right after

Han Qing didn't expect that the emperor sent someone to invite him to participate in the auspicious ceremony just as soon as he got up the next day and finished his meal.

This festival, held on the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar, is held by the water for men and women to dispel disasters and pray for good fortune. During the period, they will drink wine and compose poems.Seeing her doubts, Han Qing explained that this is a festival unique to Han people.

Bei Hanjing was about to raise her feet to participate together, but was stopped by Gao Sheng's hand, and she couldn't help staring her eyes like copper bells.

Gao Sheng smiled apologetically and said, "Princess, don't be angry. In our palace, men and women walk separately during this festival. Later, there will also be ladies in the palace who will invite you to the banquet formed by the female relatives."

Bei Hanjing muffled, and the husband and wife looked at each other, unable to figure out what the emperor was planning.

Seeing that she was still depressed and suspected of running away, Han Qing said to Gao Sheng: "Master Gao, wait a moment, let Han Qing change clothes."

Gao Sheng nodded.

Han Qing pulled Bei Hanjing into the back room, and whispered: "For the time being, you should be patient and go to participate, come back and tell me how these female relatives are, and besides, help me to follow... Remember not to be Discover."

It was the first time Bei Hanjing heard him talk about family affairs, she couldn't help being surprised, and nodded silently.

Han Qing took off his mask and changed into a white dress. Following the eunuch, he walked through the dense bamboo forest and saw from a distance that beside a stream, there was a huge octagonal gazebo. There were four men sitting in it, and many court ladies passed by, serving them. With a few people.

Before Han Qing walked in, he heard the voices of several people talking and laughing happily.

"Zijin, don't you like Jiang Shi?"

"She is a talented woman of our Muyun, even though she is not in good health..."

Seeing Han Qing walking in, the four of them stopped talking and stared at Han Qing who was not wearing a mask.

Xiao Jingyu stood up, smiled and said, "Consort Han, can you eat?"

Han Qing nodded to the others, smiled and said hello: "I just used it a moment ago, how did Brother Xiao recruit so many people today?"

Xiao Jingyu beckoned him to sit down, sat down and took a sip of hot tea, and said with phoenix eyes, "Introduce them to you."

"Prime Minister Li, a well-known child prodigy, could recite poems at the age of three, compose poems at the age of five, read hundreds of schools of thought, won the number one scholar at the age of seven, and became prime minister at the age of sixteen. He was dismissed from office at sixteen and lived in seclusion. The deeds have been spread all over the country, and Han Qing has heard a lot about it."

Han Qing looked at Li Junye with disheveled hair sitting on the stool, not only was he not sloppy, but he was refreshed and carefree, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Han Qing turned his attention to Yan Zijin, who was beside him with red lips and white teeth, and said with a sly smile:

"Master Yan is also an outstanding person. He knows the languages ​​of many countries, and his eloquence is rare.

Last time, on the day Han Qing married the princess, he and Lord Yan came to Beihan to send a congratulatory gift. They had acquaintance once, but Han Qing firmly remembered it. "

Yan Zijin thought of Han Qing still remembering his embarrassment, shaking his fan unnaturally, not daring to look into his secretly joking eyes.

Finally, Han Qing turned his gaze to Murong Bai on the left, his eyes became more peaceful and sincere, and he said in an acquaintance's tone: "General Murong, not to mention, the soldiers and fighters are all top-notch, and Han Qing even cooperated with him." Three fights, both sides draw."

"Hahaha, it seems that I don't want to introduce any more. Brother Han is familiar with my three courtiers." Xiao Jingyu sat in the middle and listened to Han Qing's words, and laughed loudly.

"After I got in touch with Brother Han two days ago, I thought you have a lot of knowledge. Let's not talk about politics this time. It would be great to bring my three courtiers to exchange knowledge." Xiao Jingyu explained the intention of this meeting, It's also reasonable.

Han Qing was aroused interest, these people are people of great reputation, now is the time to test their water depth.

"Han concubine, my lord the day before yesterday, who made the iron flower you presented?" Li Junye went back to study these few days, and the iron flower felt that the structure of the weapon was simple, but it was not easy to make. Seeing Han As soon as Qing came, he couldn't wait to ask.

Naturally, Han Qing would not say that he was inspired to create it by seeing flowers blooming, so he casually said to someone: "It was built by a person who just joined my door a while ago, and he only made some gadgets. It's amusing, but it's of no use."

"Then what is his last name?"

"He didn't say his name, but his surname is Lu. We call him Master Lu. If Prime Minister Li asks me how this toy is made, I don't know." Han Qing said seriously, as if there really was such a person Seems like.

"In the future, if Junye has the opportunity, he must visit and communicate with each other." Li Junye saw that Han Qing didn't mean to say much, and he couldn't ask anything, so he had to.

"I heard that Concubine Han speaks with a bit of a youthful accent. He behaves like everyone else, leading troops to fight. He has the legacy of Han Ze. I don't know what his family is like." Yan Zijin said leisurely, shaking her fan with sharp eyes. .

"To be honest, Han Qing is from Fengqing. My father is a local commoner and a student of Confucianism. Because the front line needs to lead troops to fight, so he abandoned literature and joined the military and began to study military books. He taught me when he had time" The Art of War".

My father often explained to me the story of Han Ze, the god of war, leading troops to fight. He is Han Qing's best teacher. "

Han Qing said half-truth and half-falsely.

