Time flies, youth is no longer there. For those who were once glorious at the beginning of Kaiyuan, it has become a habit to lament the hair of hair in the bronze mirror. However, Princess Gu'an has no time to feel sad about spring and autumn. Times have changed, and Princess Qianhefan, who invited herself back to Beijing because of her glorious scenery in Yunzhou, has long been paid attention to. The mansion given by the emperor is only routinely repaired every year. She lived in only a handful of days and spent most of her time in Yuzhen Temple.

Princess Yuzhen was hit by a series of blows and had previously written a letter to return the princess's mansion, princess's county and princess title, and devoted himself to practicing Taoism. Li Longji had no choice but to make it clear. Even so, Princess Yuzhen was still given a lot of land and money during the reign of Ruizong and Li Longji, but these were still left behind. Others still respectfully called the eldest princess. Although Princess Gu'an was two generations shorter than her, she usually got along like a sister, and even went to the Yuhuaguan Villa in Zhongnan Mountain from time to time to live together. This time, when the two returned to Yuzhen Temple in Fuxingfang, the governors of the town had all arrived in the capital, and the rumors also reached their ears.

No one knows the nature of the emperor Li Longji, who is the legitimate sister of Princess Yuzhen, who is the mother-in-law. The sorrow is greater than the death of her heart. She has already seen it openly. Princess Gu'an was not angry, and comforted Princess Yuzhen for a while. When the outside was informed, Du Xianhui brought Cui Peng and her daughter to visit her master, but she saw Zhang Yao winking at her and immediately laughed and said that she would leave a place to enjoy the joy of family for Princess Yuzhen, so she avoided it. When she got outside, she learned the message from Zhang Yao. She pondered slightly and finally laughed.

"Okay, just follow him."

Although Yuzhen Temple in Fuxingfang is no longer one of the popular places in Chang'an City, some people always stare at it. So, when Du Xianhui took her husband and daughter to visit Princess Yuzhen, a simple mule cart came out in a moment, and walked out along the Cross Street. In the dark alleys and corners, someone quickly followed. The mule cart left the gate, followed Jingyao Street to Jinguang Street, drove up Zhuque Street, and finally turned into Anrenfang and stopped in front of Jianfu Temple.

Compared with the Yan Pagoda, the Jianfu Temple Pagoda is the reputation of the little Yan Pagoda in later generations. It is also not small in Chang'an now, but now it is in the middle of the tower in winter, and the wind is cold and cold under the tower. In addition, it is not as popular as the Yan Pagoda title, so the incense in front of the Yan Fu Temple Pagoda is very popular. There are few pilgrims in front of the Jianfu Temple Pagoda. The few people who got off the mule cart were obviously women. When the first one was wearing a head that was almost as close to his feet, he couldn't even see his figure clearly. After the maid next to her talked with the Zhike Monk in front of the tower, the Zhike Monk immediately clasped his hands together and made way.

Not long after they climbed the Jianfu Temple Pagoda, there were a few more people in front of the pagoda, but they did not climb the pagoda, but stayed at their heads. After another quarter of an hour, a middle-aged man in casual clothes arrived here alone. He looked up at the pagoda that was as high as fifteen floors, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his lips. When he whispered that Du Shiyi had arrived before the woman came, there was no one around him, and what to do next, he waved his hand and said without hesitation: "I've come here, of course I'm going to climb the tower to find out."

However, it takes extraordinary physical strength to climb the fifteenth floor tower. At least the middle-aged man who was chasing behind the mule cart is getting fatter now, and after only four floors, he can't stand it. The wooden staircase in the tower is relatively narrow, and it is quite steep at one level. It doesn't matter that monks are used to walking. He has been so generous for several years, so how can he withstand such torture? He barely climbed two more floors. He only felt his knees were weak, his back was completely wet, and there was no strength to continue walking up. He even felt a little regretful. Instead of climbing the tower to catch the other party, it would be better to wait for the rabbit.

As a follower, of course, he could understand the master's lack of ability. An instant person said carefully: "Zhongcheng, why don't we just wait here?"

Yang Zhao glared at the other party in anger, waiting on the sixth floor of this half-drawn tower, and without any reason to stay, wouldn't he be a joke? He glanced at these carefully selected strong followers, and he was about to speak, when one of them had a shady back and a bear-waisted smiled and suggested in a low voice: "Zhongcheng, this staircase is steep, should I carry you up?"

This undoubtedly hit Yang Zhao's thoughts. However, when he lay on the other party's back and continued to climb up, he felt a sense of panic that he had no way to climb the stairs. The stairs were too steep and he was in a high position. When he looked down, he often felt frightened, and even secretly feared what if the person under him staggered and threw him down? Because of this, his sweat was not only gone, but also gradually wet two layers of clothes, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Seeing the fourteenth floor, the voice of talking came faintly from his head. He breathed a sigh of relief and told his followers to put him down carefully.

