In the Lu Mansion, King Wei and Old Lady Lu sat looking at each other and were grateful to each other.

"What's the matter with the old woman?" The old lady was wearing regular clothes and sitting leaning on her back. Her exhaustion was so exhausted that she had to accept her whole body and mind.

"Li Guan felt guilty when he bothered the old lady to rest. Some things were related to the future of Qi Xiu and the Lu family. Time was limited, so the old lady could only make him more trouble." King Wei could not see the old man's condition. Although the crisis in front of him had been resolved, the father was forced to change his mind and investigate Lu Qi Xiu's case thoroughly due to the gold medal of the emperor's death. However, in addition to himself, there was King Qing, who was in charge, and the two parties had to check and balance every second.

"Your Majesty, you grew up with Prince Jinghuai and Qi Xiu back then. If you were ordinary people, you should call the old woman and call her grandmother." Old Mrs. Lu looked kind and the past situation seemed to be reappearing in front of her.

King Wei sat quietly aside, unable to bear to disturb the old man who was trapped in his memories. He also wanted to go back in time, and his good brother and good brother were on the side.

Things in the world make people mess with each other. No matter how difficult it is, people who are alive must learn to move forward.

The round moon hangs high in the night sky and the long river of heaven is boundless. At this time, the Qing Palace welcomes a mysterious guest.

Ye Qing had the first close contact with this national teacher, whom the royal family and the people highly praised, but he did not expect to be so young.

A long and straight black hair was scattered and swept her waist straight, and a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes were embedded under her slender eyebrows, as if she would unconsciously take a look at it. Her high and straight nose bridge was accompanied by a moderately thick red lips, and her whole body had a bit of a wild smell.

"Ye Qing, I have met the national teacher." Today, he returned from the Lu Mansion. He thought that what he was waiting for would be a huge punishment, at least he was demoted, but he only deducted a year's salary. Ye Qing's uneasy mood improved, but when he saw this distinguished guest, he had some unknown emotions.

"Mr. Ye, I have long admired you."

He stood up to his face in a white shirt, a black bamboo dyed clothes on his chest, a golden shoe boot, and a string of red love beans fell on his waist. He was obviously a lover of the world, but he mistakenly entered the Taoist immortal path.

What a man with outstanding looks, Ye Qing was very impressed. Such an outstanding person is no wonder that the royal family is attracted by it.

"Ye Qing's three lives will be blessed by his three lives to be remembered by the national teacher."

"Qing and Qianyou don't have to be so polite."

"All of my guests, come... come..." King Qing waved at the two of them with great interest.

"Now the King of Japan has prepared the best wine. We can make plans while tasting the wine. Wouldn't it be nice?" King Qing smiled and greeted the two of them to take their seats.

The incident in the Lu family seems to have no effect on him? Or are the two of them already successful? King Qing has become more and more thoughtful in the past two years, and coupled with a national teacher, his situation becomes more and more difficult.

"What the prince's actions are right?" Wei Qianyou lifted up his clothes, sat down generously, picked up a glass of wine on the table, sniffed it up, and then drank it all in one go.

"The drunkenness of the Uighur Four Wind Tower is indeed well-deserved." Wei Qianyou smiled, and the starry sky was inferior. The wine seemed to be favored by the national teacher. He drank three cups in a row, but he couldn't bear to let go.

"Drunk in the world? Drunk in the world?"

"Something."

King Qing smiled and said, "Qianyou likes it very well, it is worth noting that I ordered people to fly cavalry thousands of miles away to transport them back overnight."

While talking and laughing, King Qing personally filled a cup for Wei Qianyou. Wei Qianyou raised his hand to take it, looked at each other and smiled, and the cups were gone.

Ye Qing was a little restless. Recently, he made mistakes in taking on two jobs he had taken on. Although King Qing did not punish him much, he trusted him as much as before. In this situation, he saw the good wine in the cup like drinking venom.

The relationship between these two seems to be too close, and there must be an inside story about their illegal spy on it.

One is the son of the emperor and the other is the weapon of the emperor. On the surface, the two of them are calm and quiet, and they deceived everyone's eyes.

Ye Qing suddenly remembered that the emperor had only been fascinated by the Taoist Taoist Trace in the past two years, and the national master around him seemed to appear out of thin air overnight, soaring straight up and entering Tianchen Palace. Now it seems that King Qing has been fueling the fire behind him.

"Qing, my beautiful wine is not your wish?" King Qing's lazy voice floated into his ears. Ye Qing retracted his disturbing mood. His two handsome faces looked at him with unknown meaning, and he was speechless for a moment, and the three of them were silent.

"Cheng Yue, you seem to scare Lord Ye?" Wei Qianyou stared at Ye Qing with a smile, as if he was watching something interesting.

"Master National Master, I'm joking." Ye Qing stood up and bowed without any defense: "Qing, this is being overwhelmed by the unparalleled aura of the two adults, and forgot about himself for a moment."

"Sir Shangshu is handsome and extraordinary, and I have heard of thousands of worries."

"Can you accompany Qianyou to drink three cups?"

"The honor is over." Ye Qing agreed happily, and the three cups soon came to an end.

"Good alcohol." The national teacher applauded.

"As soon as you get drunk in the world, you can't bear the worries."

"Ye Qing drank three more cups of himself to know his own soulmate and beautiful scenery."

After saying that, after drinking these three glasses of wine, I felt a bit drunk.

King Qing smiled without saying a word and gave Wei Qianyou a wink. The National Master turned a blind eye to him and only strode a strand of black hair in his hand. After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and praised him: "Mr. Ye, I have a strong spirit."

