Soldiers and horses guard the West Mountain, and China has to plan.

I don't know what to do, and the air makes the Shu people harmful.

The cliffs and valleys of Bazhou are deep, and thousands of miles of clouds and snow are closed.

The spring water pavilion road is slippery, and the water frozen rope bridge is brittle.

The soldiers were often hungry, and the food was not continuous.

Hu Bing still does not return, and the empty mountains are accumulating years.

Confucianism knows profit and loss, and everything is true.

Di Zi Shogunate Lang, if there is a plan, he will be healthy.

The mirror hangs in the chest, shining no matter how big or small.

Don't hesitate to take risks, but you can be temperate.

Acacia Jianglou Xi, sad to see the moon and clear Ji.

——Cen Shen "Sending Di Yuan to Patrol the West Mountain Army (Deji Character)"

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Although the Tang Dynasty attached great importance to the Imperial Historical Observatory, it also knew that it was extremely difficult to serve as an official in the Imperial Historical Observatory. Because the state judges are "unclear" (many affairs can have a bad reputation), and the school books and orthography are "clear and don't want" (the reputation is good but there are too few affairs), only the Yushitai can be regarded as "clear and wanted", which is both noble and in charge of complicated dramas. Specifically, the responsibilities of the imperial history are to correct, inspect, impeach, and push, that is, to correct the etiquette of the hundred officials, to inspect the palace, the imperial city, the post station, the state and county, the impeachment is to impeach officials who derelict their duties and break the law, and the push is to accept the case of juqing.

Among the three courts of the Imperial History Terrace, the burden of the Taiwan Academy and the Procuratorate is the most bitter (the palace is the lightest burden because of the main picket etiquette of the court), and the most onerous and offending inspection, bombing, and pushing are specifically responsible for these two courts, so Gaozong Dynasty Jia Yanzhong wrote a book "Supervision of Materia Medica", which is extremely hard to say the hard work of the imperial history, saying that the "Imperial History" is a "worrying heart, more shock, and gray hair", and also vividly mentioned: "Those who are outside the line and the testers, are the most poisonous peppers", "Supervision is the opening pepper, and the poison is slightly rested". The palace (the history of the service) is ginger, although it is spicy and not troublesome", "the history of the service is a crisp pear, and it gradually tastes good", as long as it can be "moved to the outside of the lang for the sweet, it can be served for a long time".

And Gao Yue and Lu Zhen are now supervising the imperial history, which is the most poisonous "Hekou pepper" - the least money (for foreign officials, the salary is only half of that of the regular staff), the heaviest burden, the hardest work, only to the status of serving the imperial history in the Taiwan Academy, can be regarded as eating crisp pears.

Therefore, an unwritten atmosphere has been formed in the Imperial History Observatory Courtyard, everyone's official uniforms are in tatters, some are indeed because they have no money, and some are trying to integrate into this circle (such as Gao Yue...... His official uniform is Yunhe deliberately made old and patched) to show the integrity of the supervising imperial historians.

"Isn't this just a miserable sale?" Gao Yue raised his sleeve and actually saw that there was a patch under his armpit, and he didn't know what his sister-in-law thought: What am I doing with my armpit, can I wear out this part?

But in an instant, I saw a colleague, and there was a large eye-catching patch on the left and right buttocks of the back hem of the shirt, and I was relieved.

Lu Zhen was completely different, there was no flaw in his green shirt, although he was looked at strangely by other insiders, but he also turned a deaf ear, and walked to the front of the queue steadily, and went along the Yintai Gate towards Daming Palace.

At the same time, in front of the "Retreat Zhai" business residence in the release pond of the East Market, Zhi Hui, dressed in green clothes, stood in front of it, looking at the congestion in front of the "Retreat" with some surprise:

In front of the business mansion, there was a crowd of spectators, and an old man in the crowd stood on the steps, so angry that he smashed the steamed mustache he bought from Zhai into the dirt outside the door, making the treasure at Zhihui's feet whine.

"Bastard thing, this Shaoling is smiling and laughing in the end, is there a new editor in the end!"

