Li Mu Shu did not use his official status to overwhelm others, and calmly exchanged literary content, which also reduced Yin Zhaoxian’s nervousness a lot, and he also revealed some of his inner ambitions and ideals.
Some things do sound a bit naive to Li Mu Shu, but Yin Zhaoxian is not like other young people who are dreamy, but has his own set of ideas, policies and principles, but now he has no friendship, so he only talks briefly, but Li Mu Shu can still get a glimpse of it.
“If Yin Jieyuan wants to expand his ambitions, it cannot be achieved without prosperity!”
Li Mu Shu sighed.
“Yin feels that although today’s Dazhen may not be as prosperous as the prosperous times, it is still prosperous. If the people are strong, the country will be rich, and if the country is rich and benefits the people, the people will be safe. This is a mutually reinforcing way.”
Yin Zhaoxian explained politely but did not go into depth.
The two of them were just watching tea and talking in the side hall. The palace banquet was busy with the servants and it did not hinder them. About time the sky started to get dark, and some other close associates or friends of King Jin arrived one after another. Sometimes Li Mushu would also take Yin Zhaoxian to have a chat.
As the sky darkened and the temperature continued to drop, Li Mu Shu was getting older after all and was trembling in the side hall, so he suggested that Yin Zhaoxian move together.
“Yin Jieyuan, how about we go to the banquet hall. There is a heater, hot water and a carpet on the floor. It is much warmer than here!”
“Here, the prince hasn’t come back yet, so we’re going to the banquet hall?”
Yin Zhaoxian hesitated.
“Hahaha…Yin Jieyuan, relax, we are not having a banquet in advance, and many guests may have already gone, they are all noble people, who wants to suffer more in this cold weather.”
‘I am not a noble person. ’
Yin Zhao first cursed and followed Li Mu Shu to the banquet hall.
This is indeed a royal family banquet. Some friends of Prince Jin came with their families, and they were not very serious. The banquet venue was in a large hall behind the atrium of Prince Jin’s residence. There were four or five tables in it. A round table rather than an individual table is more like a New Year’s Eve banquet in ordinary people’s homes.
In addition to the round table, there are also specially-attended heaters in the four corners of the house. The door is closed and only a few ventilation openings are left, making the house very warm.
In addition, there is not much space left in front of the banquet, at least not enough for a large-scale singing and dancing performance, but it is still enough for several maids to sing in harmony with the harp, pipa, and other instruments.
When Li Mu Shu and Yin Zhaoxian entered the banquet hall through the side door with a thick cotton curtain, they suddenly felt a surge of heat and the chill in their bodies was washed away.
“Hahaha…Master Li!” “Master Li is here!”
“We have already enjoyed it here.” “Just now I was thinking that Mr. Li was so afraid of the cold, why didn’t he do it yet!”
“Hahaha, I’m getting old and can’t stand the cold. If I hadn’t found a quiet place with Yin Jieyuan to exchange poetry and literature, I would have been here long ago. Come on, come on, let me introduce someone to you, Ji. Zhou Jieyuan is a great talent in this world…”
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Seeing Li Mu Shu coming, the guests in the hall who had already taken shelter from the cold greeted him one after another. Yin Zhaoxian originally only wanted to be invisible, but Li Mu Shu obviously did not let him go, and his introduction made him attract more attention.
Ji Yuan and Lao Long had already entered this side hall and were standing in the corner observing the layout.
“Mr. Ying, although your water palace is gorgeous and bright, it is an underwater palace after all. Soaking in the water on a cold day is not as comfortable as this place.”
Ji Yuan made a joke, and Old Long curled his lips.
“The temperature in the water palace is constant all year round, coral and pearls are dotted like stars, and enchantresses dance to fairy music and chords. Here, hum, it’s far from the best!”
Warmth, you don’t understand warmth, brother!
As Lao Long spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a pot of wine on the table and two cups flew towards the corner where he and Ji Yuan were, but no one else noticed.
I poured two glasses of wine. The liquid was bright yellow and the aroma was very pleasant.
“Is this the golden jade wine of Gyeonggi Prefecture?”
Ji Yuan took the cup from Lao Long, and the two drank from it and tasted it.
“Tsk, it’s still not as good as Thousand Days of Spring, let alone Ambergris.”
“It’s pretty good among ordinary wines.”
After tasting the taste, Old Long put the wine bottle aside, and finally a servant on the other end noticed that there was no wine on the table.
“Oops, there’s still a pot missing here!” “Hurry up and make it up!”
Yin Zhaoxian over there is not as reserved as before. After all, they are talking about their own experiences and some poems and songs.
“Your Majesty has arrived~~~~”
The high-pitched voice of the palace **** suddenly came from outside, and the originally bustling banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and Yin Zhaoxian even felt goosebumps rise physiologically.
“Your Majesty?” “Your Majesty, has your Majesty come to the Jin Palace?”
“Isn’t Your Majesty with King Wu tonight?” “This…”
“Be calm and don’t be impatient! Be calm and don’t be impatient!”
Li Mu Shu will be more like a steward now, keeping everyone calm, and then he told Yin Zhaoxian:
“Seeing that you are unusual, even at a family banquet, the etiquette must not be exceeded. In addition to saluting, Yin Jieyuan should try to keep quiet.”
“Save it for me!”
Yin Zhaoxian longs to be a transparent person.
Ji Yuan and Lao Long also looked at each other. This is interesting. The emperor suddenly came to the third son’s house?
