Thousands of Mountains

After a while, a group of maids holding silk and bamboo strings also entered the room, and played a lively and festive song at the side. Yin Cen sat kneeling behind Chen Ji, feeling a little noisy. He looked at the people in the banquet. Chen Ji felt that the other party was also restless, looked back several times, Yin Cen could only silently gesture, don't be restless, don't be restless.

The dishes for the birthday banquet were elegant and unique, and the wine was also exquisite. Originally, alcohol was not allowed. Chen Yi begged the emperor to make an exception every year on his birthday. The tribute wine sent from Jiangnan was called Shanhaijin. It was brewed with glutinous rice and light bamboo leaves, and it was particularly fragrant. The high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital put this wine in their cellars at home. How can King Han be so generous, and Shanhaijin is enough for the birthday banquet.

During the banquet, someone suggested that we should play something to add to the fun, Chen Yi slapped the table and shouted, "Let's play dice!"

Everyone booed, this low-level trick in a folk wine shop, I don't know how a prince is so familiar with it, the boy in white clothes diagonally across from him stood up, and said softly, "If we play poetry and songs, we can't do it!" If you do it, you will be punished with three glasses of wine, how about it?"

Everyone said hello this time, and Chen Ji joked to the boy in white, "Zhao Lun, three cups are so cruel? Don't be greedy for wine."

Zhao Lun smiled shyly, but replied without any hesitation, "Where is it, His Royal Highness, take it easy for a while, don't get drunk too quickly."

Alone Chen Yi didn't want to have a poetry reception, and he couldn't resist the crowds with his head down. When Xiao Tanzi ran up to him in a gust of wind and brought a white jade bottle, he was so excited that he slapped the table again, "Poetry is as good as it gets!" Poetry! I'm afraid you won't succeed, but poetry, wine, song and Fu with recitation incense powder is the best, Xiao Tanzi, share it with everyone, Shan Haijin with recitation incense powder, absolutely!"

Yin Cen didn't know what this Nianxiang powder was, but Xiao Tanzi went to everyone and poured out some crabapple red pills from the jade bottle. He swallowed the wine, clapped his hands and said it was refreshing.

Chen Yi rolled up his sleeves and swallowed a few of them. Only Chen Ji seemed to be a little afraid of the red balls, and put them on the table without touching them. Seeing this, Chen Yi said, "Brother Prince, why don't you use it? Nianxiang powder is used with wine. It couldn’t be better to come to help Shixing..."

Chen Ji raised his hand and interrupted, "Don't worry, haven't you started writing poetry yet? If you can't write it, you can use it."

Zhao Lun also teased, "The title of the prince's poem is known in the entire capital, and things like Nianxiang San are used by people like us who can't think of a few words when we are exhausted."

Everyone laughed and echoed for a while, and then Zhao Lun started a round of poems. The title of this round was wine, and the poem was written with wine as the title. The next person should have one more word than the previous person. The second person needs six characters.

Yin Cen thought about the logic of the devil, wouldn't it mean that people who go backward will suffer more?No one objected to this rule... While quickly searching for the poems about wine that he had read in his previous life, Zhao Lun said, "Last night, the snow was blowing and the wind was high, and a light sleep will not eliminate residual wine."

Everyone applauded, this time there are only six characters, and the next person has to answer seven or eight characters. The young man in blue who is next to Zhao Lun waved his hand directly, picked up the wine glass and drank three cups in a row, and no one came around. I can take it, but the wine and incense are consumed a lot. When I arrived at Chen Ji, he pondered for a long time without making a sound, his face was slightly flushed, and Zhao Lun sneered softly on the opposite side, "Your Highness, how about you? Like them, just drink the bar?"

Yin Cen couldn't see it anymore, thought Li Bai to save me, got up and said straightly, "I am for His Royal Highness, I will sing songs during the day and drink too much, so I can return home with my youth."

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience was silent for a moment. Chen Ji turned around and gave him an unbelievable look, and pulled him to sit down. Chen Yi ran up to him as if discovering a new world, and Zhao Lun, who was opposite, stared at him intently.

