The rising sun casts golden morning glow over the Forbidden City, and the glazed tiles sparkle, adding a touch of warm color to the palace.
The phoenix chariot enters through the Meridian Gate, walks along the Jinshui Bridge, and arrives at the Fengtian Palace Square.
All civil and military officials, as well as women of domestic and foreign orders, kowtowed and paid homage with great ceremony. The scene was vast.
On this day, the Queen's enjoyment was no less than that of the Emperor.
Without stopping, the phoenix chariot passed through the passage left by the officials and rushed towards the Qianqing Palace.
It was long after Queen Luan left that the officials stood up in an orderly manner. Then, the eunuchs from Dongchang arrived one after another, setting the table and moving stools in preparation for the next banquet.
Li Qing got up at the fourth watch and has been busy until now. He has not had any water, but he is starving.
"Father, when will the banquet start?" Li Qing grabbed a young eunuch and asked.
The little eunuch was confused for a moment, and then he said calmly: "We don't know about this either. Our family is only responsible for setting the table. It is not our responsibility to serve the food and open the banquet."
"...Okay." Li Qing waved his hand and muttered: "It's really... not considerate at all. At least let me give you some pastries to comfort your stomach, right?
This is incomparable to the wedding banquets of later generations! "
Don't even think about the wedding ceremony, the bride's toast, etc. Eight hundred heads are not enough to cut off, and there is almost no excitement, so just eat and drink.
However, one thing that is better is that there is no need to follow the rules.
Sigh... It's okay to drink a whole sip of tea... Li Qing rubbed his shriveled belly with a look of helplessness on his face.
It was only 3 o'clock in the morning, and I was afraid that I would not have been away from the banquet for more than two hours.
If he had known this, he would have brought some snacks.
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Qianqing Palace.
On the surface, Zhu Qi Town looks as motionless as a mountain, but in fact, it is hard to see through.
Waiting and waiting, hoping and hoping, my mind is filled with Xiao Qian's smiling face.
"Go and see where the empress is." Wang Zhen raised his foot and kicked his godson, speaking Zhu Qizhen's heart.
The little eunuch agreed and hurried away. Within half a quarter of an hour, he hurried back and said happily: "Your Majesty, your Majesty..."
"You are the only one who talks a lot." Wang Zhen glared fiercely, then trotted up to Zhu Qizhen and said happily, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is here... Oh no, Your Majesty, your Majesty is here."
"Ahem... um." Zhu Qizhen was still there, "I understand."
Although he tried his best to suppress it, his expression of joy gradually grew stronger, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained from raising.
From now on, he is an adult, a husband, a real adult.
No one will ever say that the emperor is young again.
He married the woman he loved. Zhu Qizhen was happy, really happy.
Before that, he thought getting married was just that, nothing fun; but since meeting Xiaoqian, especially the 'further education' last night, he has a deep understanding of the benefits of getting married.
Soon, the voice of "Meet the Queen." sounded outside. Zhu Qizhen could no longer remain still and walked out of the hall in three steps at a time.
Qian was supported by the palace maid as she walked down the dragon chariot. She was wearing a bright red hijab and could only see her feet. It was only after the palace maid reminded her that her husband was right in front of her.
She saluted gracefully, "Concubine..."
"No gift."
A small but strong hand helped her up, followed by a gentle voice: "Come with me, be careful of the steps."
The young couple stepped into the main hall amid the auspicious words of the eunuch and maid.
Zhu Qizhen's back was straight and his face was childish, but he was full of responsibility and responsibility, for fear of bumping into his wife.
He led his wife all the way to the inner hall, helped her sit on the couch, and then let out a long breath.
"Are you exhausted today?" Zhu Qizhen said gently.
"I'm not tired, my concubine." Qian's voice was pleasant. A woman of this age is full of youthful spirit and is good at everything.
She was already outstanding, and Zhu Qizhen liked her to the extreme because of the beauty in her lover's eyes.
The boy and girl held each other's hands, as if their hearts were connected.
At this point, he has a wife and she has a husband.
So good~
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"It's great, the banquet is finally open."
Li Qing looked forward to the stars, the moon, and finally the staff of the imperial kitchen.
One after another exquisite dishes were served on the table, making him salivate.
He was so hungry.
Yu Qian elbowed him and whispered: "Sir, the emperor is not here yet."
"...I know." Li Qing's energy started to sag again.
Zhang Fu and Yang Pu looked at them in amusement.
Li Qing is on duty today, so he naturally has to sit in seat C, sharing the same table with the big bosses.
This arrangement was in line with his wishes.
He couldn't sit at the children's table because he didn't have any children, but it was nice to be able to sit at the same table with the old man as there was no one to compete with him.
