Huan Rong

The power of the raw mutton was astonishing, Huan Rong only took one bite, and refused to take another bite.

With the revival of singing and dancing, Huan Da Sima and Xi Ji envoy toasted, and they were still coming and going, with constant sharpness.When Sima Yu was toasted by his courtiers, he always had a smile on his face, and his style of celebrity remained the same as before.

Xie An and Xi Chao were able to drink together and talk freely about ancient Ci Fu.

After a few cups of drinking, Wang Xianzhi and Xie Xuan did not see each other, as if they had returned to yesterday, and the rift disappeared in an instant.

Huan Rong sat behind the low couch, held a half-full wine glass in his hand, and looked at the guests at the table.

Seeing Huan Yi holding up his wine glass, Huan Xin's face was ashen, the word "Huan Shuxia" was chewing in his mouth, and he couldn't get angry, and when he was about to pour it down anyway, he couldn't help curling up the corners of his mouth, and laughed silently .

This clan brother is a wonderful person.

If you have a chance, you can try to make friends.

"Brother." Huan Yi bypassed Huan Xi, walked to Huan Rong's side, covered himself with a wine glass, and said in a low voice, "The third brother said something to me earlier, it was very bad."

"Third brother, is it about me?" Huan Rong raised his eyebrows.

You don't need to think about it carefully to know that with Huan Xin's actions, nine times out of ten he is speaking out to provoke someone.

"En." Huan Yi nodded and said, "It's not a good word, brother must be careful."

Huan Rong smiled.

"Brother, don't worry."

"Be careful, never be careless." Huan Yi added, glanced at the drunk Huan Xin, and said in a low voice, "When I was young, my elder brother and second brother bullied me, and he often came up with bad ideas. When I find an opportunity, I will It must be brought back!"

"Get it back?" Huan Rong was surprised.

Huan Yi grinned, and whispered something in Huan Rong's ear.

"What do you think brother?"

What do you think?

What is the difference between this and later generations' Gaimai sacks blocking alleys?Overall, it fits Huan Yi's straightforward character.

"When is brother going to do it?"

"It's just today." Huan Yi gritted his teeth, "As long as Brother Shu Xia pours him a few more glasses, he will be so drunk that he doesn't know what to do. It's time to do it!"

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"Not afraid." Huan Yi snapped his fingers, "I will cover my face."

Beating someone up at home?

Is there something wrong?

"Brother, how much wine have you drank?"

"Not much, just two altars."

"Two altars... that's all?"

Huan Yi nodded with an unusually honest smile.

Huan Rong was speechless for two seconds, and ordered the following boy, "Take care of Mr. Sirang, and send him back to his room immediately after the banquet. If there is any abnormal behavior, send someone to look for me immediately."

"promise!"

"Did brother think I was drunk?" Huan Yi frowned.

"I know brother is not drunk." Huan Rong said with a smile, "I will drink with brother!"

"it is good!"

Huan Yi was overwhelmed with pride, without using a wine glass, he directly picked up the wine jar and said, "This is how enjoyable it is!"

"……All right."

Huan Rong gave the boy a wink, the boy understood immediately, and brought another wine jar, although it smelled of wine, it was filled with clear water.

"Full drink!"

Brothers clink glasses... To be precise, hit the altar.At the same time, he raised his neck and poured water at the mouth of the altar.The clear wine flowed out from his mouth, instantly staining the skirt of his clothes.

This scene appeared in the banquet, no one spoke out to criticize, but they all laughed and praised "Lang Jun is heroic".

Uncle Huan's eyes were even brighter, and he ordered his servant to take down the wine glass and change the wine jar, and smiled at Huan Xin, "Uncle Dao, drinking wins!"

Huan Xin wanted to cry.

He did cry too.

What's wrong with you today, to be targeted by this person?

Xie Xuan and Wang Xianzhi clapped their palms at the same time, ordered people to change to the wine jar, left the left seat, walked up to Huan Rong, looked at each other after standing still, and said with a smile: "We will drink with Brother Rong!"

After the words fell, before Huan Rong could answer, he raised his head and drank wildly at the same time.

Maybe it's for the future power struggle, or maybe it's the untraceable friendship, both Xie Xuan and Wang Xianzhi want to get drunk.After being drunk, his mind is no longer sober, and he can temporarily forget everything in the world, and he will not suffer from the weakness of the Han Dynasty, nor will he be heartbroken by the chaos of the people.

Unrestrained and unrestrained.

He Yan is not helpless in troubled times.

"Singing to wine, how much life is. Like the dew in the morning, the past days are full of hardships."

"Be generous with generosity, and forget your worries. How can you relieve your worries? Only Du Kang."

So much love, the two actually recited "Duan Ge Xing" by Wei Taizu.

The voice was long and hoarse because of the alcohol.

