Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

On a day like Emperor Yuan's birthday, almost all the prominent figures in the imperial city came.

All kinds of carriages were laid out on both sides of the palace gate. The nobles dressed in fancy clothes complimented each other, and the sons of noble families gathered together in twos and threes. Every time a big person enters the venue, it can attract a lot of attention.

Bai Taining was standing with several other aristocratic sons joking.

"Speaking of which, why didn't I see that proton today."

One of them asked, with a particularly malicious smile.

"Look at what you said, Brother Bai has been messed with by someone before, so how can you get out of bed."

About ten days ago, Bai Taining proudly showed off to his gang of friends, and vividly described how he brought a few burly men and instructed them to take off the clothes of the Prince of Wei, who had come to his door. , The incense /// flamboyant scene of public humiliation.

"Gao, Brother Bai is really tall!" After listening to this, the friends of the Hu Peng Gou applauded in succession. There were even a few of them who got interested and asked Bai Taining to bring them next time, and also taste the taste of the Crown Prince of Wei.

"If you don't say anything else, at least he is a prince. If he looks and looks like that, if he is placed on Hualiu Street, he will definitely be the top card of thousands of people."

"That's right, Brother Bai, you can't eat alone. Next time there is such a happy event, why don't you call us together."

"Naturally, next time there is such a good thing, I will never forget you brothers."

They were all people in the same circle, and they had close relationships, so Bai Taining couldn't refuse, so he agreed with a smile and promised to play with them.

Although they were all young masters, these people did not sympathize with Ye Linghan at all.

If the Crown Prince of Wei is completely innocent, they will naturally not make the water in the river, and at most they will be unpleasant, and they will be finished with a meal. But since Ye Linghan himself is doing this to himself, insisting on clinging to the powerful like accompanying the wine, and committing the cruelty of Bai Taining with his usual methods, then he can't blame anyone.

Just when they were laughing and joking, someone on the side just caught a glimpse of him, and immediately pushed him with his elbow: "Brother Bai, look over there, isn't that the proton of Wei Guo?"

"Huh?" Bai Taining looked back.

He was not surprised that Ye Linghan would come today.

For such a big event as the saint's birthday, unless Wei Guo's proton wanted to be labeled as a disrespectful Wei Guo to Da Yuan, he would have to climb over even if he climbed.

If the time comes when Da Yuan uses this reason to go to war against Wei, Ye Linghan will become a sinner of the old country. But of course, Da Yuan never bothered to find a reason to start a war. He asked that he had a big fist and was expected to dominate the world, so he attacked with an iron fist.

However, what Bai Taining didn't expect was that he would see Ye Linghan beside the third prince.

The prince with his eyes tied with white silk stood on the carriage, wearing a well-cut, ordinary white clothes, only the sleeves and robes were embroidered with fine gold patterns, and even the belt was of the same color, and he was wearing a crown suit with the background. Official uniforms, people dressed in costumes are out of place.

Beside him, Wei Guoyuan was standing up straight. If he didn't stare at him, it would be difficult to notice the unnatural standing.

Bai Taining's first reaction was surprise, then sneer.

Not to mention that a dog can't change Ye Linghan who eats shit, what if the third prince looks like this now, even if he goes out and climbs it? It is not that the bamboo basket is empty.

However, staring at the two people standing, he was still quite unhappy in his heart.

It is said that a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the third prince lost his memory and blindness, his identity was still there. He was a big man who Ye Linghan never even dreamed of climbing. He only needed to move his lips to get what Ye Linghan dreamed of running around.

In addition, the third prince is usually a kind-hearted person, and he has also had experience in a foreign country. Maybe a soft-hearted, begging the sage to let Ye Linghan go back to the country is not necessarily.

Bai Taining originally wanted to play with his friends, but now Ye Linghan hugged the third prince's thigh, even if the latter was no longer valued by the sage, the power in his hands was real. Not to mention Bai Taining, even his father Tingwei had to be respectful when he saw the Third Highness.

So this tone can only be tolerated for the time being.

"Who knows, maybe after playing it once last time, he found out that he had some unknown hobby, and he was able to climb another high branch."

Bai Taining felt unhappy in his heart, and his words became more and more sloppy: "Obviously he is the eldest prince, but the third highness has not taken any wife or concubines these years. I didn't expect to like this one."

"But if nothing else, the surnamed Ye is indeed very talented, and the third highness should be quite satisfied."

"Thorn-"

The next second, a black shadow struck from a tricky angle with lightning speed.

Bai Taining didn't have time to react at all, or all the guards around him didn't notice, only waited for the whip to leave a long bloodstain on Bai Taining's face, and the latter came back to his senses when he cried out in pain.

"Ah, ah, there are assassins!" Bai Taining exclaimed in pain.

A lazy voice came from the dark night, "Why doesn't this king know that Young Master Bai of Tingwei's family is so presumptuous."

This whip is by no means the whip that Zong Hongjiu used to play with every family, but the whip used to draw military horses. With one whip, half of Bai Taining's face was ripped apart, extremely tragic.

The king of Beining!

Everyone around was taken aback. Even the bitter master Bai Taining immediately became dumb as if he was strangled by the neck.

