Chapter 211 Return the money!
Hearing the sound from the front yard, Jiang Jinshuang curled her lips.
Without chatting anymore, Jiang Jinshuang walked towards the courtyard with Yan Jue.
When the prince of the East Palace arrived, the face of the table was naturally considered precious.
Qingbei Mountain was also waiting on the side early, greeting Jiang Biechen and Pei Du.
Qingbei Mountain is now in the age of obedience to ears. It has gray hair but sharp ears and eyes, and is energetic. Its eyes are as sharp as an eagle, with a bitter aura in its bones.
He bowed to the two of them with fists and saluted: "I have met His Royal Highness the Prince and the Prime Minister."
Today, Jiang Biechen wore a black and gold robe, with a noble appearance and a noble royal family.
Looking at Qingbei Mountain, Jiang Biechen nodded with kindness, raised his hand to avoid Qingbei Mountain's gift.
"General Qing doesn't have to be polite. Today is your 60th birthday. If my father hadn't been busy with the government, he should have come to celebrate his birthday in person."
Qingbeishan smiled and said, "Your Majesty can work hard, it is my blessing for thousands of Jin. I am old and I dare not bother Your Majesty."
Jiang Biechen also smiled and then turned to look at Pei Du.
"When I came, I happened to meet the Prime Minister on the way, so I came together."
Pei Du bowed slightly to Qingbei Mountain and bowed: "I wish you a birthday to the old general Qing."
Seeing this, Qingbeishan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and was flattered: "The official position of the Chief Supervisor is much higher than that of the lower officials. What kind of discipline is this!"
"It is the birthday celebration of the younger generation to the elders. It is better not to dislike the elders."
"How could it be!"
After a while of greeting, Qingbeishan took the two of them to sit down with a smile.
As the guest of the main position, Prince Jiang Biechen naturally sat in the main position, Qingbei Mountain was the lowest, with the same seat as Pei Du.
Today, Pei Du wore a wide ink blue robe and a long round neck gown.
On the blue robe, there are bamboo branches embroidered with silver-patterned sewns, shining brightly under the sunlight.
At the hands of Qingbei Mountain is the only daughter of General Zhenyuan, Qingshan, who holds her daughter in the heart.
"Qingshan, why don't you salute to you quickly." Qingbeishan urged with a smile.
Qingshan lowered her head and twisted her hand with her veil, not knowing what she was thinking.
I didn't hear Qingbeishan's words.
She bit the corners of her lips slightly, her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she just looked down at her handkerchief.
Seeing this, Qingbeishan's smile froze for a moment, and he coughed lightly, and his voice became a little higher: "Qingshan."
"Ah?" Qing Shan finally came back to her senses, glanced at Qingbeishan's eyes, and hurriedly reacted.
She stood up, saluted Jiang Biechenfu, then turned to Pei Du, bowed to greet him.
Qingbeishan smiled with satisfaction and said to Jiang Biechen: "I have been spoiled by me since I was a child. Your Highness should not blame me."
Jiang Biechen smiled and waved his hand: "Where is it? Gu feels that Miss Qingshan is truly in character, so she can be called a general's tiger girl!"
Everyone followed and smiled, and the atmosphere was very good.
In the guest seat, Pei Du sat upright and his eyes were wandering past the guests.
The long eyelashes trembled slightly and withdrew their gaze again.
"Brother, you are here too!"
A clear voice came from the backyard, and Jiang Jinshuang walked to the crowd with a smile, holding her skirt.
Pei Du first looked in the sound. When he saw the person coming, his finger bones between his sleeves finally loosened a little.
Seeing this, the guests saluted one after another. The smile that touched the corner of Jiang Biechen's mouth dissipated a little.
He took a deep breath and turned to Jiang Jinshuang with a gentle smile: "Shuang'er, why did you come from the backyard?"
Jiang Jinshuang smiled and first congratulated Qingbei Mountain: "I wish the old general Qing sixty years and autumns, and I wish you a long life and prolong your life."
Qingbeishan smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."
After the greetings, Jiang Jinshuang walked to Jiang Biechen without hesitation and sat on his left hand.
It is also the guest of honor.
The smile on Jiang Biechen's face froze a little, but he also maintained a gentle smile.
After sitting down, he seemed to remember what Jiang Biechen had just asked, and said slowly: "Zhaoming came earlier than the emperor and just walked around."
When Jiang Biechen heard this, he nodded slightly: "Shuang'er and General Qing are also old acquaintances, and their relationship should indeed be closer than Gu."
Jiang Jinshuang smiled lowly, took a sip of wine, and blinked at Jiang Biechen: "What, brother, are you envious?"
With a bit of teasing smile, it was like the simplest joke between brother and sister.
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Jiang Biechen pulled the corner of his mouth and didn't answer any more.
The guests and friends came almost the same, and the banquet officially began.
Jiang Jinshuang sat at Jiang Bichen's hand, looking at the guests at the noisy and lively banquet with a smile.
"Brother, what gift did you give to the Old General Qing?"
Jiang Biechen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with caution, with a cold tone: "I heard that General Qing always loved military tactics, and ordered the craftsmen of the East Palace to ink with golden silk and replicate twelve bamboo slips to celebrate his birthday."
Jiang Jinshuang nodded thoughtfully, but smiled: "The gift given by the emperor is very valuable."
Jiang Biechen took a sip of wine and chuckled: "It's nothing."
Jiang Jinshuang looked at him with admiration and said innocently: "The emperor's subordinates are rich and wealthy. I wonder when will he return the salary of his sister?"
The sip of wine seemed to be stuck in his throat. Jiang Biechen frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Jinshuang with a gloomy face.
Jiang Jinshuang seemed to be unaware of anything, but blinked innocently: "When Zhaoming left the capital three years ago, the emperor did not say that the salary was saved for me. Now Zhaoming is back. Brother, where is my salary?"
Jiang Biechen sneered coldly: "Goddess Princess Zhaoming, don't you have this savings in the warehouse?"
"The emperor's words are wrong," Jiang Jinshuang smiled openly, "No matter whether the warehouse in this palace is abundant, it is mine. You can't change your surname just because the money has been in the emperor's hands for three years, right?"
Jiang Biechen narrowed his eyes coldly and said in a deep voice: "I will send you to your princess's mansion another day."
"Then I would like to thank you brother."
Jiang Jinshuang then showed a cheerful smile with curved eyebrows and eyes.
With a slight relaxation, Jiang Jinshuang glanced under the banquet and saw Pei Du sitting in the lower seat.
Today, Pei Du dresses particularly brilliantly.
After a pause, Jiang Jinshuang withdrew her gaze.
At the banquet, guests and friends were having fun, drinking and talking in groups of three or three. Jiang Jinshuang noticed that except for Pei Du, who was still surrounded by a group of ministers, there were more than a dozen guests on the other side, surrounded by another person.
Noting Jiang Jinshuang's gaze, Jiang Bichen looked over her gaze.
With a sneer, Jiang Biechen took the initiative to speak, "That person surrounded is the new top scholar this year, Lin Qingyan."
As he said that, he suddenly lowered his voice again, with a hint of watching the fun in his tone.
"Gu has seen that Zhuangyuan Lin several times, and there is indeed some similarity between the eyebrows and eyes of the prime minister...."
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.
From her perspective, she could only see that the top scholar was toasted by three layers inside and three layers inside and outside. After all, she was the new top scholar, and all the ministers in the court wanted to have a good relationship with him.