Xiao Yunhan returned to her seat in despair, and sadly the sound of the pipa in the hall sounded again, the sound was crisp, as if mocking her incompetence.

Zhao Xinran whispered sarcastically: "It's really embarrassing! ”

In addition to her, there are many people who are whispering and laughing at her.

"It's fast enough to steal the limelight, but unfortunately I don't have the ability, and the emperor can't look down on it."

"It's not as good as me as someone who can't dance."

……

Words like these poured into Xiao Yunhan's ears, and she was so angry that she trembled, her eyes were full of tears, and she had nowhere to refute.

Su Qingwan patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, don't listen to their nonsense, the more you care about these words, the happier they will be, and you can't let the people who laugh at you get what they want." ”

Xiao Yunhan leaned on her shoulder and sobbed quietly, "Thank you, Sister Su." ”

She didn't dare to cry uncontrollably, which would only make people look down on her even more, and on such occasions, if she really cried, the emperor might not know what to do with her.

Yun Caiqing also persuaded: "Some small things, it's not worth crying, you should eat and drink, life is for pleasure." ”

As she spoke, she took a mouthful of food and handed it to her mouth, Xiao Yunhan wiped away her tears, pulled a smile with her eyes red, swallowed the mouthful of green vegetables, and chewed it vigorously as those who laughed at her around her.

After a while, beautiful words came out of the mouths of the ministers and noblewomen, all of whom were praising Xue Fuyin's pipa playing well, and praising her hands as the only ones in the world.

Her own woman is talented, and as the emperor, she also feels that she has face, and she happily let people give a reward.

The queen took the opportunity to say: "I heard that the daughter of Lord Hua's family has excellent painting skills, so it is better to make a painting with the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Queen, that's a good idea." Chu Heng thought of another purpose of the banquet at this time, so he followed the queen's road.

At this kind of banquet, painting is such a boring proposition, but the emperor wants to see it, and the ministers have no reason to be unwilling.

The wife of the Duke of Zhen Guo said: "The queen mother, there is no comparison between painting alone, it is inevitable that it will be boring, it is better to let the people who are good at painting on the field participate, and if you paint well, the queen will be rewarded again." ”

The queen smiled and replied, "That's how it should be." ”

The two seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, singing and harmonizing.

Laughing and talking, the eunuch Gong'e came in with a drawing paper, pen and ink fish, and distributed these.

Su Qingwan felt strange, how could a good Mid-Autumn Festival dinner be like a palace test, Chu Heng and Tang Xinrou didn't look like people who liked to watch paintings.

There's a greasy thing here.

Sure enough, Chu Heng spoke, and the spearhead was pointed at Ji Xuanyuan.

Chu Heng said: "I heard that the people in Tianji Valley are all familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Ji Aiqing might as well paint a painting to open the eyes of those present." ”

Ji Xuanyuan categorically refused: "The minister only paints for the person he loves the most in this life, this is an agreement with her, and it cannot be broken." ”

In just a few words, Su Qingwan recalled the scene in Jinzhou, she stood under the banyan tree, wearing a fiery red flower crown woven of anchovies on her head, and beckoned forward.

This is one of the portraits that Ji Xuanyuan painted for her, and he did say that he only painted for her in this life.

But at that time, she didn't pay much attention to it, and teased him and said, 'When you have a sweetheart in the future, you won't say this.' Time passed, and he became his sweetheart.

Hearing him talk about his sweetheart, everyone present was curious about what kind of woman could make Mr. Lingyun, who was as handsome as a god, tempted.

And the girls in the audience who were budding in their hearts looked at Ji Xuanyuan with admiration or admiration.

Some people can charm thousands of girls just by showing their faces.

Ji Xuanyuan is this kind of person.

Zhao Qing asked, "I don't know who the prime minister's sweetheart is?" Can you be in this great hall? ”

"She's dead."

Ji Xuanyuan's voice was very different from usual, and the smell of memories and nostalgia gave people a faint sadness.

Zhao Qing said slightly apologetically: "It is my fault to mention the sad matter of the prime minister, and I should be punished." ”

As he spoke, he punished himself with three glasses of wine, refreshing and shrewd.

Tang Zhan, the secretary of the military department, raised his glass and said: "The prime minister is also infatuated, but the husband can't be without a wife for a day, Lord Ji is in the prime of life, why bother with one person, I have countless beauties in Dakang, there is always one that can make Xiangye tempted." ”

Ji Xuanyuan shook his head and was silent.

Tang Zan said: "It is indeed difficult for vulgar fans to enter the eyes of Lord Ji, this hall is full of noble women from Kyoto, and their net worth and appearance are one in a million, today's festival, the bright moon is as bright as silver frost, such a beautiful scenery, why don't Lord Ji take this opportunity to choose a sweetheart." ”

Ji Xuanyuan put down his wine glass, looked at Tang Zan opposite, and chuckled: "Why is Lord Shangshu so concerned about the affairs of this official?" Do you want to marry your daughter to me? ”

Tang Zan laughed and said, "The queen has no other sisters, the prime minister laughed." ”

Tang Zan is Tang Xinrou's father, and in addition to her daughter, there is only one son.

Ji Xuanyuan nodded: "The long road of life, I only want to love one person, I already have a love in my heart, I can no longer look down on others, Lord Tang doesn't need to persuade me anymore." ”

Chu Heng glanced at Zhao Qing, Zhao Qing understood, and said: "Lord Ji has said it so clearly, I will be bored if I continue to talk about it, I thought that it would be a good day today, but it seems that Lord Ji can't say it when he talks about family affairs."

It's just that Lord Tang and I are very curious, who is the beloved person of Lord Ji? I am waiting to be an official in the court, and if I meet Mrs. Ling's relatives in the future, I can take care of one or two. ”

Ji Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, mixed with a little anger: "I will protect my wife's family, and I don't need others to take care of it." ”

Only then did Zhao Qing react that he had said the wrong thing, but that was not his intention.

Ji Xuanyuan continued: "Lord Tang and Lord Zhao are so concerned about the affairs of their own officials, they can secretly investigate, I don't like to talk about family affairs to outsiders, not to mention that in this Guangping Palace, in front of so many people, I don't like to listen to these trivial matters when I want to come to the emperor." ”

His eyes were like ice, and those who were swept by his eyes couldn't help but withdraw their gaze and didn't dare to look at him.

At this moment, except for the sound of grinding and painting, no one in the square dared to make a big noise.

Chu Heng was dissatisfied, a Zai was more majestic than him, an emperor, and this was worth it.

Su Qingwan took a pen and occasionally sketched a few strokes on the rice paper, she spent a bunch of green bamboos, the branches and leaves were scattered, and she paid special attention to Ji Xuanyuan's conversation when she was painting.

It turned out that Chu Heng and the others wanted to pull the red line for Ah Yuan, afraid that Chu Heng did not trust Ah Yuan and wanted to tie him to Kyoto.

With such a direct method, it is estimated that they also know that it will not succeed, in order to probe the wind.

Who knew that Ah Yuan's refusal was even tougher than theirs, and he secretly glanced at Chu Heng's face, which was called an ugly one.

After a while, everyone seemed to forget Fang Cai's unpleasantness, and talked about the Battle of Yinghe again, and under the guidance of Chu Heng, they discussed the policy of enriching the country and strengthening the people.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet should be the most memorable for the ministers, not only to laugh and laugh, and change glasses with colleagues, but also to show the seriousness of the previous dynasty to deal with the emperor's problems.

On the other hand, I have to tell my wife and children to behave well while abiding by the etiquette law.