A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City - Chapter 102

“His Royal Highness, the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law, don’t like to eat venison?” Before everyone moved their chopsticks, Jiuzhu asked.

“Perhaps it is.” Wang Chen rolled up his sleeves and began to attack the venison.

Wang finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Forgot to invite the fourth brother!

Just as he was about to send someone to invite in the courtyard of the fourth disciple, he saw Yun Yanze and Sun Caiyao walking out of the inner courtyard.

The eyes met each other and the atmosphere became awkward.

Yun Yanze saw his brothers sitting neatly around the table, and saw an awkward smile on Wang An’s face. He still didn’t understand what was going on.

“Fourth brother, you came just right.” Jing Wang said: “Second brother is hosting a venison banquet. We are about to send someone to invite you two. By coincidence, you will come out. Please take a seat.”

Sun Caiyao is very worried, her Royal Highness has always been cold and expensive, several princes are so slow…

“Thank you.” Yun Yanze lifted his robe and sat down at the table.

In this situation, Sun Caiyao feels even more distressed. If her former Highness, why should she wrong herself so much?

According to the order of the princes, Yun Yanze should be sitting on the head of Wang Chen, but Wang Chen is sitting next to Wang An.

Princess Huai and Princess An talked with Ming Jiuzhu diligently, full of flattering meanings.

They were of course not Ming Jiuzhu, but Yun Duqing beside Ming Jiuzhu.

Yun Yanze looked at Wang Huai and saw that the other party was absent-minded, so he couldn’t help but sneered in his heart. As the eldest son, the eldest brother is really willing to be the **** of Yun Duqing?

“Meat, it’s interesting to bake it by yourself.” Wang An learned that Yun Duqing rolled up his sleeves: “None of us want to be served today, what do you think?”

“Okay.” Wang Huai picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp: “Do it all by yourself.”

A group of princes and concubines proudly started roasting venison by themselves, and finally got a bunch of barbecue that couldn’t be eaten. Fortunately, there were other dishes on the table to go with the wine, and they barely saved their face.

Jiuzhu couldn’t see their bad and good things, and put the roasted meat into the King Chen bowl, and the smell of the barbecue spread to everyone’s nose.

When the crowd saw Wang Chen eating with gusto, their mood suddenly became unhappy. Everyone didn’t succeed in eating barbecue, why are you two not gregarious?

Wang Chen didn’t know that his brothers were glaring at him, or even if he knew, he would pretend that nothing happened. If it was just like this, he ate the barbecue, put down his chopsticks, and approached his princess to learn how to barbecue with her.

“His Royal Highness is amazing.”

Oh, just turned the meat over, what’s so great?

“His Royal Highness did a great job.”

Hey, I brushed a layer of honey on the meat, and the meat is old.

“How does your Highness do anything, you can learn it all at once?”

Oh, that’s impossible, unless he brags.

“Come on, taste it.” Chen Wang sandwiched the roasted meat and blew it before feeding it to Jiuzhu’s mouth.

The charred venison has some wood, the seasoning is not evenly sprinkled, the salty taste is too heavy, and even a bit bitter, the taste is not good.

“how does it taste?”

Jiuzhu looked at His Highness’s expectant eyes and smiled.

The proud fairy fell from the sky for her and caught her with fireworks. The hand holding the seal and the whip was covered with oily smoke and was smoky, just to roast a piece of meat for her personally.

Swallowing venison, Jiuzhu smiled and nodded: “It’s delicious.”

“Then I will continue baking for you.”

“OK.”

After a few glasses of wine, the king was not drunk. He looked at Yun Duqing and Ming Jiuzhu, who were almost sticking together, and gave a tut. When he first got married with the princess, the two of them were not sticky.

“The prince, the slave servant pours wine for you.” A maid holding a hip flask, softly pours a glass of wine for the king.

