"It's better if this prince is not taken up!" This thought flashed through Li Jiancheng's mind in an instant.

As the eldest son, Li Jiancheng is actually nine years older than Li Er, the second-ranked one. He is already thirty-six this year. His son Li Chengdao has married. A man who is about to be a grandfather actually lost such a big face in public. Alas.

Li Yuan gave his eldest son a lot of face, but just drank, and didn't ask him or care about him. After all, Li Jiancheng is not an eight or nine-year-old child, and ignoring him at this time is giving him some respect.

But giving face to Li Yuan does not mean that others can give face to others. At least Li Er on the opposite side doesn’t want to give face to himself, the elder brother, so the series of actions of raising glasses and drinking together just now was actually the second slap on the face of Prince Li Jiancheng, and the first one was Li Jiancheng slap himself.

He sorted out his messy dress awkwardly. He was actually ready to pull Li Er on his back before he died. Unexpectedly, he lost all his face and scolded Shangyi Bureau hundreds of times in his heart.

But no matter how much I think about it, no matter how much I scolded it, I still have to stand up and avenge it: "My son is reckless and disturbed his father's drunkenness. I hope his father will forgive him."

"Hehe, Dalang has had such strong alcohol for the first time. It's okay to be unacceptable. Let's sit down." Li Yuan replied with a smile.

"Thank you, Father."

Li Yuan said it was okay, but Li Jiancheng didn't think so. Today, Li Er was in the limelight, both in the golden armor and a saint seizure, but he lost all his face. Now he is thirty-six, which is not small, but the throne has not been abdicated for a long time, and he feels even more at ease after going back and forth.

Even the King of Qi Li Yuanji next to him looked at his elder brother with contempt. Such a good wine was actually called poison wine. He silently recalled the scene of fighting with Li Er in his past, and had some recollections, but when he remembered the scene of his wife being teased by his second brother, he glared at Li Er opposite him again.

Li Er seemed to feel the gaze of King Li Yuanji of Qi. He looked up and thought that his third brother was going to give him a glass of wine. He was so happy that he raised the glass of wine. Unexpectedly, what he saw was the resentful eyes. He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. But after losing, he would think of the graceful figure of Princess Yang of Qi, and smiled at him like a fairy in the sky. Li Er was so scared that he quickly shook his head hard and sweated coldly.

These were just a short episode in the Vermillion Bird Hall. Then Li Yuan announced the banquet, and the delicacies of various colors, fragrance and flavor were sent in by the palace maids. Along with them, there were banquets in the atrium outside the hall, where officials who were under the third rank were officials in Beijing.

The women's night banquet in the backyard of the Suzaku Hall also became lively as Li Yuan announced the banquet.

The head of the place here should have been Concubine Wan, but Concubine Wan accompanied Li Yuan to entertain ministers in the hall this year, so she was temporarily replaced by the Crown Princess Zheng, and now she is sitting in the main seat.

On both sides of the lower head are the Princess Qin Changsun Wugui and Princess Qi Yang, and the Princess Qi Yang, next are all the princesses. At this time, the Princess Changsha was looking anxiously at the door.

"Xiangyang, hasn't that girl from Jiujiang arrived yet? My father has announced that the banquet has been launched. If he doesn't come, he will probably lose his courtesy. If he is not open-minded, it will be troublesome if he is transmitted to Concubine Yin De's ears." The eldest princess of Changsha asked Xiangyang in the lower head.

"Sister, don't worry. Yun'er replied that she was already on the road. The girl specially invited Sister Ling Yan to accompany her, wanting to show off her new clothes again." The Xiangyang Princess replied with a smile.

Speaking of this new clothes, even the eldest princess of Changsha was envious of three points. The two of them looked at each other and saw the light in each other's eyes. Yes, it was the light. At this time, Tingyu Pavilion, twenty miles away, Wang Ye was helping Wang Yu pour juice over, and suddenly sneeze for no reason, "Shi'ao, it must be that Ye Qingqing couldn't find me, and was spraying hysterically."

At this time, at the arch of the backyard, a young father-in-law in his teens suddenly screamed (it was a scream, his voice was sharp): "Princess Jiujiang is here..."

