The drunken spring breeze was divided into delicate wine jugs and brought up, and the palace maids poured wine for the princes and generals present one by one, and when he poured wine for Zhai Tianyi, he deliberately avoided some of them, keeping a comfortable distance. He doesn't like people to be close to him, close to him, especially women.

The wine was all poured, and the hall was filled with a rich aroma of wine in an instant, which made people intoxicated, and some people couldn't help but whisper in admiration, and even swallowed their saliva quietly, who would be willing to spend so much silver to buy some wine to drink? Wouldn't it be nice to have such oral administrations now?

"Come, you don't have to be restrained, just raise a glass." Chao Xinglan drank a glass first, and the ministers also picked up the wine glasses and tasted them.

Zhai Tianyi likes to drink tea and not drink alcohol on weekdays, today is the Wanshou Festival, he only made an exception to drink a few glasses, although the drunken spring breeze is a good wine, but he has drunk enough today, so he plans to quietly hand the wine to Gu Yang for a while, he is a good wine, naturally he will not dislike too much wine.

As soon as his fingertips touched the wine cup, a beam of eyes looked over, and it was Chang Yahe again. She suddenly raised her glass to him, and then drank it all, and snapped the rim of the glass to show that she had not left a single drop.

Zhai Tianyi's hand froze there, and it was not possible to take it or not. Although he can ignore her, after all, she is a princess, and she seems to be very prejudiced against herself, if she ignores it like this, she may not be in trouble in the future, he will only return to Beijing for a few days, and he will return to the border soon.

Thinking of this, he picked up the wine cup, saluted in return, and then drank it all and put the wine cup back on the table. Chang Yahe showed a hearty smile to him, this smile was too bright, so that Zhai Tianyi couldn't help but look away. He always felt that this girl was not so kind.

This was the last cup Zhai Tianyi drank, and then he ordered someone to replace the wine with tea, and sat there alone and tasted it slowly.

After eating and drinking, the Queen Mother proposed to let the daughters of the ministers present perform for everyone to enjoy, saying that it was a performance, but in fact, it was for the draft. And the ladies from all the mansions who have never had the opportunity to show up under the seat began to be eager to try, some of them became the noble women of the Chiyan Kingdom in order to enter the palace, and some of them put their minds on Zhai Tianyi's body, especially after seeing Zhai Tianyi's appearance, they were even more excited, and secretly sent autumn waves to Zhai Tianyi from time to time, but they were all ignored.

The ministers brought their daughters to introduce them one by one, some gentle, some pretty, in short, none of them could not be put on the table. They all know a skill, some can sing, some can dance, some understand music theory, some recite poetry, and all kinds of things are very lively.

Chang Yahe was still looking at it at first, but it looked like there were only a few things, and it gradually became boring, and her little head was dotted up and down, as if she might fall asleep on the table at any time.

On the other side, Zhai Tianyi closed his eyes the whole time, seemed to be listening quietly, and seemed to be really asleep.

The Queen Mother looked at the two people who were indifferent on one side, and couldn't help but have a big head, an emperor and a prince, these two people are not young anymore, why are they not worried about their own affairs at all?

"The old minister sees the emperor, long live my emperor." A minister in his forties saluted. That person Chang Yahe knows, is the queen's father, that is, the current father-in-law, named Gu Chengzhi. looks very serious and rigid, not smiling, and has never been too close to the queen, Chang Yahe doesn't like him very much.

"Flat." Chao Xinglan raised his hand, just like to other ministers, there was nothing special.

"This is the little girl Gu Qingwan." Gu Chengzhi turned sideways and introduced a woman to him.

"Courtier Gu Qingwan, I have seen my emperor." The woman was born gentle, with indescribable tenderness between her eyebrows, her white fingertips held a silk silk, saluted, and then looked at Chao Xinglan like water, with a smile in her eyes, like the honey that could not be dissolved.

"Flat, let's get started." Chao Xinglan didn't give her too much reaction, and still maintained a decent smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. Gu Qingwan was not discouraged, she found a place to sit down like other daughters, holding the pipa, her slender fingers plucked the strings, and the tactful timbre penetrated.

The music was sometimes clear and sometimes ethereal, and it was still tender like water, and a few syllables turned and suddenly stirred, and the people who listened to a song were hearty, as if they had run on the grassland, and seemed to be walking by the ding dong spring.

The last syllable ended, the hall was quiet for a long time, and suddenly there was a roaring applause, everyone was shocked by this music, but they didn't expect that they had such superb piano skills at the age of about fifteen.