"Your Majesty, this. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info。。。。。 It's not right! Some courtiers saw that the person who suddenly went to the court turned out to be Murong Chong, so they came out and played.

"What's wrong, all Aiqing should know that now Rouran pays tribute to my Daqi every year, Rouran Khan Fu Jian King and I are in-laws, Khan has promised me, in the future, Rouran is the brother of Daqi, family, Qi is the suzerain, Rouran is a vassal. Since I ascended the throne, King Fu has guarded the eastern foothills of Altai Mountain for me, resisted the Turks, and contained the Zhou State. Since they fought side by side, regardless of each other, I also named Murong Chong as the general of the Biao Cavalry, so naturally he is the courtier of my Qi country, what is wrong with me entrusting this great task to Lord Murong? ”

"Your Majesty, surrender!" Duan Yi stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty just said that you need to be a person with a great reputation and great Qi national prestige in order to show my **** demeanor, this Murong Chong 。。。。。。 The general is just a foreign minister, and he has no merit, how can he shoulder such a heavy responsibility?! Duan Yi was uneven, and he didn't take this Murong Chong in his eyes at all.

"This Murong Gongzi is the first beauty in my Northern Dynasty, famous all over the world, who doesn't know who doesn't know? Is it wrong for me to say that he has a great reputation? Moreover, it is precisely because he is a foreign minister that he can now be entrusted with such an important task by the Qi State, which is to highlight the prosperous situation of the return of all countries from all directions of our country, does General Duan Xiao think that what I said is wrong? Gao Zhan lengthened his tone and asked Duan Yi rhetorically.

"This 。。。。。。" Duan Yi lowered his head aggrievedly when he heard this, his father glanced back at him from the front, Duan Yi had no choice but to retreat.

"The emperor is wise, Lord Murong is really from my Northern Dynasty。。。。。。 Leaders! Having Lord Murong to pick up the wind for the Song envoy is really a double win! First, let those southerners see the outstanding demeanor of the first beauty in my north, and secondly, it is also to give them a dismount, so that they know that if they want to keep the peace of the Song Kingdom, it is the right way to surrender to my Great Qi! Sure, let them not dare to make a mistake in front of our country in the future, Your Majesty is really wise! A minister flattered in an oily and smooth voice, and the sycophants made the surrounding officials nod frequently, very proud, and Zimo just looked at Murong Chong standing in the center of the court without moving, feeling distressed.

Listen carefully, there are ministers talking to each other, whispering secretly: "I've heard the name for a long time, it's better to see it than to hear it!" No wonder the age of thirteen can make that Fu Jian obsessed with him, hey, 。。。。。。 red-faced? ”

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"Yes, yes, what kind of hussar general is Murong Chong, this Israeli servant is his strength, isn't it? Your Majesty is really making the best use of everything! High, high! ”

There was a lot of discussion in the court for a while, and some people wore thousands of clothes without wearing sycophants, and they were busy praising the emperor's wisdom one after another, which was a clever plan. Some people couldn't take their eyes off it, staring at Murong Chong firmly, with greed and covetousness in their eyes. And a young talent like Major General Duan Yi listened to Emperor Fangcai's words, and his face was full of disdain. His eyes stared at the first beauty of the Northern Dynasty, which was contemptuous, grinning, and sighed in his heart that His Majesty the Emperor was a chess master: obviously he was planning to use a prostitute to vote for the prince of Yongguang, so that he fell into the ecstasy array and was led by the nose and lost his position, and he talked about it again, and he really wanted to find a capable man and a wise man to achieve the great cause of the country, it was really high! The emperor exalted Murong Chong so highly, this beautiful man thought that he could make contributions in the Qi country, but he couldn't excuse himself!

"Well, it seems that all of you Aiqing have no objections, so be it! Lord Murong, you will first stay in the Sifang Pavilion and wait for the envoys of the Song State to come to the court. The prince of Henan, the right to arrange the reception and banquet is handed over to Aiqing, and the two Aiqing should cooperate sincerely, so that the guests can feel at home, and repair the friendship between our two countries for eternity! Gao Zhan raised his hand and said loudly.

"Yes, the minister!" Murong Chong and Gao Xiaoyu were ordered.

"Yes! The ministers should do their best to share the worries of His Majesty! The ministers bowed.

Gao Zhan was on the high dragon chair, smiling, his eyes shining. He didn't have to look at it to know what his Chang Gong faced。。。。。。 Happy, proud, but all fleeting. Then a chill appeared in his eyes, and the pain went straight to the bottom of his heart. Gao Zhan thought that this jealousy was the source of his pain, but he didn't think about it, but he was so painful that Changgong was holding that person wholeheartedly, concerned about his situation, anxious about his forbearance, and every trace of affection was so obvious. All of this is out of his reach!

Gao Changgong didn't take his eyes off the man for a moment, and Gao Zhan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was stunned, like a thorn in his back. His heart gradually became hazy, fear, he was actually afraid. Unexpectedly, it is already so affectionate, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are inextricably linked between lovers. The pleasure of revenge has long been thrown out of the clouds, and only the heartache and hatred have been quietly put away in shame.

The ministers had been kneeling on the ground for some time, but His Majesty the Emperor had not said that word of retreat, so he could only kneel, looking up strangely from time to time. Gao Zhan's eyes were like torches, just looking in one direction, not realizing the embarrassment of the ministers at this moment.

