In the middle is a golden lacquer dragon banquet table, facing north and south, Cixi sits in the middle of the main seat, Zai Xiang, Longyu side by side. Longyu was dressed in a water fu-colored satin embroidered magnolia butterfly robe, lined with pale pink brocade robes, embroidered with delicate gold-patterned butterflies on the cuffs, and tied a golden belt around his waist. Zai Xiang wore a smoky gray satin gown, with small discs of red and gold shining like fish scales inlaid on every inch of the robe, and the neckline was decorated with precious stones and jade, and his gestures were sparkling.

Zai Xiang is only on this occasion to give birth to a little politeness and respect for Longyu, let's just say two sentences to those civil and military ministers, the so-called dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, Qin Se harmony is just an illusion in front of people. I looked up at the two of them below, and there was no trace of envy in my heart, because I could see that Zai Yan didn't have such affection for me in his eyes when he looked at Longyu.

Although Longyu is Cixi's niece, Cixi is also indifferent to her, perhaps because of Longyu's mediocre appearance, even her niece is a little disgusted on this occasion.

The stage is staging the "Ninety-Nine Daqing" play, many of the repertoire scenes are grand, it is said that it will be staged for several days, I have listened to a few shows temporarily, I like "Cave Immortal Celebration" the most, Zhong Liquan, Lu Dongbin, Tie Guan Li, Lan Caihe, White Ape and Willow Tree Jing Baobao, and the dragon son, the dragon girl, the dragon king fight, this play is very lively, and the small play of singing Lu Dongbin on the top is also very handsome.

I took a sip of wine, and my heart was gloomy with a sense of pity for Longyu, in fact, Longyu is also quite pitiful, although it is the mother of a country in charge of the phoenix seal, but it is only a chess piece in the struggle for power, locked in this vermilion wall and golden tile, and he has no love from the pillow person all his life, and there is no heir, and in the end there is only boundless loneliness and coldness.

From north to south, east and west opposite, respectively, close to the relatives and nobles, the wife and the concubines of the banquet table, the palace rules are strict, the noble men are not allowed to meet with the concubines for non-major festival banquets, but today is Cixi's sixtieth birthday feast, get the concession, naturally it is not formal. Under Cixi's left hand is the seat of the nobles and the ladies. There are a few juniors sitting on the four pitch-black sandalwood grain flower tables in a row, which are Aixin Jueluo?? Zaifeng, love Xinjueluo?? Zaihuan, love Xinjueluo?? Jae-xun and Aisin Jueluo?? Zaitao.

Love Xin Jueluo?? Zaifeng is dressed in a light cyan tulipina gown, his nose is high, his lips are slightly thin, his eyebrows are full of a faint heroism, and his eyes are showing a bit of essence.

I didn't see the Fujin Guerjia clan, but the side Fujin Deng Jia clan was accompanied by Aixin Jueluo?? Zaifeng's side.

Love Xin Jueluo?? Zai Huan and Zai Xiang were not born of the same mother, and their appearance was very different, but fortunately, they were cut and fitted in a crescent white brocade robe, lined with a thin and straight posture, and their temperament was like a Zhilan jade tree, and the light wind and moon were indescribably chic and elegant. And Fu Jin, who was sitting next to him, was also extremely beautiful, just looking at Aixin Jueluo?? Zaihuan's vision of choosing Fujin knows that he is not a layman, and the two of them are worthy of being talented and beautiful in their eyes, and they are extremely right.

Love Xin Jueluo?? Zaixun has a round face and short eyebrows, a ruddy and greasy white complexion, a big shoulder and a round waist, and a pampered and wealthy situation.

Love Xin Jueluo?? Zaitao was wearing a dark purple brocade robe, with a square chin, clear eyes, and sword eyebrows flying obliquely, but the whole person felt that he was lofty.

The first seat on the right sits the Imperial Concubine of Dunyi, Concubine Xun and Concubine Jin. Although the concubines and concubines are the same as me and Ziyu, but because they are the concubines of the Tongzhi Emperor, they are naturally bigger than us in terms of seniority, and it is natural that they should be arranged in the first seat. As for Ziyu and I, we can only sit in the second seat.

