After the Holy Master stroked his goatee and watched Jintong's performance, Tian Dazhong immediately rolled up the door curtain with a wave of his hand.
Finally, when the Holy Lord revealed his identity, the guards hidden in the boxes on the left and right of the Holy Lord took off their armor-covering coats and appeared neatly. Everyone in the Anxiang Shuying Garden immediately fell to their knees and shouted "Long live".
Tian Dazhong's anger sank into his Dantian, and his voice was loud: "The Holy Master said: Madam Pingning Hou knew that I was worried about the war in southern Xinjiang, so she personally went on stage to sing a song to boost morale. Her heart is commendable, and I will give you a jade pendant." Then he presented it with both hands.
The last yellow dragon jade pendant that the Holy Lord carried around and played with.
Jintong knelt down to express his gratitude and took the jade pendant with both hands. Remembering that Jin Dabing and his wife were still with the Holy Lord, he took two maids and went to the Holy Lord in person to thank him.
The Holy Master looked at Jintong with a look of disgust: "Dancing with a gun and dancing with a stick, there is no trace of the soft beauty of a woman!"
Jintong deeply suspected: Holy Lord, this is menopausal syndrome!
Empress Jiang glanced at the Holy Lord and looked at Jin Tong with a friendly look on her face, like an amiable aunt: "Tong'er, come and walk around the palace more often when you have time. Don't be too busy. There are many interesting places in the palace."
Jintong's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all trembled, and he was thinking about how to answer without being rude.
Empress Jiang took off a pair of mutton-fat white jade bracelets she was wearing and helped Jintong put them on herself: "It's good to be young. Look at this skin. It's so tender that you can pinch water. It goes well with this mutton-fat white jade.
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"This is what I gave to the queen when I got married. The queen is really generous today!" The Holy Lord said coolly. Thinking that Jintong is Jinsong's only legitimate daughter and Jinhong's only sister, he thought about it.
Ya added: "This bracelet looks pretty good on little Fattong's hand."
Jintong was stunned for a moment. She had actually drunk a little too much tonight. She had just performed on stage and was sweating all over in the winter. She seemed to be awake, but her brain was a little slow in some aspects, and her infinite associations were excessive in some aspects.
When she thought about what the Queen had just said, "There are so many fun places in the palace!" and when she thought about the Holy Lord saying that this was given to the Queen when he got married, and for the first time he praised her as "good-looking", her thinking immediately became distorted.
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She knelt down anxiously: "Queen, this bracelet is too precious..."
"Wear it well. I am old and frail now. How can I still wear such a pure white jade bracelet?"
The Holy Lord, who was still alive, coughed twice. When Zhang He accompanied Tian Dazhong to hold the cat, he shamelessly asked Zhang He to hand over all the wine that Jintong had brought. How dare Zhang He disobey?
He was able to move over all the fine wine and delicacies that Jintong had brought that had not been touched.
In addition, Queen Jiang was very merciful and did not stop the Holy Master from drinking. So the Holy Master drank a little too much and coughed when his throat felt itchy, but Jin Tong became a little scared.
She wondered if the old man would see her talking back to him from time to time and find her particularly interesting. Zheng Qiyan was currently fighting in southern Xinjiang and didn't care about her wife. He wanted to seize the opportunity and drag her into the harem, right?
In this history, it seems that there are indeed such bloody incidents!
Good girl, she is a bronze in house fights, let alone palace fights! As soon as she entered the noble family, she was as deep as the sea. From then on, the great young people of the 21st century who had developed all-round moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills turned into ruthless murderers.
The black lotus, if it enters the palace gate, what will happen? If there is no body left, it will die young?
Jintong's head rumbled, his feet went limp, and he simply lay down in front of the Holy Lord and wailed: "Holy Lord, why don't you kill me?"
Empress Jiang couldn't help laughing when she saw Jintong shouting at the sky and the earth: This little girl is so cute, not at all like those pretentious ladies in Beijing. She looks dignified and elegant on the surface, but she doesn't know what she is harboring secretly.
The Holy Master puffed his beard and stared: "Xiao Feitong, am I one of those foolish kings who cares about human life? Besides, what's the use of asking for your dog's life?"
"You wash and clean, chop big bones to make soup, chop the rest of the meat into slices, shred and mince it into minced meat, let the imperial chef fry, stir-fry, steam, grill, serve, serve, etc., you can always make up a few dishes to go with the wine, right?" Jintong was dumbfounded.
Answered confusedly.
Empress Jiang held her belly and laughed until tears came out. Aunt Chu who was waiting at the side quickly helped her rub her belly.
The Holy Master looked at Jintong with a look of disgust: "Xiao Feitong, with your virtue, even if my royal chef breaks his hand from struggling, he still won't be able to cook a few good dishes."
A few of them chatted about the issue of cannibalism. What most people saw was that Mrs. Jin was blessed with a favor, the Queen personally gave her a bracelet, and the Holy Lord chatted and laughed with her. Pingning Hou has won many battles in southern Xinjiang.
