A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

It's getting hotter.

In a viewing attic on the bank of the Yangtze River, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard, and a large banquet is set up.

The snow-white waves raised by the dragon boat race almost washed up on the green willows on the bank. The turbulent wind and water of the river tried to lift the blue gauze curtain of the Wangjiang Pavilion several times, but they were covered with zongzi-shaped wormwood on the lintel. The embroidered sachet was held down.

In the end, it was opened by a big hand wearing a dragon scale wristband.

The ghost-faced general who suddenly broke into the field of vision was so tall that he startled the two servant boys holding cattail fans on the left and right, but he reacted quickly, retracted the cattail fan with his hands down, and bowed to salute:
"Congratulations to King Lanling, Your Highness is in good health during the Dragon Boat Festival."

Watching the man in front of him lift up the curtain and enter without saying a word, even the fish scale armor could not wrap his tall and straight back, Yuan Wuyou followed closely behind.

There are three square tables inside, ebony and gold lacquer, the same size, there is an empty table on the left, and sitting in the middle is of course Emperor Wenxiang's second son, Guangning Wang Gao Xiaoheng.

And there are two rows of musicians around the table, and there are attendants behind each table. Good guy, the so-called invitation to the banquet is the Hongmen banquet of the three brothers of the Gao family, right?

Yuan Wuyou was about to take a closer look, when he saw a tinge of brown jumping down from the main seat, and directly opened his blood-red mouth at her, "Wow!" and howled.

Anyone who saw this scene would be terrified, Yuan Wuyou was no exception, his back went cold, his head froze, but his hand habitually touched the saber on his lower back.

Fortunately, the yellow shadow was stopped by Gao Changgong raising his leg,

"Jin Hook, sit down! You don't even know me?"

Following this order, the hound looked at Yuan Wuyou and choked, but obediently sat on the side of his slender deerskin military boots, holding a corner of his clothes exposed under the fish scale skirt.

Yuan Wuyou was able to see clearly that the one who ran out of the phantom just now turned out to be a tall Persian dog. This dog was covered in short brown-yellow hair, with long legs and a thin waist. Si's collar, black eyes shining, she can actually see the arrogance and rudeness from a dog with its neck up.

"Chang Gong, is Aunt Zheng behind you, right? Please come and sit up. This Persian dog is quite capable of distinguishing loyalty from traitors. Auntie, please don't be offended."

Guided by the Persian dog holding the hem of Gao Changgong's clothes, Yuan Wuyou followed the prestige to the main seat.

The king of Guangning, who was twirling the emerald jade flute in his hand, seemed to be wearing a formal attire, with broad shoulders and a straight back sitting in a dignified posture. The outer cover was an orange-yellow crotch that showed the aristocratic family, and the inner was a crimson red shirt with large sleeves.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Gao Changgong's but not much, his skin is fair and beardless, and his handsome appearance is also a little more frail than Gao Changgong's.

He was originally sitting at the head seat, when he suddenly saw two red shadows blocked by his Persian dog, and after distinguishing from the ghostly face that they were his fourth younger brother, he got up and insisted on grabbing the two of them to sit at the same table. With long eyebrows on the temples and Ruifeng eyes, he asked with a bit of resentment:
"Why did Chang Gong come so late? It's the time of the outing? Quickly and truthfully recruited, what did you do with the rest of the time?"

Gao Changgong had no choice but to leave the table for himself vacant, and sat on the right side of the second brother awkwardly, explaining helplessly that he was accompanying his aunt to watch people rescue Qu Yuan.

King Guangning was stunned, "Dragon Boat Festival, don't talk about this...it's creepy."

At this moment, Yuan Wuyou, since meeting first and said "The two kings are in peace at the Dragon Boat Festival", he saw Gao Lao Wu on the square long table on the right, and King Ande was also rarely wearing a royal dress, with bright red eyes The shirt with large collar and sleeves is covered with an orange crotch.

