Prince Merry

The palace banquet was held outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Qin Zizhen arrived not too early or too late, and many adults were already waiting here.

The weather is beautiful today and the sun is shining brightly. Unfortunately, the dazzling white light from the sun has almost no heat, which still cannot change the fact that it is winter.

The cold wind howled, piercingly cold, and the cold wind blew on people's faces like knives, causing pain.

The exterior of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was cleaned cleanly. The mats were lined up from all sides, and there was a space in the middle. There was still thick snow on the branches not far away. When the wind blew, you could hear the snow falling. Voice.

In short, it is one word - cold!

The young ministers were better, but the elderly, all with their sleeves wrapped around their necks, sat bleak in the cold wind.

It is not so easy to be a Beijing official.

Although there was a brazier in the middle of the table, all the people who came here to participate in the palace banquet were high-ranking officials of the third rank and above. Who would do something to lose their status? No matter how cold it was, they had to endure it. It was an honor to participate in the palace banquet.

Qin Zizhen's seat was slightly forward, and several young princes were already sitting on the table.

Qin Zizhen was silent for a while, and immediately understood in his heart that these people should all be the sons of vassal princes.

The distance between the seats was not far, and the ministers talked in groups of three or four, sometimes laughing and sometimes arguing fiercely.

However, the position of the son of the vassal king seemed so out of place, as if he was isolated by others, and he was in a noisy banquet with no one to pay attention to him, it was so quiet that he didn't seem to be in the same world.

"Are you Prince Pingxi's son?" A chubby son suddenly asked, his eyes gleaming.

Qin Zizhen raised his eyebrows, dragged out a chair, and sat down slowly: "I am."

The fat man rubbed his hands excitedly, and sat beside him familiarly. He wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but when he saw Qin Zizhen's calm eyes, he felt inexplicably frightened. , brother admires, came to Beijing to overthrow Cheng Enhou's mansion, I thought Lin Xingyan was not pleasing to the eye, what the hell."

Qin Zizhen stared at him: "Which house are you from?"

The fat man pursed his lips, and said nonchalantly: "I am the son of Prince Gong, just call me Cheng Rui. If it weren't for the housekeeper's jabbering, I would have wanted to visit you a long time ago."

Qin Zizhen couldn't help but laugh, Fatty's way of speaking was very familiar, he used to monopolize teammates for 1 years, and he used to use them in the past, but today he met another one, Shizi's situation is more difficult than he imagined.

Qin Zizhen's aura was wide open, and he said coldly: "The manager who is disobedient will be cut off."

The fat man clicked his tongue, it was too cruel: "I... I don't dare." His original intention was to ease the relationship with Prince Pingxi, so he used the steward as a shield, although what he said was true, but it really hurt people Cut it off, the father must tear him up.

Qin Zizhen's eyes were full of disgust: "No prospect."

The fat man had a bitter face, his eyes rolled around, sometimes resentful, sometimes deep in thought, he could see that he was a little moved, but...

The fat man shook his head, drooping his head: "I still don't dare."

"What are you afraid of?" Qin Zizhen provoked him: "Anyway, the sky is high and the earth is far away. Prince Gong can't control you. If you kill the steward, you will take over the affairs of the capital. At that time..."

Fatty's heart became more and more excited as he listened, but soon he became depressed and said with a sigh: "It's not that simple, people are only loyal to their father, what is my son in this life, I can't take the position even if I kill the steward, let alone , I also don't know the connections of my father in Beijing."

Qin Zizhen scolded: "Stupid! If you don't know, go check it out. You are the prince, who are you afraid of? Are you still troubled by servants?"

"This..." Fatty hesitated.

Qin Zizhen persisted in persuading him, and he planned to rebel against Prince Gong's son.

During the banquet, the other three princes heard the two chatting and discussing sinister and vicious schemes. They could only feel cold sweat dripping down their bodies, and they wished to shrink their heads under the table. It was too crazy, okay?

However, deep down in their hearts, whether they also have some heartbeats, this is unknown.

Qin Zizhen is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Since the son is an abandoned son, why should no one be allowed to resist.I really want to see how those vassals who gave up their sons will look like if they know that their sons are disobedient.

Prince Duan's son came late, after all, he was the queen mother's grandson, so the treatment was different. Many officials greeted him affectionately.

Prince Duan's son looks majestic, looks handsome, looks like a master in his actions, a gentleman is like jade, gentle and refined, he is probably the one he is talking about.

The fat man disdains: "Little man."

Prince Heng tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Keep your voice down."

Qin Zizhen smiled playfully. It seems that this son of Prince Duan can't enjoy himself anywhere.

After a while, many people had already arrived, and Prince Duan and his son came to the banquet after exchanging greetings.

He nodded to all the princes, not neglecting anyone, and then looked at Qin Zizhen with a bright and polite smile: "I have long admired the name of Prince Pingxi."

Qin Zizhen glanced at him, then nodded slightly: "No need for a long time, we don't know each other well."

The fat man burst out laughing.

Duan Wangshizi didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "We are all princes, and we should walk around each other when we come to the capital alone. If we don't know each other now, we will get acquainted in the future."

Qin Zizhen stared at him, with a weird smile on his lips: "This son is bold, he doesn't know good and bad, he doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and he doesn't climb high, the prince, so as not to bring you into bad luck, you'd better sit farther away, so that you don't get out of trouble." What accident, accidentally blamed on me, this son can't bear it."

