Chapter 91: Prince Rong Ming (3)

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After listening to Rong Ming's analysis, Emperor Xuanwu was startled at first, and then an almost biting cold light flashed across his eyes. Almost as soon as Rong Ming looked over with an inquiring gaze, the cold light in his eyes dissipated instantly. Instead, there was a smile of relief, and he nodded in approval: "The fact that you can analyze it clearly shows that you have really worked hard these days. The prince has really made a lot of progress. I am deeply pleased."

Hearing this, Rong Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he was about to thank him, he saw Emperor Xuanwu's eyes darken, looking at him with a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "But sometimes, a sword does not depend on its length, but on its use. Whether it is handy and whether it can accurately stab the enemy on behalf of its master."

Emperor Xuanwu's far-reaching words shocked Rong Ming. He subconsciously dodged Emperor Xuanwu's meaningful farewell gaze and lowered his eyes and said: "What the father said is absolutely true. My son is not talented and has little knowledge, so he cannot live up to his expectations." A father is like a far-sighted person, and his sons and ministers have learned from it.”

After finishing speaking, Rong Ming looked at Emperor Xuanwu again with some tentativeness and caution. He saw that Emperor Xuanwu's eyes were slightly closed and he was rubbing his eyebrows with a look of exhaustion on his face.

Seeing this, Rong Ming whispered with worry in his eyes: "Father..."

Emperor Xuanwu slowly opened his eyes, and an imperceptible emotion flashed through his tired eyes. He looked at Rong Ming indifferently, and after seeing the worried look on his face, he immediately showed a comforting smile, waved his hand feebly at him, and said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, and the prince is already here too." Go to Chief Zhang. After a while, you can write another policy statement about the situation in Nanling and give it to me."

After saying this, Emperor Xuanwu stopped waiting for Rong Ming to reply and continued to close his eyes to rest.

Seeing this scene, Rong Ming didn't say anything more. He bowed to him respectfully, said softly, "I take my leave," and then quietly exited the palace gate.

After Rong Ming walked away, Emperor Xuanwu suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at Rong Ming's retreating back with deep and complex eyes, his slightly squinted eyes showing a thoughtful look.

He stared in silence for a long time, then exhaled a deep breath and said to Lu Yao who was standing aside: "Lu Yao, the prince's remarks today really surprised me. It seems that this cold wind has made the prince grow up." A lot."

When Lu Yao heard this, he just smiled lightly without showing any surprise on his face. He bowed slightly and said, "It would be a blessing for the prince to be enlightened by this cold wind."

"Well..." Emperor Xuanwu groaned, then smiled meaningfully, "I hope he won't disappoint me."



A few days later, the Prince's Mansion.

The sound of silk and bamboo is clear to the ears, and the strings of the piano are refreshing.

In the banquet hall, more than ten dancers were swinging their graceful waists and waving their silk sleeves to the sound of silk and bamboo strings. In the dancing room, you can see the thin gauze clothes dancing in the wind, the winding water sleeves crisscrossing left and right, and the fragrant wind blowing frequently, making the guests seated overwhelmed and intoxicated.

Prince Rong Ming was sitting on the main seat, smiling and toasting to the guests from a distance.

While they were drinking and drinking, the flattering faces of the guests were even more radiant due to the drunkenness of the wine. There was an unconcealable joy in their eyes, and all kinds of chatter and laughter were endless, echoing in the banquet hall.

Thinking about it, although several of them hold official positions in the court, they all hold official titles of fourth or fifth rank. They are always under pressure from others, so how can they achieve great ambitions? What an honor it is to be favored by the prince and invited to this banquet? If they could assist the crown prince in enthroning the throne, then it would be just around the corner to be promoted to a higher position and rise to prominence, and they would be overjoyed.

In this peaceful scene of singing and dancing, there was only a man in white robe sitting quietly on the seat.

Rong Sui was wearing a moon-white gilt robe. As the lights flickered, a large lotus pattern could be seen looming on the hem of his clothes. Her long black hair was tied up high with a white jade hairpin, which made her originally pure and elegant appearance even more handsome and elegant. She was like a banished immortal coming gracefully under the snowy moonlight, which was incompatible with this lavish feast. Out of place.

The smile on his lips was elegant and indifferent, exuding a breath of spring breeze. His narrow phoenix eyes reflected the bright lights in the hall, like a piece of rare black jade, flowing with a warm luster, but as if All the hustle and bustle of this world is gathered together, making people involuntarily indulge in it.

"Old Qi, don't sit still." While everyone was talking and laughing, Rong Ming walked up to Rong Sui at some point and persuaded with a low smile: "Come, I will introduce you to Mr. Huang and others."

Rong Sui raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw a warm smile on Rong Ming's delicate face, and the eyes that fell on him revealed a gentle and sincere look.

Rong Sui immediately stood up, smiled gratefully at him, bowed slightly and said, "My dear brother, I would like to thank His Highness the Crown Prince for his kindness. However, today all the distinguished guests are here to witness His Royal Highness the Prince's demeanor. How can I dare to overwhelm you? Besides, I have always been a guest." I'm not good at words, and I'm afraid that a momentary lapse of words will disturb everyone's enjoyment. So I won't join in the fun, it's more appropriate to enjoy the dance music here."

Rong Sui met Rong Ming's gaze calmly. In his warm eyes, his eyes were as clear as water, revealing a free and easy attitude that was independent of the world, but also contained a hint of leisurely calmness.

Hearing this, Rong Ming smiled loudly, and the smile rippled between his brows for a long time. The sincerity and cheerfulness in his eyes inadvertently made him appear more approachable.

He couldn't help but joked: "Old Qi, why are you not good at words? From my perspective, you just want to stay here to drink, listen to music, and admire beauties!" After that, he patted him gently. Looking over Rong Sui's shoulders, he sighed helplessly, "I know that you have always had the temperament of a wandering cloud and wild crane. You have never been fond of making friends with officials in the court. You don't value any connections or achievements. Alas, that's all..."

Rong Ming waved his hand helplessly, motioning for Rong Sui to sit down, then turned and walked towards the main seat.

At this moment, the smile on Rong Sui's lips froze slightly, and he suddenly felt something strange. It seemed that not far away, there was a sharp gaze, looking at him without any trace, and almost instantly, that sight The sight disappeared without a trace.

He calmly sat back at the table, his eyes as light as the breeze passing through the crowd leisurely, his warm eyes were as quiet as a pool of calm autumn water, as clear as jade, with no trace of it ever passing by. breeze.

At the same time, Rong Ming, who returned to the main seat, suddenly clapped his hands, and the sound of the silk and bamboo strings suddenly stopped. The dancing girls immediately stopped dancing and bowed and retreated.

The banquet hall, which was originally bustling with laughter and laughter, suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Rong Ming.

I saw Rong Ming facing the curious gazes of everyone, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, looking around at everyone gently, his eyes swept over the blushing faces, and the waves were flowing, showing his usual sense of intimacy.

Finally, he set his sights on Rong Sui, and the smile on his lips had a hint of unfathomable meaning. Then he waved his sleeves and ordered outside the palace: "Come here, give me to Lao Qi." Send the gifts you prepared!"