The queen is a bit cowardly

Chang Dai maintained the uprightness of the prince, and of course chatted with the clansmen around him from time to time, while Yan Qi sat aside to serve. Although Yan Qi's father, who was ranked among the six ministers, was also at the table, it was not interfere with his loyalty to the prince.In contrast to Chang Dai is the second prince, Chang Bai. He is tall, and he looks very eye-catching when he keeps walking around the banquet. However, no one will think that Chang Bai has the heart of disrespecting the prince. The relationship between the two brothers has always been good. , For those with ulterior motives, such unity is unexpected.

It is always the occasion of Tian's family, after drinking for three rounds, but no one is drunk, but the young princes are willing to enter the hall and chant a few words. The emperor's hundred taels of gold is certainly valuable, but if the emperor names him It is even more rare for poems to be included in the book.

Jiang Qingluan saw that no one was looking at her, so she quietly changed to sit cross-legged. This posture was more comfortable. Chang Lan had been called to the table by the emperor at some point. Chang Huan originally had fourteen children, and one of them died. The third eldest, Changqing, and another princess from a concubine, now there are only two girls among the twelve heirs, and the other princess's mother and concubine are not favored. Naturally, Chang Lan is the most concerned princess in the entire Daxin Dynasty.

"Your brothers are not qualified to sit beside me like this." Chang Huan stroked his beard and looked at his two sons during the banquet.

Chang Lan sometimes hates her father's doting. If it wasn't for Chang Huan's instruction, she would never be where she is today. If she was just like that unfavored sister, who never studied and didn't know the size of the sky, she might be able to She is inferior to her brothers, but she knows the height of the nine heavens and the vastness of the world, so how can she be willing to be inferior to others?

"Thank you, Father." Chang Lan said as she helped Chang Huan cut a persimmon cake: "The ones who went to Beijing to pay tribute, I heard that the taste is very sweet."

Chang Huan took the persimmon cake, but put it aside, he looked at the ministers at the table, among them there were many outstanding young men from Daxin, Chang Huan said quietly: "Yan Qi, the son of Da Sikong, is your prince's elder brother's first aide. As far as I know, the younger brother of Lieutenant Cheng Liu Tanzhi has not been engaged yet. He has made meritorious service and is also a good-looking talent..."

"Father dares to marry, because he is afraid that all the ministers will not dare to accept the offer." Chang Lan covered her mouth and said.

"You are my daughter. Marrying you means that you will become a great success. You are an extremely talented minister. No one dares to accept the offer." Chang Huan's face darkened. When Chang Lan was 15 years old, he married Chang Lan to Chang Wu. Uncle's son Yan Zhongpu originally thought that he would be able to get married at the age of 16, but Uncle Changwu and his son Fushan quelled the chaos and died at the hands of rebels. He Wei was accused of rebellion again, and his family was sent to the execution ground.

"My son can't believe those rumors in the market." Chang Huan waved his hands, and then said: "I have already let Tai Zhu figure it out. My son is destined to be a green dragon, and he must be compatible with a phoenix. I am also thinking about these things. The courtiers are always unacceptable, but your elder brother mentioned that the young princes and princes are all dragons and phoenixes. The young man from King Liewu's family in Shangjing is not bad. Mother caught the wind and cold, and you were bumped by that beast."

"Father and elder brother are bothering you." Chang Lan said, secretly happy in her heart, if she really married a prince far away, then she would have no chance to show it.

Chang Huan called Nie Ming over to change a cup of warm tea for him, and then said: "Shangjing has always been loyal, you can marry in the past, if you give birth to an heir, you will also be a prince of Shangjing in the future, you are so ambitious, and when the time comes, you will have a son Make your dreams come true."

Chang Huan has always known that this precious daughter loves to involve government affairs, and often has unique insights, but now she has restrained herself a bit. In the early years, Chang Lan often ran to Chengtian Palace, pulling herself to talk about things in the world. In fact, Chang Huan also used it. Suggestions from some daughters, but in his opinion, daughters are daughters after all, even if they have the talent to govern the world, they will not be able to enter the temple.

"Daughter's dream is fulfilled by daughter herself." Chang Lan replied in a low voice, her stubbornness never faded.

Chang Huan patted the table, frowned and said, "If you want to marry, you will marry. Power and war are men's games. I will let your brother find a good man among the princes for you."

"I……"

"Let's quit, you can play two rounds of pots in a while, and it's rare to have a seat with these ministers. No matter you win or lose, I will reward you."

Chang Lan resigned because she knew her father too well, she was a wise emperor, but too pedantic, she had the common people in her heart, but she had no power to restrain the princes, but Da Xin was like this, monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, this It is also a mountain and river that she will never be able to cross.

Jiang Qingluan cut a piece of lamb, and Wang Hanchun drank cup after cup. Not far away, the harp played by the court musician was playing beautifully. If you want to live, you have meat and wine today, so naturally you have to enjoy the present moment.

"Shooting and Pot." Nie Ming stood in the hall and shouted, then smiled and said to the officials at the banquet: "My lords, have fun."

Tossing pots has always been the favorite game of officials and officials. As the utensils were presented, the guests at the seats also stood up one after another, eager to show off.

