"The Prime Minister is unwell, so I will drink it for him." Ouyang Yi stood up, took the goat's milk from Qiu Yu's hand, and poured it down. "Ouyang Yi apologizes for this. I wonder what the prince thinks?"

Qiu Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, then turned around and sat back in his first seat.

Lin Ruge's throat was still filled with greasy sweetness, and she always felt as if there was some unpicked wool stuck in her throat.

Not sure if it was a psychological effect, Lin Ruge quickly picked up a few jade begonias and stuffed them into his mouth to get rid of the smell of goat's milk in his mouth.

Ouyang Yi raised his glass and saluted Lin Ruge from a distance, "Prime Minister, this is Yangguan Lie, a good wine from southern Xinjiang. Do you want to try it?"

Lin Ruge was grateful to Ouyang Yi for reminding him. He filled a glass, drank it in one gulp, and breathed a sigh of relief. There was finally something for people to eat in southern Xinjiang, and fortunately the wine was not bad either.

Qiu Yu gave a few instructions to the palace slaves and prepared for the banquet.

The palace lanterns flickered, then suddenly all went out.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of drums came from outside the door. The rhythm was sometimes soothing and sometimes rapid, and the tones were ethereal and ups and downs. They were gorgeous and distant but could be freely retracted and retracted. Lin Ruge's heartbeat was like a drum, his soul was rippling, and his face was red. Fortunately, Dai

He took off his mask and turned off the lights, otherwise his secret would be exposed.

What a head start! Lin Ruge concentrated his attention, tightened his grip on the wine glass in his hand, and turned slightly.

The drumming stopped suddenly.

Even though Ouyang Yi had seen a lot, he was stunned at this moment. A woman in red was leaning over the red drum that was flying towards him. However, the woman did not raise her head, so she could not see what kind of appearance that graceful figure had.

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The sound of the flute sounds as if it is far away in the sky.

After the sound of the flute was completed, the woman used her hand as a mallet and tapped the drum head.

Lin Ruge leaned back and poured another glass of wine. Ouyang Yi, who was opposite him, was already immersed in the weird foreign music. The wine glass in his hand tilted and wine spilled out, but he didn't even notice it.

Lin Ruge composed herself, and when she raised her head, the woman in red had already raised her eyes and smiled at her, with a rose in her mouth, her eyes charming and blurred.

When the sound of the flute stopped, the woman soared up from the drum, dancing in the red silk silk in the air. Her eyebrows were twinkling, and her eyes were seductive. A dot of red mandala on her forehead made her dancing posture more graceful and her figure enchanting. The lower part of the silk silk.

Hanging on the drum head, she flew and danced to the faint sound of the drum, her jade fingers changed, making various shapes, her waist was slim and light, and she danced with all kinds of charm.

After the song was finished, the dancer stood on the drum with a smile on her face and leaned close to Lin Ruge.

In front of him was the dancing girl panting, and the tranquility of the roses touching her nose... Lin Ruge smiled and grabbed the rose from the dancing girl's mouth. The dancing girl let go, fell off the drum, and almost collapsed in Lin Ruge's arms.

"Eh? Ying'er! Why is it you?" The palace lantern turned on, and Qiu Yu was surprised to find that the dancer just now was his precious daughter. "Why did you give that rose to the Prime Minister?"

"Didn't my father say that Ying'er wants to give this rose to the one she loves in this life?" The woman named Ying'er lowered her eyes and said shyly, "Ying'er feels that Mr. Ning is the person that Ying'er admires."

Qiu Yu was a little angry and hated Qiu Ying for being rash. But in front of him was Ning Guoxiang, who was smiling and hugging Qiu Ying, and the other was Ouyang Yi, who was looking thoughtfully at Ning Guoxiang and Qiu Ying.

There are still troops brought by Prime Minister Ning Guo and Ouyang Yi outside. What's more, the man named Li Xian is not at Zhishuang Pavilion. If he silences him at this time, there is no guarantee that Li Xian will not attract more troops from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He is still raising his spirits.

Keep in mind, if a dispute is provoked rashly at this time, it is not necessarily who will suffer.

