There are 200 Jinshi this year, plus 100 officials and royal relatives of the previous dynasty, and the palace banquet on this day is particularly lively.The lights reflect the glass cup, the brilliance is bright, the flowers that do not belong to this season are scattered and embellished, and the large group of purple and red embraces the main seat where the emperor sits, like a spring drunk now, spit on the ground.Yuan An smelled the smell of wine, and when he saw others praising this as a jade dew, he couldn't help but have a headache.Yuyu gave him a hangover fruit before leaving, in the secret pocket of his sleeve, tiny, half the size of the tail fingernail, he took out one first and held it under his tongue, remembering that Yuyu told him that this fruit was extremely sour and astringent, not to eat too much, and pressed it under the tongue without biting it.On the side of the new science and technology jinshi, the original arrangement was to sit third, because of his own alienated aura, the first place in the second class only said hello to him and never talked to him again, and the list also felt that he was not easy to get along, so he turned his face sideways to talk to the champion Shao Junhua.Shen Hanyan was in the middle of the long seat row, his gaze crossed the shoulders and arms of a kind of jinshi, and looked at the jade-colored hairband behind Yuan Yu'an's head, slightly distracted.On the side of the courtiers and royal relatives, sitting opposite Yuan Yu'an happened to be his father Yuan Hongxi, who had severed relations.The candle flame of the ceiling smoked the glass cover slightly yellow, and in such a light, through the fish-lined palace and the wide Chinese carpet, the father and son looked at each other, two similar faces, and their expressions were equally plain, and no one softened their eyes.Yuan Yan'an remembered that when he was young, by the maple forest in his courtyard, his father took his hand and watched the servants uproot the unsatisfactory maple trees.Although he couldn't remember it clearly, he still felt that his father's eyes were very similar to those at that time.He couldn't help but think, what his father was looking at was a strong maple tree?
Or is it a maple tree with broken roots but full of greenery?
The resentment of his youth is like a golden seal made of lotus silk, which has been relieved by the tide of time, revealing a slender doubt like a meridian.Will the father regret it?
regretted that he not only healed physically, not only stood up, but also had a good time.I couldn't see any emotion in my father's sight, or there were too many emotions and too heavy, like the ground ink had been dried, and there were ripple-like uneven ink stains on the bottom of the inkstone, and no one knew what the ink was used to write in the first place.After a round of delicacies, the emperor raised his glass at the right time, and all the people sitting cross-legged raised their glasses to the main seat, and the palace banquet officially began.After drinking the wine, he bit the sour fruit under his tongue, and the extreme sourness and fruity aroma quickly diluted the wine.A round of singing and dancing and a round of wine, the atmosphere of the palace banquet relaxed.The first class jinshi directly awarded the official, different from the previous process, this time the emperor asked the personal eunuch to send a pen and paper to the three jinshi of the first class, and asked them to write down where they wanted to go and the reason.After the three of them wrote down, the eunuch took it away and presented it to the emperor, who had been talking happily and buzzing like bees, but they were also quiet at the moment, and they all looked at the three pieces of tissue paper in the emperor's hand.Only the sound of silk and bamboo is beautiful, and everyone can hear the sound of swallowing their saliva."
Ah......"
The emperor raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yuan Yu'an, and squinted at the original father on the other side, and did not speak again, only asked the eunuch to remove the paper, which meant to put it aside first.In front of everyone, the emperor took a pair of chopsticks to eat and put them on the queen's plate, as if he had just reacted and was quiet underneath, and pressed his hand to beckon everyone to be casual.The queen's eyes turned slightly, and she put it on Yuan Yu'an from time to time.The emperor naturally also found out, "Talent and appearance, and young, who does Qingqing think of?"
”"The unmarried princesses are too young, so I don't have to worry about it."
The queen laughed, "I thought of Hezhen's girl, if Yan Fu doesn't marry, she will be a twenty-year-old girl in a blink of an eye, making people see jokes."