“Let’s open the door to welcome the Holy One!”
The door of the banquet hall was opened, and a cold wind rushed in instantly. The guests and servants went out and stood on both sides of the door to greet them.
As footsteps approached from outside, everyone in the banquet hall, from the guests to the servants, was obviously nervous and even uncomfortable.
This is also the first time Ji Yuan has seen the current Emperor Dazhen. He has a face of about fifty years old and a slightly stout figure. He is wearing a yellow robe and a cirrus crown. He is accompanied by a concubine. The first name is the current queen, the other is the biological mother of King Jin, the concubine, and the King of Jin is a few positions behind, following her step by step.
From Jiyuan’s point of view, this Prince Jin’s expression can’t be said to be good or bad, just a little weird and awkward.
“Welcome Your Majesty!”
Everyone saluted and welcomed in unison. Unless it offended the holy face, under normal circumstances, Dazhen would not have to kneel down when meeting the “Emperor”.
“Okay, come on in, I’m just here to have a meal.”
The emperor waved away many of his attendants, and everyone followed the holy driver inside, and then closed the hall door. Due to the large number of people and the heater, the banquet hall became warm again after a while.
Emperor Dazhen was sitting on the main seat and was rubbing his hands just now, but now he took off his coat.
“Lao San’s place is more comfortable. Look at the layout, it looks like home.”
The banquet hall has a velvet floor and walls. It feels warm not only when you are in it, but also when you look at it.
“What are you doing standing here? Sit down, don’t you want to eat? Third child, when is the banquet going to be?”
“The banquet will be held immediately when the father comes.”
“Why don’t you hurry up? My father and you two mothers are both hungry!”
The lady also winked at King Jin, who hurriedly stretched out his hands in all directions to give orders.
“Everyone, please take your seats. This is a family banquet. My father is now sitting here as the head of the family. Don’t be formal and tell the kitchen to start the banquet.”
What King Jin said made the emperor smile.
“By the way, father, I don’t have many singing and dancing here. Let’s listen to books. I specially invited a famous storyteller from Gyeonggi Province to tell stories. This man has many stories in his belly and is good at ventriloquism. He has a good voice when he speaks books. It’s so interesting to be in love!”
“Oh? Not bad, it’s new. I’ll tell you, Lao San, this must be interesting, hahahahaha…”
The two concubines also smiled apologetically, and the guests also relaxed a lot.
Then the banquet began, and steaming dishes were brought in from the side door. There was actually a buffer compartment there with cotton curtains on both sides to prevent the cold wind from pouring directly into the banquet hall.
Soon the table was filled with delicious food and wine. In the small space in front, a maid came in holding a harp, harp and lute, and servants brought in screen tables, desks, stools and chairs.
The maid played slowly, and the storyteller also sat down in front of the table behind the screen.
Different from ordinary storytellers, using a screen to block the story allows him to express himself more freely and make his ventriloquism more expressive.
The emperor was obviously not interested in unknown people like Yin Zhaoxian, or in other words, he was not interested in people he didn’t know.
With hot soup, rice and fine wine, and the storyteller giving lectures, the atmosphere at the dinner table has also increased. However, compared with other places, there is less noise here and more immersion in listening to books.
This is the first time Ji Yuan has heard the art of ventriloquism in his two lifetimes. There is clearly a person behind the screen, but the sounds coming out are all kinds of strange. From children to old men, from chickens and dogs to wolves and hawks, all the sounds are extremely strange. It is so realistic that the story told is also extremely “realistic”.
Ji Yuan even approached the screen with Lao Long and took a look, confirming that he was alone there.
And the servants at the other end, from the emperor to Yin Zhaoxian to the attendants, were all listening with rapt attention. They were the maids who matched the storyteller’s plot and played string music, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. com’s sound also incorporates the emotion of being attracted by the story.
New Year’s Eve is also not a good time to talk about fights, killings, grievances and hatreds. The storyteller prepared is “The Legend of the Immortals: Journey to the Dragon Palace”. The strange and strange stories are particularly fascinating.
When talking about one of the paragraphs, Xingmu suddenly slapped the table and said “Pa~”
“The talented man couldn’t bear his greed after all. He stole a pearl from the Dragon Palace on the way to the toilet. The Dragon King naturally knew about it. Although he didn’t say anything, he looked down upon him and was no longer as enthusiastic as before. , he will be sent back to the county after dawn, and the scholar Qian will not be invited again!”
“Although this scholar exchanged pearls for temporary wealth, he gradually lost all his wealth in enjoyment. He also lost his passion after neglecting his knowledge, and fell into abjection in his later years…”
The music played by the maid also became more sad at this time.
After the story was told, perhaps because of the skill of the storyteller, the emperor became a little obsessed. He carried the wine bottle and went to the screen. He ordered people to remove the screen and put a chair next to it, and asked the gods again and again.
The storyteller did not dare to disobey the holy will, so he could only satisfy the emperor’s curiosity as much as possible. From the fairy mountains to the rivers and dragon palaces, he racked his brains to answer, and also tried his best to tell some folk legends about gods and gods.
Ji Yuan and Lao Long were standing at the edge of the banquet table. From time to time they would pick up food with chopsticks and eat. Ji Yuan was slightly sarcastic as they watched the old emperor persistently question this talented storyteller. ’s smile.
“It’s a pity that I’m sitting in front of the table in the middle of the night, not asking about the common people or the ghosts and gods.”