Although no one would pay attention to him, Chu Xiangtian still spontaneously followed the table and sat down. Fu Yan sat next to the Queen Mother, and Chu Xiangtian sat next to him.
Exquisite dishes were put together, except for the dishes that were prepared before, and the Queen Mother was worried that Fu Wei would not be used to it, and temporarily ordered the southern dishes made by the royal chef.
The palace man was serving on the side of the meal, but Chu Xiangtian was impatient to wait for others to retire, and he personally simmered the soup. He first put a bowl in front of the Queen Mother and placed a bowl in front of Fu Wei.
The Queen Mother gently stirred the spoon in the soup bowl and looked at Chu Xiangtian's movements to raise her eyebrows slightly. "You have been raising you for more than 20 years. This is the first time you have tasted the soup you have hand-picked."
She faintly glared at her little son, and she was in a complicated mood: "It will eventually hurt people."
Chu Xiangtian's face is as thick as a city wall, and the words are very much in agreement: "Our wife must of course hurt myself."
Fu Yan's face was red, and he kicked him under the table.
The Queen Mother was caught by him, and he was not angry: "No shame!"
Chu Xiangtian did not care, and gave Fu Wei a piece of fish.
They were eating, and the voice of the palaceman was heard outside. Chu Fengyuan walked in with a stalk and saw the three people who were eating with a smile: "The mother's meal is not called a child."
The Queen Mother looked at him with a strange look. Before she said it was good to let her meet people today, the emperor would see you next time, so as not to scare people. As a result, he couldn’t help but curious and ran over.
Fu Wei, who had already relaxed, actually tightened his body and bowed up and saluted.
Chu Fengyuan looked at him with interest and his eyes were mild and he didn't feel the sharpness. Fu Hao felt that he was seen behind his hair.
"Yu Ling can still live in the palace?" Chu Fengyuan cares.
Fu Hao nodded cautiously, "habit."
Chu Fengyuan sighed with a sigh of relief. He sat down on the right hand side of the Queen Mother and smiled and let him sit down. "This is a family feast. You don't have to be cautious. Isn't it scary?"
Fu Hao sat down and hesitated and shook his head.
The two brothers look very much like each other. They are sitting together. There are eight similarities between the eyebrows, but Chu Fengyuan’s temperament is more succinct. He laughs and gives people a good feeling of speaking, while Chu Xiangtian is rude. Used to it, plus the perennial campaign, the eyebrows bring a suffocating, the average person does not dare to get close.
I don’t know if I’m used to the smell of someone. Fu Wei thinks that Chu Xiangtian is more close to teach people. Although the emperor smiles, Fu Wei is subconsciously nervous.
However, these can only be thought out in my heart. On the surface, I still have to accept the emperor.
Chu Fengyuan looked at his expression completely inconsistent with the answer, and did not debunk. He smiled and glanced at the black-faced younger brother. If nothing happened, "Is it a bad mood? Is it a dish that doesn't taste?"
Chu Xiangtian blinked, facing him, I was a deliberate smile and grind my teeth.
Chu Fengyuan was very talkative, and did not show the emperor's prestige. From time to time, Chu Xiangtian took a piece of fun to say that it was just an ordinary brother who cares about his brother. He quickly eliminated Fu’s tension. Prepare for prevention.
The tight back of the back relaxed, Fu Fu rounded his eyes, his mouth curled up unconsciously, and looked sideways at Chu Xiangtian. "Would you be so stupid when you were young?"
Chu Xiangtian grinds his teeth and puts a piece of glutinous rice ribs in a bowl. "Don't listen to him."
Fu Hao "Oh", turned his head and ribs in the bowl, his eyes were still bent, and he saw that he did not listen to Chu Xiangtian's words.
After using the lunch, the Queen Mother took Fu Wei and heard that Mr. Shuo said the book. This winter, the outside is too cold, not good at the outside to pass the time, had to ponder the fresh stuff in the house.
The Queen Mother had nothing to do in the past few days. She often went to Yuzhangge to listen to the book. Mr. Shuo was a woman in her thirties. She wore a gray robes and dressed as a man, and came back to the stage before returning to the stage. Then I will talk about it last time.
"Mr. Chen is good at skills, and is the best gentleman in Qingyang City's storytelling." The Queen Mother said to Fu.
Fu Hao rarely listened to people who spoke, and when they heard it, they came to be interested. When they were sitting together, they were all interested.
Chu Xiangtian who is sitting next to him: "..."
Mr. Chen’s method of storytelling is unique. She is talking about traditional opera repertoire. The story above is a familiar story of Dachu people, but she is said to be ridiculous, emotional, and can make dozens of different voices. Very mobilizing emotions.
This time I heard it as a tragedy. Once I finished speaking, the Queen Mother pressed the scorpion and pressed the corner of her eye. Fu 湉 thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea on her, too, the teat at the back end looked at him, and his eyes were red, I couldn’t help it. Laughing, "Mr. Chen is always in the palace, next time you enter the palace, come back to listen."
Fu Hao nodded and seemed to like to listen to the book, not to reconcile the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother was even happier. The two sons occasionally accompanied her. It was also a boring look. The Queen was filial and often came to accompany her. She only liked the fresh words. The Queen Mother couldn’t tell her, often one. No one talked when people saw it.
Fu Wei just happened to make up for this deficiency.
Chu Xiangtian listened to his heart and suddenly sounded a bell, and euphemistically reminded: "After the mother, You Ling is a foreign man. It is not good to enter the palace often."
The Queen Mother looked at him with a little thought and was not pleased: "You are not old enough, and this harem has no other embarrassment except the Queen. I called him to accompany me. Who would dare to say?"