Zhao Lun clasped his fists at him, and said in a loud voice, "His Royal Highness brought such a hidden person with him, no wonder he is so confident today without Nian Xiang San, I'll be ashamed, but," he paused After a pause, "Poetry writing can't be borrowed from other people's hands. What's yours is yours, and what's his is his. I'm convinced of the poems written today, but His Royal Highness must also drink the lost wine."

Chen Ji drank three cups in one breath, and swallowed all the Nian Xiang San that had been put aside.

Zhao Lun asked again, "Is this brother asking your name?"

"I am Yin Cen, the personal attendant of His Highness the Prince."

"To be a personal attendant, you must have good skills. This poetic talent is also so good. Where did His Highness the Crown Prince recruit this talent? It's so enviable."

Chen Ji just smiled when he heard the words, "It's just a servant, don't bother Mr. Zhao so much. If you want to talk about talents, there are many students of old Qi Ge."

Just as Zhao Lun was about to speak again, Chen Yi interrupted, "It's agreed that the birthday party will only talk about romance and not state affairs, can you still have a good drink?"

Chen Yi is the youngest among the audience, and he is also the birthday star. Everyone came here today just to make him happy, and started a new round of poetry according to his words.

In the last round, Zhao Lun won alone, and this time it started with him again. With the theme of snow, and the quatrains in his mouth, Yin Cen almost wanted to support his forehead. Let's start with you, Zhao Lun, to see if you can take the move.

Seeing that Chen Ji drank three cups after another, the Nian Xiang San was useless, and he fell drunk on the long table, but Yin Cen found that this drunk state was not like a normal drunk. Blushing like a peach blossom, she began to murmur how hot she was.

Although the room is well-heated, it is not as hot as midsummer. The young man in blue took off his robe while shouting about the heat, leaving only the silk inner garment on his body, as if heat was gushing from the inside out of his body. The steam made his whole body red and dripping with sweat, but there was a maniacal smile on his face.

Others also shouted for heat, Yin Cen hesitated whether to lift the warm curtain to calm them down for a while, and was afraid that they would get sick in such a cold and hot environment, but he saw that someone was already running out in unlined clothes...

Yin Cen looked at Chen Ji. Although His Highness the Crown Prince did not take off his clothes like the others, his face was flushed, and beads of sweat were rolling down like water. Looking at Yin Cen, he seemed to be unable to focus, and his face was also flushed. With a hallucinatory smile... Yin Cen groaned in his heart, this is obviously a sign of being poisoned. After thinking about it carefully, today's food and drinks are just ordinary things. The only thing he can't understand is the incense. After they broke up, everyone went crazy together but seemed to enjoy it. Isn't this vermilion pill the drug in today's world?

Thinking of this, Yin Cen's heart was full of alarm bells, he just wanted to take Chen Ji back to the house quickly, and then induce him to vomit, but he saw that Chen Ji had already started to twitch, with a pile of white foam rising from the corner of his mouth, and he was clutching his chest tightly. The finger joints began to deform, and Yin Cen yelled at Xiao Tanzi in the corner, "Quickly send the doctor!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Tanzi only came over to take a look, and comforted Yin Cen and said, "It's okay, this happens occasionally after using too much Nianxiang powder, just lie down and let your breath flow for a while, and you'll be fine."

Yin Cen stared at Xiao Tanzi's eyes and was about to burst into flames. Fuck you, he grabbed Xiao Tanzi's collar with one hand, stuck his fingers around his neck, and roared roughly, "I'll count to three, don't scream!" Imperial physician, your dog’s life will be buried here today!”

Xiao Tanzi immediately trembled, "I called me, I called me." He ran out the door and screamed, "Call the doctor—His Royal Highness has passed out—"

Yin Cen was in a hurry, seeing Chen Ji's pale face was about to be overwhelmed, his heart sank, he hugged him in his arms, and said to Chen Ji, "Just spit it out, it's a bit uncomfortable, you bear with it", saying After putting two fingers into Chen Ji's throat, Chen Ji suddenly turned over and spit it out with a wow, Yin Cen heaved a sigh of relief, and patted Chen Ji's back softly.

