The next New Year's Eve, Emperor Tianwu finished his last morning court for the year, and then he couldn't wait to pull Zhang Yuan to Yuehan Palace.

There were four little eunuchs following behind Zhang Yuan, holding trays in his hands and brand new palace clothes on his head, all of which were white. He muttered as he walked: "It's the New Year, if the emperor wants to buy something with Concubine Yun, he should give some festive things. Who wears white clothes during the New Year? How good is the red one and how good is the pink one."

Tianwu waved his hand: "No, no, Pianpian is not good. When have you seen her wearing red and green makeup? She is rare and white, and it is the most beautiful, which is in line with her water-like temperament." When Tianwu thought of Concubine Yun, his face immediately smiled and asked Zhang Yuan again: "Today's New Year's Eve, do you think Pianpian will see me?"

Zhang Yuan wanted to say no, but it was not easy to hit the master during the New Year. He thought about it and said seriously: "This possibility is open to 55!"

"Then you might as well not say it." Tian Wu said to Zhang Yuan for a moment, but his steps were speeding up, and he almost ran to the gate of Yuehan Palace with a trot. When he stood up, he gasped and said straight: "No, no, no, it won't be so breathing if it's been a few years ago. His health was obviously not as good as before in the past two years." This made him speak loudly, and he almost used his internal strength to shout.

Zhang Yuan felt so embarrassed. He was so tired that he could still shout so loudly. Master, are you a lie? It is too insulting the mind of Concubine Yun.

He couldn't help but remind: "It's not that exaggerating. The princess left you so many tonics before leaving. I'm watching you take it every day."

Tianwu felt that the dead eunuch was talking too much. He raised his hand and slammed the door of Yuehan Palace a lot, and shouted, "Pianpian, open the door! It's the New Year, I... I'm here to send you new clothes, all of them are made of new ones, white in water, you must like it! Open the door for me quickly, let's not make trouble?"

The door was knocking one by one, which made the palace people in Yuehan Palace frightened. They were used to this kind of scene. They would come to Emperor Wu every New Year's Eve, but if they were not allowed to open the door in the past, they still had the confidence. After all, Concubine Yun was there to support the venue. However, Concubine Yun was not in the palace this year. The people in these palaces were all frightened, fearing that Emperor Tianwu could not help but hit the door and hit the door. Once Concubine Yun left the palace was exposed, none of them could survive.

The people outside were still shouting, and the sound of slapping the door continued, but they were slower and slower, and they lost their strength. Finally, Emperor Tianwu stopped knocking, but the whole person leaned against the palace gate, sighing heavily from across the door. Everyone heard Tianwu say, "I'm getting older every year, and the two children are not in Beijing this year. Pianpian, I know you are so bored. Am I here to play with you? Can you open the door?"

Unfortunately, the gate of Yuehan Palace is like an ice wall, not only as hard as ice, but also so cold that it is unforgettable.

Tianwu smiled bitterly, waved his hand, signaling the eunuchs behind him to put his clothes at the cervix gate, and then said, "Forget it, I come here every month, and you have never softened your heart. It's okay, it's okay to meet or not. As long as you are still in this palace, my heart will be warm." After saying that, he turned around and said to Zhang Yuan: "You wait here for a while. If someone comes out to get clothes, ask them if they are good recently. I want to go around by myself, don't follow me."

Zhang Yuan saw Tianwu staying away with his hands behind his back. The background was no longer as tall and straight as before. He was a little hunched, and his steps were no longer as powerful as before. He staggered slightly. His nose felt sour, and he quickly turned around and stopped looking at Tianwu. Until Tianwu walked away, he reached out to slap the door of Yuehan Palace and shouted: "Sisters, open the door and take the clothes in. The emperor has already walked away."

The gate of Yuehan Palace opened a small crack, and two palace maids squeezed out from it, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and returned to the door, but ignored Zhang Yuan. Soon, the gate of Yuehan Palace slammed again, Zhang Yuan sighed again, and waved to the four eunuchs beside him: "You guys go back first, I want to walk by myself."

As soon as he walked, he reached a quiet place, and then said to the air: "Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a secret guard immediately flashed out and stood in front of him. Zhang Yuan asked the man: "Everything is OK in the east?"

The secret guard nodded, "It's okay to have the seventh prince protecting him. But..." The secret guard paused and said, "Don't you still don't want to tell the emperor?"

Zhang Yuan nodded heavily: "You must not tell the emperor! Since we know about Concubine Yun leaving the palace, we should keep our mouths tightly and never tell anyone anymore. At present, the two nobles of the seventy and nineteen are not in the capital. If the emperor pursues Concubine Yun again, will this great country still want?"

On New Year's Eve this year, people are destined to run around.

Xuan Tianhua's team is approaching Fuzhou, and it only takes another half a day to enter Fuzhou City. The Fuzhou Prefect has sent people to greet the city outside, and the people on both sides met three days ago.

