In Luoyang Yongfengli, in the most exquisite Taihu Lake stone box, the banquet was carried out as usual, with a few more guests, Wu Yanxiu and Song Zhiwen were invited by Wu Youji, and Fu Rui sat beside Quan Ce, carefully served, and meticulous.

The singers and dancers in the field performed hard, tossing and turning, full of heat, but the interaction of the guests can be called cold, how did Ren Wuyou and the couple mobilize the atmosphere, talking and laughing, but Wu Yanxiu and Quan Ce's old accounts have not disappeared, and new feuds have been added, Cui Rong and Song Zhiwen have been grudging for a long time, and they don't care about each other.

After three rounds of drinking, Wu Youji and his wife gave up their efforts to reconcile in the middle, but fortunately, this kind of scene is not uncommon, the two of them take care of one side, and the banquet seems to be happy.

During the banquet, Mrs. Wu asked about Quan Ce's plan and how to place Fleur, everyone was quite curious about this, and they stopped throwing cups and spoons, and Fleur herself was even more nervous and pinched the corner of her clothes.

Quan Ce pondered for a moment and replied very seriously, "The love in the world, the good one is really complicated, and the end is widowed, and the reason for it is that because of getting along for a long time, resentment is rampant, or because of some shortcomings, the spirit is difficult to peace, and the way to resolve it is to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and each has to be at ease in his heart" Everyone was stunned, and Fu Hui's face turned pale.

The conversation changed, "Uncle Shi and Aunt are deeply in love, envious of others, the little nephew is not talented, I am willing to try to emulate, I don't want to make Hibiscus a canary in a cage, I hope she has something to do, and I hope that one day, I can be proud of her"

When the words landed, Fleur slammed into his back, clasped his hands in front of him, hugging him so much that it was almost difficult to breathe, Wu Youji laughed with his palms, raised his glass and invited him to drink, "Da Lang won my heart, a real great man, he should seek a world for his love, come and come, everyone, full of drink, full of drink"

Wu Yanxiu pouted and was unconvinced, because of the presence of her aunt, she couldn't say anything, so she drank with her head bored.

Mrs. Wu left the table, sat next to Quan Ce, and gently stroked Fu Hui's back, "You are a blessed one, Da Lang is similar to his uncle, it seems that he thinks about the woman's family, but in fact, he is reluctant to shirk responsibility, you have to have your own opinions."

"The slave has nothing else to do, he can only sing and dance, and his knowledge is limited to hooking the fence and painting the boat, for fear that it will damage Lang Jun's face" Fu Rui was ashamed, let go of her hands, and was a little annoyed.

Quan Ce disagreed, and cheekily pulled sponsorship, "As long as it is in accordance with the law, why not?" Auntie, my nephew is shy in my pocket, and I need your full support."

Mrs. Wu pulled him with her hand, "Go away, go away, I'll discuss it with Furao"

Quan Ce left the table with a wine glass, ran to squeeze with Cui Rong, Song Zhiwen raised his glass and invited him to drink together, deliberately ignoring Cui Rong, Quan Ce was helpless, first drank a glass with him, and then turned back to pay tribute to Cui Rong, and it was uncomfortable to be caught in the middle.

Wu Yanxiu was extremely unaccustomed to the atmosphere here, and his patience reached the limit, and he picked up his wine glass and drank three glasses in a row, "Uncle, my nephew has other important matters, so I won't accompany you tonight, everyone, take your leave" walked in front of Quan Ce, condescending, "Quan Ce, you won another game, you won't keep winning, I don't allow it"

The breath was grim, and he didn't even care about Wu Youji's face, and strode away, squeaking on the wooden floor.

Wu Youji's eyes were faint, he rubbed his fingers, and put on a smile again, "Madam, how have you discussed, if it is appropriate, how about I refer to it?" A long illness becomes a good doctor, I am always more familiar with this matter than you."

"I also have some ideas," Quan Ce thinks that similar industries in later generations can be appropriately used for reference.

So, everyone turned to gossip about the opening of the hook column, Cui Rong and Song Zhiwen also forgot about the mustard for the time being, and participated in the grand event, Song Zhiwen was a veteran of the eunuchs, and the children of Cui Rong's family were all wealthy people.

The moon was full in the sky, the banquet ended, Quan Ce went out first, and a little cold star shot head-on, but it was a flying knife, right in Quan Ce's abdomen, blood splashed, and he fell in a pool of blood.

"Lang Jun" Fu Yuan's mournful cry came far away in the middle of the night.

The good story of Quan Zuoshi's return to the beauty has not yet been spread, and it has become a hot word by word of mouth.

Quan Ce was seriously injured in the assassination, although it was not fatal, he had to stay in bed for half a month, and he could not serve in front of the emperor.

