For Chang'an.

The cold season always comes quickly.

Before people can enjoy the coolness of the autumn wind, the air suddenly becomes biting.

Late autumn night.

Chang'an City is silent and cold.

In a side hall of the Wei Palace, there was a bustling sound, which was in sharp contrast to the cold outside the door.

Tonight.

King Li Tai of Wei held a banquet and a drink.

There were not many people coming to the banquet, with only a dozen people in total, all of whom were confidant disciples of the King of Wei. They sat around a few short tables. Although there was no singer performing dance, the atmosphere was very warm.

"Congratulations to the King of Wei, congratulations to the King of Wei!"

One of them raised his glass and said with a smile: "The prince fell off his horse and suffered from foot disease. His Highness is one step closer to his target."

"Hmm? Brother Li, don't talk nonsense..."

Li Tai sat upright in the main seat, raised his face and said, "The prince and my brother are brothers and feet. He is suffering from foot disease. I feel heartbroken."

That being said.

But his eyes were filled with smiles.

"Oh, look at my mouth, I should punish you." The man smiled and said, "This glass of wine is regarded as apologizing to His Highness the King of Wei."

After saying that, just kill the wine in the glass.

Li Tai also raised his glass from afar and responded with a smile.

"Your Highness, I'll give you a cup!"

Another person picked up the wine glass and toasted loudly.

He looked about thirty years old, wearing a brocade robe, a jade belt, and a noble body. He was obviously a young man from a famous family.

It was Chai Lingwu.

His father Chai Shao followed Li Yuan and Jinyang to raise an army, made many military achievements, defeated the Turks many times, destroyed the Liang Shidu, and was one of the twenty-four heroes of Yanling Pavilion.

His mother is even more amazing.

He is the famous Princess Pingyang.

He once led the Detachment of Women to expand territory for the Tang Dynasty and was also the only woman in Chinese feudal history to adopt military funerals.

Meet this toast.

Li Tai did not dare to neglect, so he picked up the wine glass again and sighed: "Brother Chai, seeing today, you are going to get me drunk!"

"Haha! Where did your Highness say?"

Chai Lingwu had obviously drunk a lot of wine, his cheeks flushed, and he shouted: "I have learned from the Imperial Physician that the prince's foot disease is completely impossible to cure. Shouldn't he celebrate?"

When I heard this.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all showed joy.

“Is the message accurate?”

An old man in his fifties asked in a deep voice.

He and Chai Lingwu sat next to Li Tai, obviously in the core position in this circle.

He is Wei Ting.

Taichangqing, a founding man from Fufeng County.

He is not very high in official position, has a low title, but has a very powerful background, and comes from Wei.

Weishi is a big family.

But in the Tang Dynasty, nine prime ministers appeared.

These nine sects that have produced the prime minister are called "The Nine Public Houses of Wei", one is called the Western Family, two is called the East Family, three is called the Xiaoyao Public House, four is called the Yun Public House, five is called the Nanpi Public House, six is ​​called the Prince's Concubine House, seven is called the Longmen Public House, eight is called the Xiaoxiao Public House, and nine is called the Jingzhao Wei Public House.

And Wei Ting.

It comes from Jingzhao Weishi Xiaoyao Public Housing.

He has two public houses, and he is a veritable descendant of aristocratic families.

at this time.

Wei Ting asked.

Everyone looked over.

Chai Lingwu laughed: "I dare to make a promise, and the prince will be a cripple from now on and will never be able to walk normally again."

As soon as this is said.

Everyone showed relaxed expressions.

Li Tai sighed: "The prince fell off his horse, and his fifth brother was stabbed by Fang Yiai again. Your Majesty is very busy this time."

"I almost forgot if you don't say it."

Chai Lingwu said in confusion: "What's wrong with Fang Yiai? He has changed his past cowardice and dared to take action against King Qi?"

"I don't know what's going on," Li Tai said, "This Fang Ying seems to have suddenly become a different person. He is brave and decisive and speaks in a good manner. Even I can't figure it out."

"Oh? That's a bit tricky."

Chai Lingwu frowned: "According to the plan, just by pulling Fang Ersha to win over Fang Xiang, it is equivalent to winning over Fang Xiang. Anyway, this kid is in a tough position, which is convenient for control... But now, things seem to be out of control."

Li Tai's face turned gloomy.

He had previously won over Fang win, with the purpose of making Fang Xuanling forced to take sides and tied to his King of Wei.

However, Fang Ying suddenly changed.

The sperm is like a monkey, and where is the stupid one who follows the big stick that is spinning behind his butt?

"Hmph! So what can I win without a house?"

Wei Ting sneered: "Is it possible for a normal person to assassinate the prince of the current dynasty to do? Although he can write a few sour poems, he is still a waste of his head!"

Everyone glanced at Wei Ting.

I know where the resentment in his heart comes from.

His daughter.

It is the princess of King Li You of Qi.

That woman repeatedly provoked Fang Ying. Zongzheng Temple has been in the palace for the second time this year. She just accompanied Li You to Qizhou...

"Uncle Wei, why bother to be angry with him?"

Chai Lingwu comforted him and said, "Our goal has always been his father Fang Xuanling. As for Fang Yiai, he is nothing."

"I just don't like him!"

Wei Ting snorted coldly: "Although the King of Qi is in the same mind as the prince, he is my son-in-law after all, so Fang Yiai almost killed the King of Qi."
Chapter completed!