Chapter 1007 Family and Country

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve has arrived.

Yesterday, Ouyang Shuo hosted a banquet for civil and military officials at the Summer Palace. Not only were the ministers above rank five in Beijing, but also the twelve governors-general and five military commanders who had gone to Beijing to report on their duties.

The luxury of the lineup is jaw-dropping.

The governor and the commanders either guard a province or guard a territory. They are all powerful factions in the court, and they can be called the big officials of the frontier. Naturally, their visit to Beijing this time is not simply to reminisce about the past, but to carry a heavy responsibility.

After the Spring Festival, Ouyang Shuo will hold a court meeting.

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Summer Palace, Zhaohua Palace.

Zhaohua Hall is located in the southwest corner of the palace, where Ouyang Shuo held banquets.

During the Spring Festival, Nuo Da’s summer palace has already been decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, but compared with the casualness of the people, there is a little more rules and a touch of solemnity in the palace and pavilion.

Everything is in accordance with royal etiquette, and there must be no mistakes.

Therefore, even on New Year's Eve, no one dared to play around in the palace.

In the Zhaohua Palace, tables of red sandalwood had already been set up, on which were various kinds of dried fruits such as peanuts and walnuts. What was even more surprising was that in the middle of winter, seasonal fruits such as bananas, pineapples, and oranges could be seen.

Looking at the crystal clear peel, it seems that it has just been picked, which is amazing.

Of course, Daxia has not mastered any greenhouse planting technology, nor does it have a modern refrigerator to keep fresh. These fruits are all tributed by the provinces of Morocco and Somalia every year.

Occasionally, there are Southeast Asian fruits from Seongju and fresh milk from Auckland.

With the help of the teleportation array, anything can happen. The summer palace has fresh fruits tributed from all over the year, which has never been cut off. Every morning, you can also drink freshly squeezed milk from Oakland.

This is called richness.

Exquisite charcoal fires are burned in the hall, and spices from Somalia are lit, which warms people's hearts, and it is really pleasant to drive away the severe winter cold.

In Nuo Da's main hall, the main members of the Ouyang clan, the core members of the Lin clan, and the core members of the Song family headed by Song Tianxiong gathered together.

There are all kinds of people, no less than a hundred people.

The two brothers Song Wen and Song Wu were impressively listed, but Song Tianxiong had a weird expression on his face. He had originally hoped that his daughter Song Jia would give birth to an heir, which would stabilize the status of the Song family's relatives.

Who would have thought that the king would play such a game.

Even the relatives of the emperor and the country are different from each other. Among Ouyang's clans, the natural status of the same branch as Ouyang Shuo's grandfather is the most noble, and then the side branches, the Lin family of Ouyang Shuo's mother, and the Song family of Song Jia's mother's family.

Everyone sat down one by one according to the carefully arranged seats. There is a row of tables on the top of the main hall, and there are only four seats, which are the guest of honor seats tonight. The closer the seat is to the guest of honor, the higher the status.

During the banquet, there were both old people and children of five or six years old.

No matter who it is, they all wear well-prepared services, especially those with titles, they even wear royal clothes, envious of others.

Sitting in the hall, these people were both cautious and somewhat excited waiting for the banquet to start, chatting with the left and right from time to time, and dared not speak loudly.

The children who were supposed to be noisy and playing were restrained by their parents in their seats, writhing restlessly.

At the corner on the right, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy cautiously tore off a yellow-orange banana on the desk, and said enviously, "Brother Shuo is so powerful, you can buy anything."

It seems that this is a snack.

"It's good to know, you have to study hard, so that you can help your brother in the future." The father sitting on the boy's side looked at his son lovingly, and told him earnestly.

For Ouyang, surprises are like falling from the sky.

The boy's father's name was Ouyang Gong. Because he worked in a bank in reality, he was arranged to work in the Four Seas Bank. I heard that he was highly valued by Meng Zhida.

Years ago, Ouyang Gong was granted the title of second-class earl, and he was regarded as an outstanding person among his clan. For adults in the Ouyang family, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can walk several times faster than ordinary people, even ten times faster.

Thinking of the envy of his boss and colleagues in the past, and even some flattery to please him, Ouyang Gong was full of emotion. Since the king issued the decree, his family has been crowded with visitors.

There are former colleagues, friends, classmates, and even strangers who just acquainted with each other, but anyone who can get in touch with each other will come to congratulate them.

This is called: "One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

Ouyang Gong's mind is still clear, and he has not been corrupted by these sugar-coated shells. He knows that the glory of Ouyang's family today is all due to this nephew in the palace who has not met.

Ouyang Gong clearly distinguishes which is more important.

However, he heard that there were two cousins ​​who were very close to his nephew for the title of knighthood. Because of their disorderly behavior on weekdays, they only received the title of a third-class baron.

Undoubtedly, this is a warning.

Although Ouyang Gong is a generation older, he can only admire that nephew's methods.

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At six o'clock in the evening, a female official sang: "The king is here!"

"Wow!" With a sound, more than a hundred guests in the hall stood up together and turned their eyes to the northeast corner of the hall. I saw Ouyang Shuo coming with his wife Song Jia, younger sister Bing'er and younger aunt Lin Jing.

