In the twelfth year of Xiantong in the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an City slept quietly in the night, and the north of Chang'an City was a high slope, called Longshouyuan. There is a beautiful palace garden standing on the Dragon Head Plain, which is the power center of the Tang Dynasty - Daming Palace. An exclamation came from the Jinluan Hall at the west end of the Daming Palace, near the Taiye Pool.

"Rokuro, Rokuro? What's wrong with you?" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was leaning over the edge of the bed, grabbing the arm of a ten-year-old boy, and gently shaking the boy while shouting softly, the boy woke up from his dream and opened his eyes to see the girl next to him.

Then he got up and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed. The girl hurriedly took out a sweat towel to wipe the sweat on his head, and asked with concern, "Lang Jun, is this another nightmare?" ”

The boy nodded and asked, "What time is it", the girl wiped the sweat on the boy's head with a silk handkerchief, and replied softly: "It's not yet the fifth watch, and the sky won't be so early in winter, Lang Jun should sleep again." ”

The boy glanced at the girl, and then lay down again. The girl helped to cover the futon, tucked the corners of the quilt, then blew out the lamp and candle, closed the door gently, and withdrew.

The girl's complexion is very white, with a melon seed face, a smooth forehead, willow leaves and bent eyebrows, teeth like braided shells, and her scattered hair is tied in a bun, and her face is lazy and coquettish when she has not woken up from a winter sleep.

The girl covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, then looked at the door behind her, and sighed: "Why does Liulang have nightmares every day, I'm really worried about Lang Jun." I thought that since I woke up, I couldn't sleep anymore, and it was time for Lang Jun to get up and prepare toiletries and clothes. The girl rubbed her hands on her face, and immediately felt energetic, acted, and hummed an unknown tune in her mouth.

The young man in the house did not fall asleep, listening to the movements and minor tunes of the girl outside the house, the young man's mind slowly flew up.

It has been ten years since he came to the Tang Dynasty in this time and space, ten years ago he was a child from the countryside, who worked hard in the big city for several years, and was still a "drifting generation" with nothing, although he had a name that meant happiness and happiness - Gao Le. But in the face of agitation

In Lie's fast-growing society, it is really difficult for a rootless person like him to take root in a big city and find a sense of belonging.

But things still took a turn for the better, that is, the lottery he had always dreamed of, and finally gave him a strong shock on that bright morning! Won, jackpot, 30 million! In the time and space of later generations, 30 million is not a particularly large number, but for a child like him from the countryside, it is an astronomical number.

Obviously, a **silk otaku who only thinks about it all day long, wins a hundred and twenty yuan, and gets a drink money, is smashed by the 30 million bonus.

Like him, his psychological quality is extremely poor, and he is very much like Fan Jin, a character in the textbooks of later generations. After the lift, in the face of sudden happiness, simple-minded people will always have a short circuit in their brains, Fan Jin is lucky, he has a stupid, bold and knowledgeable butcher father-in-law.

I was unfortunate that I didn't meet a passer-by like 'butcher's father-in-law', so Mr. Gao Le, a newly promoted multimillionaire who was extremely excited, was sent into a void by a speeding car, and was inexplicably reincarnated in this late Tang Dynasty time and space.

In fact, in an essential sense, he was reincarnated as the prince of the Tang Dynasty, and became the current sixth prince Li Bao, the soul of later generations Gao Le has long been gone with the wind, and only the prince Li Bao of the Tang Dynasty remains.

Li Bao also once struggled with what was going on, saying that he was reincarnated, but an important procedure was missing, that is, Meng Po Tang. Li Bao only remembered that his soul had risen to an endless void, a cold and empty voice said a few words to him, and then Li Bao, the sixth prince with a modern soul, was born.

The otaku who likes to read online articles in later generations admits extremely helplessly in his heart that he has crossed over, and he is wearing extremely sad and nonsensical. So Li Bao was very depressed and entangled in this crossing, so that he couldn't let go of this knot for a long time, and the result was that he had the same dream almost every day for ten years, and there was always no answer.

When the "dong dong" drum on the long street outside Chengtianmen resounded in Daming Palace, the entire Chang'an City began to wake up, and Li Bao was also interrupted by the bell.

"Forget it, you can't go back anyway, if you come, you will be safe. Let's get up, it's time to exercise," Li Bao said to himself in his heart.

When the Chang'an winter drum is beaten, it is one o'clock at five o'clock, and the time for the future is about half past three in the morning. This time is definitely a torture and torture for most people in later generations to get out of bed at this time. Fortunately, after ten years of persistence, Li Bao, the prince of the Tang Dynasty with a modern soul, has long been accustomed to it.

