Qingqiu is difficult

The banquet reached its climax and achieved unprecedented success and joy.

Lu Xinyi retired with his work and all the musicians. As soon as he wrapped up his piano, a palace official came to him and said, "Boss Lu, your Majesty, please come over."

Nasen got drunk at some point, and Sui continued to greet the ministers outside. Nasen was supported by several palace officials and came to the side hall.

Before approaching the side hall, I heard a sound of vomiting. Lu Xinyi walked to his bed under the guidance of the palace servants.

We haven't seen him for many years, and his facial features have not changed, but he has grown a beard at some point. His eyes are still as sharp as when he was a boy, as sharp as a machete, and cannot be looked directly into.

Lu Xinyi saluted and said, "Your Majesty, although it is good to toast, drinking too much will harm your health."

Nasen was helped up by the palace servants and chuckled: "It's nothing, just spit it out. I heard that you made a lot of things that blended the cultures of the Yue Kingdom and the Jing Kingdom. For example, in the book of Jing Kingdom's words, you occasionally come to two Juyue Mandarin, such as the song just sung, is also a fusion of the two languages."

Lu Xinyi nodded: "Friendship between the two peoples is what all the people want. The emperor has done more, but the common people only do some trivial things."

Nasen laughed out loud. When he raised his head again, he closed his eyes, waved his sleeves and told the people around him to retreat first.

When the last maid left, Lu Xinyi turned around and said to the maid who was about to close the door: "Sister, please keep the door open."

Nasen nodded in agreement. When everyone retreated, Nasen opened his eyes. His eyes were already red, and he said to himself:

"You're doing a great job. If you need any help, just let me know."

Lu Xinyi bowed again: "Thank you so much, Your Majesty. You treat me very well."

Na Sen did not speak, and the two were silent for a long time. Na Sen looked at the fading halo of the setting sun on the ground, and said slowly to Xin Yi:

"You remind me of an old friend from a long time ago, but I feel sorry for her and never have the face to see her again."

"The world has its own destiny. Your Majesty just did what you should do based on your status. There is nothing worthy or sorry for you."

After hearing this, Nasen hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "You are right, sometimes, some people may be destined to have an unnecessary encounter from the beginning, because the destined ending, no matter what, No matter how hard you try, you will fail to live up to the initial encounter.”

Xin Yi slowly raised her head, but did not dare to look into Na Sen's eyes. She moved her lips: "Since you have worked hard, you have already lived up to the encounter."

Na Sen sat up from the couch, and Lu Xinyi knelt on the ground, clasping her hands on her chest, her head lowered, and her face and expression could no longer be seen clearly.

She said slowly: "Your Majesty, Cao Min... Cao Min went to the front first. There are also Cao Min's guys at the banquet."

After that, she stood up, turned around and was about to leave. But after taking a few steps, she heard a dull thump behind her. Nasen fell from the bed, and she couldn't help but look back at him.

He murmured: "I always think that there is a better ending, even if it is the ending that I force. I always think that I can bring peace to the people I cherish, even if it is through the use of war. I always think... …There is ample time……"

Xin Yi couldn't bear to listen any more and left the room. Outside the palace, it started to snow lightly at some point. Such a thin layer of snow and frost fell from the dome. The wind blew up and turned into countless snow and sand, which was scattered everywhere in the palace.

Lu Xinyi wiped her face and looked up, feeling that the snow was so refreshing yet so desolate.

She clenched her fists and squinted her eyes to look at the snowflakes. The snow was like countless grains of salt. There was no romantic beauty, only ruthless drifting.

In ancient times, when someone died, family members would spread salt and pray for him. She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, remembering the sentence that had been forgotten in the corner of history, "White snow is no different, but salt in the sky can make a difference." People admired the shape of the metaphor, but ignored Hu'er who uttered the metaphor at the time. , was experiencing the pain of losing his father at that time.

She exhaled a breath, although the heavy feeling in her chest did not ease slightly. She comforted herself and said:

The world is ruthless, but passionate people give mood to everything. All things are merciless, and I belong to all things, so how can I have feelings?

Just after the banquet ended, Tu Shansui greeted the guests while answering and answering questions with the female family members.

Xin Yi watched from a distance, seeing how fluent she was in answering, seeing how effortlessly she was doing it, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. What Nasen needs is a wife with a strong mother clan, a wife who can make both ends meet, a wife who is virtuous and intelligent, and only such a wife can exchange for his sincerity. The so-called momentary heartbeat is just a flash of lightning. Just an illusion.

She was ashamed of herself, but she didn't show it too much - people are like this. Sometimes they know that they are not good, but they still can't show their timidity or let others look down on them. And the worse you are at it, the more you have to pretend not to care.

She walked forward. Zijing and his party had been waiting for a long time. Before she could say hello to Sui, Sui spotted her first and walked forward. When Lu Xinyi finished saluting her, he said:

"Thanks to these two poems from Boss Lu today, Boss Lu has a quick wit and is worthy of being the most talented woman in Moon City."

Seeing no one around, the palace maid next to Sui came forward and whispered: "Boss Lu, the queen has sent a copy of your poem to the outside of the palace. Tomorrow morning, your masterpiece will surely impress the whole city. Please read it!"

It was originally a happy thing, but Lu Xinyi couldn't laugh. She forced a smile and bowed to Sui: "Thank you, Madam."

Sui hurriedly stepped forward to support her and comforted her: "Sisters, you and I, how can we talk about the word thank you? Besides, we in Qingqiu never talk about these red tape etiquette. If you really want to thank me, you might as well thank me." I’ll get a share of the Huahua Theater sold.”

Lu Xinyi immediately agreed: "Of course, the common people have been prepared for it, but I don't know how much the queen wants?"

As soon as they heard about the shares, the female relatives on both sides came over and flattered Sui: "Young lady is indeed from Qingqiu. If you buy the shares of Huahua Theater now, you will definitely make a fortune!"

Everyone agreed and said yes, Sui was a little at a loss. She was originally joking, but now she was forced to do it or not, but she was forced to do it. If he doesn't want to, there is a suspicion that Xin Yi borrowed her favor. If he does, she really wants to make this friend. She has more money than she can spend, so why would she want to exploit a commoner like her?

What's more, she knew that she was simply greedy for money.

The wife of a general said to Xin Yi: "Boss Lu is also a smart man. If you have a share of Nujun, even if it is just one share, you will be close to the big tree of Nujun from now on!"

Sui looked at Xin Yi and saw her smiling awkwardly, looking up into Sui's eyes: "Yes... yes." (End of this chapter)