The Imperial Concubine of Dunyi wore a slightly plain dark blue long brocade robe, embroidered a strange and changeable auspicious cloud pattern on the fabric with silver silk threads, and embroidered plum blossoms in full bloom with red silk threads, extending from the cuffs to the shoulders. There is a tired silk golden phoenix hairpin in the bun on his head, and the face is thinly powdered, which only adds color, but it is also gorgeous.

Ziyu is wearing a pink pomegranate skirt, there is a layer of pink silk on the rouge skirt, the birds and butterflies embroidered on it are looming, the two hair buns are only on a purple peach blossom hairpin, with a jade bracelet on the wrist, a white jade pendant tied around the waist, and a faint rouge fragrance is exuded around the body, and the whole person is smart and clear like a butterfly flying with the wind.

Before the banquet began, Concubine Yu slowly walked in, Lilac and Rue Xiang were supported by the left and right, Concubine Yu's body seemed to be repeated again, and the whole person trembled and bowed. Cixi hurriedly waved her hand at her, signaling her to get up quickly, and said with a worried face: "It's okay to rush over if you're not in good health." ”

A sweet smile gradually appeared on Concubine Yu's pale and bloodless face, "How can Lafayette's sixtieth birthday not matter, not to mention that today's grand occasion is unprecedented, and the slave must be here to open his eyes," he said, and said to the palace maid Ruxiang who was supporting her, "Bring the congratulatory gift." ”

Rue Xiang hurriedly presented a black lacquer luodian pine plum pattern bamboo slub cartridge, pink purple gradient and mixed with blue-green plum pattern, blue branches, purple pine branches, golden butterflies hovering around, flowing clouds inlaid with golden edges, there are cranes spreading their wings to take off, open the lid, there is an egg-sized black night pearl in it, everyone can not help but admire it, the night pearl is rare, not to mention a black night pearl, the whole body is dark and bright, the color is crystal clear and round and colorful, bright and dazzling not like a mortal thing.

Cixi said with a smile: "You saw this Xuanzhu once before you entered the palace, and it is an heirloom of your mother's family. ”

Concubine Yu took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, coughed lightly, and said with a sigh of relief: "Lafayette has good eyesight, it is this thing, the minion's body has not been good, he is always sick, and it is useless to put things here in the minion, but after the illness, it is better to dedicate it to Lafayette, embedded in the hairpin or ornaments, and let people see its style." ”

Cixi couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Since Concubine Yu said so, the mourning family had to accept it first." ”

Concubine Yu smiled and said, "Only then can the slave feel at ease." ”

Cixi nodded, "Come and take a seat." ”

Concubine Yu stood and spoke for a while, and a bead of sweat was already oozing from her forehead, dripping and rolling down, her body was so weak that it was really scary to look at it. Lilac and Rue hurriedly helped her to sit on the first seat on the right.

After the high-sounding greetings were finished, the silk and bamboo orchestral music was played, and the dancing girls in the palace danced accordingly. Everyone was enjoying the grape wine on the one hand, and staring at the dancing girl like a swallow nesting, and their eyes refused to move the slightest. The beautiful dance posture is leisurely and soft, the melodious piano seems to be in the Rui Palace Langyuan, such as listening to the music of the Emperor Juntian, knowing him several times, a new song of picking lotus, dancing, willow waist swinging lightly, warbler tongue slightly, free smoke and waves, Cailuan hibiscus obliquely looking forward. The beads in the feast swirled, the flowers trembled, and the light body that turned seemed to be short-lived.

I secretly sighed, tonight should be the last such a grand feast of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty as the last feudal dynasty in history, starting from Nurhachi, it has only been only three hundred years to be so angry, the world is moving, but I don't know what else to do, looking at Zai Yan who is sitting on the top position, his face is full of flashy brilliance, and his temperament is more restrained and calm, but only I know how the angry and depressed anger in his heart is burning and devouring a heart, I was the only one who could feel the pain of his burning fire.