"And then..." The guard whispered for a while, and suddenly accelerated his speech. "I originally decided to get married tomorrow, but who knew that the prospective prince-consort suddenly died today!"

Storm death! It's this excuse again!

Ning Ke sighed and fell back on the chair. The heart lake, which was chaotic because of Rong Chu, was disturbed again before he could calm down. The Rong royal family mostly flowed with such cruel and ruthless blood. For himself, other people's lives could be as low as an ant.

Did you really get a serious illness suddenly? Or was it because it became Rong Shu's shield?

It was getting dusk, and after the last red light was hidden in the mountains of the dark blue, Ning Ke took back the thoughts that were floating away with his eyes, paused at the guard in front of him, and closed the invitation, "I know, I will go."

...

Changming Palace.

This is not the first time I have come in, but this time, Changming Palace has become more solemnly decorated than when I first came.

Perhaps because this palace banquet was to save the souls of the scholar who died tragically, all the palace lanterns were carefully covered with a layer of white veil outside. The palace ladies coming and going also changed into white veil's palace outfits. Instead of appearing solemn, they became more ethereal and noble.

Ning Ke laughed and sat down in the last seat.

Before he could sit steadily, he heard the father-in-law outside the hall whispering loudly, "His Royal Highness of Yan is here--"

Rong Qing said he had been sick for a long time. If he didn't borrow the palace banquet, he would probably have a message among all the ministers. Ning Ke got up to greet him. Before he could reach the entrance of the hall, Rong Qing walked over and supported Ning Ke with a familiarity, "Mr. Ning, please sit down."

"No, I am a commoner, so let me leave it to your highness."

Ning Ke smiled and refused, posing as if he was helpless.

Rong Qing pressed Ning Ke on the chair, lifted his robe and sat beside Ning Ke, and smiled, "The Northern Zhou ancestors, except for the royal relatives and nobles, people with great wise and great virtues can also sit." Then he pressed Ning Ke hard and said with a smile, "Sir, great wise and great virtues, you must sit here."

Seeing Ning Ke refusing again, Rong Qing smiled closer, "The fourth brother is not here yet, maybe he was entangled by the second brother halfway. Lord Ning, you can sit here with peace of mind. Guoer and the others are here, let them sit until they get off the seat."

Ning Ke was relieved when he heard that Rong Chu had not come yet, and even if he came, he would not sit here.

What I talked with Rong Qing was just a matter of holy witches. After exploring the truth for a few times, I saw that Rong Qing was all unprepared and did not seem to be related to Rong Chu, so I felt a little relieved.

Ning Ke was like a frightened bird at this moment. As long as he was infected with some information related to Rong Chu, he felt very uncomfortable.

Rong Qing is the most transparent person. He knows that Ning Ke has been separated from Rong Chu since he came back from Shang Hai. He will also comfort Ning Ke from time to time without any trace, which means that the wise king protects and loves talents.

Ning Ke also allowed Rong Qing to win over it blatantly. Regardless of whether Rong Qing was Rong Chu's person or not, at least not on the surface, this gave an explanation to the minister who had been waiting and watching these days.

"You guys come early." Emperor Showa, who had come in from the back of the corridor, laughed. Wei Chi helped Emperor Showa sit down, unbuttoned the hood on Emperor Showa's forehead, poured hot wine and handed it over. The series of movements were coherent, which made Emperor Showa laugh for no reason.

Then he turned his eyes and looked around, "The second and fourth brother have not come today?"

"When I say to my father, the fourth brother of the Ministry of Revenue is a great loss. He went to check it out after a while. The time is almost here."

Rong Qing smiled and held the cup to respect him. Emperor Showa became more and more happy because of Rong Qing's words. His dark mood became clearer because of Rong Shu's nonsense. So he smiled and waved his sleeves to block Rong Qing's cup. "Your second and fourth brothers have not come yet, so it's not interesting for us to drink."

It is rare to be doting in the smile. Perhaps in this cold emperor's home, there is little warmth.

Ning Ke tightened his hand holding the wine glass, and inexplicably remembered some old things. Although he repeatedly reminded him that he was boring and boring, he was still very irritating. Thinking about the past, he probably had already been integrated into his bones and blood. Even if he said that, he would not care, and he could not care. Whenever he talked about him, the air around him seemed to be frozen.

"I'm late for my son."

While Emperor Showa and Rong Qingzheng were talking and laughing, they heard Rong Chu’s hearty smile coming from the door of the hall. Ning Ke subconsciously went to see the sky green long gown, flowing water all the way. Although they did not deliberately show off, the people in the hall held their breath.

Despite seeing it many times, Ning Ke still heard someone from the seat who was almost sighing, "The posture of heaven and man is the posture of heaven and man!"

After Rong Chu, Emperor Showa and his sisters had seen the ceremony, he lifted up his robes and sat down naturally. Emperor Showa looked at the three emperors and two princes in a good mood, and then smiled, "It's rare that you are gathering together so much. We won't wait for the second brother. Rong Chu, I heard that you went to check the loss of the Ministry of Revenue, but what are the results?"

