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At this time, in the Nanxin Restaurant in the south of the city, the earliest table of guests had already tasted tea in the private room near the window on the second floor.

A few wisps of tea smoke rose out of the tea soup poured out of the spout of the purple sand teapot, and behind the tea smoke was a handsome face of a young man with a fresh smile. That person was Li Yunshen, and he looked thoughtfully at the streets and eaves outside the window. At this time, there were not many pedestrians outside, and it was not long before the enthronement ceremony ended, and the officials who announced the new emperor's enthronement to the world went out of the palace to tour the city, and it was foreseeable that the streets would be crowded with onlookers.

"Master," the middle-aged man opposite was dressed well and behaved capably, it was Murong Gang, the owner of this Nanxin Restaurant, after pouring Li Yunshen's cup full of fragrant tea, he asked tentatively: "The villain dared to ask, why didn't the princess die, and the master let her go back to the palace?" ”

Li Yunshen's smile did not change, as if he was in a good mood, he moved his gaze to Murong Gang's face, and stayed for a while before he said slowly with interest: "She is dead, and my layout is about to be shattered." ”

Murong Gang showed a look of surprise that was contrary to his usual old and serious style, "But, isn't this part of the layout?" ”

"Part of a layout that has failed." Li Yunshen picked up the teacup, blew the tea cigarette, and looked at the teacup with interest in his eyes, not so much admitting his failure, but more like announcing that he had discovered more valuable results, "The current layout is brand new." ”

At that moment, a young man knocked on the door and came in, kneeling down to serve a plate of dessert. I saw that in the center of a delicate small copper plate, there were more than a dozen red dates larger than quail eggs. Each jujube is the same size, and after being pickled, the translucent flesh of the jujube has a lovely carbon red color, and it is also wrapped in a thin layer of honey syrup, which is crystal clear and attractive.

The guy respectfully introduced: "Third Young Master, this is a new dish from the small shop, and the master specially instructed the kitchen to prepare it for the Third Young Master to evaluate." It is to select the best red dates to make candied fruit, and then take out the jujube core, and replace it with fresh pear meat, which not only saves the trouble of spitting pits, but also makes the red date candied fruit sweet but not greasy, and the sweetness of the jujube is with the sweetness of the pear meat. This dessert is called 'stealing core dates', please mention it to the third young master. ”

"Master, please." Murong Gang also invited Li Yunshen to move chopsticks.

Li Yunshen picked up a red date with chopsticks and watched it with interest, but he was not in a hurry to put it in his mouth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of playfulness.

"Core stealer? After living for all these years, I know that stealing the sky and changing the day is not unusual, and there are really things in the world that steal hearts and minds. ”

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When he came down from the gatehouse of Chaotianmen, there were already civil and military officials lined up outside the palace to greet him. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, which advocated water virtue, the monarchs and ministers wore mostly black that symbolized water in the five colors, and now the team of Chaohe looked at it from a distance as a piece of black pressing, which was really a bit similar to the brothers who were used to wearing black suits in Zuo Ying's previous gang, but the pomp was much higher than at that time.

Sure enough, the imperial court is the largest underworld, the same in ancient and modern times, and it is no different. Zuo Ying couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Flat." Although she is not tall and her voice is not loud, Zuo Ying naturally reveals that she is not a momentum that this little Lori's body can contain.

The ministers thanked him and got up, and Zuo Ying's gaze fell on the face of Taishi Helan Chu, who was standing at the front, intentionally or unintentionally.

Helan Chu's deep and cold eyes were also looking at Zuo Ying with eyes that were not humble at all, with a sense of appreciation for the first time with a stranger, and the arrogance of the other party was barely enough to enter his eyes.

Zuo Ying, who has never been afraid to look at any powerful opponent, whenever she sees these eyes, she always can't help but pass a trace of shock in her heart that even she doesn't want to admit, as if she has to guard against the strength of her heart being pierced by these two cold gazes.

Zuo Ying's moist pink lips hooked a treacherous smile that was also not possible from the face of this fifteen-year-old Lori. Of course, there is an essential difference between this smile and "a smile on the face, it's not a good thing", which is called "laughing in advance, so as not to shed tears".

"Please enter the palace and ascend the throne!"

With the loud voice of the ceremonial official, Zuo Ying put aside Helan Chu's gaze, turned around and walked towards the emperor's throne in the depths of the main hall.

The throne is golden and brilliant, the pearls and stones are shining, the wind is holding the tiger, and the dragon is circling the clouds, which is extremely rich and luxurious. A tapestry carpet several feet wide stretched from the golden steps under the throne to Zuo Ying's feet.

Stepping on the brocade carpet embroidered with ink mountains and rivers, step by step towards the throne, Zuo Ying, who was not here, naturally did not have the surging mood of most of the emperors who ascended the throne in previous dynasties, for her, this throne was just a necessary high ground for her to declare war on her opponent and the fate that always loved to oppose her.

Although she doesn't care about this throne in terms of values, she knows that someone cherishes her life; Although she had only been here for a few days and had walked to this throne and sat on it, she knew that someone had not been there for half a lifetime, and that she had tripped over her when she was a small step away, and that she might have to beat her chest and howl when there was no one around—and this person was the same person who had killed her several times in the past few days—and her heart was still very comfortable.

I'm glad that those people who don't like me can block you.

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As the sun sets, the night grows darker. The atmosphere of celebration created by the new emperor in Chang'an City has gradually dissipated, and it has returned to the quiet scene of curling smoke and thousands of lights.

In the partial hall of the mansion in the north of a high-walled courtyard in the north of Jian'an Palace, the lights are bright, and the maids and maids are listed, which is the scene of meeting guests.

Sitting on the host's seat was Helan Chu, who was dressed in dansha civilian clothes, Xiahou Yuan, a chariot general, was sitting on one side of the seat, and sitting on the guest seat was a middle-aged man with tan skin, Eguan hair, and a Turkic round-necked left-hand dress.

The Turkic man smiled on his face, held up the wine bar, and said to Helan Chu in fluent Chinese: "The villain has begged many times, and finally got the Taishi to see him in his busy schedule, and the villain is really honored and grateful. In this cup, the villain respects Master Taishi and Master Zhang. ”

After the Turkic man finished speaking, he drank all the wine in the sink, and Xiahou Yuan also toasted with him, while Helan Chu looked indifferent and even a little disdainful, just took a sip and put the wine down. The maidservants on the left and right immediately stepped forward and filled each man's wine bowl.

Xiahou Yuan stroked the wine that had just been stained on his beard and said: "Recently, there have been many events in the DPRK and China, Ambassador Ke Tuyu has stayed in Chang'an for several days from entering the palace to mourn to today's ascension to the throne of the new emperor. It's just that I don't know why the ambassador has asked to see him many times? ”

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