Quan Ce was painting in Yishui, leaning in front of the window of the painting boat, and the red lantern on the side made his cheeks covered with a layer of pink, hazy and handsome.

Drinking and drinking, singing and dancing in the field at this moment, but there are no singers and dancers.

The one who plays the guzheng is Wu Youji, the one who sings the rolling Yangtze River East is Furui, and the one who dances in the field is Wu Youji's wife, the small character Ruilai.

Wu You and forgetful playing, the whole body twisted with the ten fingers, the guzheng was melodious, the bun was fluttering, covering half of the cheeks, and he was focused and quite charming.

Madame Reilay danced around him, dancing smartly, her face picturesque, and the smoke fluctuated, less of the smell of fireworks and more affection.

Fleur sang loudly, her red lips opened and closed, and she gently bit out every word, as if she cherished it, this is the work of her beloved Langjun after all.

Quan Ce clasped his hands on his chest, leaned his head sideways on the window edge, and quietly admired the magnificent scenery in front of him until it was hazy.

"Da Lang is rude, I have tried my best, but you have wandered, if it is not good to please you, even for the sake of Fleur, I must spare you lightly" Before I knew it, the song and dance were over, and Mrs. Relay was very angry.

Quan Ce smiled again and again, and changed the topic, "Uncle Shi, the guzheng skills are extraordinary, making people forget about themselves and me, as if they are in a fairyland"

Wu Youji laughed proudly and waved his hand, "Da Lang's praise, I will be ashamed, but Hugh wants to drag me into the water, your aunt will punish you, Uncle Shi can't help"

Quan Ce's smile faded, and he raised his glass to invite a drink, "Uncle Shi, what official business do you have to go to Chang'an on this trip?" If it involves secrecy, don't be embarrassed"

"It's not official business, it's okay," Wu Youji drank the wine in his cup freely, "The queen misses her daughter, let me go and take Her Royal Highness Princess Taiping to the Eastern Capital...... Come to think of it, the queen of heaven will live in the eastern capital for a few days" In the second half of the words, her voice was lowered.

Quan Ce's face did not relax at all, but was full of sadness.

Empress Wu ascended to the throne is imminent, in full swing, bridging the Li family martial arts, is the only way to reduce killing, once she ascends the throne, the power of the martial arts family will inevitably be blazing, counterattack Li family is also expected, the queen of martial arts to the only daughter to hang a hundred poison inviolation, choose the martial family to marry, the most beneficial and effortless, Princess Taiping likes to appreciate the performance of musical instruments, Wu Youji happens to be good at this, I think it is this trip to welcome, so that Princess Taiping has a good impression of Wu Youji.

The general trend and personal feelings are entangled, which leads to a marriage.

Yet, Mrs. Relai, what should it be?

The official history of the Tang Dynasty was written in a boiling manner, "killing its original match to marry it", just seven words, in his eyes, bloody and cruel, Wu You and his wife are deeply in love, and at this moment it has become a matter of urgency, and in the blink of an eye, a wisp of soul will be broken.

"Woo ......" Quan Ce sighed softly, full of depression, knowing what, he couldn't do anything.

"Dalang, you're quite weird tonight, but what happened?" Mrs. Relay stepped forward and stroked his arm, her eyes full of concern.

"Da Da Da"

On the road by the Yishui River, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the first person, white-robed and white-robed white horse, is particularly eye-catching at dawn.

"There's nothing else to do, the little nephew has a good sentence, and the aunt dances for the little nephew again, can you?" Kwon Ce took her hand and pleaded.

Mrs. Relai's delicate cheeks were slightly red, and she slapped him lightly, "That's it, you come first, the poetry is not beautiful, and the aunt is not dancing."

Quan Ce smiled shallowly.

