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As soon as Wang Shuwen walked outside the warm hall of the Liangyi Palace, he was sorting out his clothes and dusting off the snowflakes on his body, when he heard a panicked sound from inside. I only heard one of the eunuchs inside say in horror: "Your Majesty, you can spare the slave!" Then there was a sound of kowtowing like pounding garlic, and Wang Shuwen was stunned when he heard it, and thought: Although Your Majesty is not strict with the servants on weekdays, he is not strict, what is wrong today?

What Wang Shuwen didn't know was that the person in the hall was already going crazy at this time.

It turned out that Wu Song was quite confused after waking up, and was called the emperor only as a joke by Mr. Wang, and after the "female manager" asked someone to invite "Mr. Wang", Wu Song leisurely admired the interior design of the Tang Dynasty, and planned to steal one or two teachers to go back to improve the grade of his study, and decided to put on an angry posture and wait for Mr. Wang's arrival, forcing Mr. Wang to pay for his unintentional destruction. The broken porcelain on the ground next to it has been collected by the two beautiful waitresses, and a new one has been replaced on the side, Wu Song wanted to play with it, but he fell at a critical moment to vent his dissatisfaction, first, he was now tired, and secondly, he had to lose money if he fell, forget it.

Gradually, Wu Song's attention shifted from interior decoration to costumes, to be precise, to the costumes of two beautiful young girls. Wu Song has always believed that the costumes of the Tang Dynasty are the most beautiful in the past dynasties, and there is a kind of grace and bearing, how can he let go of such authentic Tang costumes at this moment? What's more, the Tang costume is wrapped in a beautiful little girl, who is many times stronger than TVB's palace maids.

In order to better appreciate, Wu Song moved his head slightly, but suddenly felt that there were many more things on his lips and chin, and he barely reached out to touch it, and found that it was a long beard, and the hand that stretched out was different from his own hand, slender and fair, and now Wu Songke, who had been waiting for "Mr. Wang" to come, couldn't lie down, hurriedly sat up, and asked the beautiful woman in palace clothes to hand a mirror to herself, a sentence of "beauty" and a "please" word scared the beauty to kneel on the spot, and even couldn't afford to wait, capital crime, capital crime, was so anxious that Li Song became even more angry. The acting is too similar, right?

Fortunately, the man wearing eunuch clothes was a little bolder, and he came over with a mirror, and when he looked at the mirror, Wu Song's already frightened heart became more and more frightened - he brought a bronze mirror. Just as he wanted to reach out and take it, a eunuch in a costume came from behind and held the mirror in front of him. Wu Song didn't look at it, he almost fainted when he saw it, although he was used to looking at the glass mirror and felt that it was not clear, but the face inside was sure that one hundred percent, ten thousand percent was not Wu Song, the long hair was slightly gray, the face was thin, the lines were resolute, a long beard, very stylish, much more photogenic than Wu Song's own appearance. And this person, the more Wu Song looks at it, the more he looks like a person, a person he mentioned last night, the most unlucky emperor of the Tang Dynasty - Li Yu. When he was in college, because he was more sympathetic to this person, Wu Song made a little understanding, and imagined many times which step this emperor would go if the Tang Dynasty was healthy, and where China's history would go, so he was also familiar with Li Yu's portrait, and in the mirror, it was clearly this person.

What's going on? Could it be that he was possessed by Li Yu's soul? Poor Wu Song, he didn't expect that he might cross by himself, and now he is not as calm and brave as Grosso, because he is fighting alone.

In order to prove that this was just an illusion, Wu Song asked the figure in the eunuch's costume standing next to him to pinch his thigh or pluck a beard to sober himself up. The frightened one immediately knelt down, kowtowing and shouting in a sharp voice, "Your Majesty, you can spare the minions!" There is an eighty-year-old mother on the slave, and there is a ...... below."

