Luoyang, the eastern capital, Ziwei City, the former site of the original Qianyuan Palace, and the Ming Hall rose from the ground.

Empress Wu placed complex expectations on this building, its regulatory design as early as the pre-Sui Emperor Wen Emperor had a prototype, Emperor Yang, Gaozu, Taizong, Gaozong several dynasties, opposing opinions, delay in putting into action, Wu Hou Chen's intentions, only to break ground.

The ground floor of the Ming Hall is square, dignified as a seal, the middle layer is twelve-sided, covered with a round cover, there are nine dragons, the top floor is twenty-four-sided, covered with a dome to accumulate the point, it is decorated with gold treasure phoenix, the interior is a multi-layer composite space, there are giant macaron columns, it takes ten people to hug together, and it looks like a cylinder building from a distance.

The exterior and interior of the building have been completed, and the master craftsmen and winter officials will check them one by one to confirm that the completion is correct, and it is time to report to Xue Huaiyi, who is in charge of this matter, and he is relatively speechless for a moment, and his eyes invariably look at the general patrolling outside the door.

The general who was ordered to go had two eye-catching scars on his face, it was Zhao Liu, he was equipped with a few talismans on his body, with feng shui jade hanging around his waist, wearing Nanmu Buddha beads on his wrist, and a red rope on the other.

Since being transferred to Zuo Wuwei, he has not expected to be troubled, Xue Huaiyi was born in the market, he will repay him, do everything, not in front of him, as long as he is in front of him, humiliation and beating will never stop, because of the stupid Yu Shi Feng Siqiao, the Empress Wu took away Xue Huaiyi's position as the general of Zuo Wuwei, so that he only supervised the construction of the Ming Hall, Zhao Liu was not freed, Zuo Wuwei was transferred to the eastern capital Luoyang, one of the responsibilities is to help build the Ming Hall.

The White Horse Temple couldn't find Xue Huaiyi, Zhao Liu's scattered sergeants, and went to the streets of Luoyang to look for it, he chose a flower street and willow lane, the most unlikely place for Xue Huaiyi to go, but he also let him find it.

Xue Huaiyi took a group of bald novices, pulled the women in the hook bar, and did it himself, sweating profusely, and when he saw Zhao Liu, he immediately ordered, "Come on, bring these fireworks women back to the White Horse Temple, shave them and take refuge, and become bhikshunis, my Buddha will wash them of vulgarity"

Zhao Liu was helpless, waved his hand to order the sergeant to step forward, Xue Huaiyi was dissatisfied, and jumped up with a big slap, "This master has to do it himself, you thief and bird still dislike pickling, don't do it, lock you in the pit for a few days, see who pickles"

Zhao Liu's thick eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, Tie Qing made a move to pull people, his cold and hard appearance made Xue Huaiyi angry and furious, and with a wave of his hand, he let all his bald heads go, pointing at the deer as a horse, "Bold Zhao Liu, dare to rob the people's daughters, left and right, press me down, and beat thirty military sticks"

There was a spectacle on the streets of Luoyang, two strong novices, who picked up the pants of a military general and beat them on the street, and the officers and soldiers under the generals were silent.

Xue Huaiyi vented the evil fire in his chest, rushed into Ziwei City, walked around in the Ming Hall with a horsewhip, whipped and beaten, nitpicked, did not recognize the end of the project, but wanted to write a letter to impeach the winter official yamen and the master craftsman to snub the queen of heaven's order, perfunctory, several officials understood his temperament, and proposed to ask the Chang'an official yamen to allocate 1,000 taels of gold and 50,000 yuan for decoration and repair.

Xue Huaiyi nodded with satisfaction, "Well, this is it, ten days later, I will personally enter Beijing to report the good news."

The officials breathed a sigh of relief, sent the nominal superintendent away like a plague god, and muttered together, thinking of what name to apply for the promised money and silk to fill the bottomless pit of the great monk.

Xue Huaiyi didn't stop, went back to the White Horse Temple to play, the novices were all splatters, they didn't have a mouth to meet the horses, and they said that the queen of heaven would not come to the Eastern Capital, and the Ming Hall was repaired and the abbot master sits, and the fly in the ointment was that Zuo Wuwei's instigation Bao Fu soldiers were not majestic enough.

