In the spring of the 12th year of Yongping in the Great Xia Dynasty, the Empress Wang gave birth to the twelve princes. Emperor Yongping was very happy and held a banquet at Chengyu Hall when the prince was full of the moon, inviting everyone to celebrate together.

The twelfth prince is the emperor's only legitimate son at present, which is of great significance. Because the invitations received at this banquet are all nobles of the aristocratic families and senior officials.

For this banquet, the palace was in unprecedented busyness. The emperor and the empress were determined to make it extremely grand and perfect, so as to tell the world, especially the aristocratic families: the emperor has a legitimate son! The aristocratic family values ​​legitimate and suppresses illegitimate sons. Emperor Yongping was criticized because he had no legitimate sons before, and now he can finally be proud. The empress finally had her own child, got rid of the biggest heart disease, and truly had a support from now on.

No matter what everyone thinks, the inside and outside the palace look joyous and celebrating. The same is true for Changchun Palace, but there is an awkward and strange atmosphere flowing in the air. This atmosphere has been a while since the birth of the twelfth prince.

The owner of Changchun Palace now has an embarrassing identity: the empress's adopted son. He was born of an ordinary concubine. He was seven out of the emperor's sons. He was raised by the queen because his mother died early, so he had his own name: Murong Zhao. When the queen had no parent-child, he was her trust; and now, Murong Zhao, who has half a legitimate identity and 16 years older than the twelfth prince, is already the biggest enemy of her parents and children ascending the throne.

"Why are there only a few dishes? What about the crystal shrimp that Your Highness loves to eat?"

The little palace maid who brought the vegetables lowered her head, her voice trembled slightly, and she said carefully: "The Royal Kitchen said that the palace would be busy with the full moon banquet of the little prince in the past few days, and she couldn't get anyone to prepare..."

Murong Zhao's personal eunuch Wang Ren was so angry that he jumped up, but Murong Zhao himself was very calm. He took a sip of the soup. The soup might have been left for a long time, and it was slightly cold, with an indescribable greasiness. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes: People in the palace are used to seeing the direction of the wind. If the little prince had not just one month old, I was afraid that his treatment would be worse than now.

"Your Highness, I'm going to ask the Queen to judge! No matter how you say it, it's the master. They don't take you seriously!" Wang Ren said angrily, trembling with fear regardless of the little palace maid beside him.

Murong Zhao waved his hand and asked the palace maid to retreat, looking at her like an amnesty, with a cold expression.

"My mother is already very busy taking care of the twelve emperors. She is already very busy in handling palace affairs. Why bother her?" Murong Zhao glanced at Wang Ren with a warning, with a deep and cold look. "The things in the palace are complicated in the future. If you can't control your mouth anymore, I will not be able to tolerate you when I hear such resentment."

Wang Ren panicked and suddenly woke up: Now in this palace, I am afraid that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at them Changchun Palace! They cannot use their master to attack him, but they just raise their hands! He broke out in a cold sweat and quickly knelt down to apologize. After a long time, when he heard the seventh prince's faint "get up", he breathed a sigh of relief and retreated respectfully.

"I will be careful in my words and actions in the future." He said gratefully.

Murong Zhao nodded. If it weren't for Wang Ren's background being clean and serving him for so many years, he wouldn't have bothered to mention him, but this servant would still be clear about it.

He used lunch slowly, and even though the dishes were far from usual, his expression remained unchanged.

In the afternoon, he went to Wuyi Pavilion to study as usual. Most of the princes and their companions had already arrived and were chatting about the full moon banquet to be held in Chengyu Palace tomorrow. Even though the princes were so angry that they still looked happy, most of them were advised by their mothers, and they expressed their love for this emperor brother who was higher than theirs since they were born.

Soon, this part was brought over without hesitation, and everyone talked about topics that were more interesting:

"I heard that the Xie family's 'Yushu' will come?"

"Oh? Didn't he say that he has been living in Jiangnan because he doesn't want to become an official?"

The Xie family Yushu is a beautiful title. The one who praises Xie Muzhi, the ninth prince of the Xie family. This ninth prince is amazing. He has been extremely intelligent since childhood. He can talk about it in front of a great scholar at the age of eight. He speaks well and writes good articles. He has outstanding appearance. He has a natural and elegant appearance at a young age.

The beautiful title of "Yushu" comes from Emperor Yongping's personal praise: "Looking at the Xie family Aru, it is like pearls and jade on the side, and jade on the back." It spread for a while. Aru is Xie Muzhi's nickname, and he is not called by someone close to him. Emperor Yongping's appreciation and love for him can be seen.

Even, how much did he admire Xie Muzhi? When Xie Muzhi was twelve years old, Emperor Yongping promised to be a clerk in his subordinates to invite him to serve as an official. Although it was a joke, it also caused an uproar.

However, what is even more surprising is that Xie Muzhi neither responded with the situation nor refused politely. He answered quite straightforwardly and decisively: "Muzhi's ambition is in the mountains and rivers, and she has no intention of living in the temple, and she is afraid that she will let down His Majesty's beautiful wishes."

