Shendu, Shangyang Palace, Guanfeng Palace.

When Empress Wu came to the court, he listened carefully to the reports of the imperial doctors of the Shangyi Bureau, flipped through the records, asked some details, and confirmed that Li Sujie was really terminally injured.

Empress Wu's expression was even more gloomy, Li Sujie didn't make a ghost, that is, someone calculated her and Li Sujie together, lightly opened her red lips, and snorted coldly, "The appetite is not small"

Yang Sheng ordered, "Spread the decree, order the right Yuchuan Wei Zhao and Huan, lead the department to keep up with Quan Ce's itinerary, assist Quan Ce to thoroughly investigate the malpractice of Jiannan Dao, not limited to the assassination case, the guilty will be arrested and punished, Xu Quan Ce and Shangguan Wan'er will be arbitrary."

Wu Chengsi in the main hall swallowed his saliva, frowned and thought for a moment, and finally did not dare to speak out against it, so empowered, Quan Ce almost grasped the power of life and death in the entire Jiannan Dao, and he had to find a way to check and balance.

As for Shangguan Wan'er, Wu Chengsi has never put it in his eyes, he is not like Wu Sansi, who only knows how to observe words and look at the appearance and praise him, he is very respectful to the cats and dogs around the Empress Wu, and he Wu Chengsi is a person who wants to achieve a great career.

Shuangyao City, East Palace.

The imperial heir Li Dan also knew about the movements in the court, and his cronies and subordinates were all silent, conspiracy theories were their mainstream at the beginning, and they all said that Li Sujie colluded with Quan Ce and deliberately avoided serving the imperial heir, but now everything is revealed, but they are villains in vain.

Li Dan sighed for a long time, as if he was dissecting his heart, and seemed to admonish his subordinates, "Speaking of which, the bloodline of my father and the emperor, there are only three remaining branches of the palace, the king brother of Luling and the brother of the king of Yu, which are already thin, but teach my family to continue to be unified, who has the throne, they are all in the two sides, why doubt yourself?" ”

"Your Highness is wrong, now that the position of the East Palace has been decided, how can there be a reason for brothers and friends to be humble and humble? He also asked His Royal Highness to be cautious, "A subordinate official will come out immediately, and he will be hard and admonished, and he will be righteous and strict."

Li Dan was powerless for a while, his subordinates, it was okay to sell their fame and sell their reputations, they were all good at guessing and suspicious, full of righteousness, but when they saw the real chapter under their hands, they were useless, and they were too lazy to argue with them, "This palace has lost its word, and today I am disturbed in my heart, and I have no intention of discussing politics, so let's wait and rest."

Everyone is gone, Li Dan sighed alone in the hall, only to feel that there was chaos in front of him, everyone was unrecognizable, friend and foe were difficult to distinguish, he was the youngest son of Gaozong, why did he have to bear this endless tribulation, Brother Luling was in Fangzhou, Brother Yu was in Guzhou, far away from the center, at ease, it was really strange.

But if he was really allowed to go out, a plump and mature figure flashed in front of Li Dan's eyes, and his heart beat violently a few times, and he couldn't hold it down for a long time.

"Father, father is here?"

There was a shout outside the door, which woke Li Dan up from self-blame and entanglement, dressed up, calmed down, and raised his voice, "I'm here, San Lang come in"

"Father, in the child's dormitory, I found this" Li Longji took out a small piece of white silk cloth, on which were written six big characters, "If you go outside, you must first clear the inside"

"This handwriting ......" Li Dan frowned, it was too fine, almost the same as the fly's head, but he didn't have that craftsmanship, but he swayed freely and smartly.

Li Longji was a little anxious, at this time it was meaningless to entangle the handwriting, the focus was on the content, "Father, I don't know who the person who submitted the book is, but since the other party has gone to great lengths and is to give some advice, it is difficult to see the malicious intent in it, the child thinks, we should rather believe it."

Li Dan nodded slowly, "Qingnei, who is Qing?" ”

Li Longji squinted his eyes, "There are many subordinate officials in the East Palace, and there must be people at both ends of the head and mouse, harboring evil intentions, and the children deliberately set up a bureau to let them show themselves and pull them out one by one."

Li Dan was slightly surprised, his shrewd son seemed to be sure that there were more than one or two traitors?

It is difficult to go to Shu and it is difficult to go to the sky.

