Royal rice bug, worm worm!

The banquet has begun.

The sage sits on the throne, with the empress dowager and concubines next to him.

Li Xi and the second prince sat at the bottom, facing the Turkic mission, and the Turkic prince was among them?, that flat and fierce face was still dark.

Ah Shi Na Duoduo was supposed to sit next to the Turkic prince, but Li Xi was worried that she would be bullied, so he arranged her next to the queen mother.

Duoduo is simple and cute, and she looks like Li Xi, which is rare for the Empress Dowager.

Dodo is also very filial to the elderly, peeling grapes, handing handkerchiefs, and cloth vegetables, coaxing the Queen Mother into laughter.

Wei Yu sat a little far away, belonging to the second echelon of officials.

Li Xi stretched his neck and stared for a long time before he found the big handsome face of his man.

Next year, next year at the latest!

Let him sit down!

The Turkic prince looked at Ash? Na Duoduo on the main seat, then at Li Xi, sneered, and confessed a few words to the entourage behind him.

The entourage hesitated for a moment, with a worried expression on his face, "Before I came, I told you not to make trouble."

The Turkic prince turned black, and cursed something in Turkic?

The other party gritted his teeth and had to go.

No one noticed the movement here, and the performance on the field began.

In previous years, the programs were arranged by the Ministry of Rites and the veterans of Taichang Temple. They were either ringing the chime bells or playing the guqin. Occasionally, some dances were added. They were still wrapped tightly and danced slowly. No one likes to watch them at all. .

This year is different. Thanks to the efforts of the "temporary workers" in Honglu Temple, the ceremony and music of the banquet has taken on a new look.

Li Xi was worried that foreign envoys would not be able to understand, so he specially prepared a program list——

Hard shell cover, bronzing texture, inside pages are light green and tender pink, the green one exudes the fragrance of pine needles, the pink one is stained with peach blossom fragrance, the green one is for men, and the pink one is for women.

Such a gorgeous and thoughtful design can be seen as Xiao Fu Wang's handwriting.As soon as I put it on the case, even if I wasn't interested in it, I couldn't control my hand.

After turning it over, I found that the content inside is not simple.

Not only is the name of the program written, but there is also an introduction beside it. The most interesting thing is that in the introduction? There are not only texts, but also small and small "comic strips" that draw out the most exciting parts of the show.

There is also a very intimate place - each text introduction is "bilingual", a section of Chinese characters, and a section of Fanbangwen.

For example, the program list in the hands of the Turks is Chinese characters plus Turkic script, while the one in the hands of Princess Tuyuhun is Chinese characters plus Tuyuhun script.

Missions from various countries were amazed, surprised and moved.

Wei Qingqing took a deep breath, stood on the performance stage, and introduced in a gentle but powerful voice:

"The program lists in the hands of the ambassadors are each carefully written by academicians, and the lines between the lines reflect the unchanging friendship between the University and the Allies..."

She said on it that there was an interpreter behind the mission, which was another surprise.

Princess Tuyuhun looked at Wei Qingqing curiously: "Who is she? Why is she wearing Da? Ye's official uniform?"

Li Mujin said with a smile: "Her name is Wei Qingqing, just like me, she is a female official specially selected to receive distinguished guests."

"In university, can women also be officials?"

Li Mujin was taken aback for a moment, for some reason? Answered.

Chai Lanlan said firmly: "Yes?"

Although they are only "temporary workers" now, she believes that one day there will be female officials in Da?ye, who are as talented and valued as the gentlemen, and who can be big? Big? Stand squarely in the hall .

"Very good, Da? Ye is very good." Princess Tuyuhun said in an unskilled Da? Ye official.

The other concubines and princesses also nodded repeatedly.

The show begins.

The first program is the chime bell performance, magnificent, elegant and upright. Each sound may be long or gloomy, and it seems to have the power to cleanse the soul.

At the end of the song, the impetuous hearts calmed down in unison.

The second? The program is more relaxed. It was edited by Wei Qingqing and was favored by the Queen Mother alone.

It is a farce, telling the story of a pottery craftsman from his youth to his death.Throughout his life, he only did one thing, and that was to burn the most beautiful and unique pottery figurines in Chang'an.

The cause was a dream. He dreamed of a kind of exquisite pottery that he had never seen before. Unlike ordinary black, white, gray and other monochrome pottery, the pottery was like colorful glass, shining gorgeously in the sun.

Therefore, the young man made an oath: "Be sure to make the pottery in your dream!"

Things always start with high spirits and confidence, and then get slapped in the face by reality.