Princess Gao'an, who had already set off to return to Chang'an, heard the news and returned to Luoyang to visit, and Xue Huaiyi, Duke of Liang, Wei Yuanzhong, and General Qianniuwei Zheng Zheng came one after another.

Cui Rong, a scholar from Hanlin, wrote a letter to impeach Wu Yanxiu, with fierce rhetoric, claiming that he was insidious, and he would be revenged, and he used swords and soldiers in the imperial capital in vain, which was a loss of human body.

Cui Rong's friend Xiuwen Pavilion straight bachelor Du Xianyan, Li Qiao echoed the matter, Wu Chenghei and his son made a big move, and there were many people who secretly worked hard, which set off a lot of waves in the court.

In the family of Quan Ce, Fleur was in a pitiful situation, Princess Yiyang was angry with her, and she was not allowed to serve closely, and the steward of the Weiming Courtyard Quan Xiang arranged a place for her to live, and all the applications were reduced according to the standard of Quan Ce, and she was not slack, but the servants in the courtyard were all estranged from her, and Furao felt sorry for herself and was claustrophobic.

Or Wu Youji and his wife came to visit, Mrs. Wu didn't see Fleur, asked her, only to know the inside story, took the initiative to go to her to talk, but saw Fleur like a withered flower, looking worried, yellow and thin, white clothes on her body, Mrs. Wu hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand, "Why is this?" ”

Fleur hurriedly took her hand away, her voice was hoarse, and tears rained down, "The slave is ominous, Ke Father and Mother, and now, Ke Lang Jun"

"Hugh is talking nonsense, you look at Dalang, but such a person? Will I blame you indiscriminately? He will be raised, and how can he be at ease when he sees you like this? Who are you in power for? Although Da Lang doesn't say much, what kind of intentions do you have to offend the powerful and plan the industry for you? But teach you to be in harmony with Da Lang Qinse, why care about gossip? Where are you doing this? People say that men are negative men, but I never thought about it, but I saw a negative woman" Mrs. Wu scolded angrily, slapped the bed again and again, and was extremely angry.

Fu Hui was beaten by the head, hurriedly softened, and begged Mrs. Wu to lead the way, to take care of Lang Jun, Mrs. Wu sighed, "You look like this, you should take care of yourself first, and then talk about anything else."

Fu Hui knew that she was acting inappropriately, and she was afraid that she had already fallen into the eyes of the Quan family, and she felt remorse in her heart.

Lijingmen, Hou Sizhi held the case file in his hand and smiled, "You have developed a skill, and you have not tracked the assassin's whereabouts, how can you dare to assert that this person has nothing to do with Wu Yanxiu?" ”

The black-clothed official was flustered, "Back to the main matter, the small inference, if it is sent by Wu Yanxiu, he will be anxious to know the result, and he will monitor the mansion over there for several days, and there will be no movement, therefore, therefore, the small one is sloppy, and the small one will be changed."

"You don't have to change it, the court is changed back and forth, you are not tired, the official is still tired for you" Hou Sizhi's smile became more and more obvious, "Eat things inside and outside, come to someone, drag them out, and beat them to death"

Taichu Palace, the Hall of Eternal Life, and the case of the Empress Wu, there are two secret volumes.

Plum blossom inner guard plays, "...... The assassin's whereabouts were not found, and his intentions were measured, not to kill people, but to hurt people...... There is nothing unusual about Wu Yanxiu's behavior, so the assassin should not be sent by Wu Yanxiu......"

"...... The assassin suddenly attacked, and he missed in the middle of the night, but he was still able to hit the key points of the power, which was obviously the work of the master...... The Lijingmen spy tracked down to no avail...... Wu Yanxiu's actions seem to be deliberate, so this matter should be related to his people......"

Soon, Shangguan Wan'er went to Princess Yiyang's mansion at night to deliver the decree, and Zhun Quan resigned from Julang, and served as a full-time bachelor of Hanlin, giving him 100,000 yuan of money, thousands of silk horses, and a cart of precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and snow lotus.

Wu Chengsi was summoned to the palace, and when he came back, his face was pale, and without saying a word, he ordered several strong men to press Wu Yanxiu down, apply family law, and beat him with forty sticks with his own hands.

Wu Yanxiu bared her teeth, she was in pain, her mouth was tightly closed, she swore silently, and scolded in her heart, "Raised by a son of a bitch, which cheap slave dares to frame Lao Tzu, don't let Lao Tzu find out, find out and kill your ancestors for eight generations"

Outside the door of Quan Ce's ward, the Jedi, as usual, sat on the ground to guard, and suddenly his nose itched and he sneezed loudly.