Although the Southern Tang Dynasty is not as large as the territory of Da Chu, the Southern Tang royal family wants to compare with Da Chu in everything, you Da Chu uses the state and county system, I don't use it, you Da Chu has a black armor Xuanqi, and I Nan Tang will make a white feather guard, just to see who is more powerful.

Therefore, the result of this is that the luxury and richness of the Southern Tang Palace is not much inferior to the Great Chu Palace, and even in some small places such as carving techniques and forest garden planting, the Southern Tang Dynasty is more nitpicky than the Great Chu Palace.

At this time, in the Imperial Palace of Li Houzhen, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the mountain ghost who had appeared on the coast of the East China Sea stood half a step behind him, just like the combination of Wu Cicada and Chu Zheng.

However, if you compare Chu Zheng with Li Houzhen, Chu Zheng is an old dragon that has reached the peak and is now even beginning to decline, while Li Houzhen is a young dragon who is full of vitality and can swallow clouds and spit fog.

"Your Majesty, that one is here!"

"Let him in. ”

"Yes. ”

There was a little eunuch dressed in the costume of a five-grade eunuch who hurriedly ran in to report and hurriedly withdrew, and soon brought back a middle-aged scribe in civilian clothes, this scribe looked ordinary, and belonged to the people who were thrown in the crowd and you wouldn't take a second look.

But his bearing really can't be ignored, especially in front of Li Houzhen, who can still be calm and comfortable.

"Ministers and Qingyuan see the emperor!"

Fu Qingyuan! I really didn't expect that this mediocre-looking guy was actually the prefect of the Taiyuan Mansion, it turned out that not only did he not die in the hands of the assassins of the scholar sword, but he also quietly entered the palace! But how could he see Long Yan so easily in a small prefect?

Let's not talk about this matter first, just say that Li Houzhen, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, slapped the chair heavily after hearing Fu Qingyuan finish talking about the cause and effect.

"It's so bold, even if the dark pavilion intervenes in Nantang, I don't care about him, but he still dares to touch my people, it seems that I need to spend some effort to eradicate some of his minions. ”

Fu Qingyuan looked at the angry Li Houzhen and smiled, waved his hand to stop his thoughts, and seemed to feel that he was not angry at all after being assassinated.

"The emperor doesn't have to be angry, the dark pavilion doesn't know that my little prefect is the emperor's person, besides, there are not a few officials in Dachu who are killed by the dark pavilion every year, and we haven't seen the emperor of Dachu deal with the dark pavilion with all his strength!"

He was assassinated, and the emperor wanted to send someone to kill those assassins in the dark pavilion, which Fu Qingyuan not only did not strongly approve, but also made the emperor discourage. It seems that this Fu Qingyuan is also a rare talent!

"Your Majesty, the court should have the bearing of the court, don't they like to play with the rivers and lakes, we can also follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, he can have six doors in Da Chu, and we also have phantom guards in the Southern Tang Dynasty, isn't it, the emperor only needs to mobilize two second-grade masters to call the ministers, and the ministers have their own ways to catch turtles in an urn for him!"

Li Houzhen didn't have the slightest scruple in front of this Fu Qingyuan, and it seemed that he still trusted him very much, so he asked the mountain ghost to transfer two second-grade masters from the Phantom Guard for him to drive.

"It's natural that Mr. Fu wants two small second-grade products, but I'm wondering, why did this secret pavilion suddenly come to assassinate Mr. Fu? Could it be that some people in the court have already begun to doubt Mr. Fu's identity?"

Fu Qingyuan said categorically about this.

"This thing can only be done by the remnants of the four princes, back then my golden cicada shelling plan only left a handle in their hands, they can guess that I am still alive in the world is not difficult, but it doesn't matter, after this dark pavilion is stirred, not only will we not be passive but even let me completely live in the background, I can repeat the golden cicada's shelling plan, the price is just to die another fake!"

When Li Houzhen heard Fu Qingyuan say this, he actually stood up directly from his seat and bowed to Fu Qingyuan to the end.

