Get out of the way, the prime minister is mine!

The two chatted by the lake for a while, Chu Yuchen's emotions had recovered, and Liu Feiran returned to the palace banquet with her.

Chu Xingzhi was having an awkward moment at this time, seeing his sister, he jumped out of Chu Wenhao's arms and ran towards Chu Yuchen. "elder sister……"

Chu Xingzhi's face was red and his eyes were red, but he was somewhat similar to Chu Yuchen just now.Liu Feiran had such a thought, and saw that Chu Xingzhi, who was like a small group, had already hugged Chu Yuchen.

"What's the matter, brother?" When Chu Yuchen faced his brother, his expression was indescribably gentle. She carefully wiped the debris from the corner of her mouth, took his little hand and walked towards Chu Wenhao.

"I miss my sister." Chu Xingzhi said childishly.

"My sister wants to do it too."

Seeing the two siblings walking towards him, Chu Wenhao felt relieved.Thinking about how unbearable my body is, they are still children, and my heart aches.

"Father, what's wrong with Xingzhi?" Chu Yuchen asked puzzled.

"He misses you, and is crying to find his sister. I can't coax him well." Chu Wenhao turned his back to the ministers, and secretly made a helpless look at Chu Yuchen.

Chu Yuchen pursed his lips and snickered, Chu Wenhao's easy-going manner under his majesty obviously pleased her, and he pretended to be a little angry and said: "Father is really useless, you can't coax younger brother well."

"That's it, how can we Chen'er have the ability?" Chu Wenhao felt like he was still the prince of mountains and rivers at this moment, and his mood became relaxed and happy.

The two father and daughter talked for a while, and Chu Wenhao's mood improved. He happened to see the dancer stepping down. Seeing that all the officials were not very interested in the performance, he suddenly said, "Although I haven't been back to the palace for many years, this time I'm going Watching the palace banquet performance, there is still no change. Presumably the lovers are also tired of watching, otherwise, why not change to something else today?"

As soon as Chu Wenhao's voice came out, the chief executive Ouchi who was standing at the side also waved his hand quickly, preventing the actor from going on stage.The ministers talked a lot, not knowing what the emperor was planning.

"I see that there are many young men and women participating in the palace banquet today. They are all talented people. Why not let the children of each family show their talents and show the demeanor of the younger generation in our country."

As soon as I heard Hao's words, I saw that many young children were short of breath.This is an opportunity to show your face in front of the emperor, if you can get the emperor's appreciation, it is not impossible to reach the sky in one step.

The young man was heartbroken, and the women whispered to each other when they heard it.With Liu Feiran as a precedent, the next dynasty will be the reign of the Empress, so many girls have moved their minds to become officials in the dynasty.

Even if he knew that he would not be able to become an official in the court, it would be great if he fell into the eyes of the emperor, or if a child of a certain family fell in love with it and became a good story.

Compared with the younger generation, the older generation thinks more.The emperor is still young and has no harem, so he always wants to accept the harem.Now, if she shows her face in front of the emperor and is favored, once she becomes a concubine and gives birth to a son and a half, she may not be without hope of winning the throne in the future.

Thinking of this, all the ministers couldn't help breathing heavily, they all looked at each other, and responded: "Your Majesty is wise."

Chu Wenhao touched his newly grown beard, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what it is, if you can drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk, it is also a kind of talent. As long as you win everyone's applause, I will reward you. I don't know who it is." Is the younger brother willing to take the lead in showing something?"

There was a bit of commotion off the court, and then a man couldn't help but came out, "The grassroots are not talented, and you have the courage to show your shame."

"Who is it?" Chu Wenhao asked.

"Liang Han, the second son of the Liang family, the imperial servant." The visitor reported to the house, greeted Wen Hao at the beginning of the ceremony, and then began his performance.

Liang Han's performance is painting. This painting is not ordinary painting. Instead, people spread a three-foot-long drawing paper on the ground, and then use a brush with a thick arm to paint on it.

