Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Agencies Are Too Smart

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor set up a banquet for 100 officials in the Baohe Palace. The power of governance is still in the hands of the regent and the Empress Dowager Yuan, but it can't change his extravagant nature, but whenever there is a traditional festival, a feast must be held.

In the morning, the female dependents entered the palace to greet the queen mother, and the queen mother set up a simple banquet in the palace, and in the evening, it was a banquet attended by hundreds of officials and their families.

Biluo was bunning Mo Ran's hair, when Ge Shuwang walked into the room, Mo Ran saw a figure at the door from the bronze mirror, and when people got closer, she saw that it was Ge Shuwang, so she called out loud, "Mother." ”

Ge Shuwang nodded and walked towards her, and Mo Ran asked her, "Why did Mother come?" It's still early for dinner. ”

Ge Shuwang looked around and said to Liu Ying, who was standing on the side, "Bring me the clothes that Miss will wear in a while." ”

Hearing this, Liu Ying looked at Mo Ran in front of the bronze mirror, and the two exchanged a look in the bronze mirror, and then Liu Ying went to the cabinet to take out a few sets of clothes from Mo Ran.

Ge Shuwang picked and chosen, with a cold and superfluous expression on his face, obviously dissatisfied with these sets of clothes, "The colors are too light." ”

She turned to Mo Ran and said, "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival should be more festive, I know that you don't like to be glamorous on weekdays, but today is different, you will inevitably be too plain when you wear white." Then she asked the girl standing outside the house to bring her dress in her hand.

Ge Shuwang took the light raccoon yarn material, unfolded it in front of the bronze mirror, the slender hand carried his shoulders, and Mo Ran looked at the dress from the bronze mirror, it was a light water red, such a color would never appear on Mo Ran's body on weekdays, it was rare to have a Mid-Autumn Festival today, and Mo Ran couldn't bear to refuse Ge Shuwang's kindness.

"It's really good-looking, the color is good, the style is good, did my mother go to the ready-to-wear store to buy it?"

Ge Shuwang put the skirt in Liu Ying's hand, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will be in time, I will go to Huanyi Pavilion to let the shopkeeper make one, I originally wanted to give it to you on the day of the festival, but today the Mid-Autumn Festival will enter the palace and send you in advance." ”

"In this way, Mo Ran thanked his mother." The woman in the bronze mirror was stained with a faint lipstick, her eyebrows were curved like willow branches, and she smiled at Ge Shuwang and groaned.

After Ge Shuwang left, Mo Ran held back her smile, her eyes fell on the dress Liu Ying was holding behind her in the mirror, she had the impression that Ge Shuwang had always been polite and detached from her, and never lectured her like other mothers disciplining their children, but the two would not have a mother-daughter talk, although she was the daughter of Sufu in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that there was only this vacancy.

She didn't understand why Ge Shuwang cared so much about her clothes today.

Because they were going to knock on the emperor, Ge Shuwang and Su Yingzhi went first, and Mo Ran changed her clothes temporarily, so Biluo changed her hair bun again, so it was too late.

When Mo Ran walked to the door, Su Jinnian and Su Yingrong were waiting by the carriage, Su Yingrong had been waiting impatiently, seeing Mo Ran, both of them were bright, Su Jinnian stared at her for a long time, and Su Yingrong just snorted coldly.

"Sister, you're so good-looking today, aren't you?"

For a person like Su Jinnian whose literary talent is far less developed than that of a person who is good at using martial arts, the best word to praise a person is direct.

Mo Ran smiled slightly, "Thank you, big brother, for the compliment." ”

Su Yingrong on the side had already been helped into the carriage by the little maid, and when the curtain was lifted, when she heard Su Nianjin's words, she sneered, "Attract bees and butterflies." ”

Mo Ran ignored it, but Su Jinnian frowned slightly and stared at the figure that got into the carriage.

The carriage traveled all the way north, and it was dinner time, and the streets were inevitably crowded, so the dinner party was about to begin when the carriage traveled to the imperial city.

There are palace guards standing in front of the imperial city gate to direct the carriage to stop for the ministers, and the neighing of horses is particularly abrupt in front of the slightly dark city gate.

When a maid led them to the Baohe Palace, the banquet had already begun, and everyone was attracted by the movement at the door, and they couldn't help but sigh that someone had come later than the imperial front, and they all turned their heads to see who it was.

