After Li Kun, Marquis of Shanyang, carried it down, the royal family banquet continued.

In the end, the atmosphere has changed, and Rao is that many clan relatives are trying to enliven the scene, but it is still difficult to restore the atmosphere that has been strange.

It's not that there are too many people who are unhappy with Li Kun and Li Jingrong's father and son, but it is the clan relatives in the seat, and everyone in the entourage is very dissatisfied with the local royal clan in Chang'an, thinking that they are colluding, and deliberately sought this occasion to embarrass Quan Ce.

Princess Anle's performance is the most obvious.

The clan relatives who were the first to jump out and bring the topic into a fork in the road were deliberately targeted by her, the two were very different in identity, and many clan relatives coaxed Li Bao'er to help him, and after three or two blows, the clan relatives drank too much, talked a few words, and then opened their mouths, fell into the trap reserved by Li Bao'er, and fell into the mouth of resentment and slander against the court.

After the words came out, he reacted, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy, banging.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and the Empress Wu was silent.

Shangguan Wan'er came forward to resolve it, and used a seemingly childish way that left all parties speechless to decide the guilt of this clan relative.

Put a plate of almond steamed buns in front of the weighing, let him reach out to grab it, if the singular number is caught, then the Zongzheng Temple admonishes, exempt from accountability, if the even number is caught, then the sect will be expelled, and the Chang'an Prison will be punished.

The eyes of countless people were focused on the small hands of the trade-offs.

Empress Wu also seemed to be interested, personally holding his little arm and coaxing him to grab a handful on the plate.

Shangguan Wan'er held his little hand, stretching out his green jade fingers, counting points one by one.

The clan relatives in the hall all opened their eyes wide, staring at their two hands without blinking, and nervously counted with them.

Of course, the royal family is always, and the most indispensable thing is all kinds of quirks, with that obscene color embryo, taking the opportunity to appreciate Shangguan Zhaorong's jade hands and Hao's wrists at a glance.

It must be said that the inferior roots of people have always been the same, although Shangguan Wan'er's clothes are not like those of the Empress Wu, almost half of her upper body is exposed, but her placket is also a lotus flower, her breasts are half hidden, and the incense groove is deeply exposed.

There is a very high realm, just looking at it like this for a moment, you can tremble.

“…… Twelve, thirteen...... Fourteen" Shangguan Wan'er's fingers pecked lightly on the palm of the hand, and her red lips spit out fragrant wind, making him giggle.

In stark contrast, there is a gust of wind in the hall.

Fourteen, since ancient times, has not been an auspicious number.

"Providence, God is warning you through my Lantian Hou"

Empress Wu stood up with his sleeves brushed up, and his voice was also cold, "They are all clan relatives, they are connected by blood, and they should work together to calm the world, even if they are incompetent to maintain their positive karma and unable to work hard, they should not talk about people behind their backs, and they will talk about people's rights and wrongs in vain, and add chaos in vain"

"Quan policy, my humerus and arms, what I say and do, I am deeply hopeful, I am like the sea, I am by no means a jealous and jealous king, and then there is a vain emperor's heart, twists and turns, indiscriminate accusations, and weaves into the ......"

"The present is the end"

"Take him down, confuse the government, slander and punish him"

The sleeves of the martial queen's robe waved lightly, and a thousand cows in the hall had already dragged the sect relatives down.

Blaspheming the monarch and disorderly government are both capital crimes.

The man was already stupid, confused, and didn't say a word, he would never have thought that Li Kun would take his life when he was on an errand to fight the front station.

The cold wind in the hall was as cold as a gust, and the relatives and nobles of the clan were all buried in their chests, and they did not dare to look up.

"Today, that's all, let's disperse"

Before the time came, the family banquet was declared to be over.

Many clansmen came out and performed a show of all beings.

The clan relatives who came to follow the gods, shook their heads and tails, their spirits were vivid, and they felt that their power and policy had increased their prestige, and they must drink a few more cups in the evening to celebrate.

However, the local clansmen in Chang'an are all looking at each other, trembling, and worried.

Speaking of which, they also blame themselves, they have been in the opposition for a long time, and the division of forces between the DPRK and China is no longer clear, and they don't understand the direction of the government, so they just hold the old antique thoughts such as prosperity and decline, and high merit covers the master, and they plan to take the opportunity to give Quan Ce a dismount, earn a performance in front of the Empress Wu, and ask for justice for the Marquis of Shanyang by the way.

However, Empress Wu's performance at the banquet gave them a blow to the head.

They have kicked the iron plate, and the position of the power policy is still solid, and some of them will survive in the days to come.

The eyes of the Chang'an clan relatives flickered, and many people had already begun to calculate, they should take advantage of the seizure of Quan Xiangye, and take advantage of the seizure of the princess Yiyang in Shanglinfang to walk around and take out their own house first.

It's easy for our royal family to produce a transcendent and holy talent, how can there be that red-eyed person who wants to be abused?

Phew, not the son of man.

Thinking of this, the faces of the sects in Chang'an were rippling, and they looked at each other again, becoming more vigilant.

In the future, it will be friend or foe.

Li Bao'er snuggled in the arms of her aunt, Princess Yiyang, and her red and glamorous little mouth pouted, "Hmph, rabble"

Fengmu turned around a few times, and made up his mind to teach the hillbillies in Chang'an unforgettable lesson.

"Our family is wrapped, like a flower, and it is becoming more and more delicate, Hugh said that the first beauty of the royal family is the first beauty in the world, and I don't know which family will go cheaper in the future" Princess Yiyang didn't know her black thoughts, patted her hands, and joked with admiration.

"Auntie......" Li Bao'er snorted coquettishly, buried her cheeks in the neck socket of Princess Yiyang, twisted her slender waist and stomped her feet, and was shy.

provoked Princess Yiyang to laugh.

Li Bao'er bit her lip, Xia Fei's cheeks, but not because of shyness, but because of awkwardness, with her temperament, it is really difficult to be such a child.

Her aunt, where did she know that the son who carried the first beauty of the royal family to the couch was her own son.

Nine Dragons Hall.

Wu Houwei sat behind the imperial case, and the tea was fragrant in front of him.

Princess Taiping and Quan Ce sat side by side on opposite knees, on opposite sides.

Shangguan Wan'er knelt behind the back of the martial arts.

On the case, there are two documents, one is the Xisaijie report, and the other is the joint signature of the ministers left behind in the divine capital.

Empress Wu read the good news first, and Xu was also attracted by the ups and downs of the battle situation, and his breathing was a little short.

closed the military newspaper and silently remembered it for a long time.

"Chongjian, how old are you?" Empress Wu asked softly.

Princess Taiping bowed slightly, "Mother Emperor, Chongjian is a daughter and a young son, and she will be thirteen years old when she turns the New Year."

Empress Wu took a deep breath and turned her head to look at Quan Ce, something shining in her eyes.

"You, you, you are bold, and you indulge them, fortunately, they have not failed you, they are all good sons of me"

"Your Majesty is wise, your descendants are naturally outstanding, and the ministers dare not take credit" Quan Ce thanked him, and the pride on his face could not be concealed.

The princess Taiping opposite him was full of water, and the heat in her eyes wrapped him thickly.

Empress Wu closed in her eyes, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and interrupted, "Quan Ce, arrange it, send Xisai Dajie Ming to the world, and announce it to the Quartet.

"Obey the order" and respond to orders.

Empress Wu turned her head and looked at the other note, her face solemn.