"In the end, is it that you don't want to enter the palace?" She said, covering her face and saddened. "You two are not willing to accompany me. Now it's hard to be awkward. You have to stop." ?"
Fu Yi immediately felt distressed and stunned Chu Xiangtian. He quickly said: "As long as the Queen Mother is not a micro-minister, he can call the court at any time."
After the sad look of the Queen Mother, he turned to smile and patted Fu's back. "It's a good boy."
Chu Xiangtian: "..."
The two stayed in the palace for dinner before they went out to the palace. The Queen Mother wanted to stay with Fu Xiao, but Chu Xiangtian said that there were still many things to deal with in Qingyang, which brought people back.
After they left, the Queen Mother said to Wang: "If you go to Changle Palace, you will say that the mourner has something to do with the emperor."
Wang Hao took the lead and left. After a while, Chu Fengyuan sat in the royal family and saw that there was only one Queen in the Changyang Palace. He smiled and said: "Is Feng Qi bringing people back?"
The Queen Mother snorted, "I am afraid that I will leave people strong, and the food is very good."
Chu Fengyuan laughed, "He rarely meets a favorite."
This can not alleviate the dissatisfaction of the Queen Mother to the younger son, but think of the purpose of calling the emperor, or talk about the business, "you have seen it, you are a good boy..."
She said: "He came from a merchant, and he was first to Qingyang. Fenghou was also seen on the face of Fengqi. The nobles of Qingyang City did not know how to arrange him. Since Feng Xiao recognized him, hesitation It is also time to do something for the elders and support him."
The emperor apparently also knew the situation that Fu Hao would face in the future, and nodded in agreement, "Let Let Deqing go."
The Queen Mother was relieved and showed a satisfied smile.
Chu Fengyuan smiled and said: "It seems that the mother really likes him." Otherwise, he will not be called to personally explain.
The smile on the face of the Queen Mother faded down and sighed: "He is not easy to meet a good phoenix. The mourner can't always look at the gossip of those people to destroy their feelings."
Fu Xiaogang went to Qingyang. I don't know if some people are idle, and how rumored the rumors are. The Queen Mother does not want them to be so ill-intentioned. It is better to cut off the source of rumors from the beginning.
There is a Queen who is supporting the emperor. Who dares to say something?
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Out of the Songhe Temple, the two walked side by side on the long palace corridor. Fu Hao had no embarrassment when entering the palace, and even the footsteps were much easier.
Chu Xiangtian calmed his face and saw him ignoring himself. He couldn’t help but hold his hand and pinch his back neck to press people on the pillar. "So happy? Not afraid now?"
Fu Yu twisted his body and tried to break free, but he was firmly clamped. He only said: "The emperor and the Queen Mother are very good."
"Imperial is good? Where is it?" Chu Xiangtian raised his eyes in danger and lowered his voice and asked: "Do you think I am good or he is good?"
Fu Hao was shocked by his unreasonable troubles. He stayed and explained: "I just think that the emperor is not as majestic as the rumor..."
Chu Xiangtian was quickly flooded by vinegar, and if he had nothing to wear the sensitive earlobe, "the emperor will use this trick to deceive people from an early age. You will talk to him less later, or you will not know if you are sold." ""
Fu Xin felt that he was eating vinegar again, and the dry "oh".
"There are still mothers..." Chu Xiangtian said again: "So many juniors are rushing to serve the Queen Mother. How can they not even have a person who is accompanying the book? Don't be fooled by her..."
Fu Yan swallowed his throat and raised his hand to poke his cheek. "Would you like to eat the vinegar of the Queen Mother?"
Chu Xiangtian silent for a while, said: "This is not called jealous."
Fu Wei: "...oh." Is it?
Chu Xiangtian, who has nothing to say, can only use his actions to close his mouth and press the person behind the colonnade for a while.
When the two men came out from behind the colonnade, their lips were a little red, especially Fu's lower lip was still broken--Chu Xiangtian bite too hard. I accidentally bite it.
The bearer waited for a long while at the entrance of Changyang Palace, only to see the two slowly coming out. Fu Yan raised his sleeve and covered his face with half a face. He reached out and touched his lips. He took a breath and felt a little pain.
The gas is still in the heart to give someone a note.
On the second day after returning from the palace, Wei Wei sent a visitor to the door and invited the king to come to the spring banquet.
The Spring Music Banquet is an annual banquet for aristocratic children. It can be attended by people over the age of 10, mainly for the children to get to know each other. The banquet is usually held in March, and the children of each family are doing the East. This is the turn of the Guardian.
The defending team had a good relationship with the king, and the defender simply handed him the errand.
After accepting the post, Fu Wei promised to go. This is the first step of his formal entry into Qingyang. He will not refuse.
He went, Chu Xiangtian naturally stayed with him, and other families heard that they were going, and they were not prepared to go.
This year's spring music banquet. Maybe it will be the most feasting people in the past years.

Chapter 93 

Although no one would pay attention to him, Chu Xiangtian still spontaneously followed the table and sat down. Fu Yan sat next to the Queen Mother, and Chu Xiangtian sat next to him. Exquisite dishes were put together, except for the dishes that were prepared before, and the Queen Mother was worried that Fu Wei would not be used to it, and temporarily ordered the southern dishes made by the royal chef. The palace man was serving on the side of the meal, but Chu Xiangtian was impatient to wait...

MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

Chapter 93

MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me! - Chapter 93