The music in the hall was bursting, and the clouds were full of smoke. Thousands of butter candles are either hung on the roof of the temple or placed on two walls, but in this grand and far-reaching hall, the brilliance they radiate is far from enough. However, in the half-light and half-darkness, the faint halo radiated by the candle flame reflected on the gold silk attached to the carved beams on the wall of the painting also makes people feel like they are in the world.

There are three rows of seats on both sides of the hall, sitting on a hundred officials, and the civil and military officials are present.

In front of the banquet, there is a circular culvert, and the clear spring mixed with special spices slowly flows from the culvert, and the curling rosin incense continues to float from the carved copper lattice on the culvert, like smoke and fog, adding a little fairy atmosphere to this mortal palace.

In the middle of the hall of eternal life, the white jade inlaid with jade stone auxiliary ground, warm in winter and cool in summer, at this time hundreds of palace maids are dancing with the sound of drums. There was no accompaniment other than the slow and rapid sound of the drum. The sound of drums is like a big river, the surface waves are slow and quiet, but the underwater is turbulent, the sound of drums or ahead, or delayed, all fall between the heartbeats of everyone, accompanied by the palace maid's swing arms and feet, straight as leading the people watching the dance as if they are speeding underwater, shuttling back and forth between the reef and the mermaid, or surprised or happy, can not help themselves.

The dance has ended, and the afterglow of the drum is still echoing in the ears of the hundred officials. For a while, there was a dead silence in the hall, everyone held their breath, I don't know who couldn't hold back and shouted a good drum first, and the sound of color in the hall was like thunder!

At the end of the hall of eternal life, the high platform is not a dragon chair gold case, but a big drum on two golden lions, the Ming Emperor is wearing a red gold silk suit, holding a mallet in both hands, holding it high to the sky, still immersed in the aftertaste of the drum.

Yang Yuhuan stood up, holding a golden cup in his hand, his voice was like a pearl and jade, and said: "Your Majesty's drum skills are unparalleled, and the concubines would like to congratulate Your Majesty with this cup!"

At this time, Emperor Ming exhaled a breath that had been hidden in his chest for a long time, collected the drumstick, took the golden cup from Yang Yuhuan's hand, laughed long, and said: "Okay! Come, Zhuqing and I will drink this cup together, and after three rounds of wine, we will enjoy the unparalleled pipa in the world in Yuhuan!"

After a tour of the civil and military officials, they sat down one after another, and Duyang Guozhong stood and said loudly: "Since Your Majesty has been in power, the four seas have been peaceful, the foreign people have been subdued, the sky has sent auspicious signs, and the people have lived in peace. His Majesty's drum art is unparalleled, showing the majesty of the lord of the world, Niangniang is good at pipa, and His Majesty is the dragon and the phoenix. Today, Your Majesty is accompanied by her mother, and she is already the auspicious appearance of the dragon and phoenix! Minister Yang Guozhong congratulates Your Majesty!"

Hearing these words, Emperor Ming Long's heart was overjoyed, he looked at Yang Yuhuan, and laughed: "Well said!

After this wine tour, the important ministers and generals who spoke in this hall spoke one after another, praising His Majesty's invincible music, Niangniang is really a fairy descending to earth, etc., this dry sycophant is naturally different from each other, and is generally similar to personal status and status. The older official is more useful when he hears the sycophants. Although the sycophant kung fu between the ministers is almost the same, it has accumulated over time, and it has slowly shown the difference in the official ranks.

In the Palace of Eternal Life, the music is blazing, the sycophants are flying, and the monarchs and ministers are happy.

When everyone is drunk when the wine is not drunk, only the sound of the armor can be heard, and a fierce general has been erected in the military general's seat, wearing a golden lion's heart armor, a dark face, eyes like electricity, a thick beard trimmed cleanly, neatly and neatly, revealing a line of shrewdness in the fierce killing.

His lion's armor was mottled and his sword scratches were everywhere. This long body stood up, and a reckless wind and sand aura immediately came to his face, and he was obviously a fierce general who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years.

He held up the wine lord and said loudly: "The last general, An Lushan, congratulates Concubine Yang Niangniang on her immortal appearance, and specially presents ten bottles of snow jade paste made from the blood of the Arctic ferret heart, which has the function of staying old." I wish Your Majesty a long life and a more prosperous world, and this time I will bring an iron-backed dragon horse to dedicate it!"

As soon as An Lushan's words came out, the ministers talked in a whisper. Although the ministers are all well-informed, the two tributes offered by An Lushan are also unheard of. However, he has a history of the Three Towns Festival, with 100,000 soldiers, which can be said to be a powerful party, and it is also common to collect rare treasures. It's just that when he offered a congratulatory gift, he put Yang Yuhuan in front first, and put Emperor Ming behind, which was a big disrespectful move.

Sure enough, Emperor Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he first looked at Yang Yuhuan with a smile, and said to An Lushan: "The court has a courteous law." I ask you, why did you put Concubine Yang before me when you paid tribute?"

