Luoyang in the east, Luoshui is the waist, the land is divided into north and south, Miyagi Ziwei City is located in the northwest, occupying a quarter of the area of Luoyang, the square city is regular, a system should be complete, not inferior to Chang'an.

Luoyang Ling is one of the best in the local states and counties, second only to Chang'an Jing Zhaoyin, holding this position, is Wei Yuanzhong, a native of Songzhou, this person is over fifty years old, with a steep resume, the lowest point has been in the Lingnan border to govern the prison, the highest peak has briefly entered the pilgrimage to the prime minister, the most prominent moment of the official career, is the same clan Li Xiaoyi joined forces, pacified Xu Jingye Yangzhou rebellion, full of glory, but time has passed, just four years, the two heroes are far apart, Li Xiaoyi is taboo for the martial arts magnates, degraded again and again, and has been degraded to the end of the earth in Qiongzhou, died with hatred, Wei Yuanzhong rose and fell, standing tall.

Because of this, there are quite a number of loyal ministers of the Li family who are dissatisfied with Wei Yuanzhong, including Quan Yi.

After Quan Yi arrived in Luoyang, someone from the government office came forward to greet him, settled down his family, rested for a while, put on his official uniform, and went to the government office to pay homage to Shangguan.

Wei Yuanzhong treated him politely, met with him in the main hall, exchanged a few words of greeting, and asked about his family, "I heard that the big man in the house, General Quan Ce, is quite talented and wise, and he has never come with him?" ”

"The dog has the emperor's order, and he has another itinerary, he is just a yellow-mouthed child, and he is just a fluke, which makes Yin overrated" Quan Yi frowned slightly, he didn't have a good impression of this old man, and when he met for the first time, he was quite rude to his family.

Wei Yuanzhong waved his hand again and again, "Hey, the horse is too modest, the world is shallow, I only know the sound of praising the willow branches, but I don't know, in the old man's view, those two Buddhist verses are the essence of wisdom, the old man is familiar with the Taoist master Sima Chengzhen, and he is also very much looking forward to meeting with your mansion Dalang"

Quan Yi's expression is unnatural, this place is the Luoyang Mansion, he is Luoyang Cheng, this old partiality calls him a concubine, is it intentional or unintentional? forced out a smile and said a few words, "That is the case, when he arrives in the Eastern Capital, the lower official will order him to come to see Ling Yin, I am afraid that the dog only knows how to play word games, and does not understand the people's affairs and affairs, so that Ling Yin will be disappointed."

When Wei Yuanzhong heard this, his smile disappeared, and his eyelids drooped, "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, the horse is here, although he is a subordinate official of the government, he has to take on the overall important affairs, and when the person in charge of the court and the central government falls, it is not too late to think about it in the long run."

"Obey the order" words are not speculative, Quan Yi has arrived, said goodbye, got into the carriage, looked back at the black lacquer gate, and snorted coldly, "This old man is not doing his job, his position is ambiguous, and his authority is tight."

The teacher is unfavorable, Quan Yi went to the study when he returned to the house, he served as an official for the first time, and brought a lot of staff, including a middle-aged man, who is better than the criminal name, called Xiao Song, who entered the curtain as a member of the Xiao clan in Lanling, in fact, he was a subordinate of Huang Guogong Li Shu's mansion, and put it next to Quan Yi, which was not only to seek a background, but also to contact in the middle.

Xiao Song went straight into the study, "the horse ......"

Quan Yi was displeased, "Call me Shaoyin"

"Yes, Shaoyin, there is a letter from Beijing" Xiao Song changed his words and sent a stack of soft yellow notes, the paper is very poor, only one word is written on a page, the writing is large, the paper absorbs ink, the text is deformed, and the handwriting is unverifiable.

"You go to the door to guard" Quan Yi pushed open the case book, took the paper and started a sentence making game on the table, and the spelled sentences were placed on the table, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, deep nasolabial folds appeared on his thin cheeks, and he sighed and burned them one by one.

Knock knock, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Master, something strange happened in the house, the poultry that was just bought in the kitchen, they could chirp, and they all died."