Jiang Qingluan concentrated on her meal, and after a while, she saw Chang Lan coming down from the hall, and the eldest princess looked dignified, but her face was not as good as before.Seeing that the guests on the left and right had all gone to throw pots, if Chang Lan came here and there were only her two, it would be a bit rude for her to concentrate on eating.

"Princess."

"Your Highness."

Jiang Qingluan put down the small meat-cutting knife in her hand, and called the maid beside her to bring a hot towel. She wiped her hands and said, "Princess chatted with Your Majesty in the palace for a while, why do you feel tired?"

Chang Lan replied truthfully: "Father is planning to marry me."

Jiang Qingluan sat upright and bowed slightly: "Then congratulate the princess first."

"It's nothing to be happy about." Chang Lan said indifferently: "I have already mentioned that I have been married twice, and I think His Highness lived in seclusion and never went out of those rumors."

Seeing Jiang Qingluan's bewildered face, Chang Lan explained: "The husband's family who proposed marriage twice died tragically."

"But in the Central Plains, daughters always have to marry." Jiang Qingluan said: "You are the daughter of the emperor, so there will always be a good match."

Chang Lan picked up the Wang Hanchun on her table and drank it all in one gulp, feeling her throat burning, she asked back: "Your Highness also views my daughter's fate in the same way? Then, Your Highness, I have been in Daxin for more than five years, and I have a good match in my eyes." ?”

Jiang Qingluan originally said this to remind Chang Lan not to think about herself again, but Chang Lan threw the question back.

"The heroine of the Fu Kingdom is not allowed to marry or leave any heirs." Jiang Qingluan answered the first question again: "If the daughter of the Central Plains arrives in Fudi, of course she can choose her own fate. Unfortunately, the east of Fushan and the west of Fushan are not the same day. And speak."

There is a majestic floating mountain between the country of Fu and the countries of the Central Plains, but there are different folk customs and pictures on the left and right sides of the floating mountain.

"What I think is that the world is the same." Chang Lan replied.

Jiang Qingluan picked up the wine glass, smiled helplessly, and only said one word: "Difficult."

Chang Lan is not a person who is afraid of difficulties. She looked at the guests who threw the pot, and then asked Jiang Qingluan: "Do you know which minister the emperor gave the marriage to?"

Qingluan looked at the young people everywhere, basically she didn't know him: "I don't know which young master has this blessing."

"Your Highness knows me." Chang Lan said, really wanting to tease this crazy guy in front of him.

"I know you alone?" Qingluan scratched her head, suddenly her hands froze, and the cup fell to the ground. There was indeed someone she knew here: "Then Kong Yida died not long ago, Madam, but he is about to reach the age of forty. Now, this... I'm afraid there is something wrong?"

It was the first time that Chang Lan had such a real reaction from Jiang Qingluan, but she wanted to laugh. She turned her head and sighed, "After all, he has been working in the Sikou Order for a long time, and the Chief Sikou has prepared everything for him. He will be the Sixth Minister in the future." , but also a matchable person."

Chang Lan pointed to the direction of throwing the pot again, and said: "Look at the sky-blue arrow in his hand, and the pot is full of blue sky. Father also said just now that the best person in throwing the pot will get a big prize. If he wins the first prize, father Maybe the emperor pointed out marriage on the spot at first."

Jiang Qingluan didn't know that Chang Lan was teasing her. She looked at Kong Yida's overly indulgent face, and she hated that guy. This banquet had nothing to do with her, and Chang Lan and her were just acquaintances. Kong Yidala has a relationship, but Jiang Qingluan feels a bit stuck in his throat.

"Princess, can I throw the pot?" Jiang Qingluan suggested.

Kong Yida has always been sensual, and there are always banquets at home. His father's cultivation of his government affairs ability can handle it freely, but the most powerful thing is the drinking and hunting.

The princes gathered around a pot, holding arrows of different colors. The crown prince held red arrows, and the second prince held blue arrows, as the name suggests, but the most in the pot was azure. Kong Yida still has some skills in playing arrows, the left hand and the right hand can be switched You can cast with your eyes closed, and throw with your back to the pot, but there is a lot of applause. Indeed, Chang Huan on the stage is also happy.

"Brother Yida is amazing!" said Zhu Brown, the right general, "I am ashamed to be a general."

"Don't dare to be that." Kong Yida said modestly: "If shooting and hunting on the battlefield is not one-tenth as good as a general, it's entertainment."

"If you really go to the battlefield, brother Yida is also a good player." The second prince Chang Bai said, apart from the blue sky, the most common thing in the pot is his white arrows.

Suddenly, a color that had never been seen before flew across the sky and landed in the pot impartially. The arrow obviously came from a farther place, and it fell into the pot neatly, which aroused applause.

"Black color?" Crown Prince Chang Dai was the first to see the color of the arrow. He looked back and saw that Jiang Qingluan was standing in the hall holding a bag of arrows, while the pot was in front of the hall. The distance of three feet.

"I wonder if I can play alone?" Jiang Qingluan asked cautiously.

"It's up to you..."

"Of course." Chang Lan interrupted Kong Yida's speech, and continued: "Your Highness is as good as a god, please take me with you."