I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 730

Tangtang didn't want to see him talk about the sad things in the past so calmly, so she immediately patted him:
"Everything from the past has been buried in the bottomless abyss, and the master has sealed it with a magic circle. Didn't you agree not to mention it again?"

Yan Gui sighed: "It's not that my brother doesn't count what he says, but he is afraid that he will repeat the same mistakes."

He lowered his head, his side face hid in a place out of the light and shadow, his eyelashes were trembling, like a moth that accidentally broke into the flame.

Coupled with his sickly demeanor and restless eyes, it is really distressing.

Tangtang was shaken instantly, and stood firmly with him:
"What's the big deal if you don't make a queen concubine? Next time those ministers come to quarrel with brother, Tangtang will beat them out."

Yan Gui smiled wryly and shook his head: "People's words are scary, and my brother can't help himself."

"The heir to the crown prince, the yin and yang are out of balance, no matter which one is like a heavy mountain, the elder brother can't breathe."

Tangtang took it for granted, everyone was an emperor, so she could empathize with it.

For example, she doesn't want to go to court every day, she doesn't want to hear ministers quarreling, she doesn't want to review strange memorials, and listen to a lot of great principles.

I want to take my parents to play around, lie on the roof of other people's house to bask in the sun when I am happy, and eat delicious food when I am not happy.

But you can't be so willful, because she is the empress of the Liang Kingdom, and brother Yangui is the emperor, so it is even more pitiful.

what should we do?

I can't let my brother face the tragedy again, let alone make it difficult for my brother.

Tangtang frowned instantly.

There was a faint smile on Yan Gui's brows, but he quickly restrained himself:
"My sister finally came to give my brother a gift for the Flower God Festival. My brother can't make my sister unhappy. We'll talk about this matter later. I can be happy every day."

Tangtang nodded: "That's right, so don't be angry, brother, eat more Huashen cakes, and look at the beautiful lights."

This time Yan Gui didn't try his best to keep her here, and after talking for a while, he quickly let her go.

It was still a bit late for Tangtang to return to Daliang Palace, Qian Shuang anxiously walked up and down in front of Chenyue Hall, looking into the hall from time to time:
"Why hasn't His Majesty come back?"

"I'm back, I'm back." Tangtang patted her on the shoulder from behind, then walked around to her and smiled.

Qian Shuang scolded: "The banquet is about to begin, and the Phoenix robe of the Flower God has not been changed yet, so you should change your clothes quickly and go with the minister."

They hurried to the imperial garden.

The banquet was not held, but the courtiers and female relatives were all present, and there were laughter and laughter everywhere.

The four fathers were admiring the flowers and drinking in the forest, courtiers would come forward to salute from time to time, TangTang sneaked past when no one was around.

"Where did you go?" Feng Hanchu was the first to notice her, and he put down his wine glass heavily, looking very angry.

Bu Chen poured wine for himself, and poured a glass for Feng Hanchu by the way: "Didn't you ask the question knowingly and make yourself angry?"

Su Qingyun fanned the flames by shaking her fan: "He just wanted to find some comfort for himself, so why should you expose it, Xiao Chenchen."

Xuan Mo: "The incense on her sleeves is only used by Emperor Zun, so there is no need to comfort myself."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Are you tired of living?
Tangtang: "..."

I shouldn't be here.

Then she was glared at by Feng Hanchu: "You don't have long legs, you can run very fast, and then you run to the extreme Northland when you can't see it at a glance, why don't you go to the sky?"

Tangtang silently looked up at the sky.

Runze smiled and interjected, "You said Tangtang has short legs, maybe in two years."

Feng Hanchu: "..."

Tangtang hurried over, poured wine and squeezed her shoulders: "Don't be angry, Meiyan Daddy, you will get wrinkles easily when you are angry..."

"Yes."

Bu Chen said with a smile: "The servant's family next door has a big dog with a wrinkled face, and when he gets angry, he drags his face for so long. The Supreme Emperor is the oldest among us..."

Feng Hanchu coldly snorted: "Killing people is also the most ruthless, want to try?"

Bu Chen shook his finger: "No, you don't deserve it."

If the garden wasn't full of people, the two fathers could fight for [-] rounds in an instant!

Tangtang silently took a step back, or I'd better go.

The Hundred Flowers Feast began soon. After offering sacrifices to the Flower God and lighting the Flower God lamp, the courtiers gathered around the nearby seats after the banquet.

Tangtang was looking for an opportunity for the daughter of the Minister of Proclamation and Rites to come over, but the Minister of Rites came to her on his own initiative:

"His Majesty--"

Tangtang was secretly happy: "Old Shangshu, the Flower God Festival is healthy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I pray that the God of Flowers will bless Your Majesty, that the phoenix body will be healthy and that you will find a good relationship."

Tangtang rolled her eyes, thinking that this old-fashioned old man is so upright, it seems that little Jinqiu has a lot of hope tonight.

Who knew that the Minister of the Ministry of Rites would start a long speech after drinking the wine given by the emperor: "From ancient times to the present, the heaven and the earth are above, and the code of ethics is always below..."

Tangtang's head sank when he heard it, and finally understood what he meant.

The Empress is about to reach her age, and preparations for this major event in life are also underway.

He suggested that everyone should pick out candidates for the emperor's husband and the emperor's servant in advance, and it should be announced after the Jiji ceremony, so as not to be in a hurry to delay the big event.

After finishing speaking, Shang Shu boasted again:
"The eldest grandson of the minister is seventeen years old. He has good moral character and outstanding talents. The minister dare not claim that he is the candidate for the emperor's husband, but being a servant will never pollute His Majesty's holy eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, an old voice beside him snorted coldly and said:
"Shang Shu really speaks loudly. With the old man's grandson in front, when will it be your turn to show off here?"

The Duke Protector stood up impressively and saluted Tangtang:

"Your Majesty, Tang Bi is the grandson of the old minister. Your Majesty is the one who knows everything and has always been close. It's not that the old minister is boasting. Tang Bi is the best candidate to be the emperor's husband."

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was not convinced, and clasped his fists at Duke Hu: "Your words are wrong!"

"According to what you said, isn't Xie Tongzheng envoy also the number one scholar, His Majesty's close ministers, who are my pillars and the queen's wife?"

"What kind of background is Xie Jingyun, and what is the background of my grandson Tang Bi? How dare you speak nonsense in front of His Majesty?"

"Duke, now that the poor family of the family is highly valued by His Majesty, are you trying to instigate the relationship between the poor family of the family?"

The old man stared at him: "When the old man is instigating, it's just a matter of fact."

"It is a fact that the elders of the three dynasties of our country's government are facts, and it is also a fact that Xie Tongzheng's name will go down in history. What the old man said is the selection of the emperor's wife, regardless of the political affairs of the court."

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites was also so angry that he pouted his beard: "If you say that, how can my eldest grandson not be favored by His Majesty?"

Tang Bi, the son of the aristocratic family, almost smashed the table, his ears were red, his head was bowed, and he didn't say a word.

Xie Jingyun, a Confucian student from a poor family, held his wine glass and spilled all the wine on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tangtang: "..."

What kind of experience is it to watch the excitement and see what's on your head?
(End of this chapter)