Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

In the golden autumn season, the birthday of the Holy One came as scheduled.

The Holy One wanted to keep everything simple, but the emperor's birthday is called Wanshou Festival, which is a festival of the Yong Dynasty. It is also one of the most important celebrations in the palace to celebrate the emperor's birthday. The ancestral etiquette cannot be abolished.

In order to celebrate Longevity Day, not only princes and ministers had to prepare birthday gifts, but many foreign countries and small countries also sent envoys to Shengjing to congratulate, presenting precious and rare gifts such as gold, silver, jewelry, jade and porcelain with the theme of blessing, longevity and other auspicious meanings.

Under the guidance of the Chamber of Commerce, rich businessmen and gentry from all over the country donated money and food, and rich businessmen paid for repairing bridges and roads out of their own pockets, truly celebrating the whole country.

"Look, not only the great Yong people are congratulating you on your birthday, but even the small kingdoms of other countries have come to congratulate you." Shen Qingzhuo lay halfway on the dragon couch, with his finger bones resting on his chin, and smiled lazily, "It can be seen that being an emperor is still difficult. Less good."

Xiao Shen was changing clothes, when he heard the words, he turned around, raised his slender chin with his fingertips, and kissed him passionately, "It's not rare, what do I want their congratulations for?"

Shen Qingzhuo turned his face slightly, "Why don't you be curious? Your Majesty celebrated his birthday, and the treasury has been filled a lot."

Xiao Shen gave a light "tsk", and forcibly kissed Mr. on the face. He insisted on kissing enough, and kissed him until he couldn't breathe, so he backed away a little in satisfaction, "I only care about the birthday gift that Mr. .”

Shen Qingzhuo didn't answer the question, got up and said after recovering, "Let me change clothes for the saint."

On the Longevity Day, the Holy Majesty accepted birthday and birthday gifts from civil and military officials in front of the palace, and personally received envoys from foreign countries who came to congratulate him.

A large number of precious congratulatory gifts were recorded and sent to the treasury one by one, and then the Holy Majesty entertained all the officials in Fengtian Hall.

At noon, the birthday banquet is set up, with a total of 99 items of hot dishes, cold dishes, melons and fruits, pasta and snacks, all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, and rare brewed jade liquid Jinbo.

The time is approaching, princes and ministers and envoys from various countries entered the palace and took their seats in an orderly manner.

Accompanied by the eunuch's protracted shout: "The Holy Majesty is here——"

Firecrackers sounded, bells and drums played music, princes and ministers and envoys from all over the world left the table one after another, stood on both sides of the hall, bowed their eyes and folded their hands to welcome the Holy Spirit.

According to the usual practice, everyone should kneel down and worship, but the Holy One deliberately avoided the big ceremony today.

The tall and slender figure slowly walked into the hall. The Holy Majesty was dressed in a black embroidered golden dragon pattern gown, with an unattainable aura of nobility. Everyone waited for the Holy Majesty to take his seat with low eyebrows.

"Excuse me." After the Holy Majesty sat down, he said in a deep voice, "Let's start the banquet."

The Longevity Banquet officially begins.

In the middle of the banquet, the second prince of Nanle Kingdom suddenly came out, bowed his hands and said: "Xiaowang came to Dayong to celebrate his birthday this time, and there is another gift to present to Emperor Dayong."

The Holy Majesty was taking advantage of his kung fu playing with Yuzhan to sneak a peek at the Taifu who was sitting upright at the bottom left, when he heard this, he opened his eyelids, "I have received the congratulatory gift from Nanle Kingdom."

The second prince of Nan Le laughed loudly: "Nan Le has one more special congratulatory gift, which I want to present to Emperor Dayong in person."

There was a whisper from His Highness, especially the other foreign envoys, who secretly thought that the envoys of Nanle Kingdom didn't talk about martial ethics, and even prepared special congratulatory gifts in order to show off in public at the Longevity Banquet.