When Wang Huai saw this palace lady, he subconsciously glanced at Princess Huai. Seeing that Princess Huai hadn’t noticed, Wang Huai said: “Get out, I don’t need you to wait here.”

“Yes, the slave and maid retire.” The court lady bowed Yingying, holding her hip flask and walked away.

“The venison that the second brother got today is really good.” Jing Wang gradually groped for the knack of barbecue, and praised: “No wonder I specially called the brothers together.”

Yun Yanze sips the wine without saying, Sun Caiyao put the roasted meat in his bowl: “Your Highness, can you taste it?”

“It’s a bit salty.” Yun Yanze took a small bite: “You haven’t done this before, it’s already very good.”

Sun Caiyao touched the oil-burning place on the back of her hand and smiled.

Princess An threw aside the unidentified object that was roasted black and charred in her hand, re-bake a piece of meat that was barely visible, and put it in King An’s bowl.

Wang An silently swallowed the meat into his stomach, not even daring to chew it.

“Come on, today our five brothers gather for a drink together.” Wang Huai held up the glass: “May… the brotherly love is deep, and we will not forget the joy of being together today.”

Wang Chen put down his chopsticks, and then picked up the wine glass: “Come on.”

Five wine glasses touched together.

The wine is the same, the wine glass is the same, but the mood of drinking is different.

In the second cup, the prince and concubines raised the cup. While drinking, Wang Chen took the cup in Jiuzhu’s hand: “She is not good at drinking, I drank it for her.”

“Good.” Wang An praised: “Fifth brother is so courageous.”

Jiuzhu waited for King Chen to finish drinking two glasses of wine, and picked the meat and fed it to his mouth, helping him to suppress the wine.

But the posture of drinking for her at the bottom of the hall was so cool.

After a few wine tours, the princes were already a little drunk. Sometimes they talked about their youth and sometimes they sang on each other’s shoulders. They really looked like brothers.

“The dishes are cold. Let’s replace them with new dishes.” Princess Huai stood up and said to several younger siblings: “Let them make trouble by themselves. Let’s talk next to her.”

Princess Jing and Sun Caiyao did not move.

Princess An and Princess Jiuzhu got up and sat with Princess Huai by the stone table next to them, and the maid brought tea to relieve their greasiness.

Listening to the out-of-tune singing of several princes, Princess Huai sighed: “It’s been a long time since I saw the five of their brothers, gathered together like this.”

Princess An glanced at Jiuzhu and did not speak.

Princess Huai laughed softly: “Now we are talking between wives and wives, don’t care what their men think.”

“We women who are married to the royal family, we always pay attention to what we say and do things on weekdays, and always be careful. It’s rare to be ourselves at this moment, and we don’t have to worry too much.” Princess Huai said in a tone and looked at Jiuzhu: ” Nine beads.”

Jiuzhu was drinking tea with her head down, listening to Princess Huai calling herself, raising her head and blinking to look at her.

“Thank you.” Princess Huai looked at Jiuzhu’s eyes with a bit of kindness.

Jiuzhu looked at the princess pregnant with incomprehension, why did she thank her?

Princess Huai laughed loudly: “They sing, we can’t just sit there, I will play a tune for you.”

The palace man took the piano, and the princess pregnant flicked the strings: “I played a song at the flower viewing banquet held by the empress and empress, and the mother and concubine took a fancy to it and finally married into the palace.

“Qin, I haven’t played it for a long time.” The smile on her face was slightly faint: “If it doesn’t sound good, you two can bear it up.”

At the moment when the sound was made, Jiuzhu put down the teacup unconsciously and sat up straight.

Even Princess Jing and Sun Caiyao who were sitting next to her husband turned their heads and looked over here.

On weekdays, the princess Huai, who looks regular and steady, pops up the song, but has a bit of springtime vitality.

Listening to the song, Jiuzhu seemed to hear the spring breeze, and saw the vegetation growing and the flowers blooming.

