Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Inside the Jinyan Tower, the lights are bright, flowers are fragrant, and silk dances.As soon as Lu Yunchuan entered the door, the smell of makeup and powder came from the shop, which made his brows frown slightly.

Not a few hours after Lu Yunchuan entered the capital, his little cousin set up this grand banquet, but Lu Yunchuan was used to being arrogant and wanton, so he really didn't take it seriously.

... It's just that I didn't expect to go to Fengyuechang for the banquet.

"Hey! Mr. Lu!"

Lu Yunchuan followed the prestige, and saw a man in Chinese clothes with a rosy face walking quickly among the piles of makeup.

"Your official, Luo Hongfeng." Luo Hongfeng saw the salute, and politely led Lu Yunchuan in, "Young Master Lu is here as a guest, so prepare a little wine, it's not a respect, and I'll come with you as an official."

"Master Lauro." Lu Yunchuan gave him a deep look.

Young masters of aristocratic families often gather together, forming cliques and getting together with each other, Lu Yunchuan's heart is like a mirror, the water here is muddy, but it's the first time for a banquet to come to the brothel, it's fresh.

There was a faint fragrance in the Nuan Pavilion, and the charcoal fire was burning in full swing. There were three people sitting in it, and the indistinct chatter was mixed with sneering and sneering, and some contemptuous words such as "northern Xinjiang girl" and "low-spirited bastard" could be vaguely heard.

Luo Hongfeng's heart tightened, he hurriedly coughed twice outside, and waited for the conversation in the room to subside for a while, then turned to look at Lu Yunchuan, but suddenly met a pair of brown eyes that were sullen and fierce like wolves, cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly, and his face was slightly pale.

"land……"

He subconsciously wanted to say something, but in the blink of an eye, Lu Yunchuan restrained himself, and with a suave smile on his face, he said lightly: "What are you doing standing here, Mr. Luo, if you have something to say, let's talk after entering the door."

"...Young Master Lu is right." Luo Hongfeng responded again and again. As a civil servant, he was taken aback by Lu Yunchuan's menacing aura. How could he dare to say anything else at this moment? go in.

Among the three, two were commanders of the Imperial Army who came from aristocratic families, and the other was a young man wearing gold and jade.Seeing Lu Yunchuan enter the door, he said without changing his expression, "Cousin is late, you should punish yourself for a few drinks!"

Lu Yunchuan was tall and tall, and he sat down calmly. As soon as he glanced at him, he burst out with a sharp and cold blade, "It's a fine wine."

Both Zuo Huaixu and Xing Chi were shocked by the majesty of this majestic general from Lingxi. They secretly looked at Lu Yunchuan who was in a loose posture. From his eyebrows and eyes, he could see a bit of the shadow of a northerner. He was different from Liang Ren who was handsome and elegant, but It is a tough edge with a strong sense of aggression and conquest.

The generals and civil servants were intimidated in turn, not to mention the pampered and pampered young master of the Lu family. His slightly drunk and red cheeks suddenly turned pale, and he said embarrassingly, "...yes, come... come late, you should be fined for drinking."

"Okay." Lu Yunchuan brought the jug and drank three glasses in a row, his every move was frivolous, and at the end he threw the delicate porcelain cup casually, completely rude and frivolous.

The conductors from the two aristocratic families looked at each other calmly, unanimously criticizing and slandering, how could this look like the rumored titan?

He is clearly a wild and arrogant playboy who doesn't hide his edge.

When Luo Hongfeng saw this, his thoughts were clear, and he started to praise: "My lord is a good drinker!"

Lu Yunchuan said modestly without much emotion: "Much praise, praise."

The banquet became lively again, Lu Linxian ordered a few beautiful girls to come into the house, the wine in Yijing was as light as water, and it was not interesting to drink, Lu Yunchuan was not in the mood, swaying the wine mixed with the aroma of powder, listening to those few bit talk.

The chatter involved today's son. Since Emperor Jianyuan came to the throne, he has been the talk of the whole Daliang. After all, since the founding of Daliang, there has never been a foolish person who has been the emperor.

Zuo Huai said stupefiedly: "Our Majesty said here—" He pointed to his head and said with a smile, "It's not very easy to use, but his appearance is really extraordinary. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is as gorgeous as a demon. Seeing the famous oiran, I'm afraid I'd feel ashamed of myself!"

"I haven't heard daddy mention this before." Lu Linxian became interested and asked, "Is it really that good-looking?"

Zuo Huai said: "Soul-wrenching!"

Luo Hongfeng also echoed and said: "Grandpa An's biological mother, Concubine Hui, is a rare beauty. Unfortunately, she died young, so Lord An was born very similar to Concubine Hui. Back then, he rode a horse across the street and threw incense down from the corridors and pavilions. There are not a few girls with Nang Jinpa. Today, the Holy Majesty is even worse than Mr. An. He was with Mr. An when he was young. Be a prince."

Lu Linxian asked: "Then he is really a woman, right?"

"No." Luo Hongfeng shook his head, and there was a bit of inexplicable meaning in his eyes, "The current emperor is naturally a man, and there are several people who can testify to this, but—"

"But what?" Lu Linxian urged.

Luo Hongfeng said calmly: "However, beauties have suffered a lot since ancient times, and our Holy Majesty is very human. After hearing that Emperor Angan passed away, the Holy Majesty is not of royal blood if he sits firmly on the dragon chair and relies on it."

The implications in these words were too strong, causing several meaningful laughter.Several people are all mixed up in Fengyue Field, how could they not know what they mean?Even Lu Yunchuan could hear the dirty metaphors in it.

Whether it is true or not, these words are insulting to the royal family, even slandering the emperor, Luo Hongfeng laughed and said it in front of the dancers and singers in the building, and the other three people echoed it as a joke, no one dared to provoke Lu Yunchuan.

