Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

The concubines were fine. After knowing the value of the clothes on Yuanjun, they were just very envious. But the palace servants were extremely jealous.

He was just an ugly man. He relied on his family background to marry the emperor and become Yuanjun. In terms of appearance and talent, which brother in the palace was not better than him?

Some time ago, he stayed in the palace and did not go out, which benefited the emperor to be favored. Everyone was secretly laughing at him for being stupid. What good would it be to be angry with the emperor?

But now he can wear clothes made of priceless South China Sea warm silk. I am afraid that there is only one in the world. Now the servants can only envy and be jealous. They all sigh that he was born with a good family. Now Marshal Cen has a large army and has just won a victory. Even the emperor has to praise him!

At the same time, their mocking eyes fell on Huang Guiqing. What's the use of being born good? Isn't he still suppressed by Yuanjun?

As long as Marshal Cen does not fall, the Yu family will never have a chance to rise. When Marshal Cen retires, he will also be old and ugly. Can he still compare with the fresh newcomers in the palace?

Huang Guiqing was furious when he was looked at by the sympathetic eyes of the ministers, but when he thought that this was only the last glorious moment of Yuanjun, the depression soon dissipated.

Isn't it just Nanhai Nuansi? Once today's matter is accomplished, he can have as much as he wants. Let Cen Yangyan, the swordsman, be proud for a while and be praised by others. It will be more painful when he falls.

Thinking that he will soon see Yuanjun's panicked face, Huang Guiqing looked at the people on the stage with a hint of pleasure.

He was trapped in a beautiful imagination but did not notice that a person who had almost no sense of existence sitting among the ministers looked at him with the same pleasure and viciousness.

Xian Qing's eyes only fell on him for a moment, and he immediately retracted them after noticing the strange eyes cast from the side. He sat there woodenly, with no expression on his face, and the two ministers next to him could clearly hear the discussion in his ears.

"How can he still have the face to come to the banquet? If I lose such a big person, I will be embarrassed to come out and see people in this life."

"Why else? He is unwilling! He hasn't seen the emperor for several months. How can he bear to let go of such a good opportunity this time?"

"That's right! I heard that the green cards were removed by Huang Guiqing's orders. If he doesn't come to fight, he may not have a chance to turn over in the rest of his life."

"It's a pity that it's useless to come here. In this situation today, only Yuanjun can see the emperor, and even Huang Guiqing can only stay here."

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The two young ministers did not lower their voices. They looked at this side while talking, as if they were afraid that others didn't know they were talking about him. Both their eyes and words were full of provocation, without any scruples.

Even though Xian Qing knew that he was not as destitute as they thought, he could not help but secretly clench his fists when he heard these ridiculing words. He secretly memorized the faces of the two people in his heart and decided to deal with them as the first thing after the matter was accomplished.

The banquet with ulterior motives lasted for about an incense stick of time, and the palace servants came to summon Yuanjun outside the hall. The emperor summoned Yuanjun to entertain the ministers with her.

In this world, only Yuanjun, as the father of the country, was qualified to appear in an occasion full of officials. Yang Yan stood up leisurely and left the hall in the envious eyes of everyone.

Unlike men, Le Xiaoyu, as a straight woman, could not appreciate his neutral beauty at all. When she saw his simple hair accessories and chic and relaxed posture, she could not help but frown.

"Didn't I order someone to send you jewelry? Why don't you wear it?" She said dissatisfiedly, "And the way you walk, can you be more manly? Today is the day of the grand banquet for all the ministers. As the Yuanjun, you represent the face of the country. How can you be so perfunctory?"

"If the emperor doesn't like it, then I won't go." Yang Yan glanced at her and made a gesture to turn around.

"Stop!" Le Xiaoyu shouted, and seeing that he was not moved at all, she hurried forward and grabbed his sleeve, which made him stop.

"Forget it," seeing that his face was cold and hard, and there was no intention of compromise, she had to take a step back and said, "Do whatever you want, I don't care about you. The Grand Marshal is here today. Don't you want to see your mother?"

It's not surprising that she would do this. Yang Yan didn't even give her a glance and walked towards the hall.

Le Xiaoyu, who was left in the place, could not help but get angry. This Yuanjun really looked down upon her as the emperor. Fortunately, he would soon lose his support, so she had to bear with him for a while.

The emperor and the emperor walked into the hall where the ministers were. There was a distance of one person between the two of them. It was obvious that their relationship was not good, but only the palace servants and servants could see this. The ministers only saw their figures from a distance and stood up and knelt.

After the two sides greeted each other, Yang Yan landed on the phoenix throne and saw Marshal Cen Geng among the ministers at a glance. The main reason was that her figure was too tall and very conspicuous in the crowd.

The original owner's appearance was almost exactly her copy, but her stature was like her father's, not as tall and strong as her.

