On September 11 of the fourth year, the autumn colors are getting deeper, the thunder and lightning are roaring, and the torrential rain is like a note.

In front of the Daming Palace, the Danfeng Building of blue bricks and mahogany is vaguely visible, the rain curtain fills the heaven and the earth, and the square of hundreds of zhang in length and horizontally, no one can hear the sound.

On the gatehouse, a row of black Tang flags hung downward, crumpled and wrapped around the vermilion flagpole.

The five doorways were open, the doorways were one zhang high and ten feet deep, and outside each doorway, there were two rows of ten armor soldiers, wearing hats and robes, and the wind swept large raindrops, whipping their bodies like whips, crackling.

"the thief, this weather"

The use of the clothes is limited, the rain quickly soaked the whole body clothes and pants, the wind blows, the heart is cold, the armor is a strong young man in his teens and twenties, shivering, scolding.

"You, melon, go ahead" There is a soldier in the rightmost doorway, who is the tallest and strongest, and he was kicked to the front to carry the wind.

The armor stumbled and stood honestly at the forefront.

He didn't dare to curse, nor did he dare to curse the sky, his eyes were confused, like a stake without consciousness.

He didn't belong here, he was dead, and he died in a very special way, drowned in a pool of paint when it was fashionable to paint with his body.

After painting for more than 20 years, his hair is boiled white, he has achieved nothing, he has been in his forties for a lifetime, he is still a single, and he is coming, he will put his old life out and become an Internet celebrity, so he can join the excitement of young people.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, squeezing out the rain that had flowed into his sockets, trying to keep his vision.

One death is a thousand years, this is the Tang Dynasty, he became a relative of the emperor, called Quan Ce, and his mother is Li Xiayu, the princess of Yiyang, the eldest daughter of Tang Gaozong.

Princess Yiyang is not well-known, and he also has a famous grandmother.

Xiao Shufei.

Quan Ce is cold all over the body, the chicken is in the morning, the world is groundbreaking, a generation of empresses is amazing in history, there are many white bones piled up under the throne, unfortunately, he, his whole family, his uncle's whole family, his aunt's whole family, are all part of the white bones.

Quan Ce's gaze drooped and fell on the hand holding the instrument knife, his ten fingers were slender and fair, his skin was firm and smooth, he was fifteen years old, and he was young.

The ant is still greedy for life, and he really doesn't want to die again.

Mother didn't get married until she was thirty years old, the son of a dignified princess, without grace, only a six-rank lieutenant of the left guard's house, young, powerless, and oppressed, because he couldn't get close to the royal front, he was assigned to guard the Danfeng Gate, but it was far enough.

Click, click.

A group of black-clothed men stepped on the stagnant water that did not reach the instep of their feet, and rushed over, holding a copper square box in their arms, and drove straight in, and the soldiers were muddy and wood-plastic, motionless.

Daming Palace is the political center of the empire, there are countless conspiracies, the power of the eyes does not squint, thinking about how to save this little life, he sadly found that he was full of original sin, without a penny of capital, can not advance, can not retreat, can only step on the tightrope between advance and retreat.

"Everything depends on luck," Quan Ce muttered to himself.

The sundial shifted, and the horn on the palace wall whined.

The time has passed, and it's time for a shift change.

The successor stood still, and Quan Ce followed the team back to the courtyard on the side of the royal road.

Someone next to "Da Lang" pushed him, he couldn't see his real appearance in the heavy rain, and hurriedly staggered by, only to see the outline of the big ears in one aspect, Wang Hui, his cousin, the son of his aunt Princess Gao'an, is a seven-grade Xunfu team, worse than him.

Quan Ce came to his senses, the guards of Danfeng Gate have always been the duties of the Xun Mansion and the Yi Mansion, and he is from the Qin Mansion, so he can't follow them, so he made a sharp turn to the left and ran back to the Qin Mansion to be on duty.

The furnishings in the duty room are very simple, a few rows of benches, a few stoves, a tin kettle sitting on the stove, the spout is steaming, there are not many people inside, there are about twenty, it seems empty, no one speaks, quietly, Quan Ce stepped in, attracted everyone's attention, and quickly turned away.

Quan Ce removed his hat and found a place to sit on the side, and the rain in his armor flowed down his trousers, and soon accumulated into a puddle.

"Hey, Quan Dalang is out of breath, it's raining so heavily, I didn't cry this time" A group of guards on duty came in at the door, and the twenty Lang who started was old, arrogant, he was the general of the pro-mansion, the highest commander of the pro-guard of this mansion.

Many people craned their necks and laughed, some frowned, turned their faces away from this side, and a few were expressionless.

Quan Ce looked around, until more and more eyes gathered on his body, he realized that he was talking about himself, steadied his mind, stood up carefully, half-bowed, "The general smiled"

Zhonglang raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised, glanced at him, and snorted coldly, "Since it is out of breath, then go through the experience again, and go to Zuowu Houwei to patrol the street tomorrow" Sitting on the rosewood stool at the top, the big horse golden knife.

"Yes," Quan Ce honestly took the order.

Zhonglang stared at him deadly, his face gradually turned red, and he stood up with a pout, "The power is presumptuous, the following offenses, left and right, take him down, and take him down with twenty military sticks."

