Because the way to show that you value a festival is not to reunite, but to offer sacrifices. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, almost every household burns incense and paper and places tributes devoutly. Only the Zhenbei Palace eats seriously and diligently. …
At that time, there was no large round table that could seat more than a dozen people. In order to achieve the effect that Xiao Rong wanted, Gao Xunzhi had to use seven or eight tables to put together such a large table. He thought to himself that he should ask the carpenter to make one for him in the future, otherwise it would be too much trouble to put together the same table every Mid-Autumn Festival.
Xiao Rong also said that he wanted to enjoy the moon, so the meal was not started until it was dark. Everyone was extravagant for once, and the whole hall was filled with lanterns, making it as bright as day. Song Ruo sat in the middle and pouted and said, "Finally, it looks a bit presentable."
Although it is still not as good as the imperial palace, it is at least no longer the most shabby royal palace.
Everyone took their seats one after another. The Buddhist bowed to everyone and then sat in his seat. There were only vegetarian dishes on his side. Gao Xunshang didn't like to eat meat anymore as he got older, so he sat with him.
Chen had not seen such a lively scene for many years. The happiest person today was the old lady. She wanted to drink more. Xiao Yi wanted to stop her, but Xiao Rong would not let her. It was okay to drink less, and it only happened once or twice a year.
Xiao Rong looked at everyone with a smile. In fact, he had never seen such a lively scene, but he felt that he could adapt to such a scene.
While drinking, Zhang Biezhi was arguing with Di Fazeng again. Although no one could hear what they were arguing about, Danran couldn't reach the dishes in the distance, so Ashu quickly stood up to help her. After seeing Ashu's height, Danran was stunned for a moment, and then asked Ashu how old he was this year. Danran suddenly became confident about her height.
People from the Central Plains can grow this tall, so she can be even taller! ...
Xiao Yi and Chen took care of each other. Xiao Yi picked up chicken legs for Chen and Chen picked up ginger slices for Xiao Yi. Song Shuo became excited as he drank and stood up to recite a poem, but no one paid any attention to him. Zhang was the only young woman at the table. She didn't feel uncomfortable, but there was no one to talk to and she felt a little lonely.
She knew that Danran's mother was of similar status to her, but after being married to Jian Qiao for so many years, she had only met Sang Yan twice and had never said a word to her. She did not expect Sang Yan to make an exception and come out to accompany her today.
What's more, it was nice to drink alone quietly like this. This was the first time she truly tasted the joy of the festival after her husband went to the war.
Her seat was facing away from the door, and she turned around to see if the moon outside had risen. However, the sky was overcast tonight and it looked like it was going to rain. Not to mention the moon, even the stars hadn't come out.
Zhang turned her body and saw from the corner of her eye that Xiao Rong was looking at the sky like her, so she smiled at him.
Seeing this, Xiao Rong also curled his lips at her, but the next second, Zhang's pupils suddenly shrank.
Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment. He also felt something strange at this time. He touched the corner of his lips lightly and felt something wet. Before he could see what he touched, his internal organs seemed to be burning suddenly. He fell off the chair and accidentally knocked over the wine jug and porcelain beside him. The loud noise startled everyone. They looked towards the source of the sound. Xiao Rong was lying on the ground, vomiting blood.
Gao Xunzhi stood up in shock: "Arong!"
In just a short moment, Xiao Rong's hair was already wet with cold sweat, and sticky blood stained his clothes and a large area of the floor. Xiao Rong could not control himself at all, and he felt like he was going to die.
His entire abdominal cavity felt uncomfortable, and someone kept calling him in his ears, screaming at the top of his lungs and in great fear. Xiao Rong couldn't comfort anyone because his whole body was filled with fear. He was afraid, extremely afraid, he was afraid that he was really going to die.
After an unknown amount of time, maybe a moment, or maybe the time of a stick of incense, Xiao Rong fainted in the middle of the process. He was completely unconscious. If he died in this process, he might not even realize that this was the end of his life.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in Gao Xunzhi's arms. Everyone surrounded him in fear. Zhang Biezhi, Xiao Yi and Ashu were crying bitterly, looking very ugly. Song Suo and Fuzi looked at him with pale faces, unable to utter a word.
Agusega disappeared, but she soon came back with a whole root of salt ginseng in her hand. Following behind her was Sang Yan, who was always reluctant to go out. Sang Yan was carrying Agusega's medicine box and looking at him with the same fear.
