I spent all my wealth and finally returned to Luoyang."

An Lushan became interested and asked: "How did you get demoted? Tell me quickly."

"It's because of the assassination case in Lishan..."

Da Xixun recounted his grievances with a bitter face. He lost a son because of that incident and was demoted. It was indeed very miserable. After hearing this, An Lushan blinked his eyes and asked:

"So, you were harmed by Xue Bai?"

"Exactly."

They had a good relationship with each other before. Because of this incident, An Lushan got closer to Da Xixun psychologically. He said with emotion: "Back then, Juro always praised your talents. I remember that you were the one doing a lot of official work at that time?"

"Jun Huifu, yes, it's a hard job to be a low-ranking official."

An Lushan laughed, pointed at the green official robe on Xi Xun, and asked, "Would you like to change this green robe into a purple robe?"

Da Xixun was so surprised that he quickly bowed down and thanked him.

The team entered Luoyang City. Although it had been looted by the rebels, the prosperity of the Eastern Capital was still staggering.

An Lushan's car drove through Nancheng, crossed the bridge directly, and headed towards Ziwei Palace.

Before making this decision, Zhang Tongru suggested that he go to Hanjiacang first, because the world's food was gathered in Hanjiacang. After Tian Chengsi captured Luoyang, he did not dare to touch Hanjiacang even if he sent troops to loot.

Instead, they sent heavy troops to guard them until An Lushan personally counted them.

Of course, this matter is not urgent. Now the rebels have many things to do, and they are not short of food for the time being, so they can take their time.

After walking for a while, the palace city was in sight.

"I haven't been to the Luoyang Palace yet, but I go there often to the Chang'an Palace." An Lushan looked far ahead with longing in his eyes, but his words were still a little rustic, "The Chang'an Palace is in the middle, how can the Luoyang Palace shrink?"

In the northwest corner?"

The rebel generals couldn't answer this question, so Da Xixun quickly said: "This Ziwei Palace was built by Yu Wenkai in the Sui Dynasty. Because the terrain of Luoyang is high in the west and low in the east, and the northwest corner is the highest point in the city, the palace city was chosen here.

, you can overlook Luoyang from a high-rise building."

"Hahaha, that's it."

An Lushan laughed and suddenly raised his fat body and wanted to sit up on the carriage.

He had been suffering from severe foot pain recently, and now he had even forgotten about the pain in his feet. His eyes were as wide as mung beans, and he was staring at Yingtianmen in front of him.

"Go in the middle."

The long-closed main gate of the palace was rarely opened for the first time. The royal road in the middle was wide and extraordinary. It was the road that only saints could walk. The courtiers could only walk on both sides, so they were naturally inferior to saints.

At this moment, An Lushan forgot his so-called "Qingjun side" name and made no secret of his ambition.

Although he often felt that he could not do it, and often gave up because of fear of the saint, but now all risks were gone, and his heart was full of greed for power and status.

In the past, people always called him a "bastard", which bothered him very much, so he would get angry when Ge Shuhan said, "It is unlucky for a fox to howl in a cave."

He clearly worked hard to become the governor of two towns and the king of Dongping County from a humble bastard. However, many people still looked down upon him and ridiculed him based on his life experience. He wanted to see who would be the emperor if he became the emperor.

Have such courage?

The carriage galloped through the royal road, but it was just like that. It could neither fly nor appreciate the exquisite stone carvings of Anlu Mountain on the ground.

But when he looked sideways, he saw that all the ministers were entering from the side doors on both sides honestly, and no one dared to violate the rules. Even people like Da Xixun, who had a higher official position than him, were respectful.

At this moment, he knew that he and they were divided into two kinds of people. The difference between the emperor and his ministers was as great as that between gods and humans.

Encountering Chibi ahead, Da Xixun called the palace servants to bring the imperial chariot over, and thoughtfully arranged for twice as many strong men.

These warriors were all eunuchs who had passed away. They were all tall and tall, twice as big as Li Zhuer. They were still panting from exhaustion while carrying An Lushan.

"What is that?!"

An Lushan finally raised his head and stared at the tall domed building in front of him, refusing to move his eyes away.

In fact, he saw it from a distance. At first he thought it was a pavilion on Mang Mountain, but when he saw it up close, he was immediately fascinated by its beauty and splendor.

"Go back to the king, that is the Mingtang."

Da Xixun carefully climbed up the steps next to him, walked towards Anlu Mountain, and continued to introduce him.

"In the spring of the third year of Chuigong, Empress Wu demolished the Qianyuan Hall and built the Mingtang Hall here. It took nearly two years to complete and was named the 'Wanxiang Palace'. It was later destroyed once due to arson by Xue Huaiyi and rebuilt the following year, named 'Tongtian Palace'.