Rong Chu was slightly embarrassed, but he changed his smile in an instant and said, "Father, the Ministry of Revenue has lost a lot of money, and most of them were borrowed by officials in the court. It has been more than a year or two. My son looked at it and it was time to pay it back."

"Well, you have always done your job properly. I am very relieved to hand over the Ministry of Revenue to you." Emperor Showa took a sip of wine and said immediately, "You are late for a banquet today and you have never taken leave. Let's do this. I punish you to tell everyone a joke and make everyone happy."

"Father--" Rong Chu was about to refuse, when he heard another sound at the entrance of the palace, "Father, I am late for my son to come today."

"Oh, it's hard for you to remember that there is a banquet today." Emperor Showa raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Since it's late, I'll follow our rules and tell a joke to everyone have fun."

"Father, I am a rough man, I really can't tell any jokes." Rong Jing stood in front of the lobby, looked around, and stared at Rong Chu meaningfully for a while, before he began to say, "This time I went to Hanye City to repair the canal, and saw a strange thing. It was about a group of bandits robbing a merchant ship. After killing everyone, I found that there were only a dozen boxes of candles in the boat. The bandit leader said, 'What's the use of these things? I can't take them away, and I won't take them away!' A small minion said, 'It's useless, why don't we burn it.' The bandits thought this idea was good, so they burned the candle together. The fragrance of the candle rushed to the sky, blocking the way of Erlang Shen who was out for a tour. Erlang Shen asked, 'Who has done such a great merit?'—"

Before the story was finished, he deliberately turned his head to look at Rong Chu who had lowered his eyes, and said with a cold smile, "Fourth brother, do you think this is merit?"

Most of the people in the seat couldn't understand what it meant, but Ning Ke thought it through in an instant.

The Ministry of Revenue is difficult to deal with. Why? Because it is because of the backers who are the ones who want to use the money, they can take it casually when they don’t need it. If they don’t use it, they can’t remember that they owed the Ministry of Revenue. Rong Chu has never interfered in the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue. Naturally, the Ministry of Revenue is not his caring person.

As soon as he went to check the deficit of the Ministry of Revenue, Rong Jing made such a move.

He secretly mocked Rong Chu as the bandit, robbed the ship and burned candles, and made the people on the head think that it was a great merit.

In just one moment, Emperor Showa thought it through clearly.

As soon as he frowned, before he could say anything, Rong Chu shook his folding fan and glanced at him, "Second brother, how could this thing that harms others and does not benefit himself be a merit?"

"Yeah, my fourth brother also knows that this is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself?" Rong Jing retorted.

"Is that?" Rong Chu leaned against his body, his hair fell on his shoulders, and he seemed to be laughing, but the smile was cool and distant, but it never reached his heart. "Is it not to harm a person alone? The burning candles made the gods angry, how could he benefit himself?"

This refuted back without moving. Although he was angry, his eloquence still made Ning Ke admire him.

As the old saying goes, "Whoever is the same person crying, and how can the same family cry all the way." Rong Chu's words are the best refutation. He knows that Emperor Showa has recently been very willing to conquer the world and help the people, and he will never allow people from all over the world to cry."

Seeing the two of them getting more and more tense, Rong Shu coughed behind the short screen and raised two glasses of wine in the distance, "It was originally a family, who would cry?"

However, Rong Shu's words made Emperor Showa find a place to change the topic. He smiled and said, "Changping, your son-in-law is not destined to be your fate. Taking advantage of the fact that several young officials are here today, you can choose another one!"

The feather fan flies and the pink-colored clothes lose their color in the world of Ning Ke in an instant.

Rong Shu's smile was vaguely seen in the screen, but Ning Ke felt increasingly nervous. He knew that this was the embarrassing thing in Changming Palace, but he could not express his opinion clearly. At least halfway through the banquet, as the prime minister of the current dynasty, he could not withdraw without authorization.

"Do you take it seriously?" The shy girl trembled with joy with her voice.

"It must be taken seriously." Emperor Showa chuckled, his eyes swept over the people in his right hand, and then lingered for a while and suddenly stopped in front of Ning Ke, "Except for the Prime Minister."

Ning Ke clearly felt the angered stare behind the screen, and sat up straighter and murmured to Rong Qing.

"Father!" Rong Shu suddenly pushed the screen away and stood there in a few steps where Rong Jing was standing. Her beautiful eyes contained crystal mist, but she stubbornly raised her head and refused to let it fall. "Father, didn't you say you could choose another one?"

"I also said that except for the Prime Minister." Emperor Showa's tone was plain, "How can a young and important minister of the Prime Minister ruin his future due to his affair with his children?"

Rong Shu raised her head and looked at Emperor Showa. After looking for a long time, she turned her head and ran towards Ning Ke, "Say, do you marry me?"
Chapter completed!