The Mid-Autumn Festival in Cen Xijin's memory is a clean, smooth round wooden table with discounted mooncakes bought in the city, a few cans of cheap pineapple beer, and a braised food platter made by himself. ——Coupled with the endless chatter of a certain Mango TV station, it can be regarded as a Mid-Autumn Festival.
As for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, she also went there twice to join in the fun.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in my hometown, especially the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the countryside.
Half-fat and half-lean bacon dripping with fragrant oil, newly brewed shochu made from ancient recipes, fried peanuts full of salt and pepper, five-nut mooncakes that no one cares about in front of the ancestors' photo frames, and the choking leaves sprayed from the old man's mouth. The smell of cigarette smoke, the little children running around laughing and playing all over the ground, and the red lanterns lit by light bulbs, combined together, became the Mid-Autumn Festival in Cen Xijin's memory.
Unexpectedly, in this fictional dynasty in a foreign country, she could actually catch a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and it was also a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet for a prosperous royal family.
Cen Xijin and Die'er hid behind the shadow of the trees and took a peek. The conclusion they came to was that the moon was round, the scene was grand, there were many people, and then... there were many beauties.
Even the most beautiful concubines and wives are beauties, the handsome princes and ministers are also beauties, and even the Queen Mother, an elderly grandmother-level figure, is also a beauty.
Although the majesty does not look like a majesty at all, and the concubine does not look like a concubine at all, the Queen Mother sitting on the seat to the left of the majesty is graceful and majestic.
In short, the Queen Mother is very Queen Mother.
The eldest princess Xianrong came dressed up and sat next to the Queen Mother obediently. From time to time, she would hand out fruit, bowls of soup, etc., and she would act coquettishly around the Queen Mother as if she were smearing honey on her lips. She did not even look at her biological mother's virtues. Concubine.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pestered the Queen like a twisted candy. Seeing that his son's chubby face with chubby eyes, his soft little hands resembled lotus root knots, and he was as cute as the fairy boy in the New Year pictures, The queen was also very happy for once, so she ignored Emperor Zhengxing's slightly frowning brows and... his fingers tapping on several cases.
Concubine Sun also sat in a case with her children. One moment, Princess Xining was punching and kicking her and getting into trouble. The next moment, the fifth prince was bullied by his sister and cried loudly. He was very busy.
Concubine De's place was much deserted. She looked at her daughter who was acting coquettishly next to the Queen Mother without saying a word, and the veins on the back of her hand suddenly bulged out like a bright moon. For a long time, she quietly held up an empty luminous cup, and filled it with Xizhen wine as if she was pouring it for herself. She looked at the blood-red color, reflecting the golden full moon in the sky, which was really beautiful. .
Concubine Xian also drinks and sits alone. Nowadays, she doesn't know whether she is strong or numb. The only clear thing is that as time goes by, she has become accustomed to everything. The solitary smoke in the desert in my hometown, the sunset over the long river in my hometown, the man riding a bamboo horse under the grape trellis in my hometown, I am afraid I will only see each other in my dreams for the rest of my life.
Cen Xijin squinted his eyes and carefully looked at these most noble people in the Dali Dynasty, but found that among the princes and princesses, there was someone very special, and that person was the eldest prince Mu Jinglun.
He has a cold expression and doesn't talk to others. At first glance, you can tell that he is a lonely and weird person.
She had heard about this person before when she was in the small kitchen.
Mu Jinglun is eleven years old, but when he was five years old, he was diagnosed with epilepsy by the nuns in the palace. Epilepsy, also known as epilepsy in the common saying, is a nightmare that ordinary people cannot get rid of, let alone the emperor's son.
However, the most special thing about him is not himself, but his biological mother.
His mother has no title, only that she is a woman named Fan.
Fan is not some humble palace maid. Her identity is even more taboo for an emperor than that of a palace maid.
Fan was the late emperor's beauty and the concubine of Emperor Zhengxing's father.
