Li Mushu does not oppress people as an officialdom, and calmly communicates the content of literature, which also reduces Yin Zhaoxian's nervousness a lot, and somewhat reveals some ambitions and ideals in his heart.

Some things do sound a little naïve to Li Mushu, but Yin Zhaoxian is not as utopian as other young people, but has his own set of concepts, guidelines and guidelines, but now there is no friendship, so the talk stops, but Li Mushu can still get a glimpse.

"Yin Jieyuan's ambition wants to stretch, but it can't be done in a prosperous world!"

Li Mushu sighed.

Yin feels that although today's Dazhen may not be as good as the word "prosperous era", it is also prosperous, and the people are strong, and the country is rich, and the people are safe, which is complementary to each other. ”

Yin Zhaoxian explained politely, but it was not in-depth.

The two of them were talking about tea in the side hall, and the affairs of the palace banquet were not hindered by the busy people, and the sky began to darken, and some other cronies or friends of the King of Jin came one after another, and sometimes Li Mushu would take Yin Zhao to greet him first.

As the sky darkened and the temperature continued to drop, Li Mushu was getting older and trembling in the side hall, so he suggested that Yin Zhaoxian move together.

"Yin Jieyuan, why don't we go to the banquet hall, there is a stove and hot water and a velvet blanket over there, it's much warmer than here!"

"Here, the prince hasn't come back yet, let's go to the banquet hall?"

Yin Zhao hesitated first.

"Hehehe... Yin Jieyuan relaxed, we are not having a banquet in advance, and many guests may not have gone yet, they are all golden nobles, who wants to suffer more in this cold weather. ”

'I'm not a nobleman. ’

Yin Zhao scolded first, and followed Li Mushu to the banquet hall.

This is indeed a royal family banquet, some Jin Wang friends still dragged their families when they came, and there was not much seriousness, the banquet venue was in a large room behind the atrium of the Jin Palace, and there were four or five round tables in it instead of individual tables, more like a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the people's homes.

In addition to the round table, there are also guarded stoves in the four corners of the house, and the doors are closed to maintain only a little ventilation opening, making the room very warm.

Other than that, there wasn't much space left in front of the feast, at least not enough for a large-scale singing and dancing performance, but enough for a few maids to sing the pipa chords.

When Li Mushu and Yin Zhao entered the banquet hall through the side door with thick cotton curtains, they suddenly felt a burst of heat rushing in, and the chill in their bodies was washed away.

"Hahaha... Young Master Li!" "Gong Li is here!"

"I've been enjoying it here for a long time. "I still thought that Li Gong was so afraid of the cold, why didn't he come!"

"Hehehe, I'm old, I'm old, I can't stand the cold, if I hadn't found a quiet place with Yin Jieyuan to exchange poetry and literature in the city, I would have come a long time ago, come on, I will introduce you to a ......person, who is the great talent of Jizhou Xie Yuan."

......

Seeing Li Mushu coming, the guests in the hall who had already taken refuge in the cold greeted one after another, Yin Zhaoxian originally wanted to be an invisible person, but Li Mushu obviously didn't let him go, and his introduction made him attract attention.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long had already stepped into this side hall, and they stood in the corner to observe the layout here.

"Mr. Ying, although your water mansion is gorgeous and extraordinary, it is an underwater palace, and soaking in the water on a cold day is not as comfortable as this place. ”

Ji Yuan made a joke, and the old dragon pouted.

"The temperature of the four seasons in the water house, the coral pearls are dotted like stars, and there are enchantresses dancing fairy music chords, here, hum, it's far away!"

Warmth, warmth, you don't understand, brother!

As soon as the old dragon spoke, a pot of wine on the table flew to the corner where he and Ji Yuan were, along with two cups, while the others were unaware.

I poured two glasses of wine, and the wine was bright yellow and smelled very good.

"This is Gyeonggi Province's golden and jade wine?"

Ji Yuan took the cup handed by Lao Long, and the two drank a cup together and tasted the taste.

"Tsk, it's still not as good as a thousand days of spring, let alone ambergris. ”

"It's okay in all wines. ”

The old dragon tasted the taste and set the flask aside, and at last a servant on the other side noticed that there was little wine on the wine table.

"Oh, there's one pot missing!" "Hurry up and make up for it!"

Yin Zhaoxian over there was not as restrained as just now, after all, all he was talking about his own experiences and some poems and songs.

"The Holy Rider to ~~~~"

The high-pitched voice of the palace eunuch suddenly came from outside, but the originally lively banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and Yin Zhaoxian even physiologically got goosebumps.

"Your Majesty?" "The emperor has come to this Jin Palace?"

"Isn't the Holy Lord on King Wu's side tonight?" "This ......"

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient!"

Li Mushu will be more like a steward, so that everyone can stay calm, and then said to Yin Zhaoxian on the side:

"Seeing you is unusual, even on the occasion of a family banquet, you can't exceed the etiquette, in addition to saluting for a while, Yin Jieyuan just tries to keep quiet. ”

"In the next province!"

Yin Zhaoxian can't wait to be a transparent person.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long also looked at each other, which is interesting, this emperor suddenly came to the third son's house?

