Nanmu Imperial City, located in the north of the central part of Huacheng, is a red wall towering, separating the people of Nanmu from the imperial royal sky.

In the Taihe Palace, Emperor Jinghe Qin Yun looked worried, and he didn't know how many steps he paced back and forth in front of the dragon, but there was no sign of stopping, dozens of eunuchs stood around, no one dared to take a breath, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing.

Emperor Nan Mujing and Emperor are eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist, his face is not as dark and ruddy as the ordinary people of Nanmu, but a hint of bronze in his white skin, his eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples, his nose is like a hanging gall, his lion mouth and tiger jaw, and his eyes open and close from time to time to shoot out a cold light.

At this moment, it is close to the evening unitary hour, and the sunset is wrapped in the remnants of the Dao Dao near the palace on the left, stubbornly penetrating the window lattice obstruction, and shining on the empty front hall of the Taihe Palace, quite a trace of powerlessness to resist the bitter silence of the law of rising in the east and setting in the west.

Emperor Jinghe's inner turmoil is beyond words, and there are too many changes in the palace and the opposition in one day, which makes this monarch who consciously controls the world's major affairs at all times like a dream, and he can't figure it out between the psychedelics.

Suddenly looking back, Emperor Jing He looked at a middle-aged eunuch standing with his head hanging not far from him, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, he couldn't understand how this cronies, who had served him since the time of the prince and had been intimate for more than ten years, turned out to be the initiator of this palace trouble.

As if sensing that Emperor Jinghe was glaring at him, the eunuch raised his head slightly and said lightly, "Shengshang, in the late autumn season, the weather turns cold, the slave maid asked Shangshan to prepare a good ginseng soup, and after a while, I also asked the Shengshang to drink it while it is hot, so as to nourish the body and lungs, replenish qi and drive away the cold." ”

This sentence of concern, which was the same as usual, sounded so cold and harsh in Qin Yun's ears at this time, like a threat or a sarcasm, Emperor Jing He couldn't help but feel mixed feelings in his heart, and even made him have the idea of being discouraged. The greatest sorrow of the emperor's family may not be the hatred of the country, but the widow and widow who are not even loyal and reliable in the world, although they are the sons of dragons.

The eunuch saw that Emperor Jinghe was silent, but just stared at him hatefully, so he lowered his head and stood solemnly, no longer speaking.

After a while, Qin Yun snorted coldly, and no longer moved around, he sat down on the dragon chair in a dejected manner, and what caught his eye was the wisp of green silk on the desk that fluttered gently with the breeze.

After noon, the series of accidents once again surged into the heart of Emperor Jinghe, lingering and extremely strange.

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Time rewinds, the original scene reappears, noon is approaching, Qin Yun gave a banquet, and Chen Guifei took the initiative to ask to take this opportunity to show a newly learned man dance.

To talk about this Nanmu place, the folk customs are simple and rough, and between the monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, the etiquette is far simpler than that of the Central Plains. It is normal for monarchs and ministers to accompany each other with wine, and it is not uncommon for them to sing and dance in the hall.

Qin Yun naturally would not refuse the proposal of the concubine Niangniang, who was very fond of his family, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, today's Xuantai Fu Duan Jingnan entered the palace for the purpose of inquiring about a military situation, and this matter had something to do with Chen Guifei.

According to Chen Guifei's pillow last night, a maid in her palace took leave the day before yesterday to see her father, but she heard that one of the rebels in the name of 'Qin Royal Family Qingjun Side' has recently attacked Dingyuan Mansion, and Dingyuan Mansion is the key place of Qingping Mansion, which borders the capital of Nanmu Huacheng, where Qingping Mansion is located!

This scared Emperor Jinghe, who was being crooked, into weakness, and immediately did not move, and then tossed and turned and couldn't sleep all night.

After Qin Yunsi thought about it, how could this news be very different from the military newspaper, Taifu's daily report was good news that the rebels had been blocked or defeated, and Chen Guifei and Duan Jingnan were both close and trusted people in their own family, and they had no intention of deceiving the saints, where was the flaw and distortion?

When Emperor Jinghe issued an edict, Ma Xun summoned the Taifu into the palace, and under the confrontation between the two sides, Chen Guifei gently and skillfully said three or two sentences, "The concubine misbelieved the rumors... Didn't people hear clearly... The slave family may mistake Dongping Mansion for Dingyuan Mansion...", and other coquettish and coquettish words, which exposed the contradictions between the two sides, and made the two big men of Jinghe Emperor and Taifu cry and laugh.

