Although Shen Mu was stationed in the palace, he was only in the courtyard. Because there are saints here, the passage of others is prescribed to die. If you walk around at will, you will inevitably be taken down and punished.

It was only when it was time for the night banquet that Shen Mu realized that this palace was so big and so majestic!

The royal night banquet was far more magnificent than Shen Mu imagined.

The night banquet is set up in the palace, and the specification is six people per table, and all officials and princes and nobles above the second grade can be seated.

This kind of specification is something Shen Mu has never seen before, a table of six people, a table of eight immortals on the table, and a nanmu chair.

Shen Mu was only able to enter the banquet hall, not because of Murong Huan's promotion, but because of the special arrangement of the master of ceremonies, Grandpa Zhuang.

As for whose will Gong Zhuang served, then Shen Mu didn't know! Anyway, some ate, so he opened his stomach and tasted the taste of the royal meal.

The night banquet of the wealthy family, a small banquet on three days, and a big banquet on the seventh day, most of the civil and military officials who sat down have long been accustomed to it, and the officials in the imperial court have spared no effort to support the economic prosperity, so that life is almost erosive, so that the envoys of various countries who make pilgrimages think that the country is rich and the people are strong. But I don't know how many beggars are curled up in the dark at the corner of the alley, trembling......

The seats of Murong Huan and the other four kings were set up around the saints, and the main seat of the banquet was set up in the shape of a "concave" character. The seats are all the most powerful people in Yunzhao Kingdom.

The saint sits on the throne of the Ninety-Five, and on his side is Empress Naruhito, the empress of the current clouds. Next are the princes, princesses, the four kings with different surnames, and several ministers of the cabinet!

As for the others, they all arranged with Shen Mu to dine at the Eight Immortals table far away.

Before the dinner, Grandpa Zhuang read out the congratulatory messages written by the cabinet ministers as usual. It is nothing more than the sun and the moon shining together, God bless the clouds and other convulsive words, followed by a performance of singing and dancing.

In terms of formation, this was the grandest "dance" performance Shen Mu had ever seen, and it also allowed him to completely see the luxury of the royal night banquet.

Hundreds of delicate dancers appeared one after another, graceful and graceful, as light as swallows.

With the entrance of the dancers, the palace maids brought countless delicacies from the mountains and seas and put them on the wine table one by one.

The dishes are rich and the presentation is exquisite.

Or mountain forest jade, or flowing water smoke, or iceberg firefly. It was a royal style.

Therefore, the sound of the piano flutters, the music that stirs people's hearts rises lightly, and the women dance with long sleeves, like countless delicate petals gently flying between heaven and earth, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

The hundred beauties sometimes scattered, sometimes gathered, suddenly arched sleeves stacked on top of each other, like blooming buds, scattered around, the sky fell, a beautiful girl in white, like a hollow valley orchid appeared in the center of the field, with her light and graceful, fluttering like a fairy dance, wide wide sleeves opened and closed to cover, but also set off her thousands of beautiful posture.

Everyone watched her graceful dancing in fascination, almost forgetting to breathe. The girl's eyes were so beautiful that everyone present had their hearts beating, and they all thought that she was looking at herself.

No, they didn't want the woman to look at them too much, because none of them dared to blaspheme her.

That woman was no stranger, it was Princess Wanqing.

The evening is fluttering and dancing, the eyebrows are affectionate, and the charm is full.

Shen Mu was thrilled, he didn't expect that this princess was not only kind and kind, but would have such amazing dancing skills.

After dancing a song, the evening is sunny and bowing: "The son wishes his father and the queen mother all the blessings and peace." ”

Emperor Yongning was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Wanqing is really getting more and more exquisite, and I want to enjoy the Wanqing Princess Garden...... No, no, I'll reward my Qinglian Palace in the evening!"

Wan Qing Gong said: "Father, the son is just for the hunt, the father has given enough rewards to the son, this Qinglian Palace is the father's favorite garden, how can the son be ......"

Emperor Yongning said: "Look, this precious princess of mine is polite to me...... Now that I've opened my mouth, do you want me to go back on my word?"

A king's word is a holy decree, is it a child's play?

Wanqing hurriedly bowed: "Son, thank you for your father's reward!"

Emperor Yongning beckoned: "Come on...... Sit beside your father and mother, you've had a busy day, take a break!"

Wanqing respectfully owed and sat down beside Empress Naruhito.

King Zhao said: "Enlighten the father, hunt today, and enjoy the whole world." You might as well have your son dance the sword to help the fun!"

Yongning said: "Pulling a bow to hunt during the day, I have seen blood. It's a dinner party, and it's better to have no swords and swords!"

King Zhao couldn't make it, he looked embarrassed, and said with a smile: "What my father said is ......"

King Kang said: "Father, now I am in the clouds of Guotai Jun'an, and today is another hunting event." The ministers thought that it was better to be happy alone than to be happy, and the ministers might as well recite poems on this to present to the emperor. The collected poems were compiled into a book for the people to sing, so as to show my majesty in the clouds!

Emperor Yongning muttered: "This is an elegant matter. I haven't been a vassal for a long time, and now that I think about it, Yuan Ge Lao seems to be a good hand at making fu. Yuan Tingzhen, how about you try it?"

Yuan Tingzhen said: "The old minister is only a shallow learner, how dare he surprise the joy of the saint!"

Emperor Yongning said: "Don't get in the way, the right should be a toast." I may not have read Yuan Ge's writing and ink for a long time!"

