Chapter 343: Family dinner

There are so many noble honors in the capital, so except for some people who are often in front of him and who are important, even if Emperor Jingming has seen Dongping, he has no impression now.
And it was such an unimpressed person who was mentioned again and again this year, and every time he was the unprovoked party for no reason, it was impossible for Emperor Jingming to be curious.
Looking at the emperor’s curious eyes, Pan Hai silently rolled his eyes, and screamed in a certain direction: "Return to the emperor, the table in the southwest corner is the second one from the inside."
Southwest corner?
Emperor Jingming squinted his eyes and looked far away.
Pan Hai's clear cough sounded: "The emperor, that's the southeast corner..."
Emperor Jingming couldn't hold his face, and his face sank: "Why, can't I look elsewhere?"
Pan Hai twitched his mouth.
Emperor Jingming finally saw Jiang Ancheng's appearance and was slightly surprised.
Uncle Dong Ping is actually a handsome man. It stands to reason that people who are born well will not have bad luck.
"emperor--"
"Ok?"
"Is it time for a banquet?" Pan Hai reminded in a low voice.
"Uh, have a banquet."
Pan Hai immediately raised his voice: "Open the banquet"
Xungui Baiguan immediately got up to thank you.
Emperor Jingming took the wine glass handed over by Pan Hai, and respected the courtier according to the usual practice in previous years. This time, he toasted the glass far away, facing the southwest corner.
Shangyi is unpredictable, and it is Shangyi that people like to speculate most.
The emperor's toast this year actually faced the southwest corner. Could there be someone who the emperor valued over there?
The honorable officials cast their gazes towards the southwest corner.
There are no special people. Those who sit in that position are noble nobles. They don’t even have the opportunity to show their faces in front of the emperor all the year round. Especially Dong Ping Bo, who is not going well this year, is so bad that he doesn’t want to be at the same table with him. Up.
Very happy, the dancing silk and bamboo rang, and the coveted chops gradually became lively.
Emperor Jingming ate a few mouthfuls of food at will, and continued to gossip with his confidant Pan Hai: "Jiang Shaoqing looks older than his brother."
Master Jiang Er is now Shaoqing of Taipu Temple, and he is considered a familiar face in front of Emperor Jingming. This is why Master Jiang Er has a better face than Jiang Ancheng.
One was registered in front of the emperor, and the other was one who couldn't attack the nobility once he closed his eyes a hundred years later. In the eyes of the world, who is more decent is self-evident.
Pan Hai glanced sympathetically at Master Jiang Er.
The emperor said it euphemistically, and what Lao Cheng meant was that Jiang Shaoqing was not as good-looking as Dong Ping Bo!
"I heard that their brothers are not much different in age."
"Uh." Emperor Jingming replied casually, looking at Jiang Ancheng's pleasing face, and suddenly became curious again, "The two married women of Dongping Bo's house are both unfair, and it's because their appearances are not good. The mother?"
Pan Hai glanced left and right, raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The emperor, you can't go back to the palace to talk about these questions. If people hear that the monarch of the country cares about this, it is not ashamed!
No matter how defamatory, the emperor's words must answer: "The servants heard that the girls in Dongping Bofu are all outstanding beauties."
"Where is the fourth girl Jiang?" Emperor Jingming asked a ghost.
Pan Hai has never seen how Jiang Si is born, but he really knows.
The Dongchang eyeliner he is in charge of is spread all over the place. A few days ago, the Dongping Bo's House took Zhu's family to court, and Miss Jiang Si was publicly exposed in the court. Those officials in the court happened to have Dongchang people.
According to reports from her subordinates, Miss Jiang Si is a beauty who is all over the country.
But how to report to the emperor, Pan Hai hesitated a bit.
If you were to tell the truth, would the emperor bring the fourth girl Jiang into the palace?
Emperor Jingming raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
Pan Hai's heart shuddered, and he hurriedly said, "It is said that the four girls of Jiang are amazing."
Emperor Jing Ming was surprised to be called a special by Pan Hai.
From this point of view, Miss Jiang Si must be a gorgeous beauty.
Such a beauty, that boy from the Anguo family actually retired?
After Emperor Jingming was curious, he set aside the matter and enjoyed singing and dancing.
It was dark early in winter, and once the banquet was over, and after a short break, the mighty team returned to the city.
Hunting and hunting with colorful flags along the way, the music was melodious, and hundreds of people stood on both sides of the street and watched the imperial Luangjia. Emperor Jingming also sat in the carriage and looked at his people with a smile.
After returning to the imperial palace, Emperor Jingming's high spirits fell.
From the vast world outside to the immutable palace, anyone will feel a little depressed.
But no matter what the mood is, the family banquet in the evening must be refreshed.
Emperor Jingming took a break in his busy schedule, changed into his normal clothes, and headed to the Hall of Longevity.
Family banquets in the palace have always been held in the Hall of Longevity. For Yu Jin, this was the first time he attended such an occasion.
The endless music, the light-clothed court ladies, and the sleepy warmth made Yu Jin very bored.
But no matter how boring, he still has to come over, and he still counts on the emperor Lao Tzu for his lifelong events.
There was a low giggle.
Yu Jin has good ears and can hear clearly.
"That's Brother Seven. I heard that he was okay and fought with other emperor brothers. I didn't expect to be quite delicate..."
"Huh, no matter how delicate it is, he is a savage who can only do things, what's so good to see."
...
Yu Jin glanced there, dazzled by the string of princesses.
There are at least a dozen princesses, the emperor Laozi can really give birth!
Scanning another row of princes, Yu Jin laughed at himself.
If he can't be born, maybe he won't be born.
Although he was sent out of the palace since he was born, and almost never enjoyed the treatment of the prince, let alone the warmth from his parents, Yu Jin never thought that his fate was so miserable. It would be good if he had not given birth to himself.
Just kidding, how nice to be alive, if you have never been in this world, how would you meet him?
Yu Jin picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for himself.
Silver jug, white jade glass, amber wine.
Yu Jin picked up the wine glass and put it to the end of his nose, sniffing, taking a sip.
There was a low laughter.
You don't need to listen carefully, you also know that those princesses were laughing and pouring the wine by themselves.
Yu Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at him like electricity.
The princesses fell silent immediately, and some of them blushed quietly and lowered their heads.
No matter how rude and unruly this emperor brother was, he had to admit that among the many emperor brothers, the seven emperor brothers had a good life, and it was inexplicably frustrating when looking at people.
It's like... like if you talk more, you will be beaten like those emperors...
Yu Jin retracted his gaze and turned his hand to the jade cup.
"The emperor is here, the empress is here—"
With a loud shout, the ritual music stopped, and Emperor Jingming walked into the hall with the queen.
Everyone in the hall immediately got up and paid respect.
Emperor Jingming pressed his hands down: "Sit down, it's all a family, no need to be polite."
Going out of the palace to worship the sky is tired enough, he doesn't want to carry it at the family banquet anymore.
Emperor Jingming sat down lazily and began to look at his concubines and children.