The smoke and snow haze choked the throat of the sky, and the strange realm, the incense and the smoke outside the hall formed an unbelievable bleakness.

The distance between honor and disgrace and life and death is just like the long shadow of the Lantern Palace, long, extending forward, as if it is about to rush into the night, and dissolve into a blur with the night.

"Hahaha...... My heart is like a rock, how can I be shaken by the three cups and two glasses of the werewolf? My body is like heaven and earth, if the werewolf wants to cut off my long arm, the sky will fall! The earth will fall! At that time, how can there be a place for werewolves? Hahaha......"

"Raise your head three feet, the sky will be dark, otherwise it will be extremely Tailai. In the astrological year, the astrolabe circulates, the destiny of heaven arrives, the jade disk is full and cracked, and the sick planet will appear. ”

"At that time, how long can werewolves run rampant? And when thousands of troops and horses are surging, I will be the enemy and hold a sword! Kill the wolf! Dig its bones! Dig out their hearts! Chop up the meat! Bloody! Sacrifice me again to Lisang Mingjun for thousands of generations, and comfort me again for thousands of Li Sang's souls! ”

Raising his head and raising his hands to talk and laugh, the words are like thunder, moving a storm and flying sand.

There is an endless curse hidden in the nonsense, listening to Situ Yun's words, his consciousness is like thunder, Mo Canghuang gasped tremblingly, his face was full of hatred, he was in a high position, he felt that half of his body was cold and piercing, and his fingers trembled and pointed directly at Situ Yun, the old madman.

In bursts of violent laughter, he called people again and again: "Quick! Fast! Drag him out and execute him instantly! ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the important ministers under the long seat changed, and the pillars of the country were about to fall, but they could only lead their necks to be killed!

Tonight is destined to be a dead end, no one will be able to escape, and if so, who will save them?

"Wait!" Between the lightning and flint, Mo Cang stood up without a trace, and bent down with cold eyebrows and angry eyes: "God blesses, the Son of Heaven has ordered a temporary pardon for the enemy, and I am afraid it is inappropriate to see blood at this time!" Please think twice before you act! "Knowing that tonight is already walking on thin ice, it will definitely be unfavorable for him to have another situation at this time, but if he wants to waste his life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sleep and eat.

"Hinder the will of God first, protect the enemy behind! ...... Prince, you really should think twice! ”

There are fierce tigers rampant in front, and there are naturally vicious wolves in the back, and the gloomy face is sitting in the seat peacefully.

The two words fought like an ice pick, and they were sharp, but they were shattered in an instant.

Emperor Mocang no longer looked at him, the majesty was like the water of the river surging endlessly, the king was indeed a king, carried by the sky, one person above and below ten thousand people, one eye can punish people's hearts, and one word can kill ten thousand people.

Fighting with the real dragon is against the sky.

However, he was determined to challenge the monarch tonight, gritting his teeth and admonishing the palace: "Please ask my emperor three"

"Bang dang!"

Before the words fell, I only heard a loud bang behind me, like two golden bells hanging and shaking in the air suddenly collided, and they were about to penetrate people's hearts.

Mo Cang turned his head suddenly, his expression changed in shock, and he only felt creepy. Immediately after, there was a burst of exclamations and screams.

Bright and dazzling lines of blood slid down his forehead, staining the golden pillars of heaven, the gray beard, and the miserable eyes.

Before Fengren could carry out the order of summary execution, Situ Yun, the Taishi of Li Sang, was martyred and died by hitting the pillar.

The pitch-black brocade robe was drenched in sweat and wrinkled by both hands under the seat. Ji Qingyun in the seat never looked back, everything that happened a second before behind him had already been repeated in his mind two hours ago.

Two hours ago, the court and other Li Sang officials suddenly received a secret decree from Emperor Mocang, the content of the holy decree was unknown, held hostage by the wind people, Ji Qingyun got into the wind people's carriage, and after getting off the car, his eyes were blindfolded, and finally he was invited to a dark hall guarded by heavy soldiers like everyone else.

