The moonlight is in the sky.
Liu Mingzhi had a small banquet with a group of brothers, drinking wine and admiring the moon in the mansion.
Until Su Baiqing returned to the military camp to recover from his injuries, Shi Huai did not show up and came to the palace to see Young Master Liu.
Liu Mingzhi heard the guard's reply and said that Shi Huai had gone to the camp outside the city to inspect the situation of the Qilin Guard brothers' encampment. He would probably not come back tonight, and he would visit King Bingjian tomorrow to apologize.
Liu Mingzhi smiled and didn't say anything else. Meeting Shi Huai would only take the next day.
Liu Mingzhi, Song Qing and others apologized, saying that there were still some official duties that had not been completed, so they punished themselves with three drinks and left the wine shop.
On the corridor, Liu Mingzhi looked slightly drunk. He held a lantern in his hand and smiled helplessly as he looked at the brothers who were still drinking and punching in the martial arts field.
Xi scolded the group of drunkards and walked towards his study with a lantern.
In Liu Mingzhi's study, Liu Song was holding a basin in his hand, and Liu Mingzhi was burying his head in the basin to wake up from his drunkenness.
After a long time, Liu Mingzhi wiped his face and sat on the chair, looking at Liu Song who placed the basin on the wooden stand.
"Did the old man ask you to bring me anything?"
Liu Song chuckled, took out two letters from his arms and handed them to Young Master Liu: "The young master is indeed very discerning. The master asked me to bring you two letters back."
Liu Mingzhi took the letter and picked the wick of the candle. The study suddenly became much brighter.
"Have you heard any news about Yan'er in the capital? There is no problem with her safety!"
"Don't worry, young master. I heard that the young lady is staying safe and sound in the harem with the Queen Mother. There is no danger for the time being, just..."
"What is that? Don't hesitate!"
"I heard that the young lady seems to be grounded and cannot leave the harem. I don't know if she is real or fake."
"As long as there is no danger, have you heard any news from the palace?"
"Not at all. Xiaosong was anxious to find Mr. Jiang and hand over the young master's letter to him. He didn't pay too much attention to the news in the palace."
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently, polished his ink and started writing for a while. After a long time, Liu Mingzhi handed the three letters into Liu Song's hands.
"Send one letter to the old man, and ask the old man to find a way to find Zhou Fei, the chief steward next to Ruizong, and ask him to pass the letter to him. The last letter asks the old man to think of a way to send it to the Empress Dowager and Yan'er. In hand."
"I understand, little one, please resign!"
After Liu Song left, Liu Mingzhi picked up the two letters Liu Zhian asked Liu Song to send and read them under the light.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the contents of the letter, sometimes smiling bitterly, sometimes frowning, sometimes falling into deep thought, and he hesitated in a short period of time, as changeable as his facial makeup.
After Liu Mingzhi read the two letters, he was silent for a long time, opened the window and made a gesture, and Suzaku's heroic but charming body flew into the study.
"Suzaku meets the young master!"
"Excuse me, have you found out the traces of this guy Shi Huai?"
Suzaku took out a stack of rice paper from his arms and handed it to Liu Mingzhi's hand. Liu Mingzhi took it and watched it for a moment, with a playful smile on his lips.
"Rich, richer than this young master. In just a few days, he has visited all the houses of the generals in Northern Xinjiang!"
"Tell me, how much money do I have to give away?"
Suzaku shrugged his exposed shoulders under the tulle: "Quer doesn't know either. Some were given away and some were not. Although she knows how much gold and how many silver notes are in the gift box."
Liu Mingzhi thought for a moment, hesitated for a while, and finally lit the note in his hand against the candle and threw it into the brazier.
"So many generals have gone to their residences, but I, the young master, who stands shoulder to shoulder with Wang Bingzhong Road, the Grand Marshal of the Army, did not come to visit."
"Qier, do you think this guy looks down on me and thinks that I am not qualified to let him visit me?"
"Master, Que'er is not a roundworm in his stomach, how do you know what he is thinking."
"Haha... Yes, but since you look down on this young master, in my opinion, there is no need for such a person to live."
