A banquet was extremely embarrassing, and it became a joke from mouth to mouth in the Eastern Capital.

The fame of the literary and martial arts that was easily won by the Quan Ce Eastern Crusade suddenly returned to its original form, the so-called fame is just a bubble, it looks colorful, but in fact it is useless.

Zheng Zheng took office as the general of Qianniuwei, and began to recruit the children of the landlords of the Shu nationality in the east and west, and wrote to the five surnames and seven hopes, and clearly said that there were children who were oblique to the side, and those who came did not refuse, and the officialdom of the eastern capital was rumored, and the power policy did not know what taboos were committed, and he was no longer favored by the queen of heaven.

The holiday is not long, Quan Ce just had no intention of going out to attract wind, courtesy visited Wei Yuanzhong, Wu Youji and Xue Huaiyi and other bigwigs, under the pretext of a recurrence of leg injury, closed door at home, in addition to daily practice of martial arts, accompany his mother and younger siblings, is to practice calligraphy, frankly speaking, his calligraphy can not be called calligraphy, because it is a companion of practicing Chinese painting, by the way, he learns by the way, writes out lightly and casually, no muscles, he has no intention of being a calligrapher, the general level can be, so that the ruler and double carp in the study each write a few lines of words, who writes well, He learns from whomever he wants.

"Huh? Shuang Li's writing is better, who is the teacher? Quan Ce inadvertently folded the paper he wrote to cover it, and put it together with the words written by the two little radish heads, his words were even more ugly, the ruler sketch was neatly written, and the words were like those printed by the printer, and the double carp was written smartly and bonely, handsome and atmospheric, which was just right for him.

After a simple question, Shuang Li's face turned pale, he fell to his knees with a bang, opened his mouth to speak, Quan Ce waved his hand to stop it, and his face was slightly angry, "Don't be lazy, you will teach me calligraphy in the future"

"Slave, I am willing to serve Da Lang" Shuangli laughed with tears, stood up with a bone, and returned to a lively and playful appearance, but he was also heartless.

Quan Ce smiled, some things are rare to be confused, these subordinates are all given by the Empress Wu, even if there is any behind-the-scenes selfishness, it is not his sin, if the private interests involve the Empress Wu herself, then he is even less interested in knowing.

Qi Su puffed out his mouth and was not convinced, and his eyes were round and slippery on the double carp, and he quickly retreated, and he hung his head and polished the ink.

Shuangli taught hard, learned hard and worked hard, and the three masters and servants enjoyed themselves.

An announcement sounded outside the door, "Da Lang, the master invites you to the study"

The voice was a little familiar, Quan Ce rubbed his wrist, "Got it" walked out of the study, and saw the person who passed the word, it turned out to be Quan Li who was driven away by him, "You are not in the account room anymore?" ”

"The small one is in the account room, and the master specially ordered the villain to invite the big man" Quan Li is burly, taller than Quan Ce, his waist is bowed very low, and his legs are trembling.

Specially? Quan Ce frowned, took the first step, and turned around to see Quan Li, who was limping and suffering a lot of injuries.

There are quite a lot of changes here, there are more people on duty outside, the plaque in front of the hall, there are two gilded characters, knowing the fate, on the screen behind the table, the cursive script is written in the garden and the countryside, the two banners on the wall, one is written to be loyal and filial piety, the other is written to be quiet and far-reaching, there are Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelf, there is a small stove in the inner room, and the utensils for tasting tea are complete.

Quan Ce smiled slightly, bowed and saluted, "The child has seen his father"

Quan Yi sat on the stool, staring at the two things in front of him, looking a little fatter, "Get up, sit" handed over an official newspaper, Quan Ce took it, read it carefully, in fact, you don't need to look at him to know, there must be news of his own appointment and dismissal, the general is gone, and he wants to be a living room.

