In the palace banquet, the royal family should be listed first, and those with titles are behind. Arrange the order according to the rank of the knighthood, and then arrange the seats according to the rank of the civil left, the martial arts, and the rank of the official. Yan Hui was a second-class knighthood, but he was at the bottom of the queue and no one felt that it was wrong. He withstood everyone's deliberate or unintentional peeping, and a casual smile overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"Your Majesty has arrived—"

"The moon concubine has arrived—"

"Long live your majesty, long live your mother."

The Jokhang Emperor Murong Yao has passed the year of the Mandate of Heaven, and there is no snow in the green silk, and his appearance is much younger than his peers. He raised his hand slightly and said with a smile: "Get up, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, no need to be formal, sit down." He was dressed in a dark dragon robe, and the five-clawed golden dragon was not angry.

Murong Yao swept the bottom of his eyes, "Why isn't Concubine Huan here?" ”

Concubine Yue said: "Sister Huan has been feeling cold recently and can't come, and yesterday she specially sent someone to sue her, but Your Majesty forgot?" ”

Murong Yao raised his eyebrows, and his eyes rolled, "I really forgot, then give this red plum pearl incense to Yehuan Palace, Concubine Huan loves to eat this the most." ”

Concubine Yue beckoned to the palace maid, took the dishes with her own hands, and said with a soft smile: "If Sister Huan knew that His Majesty was so concerned, she would definitely be annoyed why she was so sick at such a bad time." ”

Murong Yao glanced at her, "In this harem, you are the best at talking with your mouth." Alright, let's have a feast. ”

All the instruments play in unison, if the fairy music is fluttering, the dancers step in, dance, drum and laugh. The scene was instantly much more lively and cheerful.

Murong Yao drank and danced, chatting with Concubine Yue and the princes and ministers from time to time. Leisurely and relaxed, only a pair of eyes occasionally skimmed, containing the supreme and inoffensive majesty of the Son of Heaven.

After the two dances and music, the emperor's eldest son, Murong Cuo, held a beautifully carved sandalwood brocade box, "Father, son-in-law accidentally found a piece of thousand-year-old incense, and dedicated it to his father." My father worked hard for the country, but I hope this incense can relieve one or two fatigues. He opened the box, and a rich aroma lingered.

Shen Tan Dragon Musk Deer, Tiger Ink Agarwood. Agarwood is agarwood condensed by resin for thousands of years under special conditions, and is the first of all incense, the king of all incense, which is extremely rare and rare.

The emperors of the Jokhang dynasties all liked ambergris, but Murong Yao preferred agarwood. His face was overjoyed, beckoning someone to present it, holding the black flat agarwood, and he couldn't put it down for a while before asking someone to put it away.

The second son of the emperor, Murong Luan, was jealous in his heart, and hurriedly offered his congratulatory gift. But Zhuyu was in front of him, and he tried his best to find a congratulatory gift, but he only got a word of praise that was not salty or light.

"Father, this year's father's birthday, the son failed to rush back to the capital to present in person, and has been haunted. When the son learned that his father wanted to collect books from all over the world, he invited famous and talented people to edit a set of "The Great Canon of the Early Taichu". I hope that my father and emperor will forgive my sons and ministers for trespassing! Murong, the fifth son of the emperor, bowed to the ground in disgust.

Several eunuchs brought three boxes of books, and Murong Yao's eyes were gloomy, and it was difficult to understand.

Concubine Yue picked up the jade pot and poured wine while saying softly: "Last year, Your Majesty said that people in the world are difficult to read. If we can gather the books of a hundred schools of thought in one place, wouldn't it be for the benefit of all people? Because he missed His Majesty's birthday, he never forgot it, and he didn't know how to make up for it. The concubine said this unintentionally, but he wrote it down, and the concubine was blamed for her broken mouth. ”

"Oh? It's really heartfelt. ”

Concubine Yue pretended not to notice the deep meaning of his words, "Isn't it." For this set of books, Yan'er not only emptied his family's funds, but also borrowed money from his concubines to continue, but also begged people everywhere. Your Majesty, you know, those famous Confucians, all of them are well-versed in the past and the present, full of economy, but their temperaments are strange one by one...... The concubine also persuaded him, but he said that even if he condemned His Majesty, he would continue to cultivate. ”

Murong Yao looked at her deeply for a moment, and said with a smile: "Can the book be completed?" ”

Murong was disgusted, knowing that the crisis had passed. He raised his head and said ashamedly: "Back to my father, the ability of my sons and ministers is limited, and only the first volume has been compiled at present. ”

"Lin Sheng."

Lin Sheng, a scholar from Wenhua Pavilion Yipin University, stood up, "The minister is here." ”

"Order Wenhua Pavilion to convene talented people from all over the world to continue to edit the "Taichu Canon", and it will be up to you and Chengyi...... There are also the editors-in-chief of the five princes, and the rest of the people are cooperating with each other, and the state capitals are fully cooperating. ”

The three of them knelt down in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Your Majesty seeks the well-being of the students of the world and future generations, and this merit should cover a thousand years!"

The ministers congratulated, Murong Yao was overjoyed, and immediately named Murong Yan as the king, gave him the title "Chun", and chose an auspicious day to seal it.