Huan Yi praised "Okay", put aside the wine jar on the spot, took out the bamboo flute that he carried with him, and held it to his lips.

The sound of the flute curls up, not like the tunes of Jin Dynasty, but more like Han Yuefu.

The musicians press the strings, and the dancers stop spinning.There is no longer the sound of the golden drum in the room, only the sound of the flute lingers, accompanied by impassioned words, which attracts everyone to applaud and praise.

"Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin."

"But for your sake, I have been pondering until now."

Huan Da Sima and Xi Tingshi put down their wine cups at the same time, slammed on the low couch with one hand, and sang along with the tunes.He didn't care about Sima Yu's complicated mood at all, let alone his bluish complexion.

In front of the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, reciting the masterpieces of the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, no matter from which angle you look at it, it can be called a "spectacle".

Looking at history, only at this time can we get a glimpse.In the feudal dynasty of later generations, not to mention beheading and exile, they would also be relegated to a corner to spend the rest of their lives.

A "Duan Ge Xing" ended, and everyone raised their glasses at the same time.

Sima Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face.I can only hold back my smiling face and drink with my courtiers.I really can't mention that aggrieved energy.

After several rounds of drinking, the guests were all drunk.

Huan Yi was so excited that he played three songs in a row, and one of them was a new composition, which was praised by Xie An, and he praised it, "In ancient times, there was a lingering sound that lingered in Liang Liang, and it lasted for three days. Today's Huan Shuxia's music is not inferior."

The night will be dark, and the feast will be even more joyous.

When the wine was hot, an eunuch came in and told Sima Yu that the gate of the palace was about to fall, so please return him.

The emperor is leaving, and the banquet must end early.

Regardless of whether it is a puppet or not, whether it has real power or not, the rules that should exist cannot be broken.It doesn't make sense that when the king of a country returns to the palace, the courtiers still feast and celebrate.If you spread it out, what will people in the world think?

If it spreads to the north, it is hard to guarantee what Fu Jian will say.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Sima Huan immediately got up and asked his servant to prepare a thank you gift.

According to the rules, after the crowning ceremony, the host must prepare silk and give it to the distinguished guest to praise the crown.No matter what the relationship between father and son is, Huan Wen will never neglect this matter, so as to fall into the shoes of others.

Sima Huan made extraordinary moves.

The gift prepared was twice as thick as usual. In addition to silk, a coral was added which was nearly half the height of a person, and there were pearl agate and amber tortoise shell, all of which were rare treasures.

Things will never be given away for nothing.

In front of the Jiankang gentry, Sima Yu finally had face, and after returning to the palace, he would make an order to double the gift.

However, the song "Duan Ge Xing" made him worry, the reward gifts were not sent to Huan Mansion, but to Qingxili instead, including the silk jewels sent by Huan Wen, none of them went to Huan Rong.

Knowing that the other party was uneasy and kind, Huan Shijun was still happy.

Who thinks too much money?

Anyway, with the Duke of the head of the county, it is impossible to continue peace with the scumbag.After giving the letter at the banquet, he was even more convinced of this.Early tearing and late tearing are tearing, early tearing is early and neat.

Of course, these are things to follow.

After Sima Yu returned to the palace, he dispersed with the banquet guests one after another.

At this time, the gate of the city was closed, and Xi Min stayed in his mansion in Qingxili.Xi Chao did not accompany him, but stayed in Da Sima Mansion.Compared with Huan Wenwen and Huan Rong, the discord between the father and son was put on the bright side, and they had already become strangers in the eyes of the world.

Wang Xianzhi was half a step behind, ordered his servant to present a rectangular wooden box, and said with a smile, "This is a gift from me and Brother Rong."

In other words, it represents him personally, not the Langya Wang clan.

Now, in order to fight for the power of the court, the clan is twisted together, and he and Wang Biaozhi joined forces for a short time.His daily goal is to achieve "the right to speak in the clan", and the two will surely compete for superiority.

In terms of political capital, he is ultimately inferior to Wang Biaozhi.But Langya Wang's business with Youzhou has always been in contact with him, for future consideration, it is necessary to consolidate the relationship with Huan Rong.

Understanding the meaning behind this gift, Huan Rong sighed secretly.

Really complied with that sentence, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.With his current status, want pure friendship?Dreaming is more realistic.

"Thank you brother."

Huan Rong took the wooden box and bowed his hands in salute.

He didn't say it clearly in his mouth, but his actions have shown that if he accepts this gift today, there will be no major surprises, and he will definitely stand where he "stands" in the future.

"Farewell."

After sending Wang Xianzhi away, Xie Xuan and Yu Xuan stepped forward one after another, also offering gifts.

Huan Yi didn't give a gift, but tapped Huan Rong's shoulder with the bamboo flute, and said with a smile, "I don't know how long Dao Jing will stay in Jiankang? If you want to leave, you must let us know in advance."

