Biangong was fortunate that it was not destroyed in the war under the ravages of Hulu's iron cavalry, and was completely accepted by the Khitans. There is some misfortune, the palace of the Central Plains, Qionglou Yuyu, carved beams and paintings, together with the beauties and palace ladies raised in it, have all become the trophies of the Liao lord for his entertainment.

In the Chongyuan Palace, the warbler sings and swallows dances, the good sound is misty, and the aroma of fat powder permeates the surroundings, which is intoxicating. The scene here is much more warm and ambiguous than that of the Yan Palace, and the qualifications of the women are obviously better than the dancing girls in the Yan Palace. Shi Chonggui spent a lot of energy to collect the beauties, and the country was broken, all for Yerod to enjoy.

On the throne, a burly, heroic middle-aged man sat across, with a thick beard and long hair, combing his beard, but wearing a Hanfu dragon robe, looking nondescript. This person is naturally the first Emperor of Daliao, Yelu Deguang.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, he took a sip from time to time, admiring the beauty in the hall with a full face (obscene) light, and looked like he was not thinking about the north. At this time, Yelu Deguang did not look like a wise and martial monarch at all, and the flowers and rivers of the Central Plains really made him indulge in it. Since entering the Biangong Palace, Yelu Deguang has a small banquet on three days and a big banquet on five days, even if he has noticed that the Central Plains is not easy to sit on, it still hasn't changed much.

On the top of the imperial case, there were a bunch of documents at random, with bad news reported from all over the country and the words of advice from ministers, but looking at Yelu Deguang, he didn't care too much.

Under the Danqi, there are also a number of square seats, which are full of delicacies, and some Hu and Han civil and military are accompanied by them. Compared with the wanton laughter of those generals, several Wenchen looked much gloomy. However, one of the pale old ministers had a very calm face.

He was very old, his beard was gray, and there was a smell of "caution" all over his body, and he sat there quietly, not like other scholars who were depressed about the singing and dancing in the hall, and occasionally raised a glass to echo the action, just touching his mouth.

This old decay is named Feng Dao, a famous officialdom tumbler among the five generations, the Tang Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty, each generation must live in the three dukes, and the tired dynasty must be the general, and when he arrives at Yelu Deguang, he is still respected and trusted. After counting down, starting from Tang Zhuangzong Li Cunxuan, and then counting Yelu Deguang, Feng Dao has served the three dynasties and seven monarchs. The emperor took turns sitting, and he, the prime minister, didn't seem to move much......

"Xianggong, the people of the world are already surging, but in this palace city, there are songs and dances day and night, and the Liao lord still wants to have the Central Plains for a long time, isn't it a fool's dream?" On his side, the privy envoy Li Song shook his head slightly, sighed, lowered his voice very low, and complained, with a sense of inferiority in his tone.

Don't look at Feng Dao's age, this ear root is still sensitive, although there is a buzz in the hall, he obviously heard Li Song's words clearly. His eyelids were raised, and he glanced at Yelu Deguang, who was already sitting in his arms, and only replied in a low voice: "Li Gong said carefully!" ”

After that, his face was as usual, and the generals in the palace were also kind. Seeing Feng Dao's indifferent attitude, Li Song immediately swallowed the rest of the words in his throat, when it came to qi cultivation kung fu, there was still a gap between him and Feng Dao.

Feng Dao and Li Song, the prime ministers of the Later Jin Dynasty, although they were treated favorably by Yelu Deguang, they were still the targets of the oppression of the generals and ministers. In Xinliao, they belong to the fence, and they can only huddle together to keep warm and comfort each other on weekdays.

Like the two of them, the former prime minister of the dynasty, had a lot of money, and under Yelu Deguang's money order, he was also robbed of a lot of goods. In fact, among all the generals and ministers of the Later Jin Dynasty, only Du Chongwei and Li Shouzhen were not forcibly donated, or Yelu Deguang's special edict exempted, and none of the rest were spared.

By now, Yelu Deguang has not only lost the hearts of the people, but even these ministers of the Later Jin Dynasty who had already surrendered were also detached from morality and resentful. As for the Hanchen in this palace, except for Zhang Li, who has been in the Khitan for many years, I am afraid that there is no one who does not have a ghost in his heart.

Feng Dao's eyes were dizzy, and he looked harmless to humans and animals, but when he heard the joy in the palace, his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

As a tired dynasty zaifu, even Yelu Deguang admires his reputation and takes him as a guest, which is not something ordinary people can do. Wisdom and self-preservation are only performances, and their wisdom, ability and insight are the true foundation of their existence.

Feng Dao has long been over the age of sixteen, and he has long been an insight into the world after going through the sea in this troubled world. With the far-reaching vision, it can naturally be seen that the Khitan government is becoming more and more violent, the sea is boiling, and the Liao lord has no intention of changing his course, and he will not be able to have China for a long time.

