Chapter 39: The Bureau
Speak straighter?
He Xiang's eyes were gloomy, and after a while, he coldly spit out two words.
"Don't dare."
Ahya hooked her lips slightly, her eyes full of banter.
The tutor of the He family's own family is still like this, what face is there in this palace, pointing fingers at the king?
Xie Yu slowly put down the wine glass at this time, nodded Ahya's forehead, and reprimanded in an unclear tone: "Naughty." β
The face of the prime minister in public, in his mouth, is just a naughty.
The king's bias was so blatant that all the officials of His Highness fell silent.
Ahya's eyebrows were crooked, and the fingertips of the case crawled over naturally, and by covering it, hooked the corners of his clothes.
"Your Majesty." She lowered her voice, her eyes shining, like a cat that had successfully played a prank and proudly cocked its tail to show off her abilities to the owner, "How am I doing?" β
"Very smart." Xie Yu laughed lowly, grabbed her hand in turn, pinched it between her fingers and played with it, inadvertently and ambiguously, making people's ears hot.
There was still a piece of black pressing kneeling underneath, but the two people above had already bitten their ears, and they didn't mean to avoid others at all.
Concubine De looked at her father's figure, her eyes couldn't help but reddened slightly, and the resentment in her eyes became more and more serious.
That damn vixen!
In the end, it was Concubine Shu who smiled and coughed lightly, which was counted as a reminder: "Your Majesty." β
Xie Yu came back to his senses at this time, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if surprised: "Why are you Aiqing still kneeling?" β
"It's the New Year's Festival, what does it look like? Get up. β
His deep voice was smiling and warned.
A faint dimmer flashed in He Xiang's eyes, seeing that his attitude was so tough, he knew that he couldn't please him, so he had to get up in silence and sit down again.
The rest of the officials looked at each other and hurriedly retreated.
Xie Wei was condescending, looking at the funny scene like birds scattering below, his eyes were dim and faintly mocking.
As soon as he raised his hand slightly, Zhou Zhong stepped forward and sang.
"Your Majesty's Banquetβ"
As this sound came out, the bell rang and the music rang around. The palace people came in line, holding all kinds of delicacies in their hands, serving food to the ministers one by one.
The atmosphere was suddenly peaceful, Xie Yu served the wine first, and motioned for the ministers to drink a glass together, and they were happy, as if the dispute had never appeared.
Lin Heng took the lead in stepping forward, raised his glass and bowed, with a smile in his tone, showing a little closeness: "Respect Your Majesty." β
"May Your Majesty live forever, and the mountains and rivers will be forever."
Xie Yu also raised his hand to signal, as if complaining, and his voice was clearly full of pleasure.
"It's this sentence every year, Zijun, I don't know how to find some new tricks."
Zijun, is it Lin Heng's word?
Ahya slowly tilted her head, raised her eyes from the food, looked at Xie Ji, and couldn't help but hook her lips, with a hint of watching a good show on her face.
On this occasion, the order of the courtier's toast is also quite particular.
It stands to reason that the prime minister at the head of the hundred officials should be the first to come.
Lin Heng not only took the lead, but also sang and harmonized with Xie Wei, and almost engraved the words "harmony between the monarch and the minister" on his face, where did he put him?
If this move is not instructed by Xie Ji, she will not believe it.
She paused, looked at He Xiang, and sure enough, seeing that his face was not very good-looking, she looked at Concubine De again...... Oh, the chopsticks are almost broken.
The officials below all held their breath, looked at their noses and noses, and did not dare to say more.
Concubine Shu also raised her glass immediately, smiling, her eyes were as gentle as water: "The concubine also wishes Your Majesty a long life." β
Ahya coughed, barely able to restrain her laughter.
is worthy of being a concubine, this hand fell into the stone and used it well.
He Xiang asked Lin Heng to press his head, and he didn't even take the lead with Concubine De.
The He family has been completely disgraced this year.
Ah Yale added fuel to the fire, pulled La Xie Ji's sleeve, and smiled like a cat that had only eaten some snacks: "Your Majesty." β
"I respect you too."
"Toast to say toast." Xie Wei lowered his head slightly, his gaze fell on her, and the sharp color between his eyebrows and eyes suddenly eased a lot.
He said this, but his tone was more like a joke, motioning for Zhou Zhong to add another glass of wine to him, staring at Ahya obliquely, and speaking playfully.
"Say a few nice words, I will think about it again, whether to drink your glass of wine or not."
"Your Majesty is ten thousand years, and the country is eternal." She puffed out her cheeks and snorted, as if she were coquettish, and poked him with her fingertips, "Can you drink it?" β
"Pick up people's teeth." Xie Yu's voice was low, he pinched her face, and said leisurely, "Another sentence." β
"No more!" Ahya shook her head and threw his hand down, looking indignant like a fried kitten, reaching out to grab the wine glass from his hand, "Don't drink it! β
"Ahya."
Xie Yu raised the wine glass, dodged her kitten's paws, and shook his head helplessly: "Why can't you afford to play like this." β
He drank all the wine in the glass, turned it over to show her, and his tone was full of smiles: "Satisfied?" β
Ahya withdrew her hand, nodded with satisfaction, and set her eyes on Concubine De again, without hiding her triumphantness.
Don't you come to toast?
She said this with her mouth, and her provocative appearance made Concubine De hate the root of her teeth, and because of the occasion, she could only forcibly suppress it.
"The tail is going to be cocked."
Xie Yu's low, magnetic voice suddenly sounded, and the burning breath with the smell of alcohol sprayed on the back of her neck, causing Ahya to almost jump up in fright.
She widened her eyes, turned her head to look at Xie Yu, and saw the amusement on his face, and suddenly turned her face away with a weak heart, and looked left and right, but she refused to look at him.
"What did you say?" Her voice was soft, about the time she had drunk, and her face was faintly red, which seemed more and more seductive.
As if a prey was tentative, it stretched out a paw to play, unaware that it had been exposed to the predator's field of vision.
Xie Yu's gaze was fixed on her vermilion lips, and gradually sank, and the darkness was surging, revealing his inner desires.
He drank another glass of wine and smiled rather than a smile.
"Be nice, enough for today."
Obviously, everything at the New Year's Banquet is just the beginning.
He is a master of the chess game, and today's pawn has fallen, and there is no need for more tricks.
Ahya restrained the emotion in her eyes, as if she was ignorant, and pulled Xie Ji's sleeve and pulled him in her direction.
The strength of the emperor who has been fighting all year round is something she can easily shake? Her struggle, not only failed to make him shake a little, but instead pulled herself to a stumbling one, and the whole person almost pounced on him.
"Your Majesty."
She spat out the smell of wine, her eyes were misty, shining, and she bit her lower lip slightly, making the red color more vivid and attractive.
"Am I not good?"
She hooked her lips and raised a smile, as if she was already drunk, looking at Xie Ji's eyes gradually swelling with obscurity, but her fingertips were gently hooked.
O King on high, why are you so calm?
She was going to drag him into the middle of the game.