Li Qing was quite experienced in eating banquets, especially royal banquets.
So far, no one has been his opponent except Xiaopang.
Not long after, the food and wine were served.
But the little emperor didn't come, and Li Qing could only drink tea depressedly.
After waiting for half an hour, the dragon chariot came slowly.
Everyone stood up and paid attention.
After a while, the emperor and empress stepped off the dragon chariot.
The ministers raised their robes and prostrated themselves: "I wish you long live our emperor, and wish your queen a thousand lives...!"
The young emperor and empress enjoyed the worship of their subjects.
for a long time,
Zhu Qizhen waved his sleeves and said in a clear voice: "Everyone is at peace."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhu Qizhen led Queen Qian to the royal table and sat down, saying loudly: "Everyone, sit down!"
The ministers sat down and watched eagerly as the emperor moved his chopsticks.
Under the spotlight, Zhu Qizhen gave his wife a piece of preserved egg.
Qian had never eaten this thing before, so he endured his fear and took a bite. Soon, his eyes lit up.
"How?" Zhu Qizhen asked.
Qian whispered: "It tastes great."
"Haha... If you like it, eat more." Zhu Qizhen laughed loudly, "Please don't be polite. I am very happy today, so it doesn't hurt to drink two more glasses."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers cupped their hands and raised their fists, bowed their hands in thanksgiving, then picked up their chopsticks and began to eat and drink.
Zhu Qizhen and Queen Qian only made a symbolic appearance and quickly went back in the dragon chariot.
As soon as they left, the officials gradually relaxed and started drinking.
Then... one after another violent coughing sounds were heard, and the faces were red and full of pain, and the grins were extremely funny.
Everyone agrees that the emperor's banquet is always filled with fine wines, not to mention this is the emperor's wedding banquet.
No one expected that the little emperor was so ungrateful that he would cook sweet potatoes at the wedding banquet.
It's really... this table of delicious food was wasted.
"What kind of wine is this?" Yang Pu coughed and was out of breath. The old man had choked on his drink just now and couldn't hold his breath back.
This was definitely the worst drink he had ever had in his life, bar none.
It's spicy and bitter, just like drinking chili pepper water.
There are many people like him, at least those at Li Qing's table have basically never drank.
Yu Qian had a strange look on his face. He did not expect that the little emperor would use this wine at the banquet. He explained: "This is wine made from Xuande potatoes, commonly known as sweet potato roasting. Although the wine is strong, it is very flavorful."
It's quite interesting... Yang Pu was speechless.
Guo Jing, Wang Ji and others were also speechless. Is this wine for others?
Zhang Fu said curiously: "This wine is very popular among the army. I didn't expect that the emperor also likes to drink it."
Guo Jing and others: Is it true that the emperor likes to drink?
Next, it becomes more embarrassing.
Officialdom is a place where human relations are most important. Especially in this kind of place, colleagues must use wine to communicate with each other and to curry favor with their superiors. This is also the reason why the wine culture has endured for so long.
But the sweet potato roast is so unpalatable. I usually enjoy drinking wine, but drinking this wine is simply a suffering.
Sophistication is indispensable, and the wine is really unpalatable, so the officials began to change their strategies.
Abandoned the previous 'deep feelings, a mouthful of stuffy', changed to 'light feelings, a lick. '
A glass of wine comes and goes, but in the end there is still a glass of wine.
Li Qing glanced at it and sneered secretly: You don't want to taste the suffering of the people, right? One day, you have to taste it.
He stopped his chopsticks, raised his wine glass and tilted his neck. He drank a mouthful of wine, tasting the spiciness and bitterness, his eyes dim.
"Mr. Li, I'd like to propose a toast to you." Yu Qian raised his glass.
Li Qing came back to his senses, poured another glass of wine, touched it with him, and drank it in one gulp.
He smiled and said, "Master Yu is right. This wine is indeed very delicious. I wonder what the adults think?" gòйЪ.ōΓg
The big bosses had stern expressions on their faces and nodded perfunctorily.
Li Qing smiled, filled up another glass for himself, and raised his glass: "I pay my respects to you all."
Guo Jing and others raised their glasses to express their gratitude. If it were someone else of the seventh grade, they wouldn't even look at him, but Li Qing was different.
Li Qing is the emperor's master, especially today's status as the wedding envoy, which allows them to see Li Qing's potential.
"Hey? Sir, why don't you drink?" Li Qing was surprised, "Do you think the emperor's wine tastes bad?"
"..."
With such a big hat on, whoever dared to say anything had no choice but to pinch their noses and do it.
Li Qing saw the ferocious faces of these people, as if they had been punished by old sins, and said to himself: You are used to them all, this officialdom needs to be rectified!
