Flowers and willows, gentle and rich township.

As the sky gradually became darker, Yihong Courtyard ushered in the golden hour of the best business. As the largest green building in Weiling City, there is an endless stream of people of all kinds every day, and the business can be described as hot. Speaking of these guests, there are really all kinds of them.

The benefactors who come to Yihong Courtyard all understand the rules of Yihong Courtyard, and the folk saying: Minyi, Fu 2, Guansan, Gui 4, and Huang 5 are the unique floor grading system of Yihong Courtyard. Although there are levels, in fact, Yihong Courtyard does not set any substantial threshold for people, everyone can enter the door, but after entering, they can go up to several floors depending on their own energy.

Because of this, Yihong Courtyard is not so much a green building, but a special service on the basis of the restaurant. Most of the people who entered the courtyard could only drink flower wine and listen to small songs on the first floor, and they could not really taste the wonderful taste of the girls. Even so, the threshold of Yihong Courtyard was almost broken.

Today's Yihong Courtyard is very strange, in the past, waving silk at the door, the girls who were fading with pink faces and inviting guests seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and they didn't even see half a figure. A big sign was erected at the door, which read: Today, Yihong Courtyard has been chartered by the four princes, and all the benefactors will come again tomorrow.

The people who were originally going to take advantage of the night to go to Yihong Courtyard to spend a lot of money and have a good time all showed disappointed looks after seeing the sign, and shook their heads one by one and turned to leave. However, there are also some people who like to watch the excitement stayed, and they all gathered at the gate of Yihong Courtyard, talking to each other and whispering.

"Hey, old leaf. What are the four princes going to do today, with such a big pomp, they actually encompassed the entire Yihong Courtyard. ”

"I heard that the four princes are going to feast on the ministers. ”

"Isn't it true that the prince can only invite the ministers on important days to invite the ministers? This is not the prince's birthday, and I haven't heard that the fourth prince wants to accept side concubines, what kind of banquet is this?"

"Who knows, how can we know so clearly about the royal affairs. Hey, look, there's a sedan chair!"

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In the midst of the gossip of the surrounding people, more than a dozen servants escorted a sedan chair and stopped at the door of Yihong Courtyard, and the left side of the sedan chair was painted red, indicating that Yulu exceeded 2,000 stones, and 2,000 stones is exactly the treatment that only officials of the third rank or above can have.

The sedan curtain was lifted, revealing the appearance of an official. After a closer look, sure enough, the person who came was the master of the three products, Qiu Bulao. Qiu Bulao bent down and walked out of the sedan chair, tidied up his clothes and hat, and made sure that nothing was wrong, and then walked onto the stone bridge in front of the Yihong Courtyard, followed by his two servants.

On the other side of the bridge is the five-storey behemoth of Yihong Courtyard, and in front of the door stands a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup and charm, and an old man in his fifties and sixties, and behind the two stand four small men who greet the door.

Seeing Qiu Bulao coming over, the old man and the woman walked a few steps, greeted them, and saluted.

Although the old man was very old and had gray hair, he did not look old at all, and his back was straight, and he looked energetic. The old man smiled very kindly, and said, "Master Qiu, you are here, the old man has been waiting here for a long time." ”

Listening to the old man's words, he seems to be very familiar with Qiu Bulao, but his status should not be high. Qiu Bulao was a little surprised, there was no condescending arrogance on his face, but he deliberately lowered his status, returned the salute, and said: "It turned out to be Steward Yang, I didn't expect His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince to be willing to let you come out to greet guests." ”

The moment Qiu Bulao saw Steward Yang, he was far more surprised than he had shown. This old man surnamed Yang is the housekeeper of the Four Princes' Mansion Wen Yanlie, he is the confidant of the Four Princes' henchmen, and can be called the right-hand man of the Four Princes. I didn't expect the fourth prince to send him to greet guests at the door, but I am afraid that this meal in Yihong Courtyard today is very saying.

Steward Yang and the Four Princes are inseparable, no matter how important the occasion, you can basically see this old man. Now that Steward Yang has arrived, the four princes should already be in the building, so Qiu Bulao asked tentatively: "Presumably His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has arrived." ”

"His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has some important matters to deal with temporarily, so he will arrive later, Lord Qiu might as well be invited inside, how about taking a seat and waiting?" Steward Yang waved his hand sideways and made a gesture of invitation, and explained that Qiu Bulao would be sent to the building.

As soon as Qiu Bulao heard that the fourth prince was not there, he chuckled inexplicably in his heart. Originally, he had some guesses about the sudden invitation of the four princes, but the character of the four princes, Wen Yanlie, was not unknown to the government and the opposition, so he didn't dare to offend the four princes, so he had to come to the banquet hard, but he didn't want everyone else to arrive, but the protagonist of the banquet was not present.

Looking at Steward Yang's outstretched hand, Qiu Bulao's legs couldn't get out, but he couldn't just freeze here, he was just chasing ducks to the shelves now. After being stunned for a moment, he laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Following Steward Yang to the Yihong Courtyard, he suddenly remembered the woman Cuihua in the Yihong Courtyard who made him fascinated. So Qiu Bulao lowered his voice a little and asked the bustard next to him, "Is Miss Cuihua available today?"

Hearing this, the old bustard secretly glanced at Steward Yang, and replied apologetically with an apologetic face: "Lord Qiu, it's really unfortunate. Miss Cuihua suffered from the wind and cold, and her body was weak, so it was really inconvenient to meet guests. ”

Qiu Bulao was a little disappointed, he still thought that he could spend a good night with Cuihua at the banquet today, but he didn't expect his luck to be so bad.