The figure of the original owner's father suddenly flashed in his mind. Yang Yan couldn't help but imagine some things that would be said in Jinjiang, and lit a row of candles for his weak and petite father in his heart.

"Yuanjun, this eight-treasure pearl pill tastes good, you try it."

When Yang Yan was trying to get rid of the inappropriate things in his mind, a porcelain soup suddenly came to his lips. He looked sideways and met the emperor's affectionate eyes.

Wow! In order to reduce his cheap mother's vigilance, this scumbag really went all out.

Without missing the flash of disgust in her eyes, Yang Yan turned his head away and said lightly: "No, it's too greasy."

A trace of anger flashed in Le Xiaoyu's eyes, but she quickly controlled it, fed the meatball into her mouth with her backhand, and picked up a piece of white jade lotus root slice and handed it to her, saying: "Then Yuanjun try this, it's crisp and delicious, guaranteed not to be greasy."

"This is stained with your saliva, right?" Yang Yan didn't show her any mercy, and said bluntly, "It's so disgusting!"

Being so disgusted, Le Xiaoyu couldn't help it even if she had the best self-restraint. She threw the lotus root slice back on the plate and said angrily: "Cen Yangyan, don't go too far, so many ministers in the court are watching!"

She was not so angry that she lost her mind. She spoke in a low voice and her expression didn't change much. The people below looked at her and thought that the emperors were talking in a low voice, so that the people in front of her could only see the anger in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself! I have hands, I don't need you to feed me." Yang Yan was not afraid of her anger at all, and his expression and tone did not change at all.

Le Xiaoyu knew that she could not do anything to him when she saw this situation. On the contrary, if the stalemate continued, he might leave early without caring about anything, which would arouse Cen Geng's suspicion and backfire.

She could only hold back her anger and give up the idea of ​​putting on a show in front of the ministers. Instead, she raised her wine glass to Marshal Cen: "Marshal, you have defeated the barbarians this time and ensured my border peace for ten years. You have worked hard and made great contributions. I toast you."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. It is my duty." Cen Geng did not dare to neglect it and stood up with the cup.

After the monarch and his ministers drank together, it seemed as if a signal was opened. Prime Minister Yu Han and the ministers went to toast one after another. Soon, Marshal Cen drank more than twenty cups. Even though she had a good alcohol tolerance, her face turned red, and her hands trembled slightly when she sat down.

Seeing this, Le Xiaoyu winked at the waiter behind her. After receiving the order, the waiter gently turned the lid of the pot and went forward to fill the wine for the Grand Marshal. At this time, another courtier came to toast. Cen Geng picked up the wine glass and gently clinked it with her, and poured it into his mouth without hesitation.

Prime Minister Yu Han, who had been watching quietly over there, suddenly showed joy on his face. He looked at the emperor on the high seat, then calmly withdrew his gaze and chatted with the ministers around him.

A big stone fell from Le Xiaoyu's heart. She looked back at Yuan Jun next to her and saw him looking at the dancers in the hall with his cheeks hanging down without knowing anything. She couldn't help showing a little satisfaction in her eyes: finally, she could get rid of this ugly and stupid man.

Halfway through the banquet, most of the ministers were a little drunk. The emperor thought that the effect of the medicine should be almost over, so he stood up and said: "I have something to go back to the palace first. You continue to drink and have fun. Don't go home until you are drunk today."

The ministers below sobered up a little and knelt down to see him off.

Le Xiaoyu added: "Marshal Cen is leading troops outside and has not seen Yuanjun for many days. I will allow you to go to Quanyang Palace to talk about the mother-son relationship with Yuanjun."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Cen Geng knelt down gratefully to express his gratitude.

"You don't have to thank me, Yuanjun," Le Xiaoyu turned sideways to look at Yang Yan, and said sincerely, "You have worked hard to manage the harem for me over the years. I can only do this little thing for you, which is not worth mentioning at all."

Which of your eyes can see that I want to thank you?

Even though Yang Yan has experienced so many worlds and his mood is difficult to fluctuate, he can't help but be shocked by her shamelessness.

She secretly planned to kill someone's family, but she could still pretend to be a good person in the last bit of time before taking action. He really wanted to slap her now and ask her where her face was!

Too lazy to be polite to her anymore, Yang Yan rolled his eyes at her silently, then turned around and left.

Le Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and her face was ugly for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself. Anyway, this man would not be arrogant soon, and she did not need to be angry with him.

The emperor and the other two left the table one after another, and the ministers were much more relaxed than before, and began to compliment each other and drink. Cen Geng was forced to drink several cups before he was able to get away.

Because the emperor had ordered in public before, everyone knew that she was going to meet Yuan Jun, so they did not stop her, and only agreed to meet outside the palace another day.

No one noticed that not long after Cen Geng left, Prime Minister Yu Han and several people also disappeared during the banquet.