Turning his head, he glanced at King Qing with a little blame, "Cheng Yue didn't seem to tell Lord Ye that the Hongchen Drunk in Sifeng Tower is made of hundreds of insects and ants in the desert and a variety of herbs. Before drinking it for the first time, you need to take a special wardroasting pill, otherwise you may be drunk and sleepless in the world."

King Qing slapped the table in annoyance: "I forgot this."

"Qing, what's wrong with you?" King Qing cast a concerned look.

Ye Qing changed his mind a few times and guessed a little about the dumb words of the two. Chunfeng smiled: "Thank you for the national master, the prince's care. Qing, if you sleep forever, you will have a romantic story for the Sifeng Tower." Lord Ye was calm and clear, and he was not afraid.

Wei Qianyou raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his flashing eyes were unpredictable.

King Qing held up his wine glass and drank it all happily. Unexpectedly, Ye Qing suddenly left the seat and stepped forward with a handsome face: "Qing, I dare to be honored to be able to join the prince's command for many years."

"Qing was extremely ashamed about the Lu Mansion."

"The prince is broad-minded and is waiting for his subordinates to take care of him."

"No matter today or in the future, Ye Qing will be trampled on his liver and brain, and he will die after death."

After saying that, he solemnly bowed to King Qing, and halfway through the ceremony, he fell to the ground with a thump.

His fall made the two nobles look helpless at the same time, but the pranks that the national teacher had on a whim made our powerful Shangshu believe it.

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The King of Guards talked closely with Old Lady Lu for nearly an hour, and stepped out of the Lu Mansion gate with a secret belly. The old man who was dazed the bright moonlight began to walk through the streets and alleys, using his vast and thick voice to shout a warning that has remained unchanged over the years: "The heavenly stems are noisy, be careful of the fire candle."

Yang Feng sent a black sedan chair to wait for a long time. As soon as he got on the sedan chair, King Wei took off his brocade clothes and put on his light green clothes. The sedan chair husband only dressed up in ordinary clothes. The group walked through Jingkangfang and turned into Huer Street.

The quiet night that had been before was suddenly broken by the bustling noise in front of me, as if I had stepped into another vivid world.

There was a curfew in Chang'an City two years ago. This year, the Chang'an prefect only put money in his pocket and turned a blind eye to these vendors. The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The emperor on the dragon throne is busy with luxury and debauchery every day and ignores the government.

The incident of General Guangling, the matter of blocking his son the previous month was also disappointing to the people.

In their eyes, the people of the Lu family are just as powerful as the existence.

This god of war can be torn off the altar by the imperial power. The common people are looking for peace and joy. The head coach of the battlefield ahead has changed his flag, and the situation is in danger. Many foreign tribes are staring at Chang'an with the wind.

The bloody atmosphere of the turmoil in many places in the previous dynasty was deeply buried in the hearts of the people, and the fear of the war also prompted the mentality of being drunk today.

Huer Street is a good place to buy drunk. Those who have money spend a few taels of silver, find a familiar wine dormitory, hug a humble girl and listen to the songs, and relieve the boredom in the daytime; those who have no money gather together, drink a little wine at the street stall, and enjoy a little money. It is also a pleasure in life.

Huer Street, as the name suggests, is of course a place where Hu people gather, and is taken as a homonym of Huer. At this time, the streets were brightly lit, and people of all kinds were flowing endlessly, hawking, shouting, thirsty and wine, and laughter came one after another, which was really prosperous.

King Wei got off the sedan chair at the intersection of Huer Street, rows of tourists in the tavern were flooded, and the two groups of guji appeared in groups. The tall foreign beauties, wearing tight beard clothes, white long legs, stood against the door. As long as someone passed by the door, they opened their red and plump lips and smiled charmingly, and the palm fan in their hands and the Han scarf came with a fragrant breeze. They were a little bold, and they would come forward to pull the passing man, smiled sweetly, and teased with big green or golden eyes. Those weak men had never seen such a scene, and their souls were hooked away, and they followed them into the tavern obediently.

King Wei walked slowly in the crowd alone, and the night wind blew up the light green corners of his clothes. The past girl and the wine girl threw countless charming eyes, which could not touch our magnificent Prince Wei.

The guards of the royal palace were hiding everywhere, always staring at the figure wandering around Qianbi, for fear of a slight mistake.

King Wei stopped in front of a mask stall as promised. The owner of the mask stall was an old man over 50 years old. He watched King Wei walk to his stall from a distance, with a very outstanding demeanor. He thought that it must be the young master of a noble family. The old man's wrinkled face suddenly burst into laughter.

"Young master, what do you like? Just choose it."

King Wei smiled but said nothing, and only picked up the east and west in front of the stall, looking a little excited.

"Young Master, you can choose a fairy mask for the little lady at home." The old man picked out the red Chang'e mask from a large pile of masks and handed it to King Wei.

King Wei waved his hand and looked into the crowd for a few times. It seemed that the person he was waiting for had not arrived yet.

"The little lady will definitely like this fox mask."

"It's new and special, young master, look, the mask is authentic red raccoon hair." The old man was determined to start the business of King Wei and kept selling goods to him.

"How much money?" King Wei looked around and found that it was indeed made of fox fur and looked very handsome. She would definitely like it when she gave it to the ninth sister in the palace. The girl often shouted to leave the palace and buy one to coax her.

"Three taels of silver." The old man smiled and gestured.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

King Wei took out a ingot of silver from his waist, threw it to the old man, and turned around and left.

The old man was so happy that he was full of ten taels and made a fortune tonight.

"Young Master walks slowly..."
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