On the east side of the third floor of Baoyue Building, there is a large flower hall, half of the building is facing the sky, and you can just see the hall on the first floor downstairs. The large barbarian blanket downstairs is red with a fishy smell, which has a special flavor.
There are distinguished guests in the building today, so this half of the flower hall was vacated. When entering the flower hall, the second prince's eyes subconsciously looked at the door, and saw two words written in gold paint on it, he couldn't help being curious. What do these two words mean.
"Hongmen"
As the master, Fan Xian welcomed everyone into the hall with a calm smile. The flower hall was separated by screens and velvet curtains, and the heat was steaming. Wear an inner singlet.
enough. There were all kinds of exquisite tea and snacks on the table, and the dishes used were also good things from Jiangnan. The wine was filled with top-quality glasses. They are all beautiful, gentle and silent.
The crown prince naturally sat in the most honorable position. He looked at Fan Xian and scolded with a smile: "You are the only one who enjoys such a good experience. Look at the things here, they are all from the three major workshops, and the palace is still counting on changing them." Silver, how dare you not spend money like you."
Qing people's customs are simple and simple, and even the royal family officials are a little more self-respecting. They are not as extravagant as the Northern Qi court. The banquet held by Fan Xian today is indeed a bit out of bounds. Everyone knew that the current internal treasury was under Fan Xian's single-handed control, and there was no problem in mobilizing some expenses, but it was not clear whether His Highness the Crown Prince was secretly stabbing something by saying this with a smile.
Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile, "If you can enjoy it, you have to hurry up and enjoy it."
Xue Qing naturally sat at the first table on the left. He came to see a play today by order, so naturally he didn't care about anything. Besides, he has been in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, and he seems to be used to this kind of enjoyment. With admiration, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he laughed, thinking that living in Kyoto is not easy, but unfortunately, the enjoyment is far less than that in Jiangnan.
After the banquet started, the girls were silent and began to pour wine for the guests on the tables. Although they had undergone special training for the past two days, when they opened their eyes suddenly, they saw so many important figures in the Daqing Dynasty. I couldn't help being a little nervous, and my rosy lips were tightly pressed.
The princes and officials in this city have all rolled in the Fengyue field, but suddenly so many people gathered in one hall, it is really a bit overwhelming.
In fact, there were not many guests, there were about ten people, each of them had a girl sitting beside them, and a personal attendant kneeling behind them, but the flower hall was quite full.
The person who served Fan Xian was none other than the treasurer of Baoyue Tower, Miss Sang Wensang.
On such an occasion today, it is naturally embarrassing to drink and chatter at the beginning of the show, drink frequently, touch breasts and buttocks, especially Xue Qing and the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council are here, the young nobles are still somewhat self-confident. It was quiet and dull for a while, just talking about some idle jokes in the court, such as Master Shu passed out drunk on the snowy street yesterday and so on.
Anyway, Shu Wu has a calm personality and doesn't care how the juniors make fun of him.
No one dared to make fun of these princes with Fan Xian, especially Fan Xian. Everyone was still guessing what the real purpose of today's meal was.
Amidst the embarrassment, Xue Qing drank wine by himself, and played with the little hand of the girl next to him. This adult suddenly lost his official air, and he felt a little bit like a middle-aged prodigal son. It seems that the Shuge back then The bachelor also fought against the skeletons of the Red Chamber.
The second prince took a sip, looked at Fan Xian across the way, smiled slightly, and said, "Anzhi, I haven't been to Baoyue Building for a year, and I found that the girls in this building are much prettier than before."
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The atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. Fan Xian and the second prince must have someone to start talking.
"Bullshit." Fan Xian scolded with a smile: "For today's battle, it is impossible for this family to serve you well... To tell you the truth, the thirteen girls in this building today are not just me. The women in the building, I have invited all the most famous women in Beijing... Whether it is the flower boat in Liujinghe, or Jiaofang, if you leave this building tonight, if you can find another popular girl, I lost."
Everyone was stunned, thinking that this was a big deal, not about spending money, but that in just one day, the romantics in Kyoto obediently confessed to their most famous girl, Fan Xian's power, as expected To the point of... outrageous...
Everyone glanced sideways, and saw the girls beside them shyly lowered their heads, took a closer look, everyone couldn't help being amused, and recognized that this was someone from Liujinghe, and that was a certain lady from the Jiaofang Division. They are all old acquaintances.
