At this moment, the desert was so isolated and helpless, and everyone's burning or sad eyes fell on him alone. And his father, like many others, waited quietly to see what he would decide.

Mo Cang drooped his eyes that were as cold as the night without a trace, and his heart was cold again. Mo Cang Wuji said to imitate the previous dynasty, I can't help but laugh when I hear it, everyone says that history can be used as a mirror to correct the dynasty, but if you learn those inhumane practices, then this bronze mirror might as well be thrown to the ground and broken.

But this set of rhetoric, starting from the heart, will also rot in the heart. Because the answer is already clear, his father has always remained silent, which can only show that he has already acquiesced to the practice of indifference, since this is the case, then why should he bother to speak.

From this moment on, he was even more sure that everything was just a ploy of his father, he tried to break it, he tried to redeem it, and he was helpless to shackle it step by step. Even though he was in the East Palace, all the officials of the East Palace told the prince to act according to the plan tonight, but he still tried to resist stubbornly.

Only now, he finally understood that tonight, he couldn't fight.

In Mo Cang's cunning laughter, Mo Cang Wuji pinched the thousand-pound gold cup, looked at the scarlet liquor for a long time, the scarlet liquid swayed, under the transformation of thousands of glasses, the color became deeper and deeper, red with purple, purple with ink, it was like blood spurting out of the mouth after being poisoned, it made people feel disgusting. Suddenly, it quickly fell into his bitter throat.

Seeing that his white jade throat was sliding violently, he laughed out loud, and all the tense atmosphere was wiped out in this unpredictable laughter.

"Hahaha, good, good! It seems that the prince not only understands righteousness, but also knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! Beauty, what are you waiting for, hurry up to the bar, don't live up to the prince's favor. ”

The cloud sideburns and hairpins are still the same, but the face has changed. The maidservants bowed again and again, took their skirts in their hands, and got up to offer wine.

Emperor Mocang nodded meaningfully at the crown prince, his smooth eyes were extremely deep, quietly shining with a hint of luster, and he seemed to be very satisfied with the prince's performance.

"Beauty offers wine, everyone drinks!" The inner official stands in the hall and the eyebrows fly and dance again to convey the holy will, and the sound of the tail word is long and long, folded into the heart.

At this time, the sound of string music is more vigorous, the pipa is bleak and twisted, the most eye-catching, the huqin is rough and sharp so that it can suddenly roll up the wind and sand, mixed with it, the thirteen strings are overlapped, ringed around, and secretly flying.

The chief of the long banquet had already raised his glass frequently, but he remained silent since then.

The internal official stood aside with his hands in the floating dust, his eyes narrowed slightly, he saw that he was in a trance, his eyes moved slightly, but unexpectedly, he met the tiger eyes of the Mocang Emperor. In an instant, almost his soul was scattered, and he subconsciously squirmed his thin black and purple lips, and once again astringently declared: "Beauty... The beauty offers wine, and the guests drink! ”

His life hung by a thread, but he was indifferent, and when he was on his back, he was so anxious that he swept away the dust, and urged those enemies who had not yet raised their glasses like thunder: "Drink! Drink it! ”

At the end of the banquet, several Li Sang officials frowned faintly, their eyes were erratic, and the hand on the wine glass never dared to lift it, and their uncontrollable legs trembled violently with their heartbeats.

Among them, some people are waiting for the action of the backbone, such people, in their hearts, all think that one person moves, it is called treason, and if everyone moves, then it is not called treason, in short, there is a difference in degree.

And some people have always sat in their seats with cross-eyebrows, they are different from the former, the former has persevered to this day, seeking peace of mind, while they do not have a heart at all. Therefore, so far, they have not moved, and they do not eat the food that comes from them. This kind of person, from the moment he stepped into the Blazing Cloud Palace, regarded himself as a corpse.

Emperor Mocang sits on top of it, and the scenery below is unobstructed, and the situation inside it is also well understood. His majestic face was full of mountains and rain, and he lightly put down his wine glass and glanced at Qiu Si, the personal official beside him.