Quan Yi frowned at him and asked, "Why can't you wait two days for another banquet and bring shame on yourself?" ”

Quan Ce's expression was relaxed, "take humiliation, take trouble, choose the lesser of two evils"

"Trouble?" Quan Yi nodded, "You are smart, you don't need to say much for your father, although this matter is not shameless, it is still beneficial and harmless" paused, and said, "It's rare that my son is strong in blood and can look down on the world so much"

Quan Ce smiled freely, raised his eyes and looked at the banner of tranquility and far-reaching, "There is a father, there must be a son"

Quan Yi coughed, with some pity in his eyes, and handed over a wad of papers, "This is sent by Wu Shilang, you can dispose of it yourself"

Quan Ce took a look, Wu Youji's dividends arrived, no accounts were given, they were all flying money, and the two Beijing cabinets were exchanged, he didn't have the heart to look at it carefully, and directly put it away.

"Quan Li's father and son are in the same account room, misbehaved, and there is a mistake, and he blames him for his father's cane" Quan Yi was expressionless, "You are also getting older, you should have some personal wealth, let him go back with you"

Quan Ce's heart moved slightly, and he sighed secretly, "Yes, thank you, father"

Quan Yi's mouth squirmed, he didn't say anything, and waved his hand impatiently, making him retreat.

Sitting for a while, he got up and flipped out a few letterheads behind the bookshelf, his eyes were cold, and the demon queen became more and more arrogant...... Chang'an Dasuo, a long list, these Li clan relatives and their relatives, all entered the Lijing Gate.

Thinking of the upcoming New Year's Day, the princes of the Li family, including the brother-in-law, will enter Beijing, and this Spring Festival is really not good.

He couldn't bear to open his mouth and order his eldest son to try, as soon as he came out of Luoyang, he would give birth to a dragon and a tiger, and when he returned to Chang'an, he would be willing to fall, and it was not easy for my son to survive.

What should I do? Quan Yi pondered hard.

In the southeastern suburbs of Luoyang, there is a village called Shundi Temple, according to legend, this place is where Emperor Shun's mausoleum is located, there are three families guarding the spirit, all surnamed Zhu, it is the fire god ethnicity, the male ploughing and the female weaving, the folk customs are simple, the generations have multiplied, and the people have hundreds.

The arrival of a team of black-clothed officials broke the tranquility here, he held a dragon jade pendant in his hand, so that the villagers could identify, whether it was their own, or in whose house they had seen, the villagers stepped forward one by one, none of them had seen it, and they did not know this thing, the black-clothed officials had found nothing, they were very angry, they were whipped and abused, more than a dozen men and women in the village were injured, and the black-clothed officials were still insufficient, threatening that there were suspected of harboring Qin criminals here, and they would all be arrested and tortured.

The village elder organized everyone to scrape together 20 yuan to make the black-clothed official satisfied and went to the Dragon King Temple next door.

At night, Shundi Temple Village regained its tranquility.

"Third uncle, third aunt, this fish will make up for you" A simple posterior gave a black fish to the middle-aged couple who were both injured, and not long after, the village elder also came, turned around the house with his hands behind his back, looked at the children in the cradle, and sighed, "You two are so easy to have a child, you have to take good care of it, our village is poor and bad, there is nothing good, take care of your injuries, move away"

The middle-aged couple looked at the child sadly, and then looked at the village elder, the woman's face was full of self-blame, if she hadn't been greedy and took the jade pendant to exchange for money, it would not have caused trouble, the man made a decision in a deep voice, "Listen to the uncle, we will move tomorrow"

"You have to have an excuse to move away, just say that you went to the city to find relatives, and ask for more blessings" The village old man went out helplessly, looking up at the white-haired head, looking at the dark sky, a pain in his neck, feeling that he was flying, getting farther and farther away from the ground, and then falling violently, and falling to the ground.

Some villagers who got up at night were unstrapping their trouser belts in a daze, and inadvertently looked up to see the sky full of fire.

"Walk the water, go out of the water"

The villagers howled, knocked on the pots and pots, the villagers woke up and went out to put out the fire, the fire was too big, it was not saved, the houses became rubble, scorched black, and the villagers dug up three dry bones, one large and one small.

"The third uncle's family had a hard life, so he had a child, and he suffered a fire"

"Don't they all say that we are descendants of the god of fire, we have never been burned before, this is really evil"

"Not really."

"Something happened, something happened again, the village elder is gone"

The villagers of Shundi Temple Village fell into a panic, and discussed and discussed, only the evil in the village could explain that the children of the third uncle's family, afraid that it was a little unlucky, hurriedly found a place to suppress evil spirits and buried it.