A crimson figure followed three or five waiting eunuchs towards him.

"Hurry up, everyone. It's me who is late. Saying that, he laughed loudly, walked closer, hurriedly stepped forward, and took the lead in helping General Wei Chi and Qu Yishang up.

"The two masters hurry up, didn't you say it, don't bow if you are not in the court."

The prince was in his early twenties, dressed in a crimson dress, with a bright yellow belt around his waist and a dragon-patterned jade pendant pinned to his waist. pampered all day long, but it reveals some aristocratic pathologies. The face is delicate and amiable.

Crown Prince Murong Xian, the only son of the empress and emperor. The queen was born in the Wei family, the four major lords, and her mother family already had a lot of resources. Coupled with the two high-ranking prince teachers, the general Wei Chiwei and the prime minister Qu Yishang, it was only a matter of time before he succeeded to the throne.

Murong Xian hurriedly helped the two teachers up, and he respected the two of them very much. Then please ask others not to be particular about the number of manners.

"Don't be restrained, if it's still the upper set, then the palace should feel that there is no lower court."

The prince smiled, and there was no trace of arrogance.

The crowd stood up with a smile and sat down in harmony.

And Murong Xian and the other dignitaries went upstairs. 3rd floor with a better view of nature. You can see that the lights downstairs are bright, and the maidservants are in and out. There is also a small high platform in a conspicuous place downstairs. There should be a performance. In the back, you can see a curved corridor leading to the center of the lake, and there is a white marble octagonal pavilion.

Lights were lit along the road, and the pavilion was decorated with lamps all around.

The prince and others sat in the most window position, and the view downstairs was in full view. There was also an empty spot next to him. No one came to sit.

"The second brother is on his way here, he has always been like this. Don't wait for him. Let's get started. The crown prince announced the beginning of the feast.

The maidservants who came in served a plate of delicacies, the golden cup was filled with mellow wine, and the beauties in gorgeous clothes shuttled. It's a drunken gold fan.

"Okay, Yaochi Xianle will begin!" Lin Jiangyue clapped her hands.

There was also the sound of rattling bells downstairs, and everyone fell silent, waiting for what would happen.

The whole garden is as bright as day, and the air is filled with the aroma of delicious food, mixed with incense. There are soft stalls on the ground, and they float lightly when you walk up, like clouds. The young maidservant, the hairpin ring beads swaying, fluttering the small fan to send the fragrant wind.

I heard a bell ringing on the water.

The voice of the natural girl is leisurely in the ears.

"It's Ji Tao Fan!" Guests with pointed ears have already identified the owner of the voice.

"There is no one like Ji Taofan, who can make people fascinated by singing alone."

Ji Tao fan hummed a simple melody, but in the quiet night, it was like a valley spring that made people's hearts empty.

"Where's she?"

I only heard his voice, but I didn't see his person. The singing voice is ethereal. It adds a dreamlike feeling. But I can't see the figure of Ji Taofan.

Everyone was looking left and right to find out where she was, and when they were surprised, the voice seemed to come from all over, and Ji Tao Fan finally sang.

Blowing through the smoke into the night wind. A bright moon on the curtain. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and they have to sleep together. Affection, meaning. Biyun returned and recognized nowhere to be found. should only have been in the previous life, love to cage the mandarin duck twice.

Prince Murong Xianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his long eyelashes were lightly closed, and he savored it.

General Wei Chi sat aside, and was the first to see a young woman walking from the path. Dressed in pink and beautiful, singing and walking, getting closer and closer.

Wei Chi pointed for the prince, and Murong Xian also saw the comer.

"Look, that's Ji Tao Fan." Murong Xian recognized the woman in pink at a glance, and everyone followed the reputation. sang the song again and again, and at this time the singing voice was more real, and I felt that the voice was soft and round. Some of the people who were sitting involuntarily stood up, and their eyes followed the point to find the posture of the immortal.

The opening was amazing. Lin Jiangyue was very satisfied.

At the end of the song, Ji Taofan also came over to toast everyone, and also came to the third floor.

After a while, everyone drank a few more glasses and let go of the initial discomfort. The neighbors on the left and right toasted each other, and the atmosphere became more and more lively. The maidservants also came and went more frequently, serving new dishes and pouring new wine.

The prince picked up his wine glass and toasted Qu Yishang: "Teacher, I have made you worry a lot about the trivial matters in the DPRK and China recently, I will give you a glass." ”

Qu Yishang raised his wine glass and smiled indifferently, without too many movements, he could see that he was neither humble nor arrogant.

Murong Xian raised his glass again and saluted the general Chi Wei: "Teacher, the army is hard, and I also toast you." ”

Wei Chi was not polite, raised his glass in return, and then drank it all. Lin Jiangyue specially instructed that Wei Chiwei's wine should be served with spirits. As soon as Wei Chi's throat moved, the elixir jade liquid rolled in, and his brows were only slightly wrinkled for a while before he relaxed.

Murong Xian also knew that General Wei Chi didn't like this occasion of singing and dancing, if it weren't for the fact that Lian Xiangyuan specially prepared his favorite Zhanjiang special song and his own kind invitation. I'm afraid, I can't invite him to drive. I secretly felt relieved in my heart, Lin Jiangyue was the master of long-sleeved dancing, and she coped well with all kinds of difficult characters.

Murong Xian had another drink with Qu Yishang and asked about the recent homeless: "Teacher, I saw the excerpt of the Kyoto patrol envoy, there have been more and more homeless people from Chu recently, and the queue waiting outside the gate of the capital to enter Beijing every day has been lined up for five miles. Have you heard about this? ”

Qu Yishang stroked the unmessy beard on his chin, and he couldn't see much expression, as if he didn't care very much: "Well, I've heard of it." ”

The crown prince Murong Xian looked a little anxious, furrowed his good-looking eyebrows, and showed a look of concern for the country and the people: "It's not a good thing that so many displaced people have poured into Liangdu." ”

But Qu Yishang didn't care: "This matter has been reported to the Holy Lord by the Kyoto Imperial History Office, and the prince doesn't need to intervene in particular." ”

Murong Xian wanted to say it, but after thinking about it, he swallowed it, he had always listened to the teacher's words. Teachers often teach that "water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat". Teach him to love the country and the people, and to be sensitive to the people's feelings. He still obeyed the teacher's instructions, so there was no need to intervene, but he was a little puzzled. This seemed to be different from what he had learned.

For some reason, Murong Xian felt that the teacher had also changed a little from before.

didn't have time to think about it, and the next show of Lian Xiangyuan began.

The sound of the flower drum sounded, and when everyone was drinking, they didn't realize that there were six or seven big drums about one zhang wide set up on the high platform downstairs, and the big drum had delicate and gorgeous peony patterns.

On the edge of each hub, there is a woman in blue clothes and water sleeves. All of them have a thin waist and long neck, and a graceful figure. Holding a water-blue drumstick, he struck the drum surface in a uniform manner, and posed a beautiful pose one by one, revealing a jade neck, or revealing a snow-white forearm, or revealing a carved calf. Every woman is swaying, and there are copper bells hanging on her body, and every movement is jingling.