Why are you so anxious?

Emperor Yongqian frowned slightly unhappy.It was probably due to old age and lack of energy. In the past two years, Emperor Yongqian always felt a little powerless when dealing with government affairs.Back then, he was able to review papers all night long, even counting daughters-in-law, and presided over the court meeting in the morning with great energy. Now, he would feel dizzy and have a sore back after only half an hour in front of the dragon case.The years have slowly eroded the once strong and majestic body, and even the self-contained self-respect that was criticized by thousands of people in the past has gradually worn away a lot.

As the emperor grew older, his sons grew up slowly.Emperor Yongqian, who had been immersed in the struggle for imperial power for a long time, felt more and more crisis in his heart.So while he continued to value the great prince Zhuang Lin, he was also constantly bewitching and bewitching the other sons.Needless to say, the second son Zhuang Zhou, although Emperor Yongqian looked down on his impetuous, frivolous and soft-hearted pettiness, he still used Zhuang Zhou's ability to extend the royal heir as an excuse.The third son, Zhuang Jue, was indifferent, and he withdrew from the struggle for the heir apparent early on, and devoted himself to landscape painting and calligraphy.But Emperor Yongqian also threw his son to the court to practice, and encouraged the third son to make friends with more scholars than the world.However, Zhuang Jue was extremely tactful under the guidance of his mother's family. Now that he has shown his heart, he never does things that cause people to misunderstand.Therefore, although the third prince made friends with many literati, they were only limited to those rural people who did not enter the court.Once these scholars enter the examination, Zhuang Jue will gradually lose contact with them.He will not do anything to promote talents for the court.As the so-called friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, some scholars see that there is no advancement by the side of the third prince, so they go elsewhere.After going back and forth like this, those who can stay with the third prince are mostly lazy and lazy gentlemen who don't like to be busy.

It is true that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. The third son's fucking personality is indeed printed in the same mold as his grandfather.

Emperor Yongqian was disappointed, so he naturally turned his attention to the four, five or six sons who were about to grow up.Therefore, after Zhuang Lin and his wife returned to Beijing this time, they found that there were more and more princes in the court. The young and innocent brothers were like young tigers who had just grown up. Next, they all showed a lot of ambition and eagerness to try, quite a bit of a battle between dragons and tigers.Aside from being funny in my heart, I can only do things honestly, reduce my contacts with ministers and meritorious officials, and pretend to be like a cat.

Only in this way did Emperor Yongqian slightly ease his vigilance.Let this turbulent capital city still maintain the surface calm.

But that's all.

Even if a broken mirror is reunited, the broken lines cannot be repaired.Suspicion abounded in the old emperor's heart, and Zhuang Lin's heart was also cynical.And Princess Changle, who has a far-sighted vision and experienced worldly events, would not make any move to put eye drops under the eyes of the emperor.Therefore, when the confidant eunuch secretly sent by the old emperor turned back quietly, and told that the two groups did not take the opportunity to contact, but separated, Emperor Yongqian secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to say goodbye after finally going home. , but Pingyang couldn't stop complaining secretly.

As the emperor, Gan Gang has been arbitrarily wise and powerful for a long time, so he will naturally hate those voices chattering in his ears, trying to confuse the Sacred Heart.If Pingyang's move was really expected, perhaps Emperor Yongqian would feel a little relieved that his daughter was caring.But it's not accurate at the moment, it becomes sowing discord and causing trouble on purpose.

As the saying goes, the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, that's it.

At the banquet, although Princess Pingyang was not a roundworm in Emperor Yonggan's stomach, she did not see any reaction from Emperor Yonggan after waiting for a while. She was not sure whether Emperor Yonggan was deep in the city or nothing happened at all, but she also Knowing that now is not a good time for her to speak out sincerely, she stopped her mouth decisively, and turned to discuss the current fashion in Beijing.

This topic is not sensitive, so the concubines and wives who were as quiet as if their tongues were bitten just now all laughed and echoed, and the atmosphere in the banquet gradually returned to excitement.