"Brother Rong, answer him quickly." Xie Xuan said with a smile, "Shu Xia wants to give you a flute!"

Looking at the clan brother with a handsome smile, Huan Rong blinked, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother."

Huan Yi laughed loudly, without further words, turned around and boarded the bullock cart, waved his hands casually, followed the crowd out of the alley, and merged into the night.

In order to see off the guests, colorful lanterns were hung in front of Huan's mansion, and Sima Huan and his son stood on the front steps until the last car drove away before turning back to the mansion.

"It's getting late, let's all go to rest."

"promise!"

The four of Huan Rong respectfully agreed, and sent Sima Huan into the inner room respectfully.They raised their heads and looked at each other. They really had nothing to say, so they simply followed the scumbag's words and went their separate ways.

Huan Xi was in a depressed mood, and was even more "missing" about Gu Shu's two younger brothers. Holding a cane in one hand, he quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Huan Xin seemed to have something to say, but Huan Rong didn't care about him.

A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, so why waste time.

Huan Yi clenched his fists, stared at Huan Xin's back, sneered twice, and touched the silk cloth in his arms, apparently having made up his mind.

The boy who followed him changed his face slightly, and his scalp was numb. Seeing the opportunity, he immediately grabbed a servant and said, "Go and tell Mr. Wulang that Mr. Silang is drunk. I can't hold him back, so please invite him Send a few more people to send Mr. Silang back to his room."

The servant girl was confused, but seeing the boy was anxious and his forehead was sweating faintly, he didn't seem to be lying, so he didn't hesitate anymore and quickly chased after Huan Rong.

On the way, he met Ah Mi, who guessed wrong, and made a decisive decision, personally led someone to stop Huan Yi, and at least sent him back to the courtyard.

Huan Xinwu was annoyed that Huan Rong didn't show face, but she didn't know that she escaped a "tribulation" by luck.

At the same time, Princess Nankang had sent off the female guests, left the guest room, and went to the side room to rest temporarily.Sima Daofu was sent away, and Mrs. Li lit the incense burner with her own hands.

Wisps of fragrance wafted away, dispelling the wine stained at the banquet.

The maid served the tea soup, Princess Nankang drank half of it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mai."

"The slave is here."

"Go and invite your lord."

"promise!"

The matter of Huan Xin had been reported long ago, Princess Nankang just sneered and said "I know".There are many means to deal with him, so there is no need to rush.

Compared with it, the congratulatory gift from the Qin family is more important.

Huan Rong wanted to gain a foothold in Youzhou, but he didn't know how to deal with the Qing Dynasty, and he had to face threats from the north.

Having business contacts with the Qin family and being able to maintain a certain degree of alliance will do more good than harm to Huan Rong.Once the relationship is severed and each other faces swords, the situation in Youzhou will become dangerous, and the pressure on Huan Rong's shoulders will increase by a thousand times.

"I originally thought that I can borrow the blood of the Jin family to protect him."

Princess Nankang leaned on the side of the couch, pressing her fingers between her eyebrows, "It's a pity that things can't be done. The old slave is pressing every step of the way, and the official queen mother is like this. It's hard to be safe, so what else can I say. If you add the Qin family, How should my son..."

"Sister, there is still no conclusion on this matter." Mrs. Li moved behind Princess Nankang, ran her hair along her temples, touched her forehead with her fingertips, and rubbed gently.

"When Mr. Lang comes, you can ask first. Besides, the Qin family has not left yet, so we can find some clues."

"hope so."

While speaking, Huan Rong had already walked outside the door, took off his wooden clogs, and walked into the inner room.Seeing the scene in front of him, his ears turned red, and he stopped subconsciously.

"Mum, aunt."

Envoy Huan bowed down and took the opportunity to cover his reddish ears.

Princess Nankang sat up, not feeling anything.Madam Li covered her lips and smiled lightly, Huan Rong blushed even more as her eyes flashed.

Get drunk.

Must be drunk!

"Gua'er, I already know about the banquet."

"Mother?"

"What is your father's true intention, there is no need to worry about it." Princess Nankang said.

"promise!"

"Tomorrow, I will meet the clan elders. Remember to send letters to Jiangzhou and Jingzhou. If you can unite with your two uncles, after your father leaves, no one in the clan will dare to underestimate you."

Huan Rong widened his eyes.

What did my mother just say?

Scumbag... gone?

"You have also seen your father's appearance." Princess Nankang continued, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of human beings. Besides, the year will be smooth, and it will not be surprising if something unexpected happens."

Huan Rong swallowed.

Even though I had some guesses in my heart, I still felt a bit complicated after hearing what my mother said.It's like stepping on cotton wool under your feet, you don't dare to use too much force, for fear that your feet will fall into the air.

