Finally, it's time for the big cold feast.

Once a year, it is an extremely important gathering among the royal family.

There are also some relatives and important ministers who will be invited.

Over time, this is a banquet for civil and military officials, and it is very lively.

What's more, it is also extremely rare to be able to see the talent performances of the emperor's concubines.

Emperor Sima Zhen was still sitting lazily on the dragon chair, squinting at everyone's greetings and salutes.

Zhang Du stood aside and waited for him, and also whispered reminders of various etiquette and norms.

Yang Xianrong sat on the side, although it was not a gorgeous palace dress, it was also a luxurious dress.

For the first time, she saw the luxury and liveliness of the Great Jin Dynasty.

In Zhengyang Palace, the brocade long table was covered with red and yellow silk, and the palace ladies shuttled lightly among them, pouring elixir and jade liquid for the royal family and ministers.

Under the golden candlestick, the glittering candlelight illuminates the entire hall, reflecting the fairy stories on the murals, adding a bit of mystery to the banquet.

Emperor Sima Zhen did not speak, and Sima Lun, the king of Zhao on his side, stood up first.

He looked around the entire hall, waited until everyone was quiet, cleared his throat, and then said: "Today's banquet, in order to celebrate the peaceful and prosperous era of my dynasty, may my people share this happiness!" ”

"Long live the Great Jin, long live my emperor!"

The civil and military officials shouted very neatly.

Sima Zhen was still indifferent, just looking at the door of the main hall in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yang Xianrong had been shocked by such a scene, in order not to lose etiquette, she tried her best to keep her posture still, her eyes were looking straight ahead, there seemed to be something on the beam above the entrance of the main hall, very small, very dark.

Just when she was stunned, everyone had finished shouting, and cheerful music sounded in the hall.

The silk and bamboo pipes sounded in unison, and the atmosphere immediately rose.

The musicians played their instruments diligently, and the dancers had already entered the main hall in their gorgeous dresses and veils of gold and silver threads, and danced on the thick carpet in the center of the feast.

The palace people and eunuchs also presented all the wine and food in front of everyone one after another.

The long table feast is delicious for everyone.

Before, Yang Xianrong glanced at the menu and was very surprised.

The names of the dishes are impressive, such as the Duan, Baixiao Bear, Drag Knife Sheepskin Yayu, Steamed Sheep, Golden Pill Jade Cai Turtle, Ti Milk Flower Noodles...... These delicacies are not available in the people.

It is said that the emperor's favorite dumplings filled with bear meat were also served.

Wine is also indispensable.

Alcohol, that is, the wine of the lake, must be on the table.

This is the favorite liquor of the former emperor Sima Yan, which is regarded as the national drink, and there will be it on the banquet of the big scene. Of course, there have also been good singers who have begun to chant the famous "Drunken Fu" as the opening, which lifts the atmosphere.

Sima Cheng doesn't drink, and Yang Xianrong doesn't drink either.

Sima Lun raised his wine glass and signaled that all the people of the Sima family had three glasses before starting to eat.

Yang Xianrong looked at the dishes on the plate in front of him, all of which he didn't like to eat.

Sima Zhen only pinched the dumplings and ate two, and then drank the hot soup with minced meat by himself, and watched the dancers dancing Hu Xuan Dance, which was very dazzling.

Yang Xianrong sat upright, there were no women at today's banquet, and she didn't know who she was going to talk to.

Sima Lun was talking to the others with a smile and didn't look at her.

In the crowd, Sima Ying walked over, handed Cui Xi a gold thread booklet, and then returned to his seat.

Zhang Du took the booklet from Cui Xi's hand, opened it and looked at it, and then handed it to Yang Xianrong.

Yang Xianrong didn't even look at it, so he put it aside.

Looking at the top of the main hall again, the singing and dancing leveled.

Everyone was talking and laughing around Sima Lun, but their side was a lot more deserted.

"When will the queen dance?" Sima Xin turned his head to look at her.

"Your concubine, Concubine Mu, and a group of beauties haven't performed yet, so the concubines aren't in a hurry." Yang Xianrong responded with a smile, "The concubine is the queen, and she is going to be the last." ”

"Oh." Sima Zhen burped, "If you don't jump again, I'll really be full." ”

"Eat slowly." Yang Xianrong pulled the sleeve of Sima Xin's coat, "The concubine has prepared roast mutton for you, and I guarantee that you like it." ”

"Oh?" When Sima Zhen heard that there was something delicious, he immediately put down the hot soup in his hand, "Where?" Give me something to eat. ”

"I'm afraid that the fireworks here will be too big, so let them go to the side hall."

"It's okay, move here, I'll watch." Sima Zhen didn't care about etiquette at all, because he was fat and had a lot of complicated clothes on his body, he opened his legs to make himself comfortable.

"Isn't it okay?" Yang Xianrong muttered.

"Hurry." Sima Zhen wanted to slap the table.

Zhang Du immediately said: "Wait, the old slave wants them to come over." ”

Yang Xianrong looked at Sima Xin's eager look and smiled lightly, "Then you are waiting here to eat, and the concubine is going to change her dress and dance for you." ”

"Okay." Sima Zhen nodded, "Hurry up." ”

"Okay." Yang Xianrong helped Cui Xi and went to another secret room to change clothes.

But the booklet with the gold thread was still on the table, and it was not taken away.

Because on the long table in front of the emperor, no one dared to move.

Soon, Liu Gu and Liu Sheng, with the help of the palace people, moved the charcoal stove into the main hall and roasted mutton on the spot, and the scene was also very lively.

Finally, everyone no longer gathered around Sima Lun, but around the charcoal stove to talk.

"This is a special method of making mutton that the queen mother found from Mingyue Tower, and after adding a spice called cumin, it will make the mutton no longer have a bad smell and be more delicious." Mao Hongbin naturally wanted to stand aside to explain, and he also picked up a pu fan to help make the charcoal fire stronger.

"The flavor is very strong." Someone has already started to comment.

Sima Lun also walked over, glanced at Liu Gu and Liu Sheng, and suddenly asked, "These two people are a little familiar." ”

"Back to the prince's words, they are the two brothers of Liu Yao, who saved the queen that day." Mao Hongbin bowed, "Eating in Mingyue Building, when it comes to the roasting of mutton, we have all tasted it, it is very delicious." ”

"Well, it does smell good." Sima Lun nodded, but asked again, "It's not like a person from the Central Plains." ”

"It's the Huns, come here to play." Mao Hongbin hurriedly explained, "The prince is really good eyesight, and he really admires the officials." ”

"You don't have to be a sycophant." Sima Lun was in a happy mood when he said this, so he didn't continue to ask.

Of course, the roasted pieces of lamb have been placed on a plate and sprinkled with salt and cumin.

In order to test the drug and play an exemplary role, Mao Hongbin directly pinched a large piece with his hands, blew it and put it in his mouth.

The meat was delicious, and the oil flowed throughout, and everyone who watched him eat couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

(End of chapter)