The Queen hosted a banquet, but the old lady was not in good health and did not go. Mrs. Xie went with her two daughters. This was the most grand ceremony that Han Tao had dressed up in his two lifetimes.
Ms. Xie was wearing a heavy official uniform, smiling and sitting on a chair, directing Grandma Xie and a group of maids to dress Han Tao. She looked at her with satisfaction, as if she was admiring her own work.
"Is mother satisfied?" Han Yu walked around in front of Mr. Xie.
Mrs. Xie nodded with a smile, took a brocade box from the hand of her personal nanny, opened it and placed two large and small grass hairpins. She took out the smaller one and put it on Han Hao's head, "Mother to Sister Qiu." I always owe something, so I can only try my best to make up for it, starting with this little hairpin."
Han Yu's eyes were red. What she longed for most in her life was family love.
"Mom..." Her nose became sore and she burst into tears. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried. After crying for a while, the makeup was a little stained. The little maids rushed forward and patched up the makeup in a hurry.
Han Yu personally put the big grass-flowered hairpin on Xie's temple, and specially chose a conspicuous place. Then he took Xie's hand and went out, and got into the carriage together.
Seeing Xie's arrival, Han Yao immediately stood up to greet her, holding Shi Jing and sitting in the middle, while he sat on the left. Han Yao had no intention of competing with her and took a seat on the right.
Mrs. Xie is beautiful, and Han Yu is her biological daughter. Naturally, she is not much different. However, when she first came back, her skin was a little yellowed by the wind and sun in the countryside, and she looked a bit rustic. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, After these days, the sallowness on Jiang's face has long since faded, and his beauty, which was originally six points, has been upgraded to eight points, which actually puts Han Yao down.
Han Yao's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly, especially when he saw Han Yu and Xie wearing the same Tongcao flower hairpin, the jealousy in his eyes almost overflowed, and he wanted to kill Han Yu. This moment reaches its peak.
Horse hooves make a clicking sound on the bluestone. In early spring, the willow trees on both sides of the street have not yet sprouted new green, and there are only twos and threes of sparrows flying around.
The coachman was a very steady man, and there were no bumps along the way. Soon he reached the foot of the imperial city, and the carriage could no longer enter.
The mother and daughter got off the carriage and walked toward the inner palace.
In name, it was a spring banquet hosted by the queen, but in fact it was a concubine selection banquet for the second prince, the son of Concubine Wan Gui. All the family members of officials above the fifth rank attended.
The second prince is one of the powerful opponents for the position of prince, followed by the oldest prince.
The queen had injured her body a few years ago while trying to block the emperor's sword. She was unable to have children in this life and was named only the eighth princess whose biological mother died young.
The mother and daughter saluted the queen and then took their seats under the guidance of the nun.
As soon as she sat down, Han Yao started to look around. This was inconsistent with her status as a noble daughter of a noble family, so there must be another evil coming.
Sure enough, after sitting for less than a cup of tea, he left on the pretext of going to the toilet. He didn't come back until the spring banquet started, and he came back holding the eighth princess's arm.
The Spring Banquet was no different from other banquets, with the same singing, dancing and vocal music as before, but there was less plot of palace fighting and less fun.
The queen has no children, so it does not make much difference to her whether the second prince of a noble concubine or the eldest prince of a wise concubine ascends the throne. The two concubines are also sensible and respect the queen very much.
"Mother, Yingying plays the pipa very well. My daughter hasn't listened to it for a long time. She misses her for a while. I don't know if mother wants to hear it." The eighth princess said coquettishly.
The Queen looked at her with a doting look on her face, "You're like a skinny monkey. Even if you say so, the Queen Mother can still refuse you, but I still have to ask Miss Han for her opinion."
"Thank you, Queen Mother." The Eighth Princess stuck out her tongue playfully and turned to look at Han Yao, "Yingying, are you willing to play a pipa for Queen Mother's banquet?"
Han Yao stood up and saluted, "It's disrespectful."
The big strings are like heavy rain, and the small strings are like whispers.
I have to admit that Han Yao is really good at playing the pipa, but it's a pity that in order to show off her skills, she actually chose the song "Flowers in the Back Garden". It is not elegant enough, but it is full of romance.
Concubine Xian was a pipa girl, and she was the only one in the audience who liked the music. She looked at the concubine with a sweet smile and said mockingly: "Miss Han plays the pipa really well. I think the second prince will definitely like it."
The imperial concubine gave her a vicious look. The eldest prince married the only daughter of a hussar general who died in battle, and gained prestige among the generals. She originally wanted to win over Prime Minister Han, who was the head of the civil servants, but the concubine Xian saw her thoughts. , and even made sarcastic remarks, she was naturally unhappy in her heart. No matter how good Han Yao was, she would not choose him.
Han Yao naturally heard the clues and stood there awkwardly, looking at the eighth princess as if asking for help.
Naturally, the Eighth Princess couldn't bear to see the handkerchief in trouble, "That must be the newly found second girl Han. I heard from my mother that Han Shangshu's wife was the best at playing the harp when she was in her boudoir. I wonder if I am lucky enough to hear that." Miss Han will play a song."
"I disappoint Your Highness the Princess. Sister Qiu has just been found, and I haven't had time to teach her yet. If Your Highness the Princess wants to listen, I can play a song." Ms. Xie said, protecting Han Tao behind her.
"Madam Shangshu, I want to hear Miss Han talk about the konghou. If you are so pushy and obstructive, do you mean that you don't take me seriously?"
The eighth princess glared angrily, and Han Yao followed suit: "Mother, what are you doing? My sister has just come back, so naturally she has to be exposed in front of others. You always trap her like this. She is like a flower in a greenhouse, forever experiencing Without wind and rain, this is not love, but hurt."
She said this very skillfully. She seemed to be protecting Han Yu, but in fact she was pushing Han Yu into the fire.
Han Yu laughed in anger, looked at Han Yao playfully, silently pushed away Mrs. Xie who was protecting him, and said with a smile: "Mother, my daughter is willing to play a song."
Xie was still a little reluctant and asked, "Can you do that?"
Han Yu nodded.
Although Ms. Xie never taught her, her face was completely disfigured in her previous life, so she could only live in a small house. She learned a lot of skills. In order to please her family, she practiced the konghou secretly, but she didn't expect it to be useful in her previous life. , but it has been put to use in this life, it is really not a waste of time.
The harp was quickly placed on the table.
The Fifth Princess and You You looked like they were watching a show, as if they had already discussed this.
Her slender hands were flying up and down on the string of the harp. Today, Han Yu was wearing light green clothes and had a spring-style grass hairpin on her head. She looked like a deer in the forest and an elf in the mountains, and easily captured everyone's attention. .
"Good, very good. There is a faint hint of a warrior and an iron horse in the sound of the harp. I think the second girl Han must not be inferior to women, but the pipa just now is as good as that of Yihongyuan Xiaotaohong." came from behind. A playful male voice.