Next to Princess Pingyang, Zhao Xian, the son-in-law who claimed to be from everyone, looked at the good show his wife had just performed with cold eyes, and once again despised the royal education.

In the scene where father and son were separated in public, and brothers fought against each other, Zhao Xian really didn't know from whom his wife had inherited the shrewdness that had been rumored for a long time.

The so-called name is not worthy of the truth, which is probably the case.

Silently drinking the wine in the glass, Zhao Xian's eyes fell on the vacant chief. In fact, he was still a little curious about the famous pair of big princes and husbands.

Outside of the banquet, Jun Shaoyou, who was sitting on a boat with his son in his arms to enjoy the shade, was suddenly born with a chuckle.Looking at the waves and floating shadows moving with the wind in front of me, against the faint qin se Qingge in the distance, the person I love the most is sitting opposite me holding my own flesh and blood, the breeze blows and messes up the black hair on the ears and temples, The setting sun behind him is like floating gold, and the outline of the person is soft and beautiful, with a quiet temperament.Zhuang Lin was satisfied enough to reach the corners of his mouth, and reached out to help Jun Shaoyou tuck the hanging black hair behind his ears.

This kind of behavior was too gentle and intimate, which made Jun Shaoyou pursed his lips involuntarily, and swallowed the cold and annoying analysis of those intrigues and calculations in his mouth.She turned around and said with a smile: "When the weather is fine, take the baby to live in a hot spring village outside the city for a few days."

Speaking of Hot Spring Zhuangzi, the first thought that flashed through Zhuang Lin's mind was those beautiful and beautiful memories back then.Immediately, he took a fixed look at Jun Shaoyou, and replied quietly, "Okay."

Due to the golden rule of "you can't talk about everything related to the work object in the workplace", Jun Shaoyou and Zhuang Lin only talked about things that are romantic and enjoyable in the next period of time.Even so, the two of them also felt that chatting like this was safer than laughing at the banquet and drinking wine.Presumably, Emperor Yongqian would be more at ease with Zhuang Lin and his wife, who were so immersed in the feelings of their children and didn't care much about communicating and walking around on the scene.

Of course, it would be even more perfect if someone could take this opportunity to jump up and down and cooperate with them to act like a weak victim.

Although Jun Shaoyou didn't quite understand, why would people be willing to take the bait even though they used this kind of scheme again and again.It can be seen that the ancients said that the simpler and clearer the strategy, the easier it is to achieve the goal, which is not a lie.

Such as beauty tricks, such as sowing discord.

Although both the giver and the receiver think that they are the ones who are able to use this strategy.

Counting the time, Jun Shaoyou and Zhuang Lin abandoned the boat and landed with the child in their arms, and returned to the palace. As expected, they were greeted with kind greetings from Emperor Yongqian, as well as laughter and jokes from many princes and concubines.The husband and wife dealt with it one by one, and sat down safely holding the child.

Princess Pingyang subconsciously glanced at the still vacant Chairman of Changle Changgong, her thoughts were tactful.

On the treetops of the moon, a feast in the palace that each had planned has finally ended happily.Jun Shaoyou sat on the carriage full of exhaustion, and wobbled all the way back to the palace.

Nothing to say all night.Early the next morning, Jun Shaoyou did not expect that he would receive a invitation from Princess Pingyang.Staring at the exquisite and gorgeous greeting card in his hand, Jun Shaoyou suddenly sighed in his heart that "the weasel gave the chicken New Year's greetings, and he has no good intentions".

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Jun Shaoyou still ordered the servants in his family to make good preparations, whether it was the tea used to receive the guests or the banquet afterwards, including the singing and dancing musicians.It's not that Jun Shaoyou cares much about Pingyang, but that he is for Zhao Xian, the son-in-law who is traveling with Pingyang.Jun Shaoyou is very curious about this family member who has been famous for a long time in his previous life but has never had the chance to meet.

The time was short, and the day of the visit came in an instant, and Princess Pingyang and her son-in-law Zhao Xian arrived as scheduled.Jun Shaoyou and Zhuang Lin naturally also entertained them warmly.After a warm exchange of greetings, everyone sat down among the guests and the host. Jun Shaoyou signaled his servants to bring special tea sets, rolled up his sleeves lightly, and performed a kung fu tea that has become unrecognizable in later generations.

