Glory to the ancestors

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is one of the few major events in a year. The common people are happy with their families, but the court officials can't get together with their families, and they walk into the colder palace even though it is sealed by the wall.

The ministers sat farther and farther away from the emperor according to their ranks.

Rong Zhen looked at the few new Jinshi who were almost sitting at the door, and he was very envious.

Yang Jin was also envious. He also sat in that position when he won the number one prize, but now, he was coerced by Li Xiao to sit next to him. They were the first ones on the high platform where the emperor sat, but it was rare. Rong Zhen is next to each other.

Yang Xian sat across from them and kept winking at Yang Jin, for fear that he would do something out of courtesy.

But he obviously didn't understand his son. Yang Jin was born to be the one who caused trouble, and if he didn't pay attention, he moved a few steps to Rong Zhen's position.

Rong Zhen glanced at Yang Jin and couldn't help but smile.

I don't know who picked out the clothes for Yang Jin, the color was as bright as the rooster raised in the farm, but fortunately Yang Jin's outstanding appearance made the clothes look extravagant.

"You still know where you are." Li Xiao said coldly, watching Yang Jin move back to her side with satisfaction.

"My lord," Yang Jin looked up at Li Xiao, with a smirk on his face, "Has anyone ever told you that you are a bit lenient?"

"No." Li Xiao replied calmly, holding a cup in his hand, he saluted the emperor on the stage.

Yang Jin looked at Li Xiao with a frown, she didn't know why, when Li Xiao came to the capital, the three concubines didn't bring any of them with her, was it because she was afraid that she would be left in the capital as a hostage?

Forget it, Yang Jin herself doesn't really believe her own thoughts, Li Xiao's heart is cruel, and she doesn't care about others at all.

But Li Xiao controlled his body, but he couldn't control his mouth, hum, "Grandpa, grandpa."

"What?" Rong Zhen turned his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he still wanted to laugh.

Yang Jin pointed at the dish in front of her with her chopsticks, "You don't like this dish, do you?"

Rong Zhen followed his gaze, and it wasn't that he didn't like this dish, but that Yang Jin really loved it. He laughed again, "After you eat your own, I'll give you mine."

After hearing this, Yang Jin stopped chopsticks.

Seeing his hopeless appearance, Li Xiao sighed.

After the empress dowager took her place, the emperor finally stood up, holding a golden cup in his hand, "Today is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, I have been thinking about the royal family and family members in my heart, so I invite Prince Pingnan to come to Beijing to have a talk..."

Li Xiao was called and bowed his head to Li Yun.

"Such a good moon and good wine also remind me of the scene when my elder brother took me to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet for the first time."

As soon as he said these words, the faces of all the people present changed.

Some changed for the good, such as Rong Zhen;

"Time really flies, and now I am as old as he was back then." Li Yun sighed deeply.

"Your majesty should take it easy," the queen mother said leisurely, "Isn't there another happy event today?"

Li Xiao smiled playfully, then looked at Rong Zhen again.

Rong Zhen smiled perfunctorily with him, and then listened to the eunuch standing next to the emperor announce that the daughter of the Jiang family had entered the central palace, and that the sparrow had turned into a phoenix.

This was a good choice, the daughter of the Jiang family happened to have no brains, so it was perfect for a decoration.

Everyone toasted the emperor three glasses of wine, and then sat down.

After the song and dance performance, the queen mother said she was tired and left the table early.

The emperor said that everyone should have fun, and he followed suit, and the banquet began to be lively.

All the adults stood up, this is an opportunity for them to connect with each other.

Su Tang walked to Rong Zhen's side and saluted Rong Zhen. He raised his eyebrows, full of complacency, as if he was doing well in the Ministry of War. "My humble minister, come to offer a toast to my father-in-law."

"Come on." Rong Zhen also picked up his wine glass, moved close to Su Tang and said in a low voice, "It doesn't have to be so obvious."

Su Tang smiled, expressing that he understood, and without further words, he finished his drink and left.

The rest of the officials who were close to Rong Zhen didn't come forward much because they were all greeted, and Rong Zhen's face was quite clean.

Especially compared with Li Xiao, Yang Jin watched the officials rushing towards Li Xiao one after another, gloated at his misfortune, moved to the side, and sat directly next to Rong Zhen.

Yang Xian looked at him and sighed, stood up and prepared to go back home.

"Why are there so few of you?" Yang Jin poured a cup for herself and Rong Zhen.

"They have a new love." Rong Zhen glanced at Li Xiao's table, "Didn't you want to eat this dish just now, come here." He picked up the plate and put it in front of Yang Jin.

Yang Jin pouted, and Chao Rongzhen blinked, "I've been banned by Li Xiao for the past few days, and I haven't been to your house, is there anything new?"

"It's nothing."

"Then what's going on with you and sweet-scented osmanthus?" Yang Jin's words seemed unintentional, but she secretly became nervous, and her hand holding the chopsticks trembled.

"It's nothing."

"Can you correct your secretive behavior?" Yang Jin put down her chopsticks and looked at Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen looked into Yang Jin's eyes and gave up resistance for a moment, "If I tell you that we have a good relationship, will you be sad?"

Yang Jin's pupils tightened suddenly, and she laughed first, "Why am I sad? It's not a bad thing."

"Yang Jin," Rong Zhen sighed, and swallowed the wine in one gulp, "We grew up together, even if your emotions were not written on your face, I could still see them clearly."

"You are really boring." Yang Jin turned around, picked up the jug, and poured it into Rong Zhen's cup, "It would be better not to say some things."

Rong Zhen looked at Yang Jin's slightly hunched body, his heart trembled, but he couldn't say anything, he could only drink himself drunk one after another.

If you can stay drunk all the time, don't you need to worry about these troublesome things?

Rong Zhen watched Yang Jin being put into the carriage by Li Xiao's shoulders, and walked unsteadily towards the mansion himself.

He drank a little too much today.

Yang Jin was used to being used by everyone since she was a child, and she was not afraid of anything, but when he looked at him, his eyes were as fragile as thin paper that could be torn with a poke, which made people feel distressed.

He is the culprit.

Rong Zhen staggered and fell to the ground. He reached out and touched his face, wiping away the sorrow slowly flowing from it.

The saddest thing in this life is that I can clearly see it clearly, but I have to get involved in this world of mortals and make a show, hurting others and myself.

In the drowsiness, someone helped him up and led him step by step to the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

The man knocked on the door and left.

Rong Zhen watched the sweet-scented osmanthus trot towards him.