Murong Wan'er was wearing a yellow and white Jiangnan silk pleated skirt, and the long patterned phoenix skirt was dragged on the glazed tiles that were as quiet as water, like a phoenix flying down the world. Murong Wan'er covered two letters in her sleeves, and came to the empress like a wing, raised her arms lightly, and slightly opened her red lips: "Your Majesty, this is the war report I just received, one is from the Great Wall, and the other is from the Western Regions. ”

Wu Zetian frowned slightly, took the letter, and opened it to read, the expression on his face was extremely subtle, and in addition to being in a trance, there was a little relief in the middle. When he put down the letter in his hand, he clenched his fists faintly: "How is this good?" ”

"Your Majesty, how is the war?" Murong Wan'er said with concern.

"The demon clan actually sent a powerful army, wanting to penetrate the Western Regions, pass through the desert, and drive south to secretly attack my army to conquer the west and slay demons. When the Great Wall guards detected their movements, they wanted to pursue them, but they were repeatedly stubbornly blocked by another prepared demon army and could not leave the city. If the messenger of the guard army does not notify the Zhengxi army before the demons, then they will suffer heavy damage. After Wu Zetian finished speaking, the sorrow on his face seemed to be deeper.

"Di Renjie has already returned from sending grain and grass, has Your Majesty summoned him to offer advice to Your Majesty?" Murong Wan'er said.

"Well, let the national teacher meet him as well." Wu Zetian Dao.

It didn't take long for the two ministers to arrive.

"Your Majesty, for the sake of today's plan, we should quickly order the Western Regions to protect the mansion and support it quickly, and there are many generals and generals in the capital to protect the mansion, which can solve the urgent need to a certain extent. Then increase the troops in the border towns of the Western Regions to consolidate the security of the western border, in case the demons turn around and attack our West Hammer Town. Di Renjie said.

"National teacher, what do you think?" Wu Zetian then asked.

"Your Majesty, the minister agreed to Lord Di's deployment, and strategized without omission. Your Majesty's fortune is in the sky, and the eight wildernesses are sown, and the army of the Western Expedition will be able to exhaust the demons and return triumphantly. Ming Shi said in secret.

"Well, Erqing's words are also lonely and thoughtful, and they are promised." Wu Zetian Dao.

After a long journey, Marco Polo and Crazy Iron finally set foot on the land of Chang'an. Marco Polo was full of endless curiosity about this new world, because his father had also traveled thousands of miles to come to the world's largest city. Marco Polo hesitated to visit every place in Chang'an, looking back and forth, especially the places mentioned in his father's notes.

"Brother Crazy Iron, today we will go to Wanhong Street, which is the most singing and dancing in Chang'an, the most popular, and the easiest place to breed right and wrong." Marco Polo Road.

"Okay, it's up to you." Railroad.

When they came to Wanhong Street, they were stunned by the sight in front of them. A brothel is connected to a brothel, and a casino is connected to a casino opposite. The streets are bustling and crowded, and sure enough, they are very popular. Because of this, it has become the largest black market in the city, with human trafficking, dirty goods changing hands, in short, only things you can't think of, nothing you can't buy.

They came to a casino called Junzifeng, they just stepped into the hall, and immediately choked on the strong smell of smoke to cough, and suddenly from the noisy crowd, squeezed out a thin middle-aged man, and asked loudly: "Uncle, some noodles, I must be the first time to play, fortunately we have a gambling here, there are high money, there are low money, of course, the higher the money, the more you will earn next, how about the two?" The middle-aged man asked.

"I'm sorry, we're not here to gamble, we're here to inquire about someone." Marco Polo Road.

"Oh, so you're here to buy letters. Okay, you go all the way from here, and when you get to the end, turn left, and then go to the end, turn right, and there's Tingxuan Pavilion, where you can buy anything you want. "Middle-aged humane.

"Okay, thank you." Marco Polo thanked him and stuffed a coin into the middle-aged man's hand, who bowed slightly to express his gratitude, then turned around and drowned in the noisy crowd of people in the hall again.

They followed the middle-aged man's prompts and came to the mysterious Tingxuan Pavilion. There is a center in the pavilion

A well-carved Nanmu tea sea, Marco Polo just sat on the tea dock, and someone next to him came up to pour tea.

After a while, an old man flashed from the other side of the pavilion, with gray temples and glasses, but he was unusually mentally strong.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I don't know who you want to inquire?" The old man asked straight to the point.

Marco Polo took out his father's portrait from his bosom and placed it in front of the old man.

"I want to inquire about this man, he is my father." Marco Polo Road.

The old man took the portrait and took a closer look.

"Hehe, I still have some impression of this person, he came to me two years ago to inquire about the whereabouts of a book. After that, I never saw him again, and after hearing that he paid a lot of money to buy the book, he went directly to Chang'an. The old man said slowly.

"What's that book called?" Marco Polo asked.

"It's an old Sanskrit book, not bought from me, but in the brothel at the west end of the street. It is said that your father spent 100,000 heavy money on this book. The old man said.

"Okay, thank you." Marco Polo said as he took out a hundred gold coins and rewarded the old man.

Then they came to the brothel mentioned by the old man, and it was really magnificent, with bricks and tiles, as if it were a palace. After spending another hundred gold coins, I found out that my father bought the ancient heavenly book here.

Marco Polo asked if anyone had seen his father's second visit to Chang'an, and the brothel replied the same as the old man, and his father had never appeared in Chang'an since he bought the ancient books.

Although he didn't know much about his father, Marco Polo was relieved that he had finally found the traces of his father.

So where did my father go when he came to the Eastern Continent for the second time, not to Chang'an? This question gradually lingered in Marco Polo's mind.

So, Marco Polo changed his mind and came to Tingxuan Pavilion again.

"I forgot to ask a question just now, how many books are there in that ancient heavenly book?" Marco Polo asked.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that your father and son both have a soft spot for the ancient book of heaven, there are two books in total, one is already in your father's hands, and the other is said to be in Jixia Academy." The old man said.

"And where's the Academy?" Marco Polo Road.

"It's a thousand miles northeast of Chang'an." The old man replied.

In fact, not long ago, Master Mozi brought another book of heaven to Chang'an and handed it over to his disciple Zhong Kui for safekeeping, but the old man had nowhere to hear about it.

Marco Polo had an understanding, and he guessed that the place where his father came for the second time was not Chang'an, but Jixia Academy.