"Wang Shangan!"

All of you bowed your hands in salute.

Ouyang Shuo smiled slightly, came to the main seat, and put his hands down, "Today is a family banquet, there is no difference between the top and bottom. There are my grandparents, uncles, and nephews here. They are all a family, so don't be too restrained. "

After speaking, Ouyang Shuo took the lead and sat down.

After a "crash", the others followed suit, with expressions on their faces much more natural.

Although everyone is a modern person and is not bound by feudal ethics, but when he is really in the magnificent palace hall, seeing the palace guards guarding outside the palace, and the female officials and maids standing on the side of the palace according to the rules, they are unconsciously moved. Into a solemn atmosphere.

Everyone didn't feel that there was anything wrong, on the contrary, it was an honor.

The glory of the family.

They seemed to foresee that Ouyang's family would also shine in Kyushu like the legendary emperor's family.

When the banquet started, there were plates and plates of delicacies presented by the palace maids. Among the younger generation, they could also get a red envelope from Ouyang Shuo himself, and put it on the tray for auspiciousness.

There are bands playing on both sides, and there are singing and dancing in the middle of the hall.

Not long after the opening, Ouyang Shuo toasted, the drum music stopped immediately, and the hall was silent. Many people present saw this legendary figure for the first time, and they were not curious.

Ouyang Shuo stood up, "Today is the New Year's Eve, a family reunion day. It's really not easy for us to get together. Yesterday's great summer is over, and tomorrow's great summer will depend on your cooperation."

"I toast to everyone!"

Saying that, Ouyang Shuo drank it down.

This was Ouyang Shuo's clearest statement of his family's position. Everyone present, especially the grown men, were all excited and gulped down the wine in their glasses.

Dripping freely.

The banquet reached its climax. Ouyang Shuo said with a smile, "Everyone, don't be rigid in your seats, just be casual."

As he spoke, he personally led his wife, Song Jia, and Bing'er to the guest seats in the front row to toast. Song Jia didn't wear the queen's crown dress today, but a normal dress, just because she was worried about alienation.

Bing'er was dressed in a snow-white classic princess dress, she was slim and graceful. Although she was mischievous and mischievous on weekdays, on such an occasion, she had a perfect grasp of court etiquette, and she was well-educated.

When others saw it, they all sighed.

Everyone in this family is really a dragon and a phoenix, and they can't accept it.

It can be described as a model of the royal family.

The people sitting in the front row were all the elders of the family, and the three marquises stood out.

The old man with the highest title is Ouyang Bo, the elder brother of Ouyang Shuo's grandfather. In terms of seniority, Ouyang Shuo has to be called grandfather. He is the elder with the closest blood in the family.

The grandfather is not in good health, his body is thin and his face is full of wrinkles.

"Grandpa, Happy New Year!"

Ouyang Shuo raised his glass with a smile, Song Jia was naturally a husband and wife. There was no one from Ouyang's family during the wedding, so Song Jia really saw her "parents-in-law" this time.

With a kind smile on Ouyang Bo's face, he patted Ouyang Shuo's hand tremblingly, and said with a smile, "Jia Er Jia Fu, yes, yes!!!"

Ouyang Shuo nodded heavily. Perhaps it was at this moment that he felt the strength and warmth of his family.

The banquet lasted until seven thirty in the evening.

After the reunion dinner, everyone walked to the imperial garden together, watched the fireworks show, drank and had fun. The children were playing and playing on the grass, very happy.

This night, the imperial garden was brightly lit.

As a "landlord", Bing'er once again became the king of children, leading a group of cousins ​​to have fun in the imperial garden, watching goldfish in the lake for a while, and teasing pandas for a while.

Carefree.

Hearing Bing'er's crisp laughter from a distance, Ouyang Shuo smiled knowingly.

Binger is lonely.

As Ouyang Shuo's status became higher and higher, Bing'er, the only direct princess, naturally became the center of attention, and the teachers became stricter.

In Shanhai City, those children who were following Binger's buttocks also gradually dispersed.

The huge difference in status meant that they could no longer get along with Bing'er peacefully. Even if the children wanted to, their parents would urge them not to be disrespectful to the lord, and to give in to Her Royal Highness in everything.

Over time, they gradually drifted away.

Huo Chengjun, the only one who is about the same age as Binger, has been with his father Huo Guang all year round and has no chance to see him. When it's really boring, the child Bing'er can only keep company with a group of spirit beasts and talk to himself.

Ouyang Shuo sometimes felt distressed when he saw her.

He didn't know whether meeting today was good or bad for Bing'er.

This time, he was willing to accept all the clansmen. Ouyang Shuo probably had considerations in this regard, or Bing'er could really enjoy himself only when he was with his cousins.

They are connected by blood, but they are the most unfettered.

"With this laughter, everything is worth it." Ouyang Shuo secretly thought in his heart.

Because Song Jia was pregnant, she went back to the palace early to rest. Ouyang Shuo stood in the gazebo, chatting with a group of elders, talking about his struggles over the years.

The elders who leaned a little bit were also tired, so they went back separately.

A family banquet came to an end.