Respectfully invite you to be seated, burn incense and calm the air... the peacock spreads its tail, Meng Chen showers, high mountains and flowing water...

The flowing movements are accompanied by a piece of guqin played leisurely by the musicians in the hall. How can this scene be so pleasing to the eye?

After the three dragons protected the tripod, Zhao Xian imitated Jun Shaoyou's movements to hold the cup with his thumb and index finger, and held the tea cup with his middle finger at the bottom of the cup. He looked down at the tea leaves quietly floating in the blue and white porcelain cup, raised the cup and put the tea cup together Sniffing it, he praised: "The tea color is clear and the tea smell is mellow. It's rare that this utensil is so exquisite. I don't know how such a white and delicate blank is made."

Jun Shaoyou smiled, and said in a warm voice, "It's just a trick, brother Zhao's absurd praise."

After a pause, he continued: "I've heard for a long time that the Zhao family in Linzi is proficient in the art of dividing tea. In the eyes of Brother Zhao, showing off this point is nothing more than a trivial skill."

Zhao Xian curled the corners of his lips lightly, and said casually: "The Zhao family's tea-sharing art is just inherited from the ancestors, and it is arty. The descendants are unworthy, and they have already inherited their type and forgotten their spirit. How can there be a brother like you?" Gao Cai, who steamed tea in a simple and pure way to serve guests. This clear tea has no seasoning, and it is still mellow and fragrant, coupled with such an ethereal demeanor, it is really unforgettable."

Although Zhao Xian's words were self-effacing and flattering, they were also sincere.He had long heard that there was a concubine from the Jun family in Beijing who was talented and literary, but he had never believed it.I just think it's just those reckless people who haven't seen the big world and are shocked.Now seeing is believing, I only feel that Jun Shaoyou's art of steaming tea is unprecedented, but it will definitely be inherited and become a unique school.Thinking of this, the indifference in my heart disappeared, and my attitude became more sincere and gentle.

Hearing Zhao Xian's praise in his ears, Jun Shaoyou couldn't help saying modestly: "Brother Zhao praised you too much. I was just idle at home, thinking about it, and being arty."

Pointing to some exquisite snacks on the food table, he said: "These are new-style dim sums that the servants at home have made in their free time. Although they are not worth anything, it is rare that they are not available outside. Brother Zhao, you might as well try it and accompany this Clear tea has a different flavor."

Zhao Xian smiled and said yes.I picked up a small piece of peony-shaped dim sum and chewed it carefully in my mouth. I felt that it really had a delicate taste, and the taste was sweet but not as greasy as the dim sum nowadays, so I nodded secretly.Changed a few other snacks.Although the tastes are different, they are indeed of high quality. Accompanied by this mellow tea, it really has a special taste.

After drinking tea for a while and gossiping for a long time, a servant came to report that the food was ready.Jun Shaoyou smiled and invited the distinguished guests to take their seats.Naturally, the dishes served are mainly stir-fried dishes that are not commonly seen in Da Chu, accompanied by the most famous dishes in the Man-Han Banquet. The mellow distilled wine brewed according to the formula of later generations is full of aroma, which can almost spread outside the house.As for the singing and dancing to welcome guests, there is no need to elaborate.

The banquet was so delicately arranged, Princess Pingyang and consort Zhao Xian naturally did not have any objections as the hosts.The guests and hosts had a good time, and after seeing off the guests for the evening, Zhuang Lin hugged his own milky and milky buns, raised his eyebrows and asked, "They came to make a fuss just for a meal?"

of course not.

Jun Shaoyou turned his head to look at Zhuang Lin with a smile, and said with a smile: "These disciples from aristocratic families are used to pretending to be aggressive, so let's ignore him. When he thinks that he understands the truth by inquiring, he will naturally report his intentions honestly. Anyway, we are the active side, so we don't need to bother guessing his mystery."