"You lose, the emperor's most love is that little eunuch Zhang Yuan. He is not the Ninth Prince. He drinks!" Under a dead tree beside the path, a team of followers sat around, setting fire in the middle, and a half-cooked duck was mounted on the fire. The person who spoke was a woman wearing a white winter robe and a straw hat. She was holding a wine pot in one hand and holding a wine bowl in the other, carelessly pushing the wine bowl to a young man beside him. "Drink."

The young man expressed dissatisfaction: "Everyone in the world knows that the emperor favors the ninth prince the most. Even our highness can't match, why did he lose?"

The woman waved her hand: "I said you lose if you lose. All I have is first-hand information here. You know, I have a suspicion in the palace. The old emperor always follows the eunuch wherever he goes. Even the little eunuch has to be guarded outside when he sleeps. When do you see him go with the ninth prince?"

The man was speechless and paused for a while before saying again: "Those who follow the emperor anytime and anywhere must be eunuchs."

"That's different." The woman said again: "The old emperor and the little eunuch have a day together, and their relationship is very different. If you are not an ordinary eunuch, just drink it."

The young man was so dark that he thought to himself that where did the Seventh Prince get such a respectful god? Why dare you say anything?

Someone next to him stabbed him: "If you drink, you will drink. There is no such a lot of nonsense. It would be great to drink two more sips of wine in this cold day."

The woman nodded, "Yes, it's a bit cold. I heard that the Eastern Realm is better than the Northern Realm. I don't know if the snow in the Northern Realm is knee-length." She said, turning her head to look at Xuan Tianhua who was sitting far away. The other party was looking at her helplessly. The woman also took a sip of wine and sighed: "It's a pity to follow the Seventh Prince out, and she doesn't give her more meat."

A soldier quickly cut off his legs and handed her over to her, and said, "Bu Cong has been in the Eastern Realm for many years. The soldiers here are basically his old subordinates. Although Bu Cong has already escaped for fear of crime, generally speaking, people in the military camp value friendship, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to integrate into this time."

The woman became angry when she heard this. "It's hard to integrate into the meaning that those people don't listen to the Seventh Prince? Then we can vote. At worst, we can kill all the opposition. I think who dares to say no!"

As soon as she made her bold statement, everyone looked at her. After a while, people clasped their fists and looked admiring: "Brother Tian is domineering!"

Xuan Tianhua finally couldn't listen anymore, so he got up and walked towards him. When he arrived at the woman, he grabbed her arm and almost strongly took the person away. He walked back to the place where he was originally sitting before letting go. When the woman was pulled away by him, she turned around and shouted to the young people surrounding the fire: "Let's continue drinking after entering Fuzhou City tonight!"

At this moment, Xuan Tianhua's heart was so broken that he could not collapse any longer. He looked at the woman and said helplessly: "Mother, what did you say to them? Brother Huantian, where did Brother Tian fight?"

The woman was not the other one, but Concubine Yun. After hearing Xuan Tianhua's question, she told him proudly: "My surname is Yun, isn't Yun in the sky, so I told them my surname is Tian. As for the fact that they call me Brother Tian, ​​it was because they thought I was so happy and loyal to my buddy. Also, Hua'er, today is New Year's Eve, and it's quite hard to have to rush on New Year's Eve."

Xuan Tianhua spread his hands, "It's already hard work, who asked you to come with you? It's so good to stay in the palace honestly. If you don't do it, I have to tell me what good you are."

Concubine Yun also spread her hands like him and told him seriously: "The palace is not good, and the empress is not good. The happiest time in my life was when I was in the village and was incompatible with the palace."

In a word, Xuan Tianhuan wanted to persuade her again, but she was blocked and turned into a silent sigh. Yes, Concubine Yun was unhappy in the palace. He was her son. If he had a choice, he would rather Concubine Yun leave the palace. Even if he brags and drinks with others, it would be better than being locked up in the Yuehan Palace.

He stretched out his arms to embrace Concubine Yun, and then let go, "It's good if you're happy." He said, "It's good if you're happy."

In Fengcedon Province, the only illusion museum, seventeen girls stood in two rows. The older girls were only fourteen or five years old, and the younger ones were only ten years old. They were wearing various colors of clothes and were obediently listening to a woman who looked twenty-seven or eight years old in front of them.

"The so-called illusion is a form of performance in which performers use constant changes to achieve unpredictable and can bring amazing experience to the viewer. Some people call it a miracle. You each have an ice flower. Below, let the flame rise from these ice flowers according to the method I taught you before!"

The woman's voice was deceptive and deceptive, making people feel as if they were in a fantasy world when they heard it, so they all believed that fire could rise from the ice.

The girls followed the rough knowledge they had learned before and kept changing their gestures, intending to make the ice flowers ignite. Unfortunately, the time of a stick of incense has passed, but there is still no fire.

The woman shook her head in disappointment and whispered to a middle-aged man next to her: "This kind of random thing that can be found to make up for numbers is not enough. This is the case this year. Next year, we must find some qualified people and train them from childhood."
Chapter completed!