On the way, he experienced wars, illnesses, life and death, and he also faced temptation and thought of giving up. Every time he reached such a point, he would think of the pottery in his dream.

In this way, again and again, year after year, the boy became an old man, still gritted his teeth and persisted.

In the last attempt, the old man was already dying of illness, and the embryo body was sent into the kiln, and he died before it was released.

When he was dying, he saw the pottery again.At the same time, a shout of surprise came from the kiln mouth: "Three-color pottery! Three-color pottery is fired!"

……

At the end of the story, there was silence at the banquet, and the audience has not yet come out of the story.

The female relatives were tearful, and the gentlemen were also red-eyed.

Reading a story is also looking at yourself.

Do you still remember your childhood dream?

Can you, like the potter in the story, spend your whole life without changing your mind or giving up?

Guo Zijiu sighed: "The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."

In one sentence, I don't know how many people's hearts are expressed.

Knowing that the story was edited by Wei Qingqing, Guo Zijijiu was both gratified and regretful. With such a disposition and such great ambition, how could he not be a man?

Not a man, but a man!

Xue Gongshan was stroking his gray mustache, that? He was so proud of himself, it made Tai Xue Siye's teeth sour when he saw it.

In previous years, the mid-autumn feast was always held by the university students to show off. Unexpectedly, this time it was replaced by the school that was originally the least favored.

Don't ask, it's pink eye disease!

When Wei Qingqing retreated backstage, his eyes were wet, and when he looked up, he met another pair of wet red eyes.

Chai Lanlan blocked the door, watching her steadily.

The ladies and gentlemen next to me were so frightened that they didn't dare to vent their anger, for fear that Chai Lanlan would not keep slapping them.

Wei Qingqing was also a little nervous.

The next moment, Chai Lanlan bent her knees and said, "The story is good. This morning... I'm sorry."

Wei Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, and quickly returned the gift.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't excited, she didn't know it herself, so she needed the affirmation of others.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mujin bumped into Wei Qingqing's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Really? Not bad."

"That's right, no wonder we were mysteriously prevented from seeing it before. It turned out to be a magnifying trick." Cui Lanxin said with a smile.

"No, it's the boss's credit." Wei Qingqing said frankly.

Secret rehearsal, the script is not made public? It was an order from Li Xi, just to prevent the story from being leaked.If you knew the ending in advance, it wouldn't have such a good effect.

Facts have proved that Li Xi is right.

Wei Qingqing received the kindness of the little ladies, and also roughly figured out the way to get along with these noble girls from aristocratic families.

——Purpleness? Getting their approval, followed by talent and sincerity. Deliberate flattery and flattery are the most useless.

"Next? Is Rongrong?" Chai Lanlan asked.

Li Mujin glanced at the program list, "Yes, it's fifth? It'll be right after Taisheng's "Ode to Chang'an" is over."

"I don't know how Rongrong is preparing? What's going on..." Cui Lan worried.

"It must be no problem, Mrs. Wang is careful and considerate? Maiko is also the boss? I personally invited them from Hu Xuan Pavilion, and they are all the best. Don't worry!" He Lanpu comforted.

At this time, Wang Rongrong, who was missed by everyone, was squatting outside the tent and crying.

This? The tent is specially set up for the performance troupe, and the props needed for the performance are placed inside, the most important thing is the box of three-color pottery.

Li Xi specially added this Huxuan dance, in order to display the three-color pottery in Chang'an Square with the gorgeous dance, to catch the eyes of foreign envoys, and let them pay for it.

Wang Rongrong has always been in charge of the three-colored pottery. Her grandfather was the Minister of the Household Department, so it is more convenient to ask for money to buy it.

Wang Rongrong was very careful and attached great importance to it, guarding almost every step of the way.

However, just now, a Turkic man who had met several times told her that Ash Naduo was looking for her.

Wang Rongrong has a good relationship with Ashi? Na Duoduo, and seeing that this person is serving by Duoduo's side, he believed it.

She didn't dare to go far, just walked around outside the tent, and came back quickly when she couldn't find anyone.

Unexpectedly, that's it? After a while, the pottery in the box was smashed to pieces.

After all, he is only ten or fifteen years old, and has never experienced any storms. No, he cried anxiously.

The second prince happened to pass by, and when he heard the cry, he came over to have a look, and after a glance, he was reluctant to leave.

"Miss Muli?"

On Zhuque Street that day, the two met in front of the pottery figurines, and the second prince even praised Wang Rongrong's pottery figurines for being cute.