My heart was even more empty.

"The importance of the Xifu army is known throughout the court." Princess Nankang looked at Huan Rong and said in a low voice, "Your father has held military power for many years, and all the masters above are trusted by your father. I don't know the Son of Heaven."

"The future will change, and you may not be able to suppress it. If you act rashly, you may be in danger and let others reap the benefits."

"What does Mom mean?"

"One day, don't move the Xifu army, and take over Gushu's private soldiers with all your strength."

The flames were reflected on the wall, and the heart of the flame jumped, sometimes bursting out with a crisp sound.

"The Huan family's private soldiers have served the patriarch in the past. They are extremely capable, and no one can grasp them. No matter what the officials think, even if they are flattering and murdering, the title of county duke is not false. In the Huan family, there is no one except your father. The title can be compared with yours."

"Mum, no matter how high the title is, it may not be able to win people's hearts."

"Confused!" Princess Nankang nodded Huan Rong's forehead, "I just said that Huan's private soldiers serve the Patriarch! Your father is alive, they are loyal to your father, your father is not, who are they loyal to? Huanxi?"

"That's why mother said to be friends with uncle?"

"Yes." Princess Nankang nodded, and said earnestly, "Although you have a high title, you are still young. Your two uncles have been officials for many years, with important achievements in their hands. far better than you."

"The Xifu army cannot fall into the hands of foreigners, especially the Jiankang gentry."

"Then Xi Shijun?"

"Him?" Princess Nankang laughed, "Even less so."

Xi Yin sits in Jingkou, controls the Beifu army, and has become the prime minister of power.Handing over the Xifu Army to him again, is it to make a second Huan Wen appear?

"One day, there will be a struggle in Jiankang, and the Huan family will not be peaceful." Princess Nankang said seriously, "My intention is to make friends with your uncle and use their hands to control the Xifu army. Grasp the Huan family. Private soldier, get to a high position in the clan as soon as possible."

"What if someone disagrees?"

"You are the first son of Huan Wen!" Princess Nankang laughed, "Today's crowning ceremony has been announced to the world, unless your father appoints another heir, otherwise, his rights and status in the clan will be inherited by you."

Princess Nankang doesn't care about Duke Nanjun's title and Da Sima's mansion at all.The silk, gold and silver in the treasury are also not eye-catching.

The only thing she cares about is the Huan family, and Huan Rong's status in the family!

Having experienced changes in the palace, wars and hardships, and spent half her life in the tug-of-war between imperial power and ministerial power, her vision is beyond the ordinary.

"If you don't know the law, you can ask the Sheren around you." Princess Nankang smiled, "Just like the Jia Sheren who came to Jiankang with you."

Jia Bing?

Huan Rong choked up.

He was really worried that the one who kept on setting fire would burn Gushu and Jiankang to ashes before the matter was over.

Princess Nankang looked at Mrs. Li, who smiled sweetly and said softly: "Although Da Sima is seriously ill, he will be fine for a while. Mr. Lang can arrange it calmly and make sure there are no omissions."

Huan Rong raised his head, looked at his mother and aunt who were smiling at each other, and shivered.

To snatch back such a beauty, how did the scumbag survive to this day?

Confused.

"One more thing." Princess Nankang changed the subject, took out a rectangular wooden box from behind the couch, pushed it in front of Huan Rong, and said, "Open it and have a look."

"promise."

The wooden box was opened, and a burst of golden light came into view.

The golden hairpin, which is nearly two palms long, lies on the bottom of the box. It is not like the craftsmanship of Wei and Jin craftsmen, and the pattern is also different from that of Han Dynasty.The seal script carved on Chai's body was inexplicably familiar to Huan Rong.

Suddenly remembering the bronze sword in his sleeve, a thought flashed through his mind, and Huan Rong couldn't help but froze on the spot.

"This is an ancient artifact from the Warring States Period, named Luanfeng."

"Ancient objects?" Huan Rong's throat felt dry.

"This hairpin is unusual to wear, and it is used by Jiali. The seal character on the hairpin means 'Zhao Shi'."

Mrs. Zhao, Jiali?

Huan Rong looked at Nobile, and the word Chuan wrinkled between his brows.

"Today the Qin family sent ten chariots of congratulatory gifts, and this hairpin is among them." Princess Nankang paused, and said in a deep voice, "This hairpin is usually given as a gift to marry two surnames, but I will give it to you as a crown gift. It does seem strange."

Having said that, Princess Nankang paused, "Gua'er, do you understand what Qin's intention is?"

This is already quite polite.

If it is straightforward, it can be directly translated into: Are they planning to find fault?

Looking at Luanfengchai, then at his own mother, Huan Rong looked at the sky speechlessly.

After today's test, he must meet with Qin Jing and have a thorough "talk".