No matter which dynasty it is, whether it is modern or ancient, this disgraceful romantic debt is a despised and disgraceful experience.
Perhaps, from the day Mu Jinglun was born, he was destined to have a life of resentment and struggle.
When Mu Jinglun was less than three years old, Fan died of illness on the bed. As for whether she died of illness or was given death, no one asked.
Such a dishonorable person would be clean after death.
"Hey, why are you looking at the eldest prince like this?" Die'er suddenly patted Cen Xijin's shoulder, with a smug look mixed with mockery, as if he had discovered something very funny, "Hey , you...should not like the eldest prince!"
As he spoke, he covered his mouth and laughed.
Cen Xijin was so excited that he came back to his senses. He couldn't help but cover his heart and let out a sigh. Then he looked sideways at her and said pointedly: "Miss Die'er, this is the Weiyang Palace. The walls have ears. If you talk too much, you will be wrong." !”
Die'er's eyes widened, hehe, when was it the turn of a rough little palace maid to teach her a lesson? ! She is a second-class maid, second-class maid, second-class! !
She was so angry that she just wanted to slap someone twice, how simple and refreshing.
Cen Xijin tilted his head and motioned for her to look at the people passing by at the palace banquet, and sneered: "Sister, if you are not afraid that I will scream out and be heard by the nobles, then just take action."
Let the nobles hear it... That's fine! Even if you don’t die, your skin will peel off!
"Remember it!" Die'er lowered her voice, as if she was waning, but the momentum in her words was not lost.
Too lazy to vent his anger at her, Cen Xijin just felt that this butterfly was really annoying.
The process of the grand Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet was no different from the banquets of later generations.
Usually, the big man comes out to give a speech first, and then the people below cheer and applaud, and then they eat, drink, and enjoy singing and dancing.
Originally, what Cen Xijin wanted to hear most was His Majesty's speech, but she found that the most tragic thing was that he had already delivered his speech, but they were so far away that she didn't hear anything in the end.
There should be a microphone here, sound engineer!
Don’t even think about cheering and applauding. Instead, greetings and kowtows.
Something happened during the greetings. It should be considered a happy event, right?
The thing is: a certain talented person named Liu couldn't help but retched several times. Then, the way His Majesty looked at her suddenly changed.
After people from the Tai Hospital came to check for pulse, Cen Xijin didn't hear the result. But seeing the smiles on the faces of the Queen Mother and Her Majesty, even a fool would know that Liu Cairen was pregnant!
After greetings, the banquet began.
Braised quail in soy sauce, duck feet in Sichuan sauce, shumai with anchovies, pipa prawns, heavenly abalone, beef fillet in oyster sauce, slippery shell balls, three-waisted melon roll, fragrant wild rice, strange-flavored walnuts, golden jam cake, squid roll, wild duck breast , venison slices, roe deer spine... Although the portions of each item are not large, they are freshly placed on every table, making people salivate.
However, no matter how good the food and drink is, no matter how many tricks there are, Cen Xijin can only look at it eagerly and salivate - is this the legendary "food and drink at other people's homes"?
Unfortunately, she could only open her mouth and drink some cold northwest wind.
At the same time as the banquet started, the singing and dancing also started.
The singing and dancing at the beginning seemed to be the type that the Queen Mother liked, lively and tacky.
The little chubby children in red and green, each holding a big birthday peach bag, jumped around the venue with exaggerated and weird movements, and the music was noisy. It was really... not interesting.
Concubine Xian could actually look at it with rapt attention.
The next few performances were all lively, with either Diao Chan worshiping the moon or Magu celebrating her birthday. Her singing skills were top-notch - Yiyi, Cen Xijin didn't understand what she was singing anyway - it's a pity that her appearance is on the low side. Emperor Zhengxing found him very boring because of his advanced age.
Then, in the empty night, a sound of drumming came from a distant place.
A graceful lady arrives gracefully.
This time, it is Chang'e flying to the moon.
