"Mother, dinner is ready." Linglong came in and returned.

The three of them got up and moved to the East Warm Pavilion, which was slightly smaller than the main hall. The cloisonné enamel smoker is burning vigorously, and the light smoke curls in the green glazed lotus incense burner. A pure white porcelain vase is inserted with two or three buds of green plums.

"Mother, what incense is burning in your warm pavilion? So elegant. The palace maid served the food, and Chu Pei sniffed lightly and asked.

"This is just the gardenia dew they got in May, if the emperor likes it, let them bring some of the little plums." The Queen Mother stroked the ruby ring on her finger and wanted to call someone.

"Where do you need these, it's just that the fragrance of ambergris in the Zihuan Hall is too strong, and after smelling the fragrance of the queen mother, I feel that it is noble and chic." Chu Pei said with a smile.

"The mourning family forgot that Yuan Guifei was the first person to make incense in the palace, and she had a lot of spices there." The Queen Mother chuckled.

"Lin'er, I remember that you only like agarwood, a few days ago I sent Xiao Guozi to send some to your house, I'm afraid it's not true to buy it outside." The Queen Mother turned her head to look at Chu Lin.

"Xie Mother cares, and the son is uneasy. In the future, these trivialities will be left to Ruyi. Chu Lin stood up and saluted.

While talking, all kinds of dishes have been served, four plates of dried fruit preserves, four dishes of side dishes and pastries, dried scallops, spiced mandarin fish, matsutake lion's mane mushroom, hanging stove pheasant, fresh clam radish soup, bad rabbit meat, roast deer breast, bird's nest chicken soup. This is made by the small kitchen of Taihedian, and the dishes are beautiful and fragrant.

Mother and son sat at the table, exquisitely brewed on the silver tip of Junshan, and the array was full of red jade slurry.

"Mother, my son respects you, and may my mother be healthy." Chu Pei raised his glass and said.

"The emperor works day and night for state affairs, and he should eat more." The clear pulp is a light wine, and the Queen Mother can also drink a little.

"Chu Lin wishes the queen mother eternal youth." Chu Lin also stood up to toast.

"Sit, this is our mother and son's family feast, don't be restrained. This venison is excellent, and young men should use it more often. The Queen Mother picked a piece and handed it to Chu Lin's gold-painted white porcelain bowl.

Linglong stood at the table and poured wine, and the mother and son were harmonious at the table, drinking three or five glasses in a row.

Chu Pei picked up the jade cup of drinking and said to Chu Lin: "The queen mother's set of colorful jade cups can be easily taken out and used." ”

"This wine glass is really exquisite, and the jade is also warm to the touch, and the most important thing is that the emerald color is so intense that it seems to drip out." Chu Lin played carefully.

"It's really pleasing to the eye with this red jade clear pulp wine." Chu Pei turned the wine glass, and the crimson elixir in the cup rippled.

"It's not that the mourning family is reluctant, in fact, there were eight back then, and then one was broken, and it was not a set, but today I want to drink red jade, only our mother and son are three, so Linglong found it." The Queen Mother said angrily.

"It's a shame." Chu Pei raised his head and drank the red jade, as if he was drinking a red flower wrapped in green leaves.

"Ninth brother, you have always been Xiao Xiao, and the queen mother is happy today, why don't you play a song?" Chu Pei looked at the jade Xiao on Chu Lin's waist.

"If the queen mother and brother don't dislike it, the minister will offer a song to help the fun." Chu Lin stood up and held Xiao to his thin lips.

Xiao sound clear and clear, such as the bubbling stone on the clear stream, and like chirping out of the valley yellow oriole, there is the elegance of the bamboo forest on the moon, there is also the liveliness of the grass and insects singing in autumn, the silk wisps, around the beams and pillars, like the sound of nature.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingered, and Chu Pei sighed: "It's really wonderful sound." This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times. ”

"I heard that Miss Su plays the piano well, and you will be able to play the piano harmoniously in the future." The Queen Mother smiled.

When Chu Lin heard this, his face changed, and he didn't say anything, but sat down and drank a drink.

"Queen Mother, can the day be set?" Chu Pei asked. He is the emperor, and he has every opportunity, and no one will bother him with this.

"Well, it's set, the eighth day of the first month. I asked Lin'er to enter the palace to talk about this matter. The Queen Mother looked at Chu Lin with a smile.

