The largest house in Shenjing City is naturally the White Emperor Palace, which is so big that the White Emperor Palace can account for three points, but the reason why the people of Shenjing subconsciously exclude it is because it is not a house in the strict sense, it is a city within a city.

As soon as twilight rises, the Jiaming Hall used for the royal banquet in the White Emperor's Palace is brightly lit, the bells and drums are set up, and the huge hall is full of banquets, full of one hundred and eight tables, accompanied by the solemn sound of bells and music, the whole dynasty eats together.

Empress Wu sat at the top table, there were two empty tables on the side, which belonged to the imperial grandson and the old queen mother, Zhao Yu did not participate, but the old queen mother showed her face, said a few auspicious words, and returned to the Lingbo Hall with the support of the maid.

Sitting below the Empress Wu was the city lord of Liuli City, as well as Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, and the Icefield Female Saint covered her appearance again, hiding in layers of mystery.

Then it is divided into three columns, according to the civil officials, military generals and sects according to the official rank, grade and cultivation of the generation from top to bottom, the atmosphere in the whole hall is solemn and solemn, toast to each other, bow hands and nod greetings.

The Empress Wu and the female saint both left shortly after the banquet began, and the atmosphere in the Mingde Hall became lively.

The banquet of the Zhao family, the lord of Great Xia, was the largest in the past, and even the juniors of the generals and sects were invited, but the banquet was set up in the side hall.

But at this time, the atmosphere in the side hall was not good, but there was some sabre-rattling.

The field is clearly divided into three factions, one is the Seed First and Fourteenth Clans leading the Great Xia Imperial Court, the other is the Snow People tribe led by the girl who drove the female saint in Liuli City, and the other is the Hai Cuo Sect and other sect forces, and the double pride of the Sun Moon Sect is also impressively listed.

The juniors of Liuye Lane and Zizhu Lane, who usually don't deal with each other, actually united for the first time, and the spearhead was unanimous to the outside world, and the opponent was the unruly young generation of the Snow People tribe sitting in the hall.

The Liulicheng woman led by her did not speak, but a few young people from the Snow People tribe behind her, when the banquet just began, she kept chattering in her mouth, with a burly figure, vigorous beard, only wearing a short jacket, and revealing her thick arms and chests, which was extremely ironic.

Located north of the Huwo Mountains, the only way to the Central Plains is Tianmen Gorge, and its relationship with Bactria is similar to that between vassal states and suzerains.

The geographical location of the snow field is too remote, the environment is extremely harsh, and there are not many resources, so His Majesty Taizu only accepted his submission that year, and named Jiang Shi, one of the fourteen clans with the surname of Ying, as the king of Bei'an, guarding Tianmen Gorge.

And the Snow Plains tribe is rebellious by nature, and they have a posture of starting if they don't agree with each other, so the Jiang family's hands are more or less stained with the blood of the people of the Snow Plains tribe, and now the tribe people see the Jiang family's children sitting in front of them, so they naturally can't hold their breath and open their mouths to provoke.

The Jiang clan, who was the first to kill the first in the four armies, was naturally not a scolding person who could not return the favor, and they smashed the table and smashed the cup, glaring angrily, especially Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the king of Bei'an, released his own Dao soul, and his blood and qi rose, reflecting the red in the side hall.

Bingzong believes in hegemony, and for forces outside the Central Plains, he has always advocated that they are not of our race, and their hearts must be different, and they should be killed, and they belong to the Great Xia hawks.

Fortunately, both sides are not brainless, knowing that this place is the White Emperor Palace, if it is really staged in this side hall, it will definitely be hung up and beaten by its own parents after going back, so under the mediation of the sectarian forces, borrowing the slope to get off the donkey, they are holding their breath, after all, the Daowu competition is in front of them, and the Xuemin tribe will also participate, and at that time the hands will see the real chapter.

No matter how lively and noisy the Jiaming Palace is, the Lingbo Hall near the Imperial Garden of the White Emperor Palace is always quiet and peaceful, after all, the old queen mother is very old, and she likes to be quiet or not move, so under the layers of guards, the slightest sound from the outside is not allowed to enter.

But today's Lingbo Hall was filled with bursts of laughter from the old queen mother, who had not laughed so presumptuously for nearly ten years.

The fragrance in the Lingbo Hall is fragrant, on the table carved by rosewood, there are a few refined side dishes, the old queen has always been simple, and refuses to be extravagant and wasteful, so there are not many dishes, and most of them are vegetarian dishes.

In addition to the old queen mother, there are two small figures sitting at the table.

The rouge girl still held the small cloth bag that never left her hand, because it contained her hard-earned silver, and ate in small bites, and answered the old lady's questions seriously while eating, but the shopkeeper who was sitting on the side was a little restrained, and a little worried and uneasy.

The old queen mother, who had just come back from Jiaming Palace, had a ruddy complexion at this time, and even the rice in the bowl was much more than usual, looking at the rouge girl in front of her, her eyes were full of smiles, and she asked, "Is it delicious?"

The little girl nodded, and replied glutinously, "It's delicious, it's the best dish I've ever tasted." ”

I just wanted to shout the old queen mother in front of me, but I didn't know what to shout, so there was a pause.

The old queen mother saw the little girl's hesitation, stretched out her hand and touched Rouge's head, and said, "You can call me grandma like Yu'er, little girl, grandma doesn't know your name yet?"

"My name is Rouge, Lu Rouge, grandma, you are so good-looking. ”

The rouge girl nodded, showing a sweet smile, and her big eyes bent into two curved moons.

The praised old queen mother couldn't help laughing again, and even the middle-aged palace maid who was waiting on the side showed a heartfelt smile.

The middle-aged palace maid has served the old queen mother for more than ten years, and she understands how much pain the old queen mother has and how much sadness she has.

She was the first beautiful child in the Central Plains of the vast land of Shenzhou in the past, and she was the mother of the Great Xia country admired by hundreds of millions of people and the mother of the world, but now she is just a poor old man who has lost her son for more than ten years, her husband is missing, and she is holding the entire Great Xia alone, longing for a house full of children and grandchildren.

After a dinner, the old lady leaned on the chaise longue by the fire, covered with thick silk cotton, and her face was a little tired, but her eyes were still bright, beckoning Rouge to sit beside her, looking at the little girl's red face, and said softly:

"It's said that you're good at making tea, would you mind bringing me a cup of tea for an old woman?"

Half an hour after the little girl left the Qiong Pulp Pavilion with the Ice Plains Female Saint, the old queen mother had already seen the information submitted by Si Tianjian.

The rouge girl then took out the tea leaves from the small cloth bag, brewed a cup carefully, and then respectfully handed it to the old queen mother with both hands.

The old queen mother took it, after taking a sip, closed her eyes, the tea was slightly bitter, after the bitterness, it was fresh and cool, and finally turned into sweetness, and there was a trace of breath flowing, the breath was very weak, but it was pure, it was the breath of the avenue.

The old queen mother opened her eyes, and the hand holding the teacup trembled imperceptibly for a moment.

Then a smile regained in her eyes, and she nodded, she asked the rouge girl with a smile: "You came to the White Emperor Palace to ask for debts, and I will help you make the decision, how much does my unsuccessful grandson owe you?"

"If you owe me three cents, if you count the broken tables and chairs, then you have to add two taels, which is a lot. ”

After hearing this, the rouge girl lowered her head a little embarrassed, opened her small mouth, and spoke in a thin voice.

"Hahahaha, it's a lot, my grandson probably can't afford it, my old woman has a suggestion, let him marry you, use this life to pay it back, what do you think?"