Quan Ce was shocked, and when he boarded, two of his comrades stepped forward and twisted him, carried him to the door, and fell to the ground, and a black-faced man spat twice into the palm of his hand, picking up the pitch-black military stick and about to commit murder.

"Huh"

The laughter penetrated the rain curtain, and a group of palace ladies came along the corridor, the goose-yellow skirt was fluttering, the corset skirt opened very low, exposing most of her breasts, the head female official, wearing a dark purple palace skirt, holding a pink shawl, combing a towering bun with the clouds, jasper swaying, the center of the eyebrows lit with flames, apricot eyes flowing, and Yan Yan Yan smiled, "The son of the princess, the body is delicate, it is a pity to be punished by the rod, can Erlang spare him?" ”

"Shangguan has an order to wait for the edict, and Yanyi dares not to obey" Zhonglang General, Wu Yanyi, the second son of Wu Chenghei, put away his arrogance and waved his hand.

Quan Ce was free, he put on his pants for the first time, his heart was full of blood and tears, and the body of a boy for more than 40 years, Bingqing and Yujie, was watched by people like this, and the evening was not guaranteed.

Shangguan waited for the edict to stand not far from the opposite side, the peony flower fragrance was rich and tangy, stirring his old deer to bump into him, his heart was confused, the complicated silk belt was not well taken care of, and cold sweat and hot sweat came out together.

Shangguan waited for the edict to sneer, twisted his waist, clanged around the ring, and his voice was suddenly cold, "The will of the Queen of Heaven, serve the imperial Shi Yu to protect the family, and the concubine Xue Shao colluded with the rebellion, and quickly sent people to arrest and put him in prison for investigation."

"The minister obeys the order" Wu Yanyi answered the order loudly with a loud voice, and turned around with a sigh, "General Ben personally captures Yu Bao's family, and the other way captures Xue Shao, you choose"

In an uproar, a group of guards and vicious dogs pounced on food, and they all gathered around him.

Hearing the name Xue Shao, Quan Ce's heart trembled, and he quickly ran over, bowing his head and blending in the crowd.

Wu Yanyi sneered, pointed like a knife, and reprimanded sharply, "Quan Ce, when the edict opens Chrysostom to intercede for you, you don't want to repay the service, but shirk the blame, do you still have the heart?" ”

With a finger and a scolding, Quan Ce's side was quickly emptied, standing there bare, the corner of Wu Yanyi's mouth sneered, and Shangguan waited for the edict to raise his eyebrows slightly, staring at him, whether it was a blessing or a curse, he had to accept his fate, and responded in a low voice, "It's all up to the edict and the general's orders"

Wu Yanyi didn't like to be angry, panting like a cow, his face and eyes turned red at the same time, "You, presumptuous......"

Quan Ce lowered his head and made a deferential appearance, his mind turned sharply, and gradually clarified the situation, Wu Yanyi was young, jumped to a high position, and had no prestige in the in-family mansion, usually he used him as a prop, playing with him to brush up his prestige, today he is abnormal, steady and not ugly, Wu Zhonglang can't hang on his face.

Under the eaves, he had to bow his head, Quan Ce was helpless, his tail finger lightly hooked his belt, and his pants fell to his ankles, he screamed, twisted and covered, embarrassed.

"Hahaha" Wu Yanyi looked up to the sky and laughed, and all the relatives and guards echoed him, and the laughter shook the sky.

Shangguan waited for the edict to cover his mouth and smiled, and the goose egg smile was put away, "Wu Zhonglang, give him twenty personal guards, and set off immediately"

Wu Yanyi finished the distribution, it was late, the rain stopped a little, Quan Ce rode a horse to lead the team, went out of Danfeng Gate to the right, passed the light house, Yishan two squares, and arrived at the Changle Fang where the Taiping Princess's Mansion was located, and the Taiping Princess's Mansion accounted for more than a quarter of this workshop.

Before arriving at the dismounted stone, Quan Ce restrained the horse and raised his voice to the gatekeeper of the princess's mansion, "You have to inform Her Royal Highness the princess, the captain of the pro-mansion Quan Ce, on the order of the queen of heaven, please move the horse"

After speaking, he did not dismount, closed his eyes, and waited for the wind.

After a stick of incense, the door of the princess's mansion was opened, and a weak scholar walked out slowly, full of splendor, white face without beard, black eyes, very bright, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and white light boots stepped on the stagnant water, rippling.

The right to dismount and greet him.

The attendant's robekeeper stepped forward, "Captain Quan, the princess has something to say, outside, the palace is respected, the right is the minister, inside, Dalang is the nephew of the palace, I am pregnant with Liujia today, I don't want to see unbearable things"

Xue Shao pursed his lips and smiled, gentle and elegant, put away his umbrella, waved his wide sleeves, and stepped on the steward's back and got into the troika.

Quan Ce's expression changed, and he was stunned in place for a long time.

Click, click.

There was thunder in the sky, and lightning pierced the night sky like a long sword.

The rainstorm is coming.

Quan Ce put the hat on his back on top of his head, stepped on the horse, looked at the seven-layer spiral copper nails raised high on the roof of the carriage, and looked up at the flickering sky.

"In order to avoid the rain, take the Yanzheng Gate on the return trip and walk along the woods of the East Inner Garden"