The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

After the "ancestor sacrifice" is over, there will be a banquet for all officials.

The banquet venue was set in front of the courtyard in front of the ceremony, which was different from the last banquet, it was bigger and more complete.

One is that officials do not distinguish between ranks, and the other is that the banquet for ancestor worship must be held by the Ministry of Rites in accordance with the highest standards.

The stern and rigid court officials on weekdays also relaxed their smiles, and after a few drinks, it was a bit unseemly for them to grab friendly colleagues and drink more happily.The younger ones can't stand the hot and spicy feeling on the face.

All the wines that can be put on the table now are the best wines in Huangkuli, which are mellow, thick and not astringent.

The audience was bustling with people, and the royal family on the stage sat face to face in two rows, doing their own things, except for the sound of wine falling into the glass, there was no other movement.

The attendants standing behind the highnesses were so cautious that they couldn't point out mistakes.

The remaining royal families of this generation all have good faces, but one face is colder than the other.

It seems that these blood brothers and sisters are no closer than their colleagues.

Looking at the clear wine, Wen Yan hesitated and took a sip. He probably just touched his lips, and Wen Yan put it down again. The wine was moved far away even with the jug, which shows that the owner has something to do with it. How disgusting.

The tongue coating that had been scorched by the wine was still burning, Wen Yan ground the tip of his tongue with his teeth, and the acrid air rushed straight to his forehead.

This wine is not suitable for her, it is too spicy.

She looked around and felt that the atmosphere was tense.

The longer Wen Yan sat on the armchair, the more uncomfortable it became.

Luo Hanjue was sitting next to her, drinking wine in a calm manner. Under the table, she quietly pressed Wen Yan's hand that had been making small movements, but it took some effort to hold it down. She felt that someone was unhappy. Breaking free, Luo Hanjue could only rub his finger bones, scratching his fingertips in his palm.

Sure enough, someone quieted down.

This is consolation.

Wen Yan propped her cheeks, and she looked towards the center of the field.

The singing and dancing of professional maiko dancers, the interlacing of cups and cups of wine during the banquet, the precious food of jade and fine jade, and the drinking for three rounds, the heartiness has already infected many court officials.

After taking a second look at Wen Yan, she felt bored. To be honest, what's so interesting about a group of middle-aged men, she turned her head and looked at her "policy" again.

Coincidentally, Wen Yan happened to meet Wen Zilan's eyes directly.

The former prince raised his glass to Wen Yan in a personable manner, presumably to congratulate him.

The girl's light-colored pupils contracted a few times at once, and the corners of her mouth curled up Wen Yan, not intending to toast at all, she slumped back, and directly spread her face on the scene, without giving this "brother" any favors at all. Save face.

Wen Zilan was far away from her, and Wen Yan didn't see what he was doing clearly, but at least there was no emotion on his face.

It seemed that he just smiled, and then he raised his hand and took a sip of the wine.

It wasn't too spicy either.The girl was slightly speechless, and she gloated a lot.She knew the taste of that wine, but it wasn't the low alcohol this guy pretended to drink on weekdays.

There was a soft sigh behind him, and the entangled fingers under the table and chair were clasped again.

Wen Yan could only heed someone's warning, and suppressed the arrogant smile on his lips.

Anyway, the atmosphere on the scene was stagnant for a day or two.Not to mention anything else, but the tearing of the seats here is obvious.

The court officials below were supposed to drink, but before the liquor got into their brains, they had already noticed the sudden and strange place.

The highest seat must be the position of the emperor, and then there is a row of long tables slightly to the side, from the first to the third position, which are Dingyuan Hou Shizi Wen Yongning, Prince An Wen Yan, and the last one.

When some people saw Luo Hanjue appearing behind Wang An, they all took a few breaths.The wine in his hand couldn't help pouring it into his belly.

What is this combination?

Some savvy minds have already begun to plan and plan.

Speaking of which, is the military power after Nanman still in Luo Hanjue's hands?

Mature old men naturally don't let their mouths go, drinking and chatting can be both good, although most of the noise is from military generals, most civil servants sit quietly in their social circles and don't move around.

Just like our Yu Xiang.

Wen Yan withdrew his gaze, although Yu Lingyi's old face was really not that old, and he didn't know how to take care of it, staying with her useless prince brother every day, he might look younger than Wen Zilan.

Before entering the table just now, some people's reactions were not insignificant. Thinking about those faces Wen Yan, some are right and some are not.

But it's been so long, it's perfectly normal for him to defect and be bribed.

So, when she showed up directly leading Luo Hanjue, the old faces of those old guys almost fell to the ground. Now that Wen Yan thinks about it, he feels that he can sleep well when he goes back.

Good things have to be shared, Wen Yan now feels that she is more and more fond of finding Luo Hanjue whenever she has something to do.

The girl hooked her lover's little finger, turned sideways and snickered, "Tell me, when I brought you out just now, did some people have very exciting expressions. It's like seeing your ancestors emerging from the ground."