"Hahaha!" The fat man couldn't help laughing out loud, he patted the table and said, "Brother, you are so talented."

Prince Duan's face was stiff, it was the first time he was disgusted like this by others, he was a little flustered, whether what Prince Pingxi said was a coincidence or intentional...

If it was done on purpose, then King Pingxi's power... Prince Duan's son would shudder when he thought about it.

Qin Zizhen thought that Prince Duan's son was a talent, just now in the Palace of Compassion, he had scolded himself all over, and now he was actually very pleasant.If it weren't for his psychic powers, he might have been deceived by him. He said that since ancient times, there have been many right and wrong palace banquets, and today it really makes sense.

Prince Duan's only reliance in the capital is the Queen Mother, but he has offended the Marquis of Cheng Enhou's family severely, and is doomed to oppose Prince Duan. To be honest, I heard that he was filled with righteous indignation in the Palace of Compassion and Ning, secretly discussing with the third prince to assassinate himself Qin Zizhen's mood was very delicate.

"Prince Pingxi's son was joking." Prince Duan was secretly vigilant, anxious in his heart, no matter what Prince Pingxi said, he must inform his third cousin as soon as possible, and he must not act recklessly.

"My son never jokes." Qin Zizhen snorted, feeling a little regretful in his heart, if he hadn't had any connections in the palace, he would definitely have used it thoroughly in today's calculation, and then beat him up.

The two had their own concerns, and the atmosphere at the table became condensed.

Fortunately, not long after, the eunuch's shrill voice sounded: "The emperor is here——"

All civil and military officials knelt down.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"Everyone's family is flat." The emperor sat high on the throne, the crown prince stood on his left, and the third prince stood on his right, and the next ones were ranked in order, with all the princes over fifteen years old standing beside him.

The emperor said a few words of encouragement, and all civil and military officials shouted long live, and then they took their seats.

The palace maids in colorful clothes fluttered in with trays, and the delicious food and wine were brought up quickly. There was no room for a table of cold dishes and rice.

Qin Zizhen frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the fat man said quietly: "Don't look at the excitement of the palace banquet, in fact, you can't get enough to eat. I'll invite you to Tianxiang Tower tomorrow."

Qin Zizhen glanced at him: "I'm not afraid that the manager will trouble you."

With his nostrils upturned, the fat man grinned grimly: "Kill him."

Qin Zizhen looked contemptuously: "How dare you?"

The fat man mustered up his courage: "I tell myself once a day, after a long time, I will dare to kill him, and I will be more courageous with myself."

Qin Zizhen sneered: "I've made you fat, one day you'll kill the steward, and then you'll talk big to me again, you'll be successful."

The fat man said, "You wait."

In fact, he used to have a wicked heart but no guts, but when he was bewitched by Prince Pingxi, he suddenly wanted to gamble. Anyway, his mother and concubine who loved him also went, and everyone in Prince Gong's mansion thought he was fat. He is far away in the capital, and he is afraid of being scared.

Prince Duan was suspicious, he heard right, the fat man dared to resist the steward sent by his family, and scolded: "Li Chengrui, use your brain when doing things, remember your identity, don't cause trouble for Prince Gong's residence."

The fat man rolled his eyes at him: "Do your business."

Qin Zizhen said, "The dog takes the mouse."

Prince Duan's son was so angry, if he wasn't afraid that he would cause trouble and implicate Prince Gong's residence, who would take care of this fat man.

Prince Duan confirmed once again that Prince Pingxi is a disaster at all!Although the fat man is usually a dude, he is a bully and fearful master. When facing him, he is as timid as a mouse, and he would never dare to be so presumptuous.

The fat man glanced at Prince Duan and said, "His uncle's cousin is my father's side concubine."

Qin Zizhen instantly understood that there was still such a grievance between them.Prince Duan's mansion, Prince Gong's mansion, in-laws, it seems that it's not just him who is taking advantage of the emperor's position. It is impossible for Prince Duan to have no ambitions.

The fat man was heartless, and quickly looked away: "Hey! Who is that disabled?"

Qin Zizhen followed his gaze and looked over.

Xie Jiusi happened to look in his direction, smiled slightly, raised his glass to him, and drank it down in one gulp.

Qin Zizhen thought about it and took a sip.

The fat man asked, "Do you know him?"

Qin Zizhen replied casually: "He is the son of the Marquis of Jing'an."

The fat man nodded: "Tsk, I want to stand in line again, it's better to be a dude."

Qin Zizhen deeply agreed, and was not surprised by what the fat man said in his heart. Who are the real princes and nobles who don't know how to plan? As a qualified dude, they know clearly what can and cannot be provoked Chu.

Xie Jiusi smiled and pushed the wheelchair towards him with great effort.

Qin Zizhen frowned, showing that he seemed a little troubled.

Xie Jiusi gradually approached, smiling like a flower blooming in spring, his brows and eyes slightly curved because of the smile, and said softly: "We meet again, isn't Prince Pingxi welcome?"

Qin Zizhen looked calm: "No, I just thought of trouble."

Xie Jiusi's eyes fluttered: "You talk about me."

Qin Zizhen glanced at him and gave him a look that counts you knowing yourself.

Xie Jiusi was in a happy mood, his fake smile turned into a real one, and his clean face seemed to be dyed with a faint halo, blending into a warm picture, which was extremely beautiful.