And the one holding the mirror also hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty's body is about all the people and the fortune of the country, how can you be cruel to yourself?" ”

What do you mean? It's just a pinch, you still think it's SM? Li Song was extremely depressed and decided to do it himself and have enough food and clothing.

Finally, when he raised his hand, he saw another eunuch come in. Kneel down and say:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Wang has arrived."

This sentence, like a straw seen by the man in the water, immediately diverted Wu Song's attention, what happened to him, but it seems to be who, Wu Song was speechless with excitement, but fortunately, the well-behaved person who held the mirror hurriedly turned around and said: "Please!" Only then did it alleviate Wu Song's frustration. Wu Song couldn't help but glance at this person gratefully, in his forties, dark and slightly fat, not tall, he was a character with eyes and daring to take responsibility.

However, poor Wu Song immediately ran out of straw.

Because it wasn't Mr. Wang who came. It was an old man, an old man that Li Song didn't know.

He looked almost seventy years old, wearing the crimson official robe worn by the middle and lower officials of the Tang Dynasty, with a clear face, although he was implicitly melancholy, his expression was resolute, and his three strands of beard added elegance to the old man. Like the others I had just met, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was in good spirits. When he saw Li Song, his eyes showed a sense of joy.

"Minister, Master Hanlin, Wang Shuwen, see the driver."

Seeing that the old man of such an age was about to give himself a big gift, Li Song hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, but suddenly remembered the door of the old man's self-report, and couldn't help but freeze again. The outstretched hand couldn't help but stop.

Wang Shuwen, no, Emperor Shunzong's chess edict when he was the crown prince, the core figure of Yongzhen's innovation, the head of the two kings and eight Simas, and a famous figure in Chinese history.

Originally, it was not Mr. Wang who was expected to come, but also Mr. Wang and his father, and now, it's all over.

Wu Song's heart suddenly became cold.

Could it be that I am really in the Tang Dynasty? Could it be that I traveled to the Tang Dynasty like xx, xxx, xxxx, and xxxxx? Or did I become the hero of a time-traveling novel? Could it be that I have really become the most unlucky Tang Shunzong Li Chan last night?

Wu Song is in the petrochemical industry.

Wang Shuwen did not receive a response after greeting him, he was Li Yu's favorite teacher when he was in the East Palace, and he was very close to Li Yu, so he was sometimes not very formal. Looking up, the emperor's eyes were glazed, and he remembered the words of Niangniang relayed by the eunuch who passed the message: "Everyone is seriously ill and in good spirits, Mr. Wang must not make everyone too tired." I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Since His Majesty ascended the throne the day before yesterday, he guarded the soul of the first emperor, and suddenly fell ill, and the old minister was worried and couldn't sleep at night. Wang Ling, Yu Xi, Zong Yuan, Zhiyi, and Ling Huai are all the same. Fortunately, God bless Datang, Your Majesty has turned the crisis into safety, and the stroke and disease have also improved, I hope that Your Majesty will recuperate with peace of mind, and when Your Majesty is healthy and make great efforts, Datang Zhongxing is just around the corner. ”

At this moment, Li Song stared at the bronze mirror in the hands of the eunuch opposite in a daze, looking at a few strands of gray hair on the head of the person in the mirror, but a sentence suddenly appeared in his heart: "Qingshan is not old, but snow-white."

There is no doubt that he was in the Tang Dynasty, the twenty-first year of Zhenyuan, that is, the first year of Yongzhen. He is Tang Shunzong Li Xu, the unlucky emperor. Judging from the words of the people around him, it seems that Dezong has just died, "himself" has just ascended the throne, and there are still hundreds of heavens to live. Poor, there are still a hundred days, after I found a new job, it was smooth sailing, I was expecting life to be on the right track from now on, but now it's okay. Thinking that Li Yu couldn't speak because of a stroke, Wu Song hated it even more in his heart, thief God, you are too good at playing, right? It made me go through, and I wasn't even allowed to mention my opinions!