"My name is not Muli, I am Rongrong..." Wang Rongrong corrected while crying.

"Oh, it turned out to be Rong Rong." The little lady was crying softly, the second prince panicked, "Why are you crying? But you lost your way?"

"No..." Wang Rongrong told him about the pottery figurines while crying.

"You are the prince, you should be able to come in and out as you like? Can you go to Tianjie and get me some three-color pottery figurines?"

The second prince shook his head, "Tianjie is too far away from here, it's too late—in this case, you arrange for the dancers to come on stage first, so as not to delay the performance, I'll go find Xiaobao, he must have a solution."

Seeing his determined expression, Wang Rongrong's heart inexplicably settled down, wiped away his tears, and left with his skirt lifted.

The second prince looked at her back, stared blankly for a while, then suddenly realized, and walked quickly towards the banquet.

During the banquet, the second prince came in a hurry, then left in a hurry, and even called Li Xi away.

Everyone was watching the performance, but no one noticed the smug smile of the Turkic prince.

Except Wei Yu.

After Li Xi left, he left quietly.

……

Hu Xuanwu started.

Some people are waiting to see a joke, some are nervous and breathless, and some are puzzled.

Isn't it Hu Xuanwu?

Why? Lift up two? Big? Drums, and the dancer still stands on it?

The dancers stood on the drums, each carrying a bamboo basket, which contained pottery that seemed to be in good condition but was actually barely put together.

The dance steps were lightly stepped, the posture was spun, and the pottery fell to the ground, flying in all directions like snowflakes.

Fortunately, the drums are far away from each other, so that people will not be hurt, but instead, they reflect streams of colorful light.

Envoys from various countries were amazed again and again.

The Hu Xuan Dance is very beautiful, but? Nothing? Special, after all, they often dance at home.

It's very different to dance and throw terracotta figurines at the same time!

The point is, it still looks good when it falls!

Throwing such an exquisite terracotta figurine on the ground with a snap is an unforgettable scene.

This trick works surprisingly well.

The Turkic prince frowned.

Isn't it said that smashing pottery can make them lose face?How is this going?

Li Xi held his belt and cursed silly.

After the song was over, he stood on the stage, picked up a piece of broken pottery, held it up and shook it around, "Your envoys, do you know why the dancer broke these pottery?"

"Why?" As one of Xiao Fu Wang's many admirers, Princess Tuyuhun didn't want to let go of this opportunity to talk to him.

Li Xi smiled at her and said, "Because all of these are flawed, even if it's just a small spot the size of a needle tip, it's a defective product in the eyes of a large pottery maker."

"No defective product can leave Chang'an City intact. This is the rule of the Chang'an three-color industry, and it is also the conscience of our great pottery maker!"

"Good!" The second prince took the lead in applauding.

The envoys also nodded repeatedly.

Not bad, really? Not bad.

People from Chang'an, good!

Chang'an pottery figurines, good!

Li Xi heaved a sigh of relief, and gave Wang Rongrong a reassuring look.

Wang Rongrong sniffed, straightened her clothes, and walked to the stage resolutely.

There should have been a pottery display here. Although the pottery is broken, she will not be perfunctory in what she should do, and she will not evade the responsibility that should be borne by her.

She is a female official of Honglu Temple, so she can't embarrass the boss, let alone Chang'an.

Wang Rongrong took a deep breath, his heart was beating wildly, but he tried his best to show a sweet smile.

It is not difficult for her, because she has practiced thousands of times beforehand.

"When it comes to great industry, many people think of silk, tea, and porcelain. Have your envoys heard of Chang'an three-color pottery?"

She is petite and has a quiet temperament. She speaks softly and with great affinity, and everyone's attention is attracted to her unconsciously.

Wang Rongrong's heart also gradually settled down, her voice became more and more stable, and her words became more and more fluent.

"These days, your envoys are playing in Chang'an City. Did you notice the small pottery figurines on both sides of Tianjie Street? They are from the kiln in Chang'an Square, using the glaze method developed by pottery masters painstakingly..."

"Honglu Temple has prepared a set of 'Mid-Autumn Pottery Figurines' for the special envoys under the orders of the saints. After the banquet is over——"

"The terracotta figurines are here!" someone shouted.

Li Xi's eyes lit up, it was Brother Shu Yun!

It's his brother Shuyun!

Wei Yu gave him a reassuring look, walked over with big strides, and handed the figurines to Li Mujin, who then quickly handed them to Wang Rongrong.

Wang Rongrong couldn't hide his surprise.

These figurines are exactly like the broken set!

