Yongtai 22 years, December 21.

The Queen Mother's 80th birthday.

The main hall of Cining Palace is decorated with extreme festivity, and the red sleeves of the dancers in the middle of the hall are fluttering, and the posture is graceful, and they are dancing with the melodious sound of silk and bamboo.

Zhao Chen leaned crookedly on the soft chair, holding wine in one hand and supporting his head in the other.

She hadn't worn this kind of formal dress for too long, which made her feel awkward.

But this pretty golden silk python robe was a new dress made for her by the queen mother herself, and in order for the old lady to be happy, she had to endure the disgust and wear it.

Mu Ran looked at these boring dance music, and she couldn't help but think of Meng Yong who entered the palace with her.

At this hour, the other party should still be waiting in the side hall...

Just as her mind was running, the sound of milk in her ears suddenly sounded.

"People stand like a loose voice and sit like a clock, let alone a day like this-" The child who spoke wrinkled his face slightly, and said in a very low voice: "You can't be a little positive!" ”

Zhao Chen looked sideways at him.

The little boy sat beside her, his waist straight, his hands on his knees, looking quiet and well-behaved, as if he had never spoken at all.

Eighth Prince Zhao Li!

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows amusedly: "Isn't it comfortable?" ”

The Eighth Prince's mouth moved slightly: "If a person is rude, he will not be born, if he is rude, he will not succeed, and if he is rude, he will not succeed, and if he is rude, he will -"

"It's all faulty!" Zhao Chen pinched his little chubby face, and swayed from side to side with a smile: "Make others uncomfortable, and you yourself are not comfortable, what are you doing if you don't want to be comfortable?" ”

"Let go of me! In case he is seen by his father-" The Eighth Prince blushed and snorted, but his body remained motionless.

Zhao Chen couldn't help but laugh.

I don't know how the old sour Confucians in the palace taught these imperial heirs, but this little kid in front of him is only five years old, and he knows how to show himself in front of His Majesty.

She smiled and squeezed: "You think too much, where does Your Majesty have the leisure to pay attention to you?" ”

The eighth prince's face suddenly darkened, and he didn't care about his manners, so he quickly dialed her hand away, and then returned to his previous appearance.

There was no fun left and right, and Zhao Chen wanted to tease him a few more words.

Suddenly, a palace person said in a loud voice: "The princes are close to congratulate their birthdays——! ”

The eighth prince was as if he had been saved, and he was busy following the royal brothers.

Zhao Chen also limped over.

She lost her father and mother at a young age, so since she was taken back to Beijing, she has been raised as a prince in the palace until she was lame.

"The grandson pays homage to the ancestors, and wishes the ancestors happiness like the East China Sea..."

Zhao Chen couldn't help but take a few more looks, she still remembered the prince's congratulatory gift last year-

The prince kowtowed again, took out a bag from his bosom, and was so stiff that he pulled the corners of his lips unnaturally, and looked as if he were laughing.

"This is the Taoist talisman given by the grandson to ask for immortals, which can drive away evil spirits and take refuge, which can be called the treasure of the immortal family, and it is especially filial piety to the ancestors."

Zhao Chen had no choice but not to start, the prince was really still the prince.

The Queen Mother also had helplessness in her eyes, but she had been used to it for so many years, so she only smiled and responded twice, and then ordered someone to accept it.

"Mother, the prince only got this talisman when he left Beijing in March, and its central meaning is really rare." Emperor Chu chuckled and said a good word for the crown prince.

An inaudible cold snort suddenly sounded beside Zhao Chen.

Although the three princes holding the luxurious brocade box smiled decently, their eyes were full of disgust and greasy.

He wasn't to blame for that.

The prince of Da Chu is obsessed with immortal Taoism and does not listen to the world all day long, which is a well-known thing.

It stands to reason that such an absurd prince should have been abolished a long time ago, but Emperor Chu liked this eldest son very much.

No matter how the official is impeached, and how the rest of the princes are outstanding, they can't shake the status of the crown prince in the slightest.

And the most outstanding of those princes is the third prince.

