The gate of Chang'an City has not changed from when she came five years ago, except that the vermilion pillars on the city tower have been newly painted. At this time, it was shining by the sun, and it was red and dazzling.

At this time, the tall gate of Chang'an City was opened, and the soldiers guarding the gate were lined up on both sides. Behind the soldiers, stood waiting for those to enter the city. The people are in the middle of the road, people are next to people, shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Qiqi and Pei Xin stood by the carriage, looking at the crowd.

After a short time, the butler who was exploring the road came back and said to the two: "Sir, the northwest has won a great victory, and the people are welcoming the victorious Marshal Zhengxi. At noon, the emperor will also climb the tower. ”

Pei Xin smiled and said, "Yes, it's been a year since your Senior Brother Yuan went to the northwest." ”

Yuan Xian went to the Northwest Battlefield in February of the 14th year of Yonghui, so it was really more than a year.

At this time, someone on the city tower shouted: "The emperor has arrived-" followed by the sound of the guards under the city tower one after another. The master and apprentice also knelt on the ground and saluted, and the mountain shouted long live.

Then, there was another waiver after another.

Yang Qiqi stood up and looked at the emperor, empress, and their princes who were far away from the city tower.

However, she didn't see it very clearly, and she didn't know which one was Murong Zhao. When she left the palace, Murong Zhao was half a head taller than her. Over the years, she has grown taller, how much taller is Murong Zhao than him now?

She was a little surprised, when she was in Ulsan, she occasionally forgot that she was Yang Qiqi who had been relived for a lifetime. When he thought of Murong Zhao, he was no longer as cold as in his previous life.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, followed by the cheers of the people. The marshal of Zhengxi led by him was Yuan Kezhong, the Duke of Hubei, Yuan Xian's father. Yuan Xian sat on a tall horse, wearing silver armor, and at this time he followed his father majestically and dismounted, kowtowing to the emperor to say goodbye.

Yang Qiqi looked down, and suddenly his eyes froze.

The young man beside Yuan Xian is her husband in her previous life, Zhang Zonghei.

Yang Qiqi remembered that the starting point of Zhang Zongsi in his previous life was the Battle of the West, and after that battle, Zhang Zongsi and Yuan Xian both became famous young generals in Dayan. Zhang Zonghe's road to being a military general, after that, was basically smooth and smooth, rising step by step.

He also really has that ability, the city government is deep and ruthless, and he is not hesitant to sacrifice his wife and children.

Yang Qiqi had the scene of his previous life before he died, and he was a little chilled all over, and he didn't even look very good.

Pei Xin turned his head and saw that her brows were frowning, and her face was almost twisted together, "Ghost girl, what do you want?" ”

Yang Qiqi smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm thinking, it's been a long time since I've seen Senior Brother Yuan." He was much stronger. ”

Pei Xin saw her tense expression, and joked: "It's really a big girl!" ”

Yang Qiqi blushed with cooperation, and said, "The master also has real estate in Chang'an?" ”

Pei Xin shook his head with a smile and replied simply: "No!" ”

Yang Qiqi said carefully: "Do you want Uncle Chu to arrange it now?" ”

Pei Xin said with a smile: "Let your powerful senior brother not eat in Beijing, what do you do to start your own gang." ”

Yang Qiqi thought of Pei Xin's trip, and secretly had some arrangements, she didn't say anything, smiled, and said, "Then let's talk about it, I will never enter Senior Brother Wei's house." If you are going to the Mansion of the Kingdom of China, I will find a place to settle it myself! ”

Pei Xin deliberately kept a straight face, and gave Yang Qiqi a burst and said: "Ghost girl, now I also have the courage to threaten your master and me!" ”

Yang Qiqi smiled and said: "I don't dare to do this, but Senior Brother Wei is too stingy, eat more than two or two meters from his house, maybe let me use something!" ”

Pei Xin looked at Yang Qiqi's delicate face, and sighed for a long time: "Ghost girl, the master should do the master's business, and you should also do your business." ”

Yang Qiqi snorted, and the master and apprentice tacitly understood each other's calculations. The two watched the army enter the city with their own thoughts, and then they got into the carriage and entered Chang'an with the scattered crowd.