Before she had time to ask more questions, the little lady hastily bowed her knees to Wei Yu, and introduced her to the envoys pretending to be calm.

Li Xi moved to Wei Yu's side and bumped into his shoulder, "Can Wei Shaoqing know fortune-telling? I have calculated that there will be a catastrophe at Honglu Temple in advance?"

"Just plan ahead. The pottery is fragile. Anlebo accidentally mentioned that Honglu Temple only ordered one copy. I was worried, so I prepared a spare set in advance."

"You... can you blame me for taking over the responsibility?" With the lesson from last time, Father Wei inevitably became cautious.

"It's weird, it's too weird, I'll punish you when you go back." Li Xi hooked his fingers under the cover of his sleeve.

Wei Yu smiled and squeezed his fingertips.

Surrounded by people, two? People just like that? Quietly enjoying a little intimacy, secretive and happy.

On stage, Wang Rongrong was still introducing.

Those calves, ponies, and little camels were designed by them. How many people discussed it again and again, revised it again and again, and drew it stroke by stroke. It is not a traditional realistic style, but cute, small, and delicate. Cute and cute, it instantly captured the hearts of the female relatives.

Someone cheekily asked, "Can I ask for one more set? It's not enough to take one set back!"

Li Mujin took the opportunity to say: "If your envoy likes it, you can? Go to Chang'an Square to make a custom order, of course, you can also? Report it to Honglu Temple, and we will do it for you." "Then you can have as many as you want?"

Li Mujin was about to nod, but Li Xi said first: "Of course not! It is not easy to fire three-color pottery figurines, and it is even more difficult to get a good glaze color and no flaws. The potters have to work for days and nights. Can produce a boutique…”

The envoys were stunned when they heard this.

Unconsciously.

Li Xi's voice changed: "Of course, everyone has come from afar, so I can't let you return empty-handed. In this way, if you want more, I will personally go to Chang'anfang to make all the kilns stop their work. , try to burn as much as possible before the noble envoys leave Beijing."

When everyone heard it, it was hard to hide their joy.

Li Xi spoke again: "Just a little bit, the first two sets are the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts given to you by the great sage. If you have more, you will have to spend money to buy them. After all, those potters still have to support their families. Even if the sage wants to Every little thing costs money to buy..."

By the way, he also boasted about himself: "I am a big brother of the imperial court, and I will never exploit the people."

The envoys only nodded their heads.

Princess Tuyuhun took the lead last time, but this time Ash Naduo saw the opportunity and was the first one to say, "Brother, I want ten sets, no, twenty sets!"

"I want thirty sets!" Princess Tuyuhun said softly.

"Then I want forty sets." Ash Na Duoduo emphasized, "I will prepare enough money so that I will not take advantage of the common people."

"I want fifty sets, and I won't take advantage." Princess Tuyuhun said hastily.

"Okay, you two will have thirty sets each, don't be self-willed." At this moment, Li Xi was the majestic elder brother.

Two? The little lady blushed and nodded obediently.

The rest of the envoys were not as lively as the little ladies, but they were also discussing in private how many sets they had to buy to go back.

Some people went directly to the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and wanted to talk to him about the border market.

This "marketing" was more successful than expected.

Where outsiders couldn't see, Wang Rongrong threw herself on Chai Lanlan's shoulder and began to cry.

The little ladies surrounded her, originally to comfort her, but in the end she couldn't help but shed tears.

From entering Honglu Temple to the present, it has been a full month and a half, and they haven't had a full night's sleep or eaten a single hot meal.

Regardless of whether a man or a woman climbs a ladder, stays up late, climbs a tree, and descends a kiln, they have tasted all the hardships that they have not experienced in the past ten or so years.

Drawings, drafts, record their hard work and witness their growth.

But no one has ever complained.

On the contrary, he is full of enthusiasm.

All of this finally paid off today.

Some people are happy, some people are "half dead".

For example, the Turkic prince who failed to do bad things and became a pusher instead.

Li Xi nestled next to the queen mother, eating grapes, looking at his big black face, smiling wickedly.

Li Hong asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

"I was plotted by the bastard, so I turned around and played a trick to kill him." Li Xi glanced in the direction of the Turkic prince.

Li Hong followed his gaze and wrote lightly: "Half dead? It's fine if you don't live? Dead? It's very troublesome in Chang'an."

Li Xi clicked his tongue: "What? Grandpa, I don't know how to protect my son at all."

Li Hong raised his eyebrows, "Did you call out?"

"Grandfather." Li Xi said bluntly.

Li Hong: "...then kill him?"