Ding Tian's Ancient Life

When he lived in the palace before, he was the eldest prince and one of the most powerful candidates for the reserve position.

So there is no such thing as "waiting".

After being enfeoffed as a county king, he went out of the palace to build a mansion. From then on, the palace walls and gates became like a moat.

It has been more than five months, almost six months, and he has not been able to enter the palace once.

After all, it's the New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, you should spend it in the palace, right?

He is better than the second child anyway, he is still the eldest son of the father, although he is not the eldest son.

But the title of a county king is not enough for him to park in the palace, he can only park at the gate of the palace, and then walk into the palace, waiting for the emperor's summons in the side hall inside the palace gate.

Instead of being like in previous years, at this time, he was by his father's side, eating breakfast prepared by the imperial dining room.

What's more, when he came in, only a young eunuch brought him a bowl of hot tea and two plates of dim sum. For the sake of auspicious Chinese New Year, the dim sum was made in a festive style, a plate of golden jujube cake, and a plate of osmanthus point.

He wasn't the first to come, but as soon as he came in, everyone looked at him with a little... which made him feel particularly displeased.

Although he sat on the honorable head with a tense face, none of these people came to say hello. They used to buzz around his ears like flies. At that time, he hated it to death, but now I can't miss it.

The day of being flattered seems to have happened yesterday.

But now, he would rather be surrounded by people and say some unquestionable words than to be alone, put on airs, sit dryly on a high place, and watch other people talking and chatting in groups, while himself, just Can sit alone.

I really want to talk to someone, even if it’s about some very low-level topics, but unfortunately, there is no one|

Everyone treated him like a sore plague, or ignored his existence. After coming in for so long, everyone greeted him when he entered the door, and then treated him like air, and no one actively chatted with him. .

After all, Jing's embarrassing status as the eldest son of the emperor made Shenjun Wang very embarrassed.

Not the prince, but the eldest son, and now he is leaving the palace to build a mansion. In the past six months, he has not been summoned by the emperor once, and his mother and concubine have not summoned him either!

Not to mention summoning, the daughter-in-law didn't even take a sip of her tea.

With such an obvious act of disgust, in order not to confront the emperor and his elders, everyone naturally had to ignore King Shenjun.

Until Prince Lao Guo came over.

He came alone, without the second prince... Oh, his grandson in name is actually a grandson, um, an adopted grandson.

Prince Lao Guo is now Da Zongzheng, the entire royal family is under his management, the old man is very popular, many people greet him, and he came over and sat on the other side of King Shenjun, who is also the main seat , Sitting on an equal footing with King Shenjun.

And, first greeted King Shenjun: "Yo? Here you come!"

It's a normal greeting. After all, he is an old prince, and Prince Shen is just a county prince. If it weren't for the fact that he is the eldest son of the emperor, they wouldn't be on equal footing. After all, they are inferior.

"Hmm." Prince Shen put on airs, didn't react for a while, and was still as casual as before, and then suddenly realized that he was no longer the "big prince" before.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Prince Lao Guo immediately turned his head and chatted with others, talking about some topics that King Shenjun couldn't get into.

King Shenjun's face turned red immediately!

This was obviously an act that didn't give him face, but he just couldn't find a reason for it. Who told him to put on airs in the first place.

It was almost noon here before the eunuch in charge came over and led everyone to the Fengxian Hall to worship the ancestors.

At noon, after the sacrifice, he was taken to the Qianqing Palace and seated.

After sitting down, some palace people came up with hot tea, pastries and some dried fruits.

According to the regulations, Wang Zuo was a super king, and he sat on the seat next to Emperor Yongqing. The arrangement of this seat was also very particular. From the order, it can be seen that the emperor reused it separately.

The first row is naturally the most valued and trusted courtiers and clan relatives of Emperor Yongqing, and there are only twenty tables.

The second row is full of princes and royal relatives, as well as officials with the title II, or princesses, sweet horses, etc. There are as many as forty tables.

Starting from the third row, it is composed of pure clan members. The royal family members within the five servers are all present to show that the royal family is flourishing and prosperous. There are more than [-] tables in this row.

The fourth row is the ministers, almost all of them are high-ranking officials, both civil and military. This row is the outermost and has the largest number of tables. Calculated according to the number of days, there are 360 ​​five tables. If it is a leap year, it will increase by one table.

There are different versions of these seats, which are divided into first-class, second-class, third-class and New Year's seats.

In fact, to put it nicely, the Lunar New Year’s Noodles are just ordinary Noodles, but it is also a rare New Year’s Eve dinner of the royal style.

King Shenjun was placed in the third row, not the second row. The second row was filled with relatives of the same generation as Emperor Yongqing, or higher than him. King Shenjun was classified into the ranks of the clan.

This made Prince Shen's complexion even darker!

Wang Zuo and Ding Tian drank a round of Xiaoshi tea with Emperor Yongqing, and strolled in the hall for a while to digest food. Then they were sent out. Director Mi Ying personally arranged for the two of them to sit at the seats arranged by Mr. Xiaomizi. On the same table, what they served on the table was Dianhong, a kind of black tea, warming up and refreshing.

As for the pastries, there are four kinds of pastries with beautiful colors: Shizhen Orange Red Cake, Green Layer Cake, Yipin Piaoxiang Plum Blossom Cake, and Rose Lard Generous Cake.

The color is beautiful and the taste is light. When you eat it, it is sweet but not greasy. It is very good when paired with black tea.

Ding Tian likes to eat it, so he also picked a piece, paired it with black tea, and ate deliciously.

Wang Zuo was on the side again, picking out dried fruits, melon seeds, and peanuts, not to mention hazelnuts and walnuts.

