Half an hour ago, Si Yiluo presented the case against His Royal Highness Prince Rong. Emperor Yao read it in silence and asked, "Why are there two copies?"
Si Yiluo dug a hole for Zhou Yu.
"The other one was found by His Royal Highness Prince Yu. The one found by the lower official is not accurate. Your Highness has some supplementary information here."
"Oh?" Emperor Yao reopened the two files and compared them, "Gong Xichun and Prince Chang met in private? He suspected that the assassination you encountered outside the city was not a coincidence?"
Si Yiluo bowed and said: "I dare not lie, I have already asked someone to investigate."
A case involved four princes. Emperor Yao collected the files and handed them to Wan Zhong.
"Let's deal with it. This case is over. No one should mention it again."
For the sake of the royal family, this case can only end here.
Si Yiluo and Wan Zhong responded in unison. Emperor Yao's face was calm. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he himself knew.
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The queen of the banquet brought us to our seats.
"rise--"
Si Yiluo found Shen Moran from the crowd and gave her a reassuring look. She happened to see Xiang Xiao raise his head and smile at her. She frowned expressionlessly.
With everyone watching on the high platform, there was a gaze that was so hot that even Wei Heyan noticed it. He looked at it thoughtfully, and Zhou Chang immediately turned his gaze away.
The nine princes in the hall were uniformly dressed in Panlong uniforms, which symbolized their status. They were very noble. They stood up in uniform movements. The brothers stood together and looked particularly eye-catching.
Only Zhou Zhan moved a step slower, and Yinyue supported him with both hands and placed him on the seat. He was panting from exhaustion and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, attracting the attention of other princes on both sides.
"Seventh brother, are you okay?"
Zhou Yu stood next to him and ordered the chamberlain: "Go and get a soft cushion."
The chamberlain brought a soft cushion and helped him lean back on the chair with Yinyue. He weakly waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
Zhou Yu looked at him worriedly.
If he hadn't tested his acting skills, Si Yiluo would have really thought that he was about to leave Hexi.
Zhou Zhan raised his head, looked at her and looked away.
Si Yiluo heard a faint hum in his ear.
He looked at the faces of several people, and Wei Heyan said in a low voice: "I don't know which one Master Si has his eyes on..."
Si Yiluo didn't want to fall into the inferior position, so he turned his head and looked at him, imitating his tone and said: "The inferior officer is looking at the governor now. Could it be that he also has a crush on the governor?"
She didn't understand Wei Heyan's sinister tone, but the girl's clear and cold voice gave the words a hint of coquettishness, touching the tip of Wei Heyan's heart and sending a chilling sensation from head to toe.
He secretly opened his sleeves and took a look. The hairs on his arms stood up and his skin trembled.
Looking back at Si Yiluo, the girl smiled politely and turned away, not feeling anything wrong with her words at all.
Wan Zhong finished singing the proclamation and announced the start of the banquet.
A feast of flowers, peonies are the theme of today’s banquet.
The opening ceremony was the dance Peony Love prepared by Furong Pavilion, in which the newly minted Oiran girl played the role of the Peony Fairy, staging a three-life love affair with Lu Dongbin.
The dance of the beauty is like a butterfly standing on a flower branch, with stunning grace and grace.
Shen Moran had seen the bustle of Miss Jun when she was parading in the street. She lowered her voice and whispered in Shen Mingshu's ear: "I wonder if my sister's water sleeve dance can compare to this oiran lady..."
Pearls and jade are in front, if you can't surpass them, you will appear mediocre.
Shen Mingshu's face turned ugly and she picked up the teacup to hide her jealousy.
The flowerbed between the men's and women's seats is actually a peony bonsai placed by the palace servants. The half-person-high flower plant can separate people but not sound.
Zhou Zhan, who has both ears and eyesight, happened to hear this sentence while holding his cup of water.
I thought to myself, which daughter of a wealthy family speaks so wickedly? If the other party refutes it, wouldn't it mean that she is comparing herself to a brothel girl? If she admits that she is not comparable, then she is not even as good as a brothel girl...
Through the gap between the flower plants, I could see a hint of blue skirt. She was in the front seat at the palace banquet, so she must have a high status.
The second program was a sword dance performed by sisters Fu Shuang and Fu Yue, and Yue Beishu from Lingyin Pavilion also appeared.