The phoenix eyes of the Holy Majesty narrowed slightly, and he casually agreed: "That's it, let's present it."

The Second Prince Nan Le signaled to the waiter beside him, and soon, the waiter ushered in a young woman wearing a red gauze from outside the door.

The woman was dressed in red, with a graceful waist, a light body, and a semi-transparent veil that could hardly conceal her beauty, especially her pair of bright autumn eyes, which reflected a beautiful and lively flower in the center of her eyebrows.

There was a faint commotion in the hall, but the holy majesty's gloomy eyes never stayed on the beautiful woman for a moment, and he said in an unpredictable tone: "This is your special gift from Nanle?"

"Exactly!" The second prince of Nan Le is very confident in the beauty, "This is the noble seventh princess of my Nan Le country, who is born with a beautiful face and beautiful appearance. Today, Nan Le is willing to marry the seventh princess to Emperor Dayong, I hope that Nanle and Dayong will be good friends in Qin and Jin Dynasties forever."

When the voice fell to the ground, the discussion in the hall became more and more noisy.

Xiao Shen didn't fluctuate in his heart, and unconsciously turned his eyes to the husband, vaguely expecting him to show a different expression.

But the result disappointed him, Tai Tuo's face was calm as if he hadn't heard anything, and he took a sip from his glass in a calm manner, as if what he just said had nothing to do with him.

The Holy Majesty ground his molars secretly, his fingers holding Yuzhan suddenly tightened, and his cold voice sounded: "Why is Nan Leguo so keen on these unapproachable means?"

The expression of the second prince Nanle who was full of confidence changed.

"Since Dayong has decided to protect Nanle Kingdom, even if you don't marry the princess, you will naturally not break your promise." The Holy Majesty put the jade lamp on the desk, "Women are not for you to play politics and protect interests." If a country needs kinsmen to maintain friendly relations with other countries, it is a manifestation of the country's monarch's incompetence."

The Holy Majesty did not reprimand harshly, but every single word was worth as much as gold, not only the face of the Second Prince Nan Le was hot, but also the envoys from other countries lowered their heads involuntarily.

"This..." Nan Le's second prince still tried to defend himself, "It's just our Nan Le showing friendship..."

Halfway through, I couldn't make it up.

At this time, the sixth prince Xiao Chengyun who was sitting on the side suddenly stood up, raised his wine glass and drank it down, "What the Holy Majesty said is very true, I want to offer a respectful cup to the Holy One!"

His mother, Concubine Jing, used to be a princess of the Nanle Kingdom, and was dedicated to the late emperor as a marriage partner. She couldn't return to her hometown all her life, and was depressed.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty hurriedly stood up and raised their glasses to congratulate the Holy One.

Shen Qingzhuo also looked up at the young emperor on the high platform, with a gratified smile on his lips.

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After the Longevity Banquet was over, the Holy Majesty returned to the bedroom first, and halfway through he ordered people to turn back to meet the Grand Tutor.

Shen Qingzhuo accidentally drank two more glasses, and his steps were a little erratic when he walked. As soon as he stepped into Chengqian Palace, he almost tripped over the high threshold.

Fortunately, a big hand caught him in time, and took him into his arms, "Sir, did you drink too much?"

"No..." Shen Qingzhuo raised his face and denied it, "Did I drink too much? Not at all!"

The beautiful and attractive peach blossom eyes are drunk and hazy, the snow-white cheeks are filled with delicious powder clouds, even the slightly raised eye ends are slightly red, and she looks up at him with a smile, and she doesn't look sober .

Swallowing unconsciously in his throat, Xiao Shen hugged the dazed man and walked towards the inner hall, "Just now in Fengtian Hall, Nanle Kingdom said that they will marry their princess into the palace, what do you think, sir?"

"What?" Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help frowning, "Didn't you refuse, what else do you think?"

Xiao Shen put the husband on the dragon bed, his tone was somewhat aggrieved: "But I see the performance of the husband, it seems that he doesn't care."