"Mr. Dacai, he worked tirelessly for me back then, helping me ascend to the throne, and then it should have been the time to worship the king, but there are many parties in the court, and Mr. has to rely on self-defilement and fake death to get out, and then completely disregard the reputation of the official position, although it is far away from the rivers and lakes, but also for me to keep an eye on every move in the court and the world, if there is no Mr. to guide me, I am now afraid that I have become a dry grave!"

Fu Qingyuan stood in front of Li Houzhen and bowed to him in a dignified manner, and Li Houzhen did not call himself me at this time, but me!

"The emperor doesn't have to be like this, although the minister is full of poetry and books, he also believes in the art of ghosts and gods, especially proficient in Qimen gossip, the old minister is not the life of the king, he is destined to live in the dark for the rest of his life, and he can't even leave any trace in the history books, but it doesn't matter, the old minister will do his best to create a bright future for my Southern Tang Dynasty!"

Ignoring what Fu Qingyuan said, Li Houzhen bowed deeply again.

"In other days, if I can completely purge the opposition and the government, I will correct my husband's name and worship my husband as the emperor!"

Fu Qingyuan returned Li Houzhen as a courtier's gift.

"Thank Emperor Longen!"

......

The name of Kyoto in the Southern Tang Dynasty is Yanjing City, which is the name set by the founding emperor at the beginning of the founding of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Like Da Chu, this Yanjing City is also not closed at night, and there are not a few fireworks and willow alleys in the Goolan market. After this dynasty, isn't it a good time to drink and appreciate beauties!

But the Southern Tang Dynasty is not as good as the Great Chu, there is a Huimenglou specializing in the leather and meat business all over the country, but in this Southern Tang Dynasty capital, it is not inferior to those Red Mansion Chu Pavilions.

There is a place called Bliss in the world in Yanjing City, and the things that can be enjoyed in that place are not much better than the Huimeng Tower in the capital of Dachu.

Tonight, I don't know how much silver taels this earthly bliss has earned, anyway, the bustard's face has blossomed with joy, and people are still pouring into the restaurant.

There are seven floors of bliss on earth, and if you want to enter the lowest floor for consumption, you must have at least fifty taels of silver in your pocket, and if you want to think of the highest floor, then I'm sorry, the seventh floor only accepts officials above the second grade in Kyoto.

Although the conditions for entering the seventh floor were harsh, not to mention overcrowded in the past, there were several tables of guests, but today it was unusually quiet, and the entire seventh floor was empty.

"Prime Minister, according to the news from the Dark Pavilion, Fu Qingyuan, the prefect of Taiyuan Mansion, has been killed by them!"

Suddenly, there was a voice in the deepest box on the seventh floor, and although there was a voice, there was no light in the box, or only a lamp.

"Dead? How could he have died so easily?"

Two old faces were reflected under the dim oil lamp, one of them with humility, the other with a look of arrogance!

"Prime Minister, could it be that our guess is wrong, Fu Qingyuan is not the person he was back then!

The Prime Minister, who had a face in Chinese characters, raised his hand to stop the man from continuing.

"Impossible, my guess is absolutely not wrong, Fu Qingyuan must be Mr. Liantang back then. ”

The guy called the Prime Minister frowned and thought for a long time, but finally sighed slowly.

"Alas, I'm afraid that we have startled the snake this time, and not only did we not catch his tail, but let him hide deeper. ”

"Alas!"

Seeing the Prime Minister sigh, the other person also sighed, and then remembered something and was about to say it, but when he said it, he wanted to say something.

"Whatever the fart, let it go!"

Naturally, his small action did not escape the eyes of the Prime Minister, and although the lights were dim, the Prime Minister could still see his thoughts at a glance.

"Prime Minister, the court has been a little unstable recently, the four princes were exiled overseas and don't know their life and death, the big guys have their own careful thoughts, and their original firm confidence has also been shaken, we can still tell them that we are from the four princes' faction, and now we will definitely have no good fruit to eat in the past, but... But..."

At this point, the man sighed again before continuing.

"But now the emperor..."

"Hmm!"

was glared at by the prime minister, and the man raised his hand and gave himself a few slaps.

