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Qi Qingzhou didn't expect that the next meeting would come so quickly.

The ninth day of the lunar month was Prince Fu's 80th birthday. Prince Fu was the emperor's uncle of Emperor Sheng of Qi. He had the merits of support and was the most famous clan relative in the capital.

The circle in Beijing is not big or small. Prince Fu most of the invited royal relatives and nobles in Beijing are mostly royal relatives and nobles. There are only a few people who go back and forth, but they are mostly familiar with each other.

The people's customs in the Great Qi Dynasty were released, and there was no need to pay too much attention to the defense of men and women. The aristocratic families were never restrained in holding banquets and listening to operas. The beautiful ladies of each family sat in the same place with the Prince Sun of the Jinyi, which made it even more lively.

Qi Qingzhou was kept by the Grand Tutor of Nan Study Room. The last one came. As the prince, he was the innermost circle among the royal relatives. Naturally, he had to sit in a high position, and there were only two seats left in the center table.

Emperor Sheng of Qi was in seclusion and could not come to refine the alchemy. Prince Qi Yifeng sat in the top position. He waved his hand intimately to Qi Qingzhou, smiling like a spring breeze: "Zhou'er, come to Brother Wei."

A loving and loving brother.

Qi Qingzhou was too lazy to accompany him to play the role of brothers and respect, so he bowed and refused: "I won't drink, I will sit there to sweep the prince's fun."

Qi Yifeng's mouth narrowed, and his smile stopped. He watched the emperor walk to Yin Huai in front of everyone, and asked loudly: "There is no one here in the palm print? Can I sit?"

Yin Huai then looked up at him. He hadn't seen him for a while. The little prince seemed to have grown a little taller. He was wearing a blue Imperial College Prison shirt with a moon-colored jade belt and silk brocade, and his hair was tied with a wooden hairpin. His face looked even more pale, like a gentle jade.

It seemed that he had just come directly from the school, and Yin Huai couldn't help but remember the corner he accidentally heard when he passed by Nan Study a few afternoons.

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The sour scholars in Nanshu had been dissatisfied with him for a long time. I don’t know which text I used to take advantage of the topic. Asking Qi Qingzhou questioned Qi Qingzhou was actually forcing him to express his opinion.

"Now the slander ministers are in power, plundering the people's wealth and extravagance, and taking the lives of people's lives blocked by the dark clouds. After learning this lesson, what does Your Highness think?"

Yin Huai leaned against the palace wall and smiled. It was almost impossible to point out his name clearly. He never cared about his bad reputation, but suddenly he was a little curious about how the little prince would respond.

Qi Qingzhou secretly covered the cat and turtle he drew in the textbook, yawned and stood up, shook his head and opened his mouth: "Teacher, we just learned in the last lesson, "A gentleman does not rebelliously, does not prove or judge." It means that a gentleman does not discuss people behind his back, and cannot make arbitrary judgments without proof."

The old master frowned.

He said again: "Besides, I am not familiar with those slandered ministers, how can I know what they have done? Isn't it not for a gentleman to say bad things like this?

"Master, please spare the students. I still want to be a gentleman."

The tutor was so angry that his beard raised: "I see that your highness has not understood the article, so he stayed for half an hour after class!"

"..." Qi Qingzhou, who asked the guard to catch crickets, complained.

Yin Huai, outside the door, suddenly became meaningful.

Who said that the Seventh Prince is innocent and innocent, seemingly dazed and unremitting, but in fact, the title in his heart is clearer than anyone else.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the pros and cons of people’s hearts and power. He just doesn’t care about it. He is openly kind to others and is openly defending others. No one can hurt or trap him. He uses his own way to deal with this world that is being fought for by power. His mind is clear and relaxed.

I really don’t know if he should be said to be uncensored or wise or stupid.

Qi Qingzhou was still standing in the center of the banquet waiting for Yin Huai's answer, his body was covered with the eyes of nobles from all directions.

Of course, those present were not simple people, with complex eyes and different thoughts.

Qi Qingzhou suddenly became nervous.

He and the palm print... seemed not familiar enough to sit together. He was too presumptuous. He was about to speak up and give himself a step and said, "Or I'd better go there and sit there."

Unexpectedly, the next second, I heard the other party's calm, powerful and smiling voice, slowly falling into my ears like a bell: "Honor is over."

"?" Qi Qingzhou's mouth did not dare to be too obvious, and sat down next to Yin Huai in a somewhat flattering manner.

He was a prince, and he went to the banquet without taking a serving person. Yin Huai couldn't see it. He performed some of the responsibilities of his subordinates in routine and briefly used public chopsticks to set him some dishes.

Qi Qingzhou's cheeks bulged and said in surprise: "There are these palm prints?"

He saw Yin Huaicai's movements were done gracefully and neatly. His fingers holding chopsticks were fair and slender, pleasing to the eye. He suddenly realized that this person could be trusted and valued by the emperor, and it was not entirely up to his face.

Even small things like cloth vegetables are meticulous and more serious than others.

Although Yin Huai's face was neither attentive nor warm, his skill in serving people was very fine. The dishes on his jade porcelain plate were neat and the combination of meat and vegetables was also appropriate.

The order of various dishes is also very particular, and it will not be a coincidence or snatch the taste. If Baofu gave him a dish, he would not consider these things.

But even the palm prints, even the fruit was dug up the tenderest and sweetest piece of flesh before putting it in front of him, so I don’t have the rest.

It was so extravagant, Qi Qingzhou sighed in his heart, these are all fine products carefully selected by Shanggongfang.

When Yin Huai heard his words, he didn't say anything, but just lifted the corner of his lower lip lightly.

