The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 305
On September [-], the emperor decided to hold a palace banquet for the sons of the king.

He also specifically instructed the Governor of Shuntian Prefecture: It has been more than three months since Emperor Daxing passed away, and the white lanterns and white banners in the homes of officials and people in the capital can be removed.

In addition, you can dress up the royal street, so that the common people can have fun with the princes.

What to eat, what to drink, what to play, and what to play.

I don't know if this is the emperor's revenge against his father. Anyway, the emperor said in a high-sounding manner that even if Emperor Huizong is alive in heaven, he must be willing to see the people live and work in peace and prosperity everywhere!

At noon on September [-]th, the emperor held the first palace banquet since his dynasty in the palace.

In addition to the concubines and all the children in the harem, Song Jianming from the Song Mansion, Song Chenxu, the clerk of the Firearms Camp, Lord Hou of the Zhenbei Mansion, the three young generals of the Ning family, Ning Yuan, the commander of Jinyiwei, and the old man and old general of the Rongguo Mansion. , as well as Mu Lei, Governor of the Army and Horse Division of the Five Cities, Ou Shaofeng, Shen Xin, Liang Yisheng, the elder of the Liang family, the uncles and eldest sons of the Fang family and the Guo family, and the Xu family of Wei Guogong's mansion, all these meritorious officials were invited.

This Mid-Autumn Festival banquet can be said to be the vane of the upstarts in this dynasty.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the eldest prince, His Royal Highness Jinwang Li Zhao, raised his wine glass and proposed that he would perform a sword dance with a sword in hand to cheer everyone up.

The emperor readily agreed, and threw the sword by his side to Li Zhao: "Dance for a while, so that you can feast your eyes!"

The old father's pride in his tone is beyond words.

Li Zhao suddenly bent down, leaned into Song Qingyue's ear with a slightly drunken breath, and said, "Yue'er, look at it." Then he drew his sword, walked to the center of the banquet hall with long legs, and put the cup The wine was sprinkled on the sword peak.

Then he casually held a sword flower in his hand, and the wine dripped out along with the sword body in a beautiful arc in the air.

The sound of the army drum thumped, and even the qin master seemed to be encouraged, and the sound of the qin suddenly became sonorous.

Li Zhao's posture is stretched and majestic, his movements are heroic and powerful, and he is suave and suave.

With the rumble of the drums, his dance steps became more and more wild, and every step seemed to be stepping on people's hearts.

Song Qingyue felt that her gaze seemed to be glued to that person's figure, her heart was beating wildly, and suddenly a burst of heat surged into her heart, moistening her eye sockets.

She couldn't express the feeling that she couldn't restrain the slight trembling all over her body, she just felt that she couldn't help but shed tears after watching it.

She secretly lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and peeked at Ning Yueyao, the Shen family, the Liang family, and the Ou family who were beside her, all of them had their lips slightly parted, and they were bewildered and stupid. .

For some reason, this scene made her heart tingle.

She was a little restless, her heart was beating uncontrollably to the beat of the drums, she didn't dare to watch any more, she stood up, and hurried outside to get some air.

In the corridor of the main hall not far away, Meng Wanfeng, who also came out to breathe, saw Song Qingyue panting while holding on to the white marble railing.

A few people from the Women's Hospital were also invited today, but they were seated at the back, so Song Qingyue didn't notice them for a while.

From afar, Meng Wanfeng saw Song Qingyue clutching her chest and gasping for breath while trying to tear herself away, and she remembered her past life.

She had also looked up at the man who seemed to be radiating light like that.

She hesitated for a while, but decided to go up to say hello, but Li Zhao chased him out at this moment, and Meng Wanfeng subconsciously hid behind the red column, not daring to go forward.

"Why did you suddenly come out?"

Li Zhao bent down and turned his head to look at Song Qingyue's complexion carefully.

The tears in Song Qingyue's eyes hadn't faded yet, Li Zhaoyi thought someone bullied her, and immediately said angrily, "Why are you crying? Who made you angry?"

Song Qingyue grabbed the hem of his chest and shook her head desperately, and said in a nasal hum, "No...that's...it's just that my heart was beating too hard, and I suddenly felt chest tightness and couldn't breathe."

She leaned into his arms softly, unable to restrain herself and began to cry.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, don't cry! Don't cry!"

"Prince doctor!" He looked at Lin Wanfu and shouted, "Physician Jiang is at the table, go and call him!"

"Yes!" Lin Wanfu immediately trotted to look for Doctor Jiang.

Song Qingyue was coaxed by Li Zhaorou, somehow, the more she was held in his hands like a baby, the more she wanted to cry.

She didn't even know why.

In the final analysis, maybe she vaguely expects a couple for a lifetime in her heart.

Vaguely looking forward to Li Zhao's true feelings now.

I hope he can make some efforts and sacrifices for himself.

When Physician Jiang rushed over, Song Qingyue was lying in Li Zhao's arms and was crying fiercely.