I saw him blindfolded, standing barefoot on the drawing paper and swiping ink freely, a landscape painting was slowly revealed, everyone nodded secretly, and Tai Pucheng's eyes narrowed with a smile.

The painting is not very delicate, but what is quite interesting is that Liang Han dipped his feet in ink, and then used his feet to draw the black-covered boat floating on the river. The movement is chic and unique.

After Liang Han finished, everyone nodded their heads, and Chu Wenhao commented, "You are really young, not bad, thank you."

Liang Han's face brightened, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

With such a precedent, everyone actively tried it.But no matter if it's a man or a woman, the performances are nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, dancing with knives and guns. Although they are all wonderful, there is nothing outstanding.

Chu Wenhao picked a few comments, and then no one came on stage, so he turned his head and asked, "Is there anyone else?"

Chu Wenhao was about to say that since this is the case, let's go, but a male voice suddenly sounded, "Your Majesty, can any performance be acceptable?"

"Nizi, sit down for me!" At the same time, there was a very low voice of an official.

Liu Feiran was also a little curious when he heard it, and looked along the voice, and saw a man standing up.This man has a handsome face, his eyes are actually fox eyes, sly and lazy, he is dressed in red, and he is a bit more gorgeous than the woman.

"That's right, whose family are you from?" Chu Wenhao asked.

"Cao Min Nai Zhongshu ordered Jiang's family, Jiang Ziliu, to meet His Majesty." Jiang Ziliu obviously drank too much, his handsome face was flushed, and the contours of his face were already soft, but under the blush, he was even more beautiful.

"Since when did the Jiang family have this son?"

"I heard that it was the illegitimate child who was brought back this year."

The female relative started whispering, but the man didn't seem to hear it, standing there had a romantic feeling.His clothes were disheveled, and some of his hair fell loose at some point, so he didn't look embarrassed, but added to his charm.

"Oh? I wonder what you want to perform?" Chu Wenhao asked with interest.

"The grassroots don't understand the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Wen Tao and martial arts." Jiang Ziliu's red lips curled up, and with those fox eyes, he looked like a male fox that caught people's hearts.

Zhongshu Ling's face changed suddenly, and he stood up quickly to apologize, "I have no way to teach my son, and I have been abrupt, Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"I haven't finished yet;" Jiang Ziliu was ungrateful, half-drunk and half-awake holding the table to prevent himself from falling, "but when it comes to singing and singing, I dare say no one in the imperial city can beat me."

Everyone was startled, they didn't expect this man to perform a song, and from his posture, it was obvious that he was singing in a romantic place.

"Nizi, dare you!" Zhong Shuling broke out in cold sweat.

Chu Yuchen looked at this man with great interest, and said to Chu Wenhao, "Father, my daughter is very interested in this."

"I am also interested." Chu Wenhao squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, you don't have to restrict the children. You are not a flirtatious young man. You sing boldly. If you sing well, I will reward you."

Jiang Ziliu raised his eyebrows, and his romantic charm seemed to become more intense at this moment, "Thank you Your Majesty, that grassroots made a fool of himself."

Regardless of his father's ugly face, he didn't forget to flick his sleeves when he stood up. The bright red light hit his father's face. He had a smile from the beginning to the end, which was different from that of ordinary men. Hearty, obviously a bit seductive, some thin-skinned women would blush when they looked at him.

He ordered someone to set up a table and a few wine glasses on the stage, and suddenly turned his head to Chu Wenhao and said: "Caomin dare to borrow another person."

"Who?"

"It's almost accompanied by the sound of the piano." Jiang Ziliu's eyes were full of smiles and drunkenness, and he sat on the floor with his sleeves swung, with his elbows propped on the table, and casually looked at Qin Xuanke.

Many young men cursed inwardly, unexpectedly, he would still want Qin Xuanke to accompany him.

Qin Xuanke looked at this man quite curiously, and when Chu Wenhao looked towards her, she stood up and saluted, and said, "I am not talented, I would like to play a song for this Young Master Jiang."

