The black-bellied prime minister's red makeup

Chapter 2 The First Contest
Five years later.

At night, candlelight dimly illuminates the entire study.At the desk, a person was sitting there carefully reading a book.

He was dressed in a blue simple dress and his hair tied in a jade bun, and his outline could be roughly seen in the gloom.With willow leaf eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, coupled with that fair little face and thin mouth, such a delicate appearance cannot be described by just good-looking.

The moonlight was bright and clear, but the quietness of the house was broken by a light knock on the door.

Slowly put down the book and he spoke, his male voice was strong, but it was slightly crisp.

"Come in."

The door was opened from the outside, and a white-haired old man in mid-level civilian clothes walked in. He was the Housekeeper Zhou of the mansion.

He lowered his head respectfully and said: "Prime Minister, just now there was a letter from the palace. King Xuan, who has been fighting for many years, has returned. The emperor held a banquet in the palace to welcome the prime minister."

"King Xuan?"

Frowning, Shen Qingnan was surprised.

how come?How could he come back suddenly after he had been fighting abroad five years ago?Could it be that they came back because they heard that the military party has been suppressed by the literary party in recent years?Want to come back to preside over the overall situation of the military party and the Wen party to earn the status of the court?

Behind the green bamboo screen, Shen Qingnan was changing clothes for herself.This is his habit, as long as it is a personal matter, he will do it all by himself,
I saw that he first wore a high-necked white satin tunic with dark patterns embroidered on the collar just enough to cover his throat, and then put on a light blue wide-sleeved outer robe. Shen Qingnan walked out from behind the screen with her hair bristling up high.

The door was opened by the servant outside, one hand was put forward slightly, the other hand was put behind the back obediently, and walked slowly into the courtyard.

The breeze at night blows the corners of his clothes and the blue ribbon around his waist and flies them behind him, coupled with his handsome face and delicate eyebrows.That modest gentleman's face like a crown of jade can really confuse thousands of young girls who have not left the court.

When Shen Qingnan entered the banquet hall, most of the ministers had already arrived, even the emperor was already sitting on the dragon chair, but the protagonist of this banquet, King Xuan, was still missing.

how?Are you going to show off just after you come back?Well, let's see how he can give him a blow after a while.

In the five years since Shen Qingnan entered the officialdom to appoint a prime minister, she has never met this rival King Xuan, but she has heard a lot of rumors about him among the people.

The outside world once described him like this: he has a broad chest and an invincible prestige.The words are majestic, and the ambition of thousands of Zhang Lingyun is spit out.The heart is bold and bold, like a lion shaking the sky and descending from the clouds.The bones are strong and the tendons are strong, like a brave Pixiu sitting on the seat.Just like the devil descended from the sky, he is really the god of Tai Sui in the world.

It was about to be described as a rumor of a god, but today she wanted to see with her own eyes whether it was true or not.

After another half a quarter of an hour, a high-pitched high-pitched voice was heard outside the hall: "King Xuan is here!"

All the ministers in the hall except the emperor and the prime minister stood up one after another, and saluted King Xuan who Shen Qingnan only heard his footsteps but did not see him.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, not as sonorous and forceful as those of martial arts practitioners, but unusually light.

At this time, a breeze was blowing slowly from outside the hall, as if everything in the world was still except for the person who was walking in step by step and Shen Qingnan.

Putting down the wine glass in her hand, Shen Qingnan raised her head and looked at the person who finally showed her real body.

Shen Qingnan originally thought that a reckless man who went out to fight every year must be a man who was black as ink, strong and burly, with his chest exposed and his belly covered with scars.But at the moment when she saw the real person, Shen Qingnan realized that she was completely wrong.

He was dressed in a blue satin robe with a border of silver openwork hibiscus flowers peeking out from inside.The jade belt clasps the waist, and a white jade pendant is adorned on the left side of the waist.

And his appearance is even more different from those who often practice martial arts in the sun.His skin is like porcelain jade, his sword-shaped eyebrows are not fierce but his star eyes are not sharp, although he has righteousness, he is not dull and there is a touch of evil between his eyebrows and eyes.

At this time, he walked in with a smile on the corner of his mouth, waved his hands to the surrounding ministers to signal them to avoid the ceremony, then raised his right hand and knelt down on one knee to salute the emperor who was sitting on the top: "My brother, see the emperor."

"Get flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Standing up, Shen Qingnan, who had been in a daze all along, finally recovered when she was about to walk to her seat.

Standing up, he said to King Xuan with a smile on his face: "My lord really knows how to count the time! You didn't arrive until all the ministers and even the emperor came. How can you be like the prime minister? I came a few minutes earlier, and the banquet didn't even start. We can only wait."

A few euphemistic words mean that your official score is really big, others are waiting for you, but you, the protagonist, came so late that all the ministers including the emperor were waiting for you.

King Xuan naturally understood what Shen Qingnan meant.I saw that he was still smiling without the slightest anger in his expression, and he stroked the jade around his waist with his left hand vaguely and said: "Where is the prime minister, I will naturally have to take a bath and change clothes before coming back to the capital, otherwise the emperor will be polite here." Not Zhou... Who should bear the responsibility?"

Strong smell of gunpowder.Before the banquet started, the leaders of the two parties began to compete.

Both of them have the status of one person under one person and above ten thousand people, and the officials around them lowered their heads for fear of getting into trouble. Those who should drink should drink and should eat meat, and those who should eat meat dare not raise their heads and say a word.

(End of this chapter)