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In Luoyang City in the early morning, the mist has not yet dispersed, and the morning star is still hanging high in the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There is a dawn pavilion on the Taiji Gate directly south of Hanyang Palace, and there is a dawn drum in the pavilion. Every day, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the drum surface, the morning commander will go into the dawn booth and start beating the drum.

It's called the Dawn Drum.

How many times does this drum have to be beaten?

Maybe.

Standing on the tower, he could see most of Luoyang. He had to knock on every day until all the vendors in the market had started to act, and he was done.

Sometimes it's hundreds, sometimes it's thousands.

With the sonorous and powerful sound of the dawn drum, the carriage carrying Yi Guohou and the county king, and the county lord went out of the gate of the post house.

Yunyang sat in the car, dressed in a red flat gold embroidered cloud Xia Shu brocade dress, lined with orange hydrangea skirt, combed his hair in a stunning bun, and decorated with Danfeng Chaoyang Qibao swaying.

Although the makeup is bright and pretty, it is difficult to hide the gloomy mist between the eyebrows.

Drum after drum beat beat against her eardrums.

She sighed softly: "Dawn, dawn, when can I also break through the dark night to welcome the dawn?" ”

On the streets of Luoyang City, the vendors in the snack bar began to act.

The bare-armed Kunlun slave, holding the ghee in one hand and rolling the dough in the other, put it on the board, crackling and beating hard.

The big man with the beard was serving a pot of soup cakes, and the noodle soup with white flowers was tumbling, and the white mist was steaming.

The lady wrapped in an apron is holding a big knife and slicing the mutton that has just come out of the pot. After cutting it, it is neatly sandwiched into the dough, and the aroma is overflowing for a while......

When everyone was busy, they suddenly saw three eight-treasure crown incense carts made of boxwood pulled by tall horses drove over.

These three carriages, the two carriages in front of them are the same size, and they are all painted with double lion hydrangeas with gold thread on a royal blue background.

The car at the back is the smallest, and it is a concubine-colored bottom with a silver thread hooked with Fukuyama Yoshi's water pattern, which seems to be the car where the female dependents sit.

All three carriages had eight cornices with colorful silk threads. Gilt silver bells are tied under the silk tape, and the breeze blows through with a crisp "ding dong" sound.

The vendors knew that it was the dignitaries who had come, so they stepped aside and let the carriage pass first.

But what I didn't expect was that all the carriages stopped.

A young man with a sallow face poked his head out of the middle car and said with a hippie smile: "It's so fragrant, bring me a piece of mutton patty." ”

The daughter of the apron lady wrapped a meatloaf in a lotus leaf and handed it to him, but the young man did not eat it, but grabbed her hand and laughed.

Yunyang listened to it in the car.

originally thought that Beiwang was just lustful, but I didn't expect him to be so ignorant. is about to face the saint, but he is still messing around here, if this is spread out, what kind of system will it become?

At this time, Yunyang was extremely disgusted with Beiwang. She thought in her heart: "No matter what, you have to find a way to escape, otherwise you will not only suffer in the future, but also affect Mianxi." ”

After making up his mind, Yunyang stopped talking. Until the muezzin came over and said, "County Lord, please get off the car, Linhua Hall is about to arrive." ”

Yunyang helped the muintins get out of the car, looked around, and thought to himself: "It is really the demeanor of a great country." ”

Linhua Hall is the place where Emperor Xiaoya received envoys from various countries.

This hall is built facing south, the top of the hall is paved with the glazed tiles of brilliant clouds, the golden brilliance, nine vermilion pillars stand in front of the palace, each pillar is carved with the coiled dragon of mud gold swallowing clouds and spitting mist, majestic and dignified, the air is magnificent.

A white marble phoenix tail road paved straight to the front of the palace, this road is as white as snow, wide and crystalline.

By this time it was already light. A round of the rising sun erupted, and the glow of the sun dispelled the last trace of fog that lingered between heaven and earth.

The bells in the Linhua Hall rang in unison, and the ceremonial music outside the hall resounded, a majestic and solemn scene.

At this time, a Qi State official wearing a vermilion gauze robe and a black folded ear hard crown walked back, and after giving a deep salute, he said word by word:

"Today, there are many envoys to worship in Linhua Palace, in order to avoid crowding, please enter the palace. The king and the lord of the county are waiting here. ”

Yi Guohou glanced back at Beiwang and Yunyang, and signaled them to observe etiquette. Then he followed the ceremonial officer into the Linhua Palace.

Surprisingly, it didn't take a moment for Yi Guohou to come out. It seemed that he had finished his worship.

Just as the three of them were about to turn around and leave, the Qi State Rite Officer raised his hand to stop them, and then said with a smile: "Please also invite the county lord to enter the temple to face the saint." ”

Yunyang was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Yi Guohou with an expression of asking for help.

Yi Guohou looked serious at this time, but he still nodded.

Yunyang, who had received permission, walked forward behind the ceremonial officer, and Yi Guohou behind him suddenly had a premonition. He hurriedly said: "No matter what you ask, don't agree!" ”

Yunyang didn't know what he meant, but he turned around and said, "Yes." ”

Entering the Linhua Palace, Yunyang found that as the official said, the hall was really full of people standing.

General Wu in armor stood in one column, civil officials in red robes and blue robes stood in one column, and envoys of various costumes and colors stood in two columns.

However, Emperor Xiaoya, who was on the dragon platform in the middle of the hall, could not see clearly at all due to the distance.

Yunyang didn't dare to look more, lowered his eyelids, and bowed.

After the ceremony, the ceremonial officer asked Yunyang to get up. Yunyang thought that this was the meaning of the end of the face saint and prepared to retire.

Unexpectedly, a shrill voice sounded at this time: "Emperor Xiaoya asked the county lord, do you have any special hobbies?" ”

Yunyang didn't expect to ask about this in the main hall, so he was a little confused for a while, and blurted out: "The minister can only paint and stroke the qin." ”

The shrill voice rose again: "Which one is the best?" ”

Yunyang had no choice but to reply: "Paint." After speaking, I was still wondering in my heart, wouldn't Emperor Xiaoya speak? Why do eunuchs always have to speak? Everyone says that he is a red-haired and ring-eyed alien, doesn't he even know Chinese?

She was thinking blindly here, and the voice of the eunuch over there rang out again: "Does the county lord know how to make soup cakes?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. There is too much laughter in this sentence, especially in this solemn Linhua Palace.

Yunyang heard this sentence unguardedly, and didn't know how to answer, and was speechless for a while.

Seeing her helpless appearance, Zhao Yuanyi, who was sitting on the golden lacquer dragon pattern throne, pursed his lips.

Standing very close to him, Cheng Cheng Xin, saw this scene, and said in his heart: "That day, the emperor summoned this woman into the palace, and the emperor reprimanded me for a long time. As soon as I saw a real person today, I was tempted. ”

"After the emperor ascended the throne, nothing else has changed. It's the cozy attitude of the Central Plains people who have learned a lot. In my opinion, take this county lord directly to the harem, close the palace door, and pull the curtain, and it will be over. ”

Zhao Yuan also seemed to feel that what he said just now was a bit out of shape, so he called Liu Fuquan over and said a few words in his ear.

Liu Fuquan then said to Yunyang, who was kneeling below: "Is the county lord willing to stay in Hanyang Palace and be a scrivener?" ”

When Yunyang heard this, he was shocked. She immediately thought of Yi Guohou's instructions: "Don't agree to anything." ”

Just as she was about to refuse, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: "Run, run...... After looking for a long time, isn't it a great opportunity in front of you? ”