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Chapter 1397 Farewell

"Can Dongfang Shuo play with anyone?"

The banquet that opened Rong Tianding's eyes was nothing more than ordinary in the eyes of the emperor.

The banquet arranged by Princess Yangxin and others was indeed very large, but with Sima Tan, the Taishi Ling, accompanying her, the banquet could only be described as quite satisfactory.

That ridiculous banquet for high-ranking officials can't just be about eating and drinking.

The new emperor Boring was participating in the banquet to acquit Marquis Pingyang of poisoning the court ministers. When his eyes glanced at Zhang Xuezhou and Sima Tan, he became more interested.

Sima Tan specializes in recording other people's bad deeds in a ledger. No one likes to play with such people. Correspondingly, Sima Tan's popularity is notoriously poor. Everyone can only do business with each other, and few people interact with Sima Tan in private. Even if Communicate with each other and speak concisely and to the point. After communicating, leave directly.

Sima Tan paid attention to everyone during the first half of the banquet, but during the second half of the banquet, he and Zhang Xuezhou and others were gathered together and never separated.

This surprised the new emperor.

But it's a good thing that the courtiers can play together, especially when they can play together with Sima Tan.

The new emperor was not sure whether Guo Sheren's method of changing swords out of thin air would be seen through by Sima Tan, but as long as someone distracted Sima Tan, or he asked Sima Tan to say a few words when he was about to change his sword, Guo Sheren's The operation must be successful.

Accordingly, it was a good thing to have someone to talk to and play with Sima, and even made the new emperor very happy.

"Dongfang Shuo and Sima seem to regret meeting each other for the first time. When you arrive, arrange their carriages together so that they can get closer!"

The new emperor called Wei Qing and asked Wei Qing to make arrangements.

This made Wei Qing quickly nod in agreement.

"This admirer is your sister?"

The relevant itinerary has been arranged to an almost detailed level. Xintei thought about it and found that there was nothing extra that needed attention, so he casually chatted with Wei Qing to pass the time.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the third sister-in-law of Weichen!"

Wei Qing responded respectfully.

A singer is a singer who makes a living by singing in her youth.

Wei Zifu's singing skills are not top-notch, but what Wei Zifu sings are all carefully selected poems. These poems are in line with the new emperor's wishes and are part of the new emperor's enjoyment of passing time at the banquet.

"Let her come here!"

The new emperor waved and gave instructions. Wei Zifu, who was singing poetry normally, immediately bowed and then stepped forward with small steps.

Although the new emperor's harem is limited, there are so many maids and empresses in the palace. Each of these women is one or even one in a thousand.

When he looked at Wei Zifu from a distance, he only felt that his singing voice was superior and his appearance was ordinary. But when he got closer, he felt more amazed and a little more comfortable.

As long as the appearance is not outstanding and top-notch, the appearance will not bring a sharp sense of conflict.

Wei Zifu's face is undoubtedly soft and a bit warm, which makes people look extremely comfortable.

The new emperor looked at Wei Qing and compared it with Wei Zifu. He felt that he should love the house and the bird. As long as one of his own people looks at his own people, everyone will be more pleasing to the eye.

He teased Wei Qing and gave Wei Zifu a glass of wine before asking him to retreat.

"Your Majesty, Zihu is the number one eunuch here. Although she is not as good as the top eunuchs in Chang'an City, she also has some special talents that are quite impressive," Princess Yang Xin said with a sneer.

"Oh, let her perform quickly," Cintiq said with interest.

"Taishi Ling is here, so this performance is inconvenient." Princess Yang Xin glanced at the distance and said, "If your majesty is interested, after the banquet is over, I will ask my husband to take a carriage to the place where your majesty is staying for a special performance. To avoid being gossiped about."

"That's okay!" Since Princess Yang Xin believed that it is better to have fun together than to have fun alone, the new emperor didn't force it.

He nodded to indicate that there was no problem with the schedule, and he could not help but indicate whether the sword forged by Princess Yangxin was in place.

"Your Majesty happens to be dancing swords and listening to songs at the same time. It's going to be a wonderful thing," Princess Yang Xin said with a pursed lips.

"Right on my mind!"

The new emperor nodded, extremely satisfied with Princess Yang Xin's arrangement.

If there is anyone in the world whom the new emperor can completely rest assured of, apart from the Empress Dowager, the only one left is Princess Yang Nobunaga.

The three of them are both prosperous and disadvantaged. Their blood ties and interests are almost completely bound. There is little gap between them. Whenever the other party has reasonable needs, they will try their best to satisfy them.

Princess Yangxin will try her best to help the new emperor as requested, and the new emperor will also accept the other party's kindness.

The two of them toasted and clinked glasses to each other, but Pingyang Hou was honest this time and didn't say anything to join in the fun.

This banquet was so good that even if ten Taishi Ling stood here to find fault, they wouldn't be able to fault it.

The ordinary high-level banquet also corresponds to everyone's politeness. Everyone knows that attending the banquet this time is to prove that Pingyang Hou's previous rewards are not suspected of poisoning the ministers around the king.

Nowadays, Zhang Xuezhou is in good condition, he can still attend banquets normally, and he walks with a calm temperament. This cannot be attributed to Marquis Pingyang.

This was the original intention of the banquet. People who understood the theme of the banquet either glanced at Zhang Xuezhou and raised their glasses to drink, or they chatted casually.

When Sima Tan, the God of Plague, sat next to Zhang Xuezhou, everyone was doing their own thing, feeling that the banquet had come to an end.

No matter how much they proved, Sima Tan could not verify it himself.

The results of the verification at this time were excellent. At least Sima Tan recognized the person clearly, and it would be impossible for him to write blindly in the future.

"Your Majesty will set off to worship his ancestors tomorrow. We wish your Majesty a smooth trip and the protection of the Emperor Ancestor!"

When the banquet was about to end, Princess Yangxin also announced a piece of news, which made everyone shout in unison.

"It turns out this is a farewell party. In that case, there is nothing to write about!"

Sima Tan thought about it, and when everyone stood up to congratulate them, and when he couldn't help but follow the congratulations, he realized that the congratulations were actually from his group.

This made Sima Tan quickly come to his senses.

He glanced at the banquet and felt that Marquis Pingyang had restrained himself after the previous banquet. He also knew how to advance, retreat and be frugal. Sima Tan even felt that the other party was a little too frugal at this banquet.

If the top management is not extravagant and does not extort and oppress the people, the people will live a good life.

Sima Tan felt that Marquis Pingyang was quite good at changing his ways, and it gave him a little bit of a good impression.

For many people in high positions, Sima Tan's little good impression is quite important. When the other party records the relevant information, it will most likely be enough to simply describe it in a few sentences.

For example, Qin Wang Ying's achievements can be said to be the best in hundreds of years, but his majesty did not escape the troubles of these Taishi orders. Even though the other party was the strongest emperor in Nanfangbu continent in modern times, the final result in the history books was mixed. , there is no such thing as perfection.

This is true for the top emperors, not to mention others.

Most people don't ask Taishi Ling to record the proud things of their lives, but they ask him not to keep recording them just because they have the slightest fault, and to be talked about by future generations for hundreds of years.

The banquet to clear away suspicion and charges for Marquis Pingyang became a farewell banquet for the new emperor's departure. Marquis Pingyang has obviously passed the test.


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