Wen Yan smiled like a bear cub stealing honey, Luo Hanjue, in order not to let the obvious here get more attention, the woman had no choice but to suppress her spirit, "If you keep laughing, be careful that there will be some strange rumors."

"Hmph, let them pass it on as they please, I want to see if they have the guts." Wen Yan's eyes brightened when he heard this, and he didn't lower his voice when he spoke.

"What else can they say? I wish the whole world knew about our relationship."

A few attendants not far away seemed to have heard something mysterious, and lowered their heads even lower.

The woman sighed, and finally said nothing.

Still let this little tempered Highness go down.

It is true that His Royal Highness has a more mature and stable temper, but holding grudges should be in the same line of the Wen family.

So Wen Yongning's glaring eyes finally attracted Wen Yan's look back.

As soon as the girl turned her head, she saw the angry expression of the young man, and asked hesitantly: "Wen Yongning, if you don't feel well, go quickly, don't stay here, it's not good for your health."

Wen Yongning rolled his eyes, and the displeasure of being pigeonholed was further fueled by this sentence.

"What are you talking about? I'm in good health, so don't bother you to worry about it."

"Then why are you poking me when you have nothing to do? I have business to do now. If you want someone to play with you, you can choose to go to the tables below. They are all people. I don't think there are some uncles you know well." ?”

Wen Yan wanted to send Wen Yongning away with a few words, at most he gave the little boy a comforting look before he was ready to break the conversation.She and Luo Hanjue hadn't finished talking yet.

The eldest son who had always boasted of being daring in front of Wen Yan, but was actually a servant, was so angry that his pigtails were about to turn up again at the comforting look, but his rational box managed to catch the exploding marbles, and he barely held back. Keep the volume down: "What's the matter with you, why did my carriage go around a few more times in the morning?"

"You noticed." Wen Yan tried to encourage Wen Yongning's frustrated self-esteem with "You are so smart".

But it was different from what she expected, but it had a very good reaction.

"I'm not a fool. I was dragged away and didn't pay attention to my surroundings. I'm not that unsuspecting." Wen Yongning's sword eyebrows almost covered his double eyelids.

Wen Yan smiled, she was indeed delighted by Wen Yongning's pair of eyelids.

Before Shizi continued to blow his hair, Wen Yan began to really comfort him with a straight expression: "I've counted the time, and you will never be late. But you are indeed almost late in the morning."

Wen Yan looked at the big eyes that began to flicker on the handsome and broad face on the right, and guessed something, and felt a little amused, probably because Wen Yongning took a stroll halfway to see some excitement.

It's not like this happened once or twice.

Wen Yan was not mistaken.

There was an acrobatic performance from the Western Regions on the side of the road. He took a second look, and then wasted time.

Later, it was the coachman who reminded him that he was about to enter the palace. Wen Yongning relied on his long legs and feet to be on the passing line and did not embarrass the Hou Mansion. Wen Zibo didn't make things difficult for him and let him in directly.

But Shizi still remembered the fierce look his father gave him in the crowd, and the young man knew bitterly that he would definitely not get any good results this time around.

Looking at the culprit who was drinking calmly, Wen Yongning originally wanted to take this opportunity to "teach" Wen Yan a lesson.

His goal for the new year has been set early, which is——

——Let Wen Yan learn what it means to respect the old and love the young.

Wen Yan listened to Wen Yongning's mood swings from the system, turned his head and swallowed the newly replaced fruit wine with a smile.

The look of smiling or not made General Luo, who was sitting upright, look at him a few more times, his sleeves moved, and Luo Hanjue secretly asked what happened.

Wen Yan squeezed back and smiled without saying a word, blinking to indicate that he would tell her later.

Luo Hanjue nodded, stroked the drooping hair on the sideburns a few times, and buried the tips of the red ears tightly.

She was instantly taken aback by Wen Yan's playful wink.

But it cannot be said.

The state banquet ended here in a lively and noisy manner, and nothing unusual appeared.

Wen Zibo narrowed the look in his eyes, and the interaction between Wen Yongning and Wen Yan appeared in his mind, somewhat gratified.

He is a cool guy, it is impossible to show his happy expression in front of so many people, but in fact, the emperor at this moment exudes a kind of tender and loving fatherly feeling.But no one dared to say it. The smart people in the palace knew that what should be said should not be said, and what they wanted to say would be brought into the soil, and they couldn't say it even after death.

But there are always so many unexpected wonderful things in the world, such as people like his queen Lian Yunyue.

Just in time, when the prince was pouring wine, he raised his head and saw the uncontrollable expression on the empress's face, and secretly shouted something bad.

Sure enough, the next moment, this woman who naturally restrained Wen Zibo launched a fatal blow.

"My lord, why are you giggling?"

When Wen Zibo heard this, he couldn't help but smile in embarrassment.