After the song was over, Jiuzhu was excited and applauded: “It sounds nice, very nice, everything is born, flowers bloom.”

Princess Huai looked at Jiuzhu’s shining eyes, gently stroking the piano body, drunkenly intoxicated. If it were in the past, she would never do what she is today: “This song was made in my leisure time, and it was never famous. Since Jiuzhu likes it, I will Let’s name it “The Orb Huan”.”

Jiuzhu was a little embarrassed: “Is this a bit bad?”

“A good song is hard to find a friend. It is a blessing for this song to please you.” Princess Huai smiled and shook her head: “Without you, this would be an obscure song.”

This song, at first hearing it, only feels cold and sad and lonely, and few people hear the joy after the cold.

Everything grows silently, and when the flowers bloom, they are also cold and silent.

This growth and hope after the cold and quiet is most easily forgotten and ignored.

Baozhuhuan, Baozhuhuan, one song makes you happy.

Princess An looked at Ming Jiuzhu who was smiling happily, and in the eyes of her sister-in-law, she found an undisguised affection.

As the eldest son, the princess regards the most threatening prince and princess as a bosom friend, which is a rare spectacle in the palace.

It’s a pity that everyone in the world praises the affection of men, and how many literati write about the loyalty of their daughter’s family?

Princess An joined in the excitement, played a tune on the jade flute, and looked sideways at Jiuzhu amidst the praise of her wife: “Jiuzhu, do you want to offer a song?”

“I don’t know many songs, and I don’t know how to make such an elegant instrument.” Jiuzhu hesitated, and asked the palace clerk of the Sixth Palace: “Is there Xiqin?”

“Yes, please wait for the princess.”

Xi Qin?

Princess Huai and Princess An are a little curious. Few noble daughters learn Xiqin. Didn’t expect Jiuzhu to be this?

“My master, I often use Xiqin to play music for me. After a long time, I will do it too.” Seeing their curiosity, Jiuzhu talked about what happened when he was a child: “Especially in summer nights, cicadas sing, moon stars Thin, the sound of music echoes in the valley, as if from the sky.”

The palace man took Xi Qin, and Jiuzhu tried the strings with a bow. The creaking sound made the drunken princes sober for a little while.

“Xi Qin used to pluck the strings, but like Master, I like to draw a bow.” Jiu Zhu put Xi Qin on her thigh and pulled it up.

The sound of the piano is melodious, as if there are birds spreading their wings in the empty valley.

However, after the bird flew, it was unspeakable loneliness and sadness.

Princess Huai and Princess An, who listened carefully to the song, were fine, but Wang Huai, who was drinking, suddenly reddened his eyes, and poured a cup of cold wine into his stomach.

Wang Chen put down his wine glass, turned around to look at Jiu Zhu of La Xiqin, and listened carefully to the sound of the piano.

“Fifth brother, what are you doing? Drinking.” The drunk An Wang stretched out his hand to grab Lachen’s sleeve.

Wang Chen glanced at him, and ruthlessly tore his hand from his arm.

Is he in a daze?

That was listening to my wife’s music.

Wang Huai was still in tears, but no one of the brothers comforted him. Even Princess Huai just glanced at it, and then looked away as if he hadn’t seen it.

“This wine, why the more you drink it, the more bitter it gets.” Wang Huai wiped his face casually with his sleeve: “Whoever plays the music makes people feel uncomfortable.”

After listening to this tune, he finally understood the situation in “Jiang Xue”, “Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct, and thousands of people disappeared”.

“Big brother, don’t say a few words.” Even if he is drunk, Wang An still keeps in mind that he should not offend his fifth brother: “That’s a song made by the fifth brother and sister.”

“Five younger siblings are young, how can you pull this kind of…”

“The sound of the piano is unintentional, the listener has the heart.” Wang Chen interrupted Wang Huai’s words: “It’s not the sound of the piano, it’s your heartache.”

How bitter is this song?

