In Kyoto, they are so close, but they are separated by mountains and water, and the only thing they can touch is two sake cups.

The bright candle flame cast the shadows of the two of them to one side, overlapping, entangled, snuggled up to each other, and leaned on.

When the wine in the cup ran out, Wu Jin went back to sit down, and the hand holding the wine cup was so hard that even his bones hurt - he had to do his best to control his hands and not hug Mo Lingfeng.

Seeing Mo Lingfeng drinking, the King of Jiyang County immediately sneered, turned his head to King Wei and said, "I didn't offend her, she didn't drink my wine, she drank his wine, this is a slap in my face?" The two of them are in this group!"

King Wei sighed in his heart and said secretly: "You just went over to toast, who doesn't know that you are finding fault!" I even encountered a hard stubble!"

Uncle Wang is stupid, but he really has a deep brotherhood with the emperor - a deep brotherhood, and it is precisely because the king of Jiyang County is stupid.

"Uncle Wang, this is not the place to speak," King Wei lowered his voice and whispered to him, "Is it a gang, Your Majesty has your own judgment, why do you want to sweep Your Majesty's excitement at this time, and talk about it another day."

The king of Jiyang County snorted heavily, sat back in front of the desk, put the wine cup on the table, and the waiter hurriedly held the pot and poured the wine, he drank three times in a row, and looked up to see "Baiju Dance".

When a servant turned to the king of Jiyang County, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the woman's wrist, and pulled it into his arms, a pair of fat hands, like a snake, drilled into her clothes, and wandered away wantonly.

The woman let out a low cry, her eyes were full of tears, and she didn't dare to move between struggles, and her expression was almost desperate.

The king of Jiyang County trembled with laughter, and said loudly: "My hands are very cold, put it in this place to warm up!"

The clan relatives on the side also laughed, and the king of Jiyang County said loudly: "Who said that I can't see women in my eyes, my eyes are full of women!" A servant, a prostitute, a handmaid, which is not a woman!"

He looked at Mo Lingfeng with disdain, and the mockery was overflowing.

The clan relatives laughed, the old stubborns in the officials shook their heads one after another, Wu Jin frowned, and was about to speak, but Mo Lingfeng shook his head gently.

Neither of them looked at each other, but they already had a heart-to-heart.

Unexpectedly, Wu Hongzhe suddenly strode towards the king of Jiyang County, pulled his big hand out of the woman's clothes, threw it aside, and said to the waiter on the side: "Go and carry the charcoal basin to keep the king of Jiyang warm!"

Wu Hongzhe, the privy envoy, although he is over sixty years old, is an old minister who followed His Majesty when he was in the palace.

And Wu Hongzhe happened to be one of the old stubborns, and he couldn't bear Mo Lingfeng sitting here, and when he got older, he watched a few songs and dances, and saw the smoke and miasma of the king of Jiyang County, and he couldn't bear it, so he made a move.

Daji sneered, "Wu Shu, how did you help outsiders?"

Bao Xi was about to speak, but the faint monarch had already taken the prince's hand into the pavilion and sat on the throne.

Daji and Bao Xi both closed their mouths and returned to their original positions, Zhang Xianfeng made a look, the musician stopped the drum music in his hand, and the servant also removed the messy "Baiju Dance".

The pavilion was quiet for a moment, the emperor was happy and angry, only looked at Mo Lingfeng carefully, and then smiled at Wu Hongzhe: "Look at it, General Mo looks exactly the same as Qianlan."

Wu Hongzhe looked at Mo Lingfeng seriously, nodded and said, "The eyes are the most similar, Mo Jiedu is the envoy with a woman, and General Mo is a man with a man, at first glance, it is a family, but——"

He glanced at Mo Lingfeng again: "The expressions of General Mo and Mo Jiedu are very different, Mo Jiedu is the most lively, the minister originally raised a dog, and when he saw Mo Jiedu, he hid, but Xiao Mo was calm."

The emperor nodded: "Exactly, it is rare for General Xiao Mo to enter Beijing, and now that the war is sluggish, he will rest in Beijing for a while."

With that, he glanced at Mo Lingfeng.

He and Mo Lingfeng are both clear and undoubted, Mo Qianlan's liveliness is until his body is shattered and his life hangs by a thread.

And this period of rest is even more uncertain.

Mo Leaf responded.

The emperor took a glass of wine, and eight servants came up

, surrounded by a fairy-like dancer in the middle, singing and dancing in parallel, performing a play "Drunk Return".

The pavilion was lively again, the servants were wide sleeves when the wind, fluttering, and the wind blew in from outside the pavilion, the candle flame shook with it, and the emperor was in a trance, almost thinking that the person sitting below was Mo Qianlan.

He wore a hood and a shirt, sat on a BMX, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at himself with a look of despair and understanding, and his expression was resolute, and with his broken body, he erected a shield of indifference and ruthlessness to himself.

The emperor held him, and there was no way, until he had a weakness - Mo Lingfeng.

But he did not surrender, but paved a way for Mo Lingfeng - the only thing that could compete with the imperial power was the military power.

The lower face is constantly changing, from Mo Qianlan to Mo Lingfeng again, the emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no more virtual shadow of Mo Qianlan in front of him, only the Manchu Dynasty was left with civil and military affairs.

The civil and military are all arrogant and should be the backbone of the dynasty, but once they step into the court, they will become flatterers who work hard and climb up.

Is there anyone in this pavilion who is truly for the world and the people?

I'm afraid not.

Even Wu Jin is nothing more than that.

The emperor leaned back boredly and said to the prince, "The general's mansion I asked you to clean up, can it be cleaned up?"

"It's all clean," the prince replied, "General Mo just goes and stays, and all the equipment is complete."

The Emperor nodded, "Okay."

He turned his head and instructed Zhang Xianfeng: "Tell General Xiao Mo that her brother also lived in that house, and when the banquet is over, you can find an attendant to guide the way, you don't need to thank her, let her be more comfortable."

"Yes."

Zhang Xianfeng was about to deliver the message, when the emperor suddenly said: "Wu Jin is also a person from Kuanzhou, let him send it, so that he doesn't have to care about what others say, and it is better to be grateful than ungrateful."

"Yes." Zhang Xianfeng waited for a while, and when he saw that the emperor had nothing else to say, he went to inform Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, and then went to arrange the chamberlain.

The singing and dancing in the pavilion are changed again, the courtiers will be unhappy to the bottom of their hearts, the interest in the pavilion is getting higher, pushing the cup to change the lamp, the wine is half full, full of poetry, until the middle of the time, the palace banquet is dispersed.

The night was dark, the palace lights were shining, winding outward, illuminating the road out of the palace, just outside the Yanfu Pavilion, everyone suddenly saw the queen waiting for the emperor on the road.

The waiters are like clouds, crowded with cars, the courtiers immediately bowed, after the queen called, the palace people on the side stretched out their hands to open the curtain, and the queen took advantage of the lights to look out.

She recognized Wu Jin, and at this time she saw Wu Jin standing with her hands down, such as cutting and learning, such as pondering, and then thinking of the return of the inner servant, Wu Jin said "Qiankun is in Thailand and is in harmony, and Jiaxiang Hui is obvious and predetermined", and she couldn't help but smile.

She is not the biological mother of the prince and King Wei, and she has her own unspeakable secrets in the palace, Wu Jin's words, although she did not help her, but she really helped her.

There is nothing to repay at this time, and he will have his own time to repay in the future.

She didn't say much, put down the curtain, and let the courtiers leave.