He just wanted to see how his husband cared about him, even if it was a little jealous for him, instead of just sitting there and watching the show calmly.

Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help laughing, "Under the watchful eyes of everyone, can you still show embarrassment to the second prince of Nanle?"

Xiao Shen frowned, and deliberately said in a fit of anger: "Mr. also said that he didn't want to share anything with others. If I didn't refuse today, would the princess of Nanle want to—"

Shen Qingzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and covered his lips with his palms, "Shhh... If you talk nonsense, sir will get angry."

Xiao Shen had a thought, and continued to say after his mouth was covered: "I thought, sir, he didn't care at all..."

Before the words were finished, Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand and grabbed the front of the dragon robe, and pulled him down suddenly.

The Holy Majesty was knocked down on the dragon couch, and the Taifu turned over and rode up with the help of alcohol, his hand holding the lapel of his clothes still hadn't relaxed, and he said in a fierce tone: "How dare you!"

Xiao Shen lay on his back on the couch, with a trace of astonishment on his face, as if he didn't expect that the husband would suddenly attack.

But soon, that bit of astonishment turned into surprise, he relaxed all his muscles, let Mr. suppress himself, and raised his eyebrows knowingly and asked: "Qingqing is angry?"

"I told you that you are not allowed to have the Sangong Sixth Courtyard. Do you dare to accept a concubine?" Shen Qingzhuo leaned closer to the handsome eyebrows, and threatened softly, "Don't test my bottom line, Qilang."

The two looked at each other at a very close distance, and after a while, Xiao Shen finally smiled contentedly.

"How dare I, sir?" He raised his face to kiss his wet red lips, "Qingqing alone is enough for me to bear."

"Speak seriously, don't be so hippie smiling!" Shen Qingzhuo hid back, trying to show the posture of a gentleman, and reprimanded his disobedient lover.

Xiao Shen relentlessly pursued him for a kiss, and after being pushed away again, he admitted sullenly: "What Princess Nanle, I didn't see what she looks like, I just want to see Mr. ..."

Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help laughing, his drunken voice was sweet and lovely: "Then what do you want sir to say? Stand up and say loudly, Emperor Dayong is mine, and none of you are allowed to covet him?"

"Why not?" Xiao Shen turned around and reversed the postures of the two of them, huddled on top of Mr. Xu, "I wish I could tell the world that I am Mr.'s man."

It's best to issue an edict immediately and post it all over the streets and alleys, so that every citizen in Dayong Kingdom knows that he belongs to Mr. Wang.

Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand, brushed his fingertips over his lover's face as if nothing, and sighed softly: "It's very good now, civil and military officials will not allow us to get married."

That night, Qilang proposed to him, and he agreed in a daze.But after waking up the next day, he understood that it was impossible for them to be together in a fair way in this life.

Dayong has never had a precedent of a man marrying a man. It is absurd enough for the king of a country to marry a man, let alone a sage marrying the current prince?

"I'm married to my husband, what do I do in court?" Xiao Shen held his hand, and his tone didn't sound like a joke at all, "I'm going to marry my husband, and I'm going to marry him in a grand manner, so that everyone Yong common people—no, let everyone in the land of Huaxia come to witness."

Shen Qingzhuo's heart trembled when he said it, "No, it's too difficult..."

"It's not difficult." Xiao Shen repeatedly kissed his red fingers, "As long as the master nods in agreement, I will take care of the rest."

For him, the most difficult thing is to get Mr.'s heart.

Now, since he has obtained the most precious thing, there is nothing that can stop him from proclaiming it to the world.

"Qilang..." Qiongye Yulu's stamina was getting stronger and stronger, and Shen Qingzhuo's voice became softer and softer, "You are the lord of a country, you can't mess around..."

Fiery kisses fell continuously, Xiao Shen sucked his soft lower lip, and laughed hoarsely: "Qingqing, I want to get married, and I want to enter the bridal chamber with my husband..."

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The next chapter is big wedding!There is a bridal night hehehe~

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