After the three rounds of wine, the attendants carried the night pearl into the room, lit a few new clusters of candles, the Pingyi Hall was more brightly lit, and the walls covered with gold and powder were more brilliant.

His Majesty passed down the imperial wine, comforting the ministers who had worked hard, the wine was fragrant and crisp, and it was served in a jade cup, shining with a sparkling shimmer in the light, which was particularly eye-catching.

After drinking the wine, the atmosphere of the banquet became thicker, His Majesty's cheeks were slightly red, and the tails of his eyes were faintly red, which made his eyes a little misty, and there was a kind of seductive beauty.

Mrs. Xie glanced at it, and secretly spit on it in her heart, a man is so charming and charming, and he catches men's attention more than women, which is really disgusting.

Cheng Hou saw that he was a little drunk, so he turned his head sideways to take the sobering soup, His Majesty drank two sips, was slightly sober, and turned his eyes to see a woman in a goose yellow palace dress sitting in the banquet.

This person was dressed in a tender yellow palace skirt, with gorgeous beads and hairpins, and he was dressed delicately and lovely, but it was the wife of the head of the Wang family who entered Beijing that day, Cheng Rong, the wife of Pingguo.

Mrs. Pingguo was bored with the jade chopstick, her hair dangling lightly, and a shallow shadow fell on her snow-white cheeks.

Behind her, the girl sitting upright was dressed in purple, with a golden bead and jade grate in her flying fairy bun, and a light red flower painted on her eyebrows.

This is the eldest daughter of the Wang family, known as the daughter of the Wang family, Wang Zhao.

As if sensing something, Wang Zhao raised his head and followed his gaze, but instead of looking at the emperor, he looked at the young man in Tsing Yi behind Xie Mingxuan.

This young man is dressed in a green silk jade belt, a purple jade crown and tied his hair, his eyebrows and eyes can be called handsome, and his eyes are gentle like a handsome son. This is the most outstanding heir of the Xie family today, Xie Qing of the Xie family.

The two looked at each other, one with red ears and the other with a red face. And Wang Xie's two families didn't know anything about it.

His Majesty knocked on the table, his voice was crisp, the hall was quiet, and he said: "In the autumn of last year, Mr. Xuanji, the senior disciple of the first son of Wensheng, Mr. Xuanji, entered the palace to pay a visit, I Aicai, Mr. Teliu entered the Qiongyu Building to live temporarily, and several of my children can go to meet me." Mr. Xuanji is a great talent, and no one in the world can match him. ”

The hall was full of high-ranking guests, and there was no voice, several high-ranking concubines secretly calculated in their hearts, and the princes glanced at each other, each with their own thoughts.

"Also, I'm old and used to being a matchmaker. I took advantage of this birthday banquet to see a few outstanding talents, I cherish talents, and I want to give these talents an excellent marriage, what do you think Aiqing? He continued.

The courtiers present had their own ghosts, although the emperor at this time was only the emperor of Taiyang Palace, after all, it was orthodox, they didn't dare to answer, so they looked at Xie Heng one after another.

Xie Xiang slowly poured himself a glass of wine, took half a sip, and said with a smile: "What do you think of me?" How dare you refuse Your Majesty's kindness? ”

His Majesty then laughed, took off the white moon jade bracelet that fell from his waist, and took it from Yan Hui, he bowed down and held the jade pendant, and walked down the steps, the hall was very silent, and everyone was looking at him.

This jade pendant was finally handed over to the Xie family's sister-in-law, Xie Qing's hand, His Majesty's eyes were indifferent, and he said with a smile: "The Xie family's sister-in-law is gentle and elegant, Zhilan Yushu, and the Wang family's daughter-in-law Zhao is quiet and quiet, beautiful and moving, and can be a good match." Today, I will give you two a marriage in this high hall, and I wish you two a happy marriage. ”

Xie Qing was stunned, Wang Zhao was also stunned, and then the two looked at each other involuntarily, their eyes overlapped, and the two avoided at the same time, both blushing.

