The palace maids wore newly made clothes, carried the jewelry given by the masters who were reluctant to use them under the cabinets that they treasured on weekdays, and walked between the guests with trays and smiles.

On the tray in the palm of your hand, the fragrance is overflowing.

It's just that obviously not many people really have the leisure to enjoy food and wine, beautiful songs and dances, and most people's minds are resting on how to say the gift later, or whether they want to come forward to toast, and what order should the toast be. It's early, it's easy to offend people, but if it's late, it's not positive enough, and if it pleases His Highness, I'm afraid it's the second Lord Zhang.

Master Zhang has no talent and no ability, how did he attract the dislike of the prince for no reason?

Thinking of the inside story, the index finger touched the corner of the mouth, made a silent gesture, and pointed to a certain direction outside the hall - that is the direction of the prison of Dali Temple. The other party obviously didn't understand, poked his head out, didn't see the reason, and turned back and asked in a low voice, "What?" ”

The palace maid came over at the right time, and the topic stopped.

The officials who did not receive an answer were obviously a little restless, and for a moment they craned their necks to look out, and for the other they quietly watched to see if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had noticed them, and they were also very busy.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was pouring himself a drink, and he didn't have time to pay attention to him. Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't have time to deal with anyone, he bracked his chin to enjoy the singing and dancing, and he was obviously the most comfortable person in this hall.

"Sheng'er." The emperor called him. Since he came in, this son has not greeted him, and the relationship between them has always been a little estranged and cold. In the past, the emperor also let him go, but now he feels that the future direction of Dacheng depends on this son, and the relationship between their father and son should be more intimate. So, he took the initiative to find a topic, "I heard that you just went to welcome the gift?" ”

His Royal Highness Gu was a little fascinated by the singing and dancing, and when he heard the words, he lazily responded, "Yes." ”

No more on that.

It's a little embarrassing.

The birthday star, who was faster and more accurate than anyone else, only two words popped out concisely at this time, which really made people a little unaccustomed, and some officials smiled and enlivened the atmosphere, "The gift that can be greeted by His Royal Highness in person must be a rare treasure." Ignorance...... Do you have the privilege to see such a treasure with your own eyes? ”

Gu Yansheng lazily lifted his eyelids to look at him, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he was stunned at the bottom of his eyes, and the official regretted it in an instant...... He didn't dare to say much.

Gu Yansheng held his chin with an unclear expression, his voice was slightly cold, and he was a little upright, "Your Highness's baby...... Why should I show you? ”

The other party choked.

The queen scolded in a deep voice, "Gu, Yan, Sheng." She seldom called him by name, and if she did, it was a warning.

In this life, there are only the queen who can control Gu Yansheng, except for the Taifu, and even the emperor can't control this ancestor who has a somewhat perverse temperament. Although his expression was cold, he was much more restrained, changed his posture, and smiled lazily, "You want to see the baby of His Highness...... It's not impossible. ”

The official was stunned again, saying that the wind is the rain, and he really couldn't keep up. He stood up in a daze and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Xie admires his face." ”

"I don't have to thank you, I brought it for you to see." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled and looked confused, completely ignoring the other party's expression as if he had swallowed a fly for a moment, and said in a good mood, "As we all know, this Rong class master is now married to Jiangnan. Although the famous troupe at that time was still there, it lost its backbone, and it was not as good as a day. ”

"This son is the most cherished talent, because he spent a lot of money to buy the troupe, and asked someone to invite a famous artist to go out of the mountain, write a play, and hand it over to the troupe to rehearse day and night.

said, waving his hand at Grandpa Chang, "This song and dance is really boring, His Royal Highness is tired of listening to it, everyone here must have listened to it for decades, just right, take it down, change the taste." ”

This is clearly not part of the established process......

According to the process arranged by the Ministry of Rites, after the song and dance are sung, it is time to present a birthday gift.

Father-in-law Chang was a little undecided, bent down to approach the emperor, and called, "Your Majesty......"

The emperor didn't know what kind of medicine Gu Yansheng was selling in the gourd, but he knew that if he didn't fulfill his wishes, he was afraid that something similar to Master Zhang would happen today, so he pressed his temples, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let him be." ”

Chang Gonggong should be and ordered to go down.

Those who sang and danced retreated, and the officials looked at each other but felt novel. There are only one or two teams that can come to the palace to sing and dance, and there are only a few repertoire that are turned over and over, and some of them have to be removed that can't reach the high walls of this deep palace, and there are always three or two left.

The first time I heard it, it was amazing.

The second time I listened to it, it was appreciation.

And after that...... It's a little bit, and the food is tasteless. However, this kind of occasion is not used to listen to singing, yes, no one really cares whether this song is new or not, just like this table of imperial food, no matter how delicious, but no one really dares to move a few more chopsticks, even if His Majesty the Emperor appreciates his face and eats, it tastes a little like chewing wax.

Today there are different repertoire, but it is a novelty.

Even some ladies have quietly started to introduce to their husbands how tight Miss Rong's troupe was at the beginning, but if they want to invite Shangfu to sing, they have to queue up for more than a month in advance.

Of course, after Miss Rong Xi left, the troupe still existed for a while, but I don't know why, without Miss Rong, the troupe can only fry cold rice, and there is no novelty at all, and there are only a few old songs sung back and forth.

In addition, other troupes competed to imitate it, and gradually, no one cared about it.

If it weren't for today's mention, I'm afraid that most of the imperial capital would have forgotten about it, at most, when I heard others singing after dinner, I would have sighed about how brilliant Rong Xi's troupe was back then.

Unexpectedly, it was acquired by His Royal Highness the Prince, which really makes people sigh with emotion, the luck of this troupe is really good.

While talking, a group of small servants came in, one holding a pot of white chrysanthemums in his hand, bent down and walked to each table, gently put it down, bent down to salute, and then retreated silently. Everyone was stunned, and saw a woman in a white dress graceful and graceful, and she entered.

Those women bowed to the emperor, revealing white hair ornaments in their hair, like flowers carved from shells, shining, looking at the flower shape, it was actually white chrysanthemum. Echoing the white chrysanthemum in front of each table.

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