Quan Yi's hand shook, he was sparked by the fire, and he scolded angrily, "Hugh is frightened, buy some fierce dog guards, this place has been uninhabited for a long time, some beasts are infested, it's just an ordinary thing, get out"

Xingyang, for the Zheng family of the county, there is a saying that the Zheng family of the world out of Xingyang, Xingyang Zheng is one of the five surnames and seven wangs, the source can be traced back to the Zhou Dynasty, with the feudal country as the surname, is the most conclusive descendant of the surname Ji.

Inheritance of thousands of years, the hairpin for many generations, the poetry heirloom, the head of the horse of the scholar family, the descendants reproduce, the hall is divided into north and south, the north hall is respected, the north hall is seven rooms, and the five rooms and six rooms are the most prominent.

Chang'an to Luoyang, not through Xingyang, the right to detour here, for his twelve thousand cattle shortage, he played to the Empress Wu, to appoint the local disciples, this locality, does not refer to the eastern capital of Luoyang, but the eastern capital of the radiation of the east of the east of the mountain, the children are not ordinary people, his goal, from the beginning is five surnames and seven hopes.

"Please inform your master, my master, Princess Yiyang's Mansion Dalang, Qianniu Wei Zhonglang will be Quance, ask to see Xingyang Gong" The son of the old housekeeper Quan Fu, the steward Quan Xiang next to Quan Ce, stepped forward to communicate with the porter, and the people in his courtyard all went to Luoyang to settle down first, leaving only Quan Xiang by his side, observing for a few days, he is a smart person who can carry it clearly.

Xingyang Zheng's high door is a big house, gray wall and tile, high wall compound, door Sensen, there are seven or eight people standing in the gatehouse, kind and polite, one person walks into the door quickly, and another person comes forward to salute, "The general is polite, please enter to serve tea"

Quan Ce dismounted, turned around and looked at his more than 100 subordinates, and shook his head to refuse, "No need"

After a while, the porter turned around, holding a long lacquer plate in his hand, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, "General, my master is not here, Da Lang ordered, I have not received the general's prayer post, I am not well prepared, rashly received, I am afraid that the general will be caught in the rudeness, specially prepare pen and ink, please give the general a masterpiece of Mobao, and prepare calmly and thoroughly, and wash the dust for the general"

The words were euphemistic, but the posture was extremely high, and the thousands of cattle behind Quan Ce all raised their eyebrows and came to be angry, "Presumptuous, my general is here to visit, not to ask for help"

Quan Ce raised his arm to stop it, with a smile on his face, he had already been mentally prepared, the gate of this arrogant clan is not so easy to enter, Emperor Taizong's account is not bought, the royal princess does not marry, and it is really nothing, it is already polite to give a chance to perform.

"I don't know if Xingyang Gong has ever proposed?" He didn't believe that there was such a coincidence, he was Da Lang, and only Da Lang came forward to receive him, which was just an excuse.

"Well, the master of the family said, near Xingyang, there are yellow crowns leaving, and Jialan is gathering, please try to discuss this matter with the general" Menzi choked for a moment, but still answered honestly.

Sinister intentions? Unintentional?

The muscles on Quan Ce's body immediately tensed, his eyes were faint, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism is an extension of the dispute between the Li family and the martial arts, the root is in the Daming Palace, let him discuss, is he trying to dig a grave for him?

With a sharp turn in his mind, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he picked up the purple brush and wrote straight on the gold-sprinkled paper.

Menzi recognized the words, read while reading, and the voice was slightly louder, obviously to the people in the door, "What is the great dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, and the sages have never had two hearts"

Menzi was respectful, and his waist bent deeply, "Ask the general, what is your heart?" ”

"Guide people to the heart of goodness" Quan Ce replied with a smile.

The voice fell, "squeak", the wide door suddenly opened, and there were many people standing in the door, the old man at the head, the Confucian crown, and the fairy wind bone.

Quan Ce walked forward quickly, bowed and greeted, "I have seen the Duke of Xingyang"

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, so many people, all hiding behind the door just now and eavesdropping?

A thousand-year-old family, childlike fun is still there.