Chang'an City is definitely very lively tonight. Ning Que, who had experienced a night of fighting, was very tired, but the sword light and blood in the rainy night made him a little excited, imagining the scene that was happening in the various markets at this time, guessing Chao Xiaoshu's hole cards, and speculating where Ming'er was going, tossing and turning, and couldn't fall asleep. He woke up Sang Sang through the thin quilt, and talked about these things for a while and still didn't understand, Sang Sang saw that he looked haggard but couldn't sleep, tilted his head and thought for a while, put on a single coat and brought back a jar of spirits, the two sat on both ends of the bed and drank, as before, most of the wine entered Sang Sang's small belly, Ning Que only drank a few sips and was unable to overcome the strength of the wine, and finally fell asleep. On the morning of the second day, the spring rain that lingered for several days suddenly stopped, and the clear sun greeted from behind the rain clouds without a sound, and when the sky shone on the birds jumping in the treetops, a carriage quietly stopped at the door of the old bizhai, and the young man who walked down the car with the appearance of a small house, did not say a word, and pushed open the half-closed wooden door of the shop, looked at the master and servant who had just gotten up, raised their chins slightly, and said coldly: "Let's go." "This is probably the person who came to pick him up as he said to Xiaoshu. Ning Que looked at the little guy and noticed that this person's eyebrows and eyes were peaceful but seemed to show a little arrogance, and it could be seen from the other party's mediocre Adam's apple and his standing posture that was slightly different from ordinary people, this guy should be a little father-in-law in the palace. Last night, I knew that Chao Xiaoshu's backstage was in the palace, and today a little eunuch came to pick him up, Ning Que naturally didn't feel too shocked, he just thought about whether to stuff the red envelope and how big the red envelope was. In his impressions cultivated by novels, the other side of the emperor's impatience with the eunuch is that the emperor is not easy to mess with eunuchs, and the protagonist in the story will choose a time to hand over a few thin silver tickets or even a piece of clear jade plaything "without fireworks", and the biggest doubt when he reads those stories is, where did those protagonists get so much jade? (Note) Ning Que raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sang Sang, and asked with his eyes if he had to prepare something, Sang Sang has always been a very picky master, and he turned his head slightly stunned, but he didn't understand what it meant, saying that her young master is not a generous person, after a little thought, he decided to simply pretend to be stupid, and save some silver is some silver. The little eunuch looked casually in the shop with his hands on his shoulders, nodded like an old man, and said in a clear voice: "I heard that there are some good words in this alley, let's take a look today, it's really good, there are nobles in the palace who want to see you write, you hurry up and freshen up and go with me." Ning Que thought that this was not bad, looked at what he was wearing, waved his hand to the little eunuch, and said with a smile: "I wear it like this on weekdays, poor scholar, where can I still freshen up a flower." He was a little worried that the other party would make it difficult for him if he didn't receive the red envelope, but he didn't think that the little father-in-law didn't care, but smiled slightly as if he liked his conversation, nodded at him and walked out of the shop. In some cramped carriages, the little eunuch closed his eyes all the way to recuperate, looking at his previous appearance in Linxiqi Lane, it should not be that he had any opinions about Ning Que, nor did he disdain to talk to him, but he was habitually cautious outside the palace. Ning Que felt so quiet, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked at the streetside scenery, only to see that under the clear sunshine, the people of Chang'an walked between the fang markets with a smile on their faces, and the business was prosperous everywhere early, and from time to time I could hear a few shouts calling friends, where could I see the shadow of the bloody fight in the rivers and lakes last night? I don't know how long it took, two rows of willow shades obscured the sight, and a comfortable shadow covered the entire carriage and the stone path through which the carriage passed, and the shadow did not come from the willow tree, but from the imperial city behind the willow tree and behind the moat. The Tang Dynasty is the first male country in the world, Chang'an City is the first male city in the world, the Tang Imperial City uses the world's first Xiongqi palace - the imperial palace is described by the word Xiongqi, or it is a little inappropriate, but the Tang Imperial Palace inherits the magnificent bearing of the Tang people for thousands of years, the vermilion wall is strong and the yellow eaves are like a sword, and the weather is magnificent and solemn, not like the three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines who flow fat in the early morning to gather into a noble place, but more like a Xiongguan standing in the center of the Tang Dynasty. Ning Que raised his head and looked at the majestic imperial city, his eyes looked along the extremely high vermilion city wall to the head of the city like a black dot Tang Yulin sergeant, his expression was calm and usual, but he was silently admiring in his heart. Unfortunately, the carriage did not enter through the main entrance of Suzaku, but went around the moat for half a circle, and then drove in through a very inconspicuous side door. The carriage entered the palace, drove slowly on those not spacious lanes, I don't know how many turns, all the view was blocked by the high wall and cornices next to the car, and he could only see the sky cut into pieces by the corners of the eaves, he had no chance to see the whole palace, only felt that the palace inside was extremely high. At the miscellaneous room where a blue lake could be seen in the distance, the little father-in-law took Ning Que out of the carriage and began to walk, and the two walked along the dense bamboo sea by the lake for about a few teas, passed through a wide rain corridor supported by red pillars, and walked to a row of inconspicuous small halls before stopping. What made Ning Que feel a little puzzled and even vigilant was that he didn't see any guards for such a long journey, not even a single eunuch and palace maid. The little eunuch turned his head, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "This is the imperial study, I can only take you here, you just wait here, and someone will naturally take you out of the palace after you see him." Ning Que didn't care much, he was looking at the strange flowers and trees in front of the hall with interest behind his back, looking at the flower boats in the lake covered by weeping willows in the distance, and was thinking about whether it was possible to look at a few beautiful palace maids, when he suddenly heard the words of the imperial study, his body couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and he turned around and looked at these inconspicuous rooms behind him in shock. The most secret place for men is not the bedroom, but the study.

