Chapter 292, I Possess the Beauty of the World (51)
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Since she took Li Gong back to the palace that day, Xie Linzhi deliberately didn't see her.
Zao Chao said that he was sick, and she went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to visit him, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even come to this kind of banquet.
Shen Jiu stared at the red seal of the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while, raised his eyebrows, and reluctantly raised a smile: "Since the Prime Minister can't come for some reason, then he won't wait for the Prime Minister." β
She tilted her head slightly, and Defu announced in a loud voice with great vigour: "The banquet begins!" β
He took the bill handed by the little eunuch and read aloud all the tributes of the vassal kings.
The fiefdoms of the vassal kings were rich and poor, and the tributes were mixed.
Shen Jiu deliberately listened to it, among all the vassal kings, King Su was the one who paid the most and the best tribute.
While listening to Defu read the bill, she thought casually, is this because King Su feels that this throne will be his, so he is very generous? Or is it because his fief is too rich, and taking out these things is a drop in the bucket for him?
Shen Jiu pondered for a while, then chuckled again.
Whatever the reason, it's not good news for her.
Defu had already read out the bill, and Shen Jiu followed with a few words, and then officially started the banquet.
The hall suddenly became lively, and the palace ladies who performed rushed in, and the feudal lords sitting at the table began to lean together in twos and threes and whispered.
The vassal king also had his own social circle.
Shen Jiu swept around, roughly estimating the relationship between the vassal kings, and then she looked away and gently looked at King Su who was sitting alone.
She walked down from the high position, held a wine glass, walked slowly to King Su's side, sat down and asked, "Why is the imperial brother alone?" β
King Su seemed to be a little frightened, slightly leaned sideways, made a respectful gesture, and then said in a low voice: "The minister has a withdrawn personality and does not have many good friends. β
Shen Jiu glanced at him and gently put the wine glass on the table: "Really?" β
She sighed, "I didn't either. β
King Su lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his attitude was respectful: "Your Majesty is the son of the true dragon, everyone respects you, no-"
Shen Jiu suddenly interrupted him: "Everyone respects? β
She smiled strangely, and her voice suddenly lowered: "How the prime minister treats me, the imperial brother can also see it." She smiled lowly: "Everyone is waiting for him alone, he just made up a reason, sent a little guy to send me away, and told me where to put my face!" β
Shen Jiu's voice was low at first, but later, as if he couldn't suppress his anger, his voice couldn't help but rise a little.
King Su seemed to be taken aback by her words, and his body couldn't help but shrink back a little: "Your Majestyβ"
He frowned, as if he wanted to comfort Shen Jiu, but he searched his stomach and didn't find any suitable words.
He was silent for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "The prime minister is bent on the court, maybe it's really just a temporary matter." β
Shen Jiu raised his head and looked at him deeply: "The imperial brother has also learned to perfunctory me." β
King Su lowered his head, looking guilty.
Shen Jiu's fingertips fell on the glass of wine, poked it twice carelessly, and continued to complain: "I was drafted a few days ago, and it was rare for a few ministers to send their concubines over, but as a result, all those concubines were sent away by the prime minister, leaving only a few concubines for me to choose. β
Her voice raised, and she deliberately said unhappily: "He's mocking me!" β