In the evening, Ziwei is told to go to the annual royal banquet on August 15. After tidying up, I went out.

Walking and walking, Ziwei suddenly stopped and startled Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu, and Ziwei's heart was suddenly full of different feelings, I don't know if it was good or bad. Xiaoyao City is ruled by the Xiaoyao clan, and his mother in his previous life is also surnamed Xiaoyao. I have never met my grandfather or grandmother. Even, my grandparents have never seen it, and suddenly Ziwei wants to know what the origin of her parents in her previous life was. Because now that I think about it, I gave Ziwei too many mysteries, but I had no way to know about it all of a sudden, so I had to wait for the future to slowly solve. Ziwei shook her head to clear her mind, and Xiaoqing and the two looked at Ziwei like monsters. Back at the Crape Myrtle Pavilion, change into a beautiful purple royal evening dress, the dress is made of expensive purple gold thread, and the high collar encircles the neck. Precious purple jade is used as a button for clothes. The sleeves are very wide, and a hood is worn on the head, indicating this unparalleled status of the young master. Qingdao: Let's go to the emperor and go with him. Ziwei nodded, and after packing up her clothes, she took the two of them straight to Zifeng's dormitory, Jianning Palace. The bright moon has risen from the East Mountain, the moon is like water, the Tianxing Palace at night is more ethereal and ethereal, as beautiful as a fairyland on earth, the moonlight shines on the faint clouds, which makes people's vision impacted and the soul is sublimated. Ziwei arrived at Zifeng's residence, Jianning Palace, and in the main hall, one person had already arrived, this was his sister Ziling. On the top of the hall, Zi Feng and Ling Wei sat on the throne, Zi Feng's youth and vigor did not lose the majesty of the royal family, and Ling Wei's elegance did not lose the style of the future mother. Ziwei came in and knelt down and said: "The son is to the father and the emperor, and the queen mother is in peace." Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu also bent down and said: I have seen His Royal Highness the Emperor, and I have seen the Imperial Concubine Niangniang. Zifeng Dao: Get up, Ziwei, you come to the apse with me, I have something to say to you. Passing through the golden main hall, at the back of the main hall, is the apse. Zifeng sat on the hall, and Ziwei stood on the highness. Zi Feng Dao: In the past six years, several of my imperial brothers, that is, your two imperial uncles, have given birth to several good sons by themselves, and they have ruthlessly ridiculed me at the imperial banquet every year. It's because my son hasn't grown up yet. And this year my son is six years old and has grown up, Ziwei, do you know what to do? Ziwei said: Father, the child knows how to do it, please rest assured, this year's imperial banquet will definitely make you laugh until Zuihou. Never disappoint the careful cultivation of my father. Zifeng daxiao said: "It is worthy of being my good son, let's go, don't let your queen mother wait for a long time." Back in the main hall, Ling Wei asked, "It's all right?" Zifeng nodded. Then let's go, go to my father's place, and follow them, the feast is about to begin. Zi Feng and Ling Wei walked side by side in front, followed by Ziwei and Zi Ling, and several maids walked behind them in order. The night is getting darker and darker, but the sky is getting brighter and brighter, the white moonlight reflects the magic lights in the Star City, and the misty clouds reflect the perfect night. It seems so unreal, yet so real. The banquet was held at the highest point of Celestial Star City, in front of the gate of the Yongxuan Palace. At the back of the main hall, on top of ninety-nine steps. It is the core of Tianxing City, that is, the Yongxuan Palace, since the opening of Tianxing Holy City, this has always been the place of Xuanzheng. Every day on this day, the dignitaries and dignitaries of Star City are proud to receive invitations from the Purple Family. They prepared generous gifts early and put the invitation in a prominent position, just for fear that others would not know about him. didn't even do the carriage, followed by a few attendants walking slowly on the street towards the Heavenly Star Palace. In the Tianxing Palace, dignitaries and dignitaries entered in turn, and dozens of richly decorated tables were placed on the square. They consciously stood at the table in turn in a certain way, quietly waiting for the arrival of several members of the royal family. At the end of the day, with a sound of the city lord bixia arrived, His Royal Highness the emperor arrived, and His Excellency the young lord arrived. Three in unison. The cultural relics below the officials and dignitaries all knelt down and saluted: I wish the city lord Bixia the same life as heaven and earth, the sun and the moon with Geng, and the eternal survival of thousands of years. Zi Heng, Zi Feng, and Zi Wei were all standing above the main hall, while the other Zi clan personnel were already in place, these three, one was the current city lord, and the other two were the future city lords, with extraordinary status. Zi Heng said: "All Aiqing is flat, give a seat" The voice is very loud and full of domineering. "Xie City Lord Bixia" everyone responded in unison. Zi Heng sat alone on the top seat, and Zi Feng was on the left. It is the head of the second generation. And Ziwei happened to sit on the opposite side of Ziheng. On Zi Heng's right is his grandmother, Queen Dugu. There were a total of ten people at their table, only Queen Dugu was a woman, and the other women were all arranged on the table next to them. With the voice of Father-in-law Qian: singing and dancing, the common band that had already carefully prepared haode music to play. The crisp sound of the piano crosses people's souls like flowing water, and the rapid string sound of the pipa makes people's hearts dance with it. The melodious gloom, blowing people from the heart of a kind of desolation. Above the soul, a beautiful artistic conception, an artistic conception that is difficult to express in words, with this perfect venue. Suddenly, someone's poetry exploded. Ziwei's third emperor uncle Ziming's son, Ziwei's imperial brother Ziwen got up lightly from Ziwei's side. He is not like Ziwei is still a child, and Ziwen is already one in twenty. Yushu Lingfeng, suave, in addition to this absolute status. He was appreciated by his imperial grandfather Zi Heng at a young age, so Ziwen also has the reputation of the first genius of Tianxing and the first beautiful man of Tianxing, and has countless suitors. Ziwen deserves to be known as the first beautiful man, a folding fan opens and closes gently, and the standard childe steps walk away, which immediately attracts everyone's attention. Ziwen looked up at the moon, his eyes closed lightly, and that's it. At the end of the sky inside the Tianxing Palace, when is autumn outside the Tianxing Palace. Haotian is endless, who can complain about deep palace sorrow. The people in the deep palace, especially the women in the deep palace, after hearing this, tears appeared in their eyes unconsciously, who could complain about the sorrow of the deep palace. Speak the words of their hearts. Zifeng looked at Ziwei, and Ziwei received Zifeng's eyes. Smile lightly. Sitting up and turning around, Ziwei looked at his imperial brother Ziwen, Ziwen was a little surprised, he still had a little scruple about this person who would assist him in the future, Ziwen said: I don't know what the imperial brother has to say? Ziwei smiled: I have heard that the talent of the third imperial brother is superb, no one can compare, I admire my brother very much, so I want to ask for advice here today. Ziwen was very surprised, and the other people also had the same expressions. In particular, Ling Wei and Zi Ling's eyes widened with incredible expressions. Only Zi Heng and Zi Feng are in daxiao. Zi Heng said: "Ziwen, you are the elder brother, you have to let your brother go." When Ziwen heard this, he didn't say anything, so he could only obey silently. A light poem also came out. In September, the autumn wind swept through the Yuguan, and the general returned victoriously to talk with you. The Qiang flute is long and long, and the tears are all gone. Everyone was suddenly very surprised, and they all looked at Ziwei. (To be continued) for clicks, for recommendations http://www.biquge.info

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