Yingtianmen is the south gate of Luoyang Palace, the south corresponds to the end gate of the main gate of the imperial city, the main gate of Guocheng Dingding Gate, and the north corresponds to Mingtang, Xuanwu Gate and Longguang Gate, and is on the north-south axis of Luoyang City.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Sui general Wang Shichong guarded Luoyang and renamed the Tianmen Gate as Shuntianmen. After Li Shimin captured the eastern capital, he set fire to it. After Tang Gaozong ascended the throne, he often brought Wu Zetian to live in Luoyang, so he rebuilt this gate and renamed it Zetianmen. Later, in order to avoid the word "Zetian", it was renamed Yingtianmen.

Lu Xiaoxian stood under the Yingtian Gate, his heart surging.

Luoyang!

Luoyang, the capital of the gods!

The political center of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, Lu Xiaoxian finally stepped into Luoyang City.

Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng set off from Panzhou City, did not dare to delay along the way, and arrived at Luoyang, the capital of the gods, in only about 20 days.

Li Qianli not only opened the road guide of the official government for Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng, but also let them carry the official documents of the official government, with such convenient conditions, they ate and lived at the post station all the way, although the journey was far away, but they did not suffer much.

Seeing Ying Tianmen, Lu Xiaoxian remembered what he said when he said goodbye to Yang Si.

He subconsciously took out the iron card that Yang Si handed him from his arms and looked at it carefully.

Yang Si told Lu Xiaoxian that if he had difficulties, he could take the iron card and ask the sergeant guarding Yingtianmen to find him.

At this time, Yang Si was still in Panzhou, so Lu Xiaoxian had difficulties, and he had to wait for Yang Si to come back.

The prosperity of Luoyang City is not comparable to Panzhou, and the streets are bustling with people. There are a bunch of stalls on both sides of the road. There are gardeners who sell potted nasturtiums and begonias and other rare flowers and plants, birdmen who sell various birds such as budgies, and there are players who sell all kinds of dogs of all sizes, black, white and white.

The common people walked, stopped, bought, and sold, a harmonious picture.

Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng were munching on melon seeds while looking east and west and walking in the market.

There was a circle of people around the street in front of them, and the two of them walked over and squeezed into the crowd to watch.

I saw a good-looking young man, shirtless and shirtless on a cold day, with a red belt tied around his head.

He first clenched his fists, beat his chest with a bang, and then hugged his fists in his chest, circled the field, and shouted: "Rely on your parents at home, and rely on your friends when you go out." Uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters-in-law, if you have money, please help me with a money field, don't leave if you don't have money, help me personally. If you play well, you will lose two dollars; If you don't play well, you laugh, turn around and leave. Good! Everyone, get out of the way, open the field, and watch me show your hands to the officials. ”

With that, the young man began to play with guns and sticks.

Lu Xiaoxian and Zhang Meng are both knowledgeable, and it can be seen that the young man is embroidering his legs.

It's not easy to come out and mix rice, and when the young man finishes playing, Lu Xiaoxian goes up to the broken hat and throws a few copper coins. The rest of the people who watched the excitement mostly turned around and left, without doing anything.

Looking at the few copper coins in the broken hat, the young man and his eyes were a little helpless and dim.

"Take it!"

At that moment, the young man heard a loud voice, and then the broken hat in his hand sank, and almost fell to the ground.

Two large ingots of silver were thrown into the hat, and the weight was at least twenty taels.

The young man was amazed, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a great monk standing in front of him.

The monk is about forty years old, wearing a red robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, sharp eyes, not angry but threatening.

The young man was about to thank him, but when he saw that the great monk had turned to leave, he realized that the great monk was followed by four or five burly monks, but they were all wearing green cloth monks' robes.

Looking at the back of the great monk, Lu Xiaoxian secretly thought in his heart: This monk is not simple.

"Tsk!" The voice of a good deed person came from the crowd, "Xue Guoshi's shot is different, this kid is lucky with shit!" ”

Xue Guoshi?

Lu Xiaoxian's heart moved, could it be that this person is Xue Huaiyi, who is famous in the history of the Tang Dynasty?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoxian waved his hand at Zhang Meng: "Let's go!" ”

Lu Xiaoxian guessed correctly, the great monk was Xue Huaiyi.

Xue Huaiyi walked silently on the road, and the shadow of the young man just now flashed in his mind. He didn't give the young man silver because of pity, he just came to Luoyang, and the situation was exactly the same as that of this young man, just a little nostalgic.

At that time, although he ate the last meal but did not eat the next meal, and his life was much more bitter than now, his heart was happy. Now, Xue Huaiyi does not worry about eating or drinking, has status, and has power, but he feels unhappy at all.

Xue Huaiyi couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Xiaoxian followed Xue Huaiyi far behind, and in the history textbooks of later generations, Xue Huaiyi was described as a scoundrel who did not learn and did not know how to take the position, and he came to power by relying on Wu Zetian's favor.

But his intuition told Lu Xiaoxian that Xue Huaiyi would never be just a simple male pet, and Wu Zetian's vision should not be so bad.

Take the scene I saw just now, with Xue Huaiyi's current status, he can ride a horse or a sedan chair, but he doesn't have any pomp, and walking on the streets of Luoyang City on foot is indeed rare.

"Boom...... On the street in front of the ......, there was a gong to open the road, and then, I heard a shout: "King Liang's car is here, and the idlers avoid giving way!" ”

With the shouting and shouting, a large group of officers and soldiers, armed with guns and knives, holding flags and wooden signs, posing for ceremonies, surrounded by an eight-carrying sedan chair.

The gangsters who knew the goods were sharp-eyed and recognized it as Liang Wangwu Sansi's car. The ceremony of the soldiers and horses of the brigade came in a hurry, and the pedestrians automatically stood aside to avoid it.

Xue Huaiyi looked at the team driver coldly, and did not avoid it, standing motionless.

When the car came to Xue Huaiyi, it suddenly stopped.

The sedan curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing a yellow python purple gold court dress staggered out of the sedan chair.

No need to ask, this person is Liang Wang Wu Sansi.

Wu Sansi looked at Xue Huaiyi, pretended to be surprised, ran over, gave a salute first, and then grabbed Xue Huaiyi's hand, shook it again and again, and said, "Master Xue, fortunately, fortunately." Come and play in my house when you have time. ”

Xue Huaiyi said lightly: "I am not free now, when I am free, the poor monk will definitely visit!" ”

"Someone," Wu Sansi shouted when he turned around, "Get out of the way of the car and let Master Xue go first." ”

The officers and soldiers hurriedly lifted Wu Sansi's sedan chair to the side, dodged a way, Wu Sansi stretched out his hand, and said respectfully: "Master Xue, please first!" ”

Xue Huaiyi waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, King Liang first!" ”

Wu Sansi insisted: "Master Xue, please first, if you don't leave, you don't dare to go." ”

Xue Huaiyi no longer shirked, led a few Shang to leave first, walked out of the distance, and turned around to see Wu Sansi standing in place waving goodbye.

Lu Xiaoxian secretly looked at Wu Sansi, and had to admire in his heart that the prince would be so respectful to a monk, either because Wu Sansi was humble, or Xue Huaiyi was too powerful, or both.

In later generations, Lu Xiaoxian heard that there were many high-ranking officials in Beijing, and he could smash several ministerial-level cadres with a handful of handfuls and throw down a brick.

Now the same is true in Luoyang, and after a lot of work, he saw a prince and a national teacher monk who made the prince jealous.