Emperor Qingle sat on the dragon throne, and the empress dowager sat in a seat below.
The Queen Mother glanced at the empty right side of Emperor Qingle and sighed softly, "Your Majesty, it's time to have someone by your side."
Emperor Qingle said "hmm" expressionlessly.
After Emperor Le of the Qing Dynasty asked all his ministers to stand up, he said a few symbolic official words about wishing the country good health and good weather in the coming year, and then announced the start of the banquet.
Officials of Sheniu frequently raised their wine glasses to toast Emperor Le of Qing from afar, in order to leave a good impression in front of the emperor.
Officials with social anxiety either lowered their heads while eating or whispered to officials they were familiar with, for fear that the emperor would see them and ask them to speak.
Luo Yu was neither a social bull nor a social phobic. He did not want to curry favor with the emperor in public and appear to be a servile lackey.
He ate and drank quietly, just like he was at home.
Suddenly, in the hall where singing and dancing were in full swing, the clear voice of Emperor Qingle was heard: "Where is the Marquis of Zhennan?"
Luo Yu was eating happily and didn't even notice someone calling him.
The hall fell silent.
Everyone in the hall held their breath and looked at the Marquis of Zhennan as if they were waiting for a good show.
The Marquis of Zhennan was of upright character and seldom interacted with ministers in the court.
It was also because he spoke too directly in his daily life and offended many people with his words.
Fortunately, he was a military officer and was stationed in other places all year round.
If he was an official in Beijing, he would probably be killed within a month of staying in the capital.
Everyone was speculating whether the emperor asked about the Marquis of Zhennan and wanted to hold him accountable for something.
Unexpectedly, there was something interesting to watch at the palace banquet, and everyone showed a gossipy look.
An official nearby saw that Luo Yu looked completely clueless and was worried for him.
He poked Luo Yu's thick waist and said anxiously: "My Lord, my Lord, the Emperor is calling you."
"Huh?" Luo Yu raised a big elbow in his hand and looked up blankly.
The official winked and looked up at the leader, "The Emperor is calling you, please stand up quickly."
"Ah? Oh! Ah!" Luo Yu threw down his elbow and hurriedly ran to the middle and knelt down.
"Your Majesty, I am here."
Emperor Qing Le tilted his head to look at Luo Yu.
However, Luo Yu was still in shock at the moment and did not dare to look up. Emperor Qing Le could only see his official hat which was worn tightly.
Emperor Qingle's voice, indistinguishable from his joy or anger, rang out, "Give me some wine!"
When Eunuch Yang heard this, he was extremely surprised.
This act of bestowing wine needs to be carefully considered.
Your Majesty, are you really interested in the girl from the Luo family?
So the treatment towards Marquis Zhennan is also different?
The other officials in the hall looked at each other in confusion.
They originally thought that the emperor was going to hold the Marquis of Zhennan accountable, but unexpectedly he was going to give him wine.
Although a glass of wine is not worth much, it is given by the emperor in public, so the meaning is different.
The looks everyone had originally given to Marquis Zhennan suddenly became subtle.
Everyone was speculating whether the Marquis of Zhennan had just gotten lucky.
He had been stationed in the south all year round, and the new emperor had only been on the throne for a few months.
How did he attract the attention of the new emperor?
Luo Yu, holding the wine glass, was flattered.
He heard that the current emperor came from a military background and had defeated the Western Rong people in the northwest, making him a rare military talent.
As expected, heroes appreciate heroes.
Luo Yu kowtowed to express his gratitude. He drank the wine and was immediately moved to tears.
This is His Majesty's appreciation of him.
Luo Yu put down his wine glass and knelt again to express his loyalty: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will be stationed in the south and will do my utmost to fulfill my duties. I will not hesitate to sacrifice my life for you."
Emperor Qingle's voice, with a hint of laughter, rang out: "My dear minister, please stand up. With the words of the Marquis of Zhennan, I can rest assured about the southern border."
The court officials were all secretly weighing the deep meaning of this sentence.
Is Emperor Qing Le's words sincere or false?
Luo Yu was also wondering whether this sentence was His Majesty's appreciation of him or flattery.
He frowned in thought and for a moment forgot to return to his seat.
Emperor Qingle, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suddenly chuckled.
This silly look does look a bit like his little Luo Qing.
Luo Yu was startled awake by Emperor Qingle's smile. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Your humble servant will take your leave."
As he stepped back to take his seat, he couldn't help but steal a glance at Emperor Qingle.
Emperor Qingle was so happy that their eyes accidentally met and Emperor Qingle actually smiled at him.
Ouch!
Luo Yu hurriedly looked away.
If he wasn't a rough old man in his thirties, he would have thought that Emperor Qingle was winking at him.
Luo Yu couldn't help but start to think wildly.
I heard that Emperor Qingle came from a military background. Shouldn't such a person be decisive, cruel and domineering?
How do you look at someone with an affectionate look?
How could such an emperor be capable of leading the court?
Luo Yu couldn't help but worry about the future of the Jin Dynasty.
He sat in his seat dejectedly, and the several large pork elbows newly placed on the table no longer smelled good.
Emperor Qingle's gift of wine to Marquis Zhennan was just a small episode.
The singing and dancing in the hall continued, and the carnival in the hall continued.
Everyone was clinking glasses and drinking, and the banquet soon reached its climax.
The well-trained dancers stepped down and were replaced by young ladies from various families who came on stage to perform their talents.
It’s called a talent show, but it’s just a blind date in disguise.
The current emperor is young and strong, and the throne of empress is vacant. All the noble families hope that one of their daughters can catch the emperor's eye.
In this way, wouldn’t wealth and glory be within easy reach?
Dancing, playing the piano, playing the flute, sword dancing...
Every girl from an aristocratic family used all her life's knowledge to try to make a deep impression in front of the new emperor, intending to soar to fame.
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