He can watch ** in the study in the snowy morning in winter, he can watch the Spring Palace naked in the study at dusk in summer, he can write warm love letters with people in the study in the warm afternoon of spring, and he can pull through the red sleeves and sit in his arms and knead in the middle of the autumn night. There is no disturbance from the yellow-faced woman here, no children's frolic, and all private and happy things can be done openly and openly through the fragrance of ink scrolls and books, and no one will disturb you. The emperor is also a man, and the imperial study is naturally his most private place, I don't know how many major events in history, how many palace filthy things have happened in the imperial study, if it is not the emperor's most trusted cronies or cronies who are ready to give absolute trust, they are definitely not qualified to enter the imperial study. Wu Zetian entered the imperial study, Zhang Juzheng entered the imperial study, Wei Zhongxian entered the imperial study, and Wei Xiaobao entered the imperial study...... Ning Que looked at the closed door of the imperial study in a daze, and thought angrily, how many great women and how many former sages and eunuchs and ministers have soared because they entered this small study, and they can't imagine that this kind of opportunity will actually fall on their heads today. Last night, I guessed that Chao Xiaoshu's backstage was someone in the palace, and the person in the palace was likely to be the emperor himself, but guessing and confirming are two different things, the first sixteen years of wandering and struggling to survive the young man, suddenly found that he seemed to have a chance to ascend to the sky, his heart was inevitably a little shocked, he finally understood that what Chao Xiaoshu said last night was more true than real money, this is really the thickest thigh in the world. "No one will come here for half an hour, and if anyone asks, you will say that Lu Ji brought you into the palace, according to the answer I taught earlier. Thinking with emotion, Ning Que didn't notice at all that the little eunuch had quietly left at some point, and when he woke up, he found that the surroundings of the imperial study were empty. In the strange and strict palace, there was no one around him, the cool and pleasant environment suddenly became a little gloomy, even if he was as bold as him, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, standing in front of the porch and waiting for a while, he suddenly thought that he should go in first? He and Sang Sang entered Chang'an City like dirt buns and were amazed and surprised for a long time, not to mention that this is the palace, he didn't understand those rules at all, he just thought like this according to common sense, so he did this, coughed lightly twice, and arched his hand into the imperial study in a fake way, and pushed the door and walked in. The so-called water is naturally fake, and Ning Que just wants to go in. The most important part of his life over the years, in addition to meditating and practicing martial arts, is the way of calligraphy, and today he has a rare opportunity to enter the imperial study, of course, he longs to be able to see this study that is rumored to have countless famous gods, this desire is so strong, even so strong that he completely forgot the so-called rules. Push the door in, enter the wall is a row of bookshelves with a very high level, the bookshelves are horizontal and vertical, the style is very ordinary and simple, but the wood used is the extremely precious Dongyu Huanghuali, the bookshelves are densely packed with all kinds of books, the placement is uneven, but they are all extremely precious and unique treasures. There are a few pieces of paper on the desk, a brush is like a raft in the inkstone, immersed in the ink, and the other few brushes are messily resting on the pen holder, the paper is Xuanzhou bud paper, the pen is Hengdian pure hao, the ink is Chenzhou pine ink, the inkstone is Huangzhou sinking mud inkstone, and all of them are precious tributes. If these pen, ink, paper, and inkstones can be dragged back to Linxi Lane and sold, how much can they be sold? Ning Que looked around in a daze, and for no reason in his heart had such a bastard thought, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the calligraphy hanging on the three white walls. Looking at these heirlooms that were hard to find in the deep palace world, he was shocked and unspeakable, his steps moved slowly, his eyes fell on those authentic works of famous masters who were either clumsy or smooth and beautiful, as well as those inscription seals, and his right hand subconsciously drew in the air, and began to copy it, his face was full of admiration and joy. Before going around to the desk, he looked at the five big characters on the paper, couldn't help frowning, and muttered: "Your Majesty's appreciation level is extremely high, but this character is really not very good." ”