Seeing her crying so badly, Li Zhao was anxious and distressed, holding her at a loss what to do.

"What's the matter with you, Yue'er? What's wrong with you? The imperial physician is here, please tell the imperial physician well, it's okay, ah! Don't cry, don't cry, don't be afraid, the imperial physician is here."

In fact, Meng Wanfeng also came with Imperial Physician Jiang, but Li Zhao didn't bother to care about it now.He took Song Qingyue's hand and put it on the railing to ask Doctor Jiang to diagnose the pulse.

Song Qingyue is now inexplicably agitated, her heart beating wildly.

Her wrist was white and slender, and there was no veil between it. Physician Jiang was a little afraid to touch it. He bite the bullet and touched it for a long while, his brows were furrowed, and he glanced at Jing behind him with some uncertainty. Wang Shizi and concubine Meng Wanfeng.

With sweat dripping from his forehead, he clasped his fists and said to Li Zhao, "Your Highness, I'm not sure, why don't you ask the vice president to try again?"

Li Zhao raised his chin and agreed impatiently.

After Meng Wanfeng took his pulse, he exchanged a glance with Doctor Jiang. The two seemed to be fascinated by something in the air. Afterwards, Meng Wanfeng blessed Li Zhao and Song Qingyue, and said with no expression on his face, "It should be Congratulations, Your Highness, the princess...should be happy. But the month is still very shallow, it should be less than two months."

Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Imperial Physician Jiang in surprise and disbelief, and Imperial Physician Jiang also cupped his fists and said, "I think so too."

He looked at Song Qingyue and asked, "Is your mother's menstruation late?"

Song Qingyue nodded.

The corners of Li Zhao's mouth immediately curled up, but only for a moment, then fell down again, and asked with a serious face: "But she's... crying like this!" He lowered his head again and asked Song Qingyue: "But what's wrong? ? Tell the imperial physician immediately!"

Song Qingyue calmed down a little now, shook her head and said, "There's nothing uncomfortable, it's just... just want to cry for no reason."

Meng Wanfeng smiled, and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to be nervous. After a woman is pregnant, her emotions are easy to fluctuate, which is normal."

Hearing this, Li Zhao looked at Doctor Jiang again, wanting to confirm with him.

Doctor Jiang also nodded with a smile: "What the vice president said is true, it is true!" He clasped his fists and smiled to congratulate the two: "Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations to the princess."

Jiang Zi was really happy for Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue caressed her lower abdomen with her hands, feeling mixed feelings for a moment.How... how did you get pregnant like this?
She raised her tearful eyes, looked at Li Zhao pitifully, and said, "It's agreed to secretly take me to the Royal Street tonight!"

There is a curfew in the capital, and it is only set during the Longtou Festival on February [-], the Shangsi Festival on March [-], the Dragon Boat Festival on May [-], the Qixi Festival on July, and the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Winter Solstice, New Year’s Day, and the Lantern Festival. During the curfew, juggling troupes and small vendors from all walks of life near Zhili will come to the capital to earn festival money.

Today is also the day when the emperor authorized the opening of the curfew.

The nightlife in the north is indeed not as interesting as that in the south. There is a ten-mile Qinhuai River in Nanjing, and there is no curfew there.

But the so-called nightlife is only for men. For women, the north and the south are the same. There are only a few festivals to go out at night.

Li Zhao hugged Song Qingyue's waist with a helpless expression, looked at Imperial Physician Jiang, and asked, "She is like this, maybe go shopping?"

Song Qingyue interrupted immediately: "Don't ask him! He doesn't want to take responsibility, so he must say no!"

The corners of Jiang Zizheng's mouth twitched, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Princess, your month is young, so in the first three months, it's better to be careful!"

Song Qingyue snorted, buried her face in Li Zhao's lapel, and didn't want to talk to Jiang Zizheng.

Li Zhao waved his hand to signal Jiang and Meng to back down, so he could only hug Song Qingyue and coax her softly.

"This winter solstice, let's go out and have fun, shall we?"

Song Qingyue snorted: "There must be a banquet in the Winter Solstice Mansion, are you free to take me out?"

Li Zhao is at a loss for words, really, after becoming a king, he will only be busier. On a big festival like the winter solstice, don't think that he can be so leisurely that he can sneak out with his wife to play.

"Then you..." Li Zhao put his hand on her lower abdomen and couldn't make up his mind for a while, "It's better not to go out. There are many people on the street, if someone bumps into you, aren't you causing trouble for others? "

This time it was Song Qingyue's turn to be at a loss for words.

She hummed unhappily, Li Zhao is a person who can take people seven inches, but she is a "reasonable" woman.

Seeing that her small mouth was still upturned like the mouth of an oil pot, Li Zhao pinched her cheek with a smile, and took another step back: "How about taking you for a walk around the street in a carriage? I won't go down and go. "

Song Qingyue had no choice but to give in, nodding her head as a compromise.

