In the eighth century, the three major political centers on the earth were Baghdad for the Arabs, Constantinople for the Eastern Romans, and Chang'an for the Tang Dynasty.

Chang'an, sitting in the anointed land of Guanzhong, gathering the wealth of the world, but also makes the scholars rush to it, both the wealth and fame and the talent, the indescribable romantic weather, so when today's son changed to Yuan Tianbao, take the meaning of "Wuhua Tianbao, outstanding people", it is the omen of the prosperous era.

The layout of the city is rigorous, the six main streets divide the 110 squares of the imperial city inside and outside the city neatly, just like "dotted with stars", only the north of the city protrudes from the Daming Palace of Longshouyuan, which adds a touch of playfulness to this square, so regular and atmospheric pattern, it is the symbol of the national strength of the thriving Tang Dynasty, as said in the poem.

"Nine days open the palace, and all nations are crowned." And that's just the case.

The political center of Tianbao for 11 years is neither in the Da Nei Tai Chi Palace, the Daming Palace on the Dragon Shou Yuan, nor in the Xingqing Palace, which is the most popular outside of Youxing today, called 'Nannei'.

It's a market not far from here......

In early spring and April, it is the season of flowers, the people of Chang'an, known as the custom of "fighting flowers", regardless of men and women, have taken off their heavy winter clothes, put on exquisite spring clothes, or stepping on spring, or playing, fighting for beauty everywhere, as if this Pingkangfang is even more.

This fang, located in the fifth place of the third street in the east of the city, is only separated from the Xingqing Palace by an east market, its lively place is that the prostitutes in the square gather, it is the romantic place where the young men of the capital compete to stay, as the so-called: "Wuling young people fight for their heads, a song of red silk does not know the number".

For the anxious general prisoner Li Xiu, whether it is the bustle on the street or the red men who lean on the door to greet each other, they can't enter his sight, and the horses under the crotch are whipped by him again and again, and they are galloping like flying on the not very wide road.

"Silence, don't you want to live anymore, that's the house slave in Li Xiangguo's mansion."

A few people came to a big mansion in the fang, and a sharp-eyed servant stepped forward to untie the horses, Li Xiu didn't have time to get off the horse, so he asked anxiously: "Can you do it?" ”

The subordinate nodded, and he breathed a sigh of relief, he found it all the way, if he still couldn't find it, he could only go to another industry outside the city.

This inconspicuous-looking mansion is the residence of the special and right minister, the left servant of the Xingshangshu and the doctor Guanglu, the Kaifu Yitong Sansi, the leader of the Anxi Dadu, the Shuofang Jiedu envoy, the deputy Dadu of Shan Yu, and the Jin Duke Li Linfu.

There are more than ten such houses in Chang'an City alone, and there are other manors outside the city, as well as the refuge villa at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

When Li Xiu walked into the study, the old man in the house had already lifted the door curtain for him, and a man's voice came from the study, and listened carefully, it was his sister-in-law Zhang Boji who was talking, he lifted the corner of his robe, and walked in gently, sure enough, his father was standing behind the bookcase, holding a pen and writing something.

“...... The messenger's name was Siye Duozan, who was sent by them to negotiate with the princess Tang Muyi as a border general, and with the mausoleum in disrepair, the blood is still young, and he is willing to ask the elders in the clan to take care of one or two, if he can give some old things, it will show the love of the mother country. ”

Zhang Boji, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, did not respond after speaking, and stood respectfully until his sleeves were pulled, he looked back, it turned out to be the eldest brother, and it was inconvenient to talk at this time, the two just exchanged a look silently, and at this moment, an old voice sounded.

"Tang Muyi? This Tibetan person is really shameless, it seems that Ge Shuhan has won again, is there any good news from the military department? ”

Li Linfu, who is already in his seventies, is still very agile in his thinking, and he immediately thinks of the key point, his voice is old and strong, full of irony.

"I haven't heard of it."

As soon as Li Linfu's words came out, he realized that something was wrong, this eldest son-in-law was just a young secretary, how could he understand the military situation, if there was really a big victory, he would definitely be sent to him early in the morning, since there was not, it means that it is just a small victory, and it is not worth writing a letter.

This is also the border in recent years, the good news is frequent, the general victory has been unable to let the Son of Heaven in the eyes, the border generals are all doing their best, in order to compete for full success, of course, there are many losers, but it has not curbed this trend, because today's Datang does not care about defeat at all.

"I don't know what the boss has to say about this?"

"Arrange for them to live in the post house, don't lose the courtesy, the last thing Your Majesty wants to see now is the Tubo people, since they have found your head, there must be some hints, do you know what they want?" Li Linfu didn't raise his head, and his pen was even smoother, without the slightest interference.

"The son-in-law's thoughts, can't hide from the eyes of the father-in-law, they did send some things to the house, but the son-in-law, as a young secretary, is in charge, it is always difficult to refuse, listen to the meaning of the messenger, it is intended to ask His Majesty to give a princess ......"

"Foolish dreams!" Li Linfu unceremoniously interrupted his words: "The dynasty is not Zhenguan, let alone Jinglong, now that the north is quiet and there is no hope of going west, just point to this Tubo to practice hands, is it Your Majesty's Ken, those border generals who are anxious to red-eyed?" ”

"Princess Jincheng has been dead for more than ten years, right? Are her children grown? "Such a simple truth, it is impossible for the Tubo people not to know it, and they will send it to the door if they know it, but I am afraid that it is not so simple, Li Linfu asked while thinking about the key to this.

"Thirteen years, it is said that the prince is also thirteen years old."

"Isn't that a posthumous child?" Li Linfu paused thoughtfully and continued: "Could it be that this person came to our court to seek Austrian aid? It's been ten years since the death of the king of Pi, who else can he find, Twenty-five Lang?"

Zhang Boji was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that the old father-in-law was not confused, although Li Shouli, the king of Sui, was the biological father of the princess, but he was given to Emperor Zhongzong early in the morning, and later the heir of the first emperor, and personally thought that the righteous daughter had nothing to do with the family of the king of Sui.

"I'm afraid it has another meaning."

Of course he didn't dare to say it directly, so he could only remind him euphemistically, and sure enough, Li Linfu reacted immediately, strictly speaking, Princess Jincheng should be regarded as the younger sister of today's son, their so-called elders are the heavenly family, and this group of people wants to face the saint.

"As previously agreed, hang them first, and when the good news from the west comes, they will naturally understand, and if they still pretend to be confused, they will throw the good news in their faces."

He knew very well in his heart that the righteous princess was actually not in the heart of the Son of Heaven at all, and the Tubo people had repeatedly used her to seek benefits, and His Majesty was afraid that he would already be annoyed, so when he learned of the princess's death, he didn't even send a condolence envoy.

Now I want to marry another one, isn't it a dream?

"Son-in-law, I'll do it." Zhang Boji naturally didn't fight for those aliens, so he gave him a deep salute and retreated.

As the eldest son of the Prime Minister's house, Li Xiu is not as restrained as him, although his father is known as the "honey-bellied sword" of the generation of adulterous ministers, but for the children in the family, he is very tolerant, and can even be said to be conniving, which can be proved from just one point.

The fast son-in-law who just walked out was not the "parents' order" set by Li Linfu, but the kiss he came forward after his daughter took a fancy to him!

Of course, the sound of his son's footsteps couldn't hide from him, and after writing the words on the case, Li Linfu looked up.

"Running so fast, then Wang Ji has dealt with it?"