Chapter 91: Prince Rong Wei (3)
After listening to Rong Huan's analysis, Emperor Xuanwu was stunned at first, and then a cold glow almost chilled from the bottom of his eyes, and almost at the same time that Rong Huan looked at it with an inquiring gaze, the cold glow in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a smile of relief, and nodded approvingly: "Being able to analyze the head is the Tao, which means that you have really worked hard these days, and the prince has really grown a lot, I am deeply grateful." ”
Hearing this, Rong Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to thank him, he saw Emperor Xuanwu's eyes sink, looked at him with a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "But sometimes, a sword is not about its length, but whether the person who uses it is comfortable and whether it can accurately stab the enemy for its master. ”
Emperor Xuanwu's far-reaching words shocked Rong Wei's heart, and he subconsciously dodged Emperor Xuanwu's meaningful gaze, lowered his eyes and said: "What my father said is extremely true, it is the sons and daughters who are only shallow in learning, and they have not been as far-sighted as their fathers, and the sons have been taught." ”
After finishing speaking, Rong Wei looked at Emperor Xuanwu again with a bit of temptation and caution, only to see Emperor Xuanwu's eyes slightly closed, rubbing his eyebrows, and looking exhausted.
Seeing this, Rong Wei called softly with concern in his eyes: "Father, ......"
Emperor Xuanwu slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible emotion flashed in his tired eyes. He looked at Rong Hao lightly, and after seeing his worried look, he immediately showed a soothing smile, waved his hand at him weakly, and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, and the prince should go to Zhang Yuanshou earlier." After a while, you can write another article on the situation in Nanling and give it to me. ”
Emperor Xuanwu didn't wait for Rong Huan to reply, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.
Seeing this scene, Rong Wei didn't say anything more, bowed to him respectfully, and said softly, "Erchen retires", and then lightly withdrew from the palace gate.
After Rong Huan walked away, Emperor Xuanwu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and complex looking at Rong Huan's back as he was drifting away, and his eyes were slightly squinted, revealing a thoughtful look.
He stared at it in silence for a long time before he exhaled a deep breath and said to Lu Yao, who was standing aside: "Lu Yao, the prince's remarks today really surprised me, it seems that this wind and cold have made the prince grow a lot. ”
When Lu Yao heard this, he just smiled faintly, his face did not show any surprise, and he bowed slightly and said, "If the prince is enlightened because of this wind and cold, it is also a blessing." ”
"Hmm......" Emperor Xuanwu groaned and smiled meaningfully, "I hope he doesn't disappoint me." ”
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A few days later, the Prince's Mansion.
The sound of silk and bamboo is clear to the ears, and the strings are refreshing.
In the banquet room, more than a dozen dancing girls are swinging her waist and waving her water sleeves to the sound of silk and bamboo strings. Yingying danced, only to see the light gauze clothes dancing against the wind, the swirling water sleeves left and right, bursts of fragrant wind frequently, so that the guests seated were overwhelmed, as if intoxicated.
The crown prince Rong Wei sat on the main seat, and toasted to the guests under the seat with a smile.
In the midst of the staggering, the sycophants of the guests were more radiant because of the slightly drunken wine, and there was a touch of joy in their eyes, and all kinds of chatter and laughter were endless, echoing in the banquet hall.
Come to think of it, although several of them have official positions in the court, they are all from the official titles of the fourth and fifth ranks, and they are pressured by others everywhere on weekdays, so why do they have great ambitions? Now what an honor it is to be favored by the prince and invited to a banquet? If they can assist the crown prince to ascend the throne, then in the future, it will be just around the corner to become an official and rise to prominence, and they will be overjoyed in their hearts.
In this scene of singing and dancing, only a man in a white robe sat quietly on his seat.
Rong Sui was wearing a moon-white gilt robe, and when the lights flickered, a large lotus pattern could be seen looming at the placket of his clothes. The long black ink hair was tied up high by a white jade hairpin, which lined the original clear and elegant appearance, and was even more handsome and dusty, like a fairy dancing under the snowy sky and moonlight, which seemed incompatible with this feast of drunken gold fans.
The smile on the corner of his lips is elegant and indifferent, exuding a breath like a spring breeze, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes reflect the colorful lights in the hall, like a piece of rare black jade, flowing with a warm luster, but it seems to have exhausted all the hustle and bustle of this world, making people involuntarily indulge in it.
"Old Seven, don't sit still." While everyone was talking and laughing, Rong Wei walked to Rong Sui's side at some point, and persuaded with a low smile: "Come, this palace will introduce you to Lord Huang." ”
Rong Sui raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw that there was a warm smile on Rong Sui's delicate face, and the eyes that fell on him revealed a gentle and sincere color.
Rong Sui immediately got up, smiled gratefully at him, and bowed slightly: "Brother courtier, thank you for His Royal Highness the Prince's kindness, but today's distinguished guests are all here to witness His Royal Highness the Prince's demeanor, how dare the courtiers take the lead?" Besides, the younger brother has always been not good at words, lest he disturb everyone's Yaxing by making a momentary gaffe. So the younger brother doesn't go to join in the excitement, and it is more appropriate to enjoy dance music here. ”
Rong Sui calmly greeted Rong Wei's gaze, in his warm eyes, his eyes were as clear as water, revealing a free and easy state that was indisputable with the world, and there was a hint of leisurely color in a corner of peace.
When Rong Wei heard this, he smiled loudly, the smile rippled between his eyebrows for a long time, and the sincerity and heartiness in his eyes inadvertently made him look approachable.
He couldn't help but quip: "Old Seven, you, where are you not good at words?" According to the main palace, you just want to drink wine, listen to music, and enjoy beautiful people here! After that, he patted Rong Sui's shoulder lightly, and sighed helplessly, "This palace knows that you have always been an idle cloud and wild crane, and you have never been happy to make friends with officials in the DPRK and China, and you can't look down on any connections and merits." Alas, that's it......"
Rong Wei waved his hand helplessly, and after signaling Rong Sui to sit down, he turned around and walked towards the main seat.
At this moment, the smile on Rong Sui's lips condensed slightly, and he suddenly felt a trace of strangeness, as if not far away, there was a sharp line of sight, looking at himself without a trace, and almost in an instant, that line of sight disappeared without a trace.
He sat back in the banquet quietly, his eyes as light as the breeze swept leisurely through the crowd, and the bottom of his warm eyes was quiet, like a pool of calm and waveless autumn water, clear as jade, never swept by the slightest breeze.
At the same time, Rong Huan, who returned to the main seat, suddenly clapped his hands, and the sound of silk and bamboo strings stopped abruptly, and the dancing girls immediately stopped dancing and bowed back one after another.
The banquet hall, which was originally noisy and laughing, suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked at Rong Huan in unison.
I saw Rong Wei meeting everyone's curious eyes, smiling at the corners of his eyes, looking around everyone gently, his eyes swept over the blushing faces, and the waves flowed, revealing the usual sense of affinity.
In the end, he fell his gaze on Rong Sui, and the smile on the corner of his mouth had a hint of unfathomable meaning, and then he waved his wide sleeves and ordered outside the hall: "Come on, send the gift prepared by the palace for Lao Qi!" ”