In terms of strategy and power, these civil officials who have no power to force are naturally no match for the scheming Mocang Emperor. By the time everyone reacted that the matter might be related to tonight's banquet, they had no countermeasures. It's not so much that he came after receiving the order, but that he was secretly transported from the secret passage by the wind man.

The whereabouts of a group of people are unknown, and the Wind People have surrounded this dark temple. In this way, the news from the outside can't come in, and the news from the inside can't be released, and everyone can only respond to the changes with no change.

Ji Qingyun is a third-grade official in the court, the official is still a scholar, and the Taishi Situ Yun is the head of the three grades in the court, both of them are the ministers of the monarch of Lisang, serving for three years, although the age of the two is very different, but the political ambition can be described as like-minded, and the two of them also cooperate well in the court.

Situ Yun was proficient in arithmetic and divination from a reckless time, and in his early years, the folk also spread his reputation as a half-immortal. Now, he is approaching his old age, and the art of astrological divination can also be channeled, and he often sighs that he can glimpse such things as the variable of fate that ordinary people cannot know, but because the culture of Li Sang Buddha is quite prosperous, most of the people in the court, including the monarch of Li Sang, do not listen to such words, so some people often ridicule him for the more confused he lives, the older he gets, the more crazy he becomes, but he thinks of his highly respected status, and these people treat him politely with the monarch of Li Sang.

However, Ji Qingyun was quite interested in this. Due to the influence of his family, Ji Qingyun has not believed in gods, Buddhas, or such things as numbers since he was a child, but every time he heard Situ Yun talk about things like astrophism, he was very interested, but he did not study it in depth, and only listened to it superficially, so he had the right to chat for comfort.

The words that Situ Yun said before he crashed into the pillar and died, he told Ji Qingyun when the Lisang court was reduced to the Mocang court, and at that time, Ji Qingyun only regarded it as hatred and curse for werewolves. Now he said it again, and it only showed that he had expected tonight's events. In his words, it can also be said that he has already glimpsed his fate.

Therefore, when everyone was deep in the tiger's den in Longtan, Situ Yun secretly said to Ji Qingyun that he would choose to die by hitting the pillar tonight. When Ji Qingyun heard this, he repeatedly advised him to give up this decision, but he insisted on doing so.

The entire court was subject to the wind people, and the ministers were panicked, like duckweed swaying. How could Situ Yun not know this? At this time, it is often a matter of looking at the movement of the backbone. Tonight's banquet is also a big test, he knows that only by his own will to die can he stabilize the hearts of everyone and Li Sang's heart.

Everyone said that he was the only one who could represent the hearts of thousands of people, but as everyone knows, the entire court is the backbone of Li Sang and the representative of all the people. Only by firmly stabilizing the imperial court can Li Sang not fall, the wolf's ambition and treacherous plan to seek heaven will not succeed, and Li Sang will have room to turn around.

Having worked with Situ Yun for many years, Ji Qingyun knew what he meant, but of course he couldn't bear to watch Situ Yun bury his life.

At this moment, his heart is like a knife. Things happen as scheduled, and it's too late to sigh.

The sound of string music has long stopped, and all the enmity slaves are kneeling in the hall, only the thousand-faced glass is constantly changing, and the light of the Buddha is dazzling. The Buddha is kind and kind-eyed, or meditating and listening to Zen, or smiling, or leaning over and leaning over his ears, they are all surrounded by Buddha light, and the world says that it is the Ten Thousand Buddhas, so they are worshiped and worshiped by the world, but they are always silent, and their faces reveal endless compassion.

The corpse was quickly cleaned up, and Emperor Mo Cang gave an order, and the orchestral drum sounded again in the bitterness of hardship.

"Sanpin Yushi Doctor, Qin Xiao, Qin Doctor, please!" Qiu Neiguan then moved to Qin Xiao's seat, held up the ice flames, and gave wine with a smile.

A violent cough suddenly alarmed people's hearts, "Enlighten the father, the son is unwell, and he will retire first." Dragging a thick brocade robe, Mo Cang Wuxian withdrew from his seat, and said lightly in a hoarse throat. There is a face under the golden mask

A little pale.