On the map, the distance from Chang'an to Lizhou, the north gate of Jiannan Road, is almost the same as the distance from Chang'an to Shendu, but when you get on the road, you know that the time spent on this road is more than ten times different.

Fortunately, in autumn, although there are autumn tigers, the weather is slightly cooler, if you walk this road over the mountains and mountains in the middle of summer, whether it is a person or a horse, I am afraid that I will suffer from heat stroke and faint a large area.

As it got late, Quan Ce sat on a strange protruding stone, his clothes were scattered, his arms were open, revealing his white but strong chest, and he was holding the wide sleeves of his robe with one hand to fan the wind.

After crossing the Qinling Mountains, it was as if entering another world, the feeling of dryness and freshness was gone, and the air was damp and wet, making it difficult for people to breathe.

There is a pool of water behind him, Shangguan Wan'er, who has long been unbearable, is naked and delicate, and is happily bathing in the water, on this road, the attendants are accompanying her to fetch water, bathing in the tent, the water is always warm, the amount of water is not much, it doesn't take long to wash, the heat will hit again, far less cool and enjoyable than the wild waterhole.

Quan Ce turned around, put his arm on his knee, supported his chin, and looked big, but it was strange, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, the hot breath in the air disappeared mysteriously.

"Giggles" Shangguan Wan'er laughed coquettishly, "Da Lang, don't look at the gentleman's indecency"

Quan Ce smiled and joked, "The joy of the boudoir is more than that of the thrush"

Shangguan Wan'er was a woman after all, her cheeks were flushed, she turned sideways to dodge slightly, and said "Dengzi" lightly, so she ignored him, but the action of bathing was even more enchanting.

Behind Quan Ce, the company camp is dozens of miles, the lights are bright, Zhao Hehuan's 3,000 death regiment and the 500 feather forest brought by Shangguan Wan'er, join forces in one place, hunt by bonfire, iron horse Jinge cruising back and forth, marching weather, Quan Ce is used to it, but Shangguan Wan'er is very novel, and has written several poems along the way, if it is not for the difficulty of the road and the bad mood, I am afraid that it is far more than this.

The two returned from bathing, Shangguan Wan'er asked Quan Ce to comment on her poems, Quan Ce just hugged her, laughing and not speaking, the court poems, the rhythm is rigorous, the words are gorgeous, and Shangguan Wan'er's pattern is magnificent, under the careful tasting, it can be heartbreaking, but in all fairness, Quan Ce really can't appreciate it.

Shangguan Wan'er was not convinced, and asked him to write a poem about Xingwu, otherwise he would write a poem to praise her.

Quan Ce understood the very stirring sentence, took out a feather from his arms, sucked the ink in the inkstone, found a piece of paper, scratched it longly, and handed it to her in a short time.

Shangguan Wan'er's mouth was tilted higher, and the performance of Quan Ce, whether it was a tool or an attitude, represented perfunctory, her eyes rolled, and she snuggled into his arms, "If the poems written by Da Lang are out of standard, they will be punished."

Quan Ce smiled, "How to punish it?" ”

"Punish Dalang for bathing me" Shangguan Wan'er's cheeks were red, but she forcibly leaned her neck, like a stubborn swan.

Quan Ce nodded in response, his smile was a little uncontrollable, "I knew that Wan'er had this punishment, and I should have made a nonsense song."

Shangguan Wan'er Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, snorted, and looked down at the poem.

"The horse is new across the white jade saddle, the moonlight is cold on the battlefield after the battle, the sound of the iron drum at the head of the city is still vibrating, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried"

"Lang Jun" Shangguan Wan'er exclaimed emotionally, straddled Quan Ce, and was excited, "The slave has never seen Lang Jun ordering troops on the battlefield, I don't know what it looks like?" ”

"It's best if you can't see it," Quan Ce stroked her green hair.

Shangguan Wan'er knew his pity, arched in his arms, greedy for a long time, didn't know what to think, bit her lower lip and stood up, left his side, solemnly knelt on the ground, bowed down, "Lang Jun, the slave wants to ask you for sin"

Quan Ce looked at her for a long time, took a deep breath, and bowed back, "Wan'er, I also want to apologize to you"

In the quiet tent, only the sound of fire burning crackled.

Two lovers who are destined to not be able to stay together for a long time, full of apologies, worship each other.

The heart is like a white wall, but the world is dirty.

The night is getting deeper, the moon is full, and in the big tent, the clothes of the two people are scattered on the ground, swaying into a piece, like clouds.

(End of chapter)