Zhuque's charming eyes flashed coldly: "Qie'er understands, Que'er immediately sent an order to the brothers to get rid of this person."
"Hey, don't get excited. You don't need to do anything about this. If you want to kill him, you have to do it openly and let him know how and why he died."
"Don't worry about this matter. I have my own arrangements tomorrow. It's getting late. You should go back and rest first!"
Suzaku reluctantly looked at Mr. Liu, his delicate body turned and reclined on the simple bed in the study room, his green-white jade fingers gently traced his smooth chin, and the charm in his pretty eyes was enchanting.
"Qu'er is tired and doesn't want to leave. It's already dark and the ladies have all rested. Que'er thinks, young master, why don't you accompany Que'er to rest in the study for the night?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the charming and alluring Suzaku with an embarrassed expression, and subconsciously rubbed his waist. He suddenly woke up from the drunkenness, took out the key and threw it to Suzaku, then ran out of the study in a panic.
"Lock the door, go back and rest obediently, and let's talk about other things after I have mastered my magic skills!"
Suzaku stamped his feet angrily, resentful of Young Master Liu's incomprehensible amorous feelings, angrily locked the door, used Qinggong and left the study.
The next day, the sun rose three poles,
Xiong Jian's war horses stopped in front of the palace, and each agile man carried a simple gift box and walked towards the martial arts field in the palace under the leadership of his servants.
They are the generals in Northern Xinjiang who are qualified to receive Liu Mingzhi's famous invitation.
After about an hour, there was no sign of anyone coming to the palace.
On the palace martial arts field, Liu Mingzhi looked at the more than a hundred generals under the steps and chuckled lightly.
"I would like to thank all the generals for attending the banquet. Please take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Congratulations on your recovery."
Liu Mingzhi knelt down in front of the low table and clapped his hands gently: "Come, serve wine and play music."
"As you command!"
Under the leadership of Liu Song, a group of servants from the palace held jars of aged wine and placed them on the tables of a group of generals. In a pavilion not far away, twelve young beauties with first-class beauty, With the gauze covering her face, the various musical instruments in her hands began to play a piece of heroic music.
These twelve beautiful young ladies were the Twelve Flying Immortals of Dunhuang whom Mr. Liu took under his command when the bandits were suppressed in the south of the Yangtze River in the past.
The music revealed a bit of murderous sound from time to time, which made Yunyang, Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye and others subconsciously frown a few times.
Several people glanced at each other subconsciously and saw the meaning in each other's eyes.
This banquet cannot be said to be a banquet, let alone a Hongmen Banquet.
But this banquet is not that simple, I am afraid it will involve blood.
After thinking about this, several old foxes subconsciously glanced at Shi Huai, Su Baiqing, and the young general not far away, and then silently withdrew their gazes.
King Bingjian was so angry that he vomited blood because of the enemy troops from the two countries escaping from the encirclement.
Of course there are many factors involved, and the inability to combine the 300,000 recruits in time is also one of them.
Yunyang gently stroked his snow-white beard, coughed slightly, and looked madly at them. Yun Yang looked at the fragrant food on the table and fell silent.
Qi Yun's personal maid, Yu'er, knelt down beside Young Master Liu, filling Liu Mingzhi's drink with a faint smile on her pretty face.
Some of the surrounding dancers also began to fill the wine glasses for the generals.
"I am very pleased that all of you are able to come to visit me with such honor. You are all just rough people, so I won't say any more literate opening remarks!"
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and picked up the wine glass: "I respect you for doing this first. Thank you all seniors. Brother, please appreciate me!"
"We propose a toast to the prince."
"Okay, I'll have a drink later."
Liu Mingzhi drank all the wine in the glass and placed it heavily on the table. He glanced at the unfamiliar faces of the generals beside Su Baiqing on the left, smiled faintly, and turned to face the Twelve Flying Immortals of Dunhuang in the pavilion. Look!
"Beauties, this song doesn't sound fun to you. Please change it to another one."
"Slave, dare I ask the prince what music he wants to listen to?"
""Guang-Ling-San""
