The banquet has been over for a while, but it has not yet opened, except for some dishes with charcoal fire under the plate, most of the other dishes are a little cold, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military sit quietly, and even some ministers in order to cater to the "etiquette law", the water and rice have not been eaten after noon, but no one really dares to move the chopsticks without knowing whether they are alive or dead.

At the top of the main hall, Yang Taizhen sat quietly behind the curtain woven by the pearl and jade, and everyone couldn't see the rumored face of the country and the city, only the red lips loomed between the bead curtains as if they were coated with blood.

The dancers in the arena danced soothingly, but they couldn't let go of their hands and feet because of this stagnant breath, and everyone felt like a clumsy duck, writhing their bodies ugly with the ducks.

Everyone heard about the farce in today's harem: Yang Taizhen, Yang Guifei and Wang Guifei, after several years of cold war, finally ignited a monstrous fire because of a little spark.

There were a total of sixteen palace maids and eunuchs in the harem who were implicated, two of them were directly put on death row, seven of them were beaten by the court staff and are still unconscious, and the rest of the people who were lucky enough to escape were also trembling and did not dare to intervene easily.

It's just that Yang Guifei, who is sitting above now, looks very calm, as if this matter has nothing to do with her at all.

Finally someone began to talk to each other, after all, the high-ranking officials and courtiers did not even have the power to speak, so the discussion gradually started, and Cai Xiang sat in the higher seat, his expression was calm, he didn't move his chopsticks, he didn't speak, just stared ahead, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

At the moment when this deep atmosphere reached its peak, there was a sudden exclamation of "ouch" from the dance troupe, as if it could not bear such an atmosphere, and accidentally lost its mind, so that it twisted its foot and fell to the ground while jumping, and suddenly, the entire dance troupe queue was in chaos.

Standing below Yang Taizhen, who had been silently staring at the ministers, the chief manager was first startled, and then subconsciously turned his head to see Yang Taizhen's reaction - but unfortunately Yang Taizhen was still like a puppet, neither spoke nor moved, so the chief manager had to retract his gaze and scolded sharply: "What's the situation? Do you know what day it is today? Drag it out and beat it to death!"

The dancer's body is already weak, and I am afraid that it will be unrecognizable and broken in a few moments.

The dancer who fell down was almost stupid with fright, and endured the sharp pain in her feet and neck, she hurriedly knelt down and shouted in a panic: "Niangniang spare my life, Niangniang, I know that I am wrong...... Mother spares her life. ”

Yang Taizhen still didn't speak, except for the blink of an eye, she didn't even move a bit, and how could the chief manager of the inner hall take care of the dancer's self-pleading, and continued to say sharply: "Drag it out!"

The two eunuchs by the door stepped forward, bent down and began to drag the dancer's arms, but at this moment, the eunuchs outside the door of the main hall shouted loudly: "The lord of the country-to-"

The ministers stood up suddenly and looked at the door of the palace, and at the moment when Li Qiuhuang stepped on the threshold of the main hall, the ministers and hundreds of officials knelt down at once, and a sound of robes sounded neatly in the hall: "See the lord of the country." ”

Li Qiuhuang, who had changed into clean clothes, only nodded slightly, and his eyes quickly fell on the dancer in the center of the dance floor who knelt in place and didn't dare to look up.

"What's going on?" Li Qiuhuang frowned slightly.

The chief manager of Ouchi walked quickly in front of Li Qiuhuang, bowed down and said: "Returning to the lord of the country, it's not a big deal, the dancing girl lost her honor in front of the palace, and she was about to be punished according to the rules." ”

Li Qiuhuang let out an "oh", ignored the chief manager, and walked directly past him.

On the long carpet, embroidered with the family crest totem of the Li family of the Tang Kingdom, every inch is fine to the extreme, and Li Qiuhuang walked carelessly, on this road of bowing to hundreds of officials, walking forward step by step.

Walking all the way to the center of the dance floor, looking at the sobbing dancer, he actually smiled a little: "What's your name?"

The dancer already knew from the eunuch's shout that Li Qiuhuang was coming, but at this moment, she couldn't even save her life, where could she care about saluting and greeting?

When she felt someone supporting her, she raised her head slightly, tears running down her cheeks, rouge gouache rendering on her face, like an ink painting damaged by rain.

"The ...... of the Lord"

Li Qiuhuang still laughed and repeated the question: "What's your name?"

The dancer was immediately fascinated by the smile.