The pipa and bamboo flute played out the tenderness and desolation beyond the golden sword and the iron horse, and Fuyue's sword dance vividly expressed the general's heroic ambition and helpless forbearance.
The government took the lead in appraising oirans for the sake of money. The oirans selected were able to perform in the palace for the sake of fame. The reason for being famous was to make more money, and everyone took what they needed.
The two dances attracted a lot of praise from the audience.
The literati and poets like romance, have outstanding literary talents, and the courtiers who like poetry and music will bring paper and pen to write pictures and poems on the spot.
The female guests were also talking a lot. The talents prepared by many daughters were too inferior compared to the opening show. Although they could not be generalized, they were not willing to be suppressed by the singer, and they discussed countermeasures with those close to them.
Zhou Zhan heard the voice behind him saying again: "Sister, besides dancing, do you have any other talents that you can show off? Look over there, that lady also dances with water sleeves..."
This time he finally heard a counterattack, but the opponent's counterattack was nothing compared to her poisonous tongue.
"Sister, please take care of yourself first, don't really act out your abacus then."
Abacus? What kind of talent is that?
A smile appeared on Zhou Zhan's lips as he held the rim of the cup. When he found Zhou Chang opposite him looking at him, he immediately choked and coughed, spilling the water all over his body.
Shen Moran frowned at the heartbreaking coughing sound that seemed to be coming out of his chest. He was the only sick person in the whole place, and it was difficult to figure out who he was.
Can Zhou Zhan really live to the day he succeeds to the throne?
She fell into deep doubt.
The empress who was chatting with Xiao Yuanjin and Xiao Poyun was interrupted by his cough. The empress cast her eyes over and said with concern: "Isn't A Zhan feeling better? Hurry and ask for the imperial doctor!"
Yinyue helped him calm down his breath, and Zhou Zhan finally stopped coughing, but his face was red from holding in and his speech was weak.
"After returning to my mother, my son fell into the water last time and contracted the wind and cold. He is much better now, so there is no need to trouble..."
In front of all the officials, Emperor Yao did not hesitate to show his fatherly side.
"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the side hall and lie down. You don't have to stay with me the whole time."
"Thank you, Father." Zhou Zhan took a deep breath and said angrily, "The room is too stuffy. I haven't seen such liveliness in a long time. I want to sit there for a while."
"My son, try your best not to cough, so as not to disturb your father and mother..."
Zhou Zhan's expression was pitiful, and the way he covered his lips and tried to hold back was heartbreaking.
His request is not too much.
As we all know, His Royal Highness King Zhan almost never attended palace banquets in the past when he was seriously ill. After he was divided into palaces, he never left home.
Wei Er was assassinated both times he went out.
His Royal Highness King Zhan is young, so it is natural that he likes romance. The palace is safe and bustling, and the young man's sickly face looks a little more like fireworks.
Emperor Yao said helplessly: "Don't force it. If you can't hold it any longer, just tell your fifth brother."
Zhou Yu accepted the offer and turned around to use a handkerchief to wipe the water stains on his clothes.
In the eyes of Emperor Yao, this move was not a matter of brotherly love, but... a win-win.
Looking at Zhou Chang and Zhou Rong again, Zhou Rong's politeness turned into winning people's hearts, and Zhou Chang's unrestrained and unrestrained turned into ulterior motives. They were all thinking about his throne.
Feeling the change in Yao Emperor's aura, Si Yiluo's lips curled up slightly.
The banquet has just begun, the sky is still bright, and the golden sunshine shines on the large peonies.
Xiao Poyun looked at the delicate branches of the peony flowers, then glanced sideways at the ladies on the field who were as delicate as flowers, and let out a soft chuckle.
Princess Rong received the hint from Concubine Xian and turned to Xiao Poyun and said, "I wonder what Princess Poyun thinks of Shengjing City?"
Xiao Poyun said without sincerity: "It's acceptable."
The tone of her answer was blunt, but Princess Rong did not feel embarrassed and continued: "The climate in the north is cold and not as good as Shengjing City for living and raising people. The princess has an outstanding appearance and is as young as a flower. When she settles in Shengjing City in the future, she will inevitably have to follow the local customs."
"The custom of the Hundred Flowers Banquet is to attract good friends by throwing bricks and mortar. Today, all the daughters of famous families present will perform their talents, and the princess will also be invited to comment on them."