The guzheng rises again, Fu Hui sings in a falsetto, overflowing with pride, and the tenderness in her eyes wraps the independent power of leaning on the window layer by layer, and it must not be separated.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Xueming, Silver Saddle Shines on White Horse, Flying Like a Meteor, Ten Steps to Kill One Person, Thousands of Miles Without Staying, Leaving Clothes Away, Hiding Deeply and Name"

Mrs. Relai's dance was wide open and close, her movements were violent, and she was full of turmoil and agitation.

The door of the "squeak" box opened, and it was the white-clothed Hou Sizhi standing outside the door.

The three of them singing and dancing have gradually entered a better situation, and they have not stopped, and Quan Ce's body did not move, and he stretched out his hand to invite.

Hou Sizhi entered the door freely, sat cross-legged in front of the desk, and after listening to a few words, he was already in a trance.

After a song and dance, Wu Youji's expression was gloomy, and he had already felt that the power strategy was wrong tonight, but it turned out that he was waiting for an uninvited guest, "Hou Yushi, why are you here?" ”

Hou Sizhi shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, looking at Quan Ce, this place is like a family banquet, with his character, he is afraid that he will do some decorations.

"Uncle Shi, I have some official business to deal with with Hou Yushi" Quan Ce glanced at Hou Sizhi gratefully, Chong Wuyu gave up his hand, and before leaving, he glanced at Fu Yuan, "Fu Yuan, please ask Uncle Shi to take care of it."

Wu Youji's face was silent, and Mrs. Ruilai came to him, her voice trembling, "Da Lang, rest assured, Auntie will take care of Fleur...... Go and come back soon."

Quan Ce nodded, but when he moved, his sleeves were tightened, and his face was frightened, with tears in his eyes, and he shook his head.

Quan Ce smiled brightly, stroked her sideburns, held her hand, slowly took her away from her sleeve, moved her lips, wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word, turned around and left, letting her cry behind her.

The black-clothed official on the shore pressed all over the mountains and fields, standing solemnly, and he was in it with a light robe.

Hou Sizhi personally brought him a horse and asked, "What is the name of the appropriate poem?" ”

"Knight's Walk"

"Chivalrous? But I can't afford it" Hou Sizhi laughed at himself, took out a set of shackles, and reached out with the right to cooperate, and put them on the shackles, "Actually, people like you don't have to be handcuffed, it's just that if you are handcuffed, maybe, it's better"

Two black-clothed officials helped him onto the horse, and walked side by side with Hou Sizhi, front and back, left and right, all dressed in black, like a ghost.

"Do you know who you killed?" Hou Sizhi especially wanted to chat.

"Hehe" Quan Ce smiled, "I stayed on the painting boat all night and never killed anyone"

Hou Sizhi shook his head with a smile, and he didn't entangle, "That person is Xu Jingzhen, the younger brother of Xu Jingye in Yangzhou, do you know where he is going?" ”

Quan Ce was shocked and discolored, his body was unstable, and he almost fell off his horse, where could he still think.

Hou Sizhi was very satisfied with his reaction, "He is going to the Turks and borrowing troops to crusade against the Central Plains...... The person who answered him was too anxious to wait for a long time, and he actually went straight to the Langqiong Edict Mission and was captured."

Quan Ce's face turned pale, and he suddenly felt that everyone in the Li family, including his father Quan Yi, had a more hateful face than Empress Wu.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, your evidence has been eliminated well, your father's affairs, there is no proof of death, you just sent someone to do business, and the punishment will not be too heavy" Hou Sizhi shook his head, his words were white and thorough, the captain who led the horse, secretly looked at him, this is not like the ruthless Bai Wuchang.

"Hehe" Quan Ce smiled weakly, "Destroying evidence is just doing your best, you and me, life and death have never been in your hands"

Hou Sizhi's face tightened, speechless.

The chat came to an abrupt end.

At the beginning of the morning, in Luoyang City, hundreds of black-clothed officials escorted a young prisoner on horseback, wearing shackles, swaggering through the city.

"Hey, isn't that prisoner a Thousand Cavalry General?"

In an instant, the news spread to Luoyang.