What's more... Ying'er should be just messing around.

After thinking about it, Qiu Yu returned to his graceful smile, raised his glass and saluted Lin Ruge, "The lonely king has always respected the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and now he dances with the bright light of the southern border to ask for the control of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. I don't know the country."

What do you think?"

A palm of land?

Ouyang Yi didn't react for a moment. He only thought that Qiu Yu was not frightened. How could he put forward such a stupid condition, paying for his daughter, food, wine and time, all he wanted was a piece of land?

Over there, Lin Ruge was still meditating, joking with Qiu Ying from time to time, as if she didn't take Qiu Yu's words to heart at all.

Ouyang Yi couldn't hold himself back. In the inquiry hall that day, Emperor Zhaohe said that the two of them should discuss everything and never act arbitrarily. Now that Qiu Yu wants to sue for peace, what does Ning Ke want to do?

"Then..." Ouyang Yi picked up the wine glass and saluted Qiu Yu.

Lin Ruge suddenly stretched out and pushed Qiu Ying out. Qiu Ying was not angry, she just whispered to Lin Ruge and ran out laughing.

"Then I offer this toast..." Ouyang Yi smiled at Qiu Yu, but his eyes followed Qiu Ying out of the hall.

Lin Ruge just poured the wine and chuckled, then stood up and bowed to Qiu Yu.

"Respect..." Ouyang Yi suddenly felt that he had forgotten the words. Lin Ruge was obviously just toasting in a serious manner, maybe to agree to the matter of holding the land, but why, in those bright eyes like mist, suddenly rose

I got a kick out of watching the prey struggle in my hands.

"Thank you..." Ouyang Yi felt for the first time that maybe this woman became the Prime Minister not just for opportunism.

Lin Ruge covered her face with her sleeves and raised her head to drink the wine from the glass. Qiu Ying ran in from outside the palace, her eyebrows were filled with joy, she handed a parchment scroll in her hand to Lin Ruge, and she still shyly sat down next to Lin Ruge.

Lin Ruge spread the parchment on the table, put his hands on it, and looked at Qiu Yu with a smile.

"King of Southern Xinjiang, you just used the dance of light to exchange for my control of the territory of Beizhou. Do you think this control is enough?"

He was still smiling, but his tone was as sharp as a knife.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Several ministers sitting at the bottom stood up slightly, and suddenly they saw Lin Ruge's small palm, which suddenly covered half of the country on the sheepskin map.

That was a map from the founding period of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. At that time, the Northern Zhou Dynasty had a vast territory, starting from the Liao Mountain in the east, reaching the Tianshan Mountain in the north, reaching the Huya Grassland in the west, and the vast sea in the south. After the founding of the country, in order to destroy Xiliang, the desert deep in the grassland was divided into

In Southern Xinjiang, the supreme ruler of Southern Xinjiang enjoys the title of Northern Zhou Dynasty and is honored forever. However, he did not expect that Southern Xinjiang, which had received many benefits from Northern Zhou Dynasty, would now bite back Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Qiu Yu's expression was ugly. Although he wanted to make fun of the young prime minister, he could not use this as an excuse to declare war on the Northern Zhou Dynasty. After all, Huo Jun was stationed in the Huya Grassland, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty had worked hard to govern in recent years and the treasury was full. It was definitely not the mourning of the Southern Qi Dynasty back then.

Emperor is comparable.

He also hated Qiu Ying, but he couldn't match Ning Ke's beauty, so he brought the map from the founding period of the Northern Zhou Dynasty that he had treasured for many years. But the problem is, this Ning Ke is not the most beautiful among men, how could Qiu Ying fall in love with him!

"The Prime Minister is joking, how dare the lonely king have such different intentions." Qiu Yu personally came down to pour wine for Lin Ruge and Ouyang Yi, "There is a saying in the Central Plains, 'It is better to love one's hometown for a pound of soil than to love another country's ten thousand taels of gold.

"The solitary king was once a member of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Because he missed the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he wanted to control the country."

"That's it." Lin Ruge smiled and put away the parchment.

Qiu Yu looked happy, but he soon discovered that he was happy too early.
Chapter completed!