"Well, then I'll go and see when Miss Cuihua is better. After speaking, the three of them entered the Yihong Courtyard building together.

When he entered the building, Qiu Bulao found that the first floor was almost full of people, and the official positions were large or small, all of them were important ministers in the court, and none of the civil and military generals were left behind. More than a dozen towel-draped servants are busy among the many tables and chairs, serving tea and pouring water, serving food and delivering wine, and they are very busy.

As soon as Qiu Bulao entered the house, he attracted the attention of everyone in the house, and several courtiers who had a good relationship with him walked towards him, and several people saluted each other, greeted each other politely, talked and laughed happily, and sat down while talking.

Today, because only high-ranking courtiers were invited, the upstairs room was not occupied. Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the four princes on the first floor, and the protagonist was not there, even if these ministers ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, they didn't dare to move the chopsticks. One after another, under the greeting of Steward Yang, several more courtiers sat down on the first floor.

Steward Yang stood at the door of Yihong Courtyard, the submissive look in his eyes gradually receding, replaced by a wolf-like cold gaze. He glanced at the people in the building, as if looking at the sheep in captivity, and asked the plump bustard beside him in a cold voice: "Are all the people together?"

"It's all right. Do you want to do it now?" The amorous old bustard did not have a coquettish demeanor at this moment, and stood respectfully behind Steward Yang and replied.

"Don't worry, let them accumulate some strength first, otherwise they will have the strength to struggle for a while. Steward Yang twitched the corners of his mouth twice, smiled evilly, and licked his lower lip like a bloodthirsty demon as he spoke.

"Your Highness can explain, these people can't be moved lightly. The old bustard showed a dissatisfied look and reminded.

Steward Yang said impatiently: "Who has the final say here?"

The bustard wanted to protest, but his lips moved, and he still couldn't say anything, just nodded. "It's you, naturally. ”

Steward Yang glanced at the old bustard, and was barely satisfied with her answer. Slowly walk to the middle staircase, walk up a dozen steps, and stand at a height that the courtiers can see. He clapped his hands twice, attracted everyone's attention, and put on an amiable smile on his face, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince has been delayed by trivial matters and will not be able to preside over the banquet for a while, so let the old man inform you that you can do your own thing, and there is no need to wait for Your Highness to come down for a banquet." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was silent, and they didn't know the deep meaning of these words for a while, out of fear of the four princes, no one made a questioning voice, and sat down under the ear to ear and began to hand over the cup and change the lamp. But these people have been in the officialdom all the year round, and they are all as shrewd as foxes, and it doesn't take long for someone to have a premonition that something is wrong.

A Shaoqing of Dali Temple suddenly stood up, covered his abdomen with his hands, made a very painful appearance, struggled, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, this official has a sharp pain in his abdomen, I am afraid that it is a recurrence of an old disease, and the pain is unbearable. As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Steward Yang, "Steward Yang, I also hope to forgive His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince on my behalf, and the lower official will retire first." ”

After saying that, he secretly beckoned the two servants and wanted to go out of the door. As soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by Steward Yang, who still had that smiling face, but the cold light in his eyes flashed.

"My lord, where are you going in such a hurry? You can't convey this word, so let's wait for His Highness to come down, and you can tell me in person. ”

"Steward Yang! I really have an emergency, why am I so aggressive and can't be accommodating. Shaoqing of Dali Temple was stopped, and he was instantly furious, questioning Steward Yang.

"Why can't you be accommodating, don't be angry. Steward Yang chuckled, clapped his hands, and said, "Someone! Bring the doctor up to see if this adult is going to die!"

With the applause of Steward Yang's hand, two little servants walked down from the upstairs with a person who looked like a doctor with a medicine box on his back, the doctor's body was cowering, and his walking legs kept shaking, as if he was greatly frightened, and it was obvious that he was coerced.

Shaoqing of Dali Temple saw the three people who walked down from the upper floor, and knew that it was impossible to fool the past. So he no longer pretended to be sick, glared at Steward Yang, and asked directly in a loud voice: "Steward Yang is well prepared, what do you and the four princes want!"

At this time, even if all the adults in the audience were stupid, they knew that something was wrong, and they echoed loudly: "Yes, Steward Yang, what is the so-called banquet of the four princes? You tell us clearly!"

Steward Yang saw that it was time to tear his face, the expression on his face gradually became evil, and his right hand was raised high. In an instant, more than 100 red-clothed people rushed out from all over the Yihong Courtyard, and quickly sealed off the entire Yihong Courtyard.

As soon as the adults saw the red artist, they immediately stood up in shock, gathered together, and the accompanying servants and guards protected them behind them, forming a circle, and everyone shouted loudly.

"Who the hell are you?What do you want to do?" "Where are the four princes?" "You want to murder the imperial court officials, but you want to punish the nine clans!"

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Steward Yang seemed to feel that everyone was noisy, tilted his head, stretched out his little thumb to clear his ears, and then walked back to the stairs slowly. Standing on a high place, he condescendingly glanced at the crowd with the eyes of looking at the prey, and smiled to reassure everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient, I don't mean anything else." ”

"It's just that the fourth prince has confessed," Steward Yang suddenly turned pale, took out a dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed it into the handrail of the stairs at a lightning speed. "Tonight, no one wants to leave!"