Zhao Tong saw Zhao Kai walking over from the side of the road. The third brother had two dark circles under his eyes, had lost a lot of weight, and looked like he was lacking energy.
It turned out that the crowning ceremony was early this year, and the princes were all young, so they left the palace and opened their palaces on the 14th or 5th. Even Zhao Gou later was named King Kang at the age of 14, and he left the palace the following year. went.
If a prince who leaves the palace does not serve as an official in the court, he will have no restraints from now on, like a runaway pony or a bird out of its cage, they can toss around happily, but there are not many who are really in good health.
This was originally Sima Guang's simplified "Etiquette: Crowning Ceremony" and formulated the ceremony of the crowning ceremony in his "Shu Yi", stipulating that a man between the ages of 12 and 20, as long as his parents have not died beyond the scheduled time, can It can be done with a crowning ceremony.
Zhao Kai did not practice martial arts, but after opening his mansion, he often entertained guests at night, played all night long, and indulged in wine and sex. It was unusual for him to be in good health.
Zhao Kai also saw Zhao Tao at this moment. He paused in his steps. His face was already a little bad, and it was even worse now. However, after a few breaths of silence, he still managed to squeeze out a smile and walked forward: "I heard that my second brother got sick from overwork. It seems that he is cured." ?”
On the day of the big banquet, even if you are pretending, you have to be a little pretentious, otherwise the officials will be unhappy and many people will point fingers behind your back.
Zhao Tong smiled and said, "I think of you, Third Brother Lao. Everything is fine."
Zhao Kai said: "Then the second brother is talking to Fu Jin, and the younger brother will go to the hall first."
Zhao Tong nodded: "Third brother, please go."
Seeing the person walking away, Zhao Fujin said: "Looking at the thinness of the third brother, I don't know how he is. It's just that I haven't heard that he is sick and it's hard to ask."
Zhao Tong shook his head and said, "Third brother is under a lot of pressure."
Zhao Fujin didn't understand and said, "Second brother, what is pressure?"
Zhao Tong looked at her and said, "It's probably something you just can't stop doing, so you'll be tortured from left to right."
When Zhao Fujin heard this and thought about it, his face looked confused.
Zhao Tong smiled and said, "By the way, why didn't Fu Jin ask me how I was sick?"
Zhao Fujin said doubtfully: "Second brother doesn't look sick, he looks very good."
Zhao Tong thought about it, but he was careless and forgot to wear the robe that smelled of medicine.
After saying a few more words, the three of them entered the palace, only to see a large hall of people, including more than fifty princes and princesses, and twenty or thirty concubines.
Emperor Daojun hasn't come yet, but the long gold-lacquered case and other items have been laid out, divided into two rows on the left and right. The prince is in his own row, the son-in-law of the country is in the last seat, and opposite him, the princess and his wife are sitting together, but They are not arranged according to age like the princes.
Zhao Tie took a look and saw that the prince Zhao Huan did not come. The first seat on the left was empty, and the third seat Zhao Kai had already taken it, followed by the fourth seat, Duke of Wu, Zhao Shu, and the fifth seat, Duke of Jing, Zhao Qi. The sixth seat is Zhao Xu, the Duke of Lu, the seventh is Zhao Chu, the Duke of Yi, the eighth is Zhao Gou, the Duke of Guangping, the ninth is Zhao Mo, the Duke of Zhen, and the tenth is Zhao Zhi, the Duke of Yue.
The dozen or so chairs at the back were all occupied by little kids under ten years old.
As for the fifth Duke of Jing, Zhao Qi, Zhao Qi remembered that he would be crowned King of Jing in a few months. This Zhao Qi was average in civil and military skills, but he was a filial man.
During the Jingkang Incident, on the way to the Kingdom of Jin, Zhao Qi was always by Emperor Daojun's side, serving him in undressed clothes every day. Emperor Daojun then prayed to heaven, hoping that God would bless Zhao Qi for a long life, and wrote his wish on On the paper, it was given to Zhao Qi. Zhao Qi cried and thanked Emperor Daojun. After arriving in the Kingdom of Jin, Zhao Qi's beard and hair turned white.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tong frowned slightly and involuntarily glanced at Zhao Gou below. Zhao Gou sat in the eighth seat because the royal family of the Song Dynasty ranked all the children of the princes who died young. Zhao Gou, the fourth son of the emperor, sat in the eighth seat. Ji died early, so he sat eighth.
Zhao Gou looked at Zhao Tao and said, "Second brother, call me if you have something?"