"The villain is wrong, the villain is wrong! It's Houzhen Xiao'er, and now that Xiao'er is constantly wooing our old ministers, saying that he is a son of heaven and a courtier, and he can not blame the past, as long as they do a good job in the future, he will not treat them badly, in recent days, there have been several ministers of the DPRK and China who have been tempted!"

The Prime Minister was not angry about this, and after listening quietly, he reached out and touched the man's head.

"Think carefully? Dong Biping, you said this to me on purpose! I see that you are also using your brains! How many of you can cut and dare to say these things in front of me!"

"The villain doesn't dare, the villain doesn't dare! The villain doesn't dare to forget for a moment who saved the life of the villain's family, and it is also the cultivation of the four princes and the prime minister that has led to my today, the villain does not dare to move such a mind even if he goes up the knife mountain and goes down to the sea of fire!"

The guy named Dong Biping was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kept kowtowing, and the prime minister just watched all this indifferently, and he didn't say anything to stop it until the ground was dripping with blood.

"Get up!"

He pretended to stretch out his hand to help Dong Biping up, and handed him a handkerchief for him to wipe the bloodstains, while the latter stood up with his hands in fear, took the handkerchief and wiped his forehead casually.

"Dong Biping, I know that you are listening to me so much now because your family is in my hands, to tell the truth, I am not afraid that you will hate me, because you will thank me one day, you can tell those unstable guys that the four princes are definitely not dead, and in the near future the four princes will return, at that time, all history will be rewritten, and you and I will leave traces that belong to us in history!"

The Prime Minister stretched out his finger and dipped his finger in the wine and wrote a few words on the table: Eternal and Wenzheng.

"Dong Biping, if those guys still can't stop their careful thoughts when they know that the fourth prince is not dead, you can pick one or two to come out and punish him for the nine clans, this can be regarded as killing chickens and monkeys, I have enough souls on my back over the years, and I don't care about carrying more on my back!"

Dong Biping was frightened by the prime minister's words and broke out in a cold sweat, saying that he was asking him to kill chickens and monkeys, but he himself was that monkey! His nine clans were all in the hands of the prime minister.

"Yes!"

Stretching out his sleeve robe to wipe the blood and sweat on his forehead, Dong Biping cautiously exited the room step by step, and in the room, the prime minister picked up the glass of wine that he had dipped in and drank it all.

"I want them all!"

......

"Mr. Fu, where should we go this time!"

Outside the Southern Tang Palace, the man holding the knife who had fought fiercely with the scholar's sword appeared by Fu Qingyuan's side out of nowhere.

"Of course I'm going back to Taiyuan Mansion, where else can I go?"

It seemed that he was accustomed to the sudden appearance or disappearance of the man, and Fu Qingyuan was not a little flustered.

"But now the prefect's mansion in Taiyuan Mansion is no longer safe for us, and that person's strength is indeed above mine, do you think we should consider going somewhere else?"

Although the middle-aged man was very anxious, Fu Qingyuan was not worried at all, and he answered the question that he asked.

"The fake son who died for me, has everything happened after his death?"

Fu Qingyuan could not take his words seriously, but the man holding the knife did not dare to ignore Fu Qingyuan.

"It has been dealt with, not only according to the specifications of the prefect's death, but also given a pension of 10,000 taels of silver, and his son will also be quietly arranged to enter the Academy of Chinese Studies!"

"That's good!"

Fu Qingyuan said

"But my lord, now is not the time to think about this, we can't go back! If the dark pavilion comes back then, I am not sure that I will protect my husband's safety!"

As soon as the middle-aged man was in a hurry, he jumped in front of Fu Qingyuan and blocked his way.

"The prefect of Taiyuan Mansion, 'Fu Qingyuan', is dead, why can't I go back?"

Then, Fu Qingyuan didn't forget to knock on his head.

"You elm pimple!"

With that, he walked past the man and walked towards him.

"By the way, release the news for me, just say that the prefect of Taiyuan Mansion is not actually dead, the one who died is a stand-in, see if I don't give them a real mess!"