Imperial Favour

The ministers underneath all stuck their necks out to wait and see. After watching for a long time, they couldn't see what was written on them, so they had to wait for Huo Qi to speak.

Concubine Yan was concealed by him for a long time beforehand. Huo Qi kept saying that the Queen Mother must be moved by joy, and she didn't care about it. But now, she doesn't know what medicine he sells in the gourd.

Tang Zhuozhuo lowered his eyelids, the cold temperature on Huo Qiu's palm still remained in the palm of his hand, and he had no other thoughts to watch Huo Qi's jokes, but his voice was only in her ears.

"Going back to the emperor, the sons and ministers knew that the emperor's grandmother was devoted to the Buddha, and he heard the Tibetan masters mention that the book was carved with blood, the most sincere, and the sons and ministers were dull, and dedicated a volume of scripture to congratulate the emperor's grandmother on her birthday."

With a loud voice, Emperor Qiong Yuan's eyes slipped through a gloomy look. He laughed lowly and asked the imperial concubine unclearly: "Lao Liu is a good idea, what do you do for him?"

Concubine Yan Gui smiled modestly and respectfully, "Where does the concubine know what he thinks? The sixth habitual is a self-assertive."

Emperor Qiong Yuan nodded, his expression incontrovertible.

Tang Zhuozuo didn't mind watching everyone's reactions, but seeing Huo Qiu put out his hand to add some wine to himself, and drank himself, his face was still calm and calm.

She gritted her teeth bitterly, thinking that his temper was so painful.

Huo Qiu was holding a wine glass in one hand and looking over with a frown, her eyes were cold and rustling. .

"In what style?"

Tang Zhuozuo almost laughed angrily by him, glanced at the black and purple color on his hand and disappeared, and then squeezed out a smile before looking at him again.

Huo Qiu's face trembled, and without changing his face, he hid the hand in his sleeve robe, and followed her gaze to Huo Qi who was standing in the middle of the hall.

It's really an eyesore.

The Marquis, the minister underneath, whispered to each other, Tang Zhuozhuo listened carefully, nothing more than saying that the six princes had unique filial piety and moving, and suddenly lost interest.

The civilian officials didn't recognize the smell and nonsense, but the generals who were used to fighting on the battlefield were all holding their faces without saying a word.

People with slightly stronger temperament have a deep disdain on their faces.

They killed many enemies on the battlefield, all of them crawled out of the dead. How could it be impossible to distinguish the difference between human blood and animal blood?

How dark is the heart of this Sixth Prince? Wouldn't you be afraid of losing the empress dowager's birthday when such a thing is presented?

The queen mother looked at the bamboo slips presented, with a complicated expression on her face, and she said after a long time: "Lao Liu's heart is known to the Aijia. She is a good boy."

Huo Qi and the concubine Yan were happy on the face.

"I'll go to the Aijia Palace to get some nourishing things to replenish my body."

How much blood does it take to engrave this volume?

Those who don't know are secretly speechless.

Tang Zhuozuo looked at Huo Qiu, and he held Huo Qi so high, is it time to fall down?

Sure enough, there was a man on the side of the military commander who was drunk, drunk, stood up swayingly, attracting everyone's eyes.

A smile flashed in Tang Zhuo's apricot eyes, knowing that the good show was about to begin.

At the empress dowager’s palace banquet, no matter how courageous the generals were, those generals would not dare to indulge in booze at all, not to mention that although they were not as clever as the civilian officials, they were in fact courageous and careful and thoughtful.

To be drunk like this, ten percent is pretending.

Sure enough, the general stood up and arched his hands first, then pointed at Huo Qi with a smile on his face and said: "The Sixth Prince is really unkind!"

Huarong Liu was so scared that Huo Qi looked as usual, frowned and said, "General Chang is drinking too much, right?"

Tang Zhuozuo suddenly realized that he was from the Chang family!

That was Huo Qiu's hidden help. On the face of it, it was a neutral faction. The loyal officials of several generations had actually stood in Huo Qiu's camp.

The general's eyes were angry, and the hand pointing at the bamboo slip was a bit unstable. The tiger's eyes were majestic, and his voice contained the unique vague tone of drunkenness, but it was enough for the people in the hall to understand.

"Six princes, don’t fool us. The smell of human blood and animal blood will come out. If you are reluctant to put so much blood, you can change the birthday gift. This animal blood smells so bad, you too Are you afraid of dirtying the eyes of your Majesty and the Queen Mother?"

General Na Chang relied on being drunk and spoke true or false, but he managed to make the three people sitting in the head black.

The empress dowager and Emperor Qiongyuan were angry, and the concubine was anxious.

Emperor Qiongyuan scanned the pile of bamboo slips on the desk and frowned deeply, "Lao Liu, what Chang Xuan said is true?"

There was obviously a deep displeasure in the words.

Huo Qi hurriedly pulled out a smile, and he bowed and said: "Tell my father, General Chang Xu is drunk and delirious, and his children will not dare to deceive his father and grandmother by this."

In order to carve such a few scrolls of bamboo slips, he did make a few cuts in his hand, symbolically squeeze some blood out, and supplemented with some other livestock blood and mild medicinal materials to combine these few flawlessly. , It is impossible to be smelled like this.

Even if it is done by an imperial doctor, it is impossible to find out why.

Huo Qi thought of this, his waist straightened again, his expression becoming more gentle.