Please see, Your Majesty, the Mingtang is two hundred and ninety-four feet high, and only one pillar is used..."

"A pillar with such a high top?!" An Lushan exclaimed.

"Exactly." Da Xixun stroked his long beard and sighed with emotion, and then said: "Your Majesty, can you see the fire beads on the top? It was originally a golden phoenix. The so-called 'iron phoenix enters the clouds, and the golden dragon hides in the mist', which means

Proclaimed emperor for Empress Wu, and now..."

"The fire beads are great!" An Lushan was very excited and wanted to say something, but he was not talented enough so he had to repeat: "The fire beads are great! It's fire and it's a pig."

Da Xixun has a lot to say about Mingtang. From the structural layout to the painted decoration, every detail has too much ingenuity.

An Lushan couldn't understand this, but he could intuitively feel its benefits and praised: "It's amazing! Emperor Zetian is more courageous than a saint!"

At this moment, he felt a sense of awe and yearning for Wu Zetian.

He stared at the majestic Luoyang Palace City, and an idea began to grow stronger and stronger in his heart.

Walking into the Mingtang, the interior is huge and open, with an imperial couch placed in the most eye-catching position.

An Lushan stared straight at it when he saw it, and asked the warriors to move him to the imperial couch without any hesitation. He found that it was completely enough to accommodate his fat body. It can be seen that the emperor's seat is the most suitable for him, and all other seats can be used.

No less.

In fact, he had been suffering from illness recently, and when he was forced to raise an army to rebel this time, he thought that since he was in pain, he might as well fight vigorously. Unexpectedly, it went so smoothly. If he could become emperor again, it would be more worthwhile.

So he twisted his buttocks and didn't intend to get up again.

Everyone understood An Lushan's intention to proclaim himself emperor, and they were all following him in rebellion, so of course they would not object. Many people wanted to persuade him to join, but they didn't know the timing, so they all looked at Zhang Tongru.

Zhang Tongru was thinking that Tian Chengsi was chasing Gao Xianzhi, and was worried that proclaiming himself emperor would delay the war. During his hesitation, Da Xixun spoke first.

"Today, the saint is fatuous, favoring treacherous and sycophants, imposing excessive taxes, and the people are in dire straits. The king has revitalized the brigade, punished crimes and punished people, and his merits have been outstanding in the world. I invite the prince of Dongping County to pay attention to Li Yuan and revive the law..."

In the palace, the people who encouraged An Lushan to rebel saw that Da Xixun, the prisoner, had taken the lead at the last moment. They suddenly felt dissatisfied, but they could not object at this time, so they had to persuade them to come in.

An Lushan, who used to be irritable in the past, rarely rubbed his hands in joy, but even he knew that persuading Jin could not be agreed to for the first time, so it was difficult to do so.

"Is anyone dissatisfied with my becoming emperor?"

Da Xixun said: "The king has just entered Luoyang, and I am afraid that people's hearts are not yet stable. Why don't I call on some elders and monks in Luoyang to listen to their voices? What does the king think?"

An Lushan laughed out loud at first, then suppressed his smile, imitating Li Longji, and said: "Yes."

The very next day, a group of senior monks were introduced into the palace by Da Xixun.

The leader was a Taoist priest with an outstanding temperament. He was extremely arrogant and did not show any courtesy when he saw An Lushan. He looked at An Lushan rather rudely with his red and phoenix eyes, but shook his head.

"Why is the Taoist shaking his head?"

"The Prince of Dongping County is ill and is not suitable to proclaim himself emperor for the time being."

An Lushan was dissatisfied and surprised. He tried a few words, but he didn't expect that the Taoist priest actually explained his illness clearly.

He was inevitably surprised and doubtful, and asked with some hope: "Does the Taoist priest have a forensic doctor for me?"

Having said that, if the Taoist priest really prescribed the medicine, he would not take it easily.

But I saw the Taoist priest take out a square scarf from his sleeve, took a look at it, and said, "I took it by mistake."

Then, without seeing how he moved, with a wave of his hand, the square scarf turned into a cloth bag, and everyone in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed.

"This is a Xingyang bag. The prince of Dongping County tied it under his crotch. He will know its effectiveness in two days."

"Can I give it a try on my behalf?" An Qingxu immediately stepped out.

The old Taoist nodded slightly, closed his eyes and didn't answer, which was considered as consent.

Da Xixun asked again: "What about the title?"

"Wait for the poor Taoist and count the hours." The old Taoist turned around, raised his head, and looked at Mingtang with squinted eyes.

Under the high bright hall, each of them looks so small...
Chapter completed!