Chapter 511: Confused

In order to return Princess Huanzhu to the court, Li Shimin issued a special order and asked the Ministry of Rites to hold a re-elected enthronement ceremony for Princess Huanzhu, which abnormally invited the ministers to a banquet.

None of the dozens of princes and princesses in the palace could have such a glorious glory as Princess Huanzhu when accepting the enthronement ceremony, which could attract the attention and celebration of the civil and military officials of the court, and even the entire Tang people. Even the crown prince Li Chengqian was the same.

After losing and gaining it again, and suffering for more than ten years, he has been begging for a living. While Li Shimin felt happy, he felt a little guilty. After all, when Concubine Dong died and Princess Yuyu was outside, it was also closely related to him, the father-in-law. Therefore, it is reasonable for Li Shimin to try his best to compensate his precious daughter.

Therefore, even Wei Zheng, the stubborn and honest minister, said nothing more to this kind of title ceremony that was both reasonable and unreasonable. At the subsequent banquet, he respectfully followed Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and his party to congratulate Li Shimin.

Today, the little girl was dressed very beautifully, with a tight and gorgeous little Hu skirt, white delicate leather boots, the little Bianer whom Princess Yuzhang Li Rusi personally combed her, and the light makeup that Queen Changsun carefully portrayed her.

It's very beautiful. If you have a white silk pleated skirt now, with a pair of flawless white wings on your back and holding a five-star immortal stick in your right hand, Xiao Ya will look like a little Western angel.

As the teacher of this new princess, sitting in a corner of the table banquet in Tai Chi Hall, Liu Yi smiled with his eyes, and Jing looked at Xiao Ya who was surrounded by a group of family members, nodded with satisfaction, and putting all the favors together. For Xiao Ya, it was also good to stay in the palace.

"Mr. Yifan, please!" A man was drinking a little wine leisurely. He suddenly heard someone saying hello to him. Liu Yi couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and looked up at the person who spoke. Fang Xuanling, an old face with three of the folds, was smiling at Liu Yi, and not at all distant, sitting next to Liu Yi.

"So it's Lord Fang, you're polite here!" Liu Yi was busy bowing and giving Fang Xuanling a bow, letting Fang Xuanling sit on the right side, with respectful appearance and color. However, in his heart, Liu Yi was very surprised. Liu Yifan's identity seemed to have no interaction with Old Man Fang. Why did this old man become abnormal today, so, well, enthusiastic?

Although Liu Yifan's contribution to the reign of Princess Huanzhu this time was made invaluable, and the emperor would also give more rewards, but no matter what Li Shimin can give, it is mostly financial rewards. Liu Yifan himself is still a small and inconspicuous teacher. Such an ordinary identity should not be enough to attract a dignified Shangshu Pushe to come here to greet him in person, right?

"Please, Lord Fang!" He took out a new cup from the wine utensils, and Liu Yi took the pot as a moist cup, filled it with Fang Xuanling himself, and politely handed it to the old man Fang.

"Hehe, thank you, Mr. Yifan, please!" Fang Xuanling smiled and took the wine glass, raised his glass to show Liu Yi's gesture, and then he hugged his neck happily.

After that, the chat that Liu Yi had guessed did not appear. The old man in Fang put down his wine glass, raised his hand and patted Liu Yi on the shoulder kindly, and said some polite words like "It's good, young man" and "I'm very optimistic about you". He got up and left the seat and left.

"Isn't this old man sick?" Gong sent Fang Xuanling away, Liu Yian looked inexplicably, looked at the old man Fang's leaving back, and he vilified in his heart.

"Mr. Yifan, please!"

Before Liu Yi could come back to his senses, another slightly old voice sounded beside Liu Yi. Liu Yi turned his head to look for the sound. He was a middle-aged official in his purple robe and dressed in a purple robe and was about forty years old. He looked very orthodox, but Liu Yi looked at this face and felt very strange. He had never seen it before.

"This lord has invited me!" Who is the other official? He can wear this purple robe. He is a big figure. Liu Yi quickly got up and saluted, raised his head slightly, asked the person who came softly, and said, "I wonder what this lord calls him?"

"Oh, it's my fault that I didn't introduce myself. Mr. Yifan, don't blame me!" After hearing Liu Yi's inquiry, Cen Wenben was stunned at first, then he nodded slowly and looked at Liu Yiyan and said, "I'm Cen Wenben!"