Emperor Ming's words came out, and there was silence in the hall, and there were those who were worried in the hearts of the ministers, those who gloated, and those who sat firmly on Diaoyutai, and those who had different mentalities, all of which depended on how An Lushan answered.

An Lushan said in a deep voice: "The minister was originally a Hu person, and he was loved by His Majesty, so he had a place in this palace. Our Hu people's custom only knows that there is a mother but not a father, Concubine Yang and His Majesty are one, and it is the ministers who put Concubine Yang in front of His Majesty. ”

Yang Yuhuan was stunned when he heard this, covered his mouth and chuckled: "I'm not your mother, why are you like this?"

How do you know that An Lushan suddenly left the table and knelt down, and said in a loud voice: "If the mother does not give up, the minister An Lushan is willing to be the son of the mother!

When Yang Yuhuan and Emperor Ming were stunned, An Lushan had already kowtowed several times. Emperor Ming couldn't help but smile and said to Yang Yuhuan: "Yuhuan, what do you think?"

Yang Yuhuan smiled lightly: "This kid is very smart, I like it very much." ”

Emperor Ming laughed and said, "That is the case, I will allow you to accept this righteous son!

The ministers roared, and everyone was scolding An Lushan in their hearts. He is really much older than Yang Yuhuan, who knew that he would be so brazen that he would actually recognize Yang Guifei as his godmother! And An Lushan's queen mother is also very knowledgeable. It must be known that although Yang Yuhuan is only a concubine, the queen in the palace has been vacant for a long time at this time, and she is actually the master of the harem. When An Lushan called like this, Yang Yuhuan was naturally happy. An Lushan has been guarding the border for a long time, and he is a Hu person, although he is in the three towns, but the ministers of the Mandian Palace originally looked down on him, thinking that he was just a martial artist, but he didn't expect to be so scheming.

In addition to the ministers scolding, they must be a little lonely in their hearts, if they had known such a result, maybe they would have taken the lead in this risky move.

The palace was happy for a while, but I don't know how many people except Emperor Ming have their own ghosts. Just as the song and dance were leveling down, Gao Lishi, who was standing in front of the steps, suddenly caught a glimpse of a little eunuch behind the curtain of the main hall who couldn't stop glancing at him. Gao Lishi took a look and recognized that the person was Li Fuguo, the little eunuch who was his cronies. Gao Lishi knew that he had always been clever, very capable of doing things, and knew the general situation, and if he dared to come to him at such a time, something big must have happened.

Gao Lishi looked back and saw that the Ming Emperor was still immersed in the silk music singing and dancing, and he didn't notice his side at all, so he quietly withdrew from the Ming Emperor's line of sight, quietly went around behind the curtain, and followed Li Fuguo out of the Hall of Eternal Life.

As soon as he left the palace, Gao Lishi grabbed Li Fuguo's shoulder, pulled him over, and said in a low voice: "Is there anything big that you have to say at this time?

Li Fuguo hurriedly laughed and said: "Father-in-law Gao, it's really a 100,000 urgent matter, my body is thin, and I can't bear the responsibility of making a mistake." Only you can decide such a big thing!"

Gao Lishi's face softened, and he still said: "Don't talk nonsense, if it's not a big deal, our family will have to smoke you to death in person!"

Li Fuguo looked around, and saw that there was no one on the left and right, Fang said in a low voice: "Gonggong Gao, General Pan of the Praetorian Guards just asked to see him, saying that the city guards found this from the post station where the immortals of the Daodaozong originally lived, and he didn't dare to specialize in it, so he specially sent this thing, please decide." ”

As he spoke, Li Fuguo took out a black silk bag from his arms and carefully handed it to Gao Lishi.

Colliers opened the mouth of the bag, took out a painting scroll from it, opened it three inches, and immediately snapped it back, put it back into the silk bag, and firmly tied the mouth of the bag. Rao is Gao Lishi has been through the wind and waves for a long time, and his hands are a little trembling at this moment, and it took a long time to firmly tie the mouth of the bag. He put the silk bag in his arms, then stared at Li Fuguo and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

Li Fuguo immediately replied: "According to General Pan, this was found from the room where Ji Ruochen and Ji Shaoxian lived in the post station. ”

Colliers nodded expressionlessly and said, "Have you seen what is inside?"

Li Fuguo broke out in a cold sweat and said, "No! Absolutely not! This is what General Pan has told you to give you, how dare you take a closer look?"

Gao Lishi was noncommittal, first glanced at the hall, saw that the dance and music had ended, and there was a palace maid who picked up the pipa used by Yang Yuhuan, knowing that the night banquet would not end for a while, so he went to the palace first. Li Fuguo hesitated for a moment and followed.

In a few moments, Colliers was already sitting alone in a remote hall, closing the doors and windows, so that he took out the scroll from the silk bag, slowly unfolded it, and looked carefully through the faint flame of a red candle.

