The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 269 The Banquet of Thousand Years ([-])
From outside the hall came the eunuch's shrill singing, which was as distant as a dream. Jiang Nian pinched himself fiercely with the palm on his knee under the cover of his robe.

Only when the real pain came, I was convinced that this was true.

This announcement also caused a stir among the officials. While whispering to each other, they stretched their necks and looked towards the door one by one.

Ning Yuezhao, who was dressed in a blue mian suit and wearing an exquisite court crown, walked in slowly.Emei is calm and dignified, with golden brocade shoes stepping on the red lichen, and with her steps, the pearls shake, her face is unparalleled, and her manners are noble.

"See the emperor, long live my emperor, long live!"

All the ministers attended and kowtowed, shouting like a mountain.

Seeing the familiar person approaching slowly, Jiang Nian suddenly got up from the seat and took two small steps forward unconsciously. Through the lightly swinging bead, what he saw was a calm and graceful face. The face, and Gujing Wubo's eyes.

This kind of Ning Yuezhao is very suitable for the status of an emperor, but Jiang Nian felt his heart suffocated for no reason.

Ning Yuezhao stepped up the jade steps with steady steps, and Jiang Nian, who was slightly stupefied in his eyes and expression, moved away after meeting them for a while.

But after a moment of eye contact, Jiang Nian did not see the familiar friendship in those pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils.

"Everyone is flat!"

The situation did not give Jiang Nian room to explore. Ning Yuezhao had already sat down on the throne. Jiang Nian suppressed his discomfort and sat down generously.

At this time, the expressions of the people sitting there were also different. Jiang Qixi, Yan Zhenglang and the others were obviously relieved, with expressions of relief on their faces; Xu Zhi, Ning Ziyi and the others had unnatural expressions, but quickly He put on a decent smile; and Xiao Jingtian only paid attention to Ning Yuezhao from the beginning to the end, and he was relieved to see her safely present.

"Since the imperial husband came to the throne, the imperial husband has devoted himself to assisting me in presiding over the military and political affairs. It can be said that he has made great achievements for thousands of years. On such a beautiful day, the government and the public will rejoice together to celebrate the imperial husband's birthday!"

After the simple and ordinary opening words, Lansha and Zhuyun filled the wine cups in front of Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian respectively.Ning Yuezhao took the wine cup in front of her, raised her glass to Jiang Nian, and said, "I would like to use this cup to wish the emperor... long blessings and good health!"

Although the pause in her words was only for a moment, and it was quickly covered up, but Jiang Nian and her are an intimate couple, and he can feel every bit of abnormality in her.

Jiang Nian raised the wine cup, a faint smile appeared on his lips, "Thank you, Your Majesty, I only hope that the country will thrive forever!"

After speaking, he drank the wine in front of him in one gulp.

Seeing this, all the ministers got up one after another, raised their glasses to Jiang Nian and said in unison: "The ministers congratulate His Royal Highness on the thousand-year-old birthday, and may my great prosperity last forever!"

The wine cup in front of him was filled again, and Jiang Nian raised his glass to signal to the officials. Although there was a faint smile on his face, there was not much smile in his eyes.

After the birthday celebration, a pipa music "Ambush from Ten Daggers" kicked off the singing and dancing program.

A musician dressed in white took the stage with his pipa in his arms, plucking the strings of the pipa lightly with his delicate hands, and a few scattered sounds elicited the motivating scene where the golden drums and warhorns sounded in unison before the expedition, and the crowd shouted.

"Ambush from Ten Daggers" tells the story that Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, was trapped in Gaixia. Facing the besieged Han army, Xiang Yu had to draw his sword and commit suicide.Although Bei Qi didn't move for the time being, but in any case, playing such a tune at the beginning of the emperor's birthday banquet, the words of the great prosperity that he said earlier seemed somewhat ironic.

Ning Yuezhao's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and her eyes seemed to casually glance at Dong Yunrui, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, who was eating with gusto. Just in time to meet the eyes of the empress, he was startled, the chicken leg in his hand was not caught, and fell, just fell into the soup bowl in front of him, the splashed soup stained a piece of his clothes, he quickly dropped his chopsticks, panicking Wipe the robe on the chest with the cuff.Unexpectedly, the stains on the chest could not be wiped clean, but the cuffs were also stained.

The idiot!Ning Yuezhao turned her face away, never wanting to see this person again.

Seeing that the empress looked unhappy, Dong Yunrui hurriedly explained to his colleagues on the left and right, and then left the banquet to change clothes.

At this time, the music on the field gradually became faster and faster, and the two armies of Chu and Han fought close to each other, swords and guns clashed, and the two armies fought fiercely for life and death.The sound of horseshoes, clashes of knives and swords, and shouts are intertwined and ups and downs, which are shocking.

King Xiang broke through the encirclement and fled in a wasteland. The Han army pursued him closely.The sound of the tune gradually turned solemn and stirring, after the four strings were plucked carefully, King Xiang Wujiang slayed himself, and the music came to an abrupt end.

The light clinking of cups, bowls and chopsticks was exceptionally clear at this moment, and the hands of the people seated in unanimously paused, the surrounding air seemed to condense, and the sound of the steel needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Without any applause, the musician bowed and left the stage holding the pipa with a slightly stiff expression.

Ning Yuezhao's face was tense, but Jiang Nian was drinking one after another with a calm expression.

"Hmm...my stomach hurts..." Shi Wanyao, the concubine of Prince Kangyu, suddenly clutched her abdomen, frowning and screaming in pain.

Everyone still hadn't recovered from the song "House of Flying Daggers" just now, but now Shi Wanyao's voice was very clear.

Everyone knew that the concubine Shi Zi was pregnant, and after all she was of royal blood, so she must not be ill at this time.

