At night, it should be to enjoy life, hide in the harem, and do some embarrassing things with the concubines of the three palaces and six courts, but at this moment you have to work overtime, which is undoubtedly a very unpleasant thing.

But if you work overtime and have benefits, it's completely different.

Li Yan carefully looked at the jade carving beauty given by Li Deyu, although he was still listening to Li Deyu, he didn't know where he had flown to early.

Fortunately, Li Yan is not really faint, and he can still distinguish the priorities, although the anti-aircraft gun has been ignited, but he still has to sit down and talk to Li Deyu quietly first.

After Li Deyu comprehensively recounted the previous conversation with Chu He, Li Yan completely calmed down, and stood aside like a real person, a jade carving beauty with a cold temperament, and he could no longer take away the slightest of his mind.

The difference between a talented monarch and a deaf monarch is probably that.

A talented monarch, despite his greed for money and lust, knows that the foundation of his ability to have all this is to stabilize his supreme power. And the dumb monarch is only greedy for money and lustful, thinking that the supreme right is really innate, from beginning to end, without any effort and effort.

"If it is really as Li Gong said, this immortal half-mortal Taoist master really has some means. In that case, then ask Gong Li to introduce it on your behalf!" Li Yan said without any arrogance.

As a hardcore supporter of Taoism, Li Yan is still very friendly and tolerant of Taoist priests.

Especially the talented Taoist priests, he didn't mind even more and took a little time to meet each other.

Li Yan's easy and decisive decision made Li Deyu a little embarrassed.

From the bottom of his heart, he is afraid of the Chu River, which cannot see the depth.

I want to take advantage of it, but I don't want the other party to interfere too deeply in the court.

In the final analysis, Li Deyu is not a saint either.

He wants to reproduce the Tang Dynasty, which is just his personal lifelong ambition, and it is also the life goal he has set for himself. It must be him, not someone else, who has done all this.

Only the name and the instrument, not the dummy.

That's it.

But Jun didn't joke, since Li Yan spoke, then Li Deyu could only agree to help introduce.

Chu He was just in Chang'an City, and after three days of wandering, he completely felt the luxury of this empire and the downfall of the other.

One hundred and ten squares of Chang'an, close to the palace city, the area is prosperous, extravagant, the princes and nobles seek joy every day, drunk and dreaming of death, every late at night is still brightly lit, in the warm pavilion of the spring palace, there are more flowers that are always undefeated. And a little farther out, in those corners, deep in the dark and abandoned courtyards and alleys, there are many lonely old people, orphans who have lost their relatives, ruffians and bullies, who are here to be powerful and prosperous, and to be the king of heaven.

It is normal for a city to have light and darkness.

But as the imperial capital, Chang'an hides more darkness and depression than two-thirds of the entire city, which is too much.

Knowing the subtleties and expanding them, you can imagine how much the Tang Dynasty has eroded.

Three days later, Chu He was dressed in a slightly whitish Taoist robe washed in blue, and went to see Li Yan so simply.

The place of meeting is not the deep palace compound, but the right teaching workshop located in the light house.

Unlike the prostitutes who faced the general public, the Right Church belonged to the bureaucracy.

Usually the prostitutes and dancers in it are the former noble women, and after the family suffers, they are all filled into the workshop.

They not only have better appearances, excellent talents, and elegant temperaments, but also have a kind of noble girl who has fallen into the dust.

Many bureaucrats who are a little older and not so interested in novelty and excitement will often gather here in groups of three or five to watch the wives and daughters of former political enemies and even friends rejoice under themselves, which can not only obtain a different kind of satisfaction, but also constantly remind themselves that they must be cautious and careful at all times.

lest one day, his wife and daughter will also be reduced to this.

The fierce struggle between Niu and Li, coupled with the persecution of eunuchs, has led to the fact that in recent years, there have been many unlucky officials and big families.

Therefore, the department is also overcrowded, and those in charge of the department also secretly sell the women in the department to Pingkang Fang to serve as prostitutes for personal gain.

Of course, the best thing is to stay.

After all, the current emperor is a merry emperor, and the house flowers raised in the palace are not enough for him to enjoy, and he likes to go out to hunt wild food from time to time.

Those women who have lost everything and want to regain everything even more, in order to achieve their goals, they will do anything, compared to those concubines in the palace who hold their own identities, they obviously serve Li Yan more comfortably.

Pushing open the curtain, the extravagance and messiness that you see are something that Chu He has never seen in modern times.

The beauties whose appearance, temperament, figure, and talent are impeccable are all in groups in humiliating and revealing postures, performing performances that make the viewer feel ashamed and embarrassed.

The king Li Yan and his favored courtiers sitting in the center were accustomed to sitting in the arms of bright girls, chatting and laughing with each other, and they had no interest in taking a second look.

Chu He walked past those poor women without squinting and came to Li Yan's face.

Li Yan in front of him seemed defenseless.

But Chu He knew that just behind him, the woman with condensed skin, a round figure, a sweet smile on her face, and always surrounded Li Yan with her jade arms should actually be a master of the Miaoxiang Sect, with a cultivation of the Yuan Shen Five Heavens or above.

According to the righteous people, the Miaoxiangmen is full of cults and demon girls.

But in fact, the rules and style of this vein cannot be called evil, it's just that most of the disciples are born in the dust, so that the reputation is not good.

The famous heroine of the late Sui and early Tang dynasties, the red-whisked woman Zhang Chuchen, is said to have come from this door.

Not only this woman, but also in the open and in the dark, there are also several strong and weak breaths, which lock Chu He one after another and strictly guard him.

It seems that this Li Yan is not as unreservedly trusting the Daomen as he appears on the surface. Otherwise, the guards around him at the moment should be more people from the Dao Sect, rather than these monks from the three sects and nine streams. Chu He's eyes flashed, and the original plan changed slightly.

"The Taoist chief is here!Sit!Sit!," Li Yan greeted lazily, looking like he had just inhaled five, stone, and scatter, and the whole person didn't look energetic.

Having said that, although the hall is large, there is no place for the Chu River.

A few years old and over thirty, but the charm still exists, there is still a noble spirit between the eyebrows, and there is only a charming woman left on her face, waving to Chu He with an open mind.

"Come and sit down!"

Chu He ignored it, but smiled lightly, the laughter was like green smoke without a trace, but it suppressed the sound of silk and bamboo, and dispersed most of the glamour qi.

"Your Majesty has seven Chinese New Year's Eve today, and his life is rare for seventy years, and his Majesty has eighty years of life. Such a beautiful flower, such a delicious wine and food, I don't know how long you can enjoy it?" After Chu He chuckled, he asked as if he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and poked at the emperor's sore spot.

Since the first queen, the emperor has no longevity.

The illusory feeling in Li Yan's eyes dissipated in an instant, and people are only most afraid of death when they live the fastest.

Before the scolding of the surrounding ministers arrived, Chu He immediately said, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the elixir of immortality?"