Mrs. Ninghou is so favored by the Holy Spirit, so she will have to be fawning over her in the future.
At midnight, the New Year's Eve performance was almost over. According to the usual practice in previous years, Mr. Zuo, the Minister of Rites, personally took the four treasures of the study and went to the middle box to ask the nobles to write a message of congratulations, then put it on the Kongming lantern, raise the Kongming lantern to pray for all the best in the new year. Now St.
When the Lord arrived in person, Mr. Zuo naturally brought the Four Treasures of the Study to the Holy Lord and asked the Holy Lord to write the inscription himself.
The Holy Lord was annoyed by Jintong's feast of human flesh and wanted to beat her up. He looked at her and pointed casually: "Little Fattong, help me write the inscription." The Holy Lord has been suffering from paralysis of his hands and feet from time to time recently, and he drank too much tonight.
Too much, and his right hand felt quite uncomfortable. Naturally, he didn't want to make a fool of himself. Anyway, Jintong's reputation was far and wide, so he just let her make a fool of herself!
Jintong's messed up brain immediately obeyed unconditionally, and he started writing without any courtesy, irritating Mr. Zuo and Tian Dazhong beside him to the point where their hearts nearly stopped.
Mr. Zuo is considered a relative of Jintong. He is the biological father of the wife of Jintong’s cheap husband’s half-brother. Naturally, he is worried that Jintong will write messily, break the rules, and offend the Holy Lord. The consequences will be disastrous. Just now
He wanted to remind Jintong a few words, but saw Tian Dazhong teleporting behind Jintong. He breathed a sigh of relief. With Eunuch Tian here, nothing would happen.
Tian Dazhong immediately rushed to Jintong's side. He was about to give a hint quietly, but he saw Jintong writing like a spirit, dragons and phoenixes dancing: "The world is harmonious, the sun and the moon are clear; when the wind and rain come in time, there will be no disasters. The country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the grain is plentiful;
Advocate virtue and promote benevolence, and cultivate courtesy. There will be no thieves in the country, and there will be no injustice in prison. The strong will not bully the weak, and everyone will be at peace. People will have no illness, wealth, and peace. Live long and be virtuous, and start well and end well." Several sentences are said in one go, without any pause.
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Jintong was writing, and then he remembered that he should flatter the Holy Lord, so he added four more sentences: "The emperor is wise, the ministers are honest; enjoy the joy with the people, and the whole world celebrates."
Then he suddenly remembered that he had to compose a poem, so he copied Cao Xueqin and continued to write a poem to chant the moon: "On the third or fifth day of the year, we are reunited, and the sun is shining brightly to protect the jade railing. It is only brought out by the sky, and all the people in the world look up!
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The operation was so smooth that the Holy Master and others were amazed!
Mr. Zuo was preparing to brag about Jintong, but the Holy Lord came forward and he could only choose to continue to do it.
The Holy Lord touched his goatee and commented: "The little girl's handwriting is so sharp and powerful that it penetrates the back of the paper. It is as powerful as a frightening dragon. There is no trace of the soft and reserved beauty of a woman. There is also this word, look, look! A piece of heaven.
When the wheel comes out, all the people in the world look up! Is this what a woman should say? Ah?"
"Holy Master, I am writing an inscription on your behalf, but it is too weak and feeble. What if people secretly laugh at you for being a sissy? How about you think about it again and write a decadent poem that makes you cry out for pain without any illness."
"Forget it, that's fine. I'm tolerant and won't argue with you."
Lord Zuo looked at the Holy Master with great envy as he crazily picked on Jintong. He really couldn't ask for such an honor!
The Holy Lord's temperament is: hitting means kissing, scolding means loving. Among the civil and military officials, those who are insulted and scolded by him at every turn are actually the most favored. Those Holy Lords do not even look at him, or are polite.
, there is only one person and one kind of person. One is the unique Emperor Master Mr. Jiang, and the other is someone he does not like. Therefore, most of the civil and military officials of the Dayi Dynasty have a somewhat masochistic tendency, and they are eager to be beaten by the Holy Lord.
It's so honorable to scold them!
Jintong naturally didn't know about this. Gongsun Wuji didn't know that Jintong was not the original, so although he analyzed the character of the Holy Lord, he didn't tell Jintong about his strange habits. He was picked on by the Holy Lord.
In the evening, Jintong's nerves were almost exhausted after supporting him until now.
After Jintong finished writing poems on the theme of becoming a saint, five Kongming lanterns rose first, followed by three thousand lanterns. It was a spectacular moment. Everyone in the audience silently clasped their hands in prayer. Jintong quickly imitated everyone else and clasped their hands in prayer.
, but I was secretly happy that it was finally almost over.
The three thousand bright lanterns drifted away in the wind, and the Holy Lord took the Queen back to the palace.