Qiu Neiguan groveled, understood his meaning, paused slightly, and then walked away, his fast steps caused the mattress to swing sharply, first stopped next to the seat of Situ Yun, the imperial master of Li Sangdang, and then, with one hand, he lifted the crimson sleeve of his shirt, took the flame ice that had been filled on Situ Yun's seat, and secretly took a step back, and quietly, the posture of holding the cup had changed.

"The prince's banquet, my emperor gives wine, the prince will drink this blessing of His Royal Highness the prince!" The wine glass in his hand was respectfully pushed in front of Situ Yun, and his voice was sharp and delicate, like a colorful butterfly.

Due to the angle, the internal officer can only peek at his snow sideburns and long hair. Although he can't see his entire appearance clearly, he knows the name Situ Yun.

Situ Yun, an official of Li Sang's three products, is the head of the three products. Born in a famous family, generations of eunuchs, its ancestors are the Xianbei Tuoba clan, the Qin Dynasty royal family branch, and later changed the surname to Situ. Under the background of three generations of officials, there is also his misfortune, he lost his parents at a young age, and his family was burned down due to an accident.

When he was twelve years old, the traitorous ministers misled the country, and the thirteenth prince, King Chang, the deceased Emperor Li Sang, was degraded again and again, almost reduced to a commoner, but Situ Yun got a glimpse of his destiny and was in the same boat with him.

At the age of fifteen, the Nanban invaded, Li Sang overturned, and with the encouragement and help of Situ Yun, Li Sang was able to seize the opportunity to exterminate the Nanban, punish the traitors, and finally win the world.

Therefore, with the reputation of the founder of the country, Situ Yunguan to the third grade, sixty years of spring and autumn, the position of the Taishi is as solid as a rock, and has never been shaken in the past 60 years.

In the face of such a highly respected person, both Emperor Mocang and Qiu Neiguan respected it from the bottom of their hearts. Because of such a weighty name, this cup of imperial wine, Situ Yun is destined to drink it.

Qiu Neiguan's eyes were bright, his face was silent, and the golden cup in his hand was pushed again and again. The scarlet liquid stirred in the golden cup, and the coolness in the cup spread from the cup to his internal organs.

Outside the vermilion window, the snow shadow is like a waterfall, although the orchestra is prosperous, but you can faintly hear the sound of heavy snow blocks hitting the glass window in a disorderly manner, which shows that the Futu Palace at this time is estimated to have been forcibly shackled by the pouring snow.

In the face of such a cold situation, no one dared to speak at the long banquet, but in those places where the Mocang Emperor could not see, the pot had already exploded, and all kinds of speculations and whispers were boiling.

"Why doesn't he drink it yet?" The blue-robed envoy in the northwest corner turned his head to explore the battle situation in the distance, and through the curtain of beads, although the faces on the long banquet were not very clear, they could be estimated according to the conventional order of respect and inferiority.

The first column of the banquet, the first five columns are the Mocang royal family, and then the important officials of Li Sang begin, the head of the officials, is the Taishi Situ Yun, Situ Yun is sitting on the person who is the three-grade imperial historian Qin Xiao, and the person next to him is Ji Qingyun, the secretary of the ministry.

Qiu Neiguan's posture of offering wine was still deadlocked, but he never saw Taishi Situ Yunshi turn back, and it seemed that he was not going to take this glass of wine.

"Who doesn't know that Situ Yun is the founder of Li Sang, he has been loyal to the monarch and patriotic all his life, how can he be easily shaken? If he really drank this cup of wine, the other officials should follow him, so it would be equivalent to telling the world that Li Sang was willing to submit to Mocang from now on! ”

In order to prevent people from discovering and criticizing the banquet, the purple-robed envoy pinched the wine glass in his hand and made a fake drinking motion, half of his face was covered by his sleeves and wine glasses, leaving only a pair of delicate eyes fluttering in the distance.

"But isn't this Lisan already a world of deserts? Why did the Mocang monarch have to give this cup of wine! It's good now, the banquet that should be festive has become a battlefield of open and secret fighting, huh......" The blue-robed envoy pouted and shook his head, his face full of sadness and helplessness.

