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Chapter 812

Words:2755Update:22/07/01 05:16:45

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Yao Chong and Wei Zhigu stood with their hands behind their backs, their faces gloomy. Ever since Di Renjie became seriously ill, too many official duties had been placed on them. Their desks were now full of documents, but neither of them was in the mood to deal with them.

Because of the depressing atmosphere in the hall, the eunuchs stayed far away from the door. They didn't know why the two Prime Ministers were so preoccupied. If they were not careful, they might ruin their plans.

Outside the hall, Zhao Jianing of the Hall of Governmental Affairs walked in with hurried steps. The courtyard outside the hall was silent. His arrival startled away a few small birds that were looking for food. They flapped their wings and flew into the tall and dense forest, disappearing.

Zhao Jianing was young and proud. He became a Jinshi at the age of nineteen. He was the first Jinshi of the imperial court and could be considered a disciple of the emperor.

But he was born in Li Tang's era and grew up in Li Tang's time. He was also loyal to Li Tang's empire. After becoming an official, he was very close to the officials who had the same ambition. Because of this, he was ostracized and sent to Hanlin Academy, becoming a noble but powerless scholar.

Ever since the Khitans and Turks used the excuse of protecting Li Tang and rebelling against the Zhou, Wu Zetian, who was too old to rectify the situation, had to use many of Li Tang's old officials to stabilize the political situation and the people. Wei Zhigu and Yao Chong became Prime Ministers one after another. After they gained power, they immediately transferred Zhao Jianing out of Hanlin Academy and appointed him as the Secretariat Renderer. He was young but was already in the center of a confidential department. Obviously, the two Prime Ministers wanted to train him.

Zhao Jianing was on the same side as the two Prime Ministers, so he did not regard himself as an outsider. As soon as he entered the Political Affairs Hall, he cupped his hands in greeting and said to Wei Zhigu and Yao Chong in a hurry, "Prime Minister Wei, Prime Minister Yao, Master Di went to Dragon Gate!"

Yao Chong was shocked and said, "Master Di went to Dragon Gate? He … has already recovered? "

Zhao Jianing shook his head and said, "Master Di's body is sick, and he's getting weaker day by day. He can't even withstand the jolting of an ox-cart or carriage. He was carried to the Dragon Gate in a soft palanquin, but before he could leave the Ding Ding Gate, he fainted again. His son was by his side, and there was also a doctor carrying a medicine box."

Wei Zhigu stopped and stroked his beard as he murmured, "This old fox is so unyielding. He's going to sacrifice his life to protect Prince Luling!"

Yao Chong circled around the hall twice and suddenly stomped his foot heavily. "I can't hesitate anymore! Duke Wei, we can't pretend to be deaf and mute at this time. We have to stand up for him. Otherwise, everyone in the world will criticize us! "

Wei Zhigu hesitated, "But, those officials …"

Yao Chong said, "We can't care about that anymore. Let's go to Dragon Gate first. We'll explain the pros and cons to them later."

Wei Zhigu lowered his head and thought for a moment. He crossed his fist and palm and said in a low voice, "Fine! Master Di is already in such a state, but he still wants to go to Dragon Gate. Even if we consider our lifelong friendship, we still have to go. Let's go! "

Seeing that the two had made up their minds, Zhao Jianing immediately said, "I'll go first. Prepare a horse outside the palace!"

At this time, Princess Taiping had already entered the palace through the Gate of Light. Following the long corridor formed by the red walls and roof tiles, she was hurrying toward Wu Zetian's Lovely Spring Terrace. Her dress fluttered like water and her belt fluttered in the wind. The golden ornament on her head trembled with anxiety.

… …

After borrowing the spy, Yang Fan now used the entire court's civil and military officials.

He lived on Dragon Gate Mountain in a flashy manner, bathing in the hot spring and eating fresh fruits. He quietly waited for people to come, like a burning torch that attracted all the moths.

If the Taiping Party, the Prince of Xiang Party, and the Luling Party still did not know that he was protecting the Prince of Luling at Yi Que Dragon Gate, they could have packed up and retired long ago. How could they fight against the Two Princes of the Wu Clan?

As long as they knew, the shock, anxiety, and hesitation they showed when they did not know anything was enough to dispel anyone's doubts and make them believe that the Prince of Luling was at Dragon Gate. Only when the Dragon Gate was lively could Luoyang be quiet and the Prince of Luling be safe.

He rested for a night in Ye County and then only traveled fifty li each day, staying one night in Wuyang and one night in Xiangcheng. This period of time was enough for Huang Xuchang to protect the prince and travel far ahead of him. Even if he sped up on the third day, unless something happened to Huang Xuchang and the Prince of Luling on the way, they would have already reached Luoyang.

Entering Luoyang was the last hurdle.

In order to ensure that nothing unexpected happened at this last hurdle, he appeared at Dragon Gate.

The crafty and cunning monk Fazheng returned to his temple in his high-toothed wooden clogs to enter seclusion.

He had lent the monk to Yang Fan, but he 'didn't know' why Yang Fan wanted to receive him. He was' in seclusion! '

He was a monk and did not concern himself with worldly affairs. The reason why he was willing to lend Yang Fan was that Yang Fan had the imperial edict. What he did must be in line with the Way of Heaven and the law of the country. As a highly virtuous monk and a monk who had been blessed by the emperor for a long time, he naturally had to contribute to the royal family.