You must know that in the Tang Kingdom, there is no woman who does not fantasize that she can have a relationship with the lord of the country, but fantasy is fantasy, and no woman really thinks that she will have such a day.

The dancer looked at Li Qiuhuang's eyes blankly, and stammered a little: "Jiang ...... Jiang Xiaoyue. ”

"Jiang Xiaoyue, good name, wait for the moon to come out, look at Jiang Jiang artesian ......" Li Qiuhuang let go of her, the smile on his face was really like the sky Haoyue, "Go back, take good care of your foot injury, cold compress is easy to reduce swelling, and you can still dance in time." ”

The dancer opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

And the chief administrator on the side glared at this slave who didn't know what to do, and said in a low voice: "What are you still doing in a daze?

The dancer woke up and hurriedly knelt in front of Li Qiuhuang, the ecstasy of escaping death and the thumping of Li Qiuhuang's eyes made her almost incoherent, but she still stabilized her mind in the end, and thanked her: "Thank you, Lord of the country." ”

Li Qiuhuang no longer looked at her, brushed her sleeves away, which made her a little lost, just following Li Qiuhuang's gaze, the dancer knew that he was looking at the woman who could really make his heart move, so he had to limp out of the hall with the support of the dancer sisters, and disappeared behind the corner of the palace.

Even though the ministers bowed just now, she didn't move.

Li Qiuhuang suddenly laughed.

At first, he laughed quietly, and his upper body trembled, as if laughing at himself.

Then he burst out laughing, like crazy.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!" Li Qiuhuang waved his arms and shouted in all directions: "Drink! Drink! Remove all the cold dishes! It's rare to have a bright moonlight tonight, how can you live up to it?"

The moonlight tonight is really good, but it's a pity that for the big old man who has some difficulties even with vassal elegance, except for a little dazzling, it's not a big deal.

The banquet in the palace is in full swing, and the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, but the guards and forbidden soldiers of the Shunyi Gate of the palace are bored and panicked, although they have nothing to do on weekdays, but listening to the sound of beautiful music today, they will inevitably be a little lonely.

"Hey, hey, hey. One of the archers touched his stiff bow and asked his colleague, "How long is it going to be before the change of guard?"

"Come on. The man with the sword beside him replied, "Count the hours, and you should be on the way." ”

"That's good. The archers nodded, looked at the towering palace inside the city gate, and said with emotion: "I don't know what kind of scene the palace is, if we can also go in and have a look, and then have a glass of wine." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the guards of the Praetorian Army around laughed, and one of the captains laughed the loudest, and he scolded loudly: "Don't guard the door well, just dream here, you go in and take a look? I'm afraid that if you enter the door with your front foot, and before you have time to take a look, your head will fall off first, you are a decayed product!"

The archer was also a little embarrassed at this time, scratching his head and saying: "I'm not talking about it, it's not true, who can't have a dream or something? When I dreamed, I also dreamed that I was the lord of the country, writing poems every day, holding a few little ladies with red lips and white teeth in my arms, and rouge marks on my neck......

"Come on!" the captain slapped the archers on the shoulder, and said, "If you still write poems, you will also write your name! Do you still want to hug the little lady? Okay! Today, I changed the guard, I will take a few of you to the Qinglou to shop, the little lady there is also red lips and white teeth, and the most important thing is ......"

The crowd laughed again, and their eyes were full of clarity.

However, at this moment, on the avenue not far from the Shunyi Gate, several figures wearing black dafu suddenly appeared, and they walked quietly, like ghosts in the night, slowly drifting towards the city gate.

"Stop!" The lieutenant immediately restrained his smile, and his eyes widened, "What are you doing? This is the forbidden place of the palace, if you take a step further, I will not be polite." ”

He exerted a slight force in his hand, and the waist knife spat out a glimmer of light.

However, the men did not seem to hear him, and there was not even a slight stagnation under their feet, and they still walked towards him.

"Damn, I met a few people who don't know whether they are alive or dead. The lieutenant drew his knife and walked towards the men with a curse, scolding as he went, "It's not like that—"

Suddenly, those few people came out of the big groom, and the bright sword light shone brightly!

The captain's head left his neck almost instantly, rising to the sky, the big wound at the mouth of the bowl was like a fountain of blood, constantly spurting bright red blood, and the captain's body took a few steps forward, and the knife in his hand shook and flicked, as if he was about to take the man in black to knife.

But he couldn't finish the last sentence after all.

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