Feng Wuhen's appearance caused some commotion in the banquet. The emperor summoned the seventh prince who rarely appeared in such an occasion here. Could it be that all the princes had the hope of winning the supreme? This made the other princes who were a little suspicious at first excited, and the concubines also began to discuss it.

Concubine Yu still had that dull smile on her face. She would not think that the emperor suddenly cared about this son who was sick. No matter where he looked, Wuxi was much better than Wuhen. However, judging from Wuhen's face, the doctor Chen was indeed capable. Apart from being pale, his body was not as weak as before. For such a talent, she must find a way to put it by her side. She made up her mind.

Although Empress He was chatting and laughing with Concubine De beside him, his eyes never left Feng Wuhen. The biting coldness made even Concubine De tremble. The concubines who had been in the palace for a long time knew the discord between the Queen and Concubine Yu, and even Feng Wuhen's illness was many statements. Of course, the saying that He poisoned the fetus medicine was the most popular. Among the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace, this case of that year is still circulating, and it is said that it has a nose and eyes.

"Wuhen, sit next to me." The emperor thought and suddenly spoke. Somehow, Feng Wuhen today gave him a completely different feeling, as if he had seen himself back then, so he said this strange sentence.

The imperial garden, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became extremely quiet. Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Feng Wuhen, and everyone was guessing the emperor's intention. Feng Wuhen slowly walked to his father's side. Looking at the majestic old man, he felt a little familiar in his heart, but more strange.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I finally have a chance to reunite. Today, all the princes who are over ten years old can drink, and all the beloved concubines are free. Isn't it a pity to let down such a moonlight?" The emperor said as he signaled the eunuch beside him to pour wine into the cup, but another bright red wine was filled with Feng Wuhen's glass.

"'Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink it, the pipa will urge you immediately." Wuhen, I know you are in poor health and cannot drink too much. This is a grape wine tribute from the Western Regions. Although there is no luminous cup, it is not as mellow as the Central Plains spirit. It is suitable for you to drink." The emperor said while handing a crystal cup to Feng Wuhen. Feng Wuhen, who had never tasted wine, took a sip of it, and felt the fragrance of his teeth and cheeks, which was extremely sweet, but he felt a burning sound in his throat and couldn't help coughing.

The third prince Feng Wuyan looked at his seventh brother jealously. Although he was considering the significance of his father's actions, he smiled and said, "Seventh brother is really blessed. Although grape wine is not as precious as the previous dynasty in our dynasty, it is not so easy to drink. The previous dynasty's "New Book of Southern" records: "Taizong defeated Gaochang, collected horse milk grapes in the garden, and obtained the wine method, but he still gained and lost it. The wine turned green, fragrant and radiant, and the taste was also clear. Chang'an first realized its taste. However, the wine brewed by the people of the Central Plains was not as good as those made by the barbarians, so it is rare to see such good wine, haha!" A few words with light words, coupled with the classics, Feng Wuyan successfully attracted people's attention to the wine, but the eyes betting on Feng Wuhen became more complicated.

"The third brother is really reading the books of many families!" Feng Wuhen felt a little bad. If his father caused unnecessary trouble because of his unintentional actions, it would be bad. "However, I am really unable to drink. No matter how good the wine is, I am afraid I will not have a chance to live up to my father's wishes." Feng Wuhen looked at the wine left in the cup with a wry smile, with a helpless look on his face.

Many people, including several concubines who are good at observing words and expressions, were moved. The pun word was heard in their ears, and it seemed to be confessing something. The emperor's sudden summoning Feng Wuhen today originally made many people suspicious, but Feng Wuhen's words and deeds seemed to see no strange traces, which confused those who were interested.

The emperor's face did not look unhappy. Feng Wuhen reluctantly drank the sip of wine just now, and this action made him very happy. How could he not see that the son's condition had improved greatly, but drinking was still inappropriate. But he drank the glass of wine he handed him without hesitation. It can be seen that although this son had no time to study, he still understood the principle of "Your tribute is a gift, but the minister dare not refuse". It seems that as long as he has a little training, he will be a promising son. "Today is a family dinner, so everyone doesn't have to be restrained, just be at will! By the way, the Fourth Emperor, I heard that you are going to have a show tonight. Don't keep it a secret, let's see it for everyone." The emperor picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it all, but his eyes were staring at the Fourth Prince Feng Wuhou.

Feng Wuhou smiled and stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, walked to the emperor's table and knelt down, "Father, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, singing and dancing must be fun. There is a group of female music in my house, which is far better than the Yuefu in the palace. Although my father does not like to listen to silk and bamboo orchestras on weekdays, today's beautiful scenery is here. My son dared to take this opportunity to invite my father to reward him and wish him good health!" These words were spoken in great detail, and the princes and concubines knew that the fourth prince, who had always been addicted to female sex play, could say these words, and most of the counselors in the mansion might teach. Although he was dissatisfied with his robbery, everyone still knelt down and raised his wine glass, "I wish my father (the emperor) good health!"

Feng Wuhen was frightened by this sudden move, and then he realized that his position was extremely awkward. If he was sitting next to the emperor, he would have received a gift from the person below. If it was spread, he would not know what it would be portrayed as. Thinking of this, he hurriedly left his seat, took three steps back, and then fell to the ground, and of course he also held the half-cup of wine in his hand.

Looking around, the emperor's face was filled with extraordinary spirit, "Okay, I'll drink this cup!" After signaling everyone to stand up, the emperor turned to Feng Wuhou again, "Wuhou, I know that you have always liked female musicians, but you must know that everything needs to be moderate. Today is a holiday, and I will accept your kindness. Don't do this at will in the future, do you know?"

Feng Wuhou agreed, but thought to himself, you will know what the devil is dancing randomly later. He lowered his head and ordered the eunuch beside him. He slapped his high fives three times, and a sound of music came out immediately.

The stone daisy in the southern capital swept the clear mountain. The clothes are thin and the cold weather is resistant to the morning wind. One night, the crabapple flowers fade, and the curtains are rolled upstairs to see.

Now the sun is bright and bright, and the southern roads are warm and carved saddles are warm. I admire the gardens and enjoy the wind and rain. The spring birds report safety.

The clouds are scattered in a distant state. The pavilions are light in spring. The willows are weeping and the flowers are crying, the mud on the nine streets is heavy, and the swallows fly slowly outside the door.

Now the golden house is bright and bright, and it is on the peach branch. It is not like that when the small bridge is raining, and the two of them know that they are secretly hated.

A group of women sang and danced, singing Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Travel". Although the tune of the lyrics did not have any particularly festive atmosphere, on the contrary, it was a bit resentful, but it was unique to spit out from dozens of beautiful women. Even the emperor's hand was picking up food stopped. The Yuefu in the palace was good, but it was indeed as Feng Wuhou said, compared with the female musicians he raised, it seemed much more obsolete.

The music seemed to come from all directions, everywhere like mercury pouring down the ground, and soon filled every sense of people. The singers' light sleeves were accidentally swept to every corner, and their eyebrows were sometimes filled with joy and sometimes sorrow, making every man want to pull them into his arms and pity them freely. Every singer just puts on makeup and silences of eyebrows, but when they are together, their charm is not inferior to any noble lady present. She sings softly and dances lightly, and is full of devils dancing in a mess, intoxicated.

Feng Wuhen was already dazzled. After living in a poor and humble family for more than ten years, he had never seen such a fascinating scene. The chopsticks in his hand fell silently on the ground. At this time, people were concentrated on the female musicians in the scene, and no one noticed his incompetence.
Chapter completed!