The master and apprentice went around Chang'an, and first went to Yang Qiqi's Huifeng rice shop in Chang'an, and looked at the ticket number, and asked people to collect the account books of each family. After turning this circle, it has been declared. The master and apprentice got into the car again with the account book and went all the way to the main entrance of the Liang Guogong Mansion.

Pei Xin asked Mr. Chu to hand over the name post, and he sat in the carriage and drank tea in a leisurely manner.

Yang Qiqi couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, don't just wait for the Zhuo family to welcome the Western Army home!" ”

"We went to the house as a guest, and the host was not at home, didn't we fail?!"

"Master, this is a score!"

Pei Xin sighed, "I can put a score a few times!" ”

Yang Qiqi joked: "The master is also bullying Senior Brother Zhuo's family is honest!" ”

The master and apprentice were talking, and the main door of the Liang Guogong Mansion was wide open. As soon as he returned home, Liang Guogong, Liang Guogong's son, and Zhuo Yuqing, who hadn't even changed their clothes, went out one after another with Zhuo Yuqing.

Several people were wearing court clothes, Yang Qiqi couldn't help but laugh secretly, this time Pei Xin's score was even bigger! I don't know, I thought it was to welcome which prince came.

Pei Xin had already gotten out of the carriage when he heard the sound of the door opening, he was dressed in white, and when he saw the royal family and nobles, he naturally wanted to salute. Liang Guogong seemed to dare not accept his courtesy, so he stepped forward to help him and said with a smile: "Brother Meng Ming, don't be polite to me." The two of us, but we haven't seen each other in a long time! "Meng Ming is Pei Xin's cousin.

"Brother Liqian is polite, I am in white, and I should salute you." When old friends meet, it is inevitable to greet each other.

After Zhuo Yuqing and Pei Xin met each other, they fell on Yang Qiqi at a glance.

Zhuo Yuqing went down the mountain in April of the thirteenth year of Yonghui, and at this time, he really hadn't seen Yang Qiqi for more than two years.

More than two years ago, Yang Qiqi was still a little girl with round cheeks, but in the past two years, she has grown into a slim girl.

Liang Guogong welcomed Pei Xin into the door, bypassed the shadow wall and the cloister, walked a cup of tea, and arrived at the main hall of Liang Guogong's mansion.

Zhuo Yuqing and Yang Qiqi walked at the back, and said with a straight smile: "Where have you and the master gone, and who are the master's friends?" Last time you wrote to me, saying that you went to Mount Tai with your master to watch the sunrise, is the sunrise on Mount Tai really the same as what is written in "Yan Tang Travels"? Zhuo Yuqing said like pouring beans, crackling.

"It's not interesting for me to wait in the house, I've heard Cousin Zhuo say that his master is an unborn Confucian. What a coincidence for me! ”

Yang Qiqi was about to laugh at Zhuo Yuqing, but he heard the man's Qingyue voice coming over.

She looked for prestige and saw Murong Zhao standing under the corridor of the main hall at a glance.

He wore a dark purple robe with a pattern of falcon grass embroidered with gold thread on the placket. He had a small gold crown on his head, and in the middle was a piece of white jade with a very good head. The sun shone on the side of his face, shining warmly on his whole body. The eyebrows are thick and inky, and the face is angular and angular, and it still doesn't look like a mortal.

Murong Zhao has grown into the appearance she remembered in her previous life, except for a little sunshine, there is not much deviation.

Yang Qiqi suddenly remembered the sword he was stabbed to death, and he unconsciously felt a dull pain in his heart.

She subconsciously whispered, "Oh, so he's a head taller than me." ”