At the same time, looking at Yelu Deguang's attitude these days, I am afraid that I have no intention of staying for a long time in my heart. The afterglow swept towards Yelu Deguang, who was laughing with the beauty on the throne, Feng Dao's brain couldn't help but move, and his old eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

An old fox like this would not fail to think about the way back. He is almost certain that if the Khitan returns to the north, he will definitely not let go of these Jin vassals, and it is certain that they will be coerced to the north......

He had been thinking about the method of getting out for some time, but he was a little helpless when he thought about it. After all, they are just literati, and they have no soldiers or generals under their command, so under the nose of General Hu Bingfan, where is it so easy.

"I don't know, can Liu Gong succeed? I guess it's okay......"

While Feng Dao was silently pondering, a eunuch walked into the palace in small steps, and when he came to the front of the palace, he lowered his eyebrows and said to Yelude: "Your Majesty, King Yan has arrived!" ”

"Oh, King Yan is here?" Yelu Deguang removed the hand that was caressing the jade buttocks, let go of the concubine of Biangong who was playing with him, and said with full anger: "Please go to the palace!" ”

Before long, Zhao Yanshou walked into the hall, and all the beautiful girls had a panoramic view, resisting the urge to take a few more looks, but his face was ruddy, but it was difficult to hide his drunkenness. In front of Yelu Deguang, Zhao Yanshou did not dare to show his resentment in private, and stepped forward to salute very respectfully.

"King Yan is exempt! Come and have a few drinks with me! Yelu Deguang glanced at Zhao Yanshou, his face flushed with red light, as if full of kindness, and greeted: "Come on, give me a seat!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The royal case gave the seat and food, at least on the surface, Yelu Deguang still favored Zhao Yanshou. After drinking a few glasses with Yelude, the wine came up, Zhao Yanshou looked at it boldly, and asked directly: "The minister is at home, and when he heard His Majesty's urgent call, he hurriedly entered the palace. I don't know what His Majesty called his ministers, what is the so-called? ”

Zhao Yanshou's question was a little rude, but Yelu Deguang was very generous, waved his hand, and stopped dancing and music for the time being. The hall was quiet, and the civil and military attendants couldn't help but look over.

With a soft sound of "pop", Yelu Deguang put down his wine glass and said to Zhao Yanshou: "The former rebel general in Shaanzhou killed my envoy, and also rejected my kindness. Liu Zhiyuan, the puppet emperor of Hedong, also made a move, and sent an army south to Luzhou, Geng Chongmei may not be able to resist it......"

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Hearing Yelu Deguang say this, Zhao Yanshou was a little excited in his heart. Could it be that he deliberately asked him to lead the troops and refuse to do so? Looking at Yelu Deguang with some expectation, Zhao Yanshou had even made a plan, once he took charge of the army again, he would not let go easily......

As if he saw Zhao Yanshou's thoughts, Yelu Deguang's face was slightly "divine light", and he said playfully: "For the enemy of Hedong, I have sent three ways to the festival, but I am still worried about the loss. Next, I want to crusade against Liu Zhiyuan with all my might, and I can't afford to take care of the dry ...... in Guanzhong."

Hearing this, Zhao Yanshou was about to take the initiative to ask for his life, so he heard Yelu Deguang's voice change: "I heard that Yuanfu, the son of King Yan, is very smart and has been by King Yan's side for many years. I want to use it as a festival envoy in the river, guard the imperial pass for me, and help defend Heyang. ”

"This ......" Zhao Yanshou was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yelu Deguang: "The dog is young, I'm afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility." ”

Zhao Yanshou's son Zhao Kuangzan, the character Yuanfu, is in his twenties. If he gave his son a temperance on weekdays, Zhao Yanshou would definitely kowtow and thank him. But now, Zhao Yanshou can understand in his heart that the piece of land in the river will not be peaceful. If the Hedong army went south, he might not take that road, and he didn't want his son to take the risk.

Yelu Deguang waved his hand: "Yuanfu is a young hero, you can do anything." I heard that the commander of the army in Luzhou, southeast of Hedong, was the son of Liu Zhiyuan, who was only seventeen years old. Motosuke, it's not like you're so small, right......"

Zhao Yanshou still had the heart to refuse, but in the face of Yelu Deguang's gradually cold gaze, he opened his mouth, and replied with a grudge: "Thank you." ”

"Good!" Yelu Deguang laughed: "Come, I salute King Yan for a cup!" ”

The dance started again, the music played again, but Zhao Yanshou's mood became even more depressed, and he once again deeply realized that he didn't seem to have so much use value for Yelu Deguang. swept towards those Hanchen in the hall, secretly snorting, like a dog that had fallen out of favor......