Chang Anqing

Chapter 7
When night falls, the calyx Xianghui Building has already picked up the palace lanterns. Because it is next to Anxing Square and Shengye Square, the banquet lights upstairs have already illuminated the houses outside the building.

Entering the hall, I saw Emperor Yuancheng sitting high. Because the queen was pregnant, today's banquet arrangement was handed over to Concubine Zheng Shu, who was sitting at the bottom right of Emperor Yuancheng at this moment. Although King Qi was born, she was still bright.

At this moment, Li Sui was sitting between Yang Yan and Yang Che, enjoying the singing and dancing of the Western Regions with everyone. Amidst the enthusiastic drumbeats of Da Fu, the dancers of the Western Regions were wearing fiery red dance clothes, their hair was embellished with beautiful feathers and beaded emeralds, and their waists were embellished. The dexterous dance of the manoeuvre drew rounds of applause at the banquet.

At this moment, a high-pitched shout came from outside the hall.

"The lieutenant is here—"

The banquet suddenly quieted down, and everyone got up quickly, even Emperor Yuancheng, who was receiving toasts from courtiers, put down his wine cup, sorted his clothes, and knelt down on the seat to wait.

"Knock on to the lieutenant-"

Accompanied by the sound of everyone salute, Yang Chongyuan, wearing a red sandalwood robe with a round neck and a round neck, stepped in from the outside, with black hair and beautiful beard, and squinting eyebrows into the temples. With the experience of fighting on the battlefield all the year round, while walking, he is more imposing than others.

At this moment, his deep and low eyes swept across the people in the hall, and finally fell on the cautious Yuan Chengdi, which turned into a smile on his lips, but he stretched out his hands and lifted it lightly.

"Please, gentlemen."

As he spoke, Yang Chongyuan had already strode to the front of the holy car, reaching out his hand to bow down.

"His Majesty--"

"Master, please get up-"

Almost as soon as he bent his back, Emperor Yuan Cheng, who was sitting in the seat, stopped it.

"Hurry up and ask the captain to take your seat."

Hearing the emperor's urging, Yang Chongyuan's expression did not change, and he turned to walk towards the empty seat under the emperor's head, but the Yuancheng Emperor above said: "The captain has worked hard and has made great achievements, and he should be seated with me."

Concubine Zheng Shu, who was on the side, naturally heard the meaning, and she raised her jaw to the person beside her with no sense of anger and anger. Only then did the servant realize that she went to the ground to greet her.

However, under the surprised gazes of the crowd, Yang Chongyuan solemnly threw up his hands and refused, "Your Majesty's kindness is like a sea, but this minister does not dare to violate the rules."

Seeing that Yang Chongyuan pushed back again and again, Emperor Yuancheng had to give up, swept towards Li Sui who was seated, raised his glass and turned to laugh: "Yesterday, the queen was happy, and today is the birthday of Yongning County Master, it's really more than happy, today we monarchs and ministers take advantage of it. There is no need to be restrained.”

After saying that, Emperor Yuancheng picked up the wine cup and turned to Yang Chongyuan, inviting him from a distance: "Prefect, please—"

Seeing this, Yang Chongyuan picked up a cup in return and toasted with everyone.

After one candle, the banquet became lively again, perhaps because of singing and dancing, or accompanied by delicious wine, and everyone looked at the dancers at the banquet.

"I went to Yuqing Temple today, my aunt is fine."

A man's soft and low voice came from his ears, as if asking questions, Li Sui turned to look over, and met Yang Yan's gentle eyes that could not hide the embarrassment.

After arguing yesterday, Yang Yan has been looking for her again in the future. Naturally, she never went to Langao Courtyard again. Even though they had a few face-to-face meetings today, the two of them were neither salty nor indifferent, not annoyed but not talking like before laugh.

Li Sui knew that Yang Yan's face had already lowered his face and conceded defeat to her with just those short words.

Almost every time, after arguing with him, she would face each other indifferently, until it ended with Yang Yan's speechlessness.

But in the previous life, their relationship as husband and wife was completely drained by the often indifferent confrontation, and in the last quarrel, until his death, he didn't say a word to her.

"very good."

The girl's words fell softly in her ears, Yang Yan looked at the side face, and finally picked up the wine cup and said: "Today is your birthday, you and I should have a drink too, I wish you—"

"I also toast you with my brother."

Before Yang Yan finished speaking, he saw Yang Che coming in, holding a wine cup and winking with a smile: "Sixteen is not too young, so I wish you a good son-in-law, Qin Se and Ming as soon as possible."

Li Sui glared at Yang Che when he heard the words, only to see Yang Che clinking glasses with her, laughing and drinking down the wine, and then set his eyes on the song and dance, while Yang Yan, who was on the side, paused for a while, and drank the wine. He drank, but he was secretly dazed and didn't know what he was thinking.

After drinking, I suddenly remembered the sound of gongs and drums. Li Sui heard the sound and looked over, only to realize that the banquet had changed to Baixi.

The artist who swallowed a knife and spit fire caused the women in the palace to burst into exclamations, pushing the atmosphere to its peak. At this moment, the illusion of transforming living people at the banquet was regarded as pulling everyone's attention.

Amidst the endless applause, I saw that the cabinet was opened again, and everyone looked around curiously, and suddenly heard a "ding--" sound, a subtle light flew out from the cabinet, and shot directly at Yang Chongyuan, who was in the first seat. , Yang Chongyuan, who was kneeling on the seat, flashed gloomily in his eyes, almost at the same time, he turned his head slightly, and saw a silver needle slithering through his temples, breaking a few strands of hair, deeply fixed behind him. above the lacquer column.

"Catch an assassin—"

Immediately, the great man Yang Jin shouted violently in the hall, and everyone was shocked to return to their senses in an instant. Those who fled and those who were escorted escorted him. Because Yang Jin went on expeditions with Yang Chongyuan since he was a child, and got along with him day and night, he naturally respected and loved his father Yang Chongyuan immensely. See you at this moment. The assassins all moved towards Yang Chongyuan, and the situation became more and more critical, so they did not hesitate to protect Yang Chongyuan and fight with the assassins bare-handedly.

When everyone fled in a panic, one person came out with a sword from the cabinet, and the artists who were still performing Hundred Operas also changed their faces, took out the swords from the cabinet, and approached Yang Chongyuan like a swarm.

Since the founding father of the country set a rule that, except for emperors, anyone who enters the Xuanwu Gate must dismount and lose his sword. At this moment, facing the fierce momentum of the assassins, even Yang Jin, who is extremely skilled in martial arts, will inevitably show a bit of difficulty with his bare hands.

"Just here don't move."

Seeing that Yang Chongyuan's father and son were gradually falling, Yang Cheli got up and went to guard, but Li Sui was suddenly guarded by Yang Yan beside him, and moved him to the back of the lacquer pillar to be guarded by Yunu, who was good at martial arts. Step forward to join the fight.

Compared with the nervousness of Yu Nu and Nian Nu, and the helpless escape of others, Li Sui seemed much calmer.

I saw that although the group of assassins were no more than a dozen people, they were very skilled. The four Yang Chongyuan and his son, even the generals in the mansion who attended the banquet, would inevitably be a bit of a constraint.

And just as the people at the banquet fled to the gate of the hall, the tidal wave of shouts of killing came from far to near, and I saw the rebels in armor were surrounded, responding to the assassins in the hall, both internally and externally. Fight with the guards outside the hall.

Most of the people who fled to the door were court officials and their family members. Seeing this scene at this moment, they were all scared to death, so they had to slump there, caught in a dilemma.

(End of this chapter)