Chapter 8: The Mid-Autumn Festival
In a blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was night, and the Phoenix Terrace was brightly lit and very lively.
Worship the moon. Celebrant Ministers' blessings. Worship by the courtiers. The ministers then took turns to pay their respects and bless them.
Wearing a heavy headdress, Zi Ling's neck hurt so much that he almost couldn't breathe. After a stick of incense, the complicated ceremony finally ended, and the night feast began.
The princes and nobles, the three palaces and six courts, and the civil and military generals have all arranged their seats according to their identities, as long as they are seated in the right number.
It's just that this year, the people at the banquet have added a small wooden sign with the number written on it. This has not been the case in previous years, and no one knows why it is like this this year, of course, Zi Ling knows.
The concubines of the three palaces should sit near the emperor according to the regulations, although Liu Wanruo is not a concubine, she is also specially allowed by the emperor to serve by her side, which is enough to see how much she is favored.
However, Zi Ling didn't want to follow Meng Hongyu's side, and he was worried under the emperor's nose, and he didn't know the taste of food, which was really disappointing.
So, she dared to ask Meng Hongyu: "Your Majesty, Zi Ling has never seen his parents since he entered the palace, Zi Ling hopes to reunite with his parents tonight, talk about lovesickness, and do a little filial piety." I hope the emperor will approve it. ”
Before Meng Hongyu could speak, Concubine Shu spoke first: "That's right." My sister's appearance is mediocre, and she is sitting at the same table with a big beauty like Liu Zhaorong, it must be like sitting on pins and needles, so it is better to hide far away, so as not to touch the scene. ”
Ziling knew that this was called "killing two birds with one stone", and at the same time sarcastically pulled Liu Zhaorong into the water to provoke her and Liu Zhaorong.
Meng Hongyu frowned, maybe it was really to take care of the mood of this "ugly concubine", or maybe he wanted to be out of sight, he generously agreed.
Zi Ling first went back to Yongle Palace to take off his heavy outfit, changed into casual clothes and then returned to Phoenix Terrace.
She sometimes snuggled up to Mrs. Xiao and coquettishly, sometimes whispered with her brother and sister-in-law, and sometimes ran back and forth to direct the performance, like a "big director" full of style.
This night banquet, in the eyes of these ancients who have never seen the world, is indeed really exciting!
A song of Jay Chou's "East Wind Breaking", the sweet voice of Jiaofang Gong'e sang softly, and there was a faint sorrow in the night sky. Grief infects everyone, and the listener's heart gradually softens.
The dance of Chang'e to the moon. Hanging a huge lantern behind a tulle makes it seem like a cold Moon Palace. The scene of Chang'e running to the moon was pulled up by a group of eunuchs, and Chang'e gradually rose into the air and ran to the Moon Palace. Such a real and exquisite set attracted enthusiastic applause.
Let's have a rock version of "If This Isn't Love", a reproduction of the ancient version of the Men's Twelve Bands. I saw the musicians "rocking" to their heart's content, and the musicians' exquisite performance skills interpreted the music to the fullest.
Of course, the main theme of the night banquet is to praise Meng Hongyu, so there must be a chorus at the end.
Zi Ling changed the lyrics of "No XXX, No New China", called "There is no prosperity without the emperor", "There is no prosperity without the emperor, there is no prosperity without the emperor, the emperor, handsome and chic, the emperor, the emperor is holy and benevolent......" The scene is spectacular and extremely shocking. This sycophant made Meng Hongyu's heart flutter.
The performance was also interspersed with a lottery, and now, everyone understood that the wooden signs distributed were for the lottery. The Emperor and the Queen Mother will draw lotteries, and those who win the lottery will receive a pot of imperial wine.
The atmosphere of the night banquet was warm and a complete success.
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The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the ground is full of clear light, like silver frost.
The poetry of the literati gradually became stronger, and they set up the table and began to fight poetry. Women are virtuous if they are not talented, and women talk about their own things.
After being busy for half a month, he didn't sleep well, and as soon as the party was over, Zi Ling began to feel sleepy. However, as the "chief director" of the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, you have to be responsible until the end, right?
So, she walked alone to a secluded place, walked across a stone bridge over the water, and arrived at a gazebo.
This pavilion is facing the lake, surrounded by trees, fragrant laurel, away from the hustle and bustle, it is really a good place to enjoy the moon.
Zi Ling sat down on top of the beauty and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. She suddenly remembered her modern parents, since her father had an affair, her mother was desperate and regarded her as a spiritual support. Now that she's "dead", what should mom do? Without love and without a daughter, what should she do?
Tearful eyes asked Yueyue silently.
There was a sound of soft footsteps behind him, and without looking back, Zi Ling knew that it was Zhan Zhan. Zhan Zhan is often like this, and when she walks alone at night, he stands quietly to the side to protect her.
She has gradually learned that Zhan Zhan's father was originally Xiao Chengxiang's protégé, and after he died due to an accident, the fifteen-year-old Zhan Zhan stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion to be raised by Xiao Chengxiang, and he and Ziling's brothers and sisters have always had a good relationship, and they especially love Ziling.
It's just that she didn't know that Xiao Ziling and Zhan Zhan were in love. On that day, Xiao Ziling went to the lake, not because he couldn't afford the emperor's joke, but because he was unwilling to enter the palace to be the emperor's concubine!
Xiao Ziling's lover is her Zhan brother, and the person she wants to marry is also her Zhan brother. If there is no fate in this life, she is willing to end this life with death, wait for the next life, and then continue this unfinished karma with him.
She doesn't know any of this!
The moon is lovesick.
She suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to, and on this bleak moonlit night, it was good for Zhanzhan to listen to her.
She said to herself: "The night is so good tonight, I miss my parents, will Brother Zhan miss his parents too?" In the palace, I always pretend to be calm, but in fact I don't get involved in any conspiracy. I don't have any friends and often feel lonely. I want to go back to my parents and live a simple and worry-free life. But I couldn't go back. ”
In the moonlight, he saw her crystal tears, silently gliding across her face. He suddenly felt distressed.
At the feast, she was like a clever bird, and at this time, she was like a weak rabbit, all she needed was a warm arm.
A pair of hands rested lightly on her, and she was startled. turned around and met Meng Hongyu's gentle eyes.
She hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, why are you ......?"
Before he could finish his words, he was blocked by his gentle kiss.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, and in this beautiful moonlight, he suddenly wanted to kiss her - his "ugly princess".
She didn't resist and shyly let him kiss. The dragonfly touched the water, and the kiss was so light, as if I was afraid that the kiss would be too heavy and would break the affection under the moonlight.
She leaned against him, and he hugged her tightly.
She was willing to be hugged by him like this, although she didn't love him yet, but, at this moment, she just wanted someone she could rely on and take her away from this boundless insecurity. And he, although he is in name only, is still his husband after all.
She should trust him and rely on him, shouldn't she?