It is clearly the first quiet and leisurely song. It is like an old man who has spent a lot of sails, finally found a hometown of peace of mind, relieved his exhaustion, and gained peace of mind and body.

“Where is the song?” As night fell, the sound in the harem was particularly obvious.

Emperor Longfeng, who was walking with the Queen of Su, stopped and listened to the sound of music coming from the wind: “It looks like the sound of Xiqin?”

“His Majesty, His Royal Highness An is hosting a roast deer banquet in the Sixth Palace of Zhang. The prince and the princes and concubines are there.” Liu Zhongbao replied: “The princes sang and the princes and concubines were playing songs. It was very lively. You should go and watch Look?”

“No, let their brothers play around by themselves. If I go, they will be uncomfortable.” Emperor Longfeng listened intently for a moment: “This song is well played. I heard this song a long, long time ago. .”

“Your Majesty tell me, what kind of tune is this?” Su Queen was curious: “It sounds very sweet.”

“When I was five years old, when the emperor’s grandfather had his birthday, a musician used Xiqin to play this piece.” Emperor Longfeng lowered his eyelids: “Later, the musician tried to assassinate and was shot by Jin Jiawei on the spot.”

“assassinate?”

“Yes.” Emperor Longfeng nodded: “Later someone said that the musician was the remnant of the previous dynasty. Since then, no one has played this song in Beijing.”

Over forty years later, this piece has almost been forgotten by musicians in Beijing.

“At that time, it has been more than a hundred years since the destruction of the previous dynasty. Isn’t it possible that the remnants of the previous dynasty have not given up?” Su Hou felt that if this matter was true, the descendants of the former dynasty’s survivors would be very reluctant.

“The truth is not important, no one cares.” Emperor Longfeng sighed: “A lot of people died in the capital at that time.”

The so-called remnants of the previous dynasty are just an excuse for the emperor’s grandfather to clean up hidden courtiers when he is old.

It is a pity that the emperor’s grandfather didn’t expect that after the father, who had no worries, became faint and almost pulled the entire Dacheng dynasty into the abyss.

When he was only five years old, he watched the musician being shot and turned into a hedgehog full of arrow feathers. The eyes wide open when the opponent was dying made him remember the song firmly.

“The one who played the violin should be Jiuzhu.” Emperor Longfeng smiled. The younger generation knows that this song is still learning this song, I am afraid that only Jiuzhu who did not grow up in the capital will be the only one.

“It’s very good, right?” Su Hou gently pushed him: “Don’t worry about this song in front of the child, don’t scare the child.”

“If I really mentioned it, our son won’t have to go to the Taiyang Palace to make trouble with me.” Emperor Longfeng laughed out loud: “This stinky kid will follow me and love my master.”

After the roast venison banquet was over, the princes were already drunk, Jiuzhu walked to King Chen and saw that although his cheeks were red, he was not lying on the table like other princes.

“His Royal Highness, are we going back?”

“Well, go back.” Wang Chen stood up, put his hands behind him, and walked a few steps forward. Seeing that Jiuzhu hadn’t followed, he looked back at her: “Why don’t you leave?”

Jiuzhu hurriedly followed, holding his sleeve: “Your Highness, are you not drunk?”

“Humph.” Chen Wang slightly lifted his chin: “How could this little wine make me drunk.”

Jiuzhu hugged his arm. There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, but it was not unpleasant.

“Why is there no moon tonight?” Wang Chen stopped suddenly and looked up at the sky.

“It may be raining soon.” Jiuzhu replied: “It is always easy to rain during the Qingming season.”

“Oh.” Wang Chen was silent for a moment: “So we can’t sun the moon together tonight.”

Jiuzhu looked up at him, and he looked down at her.

In his eyes, Jiuzhu saw the misty water, and the corners of his mouth were strained, like a little cutie who was aggrieved.

Ah, it turns out that His Highness is drunk.