Standing outside the hall with her in Li Zhao's arms, he felt that the sky seemed to be brighter than usual. He looked at her face, then at her still flat belly, and couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at, don't laugh! You're so stupid!" Song Qingyue stared at her big teary eyes, still feeling uncomfortable.

Li Zhao still smiled silly, looked at her and said, "Yue'er, we have a baby."

"No, it will be ten months later." Song Qingyue corrected him.

"Eight months, isn't it already two months?"

Song Qingyue put her hand on her abdomen, and she also felt it was very strange.

"I don't feel anything yet."

She raised her eyes and met Li Zhao's fiery gaze, and her heartbeat began to be abnormal again. She turned her face and raised her hand to hit Li Zhao: "Don't look at it, you won't be able to see the flowers anymore."

Li Zhao gently stroked her cheek with his hand, and said with a smile, "I think I almost let you escape at the beginning."

"At that time, I was thinking badly, don't bring up the old score!" Song Qingyue lowered her eyelashes, unwilling to bring up this matter.

"It's not about turning over the old score, it's just that I'm feeling a little emotional." Li Zhao stared at her, eyes full of affection as if he wanted to suck people in, "Now she is pregnant with my child, Yue'er, you don't know the truth in my heart? What a pleasure."

"Then you...don't dislike me when my stomach grows big, my face is swollen, and my legs are swollen. In the future, if I have ugly lines on my stomach, you...don't dislike me. Even if you dislike me , and don't dislike the child..." She said, tears welled up in her eyes again.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was bet by Li Zhao's fiery kiss.

After a long time, he let go of her, leaned against her forehead and said, "Yue'er, I said before that in my life, besides father, you are the only person I care about. Do you understand what I mean?"

Song Qingyue nodded in a daze.

Li Zhao smiled lightly, pinching her cheek helplessly: "Nodding! Little liar, you don't understand at all! I will definitely do what I promised before. Don't think about this kind of thing again, and you are not allowed to say such things in the future. "

Song Qingyue was stared at by him, still nodded obediently, but she still said: "Women tend to think wildly when they are pregnant, and I can't control it myself." She took one of his fingers and acted like a baby: "Be patient, don't Kill me. I am timid."

Li Zhao shook his head helplessly: "You, you, you are only timid when you are afraid of being scolded, and you are bold at other times!"

Song Qingyue blinked, this man was talking nonsense...

Li Zhao held her face in his hands, looked at her expression carefully, stared into her eyes and asked, "Tell the truth to my husband, why did you cry just now?"

When he asked, Song Qingyue's lips trembled, and she blinked to force back the tears.

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just... I... I... I'm afraid. I saw Concubine Ning, the girl from the Shen family, and the little cousin from the Liang family, all of them beautiful. I'm... afraid." Song Qingyue looked at his handsome face Eyebrows, my heart was so sore that I couldn't control myself, "I'm afraid, one day I really see you walking in front of me with their arms around their waists, talking and laughing, and I still want to smile and say hello to His Highness. Greet them with a smile!"

Her mind was in a state of chaos, but for a moment, she suddenly thought, shouldn't this kind of jealous talk be stopped immediately?

She should say something to make Li Zhao happy...

"I like you, Li Zhao. I can't see that kind of scene. I really like you, I can't control myself, woo woo woo."

At this time, she was holding on to Li Zhao's skirt pitifully and helplessly, like a kitten that was drenched by the heavy rain on the street, her two big eyes were full of tears, and Li Zhao's heart was about to break when she saw it. , as if if he didn't protect her and hold her in his arms quickly, she would disappear.

Li Zhao hugged Song Qingyue tightly, held her face, buried his head and kissed her deeply.

There were so many eunuchs and maids coming and going in the palace, and the two kissed in public, which made some old eunuchs and old maids who had stayed in the palace all their lives feel very inappropriate.

In fact, including the emperor, the father and son are quite out of order.

Princess Jin is also so shameless.

That's right, the Song family is quite famous for their charming and seductive name.

Taking advantage of her age and being one of Song Qingyue's most valued confidantes, Bai Momo coughed and reminded: "Your Highness, go back to the table. If you want to make out with our concubine, don't stand outside. Go back to the mansion and wait there again." What, so many people in the palace are watching..."

Li Zhao was not annoyed by Nanny Bai's words, he was in such a good mood now that he was like a full-fledged male lion, without any aggressiveness.

He carefully wiped away Song Qingyue's tears, seeing her eyes full of tenderness and love, the lady confessed to herself crying, telling him so bluntly how much she liked him, how could he not be happy?

He was almost jumping for joy!
"Okay, stop crying, okay?"

He held her face, kissed the corners of her eyes, and sucked all the tears on her face. There was a salty taste in his mouth, but his heart was as sweet as being soaked in a honey pot, "I like you too, Yue'er, you I don't know how much my husband likes you, don't cry, okay? If you cry again, your eyes will hurt."

(End of this chapter)