Situ Wenrui's mansion was full of people's voices, sang and danced together, and everyone was flattering the person sitting on the main seat, doing their best to flatter.
There are dozens of small tables on both sides of the spacious hall of Situ Wenrui's mansion, on which are plates of delicate melon and fruit desserts and pure and strong wines. He is the one who can make Jing Zhaoyi tremble with a stomping of his feet, and the person sitting on the throne is even more precious. He is the third prince of the dynasty, the son of Emperor Liang's favorite concubine De Concubine. Honorable.
It was said that Concubine De was already in her thirties, but her beautiful face did not change over time, so she held the emperor's heart firmly. The power of Concubine De's mother's family should not be underestimated. Therefore, in the harem, no one dares to test its edge except for the queen and several noble concubines. With these conditions, Situ Wenrui is even more valuable in the eyes of courtiers. Although today The sage has already established a prince, but as long as the person in that position remains unchanged for one day, everything is possible.
And Situ Wenrui's first person to sit down is even more special. He is Lin Qing, the nine-thousand-year-old chief executive of the dynasty. If you think about who is the most favored person today, then there is no doubt that he is the person in front of him. Everyone wanted him to die immediately.
Emperor Liang favored Lin Qing and promoted him to be the Admiral of Ji Shifu. The Ji Shifu was a special agency set up by the founding father of Liang. Right, this right is beyond heaven.
Lin Qing is also not a quiet person. Since the favor of the saint has become heavier and heavier, the power in his hands has become more and more powerful. This naturally makes many people dissatisfied. Many people have spoken like the saint, thinking that Lin Qing interferes with the hearing , arrogantly chaotic government, disturbed Chaogang, and demanded that Lin Qing be punished for the crime of a disorderly minister. However, Emperor Liang's favor on Lin Qing remained, but those who fought with Lin Qing gradually disappeared from the court, either being cut down, demoted, or exiled for three thousand miles.
As a result, the voices in the courtroom were suppressed, but it was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.
Squinting at the song and dance in front of him, he didn't speak, and the guard beside him stood quietly beside him. Lin Qing seemed to be very interested in the dance music in front of him, and a voice sounded.
"Nine thousand years old is still satisfied with this king's arrangement tonight?"
The owner of the voice said with a smile that it was the third prince sitting in the main seat, looking at him with a high-spirited look.
"The third prince is joking. How can the third prince's birthday banquet be bad? The third prince is young and promising, and his dignity is extraordinary. What you said like this is really a slave, and a slave can't afford it." Lin Qing said respectfully, without a trace of it. arrogant.
I can't see what Lin Qing means, but what should be done is still to be done.
Situ Wenrui clapped his hands, and the person on the side presented a long wooden box with some simple and extravagant patterns carved on the outside. I heard that it was the original work of Du Sheng, a painter from the previous dynasty. I heard that the manager is a person who loves and understands painting, so he thought that one day he could give it to the manager, but it has been delayed due to some things. , I just remembered it today and sent it to the manager, I hope the manager will not refuse."
The people who had been lively below stopped for a while, and couldn't help but think, it was a painting, so it became lively again, but no one knew what was going on in their hearts.
Lin Qing raised his hands in a salute and said, "The third prince loves the servant so much, how dare he be disrespectful, the servant thanked him here." Then he respectfully and politely took the wooden box.
The smile on the third prince's face remained unchanged, and then he warmly toasted with Lin Qing and the ministers, and the atmosphere at the scene became even more lively.
The banquet ended very late, and everyone left the table one after another. Although they were almost gone, those who were interested still noticed that the third prince had been sending Lin Qing to the gate of the mansion in person, and did not turn back until Lin Qing left.
Lord Li of the Censor's Desk and Lord Qian of Guozijian stood in a corner. Lord Li glanced at Lord Qian with an inexplicable expression in his eyes. Lord Qian tugged at his beard and sighed after a while. Now the water in the court is already muddy, and now it’s not bad for the third prince, but I’m afraid it will be difficult for us little shrimps to maintain themselves, we are old and old…”
Mr. Qian sighed and said, leaving a back for Mr. Li, Mr. Li snorted: "Old Fox", and then left.
A slender and cold shadow came out silently from behind where the two of them had just stood, and suddenly drifted away in the direction Lin Qing left.
Sure enough, in a dark alley, Lin Qing's people were fighting with a group of men in black. The cold light of the sword was reflected everywhere under the reflection of the moonlight. There were already more than a dozen people lying on the ground, under the overturned lanterns. Under the illumination of the light, dark red blood was everywhere, and there were people in black as well as people from Lin Qing. Lin Qing was being guarded by several people at this time, and his face was calm and calm.
Although the man in black is very skilled, Lin Qing secretly brought more people to prevent this situation. After all, there are people who want him to die.
Seeing that the man in black was gradually losing the match, and no one could hurt Lin Qing's hair, a crow sounded abruptly, and the man in black immediately received the order and quickly retreated.
With a wave of Lin Qing's palm, several people immediately surrounded a man who was retreating. The man in black who was surrounded tried his best to injure several people and vomited black blood and fell down.
One person went up to probe the person's breath and came back to report: "Sir, there is no breath anymore."
Lin Qing waved his hand, tightened the cloak on his body, and a disdainful smile evoked the corners of his mouth. Everyone wanted him to die, how could he make them happy
Most of the people around Lin Qing were the dark guards of the East Factory. After completing the task, they went back into hiding. Lin Qing and the rest were about to turn around and leave, but when the dark guards retreated, he turned around suddenly. His hair stood on end, and a sense of danger ran through his body.
呲—
A black object came out of nowhere and aimed at the back of Lin Qing's head at an unbelievable speed when everyone was unprepared. Lin Qing's blood was about to freeze.
The icy coldness even ran up to the back of his head, and he tried all his strength to swerve to the side, but suddenly he felt that he hit a soft body, and at the same time, a hidden weapon was forcibly caught.
With a humming sound, a black thorn was pinched by a slender arm with two slender jade fingers, and it was still trembling slightly, showing the strength.
At this time, Lin Qing noticed that his waist was tight, one arm was wrapping around his waist, and he was being protected in front of him in a protective posture. Even saw his pale face.
The owner of the scorpion wore a black mask with silver stripes, with a few strands of long hair hanging in front of him, and there was a cold fragrance on his body, which gave people a cold feeling for no reason.
"grown ups!"
The guard's terrified voice sounded, and the Lengxiang beside him disappeared immediately, leaving only a crisp ding, which was the sound of iron objects colliding with stones.
Looking at the place again, there was no one there. If it wasn't for the hidden weapon left on the ground reminding him of what had just happened, he would have thought that he was hallucinating. Oh, it's ridiculous that someone would save a person like him.
Lin Qing bent down and squatted for a long time, holding the hidden weapon on the ground, with an inexplicable look in his eyes. After a long time, the body of the guards who followed him felt chills. Lin Qing slowly stood up, and the corners of his cool lips slowly drew a sinister expression. laugh.
Since you all want me to die, then I will let you die first!