Only the eyes of the second prince dimmed. It is absurd to say that among the dozen or so girls upstairs, there are actually four girls who belonged to the Liujinghe matter that Shizi Hongcheng was in charge of before, but after Yuan Meng died in Jiangnan, Shi Qing'er turned against Voting for Fan Xian, Li Hongcheng was banned by King Jing...
He raised his head and took a look at Fan Xian from a distance. He saw Fan Xian's face was calm, but there was a half-smile in his eyes. He didn't know for a while whether Fan Xian wanted to demonstrate through this trivial incident, or whether he had other ideas.
The second prince smiled slightly and said: "Baoyue Building is well managed, I think it all depends on Miss Sang's ingenuity and insight, I offer you a toast."
After saying this, he raised the wine bottle in his hand and respected Sang Wen who was beside Fan Xian from afar.
As a prince, he claims to be subordinate, which is also in line with his usual gentle style, and in the field of love, it doesn't make sense to talk about superiority and inferiority blindly. Everyone doesn't care, they just care...why the first cup Want to respect Sangwen? Where does this leave today's master, Fan Xian
At this moment, Sang Wen was leaning against Fan Xian, holding a stick of moss to his lips. Hearing this, he couldn't help being startled, and looked back at Fan Xian.
Fan Xian smiled and nodded, Sang Wen stood up, gave the second prince a little blessing, drank the cup, did not wait for the second prince to say anything, poured another cup, and invited His Royal Highness the crown prince and the first prince.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a little weird today, he only cares about joking with the beautiful woman in his arms, and that beautiful woman has been coaxed by the crown prince, and her whole body has already softened. The prince seemed very pleased with himself, and he didn't pay much attention to the turmoil between the second prince and Fan Xian at the banquet.
The eldest prince and Sang Wen had a drink, but sighed.
The second prince's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It's rare for friends to be present today, and there are always some entertainment programs. Since Miss Sang became the shopkeeper of Baoyuelou, everyone in the capital has never had this kind of blessing. I wonder if we can invite Miss Sangwen. Sing a song."
Sang Wen smiled slightly, his gentle face was calm, he stood up, and was about to fetch the piano, but unexpectedly, Fan Xian held his hand.
Fan Xian took Sang Wen's hand, looked at the second prince quietly, and said, "Sang Wen won't sing now."
Sang Wen was taken aback, thinking why the banquet should be disturbed because of such a trivial matter? She has been a singer since she was a child, and she has long been used to singing at banquets, but for a moment she forgot that Fan Xian was the one who was most reluctant to let her own people serve others.
The second prince frowned, a look of puzzlement flashed across his pretty face, he didn't seem to expect Fan Xian to be so tough, after the banquet, they were testing each other's attitudes, he also wanted to know, Fan Xian's return to Beijing this time, Exactly how to prepare, then said two sentences in succession.
Unexpectedly, Fan Xian's response was so unpleasant.
Fan Xian glanced at the second prince, and thought that today's scenery was made by himself, but the purpose... was to spoil the scenery. Ren Shao'an, Zhengqing of Taichang Temple, who was sitting below him, tugged at his sleeve to remind him to pay attention, but he just smiled.
The deputy envoy of the Privy Council narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Master Xiao Fan said this... How can it be possible to ask this girl's family to present a song in the capacity of a few princes?"
Fan Xian's confrontation in front of the Privy Council that day had already created a rift between him and the military, especially if the incident of the valley sniper killing was not found out, the two sides would have no peace for a day.
Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty were always simple, straightforward and rude. This deputy envoy, surnamed Qu, was named Xiangdong. He was a vanguard officer in the last Northern Expedition that year. With his military achievements, he was naturally not afraid of Fan Xian's power. Listening to Fan Xian's words at this time Indifferent, he spoke out to stab each other.
Fan Xian wasn't angry either, he just smiled and said, "Miss Sang is only singing in Chen Yuan now, if Deputy Qu wants to listen to it, he can go outside Beijing and ask Dean Chen by himself, but it's useless to ask me."
Dean Chen tossed out these three gleaming black characters, the second prince smiled and said nothing, and Deputy Envoy Qu of the Privy Council also changed his expression, swallowing the next cruel words forcefully.
"drink wine!"
In the midst of embarrassment, thunder rang out in a silent place. The first prince, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his glass and shouted. He was born in the army and has a bold temperament. Today he wanted to make up for Fan Xian's relationship with the army. Let the gap between the brothers be smaller, but seeing such a strange shape at the banquet, an inexplicable anger surged up in his chest, and he shouted.
