On the night of July 16 of the first year of Shengong.

The long street of Beishi is still busy, and tonight is still drunk and singing, and the Qinglou Tavern has dropped red lanterns early, and the swaying crowd on the street reflects a sea of red.

The martial marquis paraded back and forth on the streets, and once they found any suspicious people, they were immediately arrested. Except for them, everyone was in a relaxed mood.

In the Mobei emergency and the floods in Jiangnan Province, the number of casualties only appeared on the official documents of the official family. For ordinary people, this is just an after-dinner conversation. The majestic giant city of the divine capital makes people feel safe, as if all dangers are cut off.

Tang Yun was dragged away by King Yan in front of the table, and there was still a bunch of official documents in front of him that had not yet been processed.

"My lord, just go, these official documents will be dealt with."

Du Cheng, the young secretary of the Demon Hunting Division, swore that in fact, the official documents of the past few days had made Tang Yun very sad.

The mirage roared angrily, and the people of the whole cave only wanted to find a place to hide, but they did not expect that the mirage dragon would disappear without a trace.

In fact, Tang Yun knew in his heart that such a big demon, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he was powerless. At that time, there were no large-scale attack weapons, and it was difficult to defeat such a huge demon beast with manpower.

The traces of the mirage still need to be investigated.

Someone manipulated the mirage, and it lured everyone here.

Tang Yun guessed that these people may be trying to contain them, and the tax money could not enter the treasury within three days, and the imperial court could not come up with so much silver to pay for the high military expenses of the Mobei Domain towns for a while. The arrogant feudal towns had long been accustomed to sitting on the ground and raising prices, so they would not send troops in advance if the money was not available.

did not send troops in advance, and the battle situation changed rapidly, which actually gave the Northern Wilderness the upper hand.

Bang, bang-

The carriage walked slowly down the long street, and the laughter outside the window came in from outside the curtain, and Tang Yun's heart was a little better.

Yan Wang Lu Yuanzheng was sitting next to him, holding a wine glass and drinking it one by one, and where the wine was drunk, Yan Wang's face was already a little red.

Seeing that King Yan wanted another cup, Tang Yun pressed King Yan's hand: "Your Highness, you can't drink it anymore." ”

King Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly simply threw the cup aside, laughing: "Tang Yun, what you said is, don't drink it!" There are still beauties waiting for us tonight, haha! ”

King Yan is borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.

This should be the easiest way to get rid of sorrow, up to the princes and down to the people. A glass of wine can paralyze the mind and forget your troubles.

As a result of the empress's cultivation of Gu and taking the heir, King Yan, like King Liang, controlled some of the forces of the imperial court.

In the past, the chief officials of the Imperial History Tower, the local officials (household department), and the spring officials (the Ministry of Rites) were all cronies of King Yan, but now, because of the matter of taxes and silver, although they have nothing to do with King Yan, they also have the responsibility of not observing.

In the court, the most eloquent should be the Yushitai. The empress allowed them to speak out and advise, so what King Yan wanted could often be presented directly to the empress through the Imperial Observatory.

But now, there's nothing!

Tang Yun knew King Yan's sorrow and the matter of seizing the heir, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest mistake. The slightest mistake is a catastrophe.

Once King Liang is finally put on the throne, it is conceivable that King Yan will end.

Even though, the two are brothers.

Squeak –

The carriage stopped, and the respectful voice of the steward came from outside the car: "Lord Wang, Fengluan Pavilion has arrived." ”

King Yan's eyes lit up: "The last time someone from the Northern Wilderness came to make trouble, it was really disappointing." Tang Yun, let's not get drunk tonight! ”

King Yan grabbed Tang Yun's arm and got out of the car, just like last time, he didn't disturb the others. The front of Fengluan Pavilion was still full of guests, and they didn't know that the most noble prince of the dynasty had come here.

The steward of Fengluan Pavilion, who was wearing a moon season silk shirt, was held in the arms of King Yan, and said "Your Highness" coquettishly, and the whole person fell softly in King Yan's arms and couldn't get up.

"Isn't it envious? You can also try to hug it. Ah Qiao didn't know when he came over, and looked at Tang Yun with a smile in his eyes.

Today, Ah Qiao did not wear Bi Fang brocade clothes, just like the ordinary women of Fengluan Pavilion, wearing a placket and wearing butterfly tulle, the cloud temples were decorated with opal golden hairpins, and a pair of jade bracelets were worn on the arms like clotted fat, and he quietly approached Tang Yun, and a fresh fragrance of flowers came.

Tang Yun glanced at Ah Qiao, there was a copper bolt between Ah Qiao's right fingers, and a knife was held in his hand.

Behind Ah Qiao, a vague figure appeared. Last time, the people of the Northern Wilderness made too much movement here, and now Fengluan Pavilion is almost heavily guarded, and there are secret agents of Ruoshui everywhere.

"I'm afraid that if I hold you, my hand will be pierced through a hole." Tang Yun said with a smile.

Ah Qiao snorted: "There is a thief's heart but no thief's guts!" ”

The steward took King Yan and his party to the top compartment, where there was a balcony, and sitting on the balcony could clearly see a stage below.

This is a huge stage, and the top compartment has the best view, which can only be enjoyed by the rich and noble. As for the lower part, there are also some couches placed for ordinary people to see.

Several large drums were erected around the stage, and at this moment, the drums were beating rapidly, and a dance music had reached its most exciting moment.

On the stage is the Winter Girl.

Since the last time I saw Rudong girl dancing with a sword by Tianshui Lake, I haven't seen her face again.

As the Oiran of Fengluan Pavilion, Miss Rudong is really a rare beauty. I saw her hair full of green silk flying, a pair of smart eyes charming and shy, just hooking people's souls, many people have been fascinated by it.

The rarest thing is a tear mole on the cheek of the winter girl. It's just right, so touching, that people can't help but feel the urge to pity her.

Ah Qiao poured his wine and exited the compartment, and only Yan Wang and Tang Yun were left in the entire compartment.

King Yan raised his glass: "This first glass of wine, I salute you Tang Yun." ”

King Yan is still the same as before, in front of Tang Yun, he still calls himself me.

Tang Yun didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly picked up the wine glass and said: "Your Highness is serious, everyone has a deep relationship with His Highness, even if you really can't find the tax money in the end, everyone will not embarrass Your Highness." ”

King Yan drank it all and said with a wry smile: "Tang Yun, you are from Mobei, and you don't know the sinister in the court. Since the death of her eldest brother, she has changed ......"

When it came to matters in the palace, Tang Yun kept silent, just bowed his head and drank.

King Yan's anguish was mixed with the cheers below.

After a dance like winter, Long Sleeve finally hit the end drum sound on the four drums at the same time, causing the whole house to applaud. Rudong gathered the dance skirt on his body, walked off the stage, and prepared to leave.

In the compartment beside King Yan, there was a pair of eyes, greedily gazing at the delicate figure like winter.

"I want to get her, I want to get this woman!" The sound in the cubicle gradually thickened.

"Sir."

"You go down at once and tell Miss Rudong that the old man wants to talk to her."