Han Ze's true identity is actually the upper-class nobleman of Korea in the Spring and Autumn Period. The country was broken and exiled in the Fengqing area, and finally lived in seclusion there.

Unexpectedly, 50 years ago, when the refugees rebelled, Li Xiong established himself as the king there, and took Fengqing as the country name. I don’t know who told me that there was an expert in the Han family who lived in seclusion here, so they surrounded and suppressed their family, forcing 45-year-old Han Fan If you come out to do things, you can't enjoy the happiness.

Later, after Han Fan passed away, Feng Qingguo did not let his son Han Ze go, and asked him to lead troops to fight.

"I see." Murong Bai nodded, knowing in his heart that Han Qing's father was definitely not an ordinary person. Han Qing led troops to fight and trained formations. He was very professional and had a unique vision and strategy. He was definitely not handed over by ordinary scholars. .

It's just that it's hard to say what relationship Han Ze has with Han Qing. I've never heard of Han Ze having a son.

Several people were still about to talk, when a loud and hearty voice came from a distance: "Your Majesty, why did you arrive so early?"

Turning around, Han Qing saw a tall and heroic man with a resolute appearance and a bold and domineering appearance, who came to greet him.

Xiao Jingyu smiled slightly, but this time the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he said hello: "Huan came early, he recovered from his illness a few days ago."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Sima Huan's illness has recovered today, but it's a pity that he couldn't attend the Emperor's birthday a few days ago." Sima Huan said with a full face of regret, but the sincerity on his face was a bit lacking.

Sima Huan's eyes turned to Han Qing's face, his movements were sluggish for a moment, his eyes were like torches, and he shot straight at his face, so hot that he could burn people.

Facing the surprise and greed in his eyes, Han Qing hid the disgust in his eyes and lowered his head.

"General Huan, Concubine Han will feel ashamed when he looks at people like this." Li Junye joked while drinking some fine wine, looking at Sima Huan's ugly face like he had never seen a beauty before.

Sima Huan came back to his senses, patted his full forehead in shame and said: "Brother who was listening to me the day before yesterday, Huan still didn't believe me when he told the concubine from Beihan at home how beautiful the land is. I really saw a fairy come down to earth."

Sima Heng's elder brother was Sima Xian who ordered Han Qing to take off his mask at the emperor's birthday banquet.

Sima Huan sat down next to Han Qing, fixed his eyes on him, and said earnestly, "I heard that Concubine Han is also a general?"

Han Qing raised his long eyelashes, his eyes became calm again, and said without emotion: "Yes." Suddenly, feeling a hot rough feeling on his face, he stood up in shock, and looked at Sima Huan with a cold face.

The few people present did not expect Sima Huan to be so presumptuous and dare to touch Han Qing's face ambiguously, which was extremely disrespectful.

Han Qing looked like a snake whose scales had been offended, immediately pulled out the dagger at his waist, pressed it against Sima Heng's neck, and scolded in displeasure, "What do you want!"

The scene was a little tense for a while!

"Hahaha, Concubine Han is really a beautiful flower with sharp thorns, Huan offended." Unexpectedly, Sima Huan himself apologized, poured a glass of wine immediately, and respectfully said to Han Qing: "I hope Concubine Han, calm down."

Han Qing snorted coldly, put the dagger back into the scabbard, looked coldly at Sima Huan who was holding the wine glass, and did not want to accept Sima Huan's apology.

Xiao Jingyu had no choice but to smooth things over and said: "Brother Han, don't be angry, Huan has always been straightforward and reckless, and doesn't care about trivial matters. I hope you don't worry about it."

Seeing the emperor of Muyun speak up, Han Qing had no choice but to spare the reckless man and sit down angrily.

"Han Concubine is really temperamental. Who made this obtrusive scar on your face? If I knew, it would be this grandson." Sima Huan looked at the long scar that ran through his left cheek, and his face was full of scars. Pampered, slapped the table bitterly, and said angrily.

"Ahem..." Murong Bai just took a sip of wine, and choked it down his throat as he listened.

Hearing this, Han Qing rolled her eyes slyly, looked at Sima Huan with her slender eyes, pointed at Murong Bai, and said with an extremely seductive smile: "Oh? It's just like what General Sima said, that man is sitting on your seat right now. On the other side, if you are as you said, I will forgive your offense just now..."

Yan Zijin, who was patted on the back by Murong Bai, was startled when he heard this, lowered his head, and couldn't help laughing.

So did the people next to him.

Murong Bai innocently looked at the two people opposite him, the coughing hadn't stopped, Sima Huan followed his finger to look, he was stupid now, his colleague Murong Bai secretly rejoiced that he wasn't the emperor.

Sima Huan stood up, looked at Murong Bai, clasped his fists and said, "Once a man speaks a word, it's hard to follow. Brother Murong, I'm sorry, let's discuss each other today."

Xiao Jingyu and the others looked at the idiot Sima Huan, and shook their heads secretly. Yan Zijin suppressed a smile, and said gloatingly, "Murong, today you hit the gunpoint, and someone came to collect debts for Consort Han."

Han Qing supported his head, playing with the wine glass leisurely with his fingertips, looking at Sima Huan playfully venting his anger in a relaxed manner.

Sima Huan met his smiling eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Murong, please come out."