Seeing Xie Qing like this, Xie Shu didn't understand anything, his face was ugly, and he was about to make a difficulty, but Xie Heng stopped him.

Xie Shu gritted his teeth: "Big brother! Why are you holding me back? ”

Xie Heng was silent, turned his head to look at His Majesty, His Majesty had drunk too much wine, his eyes were soft, with a little wetness, and his demeanor suddenly rose between Gu Pan, and half of Xie Xiang's body was crisped in an instant.

His Majesty's voice was even a little different from usual: "What? Xie Aiqing is not satisfied? The tail note is trembling, bringing out infinite style.

Xie Xiangdeng's ears were red, and he immediately turned his head and scolded: "Qing'er's marriage has its own destiny, so don't get involved too much." What's more, I heard that the woman of the Wang family has always been upright, what is wrong with marrying back," he lowered his voice, "What's more, don't forget the hematite mine in Cangque Mountain." ”

When the words fell, Xie Shu was instantly quiet, his eyes were full of danger, and he was still forcibly suppressed by Xie Heng.

The wife of the head of the Wang family looked at the movements of the two of them, couldn't help sneering, and dropped the jade chopstick: "Although the Xie family is good, he is not worthy of my Wang family's daughter." I hope Your Majesty will think twice. ”

His Majesty was meaningful: "Whether you are worthy or not, but it is not Mrs. Pingguo who has the final say." Ask if your daughter is willing to marry Xie Qing. ”

Mrs. Pingguo turned her head suddenly, her eyes were not good, the girl shrank and got up weakly: "Back to Your Majesty, the courtiers are willing." She glanced at Xie Qing with a gentle smile in her eyes, then retracted it, and most of her pink face turned red.

Mrs. Pingguo was furious and stood up: "Presumptuous! After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

The hall was silent, no one spoke, only His Majesty smiled: "In this case, I will send someone to deliver the decree tomorrow." ”

Xie Heng raised his glass: "Waiting for the holy driver." ”

……

This birthday banquet ended with the departure of Mrs. Pingguo, and after the banquet, Xie Xiangping retreated left and right, walking in the palace as if he had entered a no-man's land.

In the imperial garden, His Majesty in the Ming Yellow Dragon Robe stood tall and jade, standing in the eaves pavilion, holding fish food in his hand to feed the fish.

Xie Xiang walked over and said slowly, "Your Majesty is so interested. ”

His Majesty did not look back, there was a faint smell of wine lingering around his body, Xie Xiang stepped forward and deliberately leaned on him, but his hand restlessly stroked His Majesty's lean waist and rubbed it twice.

His Majesty sideways to avoid it, but Xie Xiang grabbed his wrist and forced him into the corner, and the fish food in his hand spilled all over the ground.

Xie Xiang lowered his head, the aroma of wine lingered between the breaths of the two, under the moonlight, the blush of His Majesty's cheeks was clearly visible, even his eyes were blurred, the temperature gradually rose, Xie Xiang grabbed His Majesty's wrist, and the tighter he gripped it.

His Majesty snorted, Xie Xiang pinched his jaw, his eyes were also misty, looking at the red lips, he was about to print.

His Majesty, who had not resisted from beginning to end, chuckled: "Your sister can watch it." ”

Xie Xiang instantly sobered up, pushed His Majesty away with his backhand, and His Majesty hit the pavilion pillar and snorted.

Xie Xiang stood aside, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

His Majesty rubbed his wrists: "Your Xie family is really cold, one or two want to take advantage of me." ”

Xie Xiang, who has always been steady, is rarely at a loss, he is standing, but he is standing uncomfortably, he looks at His Majesty, his eyes are very soft, with a slight pleading.

His Majesty raised his hand and gave him a palm: "I am not a Qinlou Chu Pavilion here, if you want to vent, go back to your Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Xie Xiang opened his mouth, but in the end he still had nothing to say, so he could only collect his clothes and retreat in frustration.

His Majesty took off the clothes that had been touched by Xie Xiang in disgust, threw them to the ground, and turned around and left without hesitation.