CHAPTER XV
"Say, who is that man?" Qing Yue was very grateful to the man, and she was also very curious about who would lend a helping hand at that time.
"If, as you said, wearing red official robes is generally worn by military attachés, this person should be a person who practices martial arts, and today dozens of people under the command of Tyumen entered the palace to accept the reward, it should be Tyuming's people." When Song Zhi came, he saw Qiu Ming walking through the palace street in a high-profile manner, but he didn't admit that Qiu Ming's people would save Qingyue by chance.
"No wonder Prince Helan is in a bad mood today, it turned out to be General Qiu's people who came." Qingyue then recalled the scene when she saw Helan Kangnian.
"Tyuming has always been at odds with Helan Kangnian, and at this time Tyuming won the battle, I'm afraid that Helan Mansion will make trouble today." Song Zhi vaguely remembered the time he borrowed in Helan Mansion when he had not yet entered the palace, and he would unconsciously think of that person. "Don't do this stupid thing next time, stay by my side."
"Got it."
Golden bottle sake, jade plate delicacies, silk and bamboo orchestra sound continuously.
Due to the arrival of Tyumen, the Heavenly Temple and the Huaqing Hall were more lively than usual.
"Come on! Congratulations to General Autumn on his triumph! The gold bottle was even more dazzling by Zhao Yichen's slender and white hands, as if these hands should be born with gold and silver treasures.
"Long live Your Majesty, long live" Dozens of people were full of anger and shouted the momentum of hundreds of people.
After three rounds of drinking, Tyumen and the others became a little drunk.
The battlefield is lonely and cruel, and drinking and eating meat is not only the only pleasure, but also a testimony to cherish the moment.
"Qin Neishi, General Ben's robe is dirty, you can help General Ben change it!" Qiu Ming suddenly pointed at Qin Neishou and shouted loudly.
Suddenly, Zhao Yichen's face turned dark, and the scene was suddenly silent.
Qin Neishou is who is also, he has been in the palace as an inner servant since he was a child, and he was appreciated by the first emperor, and was promoted to a personal inner servant in the later years of the first emperor.
In order to assist Zhao Yichen to quickly understand the court situation, the first emperor gave Zhao Yichen the Qin servant before driving the crane immortal.
Everyone was silent for a long time, Zhao Yichen had loudly praised Qiu Ming's ridiculous behavior before, and now he asked Qin Neishou to change his clothes, and everyone also wanted to see how the new emperor would deal with it.
He touched the jade wrench in his hand, turned and turned, and finally spit out only two words, "You go." ”
Maybe everyone else didn't understand, but Qin Neishou watched Zhao Yichen grow up, and knew what he meant in his heart, and he didn't show any unhappy looks.
This move was a gasp.
In the hearts of everyone, Zhao Yichen is just an embroidered pillow that can't be supported, and he will only lie in the mountains and rivers that his ancestors have beaten down and are greedy for pleasure.
"General Qiu can be regarded as my father-in-law, if you have any needs in the future, just mention it, and I will definitely meet what I can meet." Zhao Yichen smiled on his face, but in fact, the back molars were about to be twisted in one place.
"The minister is terrified." Qiu Ming held his hands high above his head, his face was full of pride, and he couldn't see the panic in his mouth at all.
"It's still early, Huaqing Hall is not far from here, I want to come to Concubine De and miss my father for a long time, I must have prepared some delicious food, you and Qiu Jue go to see her as soon as possible."
"Obey."
After Qiu Ming, Qiu Jue and the others left, Zhao Yichen threw the wine glasses on the table on the ground, and he didn't eat a single bite of the delicacies on the jade plate, all rolled into the dust.
"Throw it all away." Zhao Yichen sat on the steps in front of the hall, and at this moment he only hated that he couldn't really take power.
Before Zhao Yichen could speak, Qin Nei's attendants had already removed the delicacies on the table one after another.
"Your Majesty, the coming day is long, and there is absolutely no problem with the vision of the first emperor." Zhao Yichen is both a monarch and a younger brother in Qin's inner servant, he watched the young Zhao Yichen take on the heavy responsibility of this thousand catties with his weak arms step by step, if it were not for his physical disability, he also hoped to fight side by side with Zhao Yichen in the officialdom.
Zhao Yichen's face was dark, and he smothered the liquor in one gulp.
"Go to the Yilan Palace." Qin Neishou saw through Zhao Yichen's intentions and shouted directly to the waiting frame.
"Father, here you are." Changing the arrogant and domineering arrogance of the past, Qiu Yutong is too docile.
Qiu Ming directly skipped Qiu Yutong and sat directly on the right seat of the Huaqing Palace. Qiu Jue looked like a deputy brother, first bowed to his sister, and then sat next to Qiu Ming.
"Our father and son are here, just to go through the motions, and there are many people in this palace, so I will give you a face." Tyumen glanced disdainfully at the delicate and small food items on the table next to him.
"What my father said is, taste that tea, the tip of the hair that was paid a few days ago is very fresh and delicious." Qiu Yutong saw that Qiu Ming was full of alcohol, and thought about letting Qiu Ming drink some tea to relieve hangover.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Ming overturned the tea cup to the ground, and a crisp slap instantly fell on Qiu Yutong's white face.
"What do you have to show off in front of General Ben?" Tyumen stood up, and the spit in his mouth flew everywhere.