Feng Qingbo withdrew his gaze from Ba Nian if nothing had happened, and looked at the banquet room casually.
Directly opposite is the Xiliang Envoy Group, and next to the Envoy Group is the Nanling Supervisor, who is so eloquent that Wendou can't suffer.
In his attendance, Yuan Lao, Liu Zhixia and other ministers who can be used by the emperor were in order. Sitting behind them were their family members, and further down were the third and fourth rank senior officials.
Looking at each other with Liu Zhixia, Feng Qingbai looked behind him, and Fu Yuzheng also came, carrying edamame.
Slightly surprised, Feng Qingbo raised his eyebrows, and Feng Qingbai waved at Edou, and Edoudou immediately ran from there in excitement. When he reached him, his voice was crisp, "Uncle!"
People around him turned their eyes, and Fu Yuzheng blushed at the sound of his son.
On this occasion, it is the envoy of another country who entertains him. It is really inappropriate for the child to call King Nanling as his uncle on the court.
She didn't expect that the prince would call the child over, so she didn't make a good explanation in advance, and now it was too late to teach. Staring at the side of her eyes, Fu Yuzheng calmed down quickly and asked her man for help.
The man only glanced back at her with a smile, then handed her a fruit plate, "It's okay, the prince is very lonely alone, let Mao Dou sit with him."
At the end, he said, "Eat, there are grapes you like."
Fu Yuzheng really wanted to help her forehead, and her man's heart was too big.
In the end, I took the opportunity of handing grapes to the man and asked in a quiet voice, "Is it true that it doesn't matter?"
"Don't worry too much," the man picked up grapes, "I'm here."
A smile overflowed from the corner of Fu Yuzheng's eyes. He had just shook her hand, and it would leave as soon as he touched it, but the temperature remaining on the back of her hand made her feel at ease.
She was not afraid of such occasions, but worried that the childish language would bring unnecessary trouble to the prince and Zhixia.
However, since he told her not to worry, then she didn't worry about it.
She wasn't the former Fu Yuzheng who had no choice but to support herself.
She has him.
The table was opened, and after the emperor said some scenes, singing and dancing took place in the center of the venue.
Old Yuan Yuan was sitting between Feng Qingbai and Liu Zhixia, his eyes half-open and half-closed, his long eyebrows slightly drooping, and he looked like an old man, seeming to be trying to listen to songs and dances, but in fact the old man's mouth moved slightly and he was pulling Liu Zhixia and sighing.
"Unexpectedly, King Nanling would make a piece of edamame with your family. It's not like him, it's too unlike him. The emperor has followed him since he was a child, and he didn't have a good face when he was a child."
Liu Zhixia smiled and said, "If you become a daddy, your heart will naturally be softer, and King Nanling is not static."
"Something makes sense." Old Yuan nodded, and then changed the conversation, "Last time I asked you to visit the house, you didn't come, and since then, no one played chess with the old man anymore. Do you dislike the old man and win too much?"
"Old Yuan is misunderstood. It is a blessing for the younger generation to get Old Yuan to give advice on chess. It’s just that the younger generation has a wife and children in their homes, and they are busy with official duties. They don’t have much time to spend with them, but when they have free time, they always think about it. Stay with them more and take the responsibility of being your husband as your father."
Old Yuan was silent for a moment and nodded, "What you said is right, you should do your best to do your best, so when there is a chance, so as not to regret it in the future... Okay, when you have time, think of the old man, come to Yuan Mansion at any time. ."
"must."
In the back, Fu Yuzheng's eyebrows became more honeyed.
Old Yuan Yuan, she had heard of this person a little bit when she was with the prince's side, and he was a weird temper. The elders of the three dynasties later got older and didn't care much anymore. He rarely interacted with people from the dynasties, and he was very withdrawn.
After so many years, I knew that Xia had made him look different.
As for the reason why Yuan Lao looked at him differently, she could faintly guess something. Because Zhixia has nothing to do with him.
The elders of the three dynasties, their status, status, and connections are there. The utility of being an official, many people crowded around him were not pure-hearted, so Yuan Yuan did not wait to see those people.
At such an old age, he is always alone, so Yuan Lao is actually very lonely.
So it's rare to meet someone who looks pleasing to the eye, so I grabbed it.
After thinking about it, I felt a sight always falling on me. I followed and looked at the girl sitting behind Yuan Lao, seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, almond eyes, a straight nose and a small mouth, and a beauty. Son.
This should be Yuan Yunqiao, the only great-grandson daughter of Old Yuan.
Fu Yuzheng smiled at her, and the girl returned her with a smile to greet her.
Soon an official came over to toast Yuan Lao and Liu Zhixia, and took Fu Yuzheng's attention away, so that she didn't notice, and the girl's sight fell more on Liu Zhixia in front of her.
Compared to these two seats, Feng Qingbai had no one at the table except himself.
No one has the guts to make a toast with King Nanling.
It wasn't that I didn't want to, or I didn't dare, the prince had accumulated too much prestige, and the officials couldn't drink the wine anymore with a glance.
So it is very clean, and the edamame can be eaten happily in a clean environment.
"Uncle, where's Croton and Red Bean?"
"at home."
Edamame's eyes lit up, "Are you in the palace?"
"No, the home of Xinghua Village."
"Oh," the edamame came down, "I miss them, uncle."
"Yeah." Raising his hand to wipe off the cake powder at the corner of the baby's mouth, Feng Qingbai called the maidservant, "Let the steamed egg custard from the Yushan Fang bring it up."
This kind of palace banquet is for adults. Except for the dessert and fruit plate, there is no food suitable for small children on the menu.
Even if there were, no one would dare to call the Imperial Dining Room directly like King Nanling.
"Uncle, I want to drink sweet soup."
"No, bad teeth." After a pause, seeing the baby's aggrieved expression, Feng Qingbai added, "I will still get fat."
"Too grandma said fat is cute." Edamame defended.
The uncle pointed to the only round envoy in the envoys opposite, "I'm so fat."
Edamame shook, "Uncle, I don't drink sweet soup."
The man nodded in satisfaction.
The banquet is noisy, and there is still a distance between the banquets facing each other, and normal people cannot hear what the opposite person is saying. But for those who practice martial arts, this distance is equal to nothing. Ba Nian listened to the conversation between the two.
His eyes flashed across the dark, holding the wine glass, got up and walked to the opposite side.
"My lord, don't come here unharmed."
The man raised his eyebrows, "Have I seen you?"
Ba Nian, "..."
The two knew that King Nanling had been to Xiliang and stayed in Xiliang Palace.
But it is true that the two have never met each other, at least in Ba Nian's impression, they have never seen King Nanling.
So he said this sentence, don't come to nothing, it's wrong.
He was grabbed by the man and hit a soft nail.
After all, Ba Nian is not an ordinary person, and he returned to normal in an instant. He raised a glass and laughed, "The Emperor Ba Nian of Xiliang has long admired the prince's name. Here, I respect the prince."
After talking with great interest, waiting for the man to respond, he felt that the Nanling King was not happy with him, and he didn't scan his face when he saw him. Then, would he pick up this glass of wine