Queen Flower

Since the Hanlin Academy has newly added the work of compiling the whole book, everyone is busy, but it has just started, and it is necessary to list out the outlines in detail, and then divide them into categories before they can start to collect books for compilation. This is actually a very huge project. It takes many years to do it, and it is not enough to rely on the people of the Hanlin Academy. In the end, it needs to recruit students.

Jiang Lan was dragged into a busy work schedule. She felt that she was really full and came up with a bad idea. The one belonged to Shao Shixin, the minister, and the other belonged to Prince Ning. Jiang Lan was taken aback. It was normal for Sima Lian to find her, but he would actually post to her. How can it be reasonable to assume that you didn't see it?

She read Shao Shixin's post, why don't she go to this banquet, it's also an excuse, it can be used as a shield, anyway, including Liu Jun and a few colleagues who are better on weekdays also received Shao Shixin's post, she decided to go with them. .

Liu Jun had a sedan chair, and Jiang Lan took a hitchhiker. After arriving at the destination, he found out that it was not Shao’s house. As a result, he was told that the banquet was held in another courtyard. Jiang Lan and his colleagues entered the courtyard gate, and Liu Jun was suddenly called. I went out, maybe something happened at home, so I didn't come in again. Jiang Lan was actually very disgusted with this kind of banquet, but there was nothing he could do. He had already come, so he could only brace himself.

This is a very large yard, it is very elegantly built, the rocks are exquisitely shaped, and the species of flowers and trees are precious. They walked through the promenade and arrived at the banquet point. It is a very imposing building with a high raised roof and spacious space. Around this building, there is another The houses are lined up like the stars over the moon.

Some people came one after another, but not many people. Most of Jiang Lan didn't know them either. As soon as they walked in the door, Shao Shixin came in from the outside, and then stood by the side waiting quietly. Jiang Lan felt a little strange, looked up and saw that there was another person behind him, wearing a A purple-gold crown, wearing a purple robe, with a jade belt around his waist. He slightly raised his head, pale complexion, feminine features.

Sima Lian! Jiang Lan's eyes narrowed. Why do you see him here? Isn't this Shao Shixin's banquet? She hid behind her, but it was useless, there were only so many people, in a huge hall, with nowhere to hide.

"Your Highness, thousand years old." Everyone knelt down and saluted. Sima Lian waved his hand, "No gift." He walked to the first place, brushed off his robes and sat down. Shao Shixin sat down with him. Only then did the guests sit down, and most of them were smiling. With a natural demeanor, only Jiang Lan and a few people looked surprised, obviously also very surprised.

"This king has just returned to the capital. Master Shao is polite and said that he wants to catch up with the wind. I think it's better to hold it in this king's other courtyard. This king has been away from the capital for a long time. These rising stars should be the pillars of the country." Sima Lian raised his eyes and looked down. The seated person scanned it. Then he stopped on Jiang Lan, his eyes sharp and gloomy.

Shao Shixin cupped his hands and said, "It's rare for the lord to return to the capital. Xiaguan is about to discuss with all the adults to welcome the prince. Since the prince has a banquet, Xiaguan can only borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha."

Sima Lian said with a smile: "That's the case, you don't have to be rigid, this king is used to being at ease in Jincheng." He clapped his hands, and a group of gorgeously dressed women filed in with heavy carved silver plates in their hands. The wine and delicacies on the silver plate are placed in front of each table, and then half squat and half kneel to fill the wine glass. These women are all youthful and beautiful, with the color of flowers and moon, graceful manners, gentle breathing, ignorant of the people around them, pouring wine on their own, and acting neatly, as if carved out of a mold, it can be seen that on weekdays It is very strict training. Jiang Lan carefully observed their footsteps, they were all calm and gentle, and they landed silently. When holding the silver plate with one hand, their arms did not tremble, their footsteps were not chaotic, and they were relaxed and casual, as if a flower was being picked up by the fingertips.

Jiang Lan stretched out his hand and seemed to brush it inadvertently. He took down a dish on his sleeve, and saw that the woman didn't lift her eyes. She was still pouring wine with one hand. There was a sound, the hand holding the jug did not tremble, and not a drop of wine fell out of the glass. Her movements were very fast and the amplitude was very small, and no one noticed that there was such an episode in an instant. She poured the wine and didn't stand up, just bowed her head and knelt there silently.

Jiang Lan was very surprised. These women looked like maids, but in fact they were all guards with martial arts skills, and their martial arts skills were very high. If she hadn't been jealous of Sima Lian, she would not have wanted to try it so much. She raised her eyes and looked at Sima Lian, who was sitting in the lower seat, and saw that he was looking at her with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, another person walked in at the door. A blue silk hairpin was pulled up with golden peony hairpins, and red treasures were inserted on both sides, like a half-opened feather fan, and a butterfly carved from a bright pearl on his forehead. Luxurious, dressed in a pale red Pingluo skirt, long to the ground, there are countless golden flowers on the dark bottom, the brocade belt is tied around the waist, and the long palace belt hangs down and falls straight to the ground. Divide the willows. Wei Shuying, the concubine of King Ning, is said to be the favored concubine of King Ning.

This is Jiang Lan's acquaintance. She couldn't help but look at her face. Today, she is dressed in luxurious clothes, but her face no longer has that shy and timid beauty. Her makeup is bright and colorful, as if flowers are blooming. Extremely gorgeous, she was turning her face to look at Jiang Lan, her eyes were dark, and she seemed to want to drag people into the eighteen layers of **** together.

"Why are you here?" Sima Lian was slightly displeased, but Wei Shuying ignored him and walked to him and knelt down on his own.

Why did she come?

She just walked around casually, and then she heard the whispers of the servants, and then heard Jiang Lan, a well-known beautiful man in the capital, the new scientific researcher, coming to the banquet. She laughed in her heart, what a beautiful man, what a tanhualang, and she is the same in the end. She has no sympathy, no pity. The more beautiful people are, the more jealous they are. When you enter here, don't even think about going out cleanly. Everyone in the world with the surname Jiang deserves to go to hell. She has no lover or relatives. She gloats at the misfortune. She comes to watch a lively event, watch a depravity, and watch him join her ranks. From now on, life is better than death.

Now she looked at Jiang Lan's face, and she was indeed beautiful. No wonder Sima Lian was restless when he first arrived in the capital. In the past two days, even fewer people have been harmed. Why did she see the feeling of the female devil's head Jiangshan on that face, the black eyes were so similar, she hated suddenly, turned around and said to Sima Lian: "My lord, my concubine met a dance by chance, Do you want them to perform?"

Sima Lian was silent for a moment and then nodded. This side princess is still very discerning, and often helps him solve some people he likes but is not easy to start with, so he has been favored until now.

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