The girl outside heard the movement in the house, immediately pushed the door in, blessed Li Bao, and then began to serve Li Bao to get up, the clothes of the Tang Dynasty are still very complicated compared to later generations, since Li Bao is a prince, he naturally does not want to do this kind of thing, and he has been assimilated by this feudal bad habit for ten years.

The girl in front of her is named Ling'er, she is Li Bao's personal maid, she has been serving him for two years, and now she is only thirteen years old, and she is still a junior high school student in the next life, but she is very capable of acting, and she is very dedicated to serving Li Bao, and Li Bao is also very satisfied with her.

Although Li Bao's mental age is very large, his body is still a ten-year-old child after the crossing, so Ling'er is basically not defensive and shy about him.

Ling'er helped Li Bao get dressed and pants, and Li Bao's eyes fell on Ling'er's outfit when he had nothing to do.

Now the clothes in the palace still retain the charm of the Tang Dynasty, and Ling'er's outfit is no longer as simple as when she woke up Li Bao just now, but has been carefully dressed. Ling'er's face is very delicate, with a flower on her smooth forehead and curved willow eyebrows. Li Bao's silhouette was reflected in the black eyes, and the black and bright bun was also neatly combed and tied into a double bun. The cherry-like mouth is bright red, and the pale green skirt and pink bandeau show a large area of greasy white above the chest, and a pair of pointed buds.

In this decaying court, the prince's personal maid naturally became the prince's concubine when she grew up.

After crossing, he served by his side every day, and centered on himself all day long, which was simply the best daydream of the ** silk otaku in later generations! I also have a day when the goddess chases back, and it is not useless to think about this sad crossing.

Li Bao was in the middle of yy, Ling'er, who had been busy for a while, finally helped Li Bao get dressed, but found that Li Bao was staring at his slightly bulging chest with drooling, and he didn't feel a panic, so he blushed in an instant and twisted and said: "Liulang's clothes are dressed for you, and the slave will go and bring you washing water." Then he turned and ran out.

Out of Li Bao's room, Ling'er patted her chest with her hand and muttered, "I'm going to die!" Rokuro knows that he misses his daughter's house at such a young age, and he is really ashamed. But then I thought that I was Liulang's personal maid, and I would definitely be Langjun's concubine in the future, and I couldn't help but feel a little sweetness in my heart.

Li Bao saw Ling'er rushing out, and immediately realized that she must have been frightened by the "pig brother statue" that she showed when she saw a beautiful woman. Xin said: "You are still too shallow, you can't hide this little bit of caution, how can you mix in this deep palace full of dangers?" Thinking of the situation in this palace, Li Bao couldn't help but feel big.

In the late Tang Dynasty, the real ruthless characters in the Tang Palace were those eunuchs who had no roots. They hold military power in their hands, and they are autocratic, and even the inheritance of the Tang Emperor is in their hands. What's even more terrifying is that the eunuchs even dare to kill the emperor, and at least three emperors since Tang Xianzong have died at the hands of eunuchs.

In the history of China, there is absolutely no one before or since. Today's emperor is Li Bao's cheap Laozi, who is the famous faint monarch in later history - Tang Yizong Li Li, who succeeded to the throne after his death, and the three emperors of Tang Zhaozong and Tang Zhaozong were also supported by eunuchs.

Of course, these **oss will not care about the current Li Liulang. Only when the emperor dies will he notice them, the princes or pawns.

It is now the end of the twelfth year of Xiantong, and Li Bao vaguely remembers that his cheap son Tang Yizong will die in the fourteenth year of Xiantong, and he can't remember the specific month and date.

Li Bao vaguely remembered that the historical materials that later generations had read recorded that after the death of Yizong, the eunuchs supported the fun-loving five princes, King Pu Li Yan, as the emperor, and killed several other older princes in order to prevent the courtiers from criticizing.

Thinking of these historical materials, Li Bao couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, these guys are really black and spicy enough, and his identity as a prince is just a small miscellaneous fish in the eyes of those eunuchs who hold military power. Therefore, Li Bao has been very low-key in the past ten years, and never dared to do anything out of the ordinary, so as not to be targeted by those **oss, so that he was reported to the sixth prince to die violently that day.

Li Bao remembered some historical materials from his memory: Li Bao ranked sixth, and later Zhaozong was the seventh, and after the death of the fifth emperor, the courtiers still wanted to promote Li Liulang as the emperor, but the powerful eunuch Yang Fugong acted arbitrarily and wanted to support the seventh. Later, there were rebels such as Li Maozhen of the feudal town, and Zhaozong swore that he would support Li Bao as the emperor, but he did not succeed.

Thinking of these Li Bao couldn't help but be angry: Is this his life, this unlucky urging, no matter what happens before or after the crossing, it is this virtue, and it is all this kind of luck and lifeless thing. Thinking of this, Li Bao couldn't help but sigh: Damn, is this the rhythm of playing to death?

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