Wang Gonggong knew the meaning of this sentence. His Royal Highness Wang An came to the palace to look for His Majesty once before. After leaving the bedroom, he walked in. His Majesty never stopped laughing that whole day.

I even ate two bowls of tremella soup from the empress, without even adding any sugar.

In the end, Wen Zibo didn't say anything.

He took the untouched pastry and fruit plate in front of him and put it in front of the curious person, his thin lips moved slightly, and he just "eat".

The uninformed bystanders only thought it was just a series of daily interactions between the emperor and empress, but the prince knew that this simple word expressed the infinite bitterness behind His Majesty.

Wen Zibo watched the queen eating obediently, and felt a little relieved. After the messy sacrifice process was finally exhausted, he finally had the aftertaste to take a good look at the bright red palace dress Lian Yunyue was wearing today.

The woman's stunning beauty coupled with her graceful and luxurious makeup, the queen's beauty is as untouchable as the only pearl hidden in an oyster a hundred years after it was opened, no one who sees Lian Yunyue now will be able to question her dignity as the mother of a country .

The emperor took a second look at the red body, and Wen Zibo's brows and eyes became more relaxed.

A little proud, the emperor thought it was a match he had personally selected.

Wen Zi's thin, thick black pupils were like ink that had been pushed away by water, looking at the woman beside him with an undiscoverable tenderness and purity.

It's hard to imagine that the empress of Daliang was just the daughter of a low-level military officer before that. Some officials who were dissatisfied with the hasty decision of the harem master even wanted to learn from death, and then they were snorted coldly by the emperor with a gloomy face. , The ten-year salary was instantly reduced.

Since then, no one has dared to participate in this event, after all, there is still a family to support.

But it was also in the past two years that Lian Yunyue managed the harem without picking any wrong decisions and was slowly convinced by her demeanor at various banquets. The most obvious trace is that Wen Zibo didn't need to spend more energy every day on those who impeached the queen. The memorial is crossed out.

At the beginning, his solitary bet against all opinions, until now Wen Zibo also thinks it was a correct enough time in his waywardness.

The years after he took the throne were happy.

Wen Zibo's fingers hidden in his sleeves moved slightly, and a slight touch touched his wrist, and the foreign body sensation made him loosen his wrist.

The handsome young emperor stared blankly at the empty wine glass in his hand, thinking about disposing of it later.

Sticky, don't like it.

The banquet reached the middle, and the night sky was sparkling with sparks. Whether it was people outside or inside, poor or rich, the people of the Liang Dynasty naturally ushered in a new life full of joy.

Wen Zilan naturally did the same.

He really wanted to laugh out loud.

Frenzy, grief, hatred, these bad emotions have been sucking his heart and blood, chewing on his tissues and organs for more than [-] years, all the time and pervasive.

This made Wen Zilan never give up the idea of ​​regaining the throne.

With a volatile mentality and a bloodthirsty mentality that distorts everything, his mother laughed at him back then, thinking that he was more like a woman than she was.

So, she died.

Die easily, it was one of the hundreds of ugly ways of death that Wen Zilan specially selected for this pampered woman. In order to preserve the integrity of the imperial concubine's body to the greatest extent, Wen Zilan took great pains, but in the end it was the goodwill of the Prime Minister Reminded, Wen Zilan touched his left palm with his right fist, and with a slap, he smiled and said to Concubine Yu, who was still clean and graceful in her attire back then.

——The way of death divided by five horses must be very suitable for you, mother.

At that moment, the blood from his mother finally made him feel the true meaning of maternal love.But this time, Wen Zibo's death will serve as the first fuel for Wen Zilan's rebirth, allowing him to start a new starting point.

The poisoned wine that Wen Zibo drank during the sacrifice was an unforgettable scene for the deposed prince.

He closed his eyes, barely covering the bloodshot corners of his eyes.

He thought about it countless times that day, and practiced it countless times.

When he poured poison on people himself, the excitement at the beginning also gradually faded with the repeated and ineffective deaths, but at the moment when he really saw the success himself, Wen Zilan couldn't control the throbbing in his chest at all. Joy and satisfaction, that kind of full and surging passion instantly overwhelmed the emptiness that had lasted for many years.

This is the second time, the second time he has the emotional senses of a normal person.

And what brought him all this, the once downcast dog slowly closed his eyes, raised the cup in his hand, drank with the moonlight in the sky, drank the delicious "poison", and the mellow charm swept his heart taste buds.

Wen Zilan opened his lips softly, his handsome face was rare and peaceful, the words he spit out seemed to be as mysterious as the congratulations on the sacrificial ceremony, and his expression was so solemn that he seemed to be mourning for the soon-to-be deceased.

It looked mysterious, indeed, because Wen Zilan was reading the eulogy.

Wen Zilan's soft words were lost in the hustle and bustle of the surroundings, no one knew, nowhere to be found.

In the same hustle and bustle, only one person took advantage of the sudden strong wind to read word by word silently.