city tower. From the eyes of the people, it seems that the queen mother leaned on the saint and left slowly.

Banzai? The people's mouth is just a good wish.

Tears slid down, Xue Qing felt that she had never understood this emperor, and it was only now that she regarded him as the real emperor's uncle from her heart.

The person who is high above will also be fragile in his heart and his body will decay. He is an old man in his twilight who needs to be cared for.

"Your Majesty, hold on."

The queen helped Sheng Shang to go down step by step, and Xue Qing followed behind the two of them.

When he walked down the steps, Xue Qing couldn't help but suggest again

"Uncle Emperor, why don't you get on the chariot and go to the main hall!"

After seeing the city of Kyoto, the emperor and queen still have to accept the worship of hundreds of officials, and finally have to drink and feast with hundreds of civil and military officials to celebrate with the people.

The Forbidden City is so big, the main hall still needs to walk for half an hour, and the body of the saint will definitely not be able to bear it.

"Your Majesty!"

The queen also looked at the saint with pleading eyes, and the saint nodded and got into the chariot.

Xue Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind the frame, but he was worried about what might happen tonight.

Xue Qing has been following the emperor and queen, and they are in the main hall to accept hundreds of officials to worship, and Xue Qing stands aside and waits.

Xue Qing lowered his head, but secretly looked at his own family among the hundred officials with his spare eyes.

Standing in front are naturally the crown prince, the second prince and the wise king.

followed by the old prime minister of Shangguan, his own father, the boss of the Hong family, and several important figures.

Xue Qing also wanted to find Xue Yu's figure again, but only saw Shangguan Yi in an official uniform.

There was really no way, Xue Qing had to stand up straight and wait for the emperor to leave.

Finally, after the emperor and the adults expressed their concern for each other, they could go back to rest for the time being.

All the adults are also preparing to participate in the banquet, and they are ready to be seated at any time according to the arrangement of the chamberlain.

At night, the rows of carriages at the gate of the palace highlight the liveliness of the palace at this time.

Mid-Autumn Festival, thousands of lights are lit up.

The whole palace is illuminated by palace lights as if it were daytime, and the palaces are resplendent with gold and the cloisters are full of people.

Many first-time visitors to the palace are enjoying the grandeur and grandeur of the palace.

Xue Qing stood at the door of the Heart Cultivation Palace, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, and looked at the swaying palace lamps in a daze.

This Mid-Autumn Festival has a good moon, and the moonlight has a faint red light, and it seems to have a little blood.

The emperor rested for less than half an hour and walked out of the palace gate again. The moment he walked out of the door, the saint looked at Xue Qing, who was dressed as a little eunuch, and asked

"Qing'er, you're tired!"

Xue Qing replied respectfully

"Rest assured, Qing'er is not tired."

The saint smiled, a gentle smile with a fatherly tenderness.

"Qing'er, you ascended the throne on the first day of your birth. Today, I have you by your side, and I want to use your blessings to get through this difficult time.

Qing'er, you won't blame the emperor's uncle for putting you in danger! The Emperor's Uncle will take care of you. ”

Xue Qing gave a deep salute, she never complained, all this was what she was willing to do.

"Uncle Emperor, it is Qing'er's honor to share the worries of the king."

The Holy Lord shook his head after hearing Xue Qing's words. He knew that Xue Qing was sincere, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for this child.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when the emperor came to the banquet, all the people who were drinking the banquet were already sitting in their seats.

"The saint has arrived, and the queen has arrived." With the shouting of the great eunuch, everyone got up and bowed down, and the emperor and queen slowly walked to the middle of the banquet.

The long corridor of the hall was covered with gorgeous carpets, and the emperor and queen came to the front of the hall together and looked at the people kneeling on the ground.

"All the ministers are flat!"

The voice of the saint was not loud, and there was majesty in his tone, everyone got up, and the crown prince and the king of Rui stood on both sides of the palace, helping the emperor and queen up the stairs and sitting at the table.

There are many rules for the royal banquet, and there are almost no people who actually come to eat. Everyone came to feel the royal majesty and enjoy the grace of the king.

The court song and dance came up, and those beauties danced and danced, with beautiful postures, attracting attention.

The palace feast was played, and the melodious music was majestic and melodious.

The main hall has become very lively, and there is a joyful and festive atmosphere flowing between them.

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