Maybe let Hezhen contact this Tanhualang, maybe he will change his mind. ”The emperor glared and said: "That's different, this Tanhualang, the son of Hongxi, but he has left the original family and became a relative last year."
Guess whose girl he married?
”The queen came interested: "Who?"
”"The niece of Zhang's family.""
I haven't heard of it.""
That's right."
The emperor said happily, "I haven't heard of it either." ”The emperor and queen breathed a sigh of relief, the original family has always been disliked by officials, if the original family gets Tanhua, and marries a powerful high-ranking family, I am afraid that it will be even more criticized.So much best.The emperor's conversation was not deliberately suppressed, so he asked King Ning, who was at the head of the line, to listen.Ning Guangtu occasionally looked at Yuan Yu'an and felt a little ridiculous.The cripple who survived in the pile of corpses was actually healed, and even gained fame, leaving his original home did not make him obscure from now on, but gave him a new path.Is this destiny?
How could a family with blood-stained hands have such a destiny?
That's ridiculous.The palace banquet was coming to an end, and everyone was full of alcohol.The old Yushitai, who was committed to blocking the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, was in tears, saying that he had offended so many people, thinking that his daughter would not be able to get married, and finally solved his daughter's marriage; The fat-headed and big-eared Hubu Shangshu was full of sorrow, saying that his son didn't look at the good nobles of the family, but messed with a little maid; Even Yuan Hongxi, who had a solemn face, was saluted a few times, and his smile was smoked......
King M..
Ning was very interested, staggered to his feet, raised his glass with his tongue unstraight, and asked everyone: "Can you believe in karma?"
”After asking this, he shrugged his glass in the direction of Yuan Yu'an, "The new jinshi have studied hard to have today's creation, but?"
”Bangyan respectfully raised his glass and said yes, and the rest of the people also toasted without saying much.King Ning took advantage of the wine and asked Yuan Hongxi again, "Hongxi, you say, why don't you want such a good child?"
”He smiled, "What kind of karma is this for father and son to break off their relationship?"
”Hearing this, all those who were not drunk were stunned and silenced.The emperor was also a little drunk, waiting for Yuan Hongxi's answer, or the queen reminded him, and he came back to his senses, "Eighth brother, you are drunk."
Come, King Funing went down and rested. ”The style of the music changed sharply, the sound of the mustache began, and the last dancer stepped on the stage with the sound of the bell, and everyone's attention was attracted to the past, and the vignette was over.The dancer wore a royal blue skirt, which was the costume of a dancer from the Western Regions, and she wore bell strings on her wrists and ankles.Enchanting and cheerful dance, as if the dancer's feet are not the palace of Jokhang, but the desert of the Western Regions, she spins, like around an invisible bonfire, her hands on her waist, as if holding her lover, her arms stretched, and as if she is pulling her companions.Yuan Yuan remembered that Ayu in his dream was dancing solo for him, and suddenly felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, so he got up and went out to breathe.I never thought that I would meet my original father outside the temple gate.Father and son, in the end, relatively silent.The question asked by King Ning, Yuan Yu'an actually didn't really want to know his father's answer, perhaps, if he was facing his mother at the moment, he might ask, but in the face of his father, he didn't want to speak.He knew that even if he asked, his father wouldn't answer.It was a foregone conclusion, and the gap in his heart was deep enough that it couldn't be filled no matter what.The cool air of the night filled his lungs, and Yuan Yu'an suddenly calmed down.He bowed politely to his father, and then passed by.The hexagonal palace lamp was dim and quiet, and the distance between the two was getting farther and farther away.Yuan Hongxi turned sideways, looked at his son's tall and thin back, rolled his throat twice, and finally said a sentence - "I am very happy that you can grow up safely." ”Just at the end of the song, Hu Ji's desolation spread extremely far and profoundly.The father's voice also seemed to be tainted with the timbre of the beard.He settled down and walked away.The light pressed on the back of his shoulder, and he walked very heavy, not looking back once.