Even the beautiful girl in frivolous clothes didn't dare to act rashly, but under Lu Yunchuan's instruction, she stood aside and poured wine with lowered eyebrows.

Luo Hongfeng still thought that he was not to his liking, and raised his chin to the woman: "Mr. Lu, change one?"

Lu Yunchuan raised his eyes lazily, and said, "It doesn't matter which one you appreciate when you appreciate beauties under the lamp."

"It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't like these vulgar fans." Xing Chi put his arms around the beauty, and said casually: "I heard that there are many northern Xinjiang dancers on the western border of the mausoleum. Provocative, I want to see Mr. Lu a lot, you guys—”

He nodded between the beauty's eyebrows, and teased: "I can't catch my eyes!"

Several people present looked at each other in blank dismay, Lu Linxian's cheeks that had just flushed a little turned pale again, out of fright.

Back then, Duke Rongsu got married in Lingxi and hid his new wife tightly. Who would have thought that it was a girl from Northern Xinjiang. There was a big disturbance.

When Anxi was ordered to execute the Beijiang girl, Lu Yunchuan was ten years old.

Everyone could tell that the criminal ruler was using words to stab Lu Yunchuan and kill him.Lu Yunchuan didn't speak, just stared at Xing Chi, his eyes shone with a small and cold light, like a wolf that had been provoked fiercely. Bite his neck off.

The wine cup was casually dropped on the desk, making a muffled sound.

Lu Yunchuan's gloomy and icy gaze covered Xing Chi, and he almost stared at him. Xing Chi couldn't even lift his head under this gaze, with a heavy weight on his neck, dripping cold sweat in this dead silence.

No one dared to speak falsely.

Lu Linxian's heart was miserable. He said that the rich man in Yijing was number one, and no one dared to be number two. He had a strong father and brother, so it didn't matter if he broke the sky. After learning that Lu Yunchuan returned to Beijing, he was very curious about this cousin. This is how we have today's table.

Who would have thought that this cousin from Lingxi was even more arrogant than him?

No one spoke for a long while, Lu Yunchuan restrained his momentum, and spoke softly, "The west of Lingxi is either windy and sandy or frosty and snowy. How can such delicate people be born? Everyone is a reckless man like me."

Xing Chi's head was full of cold sweat, his face was cloudy and ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything.

A meal of flowers and wine almost became the scene of the crime. Lu Ershao, who had been too late to drink, had no intention of looking for flowers and flowers, and the rest of them didn't know what to eat. No matter how beautiful the girl was, she became a pink skeleton at this moment.

So the banquet ended in a hurry.

On the street outside the Jinyan Tower, Jiang Zhou's eyes were solemn, and he thought: "It's over, it's over, the world is charming, You Jin, look, look, the young master has only been here for two days, and they are all starting to go shopping Drinking flower wine! Do you want to tell my lord and eldest lady about this matter? If you tell me, the young master will kill me! If you don’t tell me, the eldest lady will kill me after she finds out! No matter what, I’m dead! "

"To shut up."

After You Jinyu condescended to say two words, he spoke again for the first time: "It's too noisy."

Jiang Zhou couldn't believe it, looking at You Jin's eyes turned eager in vain, and said: "Brother Jin, why don't you go and bring the young master out, so that you don't have to tell the adults and the young lady about the young master eating flower wine, and our lives will be destroyed." Keep it all!"

You Jin took a deep breath, just about to say something, but suddenly stopped, his expression became subtle.

Lu Yunchuan, who smelled of vulgar powder, walked over calmly, paused for a moment in front of Jiang Zhou, and said ruthlessly, "It seems that your life may not be saved."

Lu Yunchuan's back disappeared into Jiang Zhou's dull gaze.

Jiang Zhou came back to his senses, glared at You Jin with grief and anger on his face, and wailed amidst the latter's peaceful smile: "You Jin! It's all your fault!!"

You Jin spread his hands calmly and calmly, and before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Take care."

"..."

Jiang Zhou didn't really want to recall the days when he was so busy with various tasks that he broke his leg because his son was angry.

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Since the beginning of winter, Ming Wanzhao has seldom been able to sleep soundly. When he opened his eyes, he could only see chaos everywhere, and faintly see the flickering shadows of dim lights.

It is not yet dawn.

The charcoal basin in the hall was extinguished for a long time, the chill pierced through the doors and windows, and the soft brocade quilt was chilled to the bone.

Ming Wanzhao moved, the close-fitting underwear was as cold as water, his whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, there was silence inside and outside the hall, only the howling wind seemed to tear the weak candlelight into pieces.

Once the emperor, it seems to be forgotten in the magnificent imperial city.

There is no light in the long night, and it seems endless.

After the death of Emperor Angan, the last light in Daliang was extinguished.Ming Wanzhao struggled to get up, covered his lips and coughed weakly a few times, he couldn't see anything clearly with his empty eyes, but he had already gotten used to it, got down on the couch with ease, and found the faint light that was burning outside the screen. oil lamp.

The young emperor stood in front of the table for a long time with loose hair, and slowly raised his hand.

Perhaps she is yearning for the warmth entwined around her fingertips, and like a moth that suddenly sees light after falling into the night, her white jade-like fingertips keep stretching towards the oil lamp, and the flames shake the bloodless slender knuckles It has a jade luster.

"Snapped."

The oil lamp seemed to be knocked down carelessly, and the lamp oil spilled all over the floor and landed on the cold felt blanket, and instantly ignited a dazzling flame. A rift in the dawn is torn in the long night.

The frail and slender shadow stood in the flames, among the hot smoke waves, standing firmly like an ancient and unshakable mountain.