Xue Huaiyi felt that it was very reasonable, Zuo Wuwei's gang was tired of seeing it, especially Zhao Liu's gang, if he wanted to be magnificent, he had to be Qianniuwei, the young general who blocked the road last time seemed to be very good.

Chang'an, Quan Yi came out of the mansion of Huang Guogong Li Shu, stepped on his feet, got into the carriage, the clouds on his face did not disperse, and the curtain fell, cutting off his somewhat resentful sight.

"Master, where are you going?" The attendant waited for a long time, but did not see Quan Yi speak, and asked carefully.

"Go home, let's go, go to Xiangji Temple" Quan Yi's voice was full of exhaustion, these days he has visited many Li nobles, trying to get them to try to help him move to Luoyang, in the eastern capital to support their actions, but unexpectedly not recognized by them, in their chessboard, Quan Yi's usefulness lies in his budding son, close to the emperor, well-informed, walking in the hometown of wealth and wealth, can make friends with the powerful, for my use.

"Bo Yue Gong, you and I are rich and noble, all in the Li family, don't make mistakes, one mistake will become a thousand hatreds, be careful" Huang Guogong questioned his intention to go to Luoyang, and bluntly threatened.

"Bo Yue, I heard that the big man in the house is good at writing poems, and his painting skills are also unique, he can be called a handsome talent, and the young man has a wide range of travel, which is understandable, however, at this time, the division between the enemy and the enemy is particularly important, and it is necessary to mention it from time to time" Dongguan County Gong is obscure, it seems to be talking about the right policy, but in fact it is warning the right Yi.

Quan Yi's heart was disturbed, the mercenary intentions of the Li family made him feel cold, and the face of the eldest son became blurred in his eyes, "Stop, don't go to Xiangji Temple, go home"

In just a few days, on the waterway and land passage between Luoyang and Chang'an, he bought a large number of shops, opened up a warehouse, and purchased hundreds of carriages and dozens of boats, and the coachman was fully guarded at the bow, only owing the east wind.

What's more, he did what he said, and sent twenty percent of the paperwork over, but the signature and drawing, Quan Ce couldn't read it, the handwriting was beautiful, and the two words of beauty and Qianqian, Rui Lai, aren't you Wu Youji's white gloves? Or did he find a female shopkeeper?

Quan Zhong can give him the answer, "Da Lang, it is rumored that Chang'an businessman is a man who loves his wife and is obsessed, and all the family property is in his wife's name, this is Mrs. Wu's name"

"Take it and put it away, do something that should be done" Quan Ce handed over the documents to Quan Zhong, and did not hand them over to his mother, not because he had any selfish intentions, but this kind of thing with the nature of a gift, he was not afraid to take it seriously, and he was most afraid of taking it seriously, if his mother pointed fingers on a whim, it would only hurt each other's feelings.

"Hey, the little one has a number in his heart" got the right policy credit, Quan Zhong rejuvenated, his face and body were carefully cared for, no longer sloppy in the past, and whispered about the news he heard, "Princess Taiping gave birth to a daughter at midnight yesterday, Lijingmen Hou Sizhi released the former right supplement Que Chen Ziang, exiled to serve in front of the Xiqiang army, the master has been out of the house for a few days, and the mood is not good, the housewife bought a garden mansion in Luoyang Shanglinfang, and bought a few shops in the south market on the bank of the Luoshui River"

"Gone?" Quan Ce frowned in displeasure.

"Yes, uh, there are rumors in the market, Da Lang Simu is in the palace to be edicted, write down a willow branch, and give it to everyone in Furui, everyone in Furui is red through Chang'an, and the children of the nobles have to entangle, and everyone in Furong claims that Dalang will not take away her red pill on the first night for a day, and she will not be a red official for a day"

"Shut up" Quan Ce was annoyed and ashamed.

Kwon Chung shrunk into a ball like a quail.

"Da Lang, Sister Sihua is here" Durian Jin curled his mouth, opened the door curtain, and glared at Quan Ce resentfully.

The eldest maid of the mother, Princess Yiyang, thought about the painting, and brought two girls into the door, with charming eyebrows and eyes, and a graceful figure, "Congratulations to Da Lang, the master mother ordered the slaves to send the two of them to serve Da Lang to live"

Quan Ce stammered and smiled bitterly, "Sister Sihua, don't be in a hurry to leave, I'm about to visit my mother, bring these two together, there are enough people in my yard, and I don't need to add anything."