In the Lin De Palace, the grand royal banquet has just begun, and hundreds of officials bow down to thank the emperor for his grace, and the eulogy is shocking.

"Everyone loves Qingqing! Today's festive season, no need to be polite, enjoy the table! Xuanzong Qingyue's voice echoed in the hall, and the sound shook the carved beams.

Li Linfu is already seventy years old, and it is said that life is rare in seventy years, and in ancient China, he was considered to have a long life. is old, his legs and feet are not very flexible, and he has been hit by Yang Guozhong Jiwen and others this year, Li Youxiang is even more old, although he has not knelt for a long time, he is really a little difficult to get up.

"Be careful." A big hand stretched out from under the flank and steadily picked Li Linfu up.

As soon as the familiar voice entered his ears, Li Linfu inevitably felt in a trance, and when he looked sideways, it was not true.

Yang Guozhong.

This popular minister is dressed up very dazzling today, a purple official uniform is ironed straight, and the color is completely new, presumably specially changed for today's spring hunting in the garden. The goldfish bag on his waist is shining gold, showing off the master's illustrious grade.

"There's Lord Lao Yang. The old man is old, and he is really not as terrible as the next life. Li Linfu lightly brushed Yang Guozhong's hand away and smiled calmly.

"Right please." Yang Guozhong bowed politely and invited Li Linfu to sit down first.

Li Linfu looked at the case at the head of the hundred officials, sighed slightly in his heart, and a trace of desolation came to his mind. At the moment, this case still belongs to him, but it won't be long before he has to change his name, Yang Guozhong has been staring at this case for a long, long time.

Looking back at the back, there is no shortage of high-ranking officials and officials in the three provinces, but there are very few who can really work with him, the prime minister, Yang Guozhong's minions have gradually infiltrated in, and some are his deputy, Yang Wang's newcomers who planned to report some time ago. These people seem to be innocent of any offense, but everyone is guarding a line, a line that neither he nor Yang Guozhong can cross.

His more than 20 years of scenery seems to have really come to an end.

Li Linfu sat down slowly, and looked up at An Lushan, who was sitting opposite. Once upon a time, this fat man of the Hu clan was also a sharp weapon firmly held in his hands, but now, he is becoming more and more unable to control him. In the past, he welcomed him into Beijing at Baqiao, and personally greeted him as the prime minister, although An Lushan was flattered and grateful, but at the subsequent private dinner, he was the one who showed all his noncommittal requests......

An Lushan didn't want to meet Li Linfu's gaze, such a banquet seemed really boring to him, far less pleasant than drinking with his cronies, but he couldn't hide from it, and it was not good to stare at the saint and the concubine in front of everyone's eyes, so he had to sweep his eyes around boringly.

As soon as I saw the end of the civil official case, I saw a thin and thin official secretly raising a glass to himself, and then drinking the wine in his cup.

When the man put down the wine glass, An Lushan saw who was toasting him - serving Shi Jiwen.

Thinking of Ji Wen's secret appointment last night, An Lushan smiled slightly, raised his glass to Ji Wen in the same concealment, and drank it slowly.

If you are not impressed by Geven's proposal, it must be false. If you believe what Gwin says, it is not true. What kind of person is Ji Wen, An Lushan still has a basic idea in his heart, and he can be called a cool official, but if he wants to be a prime minister, at least he is still almost.

However, no one can guess what the outcome of such a person will be, he may be ruined and die in one day, or he may ascend to heaven and power the world in one step, if nothing else, just because he has such great ambitions.

"Although Prime Minister Li Youxiang treats the public well, he refuses to lead the communist government; I have seen it for a long time, and I do not show it as an official. If the public recommends me as the prime minister, and I am in charge of the official position, then the right minister can be squeezed. ”

Although the right minister looks up to you, he will never nominate you to be the prime minister of the center; I have known and interacted with the right person for many years, and I have not seen him introduce me as a confidant and promote me. But if you are willing to recommend me to enter the middle book as a minister in front of the saint, I will definitely play the saint and ask the king of the county to come to the middle book order, and you will be the right minister in the future. ”

Empty promises that everyone will promise, but it is the first time that An Lushan has seen a lion like Ji Wen with a big mouth. Reason tells itself that the chances of such a promise being fulfilled are slim to none, but it is very tempting. Judging from the saint's favor in himself, such an ending is not impossible, of course, it is difficult to say whether there is Ji Wen or not.

However, it is unwise to refuse people in person, so An Lushan still politely regards Jiwen as an internal helper on the surface.

Ji Wen saw An Lushan salute him in return, and his pride flashed. As soon as he put down the wine glass and wanted to try the taste of the deer tendons made by the royal meal, his eyes inadvertently swept to Yang Wang, who was talking and laughing with Wang Wei.

Geven's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, his brow furrowed.

This Xiazhou assassin history, it seems that many people have ignored him.

Yang Guozhong didn't listen to his own advice, and thought that Yang Wang was a nail planted by the saint next to Li Linfu, and he actually complacently introduced Yang Wang as an ally, how could it be so simple! The surname is Yang is good, and he was indeed recognized by the noble concubine, but when did he have a good face for you Yang Guozhong?

The most hateful thing is that the three-province blood exchange planned a year ago was not unsuccessful, and a large number of Li Linfu's protégés were cleaned up, and he even went out to directly play the Holy Authority to impeach Li Linfu, and ended up scolded, isn't it to be among the top positions? But the vacancies are all filled by Yang Wang! I am still a small servant of the imperial history, dare to work for a few months, and make wedding clothes for others!

If it weren't for Yang Guozhong's resolute refusal to follow his proposal, but insisted on finding a career for his Yang family's large number of rice buckets, where would it be Yang Wang's turn to intervene? I made myself embarrassed because I couldn't eat mutton, and I became the laughing stock of many people! Where can you expect such a rice bucket? Far inferior to Li Linfu! Still counting on Yang Wang to help you? Wait, it's not him who will clean you up in the future, it's me Jiwen!

Ji Wen poured down a glass of wine with hatred, and the cold light in his eyes flashed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is rare for monarchs and ministers to have fun today! A few days ago, I made up a new dance with Aifei, and today I just auditioned, please comment on it, how about it? "Three cups down, Xuanzong is in high spirits.

Wenchen and military generals are all good, not to mention that Xuanzong and Yang Guifei's artistic attainments are extremely high, just by virtue of the identities of these two people, if they want to perform for you, who dares to say that it is not good?

"Come on! Dancing on a moonlit night! With a wave of Xuanzong's hand, Lin Zhaoyin slapped three palms, and the children of Liyuan dressed in dance costumes rushed in. And Xuanzong personally took a jade flute, and the concubine held a pipa, and the melodious and ethereal music slowly sounded.

In the Lin De Palace, everyone paid attention to the court music and dance performances of the Tang Dynasty, as if the torrent underflowing in His Royal Highness had never existed......