Just now, although he was worried, he didn't use any strength. His legs, which were already trembling, had almost recovered. He tiptoed to the last few steps, and he heard Du Shiyi's voice: "If you stay in Chang'an, remember to be careful and be sure to bring enough people when entering and leaving...

Hearing this, he no longer doubted that he had tried so much to catch the two people in action. He was no longer afraid of footsteps alarming each other. He rushed to the top of the tower in three steps and swept away the man and woman who turned around in shock, and then laughed and said, "In the cold weather, Marshal Du is really interested in talking to this tower of Jianfu Temple."

When he was in Chengdu, Du Shiyi and Yang Zhao had more than once or twice. At that time, he felt that the other party could be smart, so he instructed Yang Xuanyan to appoint this person. But now Yang Xuanyan has been dead for many years, and the Jade Slave is far away from the frontier, but the Yang family has become successful because of Yang Yuyao's beauty plan. Yang Zhao, who was a little simple in the past, had already disappeared. When he met the last time, he had already noticed the other party's ambition. At this moment, when he saw someone suddenly appear in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What, Yang Zhongcheng must take care of my family's travel to the Jianfu Temple Tower?"

"If it's really a family member, it's naturally not my turn to take care of him. And if Marshal Du enters the house to visit anyone, it's not my turn to take care of him. But if you choose a place like Jianfu Temple Pagoda, I have to take care of him. Isn't it a ill-intentioned plan for the second town to meet his relatives?" Yang Zhao knew very well how jealous Du Shiyi's current status was, and even the emperor showed that he naturally had nothing to panic. He took a step forward and stared at the woman Mili, who seemed to be a little panicked. He had already recognized that Zhang Yao, the confidant maid who often followed Princess Gu'an.

"This lady, the daughter of Chang'an lady, now she doesn't have the hobby of wearing a hat, Mili, who has been so charming in the market. Why don't you take off Mili, and show her true face openly.

Du Shiyi's eyes were cold and shouted sternly: "Yang Zhongcheng, don't bully people too much."

"If you don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, what are you afraid of?" Yang Zhao became more and more unreasonable, and even took another step forward without hesitation. "Even if Marshal Du can block my mouth, can he still defend everyone's mouth?"

Seeing that the other party was pressing step by step, even with a stern voice, Du Shiyi suddenly smiled. He turned his head and looked at the woman next to him, and said warmly: "Hui Niang, take off your Mi Li to Yang Zhongcheng to see so that he could not think that our father and daughter are in something shameful."

"It's really annoying. If it weren't for the bad temper of the air, who would have brought this erotic thing?"

The woman Mili suddenly grabbed Mili on her head, revealing her young and beautiful face. However, the only drawback was that a few bright red bumps appeared on her forehead, destroying the brightness of youth. However, just this was enough to make Yang Zhao stunned. He stared at Du Xianhui, who revealed his true face incredible, and suddenly realized that today was a fool.

Du Shiyi did it on purpose. He was using himself as bait and wanted to catch someone. He even foolishly crashed into the net.

"The little girl has eaten more foods that have become angry these days, and her face is hot and poisonous. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhongcheng was thinking about it." Du Shiyi raised her eyebrows slightly and then said to the side, "Jiang Si, I took my daughter to ask you to climb the tower and look into the distance. I want to have a good time, but I actually encountered someone to disrupt the situation. What do you think you should do?"

What, there are people upstairs? And it's Jiang Du

Yang Zhao had already thought about it. Today, the only ones who are really important on the tower are him and Du Shiyi and his daughter. Even if Du Shiyi went to the imperial court to fight, he would not be afraid. If other important officials of the court were present, he could immediately put on his hat. But he never expected that someone would appear on the tower of Jianfu Temple earlier, and Du Shiyi's in-law Jiang Du, the heir of Chu, had already been out of date, but the problem was that Jiang Duke Li Linfu's cousin

Jiang Du showed up calmly, glanced at Yang Zhao with contempt, and then said lazily: "I made an appointment with Du Shijiu to climb the tower to reminisce about the past, and by the way, I recommend a good doctor to treat heat and poison to Hui Niang, who has not dared to go out for several days, so that she would not dare to go out with such a few red bumps. Why is it that something is hindering Yang Zhongcheng? The matter that is so big that the palm-slap is actually like this. Is the Censorate idle and has nothing to do?"

"you……"

"Yang Zhao, don't think that if someone in the palace can cover the sky with one hand, I will go to Xingqing Palace to meet him. I took my daughter to meet with my in-laws and relax, but I didn't expect that I was chased to the Jianfu Temple Tower. I want to find out that although the Censorate is powerful, is there any responsibility to follow my Zhenjieshang here? Jiang Si, Hui Niang, let's go."

Seeing Du Shiyi screaming, Du Xianhui glared at him fiercely, while Jiang Du smiled. The three of them stepped down from the Jianfu Temple Tower so quickly. Yang Zhao couldn't help but get angry and his face turned blue.
Chapter completed!