Su Jinnian and Su Yingrong walked into the hall first, attracting everyone's attention, and someone whispered below, "It turned out to be the eldest young master and eldest lady of the Su Mansion." ”

The hall was originally quiet, and when everyone's eyes touched the woman who slowly walked into the hall behind the two, sighs came and went, and many people present recognized that it was Miss Su of the Su Mansion - Su Moran.

When Su Yingrong noticed that almost everyone's eyes were focused on the girl behind her, a sense of jealousy rushed to her heart.

Eyes followed closely to the girl in a light red smoke and water flower skirt who walked to the hall, but she was not in a hurry or slow, exuding a dignified temperament all over her body, and walked to the head of the hall and followed behind her brothers and sisters, and bowed to the first Yingying.

Both men and women were shocked, and the young emperor's eyes lit up, and he did not shy away from the look of concern in his eyes, and went straight through the faces of the two people in front and staring at the women behind.

The three of them saluted, waited for Mo Ran to get up, and met the eyes of the man above, she instantly understood the reason why Ge Shuwang had to wear a red dress today, her heart was full of coldness, but there was still a solemn smile on her face, and she quietly avoided the overflowing eyes of the man above.

Su Jinnian arched his hand to the young emperor and explained, "The road is really crowded, it's late, please forgive the emperor." ”

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood tonight, and he waved his hand, "It's okay." ”

Then the three of them sat next to Su Yingzhi and Ge Shuwang, across the aisle, the man sitting diagonally diagonally also kept his eyes on Mo Ran, Mo Ran raised the wine glass and drank it all, during which he glanced at the person lightly, Jiang Junqing did not laugh angrily, but also took the wine cup and drank it all, and the two of them acted like touching a glass in the air.

There are women dancing in the hall, Mo Ran felt bored, so he slowly looked at the guests present, and the clothes worn by the regent Jiang Junqing next to him and the man who laughed from time to time were incompatible with the gorgeous brocade robes around him, presumably Liang Ruyi, the cabinet scholar of Jiang Junqing's party.

That person's style in the court is more like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and he is not easy to form a party for personal gain, and Mo Ran is sometimes very curious about how a person like him who loves lyrics, music and poetry can easily communicate with Jiang Junqing secretly.

As if sensing Mo Ran's gaze, Liang looked at her, and Mo Ran quickly turned his head and pretended to enjoy the song and dance.

There are also some people on the other side who are fresh faces, they have not seen them on weekdays, and they don't look like palace nobles in their clothes, but the king of Huainan saw Mo Ran, raised his wine glass and nodded and smiled at her.

A few people around King Huainan who looked about the same age as Tang Huaiyi must have been the brothers of the young emperor.

At the end of an exotic dance, one of the men who looked like Mo Ran stood up, bowed to Tang Xuanhe with his right hand on his shoulder, and spoke a slightly broken Chinese, "Your Majesty, this is the song and dance that our best dancers in the Western Regions dedicated to Beihan, I don't know if the emperor likes it?" ”

Only then did Mo Ran remember that these people who seemed to be born were envoys sent by the tributaries of various countries.

Tang Xuanhe stared at the beauties with thin waists and covered faces, and smiled, "I naturally like it very much, the envoy from the Western Regions finally came to our Beihan once, I don't know what reward I want to ask for?" ”

"I heard that the Central Plains woman is very good at poetry and songs, I wonder if I will have the honor to listen to a song today?"

"I will naturally agree to the messenger, but today's envoy's request is very sudden, I didn't think about it before and didn't prepare such a program, I don't know all Aiqing, whose son's young lady can give an ugly song? Playing well is naturally rewarding. ”

Poetry and poetry are a must-have for the young ladies among the princes and ministers in Luoyang City, Kyoto, but today is the emperor's banquet, and there are envoys to the court, those young ladies who usually love to be in the limelight are now afraid to respond one by one, thinking of this, Mo Ran with a tea cup can't help but have a cold smile on his face.

Seeing that no one responded, the Empress Dowager Yuan on the emperor's side opened her mouth to relieve the siege, her eyes slightly glanced at the different expressions of everyone, and finally landed on the left side of the head Su Moran, who had always bowed her head and was silent, holding a tea cup.