Zhao Tong said: "Have you challenged any high favors to compete recently?"
Zhao Gou's face turned pale when he heard this: "Second brother, that kid is not a human being. How can anyone be so strong? I won't compete with him again."
Zhao Tong smiled, and then the prince Zhao Huan walked in. He was wearing a blue robe and looked a bit old-fashioned. Everyone stood up and saluted.
Zhao Huan looked stronger than last year, but there was a gloomy air in his expression. Even though he was smiling, he seemed unhappy.
He lowered his head slightly and said, "Everyone, please sit down. What are you doing standing up?"
Then he came to Zhao Tong and smiled: "Second brother, are you feeling better?"
Zhao Tong said: "Brother Lao is worried about you and has basically recovered."
Zhao Huan suddenly became excited: "Does that mean you can drink?"
Zhao Tao slightly raised his eyebrows. Zhao Huan usually didn't have any hobbies. At most, he just raised some birds and insects and believed in Buddhism. He had no interest in Daojun and Emperor's wide range of interests. He especially didn't like wine and sex. But at this time, he actually proposed drinking. It showed his mood. It's not as frustrating as it appears.
Zhao Tong nodded and smiled: "I can drink some, preferably fruit wine."
Zhao Huan also smiled and said: "Actually, second brother also knows that I just drink some fruit wine."
Zhao Tong thought about it, and it was true. Whether it was the last time Zhao Huan held a family banquet alone, or some previous times, the prince either didn't drink at all, or he only drank some plum wine.
Zhao Huan walked into the case and sat down, and began to ask Zhao Tan in a low voice some things about his trip to Longyou. Zhao Tan mentioned that he shot the veil of the third Uyghur princess, and Zhao Huan immediately laughed and touched his slightly growing beard. Ask the princess how she looks?
Zhao Tong recalled that it was quite good. He didn't expect that in the wind and sand over there, there would be a girl with a face as tender as a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg.
Zhao Huan said, why not capture her and make her a concubine?
Zhao Tong immediately shook his head, saying that those who are good at martial arts and wild are afraid of getting up in the middle of the night and giving him a sword, and then die without knowing how.
Zhao Huan laughed immediately.
On the side, Zhao Kai sat behind the case with no expression on his face. He looked at his eyes, nose, mouth, and heart, feeling uncomfortable.
He sighed secretly, feeling that Prince Zhao Huan's brain was really not strong enough. The person who clearly wanted to take over your crown prince position was sitting next to you, but he was still chatting and laughing with him. This was either because he was extremely wealthy or he had no ambition. How could he look at Zhao Huan? How does Huan look like the latter?
As for Zhao Tao, if he raises an eagle and flies away, he is an ambitious man...
At this time, Emperor Daojun and the Queen came up from the back of the palace, and everyone stood up again to greet them.
I saw that Emperor Daojun was dressed casually today. He did not wear a Taoist robe. Instead, he wore a tall Dongpo scarf. This is a kind of casual towel that is very popular among scholar-bureaucrats nowadays. It is also draped on a light yellow casual gown. He wore a piece of silk floss for half his arm, obviously trying to look homely and carefree.
Emperor Daojun seemed to be in a very good mood. He looked at the dozens of people below with a kind expression on his face that was rarely seen on ordinary days. At the same time, he felt a little proud. He thought that since the founding of the Song Dynasty, it had the largest territory, the most money and food, and the most emperors. It all happened in his dynasty. This is truly a great achievement that none of the previous emperors have accomplished.
After letting everyone sit down, Emperor Daojun said what was on his mind, and announced the start of the family banquet amidst the compliments of everyone.
After a few glasses of wine, Emperor Daojun waved his hand to interrupt Sizhu and said: "Today's family dinner, is there a rule for drinking wine?"
King Yi Zhao Chu said: "Dad, Brother Jiu and I have discussed it. Last time it was a duet, and last time it was a riddle. This time we will write poems and lyrics."
"Write poems and lyrics?" Emperor Daojun said with a smile: "That's not bad, but how do you win or lose?"
Zhao Chu said: "If you can't do it well, you'll be punished with three drinks of wine. If you do it poorly, you'll be punished with one drink. If you do it well, you won't have to drink it."
Emperor Daojun shook his head and said: "Doesn't that mean that except for the one who does the best, everyone else has to drink?"
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Zhao Yan blushed and said, "My child has never thought of this."
Emperor Daojun said: "I think if you can make it yourself, you can do it freely. If you can't make it, you will be punished with three cups."
Everyone agreed and praised him.
(End of chapter)