This was the first time Li Bao'er had bathed in a hot spring. She had only ever heard of this kind of steaming hot spring water that came from the ground. Her mother had said that after bathing in this spring water, one's skin would become as tender as cream, as smooth and comfortable as if it had been smeared with a layer of talcum powder.

This was also the first time she had seen such a magnificent palace-like building since she was born. Before, she had only seen bamboo and wood roofs and yellow mud roofs. She had never even seen a tile-roofed house, not to mention such a magnificent and huge house with giant stone carvings. And such a beautiful and huge house was actually just a bathroom.

She happily soaked in the bath and was not even willing to come out.

Gu Zhuting also had a very pleasant hot spring bath. Not only did she wander from place to place, but cleanliness was also a problem. This was the biggest worry for a girl. Now, she could finally take a bath to her heart's content.

But what could make a beauty more beautiful?

Light, moonlight, wine, colorful clothes, fresh flowers, cosmetics, and even a bath!

A real beauty not only had beautiful facial features, but also a graceful figure. Their skin was also excellent. When a beauty came out of the bath, her cheeks would not be unnaturally flushed. Instead, it would be a bright red, even and natural.

Her beautiful black hair was tied up in a bun, revealing her long and elegant neck. Her fair face had a touch of blush, and her delicate collarbone was exposed. Her delicate white skin was like a freshly peeled egg white. It was an enchanting scene.

Unfortunately, this beautiful scene was only a flash in the pan. After Gu Zhuting came out of the bath, she sat in front of the dressing table and picked up not rouge and face powder, nor was it a fine brush for drawing eyebrows and lips, but a box of herbal paste that was light yellow in color. She still had to continue playing this Prince of Luling.

Slowly, the beautiful girl who had just bathed for the first time disappeared. What appeared in the dressing mirror was the image of a haggard and old middle-aged man. There was no beard under his chin, and his wrinkles were piled up, making him look like a eunuch. The "eunuch" revealed a helpless smile to the mirror and began to stick his beard strand by strand …

When Gu Zhuting finally turned into a completely different person and even changed her clothes, the sun was setting in the west, and there was already a trace of twilight on the mountain.

Gu Zhuting opened the door and walked out. To her surprise, she found Yang Fan standing outside her door, looking into the distance with his hands behind his back. Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around and smiled at her. "Done?"

"Yes!"

Facing Yang Fan's burning gaze, Gu Zhuting somewhat unnaturally raised her hand, wanting to tidy up her hair. Only when she raised her hand did she remember that she was playing the Prince of Luling. Such an action was too strange, and she couldn't help but smile in surprise.

Yang Fan gazed at her and suddenly said softly, "You've really worked hard!"

He didn't say much, just this one sentence, as if everything was said without words.

Gu Zhuting's heart suddenly trembled, as if someone had suddenly plucked the strings of a zither that had been left empty in the corner for a long time. Her eyes turned a little red, and she hurriedly turned around and slowly walked to Yang Fan's side. Pretending to be tranquil, she smiled and said, "It's nothing. Being together with Ah Lang, the things we do are much more interesting than before. It's not fighting and killing, but it's more difficult and fun than fighting and killing."

"I've been bathing and changing my appearance for more than four hours. The Sect Leader … has been waiting here all this time just to thank me?" Gu Zhuting pretended to look around naturally. She thought carefully in her heart and suddenly felt warm all over her body.

"Hey! Brother Yang! Ahem, Lieutenant Yang! "

Suddenly, a girl's voice as clear as the chirping of an oriole came from afar. Feeling the unnatural atmosphere between the two of them quietly enshrouded, the two of them felt relieved. Looking into the distance, they saw Li Guo 'er jumping between the flowers and grass and running towards them.

She was wearing a light red, narrow sleeved short-sleeved jacket with dark patterns, and a pleated silk skirt with a slim waist. She bought it in a small shop in the alley when they were in Wuyang. Wearing a set of very ordinary civilian clothes, she looked very charming.

"Ah … Ouch …"

Seeing that she was about to run in front of them, Li Guo 'er suddenly tripped and stumbled forward. Yang Fan could see that she was not sincere. She really tripped on a protruding rock on the ground. Just when he was hesitating whether he should go forward to help her, Gu Zhuting's figure flashed and flashed in front of him. Yang Fan stopped in his tracks.

Gu Zhuting gently bent down and grabbed Li Guo 'er's arm. She said lightly, "Princess, please be careful."

Li Guo 'er did not care about this person who looked exactly like her father but spoke with a soft female voice. She twisted her waist and dodged Gu Zhuting. She smiled at Yang Fan and said, "I soaked in the hot spring for too long, so I feel a little dizzy. It's really good here, so gorgeous, like heaven …"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "When you go to the palace, you will know what gorgeous is. This place is far worse than the palace, it can only be said to be shabby."

"Really?"

Li Guo 'er's eyes sparkled, "Then when can we go to the palace?"

Yang Fan said, "Soon. No matter what, it should be delayed until tonight."

As he said, Yang Fan looked up at the sky. When he looked down, he suddenly fixed his eyes on the mountain road in the distance. He slowly smiled and said, "Someone is coming!"

Li Guo 'er immediately became nervous. She subconsciously moved closer to him and said timidly, "Is it … the Wu family?"

Yang Fan said, "Don't worry, their target is not you. In any case, they will not attack a woman." Speaking of this, Yang Fan turned his head and smiled a little childishly at Gu Zhuting and Li Guo 'er, as if he had done some kind of prank, and said, "My last plan is called the fire beacon to play with the feudal vassals. Guess, which feudal vassals will come first?"



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