In the face of his favorite concubine, Qin Yun was reluctant to fight or scold, and Duan Jingnan, the prince of Qianguo, saw that this situation was not a big problem for the current affairs, and he couldn't ask the emperor to issue an order to clean up his wife, so he smiled bitterly.

Junchen River Crab, then gave the banquet in the palace, Chen Guifei danced in the palace to make amends, and the old lady borrowed the donkey from the slope, and did not mention nonsense.

If the matter ended here, it would have ended successfully, but Emperor Jinghe never imagined that under this dance, Concubine Ai died, Xinchen was imprisoned, and the court was in chaos.

After the five flavors of the dish, the wine was half-drunk, the concubine Niangniang danced lightly, only to see her waist and limbs spread, long sleeves fluttering lightly, moving lotus steps, peerless elegance, and the emperor looked at the scene and the emperor with joy, and Duan Taifu was stunned when he saw it.

This dance, the autumn mood in the heart palace fades, and it has the effect of 'facing the sea and spring flowers'.

After the singing and dancing, Chen Guifei personally came up to toast to Mrs. Duan, full of posture to give the Duan family face. This situation and this scene made Emperor Jinghe happy, his own ladies have such a mind, and their mood and eyes are so ingenious, which makes Qin Yun sigh secretly, if he has a wife, what more can he ask for!

Who would have expected that just this glass of wine would pay tribute to Nanmu's strange grievances through the ages.

The mother served the wine herself, Duan Jingnan of course hurriedly got up to greet her, and the old lady leaned down slightly, looking respectful and respectful.

Seeing that Duan Jingnan was so restrained, Chen Guifei opened her lips lightly, her teeth were slightly exposed, and she said softly, "Don't be polite to the Taifu, this time it was the palace that misbelieved the rumors, and it was difficult for the Taifu to come to make a special trip to present his feelings, which made the saint even more worried." I can't bear it in my heart, and now I borrow a glass of thin wine to pay tribute to Taifu, and I hope that Taifu will continue to support the pillars of Nanmu, and make every effort to help the saints, and I wish the Duan family a full house of wealth and glory! ”

Duan Jingnan heard Concubine Chen say this, and he already had no mustard in his heart, he was the master, no matter how rich and respected our Duan family was, it was just an emperor's slave, the other party was so condescending to teach, and he did enough courtesy, if he didn't have that bit of eyesight, and didn't put on a full posture of releasing his previous suspicions, it would be too much of a matter, and it would be in vain to live a long time.

Mrs. Duan's heart moved at will, the old waist bowed more and more sincerely, stretched out his hand to raise the wine glass, and said a routine politeness that was not nutritious, "Niangniang's words have tormented the old man, I dare not be ashamed..."

Next, there should have been a harmonious and happy music for the guests and hosts of the two sides, but they never thought that the plot would change abruptly, Chen Guifei suddenly leaned over and handed out the wine cup, and the two of them crossed arms and made a mistake when they danced with long sleeves.

When the vision appeared, it was said.

Looking at it from Duan Jingnan's side, Chen Guifei seemed to be bound by something under her feet, and staggered straight into her arms, which really shocked the old lady into a cold sweat, and almost became incontinent.

In ancient times, the emperor gave a banquet, and the monarchs and ministers all sat at separate tables, not like the scene where a large family of people sat around the round table, hooked shoulders and backs, and shouted when you spoke in dialect, at this moment, Chen Guifei was half sideways and half turned away from Emperor Jinghe, so in Qin Yun's eyes, it was another scene.

Looking at the emperor from the distance, the two should have raised their glasses and touched lightly, but why did Concubine Ai's arms and Taifu's arms overlap staggeredly, and the two glasses of wine were already handed to each other.

What is the situation? Don't you know that this is in the palace, in front of the Son of Heaven, the two of you are also closer!

Qin Yun, who didn't know what was going on, immediately sank, and a stream of sour water rushed directly from his stomach to his mouth and nose, almost not bringing out delicacies such as abalone and sea cucumber out of his stomach to play. Emperor Jinghe was so depressed in his heart, to put it mildly, if the two sides stretched out their arms and rubbed their faces, it would become a scene where you feed me, I will feed you.

Jinghe Emperor Qin Yun just took out some dry vinegar or something in his stomach, but the old man Duan Taifu even had the heart to jump off the building, isn't this Nima unlucky, now the concubine Niangniang swooped into her arms, my old Duan is helping, oh, no, is it to hug or not to hug?

Time freezes, and the bad luck of the old section begins!

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