Ah Ke sent Xu Qilin out, closed the door and walked back slowly, with his head down, still pondering Xu Qilin's words, the beauty of mixed-race children, I don't understand.

However, listening to the meaning of his words, the abscess on Sister Liu's face can be cured, which is really good news for Sister Fan.

Sitting on the stool and thinking for a long time, Ah Ke heard Si Suosuo's voice, so he asked softly, "Sister, are you awake?" Thirsty? I'll pour you water. ”

"No need." Fan Tuantuan turned his head slightly, smiled, and said, "You can rest for a while!" ”

"I'm not tired." Ah Ke reported the good news to Fan Tuantuan with some excitement, "Xu Xiaolang came to see you just now, and he said that your face, on your face—"

"Beanie, huh?" Fan Tuantuan stretched out his hand lovingly, gently stroked the bruises on Ah Ke's face, and asked distressedly, "Does it still hurt here?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Ah Ke shook his head lightly and continued: "It turns out that Sister Ah heard it all, and he said that you have the beauty of a mixed-race child, and you are a charming beauty!" ”

"Silly girl." Fan Tuantuan smiled bitterly and said, "Who exposed the shortcomings in front of people, a few good words of duplicity, do you really believe it?" ”

"I, I think he's sincere." Ah Ke pouted and snorted.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I want to sleep for a while. You go to bed and rest, and I'll call you if there's something to do. Fan Tuantuan's faint words were like sighs, and he slowly closed his eyes.

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As soon as people get busy, time flies.

Xu Qilin worked overtime and finally completed the "big business" one day ahead of schedule.

On the one hand, he went up early to be recognized, so that his sister would always urge him to study; On the other hand, he was worried that if it was too late, it would not be important.

"Yesterday, I made it clear to my sister, right?" Xu Qilin got up in the morning, and while instructing his subordinates to load the car carefully, he asked his sister Xiao Zhao uneasily.

Xiao Zhao nodded his little head, but his eyes were fixed on the shelves of wooden frames covered with sackcloth and numbered ones that were carried into the car, and asked curiously: "Brother, what is this, mysterious and mysterious, and you won't let me see it." ”

"There must be suspense, and there will be expectation." Xu Qilin raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "I'll open your eyes today." Well, it also surprised His Majesty and the old lady. ”

"That's amazing?" Xiao Zhao's mouth was raised, his stomach was conquered, and he believed in his brother's words, "Then let's go quickly!" ”

"Don't worry, the early dynasty hasn't dispersed yet!" Xu Qilin touched his chin, but unfortunately he didn't have a beard, "It's arranged in front of His Majesty, and it will be shocking!" ”

"Then I'll go first." Xiao Zhao said: "It's too late, let Her Royal Highness the princess wait, what the old lady wants to say." ”

Xu Qilin instructed his subordinates to take care of the little sister, and kept watching the little sister go away in the car.

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Taiji Palace, the political center of the Tang Dynasty, is located in the northern center of Chang'an City, according to the "Zhou Yi", symbolizing the supreme Arctic crape myrtle star.

However, the designers at that time were concerned about the majesty of the imperial power, but ignored the topographical conditions of Chang'an City itself, and built the Taiji Palace in the lowest depression of Chang'an City.

Therefore, every summer, Tai Chi Gong will become very hot; It was raining and cold and damp.

The early dynasty was over, and His Majesty Li Er moved to the Ganlu Hall and summoned Xu Hui to come.

The Ganlu Hall is the place where the emperor studied in the inner palace, and it is the third hall outside the Taiji Hall and the Liangyi Palace, which is the main political hall.

But no matter how magnificent the palace is, it can't change the hot weather. The palace people placed a few pots of ice cubes in the hall, which made His Majesty Li Er feel cooler.

Shouldn't I go to Jiucheng Palace to spend the summer? His Majesty Li Er thought like this, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Xu Hui coming to see him, so he casually picked up the draft of the "Clan Chronicles" that had just been submitted and read it.

But the more he looked down, the more His Majesty Li Er frowned and was displeased.

As early as the sixth year of Zhenguan, when His Majesty Li Er and Prime Minister Fang Xuanling talked about the malpractice of modern scholars selling marriages, they put forward the suggestion that "it is not appropriate to be serious, and it is necessary to reform".

Subsequently, he ordered Gao Shilian, the secretary of the ministry, Wei Ting, the imperial historian, the Zhongshu Shilang Cen text, and the Ministry of Rites Linghu Dedi to revise it, so as to "publish the surname correctly" and write it as a book of "Clan Chronicles".

At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, there were mainly four regional groups of scholars, each with its own merits: Shandong scholars were still married, Jiangzuo scholars were still figures, Guanzhong scholars were crowned, and Daibei scholars were still nobles.

And the Jiangzuo and Daibei Shi clans have declined at this time; The Shandong Shi clan headed by Cui, Lu, Zheng, Li, and Wang was deeply rooted in the peasant war, and by the time of the Tang Dynasty, there was still a certain amount of power.

For example, Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng, the ministers of the central court, all married the Shandong scholars, so that the Shandong scholars still retained their social status.

The strength of the Shi clan is of course not conducive to the imperial power, and His Majesty Li Er especially cannot tolerate the Shandong Shi clan above the imperial family.

But now, when His Majesty Li Er saw the first draft of the "Clan Chronicles", which still listed Cui Mingan of the Shandong Shi clan as the first class, of course he was not satisfied, and of course he was very angry.

The weather was hot and sultry, reading books was not satisfied, Xu Hui was delaying the future, His Majesty Li Er felt irritable, and his bearded face became more and more gloomy.

The palace people outside spread the rumor, and Xu Hui came to see the driver.

His Majesty Li Er threw down the "Chronicles of the Clan", picked up another book and unfolded it, holding back the fire in his heart, but he couldn't read a word.

Xu Hui walked into the Manna Hall, bowed down in his clothes, and the salute was finished, only to hear His Majesty Li Er snort and did not say anything.

Looking at His Majesty Li Er's cold and frosty black face, Xu Hui pondered for a while, and probably guessed the reason for His Majesty's sullenness.

Xu Hui still looked like a light and breezy look, with a smile on his face, walked to the bookcase, and wrote a poem.

"Your Majesty, the concubines occasionally have clumsy poems, and please review them." Xu Hui took the poetry paper, walked up to His Majesty Li Er, bent his knees, and unfolded with a smile.

His Majesty Li Er's face sank like water, and he squinted his eyes. On the snow-white paper is the handwriting of juan, and a small poem jumps into the eye.

"Towards the mirror platform, the makeup lingers for a while. The daughter smiled at the beginning, can you come when you are called? ”

People get up early in the morning to dress up in the mirror and dress up carefully. As the so-called "women are pleasing to the eye", after the makeup is done, it is naturally waiting for Your Majesty's summons.

But there are many concubines in the harem, and I am worried that His Majesty may not summon me. So, the makeup is over, and I am at a loss, and my heart is restless.

At this moment, Your Majesty, you sent someone to summon me. I just wanted to come over directly, but after thinking about it carefully, I hesitated.

Why? The concubine of the ancient emperor of the people, it took a thousand gold to buy a smile, how could I come in a hurry as soon as I heard your greeting?

People are looking forward to His Majesty's summons, but can't they make a petty temperament, be coquettish, and deliberately pretend to be reluctant, so that Your Majesty can you wait a little longer?