Koguryo.
The era of tribal separatism and land occupation as king has come to an end. Under the strong military means of gaisuwen, the iron cavalry has covered most of the island countries.
Except for the two small countries bordering Baiji and Xinluo, the whole peninsula surrendered.
In the stone castle, the dragon is carved on the Zhu lacquer column imitating the Tang Dynasty, representing the majesty of the royal palace.
The candlelight flickered on the glass lamp, reflected on the golden throne, with a touch of rich and noble color.
Gaisuwen played with the wine lamp, stepped on the fox fur throne, revealed a touch of obscene eyes in his eyes, looked at the dancer in the hall to dance and lick his lips.
The face is wide, the forehead is square, and the edges and corners are clear. An inch long scar obliquely pulls the cheekbones from the corners of the eyebrows, adding a bit of ferocity to the cheeks.
When the vocal music stopped, gaisuwen pulled his mouth, smiled and clapped his hands.
The courtiers sitting next to the table in the hall took a look at the figure of the throne on the stone steps and stood up. They couldn''t stop trembling and clapped in a hurry.
Maybe gaisuwen has a kind of evil spirit that soldiers naturally carry. Only an old minister sitting in the front is afraid. In a hurry, the crown on his head is involved and crooked.
Bang.
Chaoguan slipped from his head, turned over his slightly clumsy hands and smashed the wine on the desk.
The sound of Ding Ding is not loud, but it is particularly clear in the hall where music, listening and dancing rest.
The nervous hall suddenly became more uneasy. Unexpectedly, all the ministers looked at it together.
The old minister sitting in the tail seat breathed out a long breath, subconsciously held the official hat on his head with both hands, and left his hand slowly after confirming the document.
"What a tragedy! Wang hates such a disappointing thing. Lord Shi is afraid he will be in trouble."
A low voice came out. The old minister at the desk on his side turned his face, closed his eyes and sighed.
"Ah! It''s all fate!"
"Lord Shi has always been for the people and disagreed with the king. If this happens again, he will be punished by the king."
"Just be careful."
At the moment when the voice fell, I felt a hot look. The two old ministers dared not speak nonsense anymore. They hung their heads and listened quietly.
The figure standing at the head of the hall looked at the old minister trembling to pick up the crown, hold the turned wine, bow and kneel there. He didn''t dare to look at the figure on the stand.
At the age of 50 or 60, he was like a child who had done something wrong.
"Lord Shi, this Lanling dance music is not to your taste?"
Hearing the question, the old man surnamed Shi trembled and offered to start.
"Tell the king that the piano is melodious and the music is gentle. It is actually immortal music on earth."
"I dare not object."
The voice standing on the hall gave a long ''Oh'' and shouted loudly.
"Where is the dancer who just led the dance?"
When the voice fell, the armored soldiers on the back side of the hall had strided out of the hall.
A moment later, the soft lead dancer, dragging her legs, threw her in the hall.
Gaisuwen looked at the old man who bowed his head on the seat, looked at the beautiful figure lying on the ground shivering, and gave a cold hum.
"As a dancer, he can''t dance satisfactorily, so that Lord Shi is upset and angry, and his crime is unforgivable!"
"Drag it down! Cut it!"
The dancer, who did not know why, stared at the old man and the king in the hall. She didn''t understand that she was going to be executed until she was lightly lifted and dragged out by the two soldiers.
The shrill scream, accompanied by violent struggle, roared in the whole hall.
"King! Wronged! Wronged!"
"Lord Shi, help me! Help me!"
Frightened by the shrill cry, Lord Shi hurriedly knelt and walked a few steps to the hall and kowtowed his head.
"King!"
"The old minister has no such intention. He doesn''t like dancing. I hope the king will take back his order and spare the woman''s life."
The figure on the main hall was unmoved. Looking at the kowtow old man in the hall, his eyes showed a proud look.
"The king acted according to Lord Shi''s wishes, but Lord Shi said it was not his intention at this time. Could it be that the king would have made a mistake?"
In the questioning words, there was an indisputable tone, which only shocked the old figure kneeling in the hall.
A flash of consternation flashed across his cold sweaty face and turned pale.
"Your majesty! I don''t mean to!"
Hearing this, the figure in front of the throne smiled loudly and clapped his palm.
"Good! Good!"
"That''s what I mean!"
Bent down and raised the wine glass on the table, gaisuwen slowly walked down the steps, stood in front of the old man and bent down.
"The unity of monarch and minister is a good omen for the stability of the country."
"Lord Shi? Drink this cup?"
The frightened figure reflected the shadow of the wine cup in his eyes. He hurriedly turned back to pick up the wine cup, but he saw that there was no wine in the wine cup.
When I looked back, I saw that gaisuwen drank the beautiful wine in his hand, looked at the ground with deep meaning, and picked his eyebrows without saying anything.
The trembling old man followed gaisuwen''s eyes and saw the wine stains scattered on the beach. He frowned painfully and bent down slowly.
Muddy tears fall on the wine stains and blend into one, moistening the lips and teeth.
Gaisuwen''s words echoed in the hall and echoed in my ears.
"Lord Shi has already had a cup with the king, drank wine and expressed his state."
"From now on, if the king hears again and hears that Lord Shi disagrees with the king, he shall be punished according to the evil words to confuse the public, and there shall be no mistake!"