The corners of Jiang Ziliu's eyes fluttered more and more, and after Qin Xuanke took his seat, he said, "I would also like to ask Miss Qin to play the song "Ten Thousand Miles of Moon Frost Sand""

Qin Xuanke nodded slightly, pressed her slender fingers on the strings, and with a hook of her fingers, the mellow sound of the piano sounded.At this time, Jiang Ziliu picked up the white jade jug and poured wine for himself as if he were a distinguished guest.

The wine flowed into the glass, and the sound was crisp and clear, like beads falling into a jade plate.Jiang Ziliu picked up two chopsticks, shook them lightly, with a complacent expression, and rang the cup with the sound of the piano.

The sound of "ding" is crisp and sweet, and there is a special taste in the melodious sound of the piano.

He tapped the cup rhythmically, and slowly accompanied the sound of the piano, as if they were a complete chapter of music.As the melody turned, the rhythm of Jiang Ziliu's beating on the cup also changed.

There were wines of different degrees poured into the cups, and Jiang Ziliu knocked on them, making different sounds, some were crisp, some were deep, accompanied by his rhythm, it turned into a tune, which happened to match the tune played by Qin Xuanke .

The melodious sound of the piano is full of jingles, not at all abrupt, but expressing the other party's timbre just right.A little surprise flashed in Qin Xuanke's eyes. This piece of music is not so easy, but the other party can keep up with her piano skills with a few wine glasses, which is really amazing.

Everyone was immersed in this wonderful tune for a moment, and then they heard Jiang Ziliu speak.

His voice was full of emotion, so hot that it seemed to be on fire, yet so reserved that he only dared to miss it secretly.Obviously full of joy, but also with two points of resentment.

"Spring feast, sing a song with a glass of green wine."

His voice is not as poignant and melodious as a woman's, but when he sings this song, he is extremely affectionate and unrestrained.There was a lingering drunkenness in his brows and eyes, as if he didn't want to wake up, he just wanted to be intoxicated forever.

He sang this line again, and then let go of the chopsticks in his hands, and the red sleeves skipped over the table, taking away a scent of wine.Looking at his hand again, he has already taken the jug and stood up.

"Spring feast, sing a song with a glass of green wine—"

The last word suddenly changed the tune, he held up the wine jug and danced in the red dress, his figure was outstanding, he was clearly a man, and he was so soft that one would think it was a woman dancing.However, it is not appropriate to say this, because compared to women, he is more of a passionate young man who is drunk and wanders around the world.

His clothes became more disheveled as he danced, his belt unraveled at some point, revealing his inner clothes, and even his long hair was scattered while turning, disheveled, his appearance was extremely loose.

But also wanton and charming.

"I wish three more wishes to Chen, the first wish is a thousand years old, and the second wish that the concubine is always healthy."

He held the jug high, and fell down, as if he was about to fall to the ground, staggering from drunk, but he was as stable as a mountain, and it was difficult to fall down no matter what.The clear wine poured out, and he couldn't swallow it. The wine flowed out from the corner of his mouth, wet the skirt of his clothes, and the color of the red shirt became a little darker.

This song "Ten Thousand Miles of Moon Frost Sand" has nothing to do with this poem. If it weren't for Jiang Ziliu's performance, no one would dare to think about it.But this combination has a feeling of complementing each other.

"Spring Banquet" talks about the love of children, which should be lingering, but "Wanli Moon Frost Sand" has a sense of desolation and atmosphere. The meaning of blessing.

All kinds of contradictions blended together, making everyone feel complicated, as if seeing the beautiful woman reluctantly bid farewell to Jun, she felt happy and despaired.

"The three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and we will meet each other every year."

After singing the last sentence, the drunkenness between Jiang Ziliu's brows seemed to overflow, his fox eyes became more attractive, his thin red lips curled up, and his figure swayed, just when everyone thought he was able to stand firm as before. At that time, he fell straight down.

At this time, everyone slowly came back to their senses and realized that it was over.

"Okay, it really is a young man who is not flirtatious." Chu Wenhao took the lead in applauding.

Liu Feiran and Su Wang looked at each other, and they both saw a little surprise in each other's eyes.