The painting depicts a woman who has just come out of the bath, such as a cloud of green silk piled on the shoulders of ** snow, lazily leaning on the stone couch, hugging a bed of silk quilts, the pepper milk is half exposed, and the eyes are like silk, which is really an indescribable style.

Looking at her picturesque eyebrows, it is Yang Yuhuan!

Colliers pondered for a moment before carefully rolling up the painting and putting it back in the silk bag. He has seen Yunfeng and Ji Ruochen, and with his decades of knowledge, he judged that Ji Ruochen was definitely not the kind of person who would indulge in women. What's more, Ji Ruochen is a disciple carefully cultivated by the Daode Sect, how could he not have the slightest concentration to secretly paint the portrait of Yang Guifei, and still paint it so ambiguously and explicitly? Even if this painting was really painted by Ji Ruochen, with his concentration and cultivation, how could he forget to take it with him when he left, leaving behind a great handle and person out of thin air? Although a great cultivator such as the Daodaozong does not take the imperial court seriously, the imperial court is not something that can be casually insulted.

Gao Lishi has already understood that this must be to blame the Daode Sect, and the spearhead is directed at Ji Ruochen. It's easy to explain the Blame Daode Sect, but the key is to point to Ji Ruochen, which is really intriguing. This kind of blame strategy is not very clever, but it is enough to deceive the Ming Emperor, and it is extremely vicious.

Gao Lishi narrowed his eyes, thinking carefully about who intended to put Dao Daozong and Ji Ruochen to death in this way. After thinking about it repeatedly, Yang Yuhuan's face suddenly flashed in front of him. Thinking of her eyes without any smile under her charming smile, a chill suddenly surged in Gao Lishi's heart, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times.

He had made up his mind in his heart, clapped his hands, and Li Fuguo walked in lightly. Gao Lishi pondered for a moment and asked, "How many people are still in Chang'an under the eyes of the immortals of the Daode Sect?"

Li Fuguo said: "I heard that there is a big event in their sect, and most of the immortals have returned to the mountain, and only six people are staying in Chang'an, and they are surveying feng shui so that they can repair the tower and stand up." ”

Gao Lishi nodded and said, "Go and ask General Pan to wait in the palace, and say that I will see him in a while." In addition, find out which post houses the forbidden army went to search for, and who the post house envoys were that day, and don't get away with any of them. ”

After Li Fuguo was ordered to go, Gao Lishi immediately got up and left.

When the bright moon is in the west, the night banquet of the Palace of Eternal Life rests. Emperor Ming held Yang Yuhuan and walked towards the dormitory surrounded by a group of palace maids. He was obviously still in high spirits, discussing the new poems of the times all the way, and talking and laughing with Yang Yuhuan. After a while, when he arrived at the dormitory, Emperor Ming just waved away his subordinates, leaving only four considerate palace maids to serve in the palace.

Emperor Ming was displeased, and just said that there is something to say tomorrow, Yang Yuhuan immediately said that state affairs are important, and Gonggong Gao asks to see him at this time, there must be something important, and His Majesty must not miss state affairs because of her. Emperor Ming only announced this, but his face had already pulled the elder.

Gao Lishi walked in with his head down, not daring to glance in the direction of Yang Yuhuan, only presented a black silk bag, and said, "This was found in Ji Ruochen's room in the post house where the Daode Sect lived. The old slave does not dare to be arbitrary, please ask Your Majesty to decide. ”

Emperor Ming took out the painting scroll, only opened it and looked at it, and immediately Long Yan was furious, tore up a few handfuls of the painting scroll, threw it on the ground vigorously, and shouted: "This group of demons is so daring! I am really blind!"

Yang Yuhuan listened, came over and picked up a fragment of a painting scroll and took a look, when he was on the snow-white face, he was already dripping, and shouted: "Your Majesty, I have only passed on the moral sect Ji Ruochen to see and ask some methods for nurturing beauty and longevity, but who knows that this group of Taoist priests has bad intentions, and they are actually ...... They are still immortal cultivators!"

Hearing Yang Yuhuan say this, a chill surged in Gao Lishi's heart, and his head hung lower.

Emperor Ming was already in anger, and when he heard it, his face was even more pale, but he couldn't see the anger. He was silent for a moment, and then said to Colliers, "Who have seen such a thing?"

"General Pan, deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, twenty people from the eighth battalion of the Praetorian Guard, and sixty-six people from the post house. Colliers bowed his head.

"Chop!" Emperor Ming almost squeezed out the word between his teeth.

Gao Lishi's body trembled slightly, and said, "The old slave obeys the order!" Unlike in the past, this time Gao Lishi did not have any advice to Emperor Ming, nor did he advise him to think twice.

When Gao Lishi was about to leave the palace, Emperor Ming called him again and said: "Sun Guo, the master of the country, has entered the palace, and I want to see him in the Xuanhe Palace!"