Yang Jian's health is getting worse and worse. He relies on the death-taking medicine to squeeze out his life potential that he has only had so little left, so that he will not be slouched in bed for the last time, but can be prepared for his own things afterwards.

The price? The remaining life span is cut in half.

More than once Yang Xiusheng wanted to persuade Yang Jian not to work like this, but Yang Jian’s idea was very simple: Instead of surviving, it’s better to cook fresh in a fire!

Originally the Lord of the Nine Five, how could he be willing to die?

So even at night, Yang Jian had little rest. He always called the time soaked in warm soup "rest", and the warm soup was "my last time".

"Uncle, if I really have a next life, I think I should be a fish, and loaches are OK."

Yang Jian was very happy that he was not alone on the last part of the road like his father, and at least he had his uncle Yang Xiusheng accompanying him.

"In the next life? Maybe there is, maybe not."

“I hope there is.”

This kind of similar conversation gradually became more and more as Yang Jian's physical condition. Yang Xiusheng's feeling was the most obvious, and he even felt that there was a little more peaceful spirit in the emperor's eyes.

However, the emperor's eyes became "quiet". The action style did not change, but instead accelerated the pace.

Tonight is unusual, because the emperor rarely recruited several ministers of high power in the court into the palace. Just outside the Wen Tang in Fu'an Palace, he said he was invited to drink.

Unlike ordinary people's tables, the emperor sits in separate tables when treating food and drink. Each person has a small table arranged on the left and right. The emperor is right above.

There were not many people, including the left prime minister Ye Lansheng, the five ministers, the commander of Xuanqingwei, and the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War Wen Mingju. Including Emperor Yang Jian, there were only nine people.

Wen Mingju thought he was the first to arrive, because he immediately came over as soon as he received the emperor's greeting, but found that there had been someone at the banquet, Pang Ban, commander of Xuanqingwei.

"I've seen a big man."

"Um."

Wenming sat down in awkwardly following the eunuch's guidance. He saw a brown earthen clay pot on each table, filled with five kilograms, with three large red characters posted on it: Wuliangye.

When the emperor invites wine, he will definitely not just drink any wine. It is either a kind of nourishing medicinal wine or a top-quality wine. Of course, the wine you drink in this occasion is actually the most important thing.

Not long after Wenming was given, another person came. Six civil officials led by Ye Lansheng. Later, the emperor also came out from behind in a dress of regular clothes.

Yang Jian sat directly above, Wen Mingju and Pang Ban sat on the left hand of the emperor, and the remaining six civil officials sat on the emperor's right hand.

This is not the seating rate in general. Because the seating rate for dining is generally based on the rule of "the higher position is the best, and the older ones in the same level are the best", there are few such "clearly distinct" differentiated seating rates.

Wen Mingju used to be the emperor and the guards in front of him, he knew a lot about the things in the palace, and he was also very clear about the emperor's temper and style of behavior. Seeing this posture of sitting opposite each other, you will know that this wine tonight will definitely not be simple.

Is this a division of the ring?

Who doesn’t know that the celestial officials are fighting with Xuan Qingwei these few days? Now it is the last day for the emperor to give Xuan Qingwei a five-day deadline. Could it be that he was asked to come or fulfill Xuan Qingwei’s statement? But why did you call him, the left minister of the Ministry of War? It seems to have nothing to do with him? Is this what he wanted to take him as a witness?

Wen Mingju secretly thought about the emperor's intentions, but he did not dare to have any emotion on his face. Compared with the adults present, he knew his position and confidence very well.

Wen Mingju knew that if Yang Yansi had not been held down by the emperor and could not move, and he was the emperor's person, otherwise, whether it was the Ministry of War or the Grand Council, it would be his turn to take care of it? Even if there are so many generals in the army, it would not be his turn to be in terms of qualifications. Now, just do what the emperor wants him to do, and after the emperor uses him, at least he can have a good end. Only the fool will do it if he is favored and charmed.

"Ye Xiang, Bai Shangshu, Ma Shangshu..."

After saying hello, even though the other party just nodded and refused to respond, Wen Mingju still greeted him with a smile, as if he was a good man. But everyone here knew that this person was the royal dog. In terms of trust, Pang Ban couldn't match this person, so he really wanted to bite whoever he bites.

"Sit down, I'll invite you all to have a good wine today."

Wuliangye is indeed a good wine. It tastes similar to the best fairy wine, but the price is much cheaper than the fairy wine. It's just not easy to buy.

"Thank you for your wine!" Everyone bowed and thanked.

"Full up!"

Several eunuchs quickly filled the wine to those present. Then the emperor raised the bowl in front of him and said with a smile: "I haven't drunk with you for a long time, so the first bowl has been dried."

"yes."

Regardless of whether the amount of alcohol is good or bad, you must drink this first bowl of wine.

The emperor's alcohol tolerance is average, and he is now at a high age. With his body... After a bowl of wine, he had a pale face and a hint of flushing. It did not make his face look good, but instead looked even more pathological.

The emperor smiled and turned his head to look at the civil servant on the right: "What do you guys think of this wine?"

"It's a good wine, it's no worse than a fairy wine. Thank you for your reward." Ye Lansheng thanked again. He was guessing what direction the wind direction tonight.

"I also think this wine is very good," the emperor said, and said, "You may not know that this wine is a specialty from Fengri City. In secret, it is actually backed by Xuan Qingwei. It is a money bag of Xuan Qingwei, used to hide some money and actions. Haha, Pang Ban, I am not the only one who leaks your Xuan Qingwei's background, right?"

Pang Ban bowed: "Xuanqingwei is your Majesty. You can say whatever you want. I have no objection." It was not a secret. The last time I had a Liangzi in Fengricheng and the Song family in the Imperial City, the incident of Wuliangye leaning against Xuanqingwei was spread within a limited range. The emperor now pointed out but didn't know what he intended.

"It's good if you don't have any objections. If you hide the problem of drinking, it would be a crime. Now that you have made a note, even if it's open source, you are trying to add some funds to yourself without exploitation, and you have solved many people's food and clothing. It's great. I heard that the beginning was the 100 households who had investigated the "Ma San case" before? Now I heard that they have been promoted to a thousand households?"

"Yes, your Majesty, that person, named Shen Hao, is now the pilot deputy Qianhuguan of the Black Flag Camp in Fengricheng."

"He is also arresting the case of Qin Wenhe's family this time, right? The file you just handed over is his name. He is a person who can do business. He can open source and handle cases."

File? What file?
Chapter completed!