Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 562 Chapter 562, the emperor wants to give a marriage
"I didn't do anything, I just went to the Imperial Garden and walked around casually. I saw that there are more flowers in the Imperial Garden than five years ago."

"It's too much. His Majesty asked someone to plant new ones in the past two years."

"pretty."

"It's pretty? It's not easy for you to see that there are too many flowers." Nan Ling interrupted at this moment, knowing his daughter Mo Ruofu, he still knows that Nan Jin doesn't like those arty things.

"Father, you can't say that about me, I can tell that." Nan Jin resented.

"Okay, don't talk about Nannan." Feng Qingyue said to Nanling, as if you don't bully my daughter.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Nan Ling turned his head away.

Seeing her parents turned away, Nan Jin quietly looked at Gu Xiuran, met his dark eyes, squinted her eyes and smiled, "What have you been doing?"

Seeing Nan Jin's smile, Gu Xiuran felt in an infinitely good mood, "Let's just chat with the officials casually."

As for chatting casually, there is no need to say anything, it is just a matter of probing him to see if he wants to marry a wife. He has already gone to his princess's house for dinner at noon tomorrow, and they still don't give up.

"You have to get on good terms with everyone, after all, you will both be officials in the same court in the future."

"Ah."

"I may have a dinner in a few days. Then you go with me. I need you to help me." Nan Jin felt that she might not be good at planning, so she had to drag Gu Xiuran. I prefer to solve it directly, but that will hurt Bingyu, so it is not feasible.

"it is good."

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten the meal in the imperial dining room for a long time, and I still miss it. There are a few dishes that I still like to eat, and I will tell you when I eat it. You learn from it." Nan Jin's words are really extraordinary Straightforward.

"Okay." Gu Xiuran always agreed unconditionally.

The voices of the two did not deliberately lower, at least Nan Ling and Feng Qingyue, who were sitting a little distance in front of them, heard it.

Nan Ling didn't respond, Feng Qingyue was very satisfied, and said to Nan Ling in a low voice, "Xiu Ran is quite caring about my daughter."

Nanling snorted coldly, "He doesn't care to try." He looked as if no one in the world was as good as my daughter.

Feng Qingyue smiled helplessly and shook her head.

……

The Ninth Prince Zhao Yuanzhe is always the last one to arrive, and everything he does is always stuck in time.

The other princes arrived early, even the crown prince came earlier, Zhao Yuanzhe swayed slowly into the banquet hall because the banquet was about to start, followed by his childhood companion and current guard Xu Ziqian.

This kind is both accompanying and guarding, and they are all with the prince, and it is convenient to sit at the prince's back table.

Zhao Yuanzhe had just swayed to his position. After greeting Feng Qingyue and Nan Ling, he turned his head to greet Nan Jin, and then there was the singing of the emperor coming.

Immediately, all the officials and family members stood up and knelt down to greet him.

Zhao Yuanzhe and Nan Jin happened to kneel at the same place, or Zhao Yuanzhe deliberately knelt back and knelt at the same place as Nan Jin.

"Why are you still so stuck in time, if you slow down, you will come later than your father." Nan Jin knelt there and whispered to Zhao Yuanzhe.

"What are you doing here so early? Listening to a group of people blah blah, is it annoying?"

As soon as the two finished their sentence, the emperor led a large army to the gate of the main hall over there.

There was the queen mother, the empress and the fourth concubine in the main army, as well as mother and daughter Zhao Qianhe who came with them every time.

In a pilgrimage, the emperor led a group of people to the top of the hall.

It wasn't until everyone sat down that the emperor waved his hand, "Be flat."

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of thanksgiving, and the emperor's seat.

All the officials and family members sat down in their seats one after another. Everyone behaved well at this moment, and no one dared to neglect.

After the emperor said some scene words, he ordered the dishes to be served, and passed on the singing and dancing.

The singing and dancing are not the ordinary singers outside, whether it is Qinyue or dancing girls, they are all raised in the palace, specially for the entertainment of the emperor.

And this dish is from the imperial dining room. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the top cook, and there are all kinds of dishes and tastes.

There were piano sounds and singing and dancing, and the ministers and family members sitting below were talking in a low voice.

The maids and eunuchs shuttled through the crowd to serve dishes. There were a dozen dishes at a time, almost filling the entire table, but the portion of each dish was not very large.

Nan Jin, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was very greedy. As soon as he picked up the spoon, Zhao Yuanzhe turned around diagonally and stretched out his arms to put a small bowl on Nan Jin's table, "You like it."

After throwing the bowl, he turned around and sat down, as if he wasn't the one who threw the bowl just now.

The next moment, Feng Qingyue in front and Nan Ling who was sitting diagonally also turned around and put the small bowl of the same food on their table on Nan Jin's table.

Xu Ziqian moved a little slower, and was the last one to put the bowl on Nan Jin's table.

It was a bowl of soup, and each bowl was very small, and it seemed like two or three mouthfuls were gone.

At this moment, Gu Xiuran knew without asking that this was Nan Jin's favorite food. Even if Nan Jin was gone for five years, her parents and her friends would still remember it.

Especially Zhao Yuanzhe, his movements were not so fast.

Gu Xiuran had to admit that he was sore again.

He became the last one to hand the bowl to Nan Jin.

At the next moment, Nan Jin returned his bowl, "I don't want yours. If you eat it, you have to make it for me. If you don't eat it, how do you know what's in it? There are only two palace banquets a year." Next time, Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year’s banquet, even if there are on weekdays, there may not be this one, I really like to eat it, you have learned it, one bowl is not enough, I will give you this bowl.”

Nan Jin said as she passed her bowl over to Gu Xiuran's table, and looked at him eagerly, as if waiting for him to learn.

Gu Xiuran pursed his lips, and sent Nan Jin's bowl back, "One bowl is enough for me."

He didn't give her, how could he still eat her.

"Is it possible? Just a few bites, I haven't tasted the taste yet."

"enough."

Nan Jinjing took a few glances at Gu Xiuran to make sure that he wasn't lying, so she didn't give him her own bowl, and sat there happily eating, after all, she hadn't eaten for a long time.

Gu Xiuran slightly adjusted his mentality, picked up the bowl of Nan Jin's favorite soup in front of him, and slowly tasted it.

He can't give it to her now, but he can do it, and she can eat it all the time in the future.

Not long after, the singing and dancing ended, and the sound of the piano stopped,
Most of the ministers and family members stopped the chopsticks in their hands, only some juniors were still eating.

"Old Ninth." The emperor suddenly called out.

Zhao Yuanzhe, who was eating deliciously, stood up, still chewing on the pastry, "Father, you call me." Although all the officials were present, this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was still a family banquet, not in the Jinluan Palace, so it was not so formal.

"You are not too young, I want to make a marriage for you today."

(End of this chapter)