What's wrong with this? The snow water in the middle of winter, the alchemy furnace that flows in July, the whip that combs the hair and palms of the concubines...

Over the years, he has gone from a little slave in the hardest and most underdeveloped place in the palace to the present, and the twists and turns are not humane. If this little prince who is ignorant of the world today, he would have forgotten it.

Yin Huai stretched his eyebrows and slightly lowered his eyelids: "It's my duty."

Qi Qingzhou smiled and compared the chopsticks: "You can eat the palm prints too, I don't need anyone to serve me when I eat."

He did not call him "I" anymore.

Yin Huai did not be polite to him anymore and put down his chopsticks.

Qi Qingzhou saw that Yin Huai rarely used chopsticks, knew that he was picky and asked: "Is it the dish not suitable for the palm print's appetite?"

The Dongchang Admiral’s luxury food and clothing store is well known to everyone, but Yin Huai did not deny it. With a blink of an eyelash, he lazily savored the table today: “It wasted good materials.”

Qi Qingzhou's eyes lit up, like a light hanging under the eaves: "That's it!"

Qi Qingzhou is a man with no ability to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is the first in food, drink, and entertainment. He didn't expect that his palm prints were also a fellow who knew people, and he felt quite excited to meet his confidant by chance.

He swallowed his throat, leaned closer to Yin Huai, and whispered in his ear with a serious expression: "Did you see the jade pine flower crab roll in front of Zhang Hanlin? The crab should be a crab transported from Chenghu Lake. It is just that the wine that is deodorized should not be used for aged flower carvings. The store in Jinyuge uses chrysanthemum wine, and it will be full of fresh air when you bite it..."

"There is also the golden gourd and lucid chicken shredded by Shangshu Wu. The pumpkin soup cooked is too sweet and snatching the taste, which is a waste of the famous Xiayan Chicken in Yue."

"If you are interested in the palm print, you should try it at No. 18, Liliu Lane. It's an authentic hand-torn chicken!"

"..." Yin Huai only felt a little squirrel with his cheeks bulging in his ears, and the warm air flow wrapped around the skin of his neck, causing a sensation of itch.

He remained calm and his expression slightly changed, but the little squirrel, who was in high spirits, didn't know it.

Every time the maid presented a Sichuan dish, the little prince would carefully comment: "How can this beaut sliced ​​into the pepper and sesame oil be directly immersed? The Sichuan flavor from the smoked wax will be covered..."

Yin Huai rubbed his forehead and regretted that he had acquiesced to sit next to him.

Xu Zhi was shocked when he stood behind him.

The two people seem to be unilateral communication output, but for no reason a strange and harmonious atmosphere is formed, separating the noise and hustle and bustle around them.

"Palm Print, what do you think?" Qi Qingzhou spoke a little dry, and as soon as he stopped, the two of them suddenly became quiet.

Qi Qingzhou finally realized that he seemed to talk too much, and it seemed that the other party was not very interested.

Yin Huai gives him a contradictory and complex feeling. When he is in a good mood, he can also make you feel as if you are bathed in the spring breeze and be taken care of. If you don’t want to pay attention to you, you will be so polite that you can’t reach his boundaries at all.

Whether it is far or near, alienated or close, he is silent but controls the whole situation without being affected by anyone. The other party can only bear it and is no match for him at all.

Qi Qingzhou swallowed his saliva. It's not a big mistake for the beauty to be aloof. He has always been very heartbroken and glanced at Yin Huai with a calm face, and found that the other party was also looking at him thoughtfully.

Qi Qingzhou: "..."

Yin Huai poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Qi Qingzhou was stunned.

"Your Highness has been talking for so long, aren't you thirsty?" Yin Huai shook his cup and scattered some heat to prevent it from burning him.

"I was thirsty, I was thirsty just now." I just didn't have time to say it.

Qi Qingzhou took the water with his hands a little flattered, muttering carefully, and accidentally swept the other party's slender and fair fingertips.

Yin Huai felt the warm and soft touch, and paused for a second, Shi Shiran took his hand back.

Qi Qingzhou drank the water and finally concluded: "If you have any doubts about the food in Beijing or if you want to invite someone to have a meal, just come and ask me."

"No wonder Bozi, who broke through the night ban in the southwest palace gate, had the reputation of the Seventh Prince in the last time. It turned out that he had studied these people," Yin Huai raised his eyebrows, pecked at a small sip of wine, and teased him.

"Cough cough cough..." Qi Qingzhou squirted out normal water from his mouth.

Yin Huai frowned, patted his back gently, stroked his breath one after another, and said in a slight reproachful voice: "What are you doing in such a hurry to drink?"

The gaze of inquiry and scrutiny has quietly come here.

On the other side of the table, Prince Qi Yifeng, while greeting the ministers, unconsciously clenched his fists under the table.

When did this slut seventh brother get so close to the East Factory devil whom the whole court fears?

Just now, the two of them whispered each other, and the whispering of them made him feel a sense of intimacy. Qi Yifeng narrowed his eyes.

The situation in the court is clear now, with civil officials and military generals fighting each other. The prime minister behind him clearly overwhelmed Qi Qingzhou's foreign family, General Chen's mansion.

But the Dongchang is a tough guy, and he is a self-developed person. He will not end the game without taking the team. No matter how much he has used, the old fox Yin Huai is not soft or hard, and cannot get into the sword or gun. However, the Dongchang is powerful and holds heavy power. He must not let this piece of fat fall into Qi Qingzhou's hands.

He must not let Qi Qingzhou succeed what he can't get.

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I'm so busy lately! I've been saving manuscripts during the National Day holiday, and I'll update it on October 8th! Bobo everyone!
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