Yuan Tingzhen said: "Since this is the case, the old minister will try it!"

The master of ceremonies, Grandpa Zhuang, has taken a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and presented it on the table.

Yuan Tingzhen put the pen in his hand, thought about it for a while, and wrote:

Kyushu Xiangyou, the northern ice city, the East China Sea. Look at the sunrise of Yuntai, the peaks are high and steep, the Qujiang River is clear, and Lin Huanmu laughs. Flag hunting, iron bones, enjoy peace and prosperity.

This situation depends on the subjects of the world to fight together.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, attracting hundreds of millions of children to bend their waists.

Cast clouds and souls, soldiers are strong and horses are strong; fishermen and woods are cultivated and read, and merchants are rich. The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the eight countries come to the dynasty, and the road of Naruto wisdom and faith. On ancient and modern, count heroes, saints are good!

When the pen fell, Gonggong Zhuang presented the imperial view of Emperor Yongning.

Emperor Yongning read it, and twisted his beard and called "good": "Yuan Ge Lao Hong Confucianism is a master, and he is only eight buckets high, and he really opened his eyes." Good...... Not bad...... Grandpa Zhuang, this ink treasure is framed and sent to the inner palace. I want to be a good collector!"

Yuan Tingzhen knelt down and thanked: "The old minister thanks the saint for his false praise!"

King Kang said: "Father, Yuan Ge is very knowledgeable, and he is the pillar of my dynasty. However, Erchen knew that there was another person in this case, and his pen and ink talent was not inferior to that of the elder of the pavilion!"

Emperor Yongning was very interested and asked, "There are still such talents, who are you talking about?"

The corners of King Kang's mouth rose: "It's the general of Murong Wangfu, General Shen!"

When Shen Mu heard this, he "chuckled" in his heart, and looked at this King Kang who had come around in such a big circle, it turned out that he was coming for himself.

It seems that it is always difficult for the royal children to have a large belly!

Emperor Yongning glanced at Murong Huan: "There are still such talents in your palace. Then Shen joins the army at the banquet and summons him to come, I want to see what kind of talent it is, even my son King Kang knows!"

Murong Huan somehow King Kang would mention Shen Mu, but he never liked to compete for fame and fortune, so he hurriedly said: "Shen is a martial artist in the army, how can he compare with the elder of the pavilion......"

Emperor Yongning said: "Don't get in the way...... Today, I said that it is not about winning or losing, but about a lively ...... Is Lord Murong afraid that I will rob you of people?"

Murong Huan said: "The old minister doesn't dare to ......" paused, and beckoned to Shen Mu, who was sitting at the Eight Immortals table in the corner.

At this time, Shen Mu finally understood why he was arranged by the celebrant to attend the dinner again...... It turned out that King Kang had a plan.

Shen Mu strode to the center of the banquet, bowed his head and bowed: "The last general will see the saint, see the queen mother, see the princes and adults!"

Emperor Yongning looked at Shen Mu: "Well, it's really a hero out of a young man, okay...... King Kang said that you are brilliant, and at today's night banquet, I also want to open my eyes. General Shen doesn't have to be cramped, just use his pen and ink to his heart's content!"

Facing such a person, and being the most powerful person in Yunzhao today, Shen Mu couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and his palms were oozing sweat.

After a little calm, Fang said: "The last general is only shallow in learning, and he is really worried about insulting the world!"

King Kang said: "Father, General Shen is modest, didn't my father ask his son, "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." "Who's the hand? It's this General Shen. He deliberately humiliated Shen Mu and embarrassed him. Thinking that Shen Mu couldn't go over to be nostalgic for the flowers, his mouth was full of sweet words, how could he write a domineering literary algae.

Emperor Yongning's expression was calm: "I see...... Such shocking words actually came from the hands of General Shen, and he really has great talent, and today I am sure to see General Mobao!"

When Shen Mu heard this, he knew that today's matter could not be avoided. King Kang is afraid that he doesn't know how many poems and songs he Shen Mu has recited back then, and he wants to publish articles here again and make things difficult for himself, which is simply naïve.

It's not terrible to set up an enemy, it's terrible to know how terrible the enemy is, that's what is really terrible......

Shen Mu bowed, got up and picked up the pen, straightened the paper, and said, "Then the general will be ugly." ”

As he spoke, the pen wandered, and then wrote a "Short Song Xing" on that piece of paper:

When you sing about wine, life is geometric!

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

The only way to solve your worries is good wine.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far.

Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples.

There are guests here, drumming and blowing sheng.

It's as clear as the moon, when can it be done?

Worries come from it, and they cannot be cut off.

The more strange it is, the more vain it exists.

Talking about the old kindness.

The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south.

Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed?

The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep.

The saint vomits, and the world returns to the heart.

In order to reflect this situation, Shen Mu made some changes. When the pen is written, it is presented to Grandpa Zhuang.

Emperor Yongning read it again, was quite shocked, twisted his beard and laughed: "What a song about wine, life is geometric! Zhuang Sun Ming, read it to the ministers and listen!"

Zhuang Gong said fairly: "The slave obeys the order!" Holding the paper scroll in his hand, he read aloud the "Short Song Xing".

When the ministers heard this, they all applauded.

Kang Wang'er listened to the thunderous applause, his face turned pale in an instant, and he wanted to say something, but when he looked at the princes looking at the jokes, he was even more anxious, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Murong Huan listened to this "Short Song Xing", although he was envious, his face was very embarrassed.