Until Hua Ling's ninth birthday, Hua Beichen had no intention of leaving Luo She's body.
"How did you come here possessed by Han Yan?"
Hua Ling took the clothes for her birthday party prepared by Hua Mu and Duanmu Wuxiang from the servant, and put them on by herself in the room, talking to Hua Beichen while putting them on.
"Those who were executed originally had the idea of collaborating with the army in the west to defeat the Rui State. When Han Yan followed his father to the west, he fell into the bottom of the cliff where I am, so I borrowed his body and returned here.
." Hua Beichen stood aside and watched Hua Ling get dressed, and from time to time helped Hua Ling tidy up her collar and clothes.
"Since Prime Minister Qiao and the others are determined to backstab the emperor, they will not do anything to the prince easily. It will be easily exposed. Was it your idea to set the fire?"
"Yes, I tricked them into thinking it was a good idea."
"In fact, you just pushed them into the pit of fire. As long as you enter the palace and possess anyone who can get close to the father, you will be able to control the power of the world."
"Are you so sure I won't do anything to Chong'an?"
"Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds." Hua Ling put on the last robe and patted the hem, "Otherwise, you could have directly possessed my father in the lobby that day, but you would be more likely to be suspected."
"Is it easier to be recognized after possessing Chong'an?"
"You can't imitate your father's love for your mother. You will definitely be suspected on the first day."
"Isn't this no different from Luo She?"
"Don't underestimate the queen mother and concubines. Women are no less capable than men."
Hua Beichen was thinking about Hua Ling's words, and suddenly thought of something from the words. He raised his eyes and met Hua Ling's eyes. Hua Ling turned sideways and glanced at Hua Beichen. Hua Beichen was seen covered in cold sweat, and she opened the door to the bedroom.
Then he waved to Hua Beichen: "Let's go to the birthday party."
Hua Beichen had never celebrated birthdays during his lifetime, so he naturally didn't understand what was so good about this birthday party. When they arrived at the place where the banquet was held, they saw the emperor and queen sitting on raised seats, the concubines sitting together, and the princes
Sitting together, the ministers sat in other positions.
The birthday girl and her bodyguards also sat together, right in front of the emperor and empress. Hua Ling and Hua Beichen bowed to the emperor and empress: "Father, I'm late."
"It doesn't matter, you are the birthday girl today, whatever you do is acceptable." Hua Mu smiled and gestured for Hua Ling to take a seat. After Hua Ling and Hua Beichen took their seats, the maids came in with food.
Various delicacies from the mountains and seas were brought to the table, and everyone laughed and chatted. Hua Beichen was shocked by the scene in front of him. He did not expect that the palace would be such a grand scene.
"Are you surprised? Who would believe that you are the Supreme Emperor?" Hua Ling ate the food in the bowl and watched Hua Beichen's every move with interest.
Hua Beichen finally picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, picked up the food and put it into his mouth. He was so happy that he couldn't help but subconsciously said after hearing Hua Ling's words: "Just believe it, can't you?" After saying that, he reacted and covered his mouth. He still looked casually.
Spend time eating slowly.
"Are you a child? You are so panicked because of one sentence. Eat well."
While we were eating, a minister suddenly stood up and said, "Today is the prince's ninth birthday banquet, and I have a gift for His Royal Highness." Then one by one, the ministers stood up and said in unison that they also had gifts for them.
Hua Ling just wanted to concentrate on eating, and the food was getting cold while watching.
Forget it, let them do it.
Most people gave them decorations, sculptures and other common objects, and a small number of people gave them weapons.
After the last gift was delivered, suddenly Hua Ling's maid, Hong Zao, ran over in a panic, holding a rolled up bamboo scroll in her hand.
Because he was running too fast and didn't look at the road, he tripped over the steps and rolled directly to Hua Ling's dining table, with his feet in the air.
After Hongzao stood up, she quickly checked to see if the scroll in her hand was okay. After confirming that it was okay, she felt relieved. She looked around and found that she had rolled in front of Hua Ling, who was looking at her with a half-smile.
Hong Zao was so frightened that she knelt down: "Master, I'm sorry, Hong Zao didn't mean to offend!"
"It's okay, get up." Hua Ling had already eaten and drank enough. At this time, he was supporting his head with one hand and pointed at the bamboo roll in Hong Zao's hand, "What is this?"
Hong Zao flattened the bamboo roll and patted it so that the content on the bamboo slice could be completely presented in front of Hua Ling and the emperor, and then turned it around to show the people sitting around.
"This picture is the master's family portrait drawn by all our servants. The emperor, queen, concubines and princes are all in it. Although we servants don't know a few Chinese characters, we specially asked Wei Wei Fan to teach us how to write our signatures.
Next to the name is the signature of the servant who participated in the painting." Hong Zao said with tears in her eyes, "Master, this is our birthday gift to you, and it can also be regarded as our gift to your entire family. Hong Zao wants to thank you.
The queen picked up red dates from the roadside at that time, so that red dates can have such a good working environment now..."
As Hong Zao said these words, many servants walked over from where Hong Zao ran out just now, and walked to the front of the banquet hall to talk about their experiences one by one. Everyone prepared small gadgets for Hua Ling.
Son, there is almost no room for the flowers on the table.
"Such a lot of things were actually supposed to be taken out when the master was old, but we really can't wait to hand these things over to the master. We hope the master won't dislike it." Hong Zao and other servants bowed together, and the scene was also the same.
quite splendid.
"No, no, I won't find it objectionable. There are many traces of handicrafts visible in these. Why do we dislike it after you have prepared them for so long?"
Hua Ling brought some of these things to Hua Mu and Duanmu Wuxiang, and shared them with her parents. Hua Mu liked a wooden bead inside, and Duanmu Wuxiang took out a thin rope bracelet and put it on.
Then he looked at the family portrait that Hong Zao took out: "Hey? You also included Fan Zhe and Luo She. You are so thoughtful."
Fan Zhe and Luo She, who are bodyguards, also play the role of protectors in the painting, looking heroic.
"And Zhou Mohe... is that the emperor's uncle?" Hua Ling suddenly spotted Zhou Mo and Gu Xiangqiu standing in the corner. It was indeed true, they were also family members.
"We had a lot of discussions with Fan Shiwei when we were painting, and then we found out that the Imperial Preceptor is also a child of the royal family, so the Imperial Preceptor and General Gu were added in a hurry. I'm sorry..."
"There is nothing to apologize for. You are already very considerate." Hua Ling comforted Hong Zao and handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
At this time, the princes started discussing.
Hua Luo asked first: "Zhou Mo? Imperial Master? Is he our brother?"
Hua Ning thought for a moment: "It seems to be the child of the father's elder brother."
Huazhu's tone was a little pity: "My grandfather's children are only the father and uncle Gu. Zhou Mo must be very sad."
Hua Shuo suddenly said: "But I feel that Zhou Mo doesn't care too much about this."
The princes all looked at Hua Shuo, and Hua Shuo led the princes to look at Zhou Mo. At this time, Zhou Mo was looking attentively at a book among the gifts just given by the courtiers. It was Zhou Mo who passed by Hua Shuo after asking in a low voice.
Zero agreed to take it away.
"You see, he has his own spiritual world and does not need us to feel sorry for him." Hua Shuo said with a smile.