I haven't seen him for a few days, his face has lost a lot of weight, his usually white and tender baby face has prominent jawbones, his facial features have become more and more cold and handsome, there is no usual playfulness in his peach eyes, and there is a hostility between his brows.

Right now, there is a charming woman kneeling behind him, twisting her sleeves and pouring wine for him.That rigorous orange-red skirt with full breasts and large sleeves also drew out two snowy peaks that were about to come out. When Yuan Wuyou looked at her face, it was the same smile that she had seen in the barracks that day.

The moment Gao Yanzong met his aunt's gaze, Gao Yanzong's fan-like long eyelashes covered his peach blossom eyes, squinted at the woman beside him, and pointed politely at the young elder in front of him, "Call me aunt."

Then he raised his eyes, glanced at Yuan Wuyou, and said with a smile,

"Bring a nephew and daughter-in-law who can't be on the table, and teach my aunt to laugh, and the fifth nephew will punish herself first."

Yuan Wuyou: "...Heroes don't ask where they come from, and it doesn't matter how old they are. My aunt can only support me."

She was just being polite, but the man in front of her suddenly looked cold, let go and dropped the cup on the ground.

Seeing this, the female companion next to him suddenly stood up straight and let out a soft cry, but King Guangning next to him heard the sound and leaned over to this side:

"Why is my fifth brother having trouble with his hands and feet? What are you talking to my aunt? Why don't you ask my aunt to sit down?"

Yuan Wuyou took advantage of the situation and sat on the left hand side of the main table, close to Gao Yanzong's guest of honor.

Seeing that he had caught the attention of the second elder brother, Gao Yanzong stirred the ripples in the spring pool in Taohua's eyes, and his smile returned to normal, "I've run out of this cup, it's time for my aunt. Remember to throw the cup as a pledge."

Yuan Wuyou's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and a coolness seemed to pass over his spine from the spirit of Shuntian to his back.Thinking about his past offenses against the Living Hades, I'm afraid he will be punished.This one is not like Gao Changgong, he is really going crazy, and he knows too much about her.

Gao Changgong was reminiscing with his second brother, he didn't pay attention, and saw Aunt Zheng drinking a glass of realgar wine from the fifth brother's table, saying that he was punishing himself for being late.After drinking, her pretty face turned pale, she waved her hand and fanned her mouth, saying that her throat was a little hot, and she wanted to take another mouthful of food.

Gao Yanzong quickly handed her his chopsticks.

Seeing King Guangning laughed, he hurriedly handed her a rice dumpling.

Gao Yanzong didn't shy away from it. He handed the zongzi from his second brother to his aunt, but she couldn't hold it firmly, so he grabbed it and wanted to help her untie the thread tied on it.

Yuan Wuyou knew that he had violated the rules, and he ordered him with his eyes as soon as he opened his mouth: "Shut up, you from Mobei must have never eaten Jiangnan rice dumplings a few times, if you don't know how to peel them, don't waste your second brother's reward." .”

Yuan Wuyou said dissatisfiedly, "I will do this."

The woman in the red skirt was left alone for a while, and now she hastened to speak out, trying to join the excitement: "Five kings, come here, slave?"

She stretched out her slender white fingers like shaving onion roots to pick up the rice dumplings, her bright red nails stained with the juice of impatiens were long and dazzling, Gao Yanzong glared at her,
"Presumptuous! Do you want to stab Zongzi with your nails, or do you want to stab this king?"

Yuan Wuyou was speechless after hearing this, and the yellow dog beside him shook his head.

Gao Yanzong was usually quite talkative, but at this time he was like a hedgehog, and no one dared to provoke him.

So Aunt Zheng had no choice but to sit there obediently, and stared at the rice dumplings that her fifth nephew had peeled.

King Guangning had a panoramic view of everything, with a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were as sharp as knives out of their sheaths,

"Aunt Zheng is a daughter of an aristocratic family. How can she not even peel rice dumplings? The fourth brother is still here. Fifth brother, you are too diligent."