After the old doctor rushed over, he saw that the strange shapes of people in the room did not show any surprises. The familiar people took out the probe and continued to give Chen Ji a few injections, and then he recovered a little bit.

The imperial doctor prescribed some medicines, and told her to go back and decoct it and take it, and she will be fine the next day.After seeing off the imperial physician, Yin Cen looked at Chen Ji, who was drenched in cold sweat, and said, "How about I carry you back?"

"Okay." His Highness the Crown Prince, who was awake at this moment, was extremely weak and well-behaved.

After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Chen Ji lay in bed and recuperated, while Yin Cen stood by and couldn't help asking, "What is this Nianxiang San?"

Chen Ji said weakly and slowly, "Father is obsessed with alchemy all year round in order to live forever. This Nianxiang powder is a kind of pill he got by chance when he was refining elixir with Fang Taoist in his early years. The color is vermilion and lustrous. Loved by him, after trying it out, he found that it can make the whole body light and light, as if entering a illusory realm, and the skin becomes thinner and whiter. It is unbearable for ordinary coarse linen and linen clothes, so he can only wear the softest and smoothest silk satin. The pills he takes all year round."

"Later, he often gave it as a reward to the important officials in the court. Gradually, all the nobles in the capital became obsessed with taking Nianxiang powder, which made people feel as light as falling into the clouds, and felt extremely good."

Yin Cen's heart is like a bright mirror, this Nianxiang powder is a narcotic drug in the world, and it was developed and promoted by the emperor himself. This is really a happy|happy dynasty.

"Why don't you take it?" Yin Cen asked.

"I want to wake up. If I don't wake up, I will die." Chen Ji also looked at Yin Cen, stretched out a small white hand from under the quilt, and motioned to Yin Cen to come closer. When Yin Cen approached the bed, Chen Ji He squeezed Yin Cen's hand, his fingers were limp and weak.

Yin Cen only felt a small, smooth steamed bun stuffed into the palm of his hand. He felt that hand was seeking strength, so he held it tightly, and said softly, "It's okay, I'm here, so I'm not afraid of them."

The villain in the quilt nodded, always erecting thorns all over his body in front of people, used to being perverse and difficult to serve, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who looked like an adult, only showed a soft child at this moment.

Yin Cen remembered and asked, "Then what is Zhao Lun's background?"

"A student of Qi Yanzhi, the chief assistant of the cabinet, a well-known talent in the capital."

"As long as the light sleep does not consume the residual alcohol, I think talent is just like that," Yin Cen thought again, "By the way, your poems, do you know how to write poems or not?"

Now His Highness the Crown Prince blushed, "Poems and songs are not my strong point..."

"Then you still play with such perverted rules, it's not obvious that you're bullying people."

"You don't understand, everyone in the capital is playing like this, so Zhao Lun has never lost in this kind of game."

"You are really amazing, my highness the crown prince, you are not so competitive..."

"OK OK……"

Yin Cen closed his mouth and patted the villain's shoulder with one hand. Chen Ji was in a trance and was about to fall asleep, but he moved inward and said softly, "I'm very dizzy, Brother Cen, don't sleep in the middle tonight. , stay with me, okay?"

Yin Cen was taken aback, lying on the same couch as the prince, is that okay?But it looks like a villain's face is burning hot, and the physical discomfort is real. A sick child misses his mother. Now this... Yin Cen treats his mother's love as a big blow, nodded lightly, and dressed Lie down on it, turned around and hugged the little man in his arms, patted his back lightly, and hummed a nursery rhyme of unknown age.

"Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast..."

His Highness the Prince's fingers were still clutching the young man who made him feel at ease, and the snow had stopped, and the moonlight on a snowy night was extraordinarily crystal clear, shining on his sleeping face, like suet jade covered with a layer of cold frost.

Yin Cen leaned against the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He was thinking layer by layer in his heart, was what happened today an accident, or was it deliberately done by someone?

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