When the eldest princess of Changsha and the princess of Xiangyang heard the voice, they quickly turned their heads. Even the three princes in the main seat looked at the arch. There was no intention of blame in everyone's eyes. After all, this Jiujiang Princess Li Qingcheng was deeply loved by the three brothers, and everyone was in great pain.

Two figures walked in from outside the arch, and suddenly, the entire backyard was srooping, and there were a sensation. For a moment, the sound of wine glasses falling to the ground and chopsticks falling on the table echoed in the sky.

Princess Li Qingcheng and Yu Lingyan both walked into the arch. They were wearing the dresses given by Wang Ye, and even the accessories on their heads were the same. Only Princess Jiujiang was wearing a red outfit, while Yu Lingyan was wearing a light pink outfit.

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

"Oh my God, is this the girl from Jiujiang? Who is the next one? It seems to be Yu Lingyan, the number one talented woman in Beijing..."

"This. What material of satin is used in this dress, and why does it still shine?"

"Oh my God, why are there such bright peony flowers in the middle of winter?"

"Huh? Are they not cold? The collar is so big, alas, but I would rather have such a beautiful dress than I was frozen."

"It's really beautiful. I didn't expect that Jiujiang is usually laughing and laughing. After wearing this dress, he looked like a fairy in the painting. I suddenly remembered a poem circulating in the public a few days ago."

"Oh? What Mrs. Liu said was the song "Clothes, Flowers, and Beauty"?"

"So Mrs. Wang has also heard of it? That's right, the clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen it in the rain pavilion, I would have met under the moon on the Yao platform. I believe that the beautiful pretty woman in this poem should be the girl in Jiujiang."

"I don't think so. Yu Lingyan is both literary and proficient in female workers, and is familiar with female books. She looks no different from Princess Jiujiang. When she wears this outfit, even if she descends to earth, she will probably be three points inferior to the goddess."

"One pink and one red, the pink is fresh and refined, like a fairy in the Moon Palace looking down at the world under the osmanthus tree; the red is delicate and charming, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens bathing in the Yaochi Pool, which is fascinating."

At this time, the Princess Li Qingcheng of Jiujiang was raising her head and enjoying everyone's gaze. Listening to the sincere praise of the ladies, she thought in her heart that the man who had made her think about day and night actually asked her second sister-in-law to come to propose marriage. She was so sweet for a moment that she looked even more charming.

On the contrary, Yu Lingyan was actually no longer planning to attend the night banquet. After receiving Wang Ye’s gift, her heart was filled with Wang Ye’s figure and it was very sweet. But just an hour ago, Princess Jiujiang brought the news that Wang Ye asked for a marriage, and Princess Jiujiang was still showing off the gift list in front of her that many new things were more than her. Yu Lingyan was not in a very beautiful mood at this time, so she had a cold face, which gave people a sense of emptiness that could be viewed from afar but not played with.

Both of them have their own thoughts, and the turmoil in their hearts is rippling because of one person, but they have already made up their minds.

The first time the Crown Princess Zheng and Princess Yang saw such exquisite dresses, they both stood up and walked to Princess Jiujiang to observe carefully, while the other ministers and wives surrounded Yu Lingyan.

Everyone praised him again for not having money, and from time to time they indirectly asked which skilled craftsman made this dress. Everyone knows that it is definitely not the Shangyifang in the palace. After all, even Concubine Wan does not have such a beautiful dress.

After all, Li Qingcheng was still young, and his vanity was greatly satisfied with the praise of these people. He was not too big or too small, but at this time he spoke directly: "Hehe, sister-in-law, third sister-in-law, if you want it, I will ask my city lord to give you a set."

"My city lord?"

When everyone heard that this was gossip, they quickly asked Jiujiang curiously, but no one noticed that Yu Lingyan, who was beside him, had a soft heart when he heard these four words, and a sadness flashed in his eyes. He waited for 19 years. He thought he had found someone who was better than him in all aspects and was in love with him, but he didn't expect that he was snatched by the princess of the dynasty in front of him. If he didn't want to beg for aggrieved, he could only become a monk.
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