Chu Lin's heart was like breaking a five-flavor bottle, and his marriage really couldn't help him. Those eyes......

"Ninth brother, don't be shy, it's normal for men to marry women." Chu Pei saw that his face was flushed, thinking that he was shallow and couldn't listen to these words.

"Lin'er, rest assured, the person the queen mother chooses for you is one in a hundred in appearance, temperament, and conduct." The Queen Mother also said a word.

"The queen mother works hard for her sons, and the sons are afraid." Chu Lin suppressed the bitterness in his heart and stood up and saluted.

"You, when the emperor is as old as you, he already has Princess Lingxuan." The Queen Mother reached out and grabbed him.

The mother and son sat down again, drank some more wine, used red bean porridge, and Linglong withdrew green tea and replaced it with oolong black tea to nourish the stomach and help digestion.

After saying goodbye from the Taihe Palace, it was already six o'clock in the unitary hour, and the emperor's Luan was waiting outside.

"Little Lizi, you send the Ninth Prince out of the palace." Chu Pei said.

"The kindness of the royal brother, the younger brother understands it, and the little chamberlain can lead it." Gonggong Li is the deacon of the Zihuan Palace, and the emperor can't leave it for a moment.

"He's a minion, you're the master." Chu Pei boarded Luan's car and was helped away by other chamberlains.

Chu Lin saluted and said goodbye.

"Let's go, Lord Nine." Gonggong Li was diligent and led the way.

"I'm tired." Chu Lin then followed.

"Thank you Lord for relieving the slaves just now." Li Gong said openly.

"Father-in-law, don't mind, I just don't want the royal brother to be depressed. I just do my best, the state affairs are heavy, and I ask my father-in-law to take care of the royal brother. Chu Lin made a gesture to salute.

"Torture the old slave, torture the old slave." Gonggong Li held it up and bowed to the ground.

"That pond of dead leaves, my father-in-law should find someone to clean it up as soon as possible. It's about to be the New Year, and the palace should be more festive. Chu Lin continued.

"But the emperor said that he would keep it for the rain." Gonggong Li frowned.

"Where does the imperial brother remember these trivial things." Chu Lin said with a smile.

With the palace gate in sight, Chu Lin said goodbye to Gong Li and strode out.

The carriage of the Yan Wangfu was still in place, and Zhao Ji'an was waiting anxiously on a red-maned horse.

"Go home." Chu Lin said coldly.

The coachman drove the carriage, Zhao Ji'an rode a horse to the side, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the sound of horses' hooves came from the bluestone slab.

Chu Lin leaned against the wall of the car, and he closed his eyes.

Miss Su Jia, the eighth day of the first month.

There was a dull pain in his heart, a feeling that he was finally going to lose his cherished love.

He has a hurried relationship with her, and in the hot spring pool, he is the only one who sees the girl, but the girl is ignorant, maybe the black tiger sees or perceives him.

The bright stars in those eyes, how could he let go?

Speechless all the way, Zhao Ji'an didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to ask rashly.

The front of Yanwang's Mansion was as bright as day, and Chu Lin got out of the car and entered the mansion directly. As soon as Zhao Ji'an handed the reins to the guard at the door, he only saw his back in a hurry.

"Hey, where's the prince?" Ruyi, who came out of the door, asked with an invitation card in his hand.

"What's wrong, sister?" Zhao Ji'an climbed the stairs.

"The invitation sent by the Zhongshu Lingfu, I specially asked the little girl to wait for you at the door, I didn't delay for a moment, and I still didn't meet it." When the master enters the dormitory, he cannot be disturbed unless there is a major matter.

"Don't worry, the prince knows about this, I'll keep the invitation." Zhao Ji'an looked at the red paper.

"There's one more for you, I'll put you in the bedroom." Zhao Ruyi handed the invitation to Zhao Ji'an, obviously feeling that he seemed to be relieved.

The Imperial Palace, the Purple Palace

"How?" Chu Pei read by candlelight.

"The Ninth Prince said, he just doesn't want to upset Your Majesty with irrelevant matters." Gonggong Li came in with ginseng soup.

"That's all?" Chu Pei's gaze did not take half a minute off the book.