Xiao Rong opened his eyes, and these people seemed to be frightened. No one dared to make a sound at this time. Xiao Rong blinked his eyes, opened his mouth, and murmured, "I'm going to find him."
Gao Xunzhi almost collapsed from exhaustion after hearing these words as light as a feather. He was afraid that Xiao Rong was just having a last breath, and that the words he said were his last words. After recovering from the blacking in front of his eyes, Gao Xunzhi supported himself. He tried to comfort Xiao Rong without noticing that his voice was trembling: "First, let Agusega treat you. Drink the medicine, and then-"
It seemed as if Xiao Rong didn't hear what he said at all. He suddenly sat up and tried to stand up by supporting himself on the ground. However, the ground was covered with the blood he had vomited and was very slippery. He almost fell down again. It was Zhang Biezhi who suddenly rushed over and helped him up.
The people around him seemed to have regained their consciousness. They all urged Xiao Rong to sit down and let the doctor take a look at what was wrong with him. However, Xiao Rong listened to these noisy voices. He suddenly pushed everyone away angrily and shouted sharply: "Leave me alone!"
"I'm going to find him, I'm going to find him!!!"
The people around fell silent instantly.
In the past, Zhang Biezhi always said that Xiao Rong had a bad temper and was fierce, but no one cared about it, because they all knew that Xiao Rong was just that kind of person, and he didn't really have a grudge against everyone. But now he was like a wounded beast, looking at everyone present with hatred, as if these people were all obstacles in front of him, and he wished that they would all die.
Song Shuo had never seen Xiao Rong like this. He stared at him blankly. Suddenly, he heard Gao Xunzhi's voice: "Okay! Okay, I'll take you to find him, Rong, be obedient, let Agusega show you, and then we'll leave!"
Xiao Rong turned his head and looked at Gao Xunzhi. Gao Xunzhi didn't dare to breathe. After a moment, Xiao Rong suddenly let go of the table. He fell to the ground and finally calmed down. …………
When Agusega was treating Xiao Rong, Gao Xunzhi did not wait here. He quickly returned to his residence, casually picked up two pieces of clothes and his weapons, and Ashu left with him. While wiping the tears from his face, he packed Xiao Rong's things. He gave Xiao Rong everything he should take, including the Chilong sword that had now become a weapon.
The two of them went back with their bags. Song Shuo stood at the entrance and stopped them in disbelief: "Do you really want to let him go to Shengle like this?!"
"That's ridiculous! Aren't you afraid that he will die on the way?"
Gao Xunzhi remained silent, but tears kept streaming down Ashu's face. He choked and said, "My lord, you don't want to die." Song Shu was stunned.
Ah Shu wiped his tears again: "Lord never wanted to die. He didn't go to die. He went to find the king. We, we can't stop him."
Song Shuo was shocked and felt that this night was the most absurd night he had ever experienced in his life. Obviously, all the people in this palace were rational, but now everyone was crazy.
Including him, he is crazy too.
Because he actually gave way to Gao Xunzhi and Ashu.
In addition to Gao Xunzhi and Xiao Rong, Zhang Biezhi and Agusejia followed them. This was Xiao Rong's intention. He seemed to have calmed down and arranged the next things one by one. Difazeng brought all the guards to protect the palace, and when necessary, he could mobilize the outside army to protect Chenliu. After Xiao Rong left, Song Suo was the Yin of Chenliu, and Fuzi assisted him. Their only task was to defend the city.
Song Shuo didn't even know what Xiao Rong said. When he went in again, they were already preparing to leave. Song Shuo didn't even have the chance to question him.
At this time, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the cold moonlight poured down, illuminating the figures of these people who were about to leave. Song Suo didn't understand why Xiao Rong left so decisively. He didn't even look back at the palace, or the city he had managed for so long. He just left it to him like that. Wasn't he afraid that he would betray him?
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, and the night became quiet again.
Song Shuo murmured to the front: "A bunch of lunatics."
But the next second, he clenched his fists as if he couldn't bear it anymore. He turned his head and looked helplessly at the Buddhist he disliked the most: "...What should I do?"
Mi Jing also looked ahead and said softly, "Don't let down those who trust you."
Song Suo frowned and looked at the empty street. After a while, he turned and entered the palace.
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Sorry! This scene is a bit long, but the good news is that it will definitely be finished in the next chapter!
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