In winter, it was dark very early in the capital, just handed over, the sky had completely darkened, the carriage went out of Shangyang Palace, all the way to the Taishi Mansion, along the way you can also hear the cold wind blowing outside, mixed with cold snow foam, from time to time the curtain is lifted and blown into the carriage, so that the dull atmosphere in this has added a bit of chill.

However, it is not as good as the aura emanating from the man sitting across from me at this moment.

Although his temper has always been bad, he should not be angry tonight, but I don't know where such an aura comes from. Since returning to Beijing, I have been cautious, and I will not provoke him at this time, so the road is also quiet, even dare not breathe too loudly, and after the carriage has traveled a distance, the surroundings have become more and more quiet, I can't help but turn my head and look at the man riding the horse and the carriage parallel to the flying curtain.

Yang Yunhui.

His face wasn't very pretty.

Ever since he knew that he was going to the Taishi Mansion for a banquet, he had been blocking it, because he had been running at both ends of Yonghe Palace and Shangyang Palace for the past few days, and I basically didn't hear any voices from the outside world, and it was because of him that I understood that Pei Yuanhao's current situation in the court was dangerous.

The Taishi returned to the court, pulling the already clear situation into chaos again, the prince Taibao and them were connected in a line, Shen Gongyi had no place to use, and what made Yang Yunhui even more worried was Chang Qing, the prestige of the first warrior of the Celestial Dynasty in the army was not low before, and now that he has returned to the imperial city, most of the people in the army are quite involved with him, and after this month is over, the protection of the nine gates will be handed over to Pei Yuanfeng, which is even worse for them.

And tonight's night banquet, the meaning seems to be even more profound.

Since ancient times, there has been no good feast.

Pei Yuanhao even refused Yang Yunhui's request to transfer people from the Praetorian Guard, and only brought me and him, as well as a few entourages to the banquet, which can almost be called a one-handed meeting, but I don't know where this person has such courage.

After a while, the carriage stopped outside Master Tai.

When we got out of the carriage, we saw two huge stone lions standing in front of the tall and wide gate, and the porch was full of red lanterns swaying in the wind, but the red made people look very uncomfortable, as if the white veil had been soaked in blood, and I stood in the wind and shivered slightly.

Pei Yuanhao glanced at me and said in a low voice, "Later, you are not allowed to leave me for a single step." ”

"......" I looked up at him and nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

At this time, the porter has come out, after kneeling and bowing, he took our group into the Taishi Mansion, just past the garden, I saw that the sky in front of me was brightened, a burst of drum music and noise resounded through the night sky, lively, turned the front corridor, a huge stage appeared in front of you.

The stage has already been arranged in and out of the phase, all kinds of canvas tables and chairs, now the play has not started, only a few little monkeys on the top of the heel hot field, but the following has been applauded again and again, turn your head to see, only to see the other end of the stage is a two-story small attic, below is the maids who come and go to pass things, on the second floor, has been arranged to watch the play of the brocade seat.

As soon as we arrived, everyone in the room stood up, and an old man dressed in brocade came towards us.