Yu Beizhou had an unpredictable smile on his face, which sent chills down his spine: "The third prince died at Hangu Pass, and he is the crown prince appointed by the Sage. If the arrangement of Young Master Bai spread to the Sage's ears, I'm afraid it's not good."

In the end, the saint did not speak. The news of the third prince's return is only slowly spreading under the tacit understanding of everyone.

Bai Taining can just talk nonsense on weekdays. If he is brought to the table, he can easily be detained as a rumored emperor. If you really want to care about it, you will be beheaded to show the public.

Bai Tingwei, who rushed over in a hurry, was shocked when he heard it, gave Bai Taining a vicious look, and quickly said in a good voice: "My lord, I don't mean to offend, this minister is here to accompany you on behalf of the youngest son. Bai Taining, you Come over quickly!"

Saying so, Tingwei couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Even if Bai Taining bullies men and women again, it's just a matter of watching. Even if he was given a hundred courage, he would never dare to provoke the King of Beining. And why did he provoke this lord who was highly favored in the imperial city, with a quirky and eccentric personality?

The moment he saw the identity of the person who came, Bai Taining was so frightened that he fought with his legs.

The King of Beining had actually been on the battlefield. He gave him a fluttering glance, and his face was obviously pleasant, but he was also swept up into the sky by the murderous aura that came directly, and his heart was torn apart.

His father squatted down and handed over a step, Bai Taining immediately threw himself on the ground and knelt on the ground, ignoring the injury on his face at all, which was quite frightening.

Yu Beizhou didn't look at him at all.

He supported his head, his eyes fell not far away.

The prince in white didn't notice the movement here at all. Beside him stood Wei Guo's proton, who was meeting with Mu Yuanlongzong Ruichen, and seemed to be saying something in a low voice.

The warm light of the floor-to-ceiling lantern reflected in the past, trapping the warm and clear profile of the face, as if coated with a layer of divine light that descended on the world, making people unable to take their eyes off.

"My lord, he has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, look at today"

"roll."

Yu Beizhou suddenly felt sluggish.

He casually threw the whip in his hand, and the servant who was standing beside hurriedly crawled to the ground to pick it up, throwing his face in ashes.

On the other side, Zong Luo just got off the carriage and talked with Ye Linghan for a few words. Mu Yuanlong, who was waiting with Zong Ruichen early, brought someone up.

"Your Highness." Mu Yuanlong clasped his fists and saluted, attracting prying eyes.

After the news of the third prince's return came, everyone thought of Mu Yuanlong.

Although Xuanqi was the third prince's personal soldier, he had a remarkable record and gained a great reputation. Mu Yuanlong had been a lieutenant general for so many years. After the death of his master, he should have been incorporated into other armies. Unexpectedly, Emperor Yuan promoted him as a general, and Xuanqi would be preserved.

Now that the master is back, the situation is embarrassing.

Power is what is really in his hands, not to mention in a situation where the Third Prince is obviously unable to control the army. I don't know how many people are waiting to see Mu Yuanlong's reaction, whether to hand over military power or pretend to ignore it.

Hearing the voice, Zong Luo nodded and said, "It's been hard these days. Ruichen, are you used to living in the military camp?"

"Third brother." After coming out of the palace and exercising in the military camp for more than a week, Zong Ruichen's whole body was refreshed, and he finally looked like he should have at his age: "General Mu treat me well, I am every day. Get up in the morning to practice martial arts, and the roast lamb cooked by Xuanqi brothers is delicious!"

He said happily, accidentally caught a glimpse of Ye Linghan standing beside Zong Luo, his expression immediately became alert.

Mu Yuanlong also said: "His Eighth Highness is diligent in martial arts and has a foundation. At his age, this minister never has such a disposition."

"Since the Eighth Highness has been delivered, I still have important things to do, so I will retire with His Highness first."

The more large-scale palace banquets are held, the more generals they have to be responsible for guarding the imperial city. Later, Mu Yuanlong had to take Xuanqi to the outskirts of Beijing for a patrol, just to send Zong Ruichen over.

Zong Luo nodded, watched his former lieutenant leave, and whispered: "Ruichen, you will follow me later, you don't have to pretend to be stupid, just talk less."

Emperor Yuan had said very bluntly last time that Zong Ruichen's affairs were left to him. Now that Zong Luo is back, naturally he will not be wronged by the eighth brother and pretend to be crazy and foolish.

Zong Ruichen sniffed: "Okay."

Although he always listened to what the emperor said, he couldn't help but ask, "Third brother, he is this"

"Last time, Young Master Ye didn't tell the secret, but we misunderstood." Zong Luo touched Zong Ruichen's head.

Sure enough, after listening to Zong Luo's explanation, the guard on Zong Ruichen's face was also relieved.

He obediently ran to Zong Luo's side and stood up, his face a little tangled.

Ye Linghan saw it and knew that Zong Ruichen had something to say that he didn't want to hear, so he obediently took two steps back, his expression calm and silent.

Thinking of that strange and terrifying dream, Zong Ruichen couldn't help shivering.

After hesitating for a long time, he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Third brother, it's not that I don't believe him, but that I had a strange dream two days ago."

"I dreamed that I died at this banquet."