The ninth-level auspicious platform first made signs of illness, and then waited for an opportunity to retreat in the Blazing Cloud Palace. This is a plan negotiated in advance by the officials of the East Palace. Those useless exhortations should not have existed, but they were still done without a trace, and the facts have once again proved that stubborn resistance is useless in the end. The death of a generation of patriarchs undoubtedly made him completely chill his father.

"......" Emperor Mocang hesitated for a moment, and the anger on his face was replaced by worry, "Since Zhen'er is unwell, let's go back to the East Palace for the time being!" Come and send the prince back to the East Palace. ”

......

Retracting his distant gaze, he didn't dare to hesitate, but Qin Xiao trembled but did not lose his manners and took the oncoming golden cup, squeezed out an extremely respectful smile on his dark skin, and bent his eyebrows and replied again and again: "Thank you, father-in-law, thank you, father-in-law......" The original timidity in his heart was suddenly replaced by excitement, and in an instant, the flame and ice were drunk by him.

The flame ice is the most cold and fierce wine, after the wine into the belly, the internal organs are half cold and piercing, half of the flame surging, this feeling, for the wind people that is simply fluttering, extremely happy, but for those ordinary people who are not used to drinking, it is simply a kind of torture, like drinking a donkey.

However, Qin Xiao drank too quickly, and the taste in his heart was probably only known to him.

"How? Doctor Qin, how does the flame and ice of my Mocang country taste like? Qiu Neiguan straightened the dust in his hand, a flattering smile appeared in his eyebrows, and the wrinkles under his nose also drooped, and he asked lightly at the guest.

That Qin Xiao's already dull complexion was even more gloomy at the moment, which made people look a little scared. He tried his best to restrain his trembling body, and the smile that pretended to be satisfied was already perverted at the moment, and his whole face was ugly: "Good... Wine..... Good wine......"

The picture was too terrifying, afraid of seeing the blind old eyes, Qiu Neiguan secretly scoffed, swept away the floating dust and left quickly.

Finally, he walked to Ji Qingyun's seat, and after two rounds, the series of actions when giving wine was already in full swing at this moment. "Ministry of Shangshu, Ji Qingyun, Ji Shangshu, let's drink!"

Ji Qingyun glanced at the shining gold cup beside him that was being held high, there was no expression on his face, and his hesitation suddenly made the heartstrings of others tense again.

In the afterglow, Qin Xiao on the opposite side was still struggling. In this regard, he did not have the slightest sympathy or compassion. On the seat, if you want to talk about whose loyalty is the most hypocritical, it is undoubtedly Qin Xiao.

Relying on the background of the big family, Qin Xiao, who was an official to the imperial doctor, did a lot of things about the Lila faction on weekdays, and some officials in the DPRK and China followed him. In order to be like a fish in water for the rest of his life, he groveled, wagged his tail at the werewolf and begged for mercy, and did not hesitate to betray the military intelligence and exchange information with the werewolf.

These days, while doing these shameless things, Qin Xiao is secretly pretending to everyone to be indignant and forgetting to die. This kind of person, at this moment, has been revealed in his original form.

However, what Ji Qingyun didn't care about was here, what he really cared about was the ministers who followed Qin Xiao on weekdays. Their position was not firm in the first place, and after tonight, I am afraid that they will completely lose their position. Hopefully, the Taishi's feat can really wake them up!

After some thought, Ji Qingyun took the golden cup with only one hand, closed his eyes, and drank it all. The moment the flame ice flowed into his abdomen, the words that Situ Yun had told him in the Dark Temple surged back in his mind.

"No matter what happens tonight, just forget your position, obey the werewolves wholeheartedly, and gain their trust, so that you can have a position to speak of."

After drinking, he wiped the liquid remaining at the corner of his mouth, and then nodded lightly to Qiu Neiguan to show his sincerity.

Ji Qingyun's face was always plain, although the flame and ice were strong, they were always stronger than people's hearts.