"Since ancient times, those who have won the hearts of the people have won the world, although the Mocang monarch has taken the sky by force

Down, but thousands of Lisang people will never bow their heads and surrender, there are many people who rise up, and the sun and the moon are endless, although the killing and violence can control the riots for a while, but it is difficult to determine the outcome in the end, such a precarious world, how can the dragon chair of the Mocang monarch sit safely? If you can win the loyalty of Situ Yun and Li Sang, you can stabilize the dynasty and the people. After a long time, the Mocang monarch has truly become the new monarch of Li Sang! ”

After that, the purple-robed envoy drank all the wine in the cup, and then stretched his body to approach the green-robed envoy, ready to lift the wine. "I told you a long time ago that this banquet is not simple, and you complained that you couldn't have a long banquet, so you should be glad about it! Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, this is the truth. ”

The green robe made the minister sleep, obviously a little sullen when he heard it, in the midst of this vast beauty, everyone looked radiant, but he was like a dream, like a frosted eggplant.

Looking back on every step he had gone through, it was as if he had gone through a long life.

The wind and dust servants resigned from their homeland, traveled thousands of miles to Lisang, and entered Qinhuai with majesty, which should have been a good time like a dream, who knows, the nine-story auspicious stage lost its soul, and in the blazing cloud hall of the Futu Palace, it changed from a long banquet to a cold and deserted prisoner.

"Heh, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, don't talk to me about anything here, although you are proficient in the political situation, you also know how to protect yourself. But in the end, you are not like me, ignorant and ignorant, you and I are like the two worms in the spring. ”

At this moment, he was already disheartened and extremely disappointed, looking at flowers is not flowers, and jade is not jade.

After answering questions and mentioning the face, it was actually humiliated by the door? The purple-robed envoy wanted to carry a pot to pour wine for him, but he was obviously no longer interested at the moment, but looking at the self-deprecating look on his face, he couldn't help suppressing the indignation in his heart, and said solemnly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Hahaha, we are all pretenses, all of them are pretenses invited by the Mocang Monarch, hahaha......"

Hearing this uninhibited laughter, the purple-robed envoy was frightened, and the laughter was like a death alarm ringing! There are already two heavens of ice and fire in the hall, and everyone is holding their breath and not daring to make a mistake, this laughter will kill people!

The strings are better than nothing, and the growing laughter tears through the momentum.

"Wow!"

The moment the golden cup fell, the moment it landed, the golden light swept over the human face, like a lightning bolt splitting out of the sky, followed by the piercing rolling thunder, and the whole banquet was no longer steam, but layers of black clouds.

This more sobering voice overshadowed the fading laughter, the blue-robed envoy woke up like a dream, and the purple-robed envoy was like everyone else, his whole body froze, and his eyes were quietly gloomy.

Situ Yun withdrew his fluttering long sleeves and sat upright, his silent cold lips locked the blood full of blood, and the momentum of the people was gathered in the scorching gaze, at this moment, the gaze was more dazzling and dazzling than the light of the Buddha of Vientiane.

Emperor Mocang took the case when he landed, and the majesty of the king of the world shocked others, and the rolling dragon robe pushed horizontally with one hand, like a long sword, approaching Situ Yun. "Presumptuous!"

Qiu Neiguan is his personal internal official, and the wine offered by Qiu Neiguan is equivalent to his condescending and noble personal offering of wine. This was a great honor, but this great honor turned into a pair of piles of waste liquid in an instant. Even though he respected Situ Yun, looked at Situ Yun highly, and accommodated Situ Yun, but Situ Yun's move was undoubtedly slapping him in the face, slapping the prince's face, and slapping the entire Mocang face!

It's already an endgame, how can he let him be presumptuous again? Abandoning wine has already shown its meaning, since it is a waste of chess, then it will be wasted to the end!

"Someone, cut off the hand that knocked him over the golden cup!"

The power of the prairie made the other Li Sang officials sitting in the seat dumbfounded, and they were carrying cold and piercing golden cups one by one, and they were already frightened at this moment. The tiny shot glass was between two fingers, shaking.

As everyone knows, this is just the beginning.