The night gradually rose, and the lights began to fade in the Forbidden City.

Emperor Qian Yong was connected with the concubines, the queen mother, the first rank and above ministers, his wife, princes, princes, and concubines, and famous Buddhists.

At the same time, we had a banquet in the Ganqing Palace, dozens of elderly people over 90 years old were given seats in the Ganqing Palace.

He personally gave him a drink. He ordered the prince, grandson, and great-grandson to toast in the hall in turn.

Below ninety, the banquet was held in the open air outside the Ganqing Palace.

Emperor Qian Yong sat in the main seat, smiling slightly, as if very satisfied.

Watch the gifts presented by all officials by Heshen casually.

As a stamped maniac, the psoriasis patients in the Jueluo family like all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings.

For example, Mi Fu's original works, Yan Zhenqing's original works, or Wu Daozi's original works.

At this time, there were many good things on the gift list, so they all praised the word "reward".

As representatives of stinginess, the emperors in the dynasty often don’t give any gold and silver, but some stupid things, such as giving yellow belts, yellow jackets, etc., which are still good.

More than rewards for a dish, a pot of wine, and a dessert. He thought others could not eat it, so he knew that they actually ate better than him. For example, the famous quote from the famous "Jiang Shilang Tofu": Long lively, how could he eat this before?

According to historical records, Emperor Qian Yong likes to reward ministers with pork boiled in water for sacrifices the most, among which the ministers with humerus rewarded pig's trotters, but they are usually thrown away by ministers.

As for giving gold, silk, and official kilns...that is another thing. Most of the foreign envoys are rewarded to show off their wealth when they come.

At this time, Emperor Qian Yong, the old men who came to attend the Qianshou Banquet, gave him a dove stick, that is, a longevity stick.

Other officials were awarded Ruyi, court beads, silk silk, marten fur, cultural relics, silver medals, etc.

I saw these old men crying and kowtowed and thanked me. After drinking the imperial wine, my old face turned red and my spirits were refreshed.

At the same time, the court worshipers took out a screen and asked Emperor Qian Yong to write the word "天天".

Emperor Qian Yong was very satisfied and said, "Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, there have been 195 people who have been emperors. They have enjoyed a long life and have not been as long as I have. Now I will celebrate the peace and prosperity."

When I wrote the word "天" on the screen.

The emperor left behind the mobao and invited the concubines in the harem, the queen mother, the prince, the prince, the grandson... the civil and military officials, and the elderly who lived a long life.

Everyone writes the word "利" on this screen.

Those Buddhist and Taoist celebrities secretly cast magic spells, and saw many elderly people in the palace having banquets, showing eight-character funnel suits.

There was no idea when two large bronze mirrors appeared on both sides, which were written on blessing and longevity.

The priests worshipped in the palace began to practice, taking in the longevity of these long-lived old men, and pouring them into Emperor Qian Yong's body along the mouth of the funnel.

Emperor Qian Yong only felt more and more energetic, while the old men became more and more sleepy, or felt that after drinking, a gust of wind blew, he felt a little dizzy.

Among them, the centenarian who turned into a python eunuch turned into a python robe couldn't help but curse when he saw this scene: "This dog emperor actually used this evil magic to prolong his life, which is even more evil than our drought bar... No, he has also used this magic, and he just copied it."

"Who is the old man here today who has the highest life expectancy?"

The eunuch of the python robe then stood up tremblingly: "Grassip people pay homage to Your Majesty!"

The eunuch next to him hurriedly came to support him.

"No gifts, no gifts!" Emperor Qian Yong was very curious: "What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, this old man is named Guo Zhongyue, he is already 141 years old this year!" Heshen said charmingly.

The eunuch of the python robe was separated from Heshen's relationship. Heshen also wanted to find the longest-lived old man to congratulate Qian Yong on his throne for fifty years, so he hit it off.

"Oh, reward!" Qian Yong waved his hand and gave him a yellow jacket and a eunuch wearing a python robe.

"Bah! The slutty clothes of the slutty Tartars!" The eunuch of the python robe secretly disliked him.

But the seat is closer to Emperor Qian Yong.

At this time, Emperor Qian Yong saw Ji Xiaolan's gift list and Jiang Ji, and couldn't help but get furious: "Good you Ji Xiaolan, I think you don't want to live anymore. Today is a happy day, use this to enjoy me!"

Ji Xiaolan hurriedly came out and kowtowed: "Long lively, I offer a bucket of ginger! You see, the ginger in this bucket is stacked layer by layer like a mountain, so the name of this gift is Yibao (Tong) Jiang (Jiang) Mountain."

Although Emperor Qian Yong thought this thing was useless, this statement made Long Yan very happy. The older he was, the more he liked to listen to such festive words.

Heshen was beside him: "Can this be fooled?" If a master looked at it, he would find that Heshen's soul was revealed as a white wolf at this time, and Qian Yong was an old dragon. The civil and military officials were all beasts, because the tonic on the official robe were all beasts, and the person was just beasts in clothes and clothes.

But some are just manifesting their official spirit, while others are real demons wearing human skins, exactly like the wolf magistrate.

Among them is the Mongolian living Buddha, who actually looks like a centipede with a dragon appearance.

All these put pressure on the eunuch of the python robe. It is afraid that it will not be that easy to assassinate Emperor Qian Yong.

"Since you say that, I will spare you this time. If you suffer this next time, you will definitely punish you."

"Thank you, your Majesty, for your kindness."

"Haha, don't rush to thank you. I know that you are good at writing. I will make a couple. If you can get it right, you will be fined three drinks if you pass.

"Your Majesty, please give a question!" Ji Xiaolan felt that playing house with Qian Yong was just a child.

After all, a talented man who has more than 40,000 poems in his lifetime, averages a few poems a day... he feels bad when he is used as toilet paper.

"The sixty-sixth year of reopening, plus the age of 30 or 7 years." Emperor Qian Yong thought for a while and felt it was superb.

Heshen next to him immediately praised: "The two Jiazis are 120 years old, and then add 3721, which means 141 years old. Your Majesty is very literary and difficult to reach for ordinary people!"

He was also a Jinshi and had a very good literary talent. How could he not tell the good or bad?

Just blow it.

The next second I heard Ji Xiaolan blurting out: "I have celebrated my seventies, and there is one more spring and autumn."

"Hahaha!" A embarrassed and polite smile...

"Not bad, not bad!" Emperor Qian Yong regarded it as a classic and asked the people around him to write it down. It was also considered a joint creation, so you can brag about it.

Outside the palace, undercurrents were surging, and a large number of believers approached the palace in the name of celebration.

Lion dancers, dragon dancers, god dancers, and a lot of people.

The fires soared into the sky, beating drums and drums, with a mysterious and tense atmosphere.

The people were staring at each other and didn't know where to look. The man on stilts was wearing a mask, holding a torch, and spewing tincture oil from his mouth, which caused exclamation.

And Lin Zhiming was also hiding here at this time.
Chapter completed!