There are also pistachios and pecans from Dingtian Chahuan. They are here, and watching songs and dances is not interesting, so they can just eat them.

"This is so delicious!" Ding Tian pointed to the green layer cake: "It's green."

"The craftsmanship of the imperial chef is good." Wang Zuo advised him: "Just eat some of this stuff, it's made of glutinous rice, you should be full if you eat too much.

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"Is this enough to be enough?" Ding Tian looked at the flower-like pastries in the pocket plate. Such a small amount was enough to feed a cat.

If it wasn't for the dried fruit plate and the sugar plate, he would not dare to drink black tea, for fear that if he drank too much tea, he would digest all the food in his stomach and would be hungry again.

"Is there something you like to eat?" Wang Zuo said, "You can ask them to bring an extra plate."

"Let's forget it?" Ding Tian is timid, there are a lot of princes, county kings, princesses, sons-in-law, feudal officials... In other words, a group of high-ranking officials.

After coming here for so many years, it was the first time that Ding Tian came into contact with so many dignitaries.

In the past, it was trivial to go to a wedding or something, and the place where he sat was not conspicuous, but now it was good, he sat on the first table under the left hand of the emperor.

It feels like every move is being beaten by someone.

"Don't be afraid." Wang Zuo's eyes implied coldness. After scanning around, everyone was going to do what they should do.

Looked.

At the same time, I muttered in my heart: Looking at King Ning's appearance, it doesn't seem like he is playing casually, and that one who doesn't look too enchanting and beautiful is like a banishing fairy?

How did His Royal Highness King Ning take a fancy to it?

The actions of the two made many people dare not beat Zhi Dingtian blatantly.

However, when the two of them ate, drank and enjoyed singing and dancing quietly, some people felt uncomfortable.

King Shenjun was dissatisfied with the seat, and the things that came up made him even more angry.

It's also the pastries that came up, how about his?

What is on the table?

The same thousand-layer cake, the opponent's is the green thousand-layer cake, and my own is the most common red-bong thousand-layer cake.

The same orange cake, his is Wing Chun orange cake, but the other party's table is Shizhen orange cake!

Two treats!

He is his own son, what is the other party?

An out-of-reach relative?It sounds like there is a blood relationship, but it is definitely not a close royal relative.

It is said that because of Wang Jue's relationship, the seats of the eight iron hat kings have always been arranged separately!

It's good now, the other party not only sits on top of him, but also has better things than him, he was not treated like this in previous years.At this time in previous years, the best noodles were placed on his table, not the third-class noodles.

The tea is just plain? Black tea!

Why?

The status is not as good as the other party, and the seat is also reduced to the third class.

Unfortunately, no matter how angry he is, he still understands that at this moment, he is no longer the "Eldest Prince", but King Shenjun.

He was the only one who entered the palace today, and his concubine was still not eligible to enter the palace.

I don't know what the father means?

Even if he...then he couldn't even keep his wife, who was justly given to marry him, from entering the palace all the time, right?

Speaking of which, King Shenjun is still wronged.

The daughter-in-law has been married for half a year, and there is no movement in her belly, and she has never even entered the palace. What kind of princess is this?

After the singing and dancing, there were some juggling, and then some operas. At this time, they were all singing Kunqu opera.

"I'll go with you." Wang Zuo wiped his hands, stood up, took Ding Tian's hand, and went to the back room of the side hall, which is the place where Chu Gong is today.

After two trips to Gong's place, it wasn't until the evening that the banquet started, and finally the banquet started!

Ding Tian was hungry.

"Although the earlier you enter the palace, the more favored you are, but you only have dinner tonight, why come in so early?" Ding Tian couldn't understand, the New Year in the palace is different from outside.

"Come in to play, I'm impatient to socialize, so I'll sit and talk with you." Wang Zuo didn't want to leave Ding Tian's side, he wanted to spend the New Year with Ding Tian.

Ding Tian sighed: "It's so boring, I can't even understand the opera singing, what did you say about him" Ah" for a long time, that breath is really long."

Wang Zuo laughed: "Well, it doesn't sound good, just don't listen to it."

He doesn't like to listen to operas either, but what this palace opera sings is about peace and celebration.

After the banquet, people are not happy, after all, have they eaten something good?

Naturally, Wang Zuo's table is the first class. What kind of anchovy shark's fin, like dragons and dragons flying together, are all auspicious and beautiful things, and the ingredients of the dishes are delicacies from mountains and seas.

The second-class table has less noodles, for example, there is anchovy fin, but there is no such dish as Dragon Shuangfei.

The clan noodles are the third-class noodles. There is no anchovy fin here, and the pipa prawns are served.

After Emperor Yongqing held up the wine glass, finished the toast, and was the first to move the chopsticks, everyone could eat. Of course, Emperor Yongqing thoughtfully gave them time to eat and drink. They were all hungry all day. If you don't eat, you should faint from hunger.

And Ding Tian has already put a spoon on Shazhou Tacui: "This is delicious!"

"Eat more if it tastes good, this is a rare hot soup dish." Wang Zuo also picked up a piece of stir-fried frog for Bai Ze: "This is the frog that has been prepared earlier, try it."

"Yeah!" This taste is also good, Ding Tian can't eat with chopsticks, although many dishes are steamed bowls, but the taste is good

Especially one of the cold dishes, spicy tripe shreds, although it is a cold dish, Ding Tian's whole body is warmed up after eating it.

His Royal Highness King Ning does not drink, so who dares to toast the person next to him?

Everyone is eating at the moment, only one person is drinking, and that is King Shenjun.

Author's gossip: It's the last month of this year, everyone must work hard to leave a perfect year for [-]

ending.