The two deputy envoys of the Privy Council were also from the army, and they were not inferior to others in their boldness. They frowned slightly, drank the wine bottles in their hands, and turned their wrists to show off.
Fan Xian smiled slightly, put the bottle on his lips, and slowly leaned towards each other, although the speed was slow, but without stopping, the clear spring entered the lake, and the cup was drained.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was on the first place held his glass helplessly and said to the First Prince, "Brother, I am drinking, and your loud voice almost scared the wine out of my glass."
Everyone laughed.
His Royal Highness smiled to the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council: "Don't even think about bringing the military set to Baoyue Tower. I know that you and Anzhi have some grievances with each other, but this matter has not been found out for a day. , among the courtiers, why bother to be angry? Even if you are angry, don't fight for wine."
He pointed at Fan Xian, and looked at the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council with a smile: "Have you forgotten? The year before last, Your Highness, Mr. Fan drank three thousand cups in one night, and turned that Northern Qi prince into a dead pig. When it comes to drinking, An Zhi will not be afraid of you old men in the army."
As a member of the East Palace, Xin Qiwu knew what his master wanted to do, so he quickly followed suit and said, "You two generals, I think it's okay to share wine with Mr. Fan. Mr. Fan has stopped writing poems since that night. To get him to write another 300 poems, and to have another chapter in Banxianzhai’s collection of poems, the Privy Council can be regarded as a great contribution to the world... I’m afraid His Majesty will be very happy."
As soon as the words came out, everyone agreed, even Xue Qing became interested, invited Fan Xian to have a few drinks, and forced the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council to have a drink with Fan Xian.
As soon as the drink was poured down, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became more active, and Fan Xian's heroic spirit of drinking also made the two adults of the Privy Council feel a little bit happier.
At this time, the second prince suddenly smiled and said: "It is really a great loss for the world to say that An Zhi stopped writing poems after that night... But I heard that when An Zhi was in Northern Qi, he wrote poems for that Northern Qi saint." I don’t know if there is such a thing after passing a small poem.”
This was the most famous scandal in the whole world last year. People in Northern Qi were unhappy, but people in Nanqing were extremely happy. Hearing this, the big shots who had been drinking a lot and were a little bit drunk all started arguing. Listen to Fan Xian talk about the specific plot of this story.
Fan Xian scolded a few words with a smile, but naturally he refused to go into details, and fooled around casually, but glanced at His Highness the Crown Prince out of the corner of his eye, and was a little surprised. Real power is dwindling, just watching myself fight with the second child... Want to reap the benefits of the fisherman? But where did his confidence come from? He is not his father.
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As the banquet gradually faded away, everyone's spirits gradually lost, the eldest prince stood up, grabbed those people and forced them to drink. Fan Xian looked at this scene with a smirk, thinking that this man was probably disciplined too strictly by the Princess of Northern Qi in the palace, and he finally had the opportunity to come out to have a show today, so he naturally refused to let this opportunity pass.
Fan Xian saw that the prince seemed a little drunk again, but the second prince still maintained a clear and bright demeanor. He couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "I haven't been back to the capital for a year, and I miss everyone in the capital."
His demeanor changed suddenly, and he sighed sadly: "It's a pity that before entering Beijing, I was attacked by thieves. More than ten of my subordinates died. These people are all officials of the Overwatch Council, talents of the imperial court. They wanted to go back to the capital to reunite with their families, but they died miserably a dozen miles outside of the city... Those women and children who were waiting for their return at home are probably still living in misery at home at this time."
He raised the strong wine in his glass, drank it down, and said in a deep voice: "When I think about it, this wine... I really can't drink it."
The flower hall on the third floor of Baoyue Building, which was originally noisy, suddenly fell silent, knowing that the drama tonight had finally arrived.
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In a quiet alley about five miles away from Baoyue Tower, a group of men in black suddenly appeared at the end of the alley, blocking the alley densely.
The leader, Mu Tie, looked at the three people in the alley with a sullen face, pointed at the leader and said, "Your name is Yang Siege?"
The leader's right hand slowly pressed the bulge of his waist, and said indifferently: "Exactly, what advice do you have?"
Mu Tie grinned, and a strange smell flashed across his dark face: "Confirm the identities of your eight generals, so as not to kill the wrong person."
Then he dodged away, and the two groups of men in black at the end of the alley rushed over silently. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)