Emperor Qiongyuan glanced at the military commander, then his eyes stopped on Tang Xuanwu who was smiling but silent, and then he pondered for a moment and asked, "Why is Tang Qing laughing?"

Tang Zhuozuo looked at his father and found that he drank the strong wine in one sip, his face was not red and his heart beat, he straightened his sleeves and stood up calmly, his slightly rough voice exploded like thunder.

"Queen Mother, Your Majesty." He clasped his fists, and then said: "This beast has a strong smell of blood and a slightly stinky smell. The longer the time, the stronger the smell, but the human blood is different. The blood stains will dry up as time goes by, and it will be a puff of blood. Sweet smell."

Tang Zhuozhuo turned his head silently, never heard the sweet smell of blood.

Emperor Qiongyuan gave a look, and the chief **** behind him leaned forward to smell it, and then replied solemnly: "Your Majesty, it's a stronger smell."

Huo Qi felt the questioning gaze from all directions, and knelt down with his robe: "Father, there is no child minister. If you don't believe it, you can go to the emperor to verify it."

I have counted everything, why didn't I count the noses of these generals?

Huo Qi's complexion rose a little red, and he hardly dared to look at Concubine Yan's scolding eyes.

Tang Zhuozhuo worried about the Gu on Huo Qiu's body, thinking about going back to the East Palace and asking questions, but he didn't care much about Huo Qi, but when Huo Qi was about to declare the doctor, he heard the unmoving man beside him snorted coldly. .

What happened after that was like a drama. The imperial doctor quickly discerned the blood of the beast. Huo Qi's face was ashamed and cried out for injustice. Tang Zhuozhuo didn't have the mood to watch it again, until Huo Qi was ordered to ban his feet and meditate on himself by the furious Emperor Qiong Yuan. After that, the palace banquet slowly came to an end.

There was such a moth at the well-prepared birthday banquet, and Emperor Qiong Yuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot when he left.

Huo Qi was restrained, and several errands on his hand fell into Huo Qiu's hands. Tang Zhuozhuo blinked, and finally heard Huo Qiu's satisfaction.

Sure enough, things are going according to his calculations.

Tang Xuanwu walked a bit slowly, and Tang Zhuozuo and Huo Qiu saw such a bleak shadow when they left the hall.

Tang Zhuozhuo's nose was sour. Before he could speak, he listened to Huo Qiu and opened his eyes: "The time for a stick of incense, let's make a long story short."

Tang Zhuozuo just laughed, and saw Tang Xuanwu sneak into an exceptionally dim small pavilion, and she also cautiously hid inside.

"Daddy."

With a little coolness in the night wind, Tang Xuanwu's black sleeves clamored and let out a corner of the pavilion.

"Mother?" Tang Zhuozuo's eyes were wide open, surprised and happy, but when Liang saw her, his tears fell as if they could not be wiped off, and he did not dare to cry out for fear of calling someone to see her. .

"Zhuozhuo has suffered!" Liang Clan held Tang Zhuozhuo in his arms, his voice choked, and caressed her delicate face, and repeatedly asked: "Can you still adapt to everything in the palace? Is your Highness okay with you?"

Tang Zhuozuo only had time to nod, and was interrupted by Tang Xuanwu. He gruffly said, "Why are you crying? Since your Royal Highness has promised in front of you and me, can you still invalidate it?"

Tang Zhuozhuo's eyelashes trembled slightly before he wanted to ask him what Huo Qiu had promised, so he listened to Tang Xuanwu frowning and saying: "Last time you asked someone to send home the letter, is the content above true?"

It happened that a cool breeze blew by, and it seemed to be able to pierce the bones. Tang Zhuozhuo shrank slightly, and then firmly nodded: "Daddy, the Wang family is untrustworthy. You don't need to take more pictures of them in the future."

Those big-hearted blood-sucking worms are never satisfied. They **** your blood and think about how to step on your upper position, and who will help who is unlucky.

Tang Xuanwu furrowed his eyebrows into a ball, glanced vaguely outside the pavilion, and then said: "I was guilty of the Wang family before. Even the boy Wang Yi turned around and asked to marry Ning Yuanhou's youngest daughter as his father. I worked hard from it, but I didn't expect it to be a dog that would use people."

Tang Zhuozuo lowered his eyes, nodded silently, and asked after a while: "Are all the elders okay?"

Liang held the little daughter's hand and refused to let it go. He cried over and over and said, "All of them are good, but they always think of you. This palace is no better than at home. The nuns have to be temperamental. Some concubines and common rooms below."

These past lives bored Tang Zhuozhuo and wanted to run away immediately, but now she heard tears in her eyes. She took Liang's hand back and said in a low voice: "I know, daddy and mother will also be fine."

Tang Xuanwu curled his beard, looked at the sky outside, and said, "Okay, it's time for your mother and I to leave the palace."

When I was late to go out of the palace, I was seen to see how badly it affected him.

"Zhao'er." Tang Xuanwu took a few steps and then turned around. The cold moonlight cast a layer of veil. Tang Zhuozuo raised his eyes, feeling that the distance from his parents seemed to be separated by a galaxy.

"Whoever treats you sincerely treats others with sincerity, do you understand?"

Tang Zhuozhao smiled slowly, with green fingers resting on the handrails of the pavilion, shining brightly in the moonlight.