"The Ninth Prince also said that Your Majesty's state affairs are heavy, and you need slaves to be served." Gonggong Li picked up the small silver scissors and cut the wick.

"What else?" Chu Pei dropped the book and picked up the ginseng soup.

"What's more, the Nine Princes let the withered lotus be pulled." Gonggong Li stole a glance at Chu Pei, he was afraid in his heart.

"Plucked? Isn't he going to stay and listen to the rain? "Chu Pei plays with taste.

"The Ninth Prince said that the New Year should be celebrated, and he also said that His Majesty is busy and will not remember." The dragon's heart is difficult to guess, and Gonggong Li has to tell the truth.

"Alright, you can step aside." Chu Pei waved his hand.

"Lao Jiu, what kind of person are you, is it really all for me and for the Dashun Dynasty?" Chu Pei frowned, and he had no intention of reading the book.

Tie Li came out of the Beijing patrol camp and rushed home directly.

His grandmother, Zhu, was warming a basket of hot buns on the stove, and there was no charcoal burning in the house, only the stove for stewed soup killed two birds with one stone. She wore a simple muslin skirt and a sauce-colored gown. Only a red sandalwood hairpin is used on the head to tie the gray hair.

Tie Zhan was sitting at the table drinking, and the dishes served with the wine were braised hooves and spicy steamed fish. He was also dressed plainly, a dark blue cotton robe, with neither embroidery nor decoration, and a simple blood vine hairpin on his head, which looked oily and red because of long-term use.

"Grandma!" Tie Li rushed in.

"Xiao Li is back!" Zhu smiled and looked back.

"Ahem." Tie Zhan probably ate the chili pepper and couldn't stop coughing.

"Grandpa." Tie Li turned around and called respectfully.

"Hmph, stinky boy, all you need in your eyes is your grandma!" Iron Zhan put on a face.

"Grandpa, shall I have a drink with you?" Tie Li sat down with a grin.

"Go wash your hands." Zhu patted Tie Li.

"Sister-in-law Fang, do you have the food?" Zhu went to the kitchen.

Although Tie Zhan is an auxiliary general, he is old and has long since been disarmed and returned to the field. During the period of civil strife, his son Tie Ji died young, and his daughter-in-law was too sad, leaving her little grandson and leaving with her son.

Although the general's mansion is large, there are only old people and a child in their last years, so Tie Zhan dismissed the servants and maids, leaving only Fang's sister-in-law, who had nowhere to take refuge, and did everything by herself.

Originally, he had some savings, but he didn't want Tie Li to get into trouble every once in a while, so he lost it. The family has relied on the Zhu family for many years, and thanks to the grange in the early years, it is still able to maintain the family's expenses.

Zhu brought two more plates of vegetables, and the grandfather and grandson began to drink.

"I heard that the Ninth Prince received an errand to patrol the Beijing camp?" Although Tie Zhan doesn't care about political affairs, he is still enthusiastic about the military camp.

"Well, I've fought with him." Tie Li kept stuffing buns into his mouth, one bite at a time, and he ate it so happily.

"Ahh Did you break someone? "The Zhu family panicked, this is a prince, if it is broken, what compensation can be paid!

"No, I lost." Tie Li said it openly.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Tie Li had never lost a fight, and Zhu was even more panicked and touched his arm.

"A boy who has no interest, if he loses, he still dares to eat steamed buns!" Tie Zhan glared at Zhu.

"What is there to lose, what is there to be ashamed of being defeated by King Yan! Brother Song, Brother Yuan, and Brother Su were all defeated, and the entire Beijing camp didn't find an opponent! Tie Li waved his hand, as if he was the one who had beaten the entire Beijing patrol camp.

"Oh? The kid of the Song family is a hanging, and the Su family's Ma is a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, but he is also defeated? "Tie Zhan was originally the founding general, not to mention the squire of the Criminal Department, even Zhongshu Ling Shangshu Ling had to be respectful when he saw him.

"No, he's not as cold as rumored to be, and he's going to eat crab roe soup with us tomorrow. Hiccup...... Tie Li thrust for a while, and a large basket of meat buns had been eaten, and he leaned comfortably on the large chair specially made for him.

Although Tieli's meals are simple, they are loved by grandparents. But Yuan Jinnian just ate the delicacies out of the flies, couldn't swallow them, couldn't spit them out.