Chapter 237: Palace Banquet

Soon, Song Lang brought the paper and ink.

King Huainan held the pen in his hand and pondered for a moment before he began to put it down.

Lin Huai'an sat on one side of the chair with his back straight, waiting for his father to finish painting.

After about half an hour, King Huainan put the pen on the table, he picked up the drawing paper and blew it, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's done." ”

Lin Huai'an leaned over to take a look.

Only...... It's pretty bald.

He couldn't explain it for a while, was it really his uncle who had teeth and claws on the painting?

But the king of Huainan had no self-knowledge: "How is it? After all, I haven't painted since I married your mother, and my painting skills are a little rusty. ”

Lin Huai'an didn't know how his mother and concubine fell in love with his father.

He was in a heavy mood, and seeing that King Huainan was still waiting for praise on the side, Lin Huai'an rolled up the drawing paper: "The painting is very good, don't draw again next time." ”

King Huainan: "? ”

What was left for him was a back.

He is now a little curious about the little girl in his mouth, does she really look like his eldest brother?

After Lin Huai'an went out, he was followed by rhubarb.

Father is unreliable, so I can only find a chance to take them to meet next time.

He pinched the paper with a headache, and he couldn't help but open it and look at it, and closed it again as if he couldn't bear it, he glanced at the rhubarb and put the paper in front of his eyes.

Rhubarb: "......"

Wagging his tail and walking away.

The dog doesn't want to see it, so this is the first painter in Liangzhou.

Blow it out.

……

Lin'an has become more and more lively in the past few days, and the streets and alleys are full of joy.

This time the queen mother's birthday, the emperor made it extraordinarily grand.

Also lively is the noon gate, today is the day of Lu Churen's execution, and almost everyone in the capital has heard the news.

I saw Lu Churen dressed in dirty prison clothes, his limbs were tightly fastened to the cross stake, his head was lowered, his messy hair covered his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

There was no shortage of curses in the crowd, and there were even people throwing rotten leaves, except for a corner, where a woman knelt humbly and prayed to the man in front of her.

"Master, save Ren'er, he is your son-in-law."

The man and woman are the former Xuanping Marquis and his wife.

Both of them were wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and there was no trace of luxury on their bodies.

Save him?

The army was eager to kill his son, and his title, power, and wealth were all wasted because of him.

And the reason why he came today was to see the son of evil being scraped alive to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Jun glanced at his wife Chu Shi coldly, and he sneered: "Save him? I won't save a dog even if I save him, do you want to go with him? If you want, I will fulfill you. ”

Chu's shoulders shrunk, she looked at Lu Churen who was being attacked by everyone not far away with tears in her eyes, and finally couldn't help but cover her face and cry bitterly.

The terrible screams resounded over the capital.

Lu Churen died, died in the eighteenth year of Zhaokang, on July 27, six days before the birth of the Queen Mother.

In addition to this group of ordinary people, there were also dignitaries and nobles who witnessed the whole process.

In a teahouse closest to the execution site, several people sat by the window.

Cheng Yu was dressed in pale gold and another man, who was wearing a dark red robe with large gorgeous peony flowers embroidered on it.

The green silk is all scattered, and a jade-colored ruby-encrusted hairband is tied on the forehead.

A pair of glass eyes contain everything like the vicissitudes of life, his face is like a demon, but his temperament is extremely light, and he looks very warm without fighting.

He is the national teacher of Xirong.

Cheng Yu looked at Huamo, his eyes narrowed slightly, there was no Huamo in Dayan in his previous life, and it seems that many fates have changed because of his rebirth in this life.

For example, Lu Churen, Lu Churen in his previous life did not die, and these twenty-five people were not exposed, and the secret will be buried forever.

Cheng Yu thinks it's the butterfly effect caused by rebirth, and the trajectory of things will always be biased to the other side of the unknown, but it doesn't matter, as long as it can be corrected in the end.

"How can Hua Guoshi get used to staying in Dayan these days?"

"Okay."

Huamo replied, his voice like a crisp tinkling spring, melodious.

Cheng Yu's eyes darkened slightly: "I don't know if Hua Guoshi followed the Xirong envoy to Dayan this time, is there any other important matter?" ”

Huamo's glass eyes reflected the blood on the execution ground, and he also answered Cheng Yu's question lightly: "Find someone." ”

Get?

Even if Cheng Yu wants to know, it's not good to take the liberty of asking.

Lu Churen's matter was forgotten in the lively Beijing in just a few days.

Then came the birthday of the Queen Mother, on this day the streets of the capital were hung with red lanterns, and there was an endless stream of luxury carriages, all heading towards the palace gate.

The banquet was held in the evening, but they all had to enter the palace early.

Shen Guogong's Mansion

Mrs. Shen is a first-class edict that must enter the palace, she is wearing a decree suit, and Chaohua supports her.

"How's Xiao Hui'er's foot injury?"

Chao Huatou lowered slightly: "Miss Huiwei's feet have only improved a little, and it will be good to raise them for another ten days and half a month." ”

Old Mrs. Shen felt a little pity when she heard this: "It's really not the right time to get hurt, otherwise I would like to take her into the palace to have a look." ”

Mrs. Yipin can bring someone into the palace, originally Mrs. Shen wanted to take Zhao Huiwei, but she had to give up because of her foot injury.

These words were heard by Shen Shu behind her, and she couldn't hide her jealousy in her eyes.

She is a concubine, and she can go to the flower party held by the county lord on weekdays, but this kind of palace banquet is out of reach for her.

Her grandmother brought her eldest brother, and she also expected Mrs. Shen to take her into the palace, but her grandmother actually wanted to bring Zhao Huiwei, a lowly peasant girl.

The indignation on her face was all seen by Shen Xiuyu, and he walked to her side: "Fourth sister." ”

Shen Shu turned her head, her face full of grievances: "Big brother." ”

Shen Xiuyu raised his hand and touched her hair, and said softly, "Is there anything for the eldest brother to bring into the palace?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Shu's face slowly turned red, and she quietly took out a sachet from her arms: "Big brother, can you help me give this sachet to the prince's cousin?" ”

Shen Xiuyu lowered his head and saw a moon white sachet embroidered with orchids, a trace of mockery crossed his eyes, and he said in his mouth: "Yes, is there anything else you want me to bring?" ”

Shen Shu shook her head, and was a little embarrassed to stir the ribbon around her waist with her hand: "Cousin Prince will know when he sees it." ”

He put the sachet in his wide sleeve: "Then I'll go first." ”

"Big brother go slowly."

Seeing that they were gone, Shen Shu returned to his courtyard.

Night was fast approaching

Today, the Guogong Mansion is a little secluded, Zhao Huiwei sat in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

It's August, and on the hibiscus tree in the courtyard, the hibiscus flowers are blooming in full bloom, which is very gorgeous.

Xu Ziheng entered Beijing with wine, and he wrote to say that he met Xi Yuerong in the capital, and even complained about the woman's consistent annoyance.

Zhao Huiwei has never seen Xi Yuerong, but there is always a chance to meet her, at this moment, her mind wanders, the banquet in the palace should have begun, Shen Mingnan should have already sat in his place, enjoying the singing and dancing, right?

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