"Grandson to the ancestor of the birthday..."The third prince really knocked out the sound, and handed the brocade box forward, "The grandson visited everyone and invited more than 10,000 craftsmen to embroider this longevity picture, hoping that the ancestors would live longer and be blessed." ”

The palace people hurriedly stepped forward to take out the contents of the box, and unfolded them in front of everyone's eyes.

The gold filigree on the red background is extraordinary, and the exquisite craftsmanship on it is even more eye-catching, and the beauty is amazing.

Zhao Chen couldn't help but secretly praise, these three princes are really attentive!

The Queen Mother was also very happy, not only helped the three princes with her own hands, but also couldn't help but praise a few words.

Surrounded by the praise of the Queen Mother and the envy of the people around him, Rao is third prince has always been scheming, and he couldn't help but show smugness in his eyes, and he glanced at the prince defiantly.

It's a pity that the latter was closing his eyes and concentrating, taking the time to meditate according to the method of the immortals, and he didn't receive it at all.

To say that this just made him a little frustrated, then what Emperor Chu said after that definitely made him lose to the end.

"Although this longevity picture is full of intentions, it is also too extravagant." Emperor Chu said lightly: "To embroider such a large picture, it takes manpower and material resources... None of them can be counted, and they are really extravagant. ”

As soon as he said this, the Queen Mother couldn't get down.

The Inner Palace of Da Chu has always been diligent and thrifty, and there are few extravagant things, which is advocated by the Queen Mother herself.

Seeing this, Emperor Chu added: "But after all, this is my mother's birthday, and it is not too much to be extravagant." ”

The queen mother had steps, but the third prince only felt that the whole person was not good, and when he walked back to Zhao Chen, he couldn't help but flick his sleeves angrily.

Zhao Chen silently moved a few steps to the side and continued to watch.

There are three princes in front of such a big gift, and although the next few princes are also attentive enough, it is still difficult to catch the limelight.

There are only the sixth princes, Zhao Chun, and the eighth prince with a bun face.

The former sent an auspicious stone, and the latter sent nearly ten hand-copied filial piety scriptures, only to be praised by the Queen Mother and the Emperor of Chu respectively.

Zhao Chen looked at the Eighth Prince, who was only praised for a few words, and then blindly laughed stupidly, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

It's not easy to be born in a royal family!

It was finally Zhao Chen's turn.

She first stepped forward with a smile and kowtowed to celebrate her birthday, and said a bunch of auspicious words with a sharp mouth, and then suddenly straightened up and asked: "Ancestor looks at his grandson wearing this body, can he still be in good spirits?" ”

Jade-faced starry eyes, Qiong's nose and red lips, slender eyebrows are high, and she wears a white jade crown and a golden silk python robe-

The Queen Mother's eyes were full of love: "Spirit, our Chen'er is a hanger!" ”

Zhao Chen raised her chin with her eyebrows, and couldn't help but provoke the Queen Mother to hide her lips and laugh, until she saw the palace people urging, she hurriedly held the box and came to the phoenix couch.

"Ancestor, this year's birthday gift, the grandson has to deliver it to you by himself."

"Oh? What's the good stuff? The Queen Mother smiled and cooperated with the probe.

Zhao Chen smiled slightly, opened the wooden box, and the Eight Treasures hairpin lay quietly in it.

There is no light, no pretensions, ordinary and ordinary.

The people around her, who had hung their appetites and stretched their necks, all shook their heads in disappointment.

The sixth prince, who already had a grudge against her, couldn't help but laugh out loud, and was about to take the opportunity to say a few sentences-

The Queen Mother smiled suddenly, took it out of the box with trembling hands, and rubbed her eyes to see more clearly while caressing the small characters on it, but when she rubbed it, her eyes turned red.

"Really, really?" The Queen Mother's voice and hands trembled in unison.

The palace is cold, and the emperor is amorous.

In this long life, she has never had anything to rely on, and only by recalling her biological mother's teaching and love from time to time has enabled her to survive in this cold and lonely palace for decades.

"The world is far away from the earth, and only with this heart can you be happy."

Zhao Chen smiled and took the golden jade hairpin, got up and half-knelt on the phoenix couch, put it on her head for the queen mother, and said in her ear: "Your Shi'an has found it back, don't lose it again." ”