Lonely non-good minister

No one bothered, Song Yuan continued to stay on the leaves and sulked, Wei Yan searched for her but couldn't find her, and when he went to report to Song Chun, the polo club was about to start.

There are still many spectators, many of them have changed their clothes and are eager to try.

In the cloth circle, Shen looked back several times, seeing that the seats were all empty, she finally couldn't help asking: "Where's Yuan'er?"

"I left after the banquet, and I don't know where I went." Xiao Shen didn't rush, she understood Song Yuan's temper, and she would come over when she figured it out.

Shen was silent, wanted to say something but stopped, and finally had no choice but to turn around and continue watching polo.

Soon after Song Chun came, Shen quickly asked, "Where's Yuan'er?"

Song Chun shook his head and sat down: "Let him stay by himself for a while, he is such a big man, he won't be lost."

Lin looked at him, and hurriedly pulled Song Wei who was watching the polo seriously and pushed towards Song Chun: "Go and sit next to Dad."

Song Wei didn't want to, he was very sensitive, he knew that his father didn't like him, and he didn't like to move forward.

"He can sit wherever he likes." Song Chun spoke, and pulled Song Wei to let him find a place to sit. This reaction made Lin feel lost for a while, and glanced at Song Zhu and his wife. They were sitting together, each pregnant Holding a child in his arms, talking and laughing, having fun, is really enviable.

The polo was played back and forth on the field, which won the applause of many people. At the end of the game, Emperor Taikang arrived belatedly. The Zhongshan King who supported him was full of joy, and the previous haze had already been swept away.

"Huh?" Emperor Taikang noticed that Song Yuan's seat was empty: "Where's your youngest?"

King Zhongshan took a look and asked Song Chun with his eyes. He hurriedly got up: "If you go back to the emperor, I don't know where you are."

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Young Master is probably angry and hid somewhere." Chang De joked with a smile.

Emperor Taikang snorted and laughed twice: "Bold, dare to be angry."

"My son immediately sent someone to look for him."

Emperor Taikang waved his hand: "Forget it, let him hide, kid, he will definitely hide when he is angry, and he will come out when he wants to."

Hearing the doting in his words, King Zhongshan was relieved, and then sat down in his seat.

The polo on the field started again, and the two sides showed their talents and played back and forth, which was as exciting as a horse race, so that the lottery given by the rich and powerful became more and more generous, and piled up on the table beside the racecourse. a hill.

The opponents changed a few rounds before Song Yuan slowly came over. Chang De quickly reminded Taikang Emperor when he saw her.

"Your Majesty." Song Yuan saluted politely, she had barely adjusted her emotions, but she still couldn't be as calm as a normal person, so she still looked unconvinced.

Emperor Taikang beckoned her to come over and signaled her to sit down. Song Yuan hesitated, and it was fine to sit next to the dragon case in private and read the scriptures. Sitting with Emperor Taikang in full view was too ostentatious.

She looked at King Zhongshan, who immediately got up: "Royal Father, just let him stand by and wait on him, it's against the rules to sit down."

"There are not so many rules, sit down." Emperor Taikang waved again, and Song Yuan sat down.

Her sitting attracted many people to look this way, and the ministers sitting not far away put their minds on this side, and no one paid attention to how the polo was played.

"The things that are rewarded to them are vulgar things, and what are rewarded to you are priceless treasures. Just sit here." Emperor Taikang's voice was hoarse, and he didn't want other people to hear this order.

Song Yuan didn't understand why he responded, and sat upright beside Emperor Taikang. Chang De moved his position and stood directly behind her.

In the group of ministers, Huo Ying also noticed the situation here, looking at Song Yuan who was sitting next to Emperor Taikang, he vaguely guessed something, and looked closely at the expressions of the other adults, obviously they guessed it too.

This is Emperor Taikang's statement, and it is the old emperor's affirmation to his grandson. As long as he lives for a day, Song Yuan can take advantage of his affirmation and favor to walk among the neutral ministers.

"Your heart is unpredictable." Someone beside him sighed softly, and many people silently agreed.

Donggong and the sons of the palace accompanied him one after another, but they failed to get too many benefits from Emperor Taikang, and a young concubine of the palace got grace.

After the horse race, it was almost dark, the royal chef had already prepared the roasted lamb, and the tents were separated, and the only ones who could run the same account as Emperor Taikang were the princes and marquises, the three lords and the princes.

Because the table was divided between men and women, Song Yuan couldn't follow Xiao Shen, so he had to follow Song Zhu and sit with a group of emperors and grandchildren, and greeted everyone politely before they sat down.

"Little cousin is really amazing, today's horse racing is really good, I really admire it." Someone spoke loudly, and after speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand: "Come, I will toast you."

Song Yuan picked up the wine cup, thanked her and took a sip. She knew that she was not good at drinking, so she was very careful.

Others also praised Song Yuan. They were not familiar with Song Yuan, and they talked to her so warmly because she could sit beside Emperor Taikang.

Song Yuan socialized one by one, and after a few drinks, if someone made a fuss about drinking again, she waved her hand to shirk that she couldn't drink any more. Fortunately, the others didn't dare to embarrass her, so they let her go when they saw that she couldn't drink enough, and continued with her. The others ate and drank.

Although each family has their own grievances, but at this time, they have a tacit understanding and no one mentions it. The right is just for fun, and everyone is very friendly.

"Yuaner." Song Zheng also picked up the wine cup: "I would like to toast you for my brother, I hope we still have the opportunity to fight and learn from each other."

Song Yuan smiled and held up the wine cup: "Cousin, don't worry, there will definitely be this opportunity."

Song Zheng drank it provocatively, and Song Yuan also drank it.

"Yeah~" Song Juan who was sitting among them couldn't stand it any longer: "Drinking too much hurts your body, your little body can't stand being ruined, so take it easy."

As soon as he spoke, he was immediately caught by the people next to him, pulling him to toast, Song Jun didn't hide, stood up proudly and pinned his robe around his waist, picked up the wine cup and drank with that person stand up.

Their side was very lively, but the tent with Emperor Taikang was quiet and solemn, and everyone was sitting upright.

Emperor Taikang looked at the barbecue on the plate, and his old voice was deep and deep: "The food production is insufficient, and it is wishful thinking for the people to want to be full. Some people have never tasted such a delicacy in their entire lives. Now I am old, but I have not tasted it." It is a sin to make the people have more than enough food and clothing.”

He suddenly blamed himself, everyone present was very surprised, but no one dared to respond immediately, everyone was guessing his intentions.

They knew very well that this decisive tyrant would not admit that he was wrong, and he spoke suddenly. Naturally, he had his purpose, but they didn't know who this purpose would affect.