Gao Zhan's fingers were tightly clasped on the carved armrests of the dragon chair, and his knuckles were white, as if he was struggling to forcibly suppress the monstrous anger in his heart.

His Majesty the Emperor wanted to order this Murong Chong to be arrested and executed at this moment, but he knew that he could not 。。。。。。

Changgong has never seen a person like this, it turns out, he really loves.

Even if he poked out this Murong Chong in front of the whole world, he was just a person with a bad background who was notorious and famous. Even above the court, all the ministers scorned that man with the shame of this boy's past!

Gao Changgong, Gao Changgong, how can you treat such an unbearable person who has lost his country like this? Why?!

His Majesty the Emperor stood up from the dragon chair with hatred, and for a moment the ghost envoy was about to walk in the direction of King Lanling. He doesn't care, he almost wants to go crazy! He just wanted to grab that Gao Changgong and ask what the hell, what is this Murong Chong?! Gao Zhan couldn't control a lot, he thought that he could bear not to plan a lot in secret, but when he saw the secret communication song of these two people in front of him, all the great affairs of the Son of Heaven and the country became bullshit! He can't control the world anymore, and he can't take care of the dynasty and the country, he is going to kill Murong Chong at this moment, and tell everyone that Gao Changgong is just his can't!

"Ahem, Your Majesty? Your Majesty! An Rui's father-in-law looked at the Son of Heaven's face was not good, and the sky was about to collapse, and the ministers under the hall were already a little unable to kneel, and they were all secretly watching. In the end, this is above the court, how can the Son of Heaven lose his majesty, he can't take care of it at the last moment, he risked his life to stop in front of Gao Zhan, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, it's not too early, Your Majesty, you have to go to the harem to visit the concubines who have just entered the palace after you retire." ”

An Rui said, and Gao Zhan stopped there.

An Rui looked at Gao Zhan anxiously, Gao Zhan looked back at this slave with murderous anger, and after a while, he seemed to come back to his senses before his face eased, and saw that the prime ministers and civil and military officials below were all looking at his actions inquiringly, so he glanced at Murong Chong, who was bowing his head and kneeling, and his expression changed, and said: "Yes, I almost forgot, and I was still thinking about what was not arranged, so let's do it today。。。。。。 Retreat! ”

With a wave of his sleeves, Gao Zhan turned around and walked away with a solemn face. Leaving the ministers kneeling so that their legs were numb, supporting each other in a daze, they were finally able to retreat.

In the next court, Zi Mo caught up with Murong Chong and wanted to ask a few words about the reason, asking him why he had wronged himself so much? And he really shouldn't have come to Yecheng!

"Chang Gong, I still have important matters to discuss with Lord Murong, do you also have important matters to discuss with him?" Gao Xiaoyu, who came from behind, asked Zi Mo Dao with a smile.

Zi Mo could only glance at Murong Chong, and it was not easy to have a seizure, surrounded by hundreds of civil and military officials from the lower dynasty, the two of them were so eye-catching, this place was indeed not a good place for a long talk.

"I once fought the enemy together with His Royal Highness Lanling in Luoyang, and I can be regarded as a friend who shares hardships, but His Highness is looking for me to catch up?" Murong Chong saw Chang Gong's anxious expression, and was asked by Gao Xiaoyu for a while, so he smiled and said.

"Oh, I see, but I'm afraid I'm going to borrow Lord Murong to leave first, fourth brother, national affairs are important, you have to catch up and find time." After the eldest brother finished speaking, he rushed away with Murong. When Murong Chong turned around, he hooked Zi Mo's hand, pulled his three fingers, and smiled slightly, it was time to meet.

Walking away, Zimo still looked at him, unable to speak.

The third watch, far from a few dog barks.

Murong Chong slept in a daze in the room, and got up when he heard the sound of stones being thrown outside the window.

"Me!" The man in black leaned on the windowsill and said succinctly. Zi Mo looked at Murong Chong, who was sleeping in a daze, and couldn't feel angry. He tossed and turned, anxious and endured, and came to him in the middle of the night, this person was actually sleepy-eyed and looked like he was sleepy, and he was really depressed.

opened the door, and Murong Chong pulled Zimo in.

"Dressed in black and masked, Chang Gong seems to have behaved like this last time he saw me." Thinking of the glimpse on the Shakya Relic Pagoda in Luoyang, he was amazed and resolute, and Murong Chong became upset. Chang Gong, who is dressed in black, is more like a demon who quietly appears in the dark night of the deep dew.

Unconsciously gathered his arms and locked Chang Gong in his arms, and Murong's kiss was ironing at a loss. Zimo wanted to push him away, but he seemed to be reluctant, so his lips and tongue were entangled, and his nose couldn't help but be warm and intoxicated.

Both of them were immersed in it, and they were out of control, and Murong Chong's movements became more and more unruly, Zi Mo realized that his eyes widened, and he hurriedly used his strength to break free from this dangerous situation from which he would be unable to extricate himself if he was not careful.

Murong Chong was pushed away a few steps away, looking at Changgong blankly, another layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and Qi Qiran complained: "Gao Changgong, do you have a new love again?!" ”

In a word, Zi Mo, who had just gasped for breath, almost didn't let out a roar and scolded the demon man for being bloody.