HLnovel Chapter 165 Meeting Banquet
Chapter 165 Meeting Banquet
After a while, the painting of the daughter of the Minister of Revenue was completed.
She painted herself through the bronze mirror. The woman in the painting was delicate and beautiful, and her eyes were full of love for the person she loved.
She stopped the pen in her hand and came to Concubine Rong and Murong Hao.
She saluted and said:
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, this is my daughter's painting. I painted it for myself and gave this painting to His Highness as a birthday gift. I just hope that Your Highness can remember that my daughter is Wang Muran, the daughter of the Minister of Hubu."
Concubine Rong was excited and hurriedly asked the nanny beside her to bring up the painting. She looked at the painting and found that it was indeed a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman. She said happily:
"Okay, okay, it's really a good painting. Hao'er, look at this painting and remember, this is a birthday gift from the Queen of the Ministry of Finance, Mu Ran, to you."
After saying that, she handed the painting to Murong Hao. Murong Hao took the painting, glanced at it, and handed it to Tianyi beside him.
He thought to himself, what kind of painting is this? It is not as good as the costume design that the girl painted for Princess Mingxin. It is really vulgar.
When he thought of the girl's paintings, he felt like laughing inexplicably, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Wang Muran happened to look up. After seeing his instant smile, he felt happy. Could it be that His Highness the Eighth Prince fell in love with him? He actually laughed, he really laughed.
With love for His Highness the Eighth Prince, she went down and sat back on her seat, staring straight at Murong Hao, never wanting to leave.
The next person is Jia Anyi, the daughter of the Minister of Rites. The program she will perform is the Jade Woman Dance. She is wearing a white dance dress that shows off her figure to the fullest.
She danced seriously on the stage, and Murong Hao took out his military book from his sleeve pocket and read it seriously.
Concubine Rong saw Murong Hao reading the military book. She realized that Murong Hao was here to cause trouble today. How could anyone watch the banquet and read the military book?
She whispered to Murong Hao beside her:
"Hao'er, what are you doing, reading military books at a banquet?"
"Mother and concubine, these programs are too boring. I'd better read The Art of War to relieve my boredom."
"Everyone has mentioned Jia Anyi's dancing. Her dancing is one of the most graceful in the capital."
"Concubine, I have chosen a princess, not a dancer. Concubine, please take your time and enjoy it while I read my military strategy."
After saying that, Murong Hao thought of the dance Lin Yunxi danced when she received thirty thousand taels of gold in her military camp. Her dance was probably from their hometown, and it seemed particularly cute when she thought about it.
Thinking of her dance, Murong Hao's mouth curved beautifully.
At this time, Jia Anyi, who was dancing below, saw His Highness the Eighth Prince sitting at the top, holding a military book and smiling. Could it be that His Highness liked her dancing style? It's true that His Highness the Eighth Prince obviously likes to watch people dance, and he still holds a military book in his hand to cover up his shyness.
When she thought about this, she became happier and danced harder and harder.
What Murong Hao didn't know was that his smile every time he thought of his girl sent the wrong message to these noble ladies.
This meeting banquet is simply a proper oolong banquet.
The third person to appear was Han Binglan, the eldest daughter of the general of the Western Imperial Forest Army. Her performance was a sword dance.
When Concubine Rong saw Han Binglan's appearance, she whispered to Murong Hao next to her:
"Hao'er, this is Han Binglan, the daughter of General Han. If you don't like the delicate woman before, this one should be fine. Look, she can dance a sword."
"Concubine, if you marry such a woman, your palace will need to be repaired frequently. No, no."
Concubine Rong was very angry with her son today. He could say all sorts of inappropriate things to any woman who came on the stage. She got angry when she saw that he had been reading military books. They had a good dinner with each other, but he was on stage by himself. Reading, what is wrong with her son recently?
Finally, it was the turn of the last one. This was the daughter of Concubine Rong, Ye Shiyu, the legitimate daughter of the current Prime Minister Ye Wenxuan.
Concubine Rong snatched the military book from Murong Hao's hand and scolded in a low voice:
"You don't have to look at the noble lady in front of you, but you must look at this one. She is the daughter of the prime minister, and her mother is also the concubine's handkerchief. If she becomes your princess, she will definitely become your solid support in the future."