Ning Yuezhao still looked solemn and authentic: "Tell the imperial physician to help the concubine to rest in the Nanxun Hall behind Huae Xianghui Building."

Ning Ziyi signaled Shi Wanyao's maid to help her down, but he apologized and said with a smile: "Chuo Jing is always timid, this opening is such a grand song, I can't help but be a little surprised, just take a rest, and disturb the adults Yaxing, Ziyi apologizes to His Majesty, Your Highness!"

After speaking, he stood up, picked up the wine cup in front of the table, first toasted Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian, and then offered a toast to the officials.

"Your Majesty is too polite!"

In fact, it was such an unlucky song at the beginning, and many officials felt a little unhappy, but since Dong Yunrui, the Minister of Rites, was personally promoted by the emperor's husband, they couldn't say anything.

However, those Qingliu censors at Yushitai were not so polite. They stood up and said bluntly: "The Ministry of Rites is in charge of etiquette and education, but they chose such a rude opening music on the birthday of His Royal Highness, I implore Your Majesty to punish the Ministry of Rites severely." Shangshu Dong Yunrui's crime of disrespect!"

But now that Dong Yunrui went to change clothes and did not return, Ning Yuezhao pursed her lips slightly, and looked at other officials of the Ministry of Rites, "What does the Ministry of Rites say about this?"

The Qianqiu Festival is a big matter, and it is impossible for Dong Yunrui to complete the matter alone. If he is not here, there are other people.

One of the officials stood up generously, "Your Majesty, although this song has the defeat of King Xiang's suicide in Wujiang, but on the other hand, it is also the Han army's victory over the Chu army and the establishment of the Han family! The ministers think that there is nothing wrong with this move." !"

Another official from the Ministry of Rites stood up, "Your Majesty, it's not that the Ministry of Rites chose this song improperly, but that some people must have deliberately taken it out of context!"

"Okay, haven't you guys had enough bickering in Chongtian Temple?"

Ning Yuezhao didn't want to hear these people's war of words today, so she waved her hand to signal everyone not to hold on to this matter anymore and let the show continue.

After a pipa solo, dozens of imperial guards performed "Lanling King Breaking the Battle".

The passionate music, vigorous posture, and vigorous dance steps swept away the dull atmosphere just now.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites all sat upright, the officials of Yushitai had to grit their teeth secretly.

The singing and dancing dramas took turns, and it can be seen that the Ministry of Rites has spent a lot of thought on this Qianqiu Festival banquet. Most officials were fascinated by it, and the applause and applause was louder and louder. The little unhappiness at the beginning was over Being left behind by others, but there are also people who are sensitively aware that the two people on the throne seem to be a little bit less interested today.In the past, even in the early court, the two of them would have some small gestures of intimacy, and everyone was used to it. Now, apart from the toast at the beginning, the two of them did not communicate for a moment after that.

The empress watched the performance on stage with a dignified and solemn expression, while the imperial husband was drinking one cup after another with an indifferent expression on his face.

After the maid finished adding wine to Jiang Nian again, she bowed and backed away, but bumped into the maid who was serving the food. The plate of food flew out of the tray and landed on Jiang Nian's shoulder, staining a large amount of clothes. .

"Your Highness, forgive me!" The two maids knelt down and pleaded.

The hot vegetable juice penetrated through layers of clothes, burning the skin on his shoulders and chest, but Jiang Nian didn't feel any pain.

Normally, with Jiang Nian's skill, he would definitely not be able to avoid this dish, but now he drank a lot of wine, was worried about other things, and the maid was standing on his right side, subconsciously he didn't Going to block, wanting to see Ning Yuezhao's reaction, but... Jiang Nian smiled bitterly in his heart. She felt sorry for him for a long time before he wrote for a while, but now his right shoulder was burned by the hot vegetable juice, she But nothing happened.

"Get up, I need to change clothes." The second half of the sentence, he said to Ning Yuezhao, she looked at him and nodded.

Jiang Nian's heart was half cold at this moment, he stood up and left the table numbly, and let the maid guide him to change clothes.

Shuttle in the long corridor, Jiang Nian was full of thoughts, the vegetable juice on his right shoulder was already cold, and the shoulder was chilled by the wind in the corridor.

In front of a side hall, the maid stopped and said to Jiang Nianfu: "Your Highness, the clothes are placed in the hall."

Everyone in the whole palace knew that His Royal Highness did not like palace people to serve him closely, so this maid waited respectfully outside the palace, without the slightest intention of going in.

"En." Jiang Nian responded lightly, and pushed the door open to enter the hall.

The hanging curtains in the hall blocked the inner room, and Jiang Nian saw the brand new palace robes on the clothes table at a glance. The wet and sticky clothes were very uncomfortable to stick to his body. A pair of trousers.

He threw the faded robe on the ground casually, and walked towards the clothes table.

As soon as he picked up the robe and shook it off, he felt a burst of strange fragrance, and subconsciously threw the robe to cover his mouth and nose, but he had already inhaled a lot.Jiang Nian's first reaction was to leave here, but unexpectedly, with a soft "click", the door was locked from the outside!

Jiang Nian slapped the door with his backhand, "Open the door!"

No one responded to him outside the door. The door was made of golden nanmu. Jiang Nian slapped the door, but failed to smash the door. A hot feeling rose in his body. Know what this feeling is all about!

"Damn it!" Jiang Nian cursed in a low voice, and at this moment a woman's moan came from the inner room, with the laziness of just waking up from a nap.

Although it was just a low whimper, Jiang Nian immediately recognized the owner of the voice——

The concubine of Prince Kangyu, Shi Wanyao!

　Late Lantern Festival blessings, but I still want to say a happy Lantern Festival to everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)