"Let's go, let's open the door to meet the Holy One!"

The door of the banquet hall was opened, and a cold wind poured in instantly, and the guests and servants went out one after another to stand on both sides of the door to greet them.

As the sound of footsteps approached outside, everyone in the banquet hall, from the guests to the subordinates, was obviously slightly nervous and even cramped.

This is also the first time that Ji Yuan has seen the current Emperor Dazhen, who is about fifty years old, with a slightly fat figure, wearing a yellow robe and a cirrus crown, followed by a concubine, one is the current queen and the other is the biological mother of the King of Jin, Ren Guifei, and the King of Jin is a few positions behind, and he tends to follow alongside.

From the perspective of fate, this King of Jin's face is neither good nor bad, but a little weird and awkward.

"Greetings to the Holy One!"

The crowd saluted in unison to welcome, if it didn't anger the holy face, under normal circumstances, Dazhen didn't have to kneel when he saw the "Son of Heaven".

"Alright, let's all go in, I'm just here for a meal. ”

The emperor waved away many of his attendants, and everyone entered with the holy car, and then closed the door of the hall, because of the large number of people and the stove, and after a while the banquet hall was warm again.

Emperor Dazhen sat on the main seat and just rubbed his hands, and then took off his coat.

"It's still comfortable here for the third child, look at this arrangement, it's quite like a home. ”

The banquet hall is covered with suede floors and walls, not to mention staying, but it is warm to watch.

"What are you doing standing? Sit down and sit down, aren't you going to eat, third child, when is the feast?"

"When my father came, he naturally had a banquet right away. ”

"Isn't that a hurry, but my father and you are hungry!"

The noble lady also glanced at the King of Jin, who hurriedly stretched out her hand to greet him and give orders left and right.

"Everyone is seated, this is a family banquet, my father is now a parent at the table, don't be restrained, tell the kitchen to have a banquet. ”

King Jin said these words, and the emperor also smiled.

"By the way, father, I don't have too many warblers singing and dancing, let's listen to books, I specially invited a famous storyteller in Gyeonggi to tell the story, this person has a lot of stories in his belly, and he is good at ventriloquism, and it is interesting to talk about books!"

"Oh, yes, yes, it's new, I'll just say that the third child is definitely interesting, hahahaha......"

The two concubines also laughed, and the guests relaxed a lot.

Then the feast began, and steaming delicacies were brought in through the side door, where there was actually a buffer compartment with cotton curtains on both sides to prevent the cold wind from pouring directly into the banquet hall.

Soon the table was full of delicacies and wine, and in the small space in front of them, there were maids holding the piano and pipa in front of them, and some people brought the screens, tables, benches and chairs.

The maid played slowly, and in front of the table behind the screen, the storyteller was seated.

Different from ordinary storytelling, using a screen can make him play more freely and make his ventriloquist more expressive.

The emperor was obviously not interested in a nobody like Yin Zhaoxian, or in other words, he was not interested in anyone who was present.

Hot soup, hot rice and wine, plus the storyteller's lecture, the atmosphere of the dinner table has also risen, but compared with other places, there is less noise here, and more listening to books.

Ventriloquist is the first time in two lifetimes that I have heard it, there is obviously a person behind the screen, but the sound that bursts out is strange, from children to old men, from chickens and dogs to wolves and eagles, all kinds of sounds are extremely realistic, making the story told extremely "realistic".

Ji Yuan even approached the screen with the old dragon and looked at it, confirming that he was there alone.

And the subordinates from the emperor to Yin Zhaoxian to the attendants also listened attentively one by one, that is, the maid who cooperated with the storyteller's plot and string music, and the timbre was also mixed with emotions attracted by the story.

Chinese New Year's Eve is also not suitable for talking about fighting, killing, grudges, grievances, and feuds, and the story prepared by the storyteller is "The Legend of the Immortals: Dragon Palace Tour", and the strange story is particularly fascinating.

Speaking of one of the paragraphs, Xingmu suddenly slapped "pop~" on the table.

"After all, the genius couldn't bear the greed, and stole a jewel from the Dragon Palace on the way to the toilet, the Dragon King naturally knew, although he didn't say anything but looked down on him, and he was no longer as enthusiastic as before, and he was sent back to the county after dawn, and he never invited this Qian scholar since!"

"Although this scholar exchanged the jewel for a moment of wealth, he gradually lost his wealth in pleasure, and he lost his love after neglecting his knowledge, and he was depressed in his old age......"

The maid's music also became more poignant at this time.

After the story was told, perhaps the storyteller's skills were too superb, but he didn't expect the emperor to be a little obsessed with it, so he came to the screen with a wine jug, ordered someone to remove the screen and put a chair next to him, and asked the gods about the gods again and again.

The storyteller did not dare to disobey the holy will, so he could only try his best to satisfy the emperor's curiosity, from the famous places of Xianshan to the dragon palace of the rivers, he racked his brains to answer, and also tried his best to tell some folk gods and legends.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long stood at the edge of the banquet, and from time to time they would eat with chopsticks, watching the old emperor persistently ask this talented storyteller, Ji Yuan smiled slightly mockingly.

"Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods. ”