Murong Hao had no choice but to raise his eyes and look at the woman in front of him. She was wearing a rouge-pink gold silk dress, with cloud-like hair and curved eyebrows. She had a leisurely look and an elegant and refined temperament.
She was indeed a woman raised by the Prime Minister, but Murong Hao glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and continued to sip his tea.
Ye Shiyu's performance today was accompanied by pipa singing. The sound of the pipa she played was lingering and sweet, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Her singing voice is clear and clean, like a sweet spring water, which makes people feel happy.
Concubine Rong was very satisfied with Ye Shiyu below. She looked at Murong Hao beside her and saw him studying the tea cup in his hand.
Concubine Rong was shocked by what her son did today. She was so angry that she said angrily:
"Murong Hao, I'm warning you, if you don't listen to the music carefully, I will choose three princesses for you today, one main concubine and two side concubines."
Murong Hao said leisurely:
"Mother and Concubine must have forgotten that Xu Erchen, my father, is free to marry. Mother and Concubine, don't be upset. My son and Chen are all here today and have heard and seen them all. What else can Mother and Concubine be dissatisfied about?"
"you……"
Concubine Rong was so angry that she could not speak.
After Ye Shiyu finished playing, Concubine Rong stood up and applauded warmly.
The ladies below all clapped when they saw Concubine Rong, and they also applauded Ye Shiyu in cooperation.
Just listen to Concubine Rong saying happily:
"Today, I and His Highness the Eighth Prince have been watching all afternoon. Thank you for your hard work, ladies and gentlemen. That's it for today's banquet. I am also tired. If there is any news later, I will ask my servants to inform you. Let’s all disperse.”
"Yes."
The ladies below left one after another.
Concubine Rong looked at Murong Hao and said:
"Hao'er, come to the main hall with your mother and concubine. I have something to say to you."
"My son, I'm coming right now."
The two of them arrived at the main hall of Changchun Palace one after another. Concubine Rong signaled the other servants to leave, leaving only their mother and son.
Just listen to her earnest words:
"Hao'er, you're not young anymore. You're already twenty-six today, and you're getting married. Do you have a girl you like at the wedding banquet my mother and concubine hosted for you today?"
"Back to my mother-in-law, there is no one I like."
"You didn't take a fancy to more than thirty people?"
"Concubine, it really doesn't happen."
"Hao'er, I think there are several noble ladies who are good, especially Ye Shiyu, the daughter of the prime minister. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a gentle and pleasant appearance. She is the best choice for the princess. Her father is the current prime minister. I will definitely help you get to that position in the future, and her mother and I are also close friends, this is called kiss after kiss."
"Mother and concubine, I don't like this kind of woman. I can find her myself. I don't need to worry about my mother and concubine."
"you……"
Concubine Rong really wanted to vomit blood. She talked so much in vain and he didn't listen to a word of it?
"Hao'er, are you setting your sights too high? These are women carefully selected by the concubine."
"Well, Erchen's vision is indeed very high."
Murong Hao thought of his girl at this moment. These noble girls couldn't even compare to a hair of his girl. He only wanted her in this life, and everyone else was mediocre in front of her, and he didn't even want to take a look.
Mother and son couldn't agree, so Concubine Rong had no choice but to give up. After all, today was his birthday, so she couldn't refute his face. She endured the unhappiness in her heart and said softly:
"Today is Hao'er's birthday. You should think carefully about choosing a concubine in the future. Today, the mother and concubine are also tired, so you should go back to the house first. Twenty thousand taels of gold have been prepared for you, just outside the gate of Changchun Palace. , go back, Haoer, happy birthday."
"Thank you very much, Concubine Mother, especially for the birthday gift."
After saying that, Murong Hao walked out of Changchun Palace happily.
Concubine Rong could not understand her son more and more now. She called her secret guard Qian Cheng and ordered:
"Qiancheng, during this period, you are following His Highness the Eighth Prince to see if there is anything wrong with him?"
"Yes."
Qiancheng took the order and disappeared in a flash...