Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

The silver moon shines, the willow trees are slightly lit, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Shangyuan Festival, can be described as a grand ceremony of the country.

The moth snow willow, the auspicious snow is flying, the lanterns full of trees are shining brightly, and the falling stars are like rain.Tourists gather in the streets, holding all kinds of gadgets in their hands.There are hundreds of songs, dances and plays in all the roads of Wangcheng, and the scales touch each other, and the sound of music is noisy for more than ten miles.Swallowing iron swords, kicking balls, medicinal puppets... dazzled.

The fields are criss-crossed, all kinds of lights and candles compete for glory, bustling and noisy, there are treasure horses galloping, incense wheels are rolling, and there are young people in Wuling, singing songs all over the road.

The scenery is magnificent, and the lights are bright and silver.

And the largest restaurant in Wangcheng has already been contracted by the most distinguished person in the entire Great South.

The bead curtains were shaking, the candles were brightly lit, and the restaurant was bustling and bustling, but all the officials had arrived, but the prime minister was missing, which made the atmosphere a bit awkward.Many people in the audience thought that the Prime Minister was deliberately embarrassing His Majesty, and that's why he didn't come.

But the little emperor didn't mind everyone's speculation at all, he just stared at the door, waiting for his longing lover.

The prime minister was not there, and His Majesty did not express his opinion, so everyone had to sit dryly... "The prime minister is here!" But the little emperor had sharp eyes and saw the figure of the person at the door. Jumping up, he wished to pounce on Xia Yi.

After all, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, but all the officials are there, if he really rushes to hug him, A Yi will definitely say that he has acted recklessly, so he can only suppress the joy in his heart and sit still.

All the officials are ashamed, and His Majesty doesn't need to be so excited, right?Really disrespectful.

But the strange thing is that His Majesty seemed to be very happy, and was not angry because the prime minister was late.Whenever His Majesty and the Prime Minister confronted each other, civil and military officials became melon eaters.

"My lord, I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live my emperor." In such a grand ceremony, he naturally performed the etiquette very well on the scene, but unexpectedly, he was supported by someone just before he bowed his head and knelt down.

Seeing that Xia Yi was about to kneel, the little emperor couldn't sit still after all. He took three steps and two steps, hurriedly ran down the high platform, supported him, and looked at him nervously.

Xia Yi raised his head slightly, a little startled.It could be seen that the little emperor was afraid that he would get angry.

He decided to hold a banquet outside the palace, Xia Yi really didn't receive any news, until the moment he received the invitation, he really didn't know what to say.

"Aiqing is free of courtesy." Nan Wenqing was stunned for a moment before he stuttered and added.

Xia Yi straightened his knees, looked at him with a smile, still leaned slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

As he spoke, he squeezed the little emperor's palm quietly to show comfort.

Nan Wenqing was startled, and quickly withdrew her hand back.

In broad daylight, the world is in full view!

What if he can't hold it anymore?

Fortunately, the lights were shining, the wine was intoxicating, and there were too many people in the room, and the air was not circulating, so nothing unusual could be seen. In fact, the little emperor's face was already blushing a lot.

Xia Yi sighed helplessly in his heart, and did not embarrass the little emperor, he turned and sat down by himself.

Although in the eyes of others, taking a seat without the imperial edict's permission is clearly an act of clamoring for the imperial power with the ambition of a wolf, regardless of His Majesty's status as the ninety-five-year-old lord.

However, the two of them had already reached a consensus on the matter of ignoring civil and military officials.

"Banquet! It's the Lantern Festival. Today, all the nobles only talk about love and moon, not about state affairs, hahahaha!" After all, it is the king of a country, Nan Wenqing stroked his mind, and waved his sleeves grandly.

For a moment, the dancers entered in a row, their fairy sleeves fluttering in the wind, their eyebrows smiling, and their sleeves alluring.

Although the position of the general is always vacant every time there is a banquet in the Yuan Palace, it does not disturb your elegance at all. All the officials in the court are the pillars of the country, and they are talented in writing. After a while, they met the poems and poems, and the poems were not successful. The prisoner was fined three cups of wine.

After an hour or so, as the banquet heated up, everyone naturally let go, chatted about the daily routine, and the little emperor's eyes naturally focused on one person.

Xia Yi didn't drink, but being attached by the adults was always an inevitable thing, the prime minister couldn't face refusing, so he had to chat with them, which made Nan Wenqing very upset.

These old men don't usually find them annoying, so why are they talking so much at this time?

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was not in a good mood, naturally no one dared to disturb him. After a long time, the people around Xia Yi finally left.

"Ayi." Nan Wenqing was happy in his heart, and called out softly, Xia Yi turned his head when he heard the sound, but looked at Nan Wenqing with a complicated expression.

"Ayi, what's the matter with you?" Nan Wenqing was a little puzzled and stepped forward.

This banquet has been going on for such a long time, it must be right for an emperor to chat with the prime minister, right?Chatting and chatting, it's not bad to trick people out to play.

"Nothing." Xia Yi smiled and looked at him, as always, like a spring breeze.

The room is full of wine and joy, but there are figures quietly moving outside the restaurant.

This banquet was organized by Nan Wenqing, and the guards around the restaurant were naturally the imperial guards in the palace, but it didn't take long for the smell of blood to permeate the surroundings.

The people in Wangcheng were chaotic, and no one dared to approach the restaurant, but they had a loophole to take advantage of. Looking at the interweaving of moonlight and lights, the group of people seemed to be wearing the badges of the Yuzhou City Defense Army.