Chapter 297： Jade Clothes (1/2)

Before the holy chariot arrived, the singing and dancing in the hall were peaceful, and the silk and bamboo strings were endless. The crowd chatted.

The **** sings: The emperor is here!

The holy chariot came, and everyone got up and kowtowed to welcome the holy chariot.

After the saint was seated, the singers retreated one after another.

The sage raised his glass and said with a smile: "Today is my sixty-fifth birthday, and it has been just 40 years since I ascended the throne. I watched the Daxia Dynasty under my governance, under the guard of my children and grandchildren, and with the joint efforts of my courtiers. , Guotai Min'an, I am very relieved! Come, I will give you a toast to express my gratitude!"

"Thanks my emperor!" Everyone got up together, raised their glasses and said in unison.

After the ministers took their seats, the noble concubine and the concubines led the concubines and concubines of the harem to raise their glasses again.

"Chen and concubines and concubines to the emperor, I wish the emperor a healthy body and a long life!"

There are a lot of concubines in the saint, and many of them are concubines with children. They really raise their glasses to celebrate their birthdays, and the saint has to drink on the face of the children.

But if this is the case, he doesn't have to wait for the ceremony to finish, he will be drunk, and the birthday banquet does not need to continue.

So all along, on important occasions, the concubine and the concubine toast together.

The concubines are all getting old, and they will no longer compete for favor, and the son is not around, the harem is very calm. Everyone lives a retirement life of raising flowers and teasing dogs, and often they can make appointments and hang horses to pass the time.

"Okay!" After the emperor finished his drink, he smiled and looked at the imperial concubine, "Today, the imperial concubine has worked hard!"

"What a lot of hard work, being able to take care of the harem for the sage and organize a palace banquet is a blessing for the servants and concubines!"

After the concubines' toasts were over, it was the prince's turn. The prince got up and brought the prince and the children of the East Palace out to celebrate their birthdays!

"I wish the father a happy birthday! Every year has today, every year has today!"

"Be flat!"

After the concubine and the others returned to their positions according to the rules, the prince said, "My son has prepared a few birthday gifts for the emperor, please take a look at the emperor. Bring them up..."

Several attendants presented three kinds of gifts to the temple. The crown prince began to reveal the red cloth from the first one, and explained, "This is the black pearl of the South China Sea! It is rare that there are two identical baby fists."

Everyone in the hall nodded. Black pearls are not common at all, let alone two so large, it is even more rare that they are exactly the same.

Satisfied, he lifted the red cloth again, "These two are the golden thread jade clothes of the Han Dynasty."

All the ministers stood up in surprise and watched, "It's really a golden thread and jade robe..."

This set of golden thread jade clothes has a fat body and is covered with gold and jade. The total length is 1.88 meters. It shares 2498 pieces of jade, and the gold thread is about 1100 grams. The corners of the jade pieces are perforated, and they are woven with threads of gold. This is the golden thread jade clothing only in the Han Dynasty.

Everyone was amazed when they heard the prince's explanation, but many literati looked more and more mysterious, glanced at the emperor vaguely, and then looked at the prince with sympathy.

But there was no joy on the emperor's face. The more he listened, the darker his eyes became. It seemed that a storm was brewing, and he stared straight at the prince, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

The noble concubine had accompanied the emperor for decades, and it could be said that she knew the emperor's temperament very well. Seeing his face, she knew that he was on the verge of rage.