After that, in order to express his determination, he lived far away in Jiangnan and became more and more unruly in his actions. Many anecdotes and interesting stories have been heard. It is said that after seeing him, the local prefect sighed to his staff: "This is not like an ordinary person!"

Everyone was confused for a moment. However, the sixth prince Mu Xu knew the answer because his mother came from Xie: "He is sixteen now and has not decided on a marriage. My aunt was so anxious that she was afraid that he would meet a woman from Jiangnan. This time she caught the banquet at Chengyu Palace, so she naturally urged him to return to Beijing and have a look at each other!"

Someone sighed: "It is said that Xie Muzhi is so elegant and beautiful. He is famous as the imperial capital at the age of twelve. Unfortunately, he went to Jiangnan early and was unable to see him at first. He will have this wish tomorrow!"

"It's extreme, it's extreme! But it's actually hard to match the reputation. If the pearls have changed their eyes in recent years, wouldn't it disappoint?" The person who said this was the companion of the third prince. Zhao Yi. The Zhao family and the Xie family have been in a state of disagreement in recent years and have often fought. He has been angry that Xie Muzhi has lived in Jiangnan and is still the "Crown of aristocratic family" for a long time.

Murong Xu smiled mockingly: "I don't know if my cousin is 'actually difficult to deal with'. I only know that if Mr. Zhao can't make a good article, I'm afraid he will ask his master to copy "Youxuan Lu" again."

"Youxuan Lu" is a collection of essays compiled by a Hanlin last year. It contains articles with rich literary talent for nearly 20 years. It was widely praised as soon as it was published. It was repeatedly cited by Wuyige's Master, and often ordered students who did not do well in copying and studying.

And in this book, two articles were written by Xie Muzhi.

Zhao Yi's face suddenly turned red and he was extremely embarrassed. Fortunately, it was already time for class, so the Master walked in and glanced seriously.

Daxia has always respected his master, and everyone hurriedly sat back to their original positions, and together with the princes, they all stood up to say hello to the Master.

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he still cursed Xie Muzhi in his heart: Humph, what is "not like a person in the world" and "the crown of aristocratic families" must be just a false reputation! There are just a few articles that have something to be proud of!

Murong Zhao just watched coldly from beginning to end and did not participate in it. In contrast to the current popular style of forest and Qingqing talk, he advocated even more practical knowledge and was not interested in the Xie family Yushu whom they talked about.

Those who are talented but do not want to save the world and the people and do something. Such people are really a waste of the talent given by God.

The next day.

At the third hour of Shen Shi, the gate of Chengyu Palace opened wide, and the bright and fond maids placed fruits, water and wine, and everyone sat down to greet them.

Murong Zhao sat in the prince's table in sequence, greeted several brothers and stopped talking. He was as cold as ever, and could not see his joy or anger. Sitting there was like an iceberg, which made the princes next to him feel insidious.

The hall soon became lively, and everyone talked with great enthusiasm, and the most talked about was the Xie family Yushu.

"I wonder if the Ninth Young Master will live in the imperial capital this time? I heard that the Xie family has given up the idea of ​​allowing him to enter the government..."

"I heard that the Ninth Young Master returned to Beijing this time to discuss marriage. I wonder which lady from the family is so lucky?"

"oops……"

All these things, the name Xie Muzhi kept coming to Murong Zhao's ears. He poured wine and drank it himself, and he really wondered: How could this person have such great magic power that made people so obsessed?

Logically speaking, the more noble the banquet, the later the arrival. However, as the banquet was approaching, the high-ranking officials and nobles had almost arrived, but the figure of Mr. Xie Jiu was not seen.

Murong Zhao heard the fifth prince whispering to Murong Xu: "Xie Yushu won't forget today's full moon banquet, right? I think the table is about to open-"

Before he finished speaking, the loud bell rang, and the majestic guard of honor lined up on both sides - the emperor and the empress arrived.

Everyone stood up to salute, Emperor Yongping waved his hand and laughed loudly, "Today my son is full moon. On the day of great joy, all of you, don't go back if you are drunk!"

Seeing that everyone under the seat responded with a smile, Emperor Yongping nodded with satisfaction. He looked around, looked carefully, and said strangely: "Where is Xie Jiu?"

The seat was silent for a moment. Mr. Xie twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to get up to claim the crime. A voice came from outside the hall:

"I'm late, Your Majesty forgives me." This voice contained a faint smile, which was indescribable and touching.

Everyone looked up and saw a man wearing a dark black robes and walking into the hall calmly.

Murong Zhao was also here. He looked up and saw a casual glance, but he couldn't help but stagnate.

There were dozens of candles lit in Chengyu Palace, and the lights were brightly lit. Before this man came in, he didn't feel dark, but when the man stepped into the hall, he felt that the pride was like the morning glow, illuminating the room.
Chapter completed!