Tai Chi Hall.
The Taiji Hall is the most magnificent building in the palace, with twelve rooms wide and fifteen rooms deep. The house is gorgeous, with carved railings and jade walls, showing the utmost luxury. The roof of the hall adopts a single eaves and four slopes style, with four-story brackets protruding from the eaves. The shape may seem simple but unique, and is actually a combination of beauty and mechanics.
The banquet in the palace has been held.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the lights are as bright as day, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras can be heard endlessly. The maids and dancers come to fetch and offer wine to the guests.
The ministers, princes and nobles of the court were all present, each occupying a place, chatting, laughing, drinking, enjoying singing and dancing, and having a great time. . Yang Guang, who is sitting on the main dragon platform, has not yet arrived. But no one is surprised that it is strange that His Majesty can be punctual.
Many people who were familiar with the rules of the emperor's banquet, after just a few glasses of wine, started to act wildly, laughing loudly with the palace maids, and even touching her in a despicable manner. The few guests who came to the banquet for the first time were dumbfounded, but they were quickly infected by the atmosphere and completely integrated into it without any dissonance.
The Yuwen Valve occupied a separate seat.
The head of the clan, Yu Wenshang, held the wine bottle and took a sip. He glanced at the absurd banquet and snorted: "Back then, Yang Jian forced Emperor Jing to abdicate and established himself as emperor. Although he was not in the right position, it still counts. He is an unparalleled hero with great talent and great strategy. He has countless capable men under his command, and he has accumulated a rich family fortune for Yang Guang. But now, the temple is full of traitors. Outside the rivers and lakes, rebel armies are rising, which is really disappointing. "
"It's just a matter of words and deeds. First there was a foolish king like Yang Guang, and then there were all the treacherous villains in the court."
The speaker was Yuwen Shiji, who was the younger brother of Yu Wenhuaji. He was good at civil engineering and served as Yang Guang's young eunuch. He supervised the construction of the "Ten Shugang Palaces" such as Guiyan Palace, Huiliu Palace, and Songlin Palace in the north of Jiangdong City.
Yu Wenhuaji gave a hint of sneer: "It is precisely because of the addition of such a foolish king that God has given me the Yuwen clan a good opportunity. Although I am not very sure about today's action, I am still eighty-nine percent sure."
While talking, Yu Wenhuaji looked at a middle-aged man not far away. This man was handsome, with a majestic bearing, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and a smile all over his face, but he always had a murderous aura that was incompatible with the banquet atmosphere.
——Dugu Feng, the master of Dugu Valve.
Although Dugufeng's martial arts skills are not as good as Yuwenshang's, he is still a troublesome figure and one of the variables in the Yuwen clan's usurpation of the throne.
Dugu Feng seemed to notice Yu Wenhuaji's gaze, and turned his head to look at him with a cold smile on his lips.
And where the two people's eyes met, lightning seemed to explode.
Although the Yuwen clan and Dugufeng are not in the same situation, as the two great clans that dominate Daxing, they also have many conflicts.
At this moment, a loud whipping sound came from the dragon platform, followed by a slightly sharp, old eunuch's voice.
"Quiet! Your Majesty has arrived!"
The noisy banquet suddenly fell silent. All the princes, nobles, ministers and ministers were busy arranging their clothes, sitting upright, and waiting for Yang Guangda to arrive.
Yang Guang, wearing a nine-dragon robe, came to the dragon platform surrounded by a group of eunuchs and female officials.
All the princes and ministers stood up and bowed to greet him. Yang Guang waved his hand in an easy-going manner and said in a loud voice: "My lords, please rise."
Yu Wenhua sat back down again, holding the wine bottle in his hand. He glanced at Yang Guang inadvertently and couldn't help but tremble. This foolish king Yang Guang seemed to be very different from ordinary people.
Yang Guang's appearance is actually not bad, but as he gets older and indulges in drinking and sex, he has given people the feeling that he is on the verge of death, and that he is just a dying person.
But now, Yang Guang has regained some of his youthful and unrestrained style, and even carries the aura of a king, which makes Yu Wenhua and his trance go back to before the three expeditions to Korea.
At that time, Yang Guang was not necessarily considered to be the greatest emperor of all time, but he was also majestic and heroic, quite like a wise emperor.
"What's going on with this foolish king..." The more Yang Guang behaved like this, the more uneasy Yu Wenhuaji and others became.
All the princes and ministers sat back down one after another and also discovered something strange about Yang Guang. Not daring to return to the previous wretched state, everyone sat upright and listened to the holy message.
Yang Guang glanced at him and said with a smile: "My dear friends, do you know why I called you here today?"
All the princes and ministers looked at me and me with doubts on their faces, but no one dared to answer casually, just because the Hunjun was moody, and if the answer was not in line with his wishes, he would be slapped lightly.
An official with rosacea, slender eyes, and a fat figure stood up, with a smile on his face, and said in a flattering tone: "Your Majesty is a nine-five-year-old man with unfathomable power. I can't wait for a mere mortal, how dare you? Guess God’s will.”
Everyone spat in their hearts. This high-ranking official was Pei Yun, the imperial censor. He had no real knowledge and only relied on flattery and the ability to report good news but not bad news to get into his current position.
"You idiot." Yang Guang scolded with a smile, but he was not really angry: "This banquet is called the 'Emperor's Master's Banquet', naturally it seems to be set up for the 'Emperor's Master'. I was accepted as a disciple by a master yesterday, and today I am special Hold a banquet for the 'Emperor Master'."
Everyone didn't know why, but they didn't dare to disobey Yang Guang and congratulated him one after another. Only Yu Wenhuaji and others were frightened and had an unknown premonition, guessing the identity of the imperial master.
"The Imperial Master has always been well-known in the world. He has a good understanding of astronomy and geography. His cultivation is even more thorough. He achieved great success yesterday." Yang Guang sat on the dragon platform and said with great interest: "I have already Having said it so clearly, can you all guess the identity of the Imperial Master?"
"I don't know."
All the cunning ministers present faintly smelled something unusual, and they felt restless and did not dare to speak at will.
"General Yuwen has always been well-informed and a man of extraordinary resourcefulness. He can guess the identity of the emperor's master." Yang Guang raised a bottle of wine and took a sip, with a free and elegant taste. After putting down the wine bottle, he glanced at Yuwen Ban.
Senhan's murderous intent flashed through Yu Wenhua's eyes, but he disappeared in an instant. Standing proudly, he said loudly: "Could it be that the Holy One is talking about the 'Supreme Glory' Yulian City?"
"Yes, it's Mr. Yu. General Yuwen is indeed smart." Yang Guang praised him with his palms raised, and said loudly: "Please come into the palace, Imperial Master."
As the imperial guards shouted outside, a figure in black robe slowly walked in from outside the palace, followed by a girl in yellow.
The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a pair of slender and beautiful bare feet. She had an alluring appearance. When she stepped into the lobby where the aroma of wine was mixed with the aroma of fine rouge, she felt as if a fairy was attending. It's like a feast in Yaochi.
But no matter men, women, old or young, no matter the princes, nobles or palace maids, they all immediately focused their attention on the black figure in the lead, as if this person was a black hole that could absorb all the light around him.