Everyone stood in unison in front of the retreat, the old man turned blue with anger, and continued to say loudly, "Obviously, the bookstore here said that it was good, one season and one editor, but now it ......" The old man raised his finger and counted a few times in a row, and the group of evil teenagers next to him couldn't wait, reminding, "It's been more than a year." ”

"For more than a year, for thirteen months, there has been no second part." The old man was heartbroken, no, it was really painful, he was about to fall down on his back while holding his chest, but fortunately, several people stepped forward to help him up, beat his back and stroked his chest, so he was not angry.

"What's a season and a compilation, it's all bluffing! This Shaoling Xiaoxiaosheng is definitely not a son, but a private confession (castrated his own eunuch in private), and now I am afraid that he will not die in the forbidden garden early, quickly, quickly, quickly, return all the money that deceived us! Immediately, many people became angry.

There was also a Silla merchant who immediately squatted on the ground and held his head and cried, saying that he would die before he could make a new compilation, and that he would not even want to return to his hometown, so he waited here for many months: when he cried, many people also cried, and the earth was shaken.

In the retreat, several of the students who were here saw this formation, and they were all frightened, and Wu Cailuan, the head of the shop, had already run away.

"Father-in-law, don't be angry, don't be impatient, you have to protect your whole body and bones, and wait until the new one comes out!" Zhihui hurriedly walked up and touched the old man's back to comfort him.

"Nizi, this, how can there be any hope for this? Fan Jingluo and Fan Langjun in this book, did he escape from the Cloud Piercing Castle of the Xifan thief, how did he become Ayang Hou in the future, and how did he help Emperor Ming restore my Tang Jiangshan, this, I don't explain this, it's really anxious! The old man excitedly shook Zhihui's hand and wept silently.

"There will be, there will be, I assure you that in a month's time, the second edition will be published in Lezhai."

"How do you know, you little girl......" people babbled.

Zhi Hui was not in a hurry, but stood up very confidently, pointed to the plaque of the retreat, and said in a clear voice: "The owner of this bookstore owes my lord two thousand yuan, and he himself and Shaoling Xiaoxiaosheng are inseparable friends. ”

As soon as Zhi Hui said this, the people in Dongshi who came to force the sub-compilation of "Ayang Hou's Enmity" slowly retreated.

Next, Zhi Hui shook her head, picked up a copy of the first compilation of "Ayang Hou's Enmity" from the steps, and opened it to take a brief look:

It turned out that in the first year of Wuhou Jiushi (all of which were fictional), he sent an envoy to cross the sea to envoy Bohai and Silla, and gave the "auspicious and evil ceremony", and hoped to unite these two countries to fight the rebellious Khitan.

Two years later, they returned, but in the middle of crossing the sea, Wang Guangxu suddenly contracted a serious illness, and when he was dying, he handed over a letter to Fan Jingluo, and asked him to secretly hand over the letter to Zhang Khanzhi, the prime minister of the Fengge.

Under the city of Luoyang, Fan Jingluo returned from an envoy, and was just about to be promoted and was about to marry Yang Yunniang, who was engaged to Hongnong, but the letter was stolen by another deputy envoy, Fang Zhongyu, and told Fan Jingluo's friend Su Zhengtai Yushi Qi Lian.

Qi Lian had already hated Fan Jingluo in his heart, and he longed for Yun Niang's beauty, so he sent the secret letter to Zhang Yi, the commentator of Dali Temple, and Zhang Yi was Zhang Khanzhi's son: because he was afraid that his father's conspiracy would be known to Wu Zetian in advance, he conspired with Qi Lian and Fang Zhongyu to burn the secret letter, fabricate evidence, fabricate charges, and immediately degraded Fan Jingluo to envoy to Xifan.

Fan Jingluo, who was framed, was speechless, and went to Xifan, but Xifan went back on his word, and he was imprisoned in Chuanyun Castle, which was connected to the sky and Qinghai, and the birds were isolated, Fan Jingluo was imprisoned in it, and he did not see the day, and he was worried about his new wife Yunniang, who was thousands of miles away, and he did not know what to do. At this moment, under the bed in the cell, the soil layer was loose, and a bald head suddenly appeared on the side of the wall......