"It turns out that it is in front of the Zhongshu Lord Cen, and the students are courtesy here!" Another famous man, a prime minister, Liu Yiu bowed again to worship.

"Haha, Mr. Yifan doesn't have to be polite!" With this statement, Cen Wenben, who had always been the most serious, smiled rarely. What's even more rare is that he stretched out his right hand and patted Liu Yi's shoulder intimately. Then he also said some words similar to what Old Man Fang said just now. He didn't leave much, and he also learned from Fang Xuanling and passed by Liu Yi directly and left.

What's going on? Liu Yiu was a little stunned. He always felt that today's things were full of evil spirits. Fang Xuanling was like this, and Cen Wenben was the same. He took the initiative to come up and chat with a teacher with a very low status in this Tai Chi Hall. Is it interesting? Who will come back next?

He bowed and sent Cen Wenben away. Liu Yi looked around vigilantly and found that many officials sitting around him were also looking at him in surprise. Some people were still watching him whispering. The topic he was talking about was obviously not unrelated to him.

Liu Yi smiled bitterly, and two officials from the middle-level court came over to greet him, an inconspicuous little man, and would be strange if they didn't attract the attention of others.

"Mr. Yifan, please!"

Here comes again, Liu Yi's heart is a little convulsed, and it's still over. Are these people all sick? Why...uh?

Liu Yi raised his head and looked stunned. What caught his eye was two acquaintances, one old and one young, the old man Su Bingren, and his precious granddaughter Su Chenxi. Why would they come to join in the fun?

"I can't tell that this little teacher is so popular?" Li Chengqian, who was sitting in the upper part of the hall, looked at Liu Yi's place with a look of surprise, and said softly to the crown princess Wu Meiyan beside him: "First it was Lord Zuo Pushefang, and then the Minister of the Secretariat Cen Wenben. Now even the Grand Secretary Yuanqing Old Master Su has passed by. It's really strange. Can you be this Liu Yifan and have any other identities?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is too worried," Wu Mei's eyes were always focused on Liu Yifan, the teacher. When Li Chengqian heard the question of himself, he replied softly: "Mr. Yifan is just an ordinary teacher. How could he have any other identity? If you say yes, you should be a lyricist. Did Your Highness forget that Mr. Yifan, in addition to being a teacher, also wrote good lyrics and songs. Now in Chang'an City, most of the songs played in the Tai Chi Hall today are from Mr. Yifan?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Wu Mei whispered to Li Chengqian to explain to Liu Yi: "Fang Pushe, Lord Cen Zhongshuling, and Lord Su Lao Si's family also like to listen to Mr. Liu's lyrics and music, so she went to greet him. Your Highness didn't know that now among the folk, because of those lyrics and music, Mr. Yifan is also famous."

"Oh? Is that right?" Li Chengqian looked at Wu Mei suspiciously, his eyes were a little cold, and he said in a voice: "Does my beloved concubine think that Lord Fang and Seung-shuling and others would be such superficial people?"

For the sake of lyrics and music, the old man Su Bingren may be possible, but Fang Xuanling and Cen Wenben, who really liked Liu Yifan's lyrics, would never make friends with Liu Yifan like this. Li Chengqian could see that these two people obviously had a little bit of showing kindness to Liu Yifan.

"Women's opinion!" He glanced at Wu Mei beside him and said softly. Li Chengqian turned his gaze to Liu Yi's place again. He saw Su Bingren and his granddaughter not seem to be like Fang Xuanling and Cen Wenben. After asking a moment, he left. Old Man Su actually sat in the same place with Liu Yifan. Seeing them laughing together, Yin also had the movement of holding his shoulders and putting on his back, and they seemed to be quite harmonious.

"Yes," Thinking of Liu Yifan's origin, Li Chengqian nodded suddenly and thought to himself: "Wasn't that girl Ru'er and the Su Chenxi beside Mr. Su who had been to Kuizhou before the New Year? She also stayed in Di Zhixun's mansion for more than a month. I think she had some friendship when she came there."

Thinking of this reason, Li Chengqian couldn't help but glance at Princess Yuzhang who was talking with Princess Huanzhu. Seeing that Yuzhang was also looking at Liu Yifan, Su Chenxi and the others from time to time, he couldn't help but nod.

When Li Chengqian looked at Yu Zhang and thought about it, he did not notice at all. Wu Mei, the Crown Princess who had just been scolded by him, was now facing his back to him, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth. He did not care about Li Chengqian's rebuke and contempt for her just now.
Chapter completed!