Xiguo, Caojie Mansion.

"Young Master, please sit down." Cao Jie signaled.

"Thank you, sir." Song Qi thanked him.

Cao Jie said first: "Where is the mountain of gold?"

"Hidden in Tuyuan." Song Qi felt depressed and his expression was calm. Cao Jie first asked Liangji Jinshan, which seemed to be in business. He asked Song Qi for helplessly.

"Empress Song, you are safe." Cao Jie said to comfort him.

"I just want to climb to the toad palace and win the osmanthus. I don't know, is it okay?" Song Qi settled in the second place.

"What's wrong?" Cao Jie was cunning and smiled deeply. All the visitors were guests.

"Mr. Xie has a favor." Song Qi took the gift bag and gave it to him.

The gift bag was heavy, and Cao Jie was shocked. Welcoming and sending each one with weight. Cao Jie knew that the bag was full of gold powder.

Cao Jiaguang was deep and meticulous. He was ten miles away and nine sakas, and the Jinshan Mountain in Tuyuan. Although Song Qi was not yet in the forefront, he was afraid that he would not be far away.

Finally, there is a bustling craze, profits come and go; people die for money, birds die for food.

"Hou Yin", Cao Jie has already discovered the truth and reality of the person and the matter. Taiping Dao in the capital is growing and prosperous. They all rely on his gifts. The dragon saw the great wise and good teachers who were not at the head and the tail, and also regarded them as the left and right arm. What Taiping Dao seeks is definitely not ascending to the immortals. What other people are even more, Your Majesty also ordered the attendant to secretly live with the great wise and good teachers. What the emperor wants is. Cao Jie did not dare to guess himself.

However, a drastic change may be inevitable.

It was night, the north valley gate of the city.

Song Qi arrived as scheduled. As expected, he saw several riders and raised fire to greet him.

"But, Mr. Fufeng Hou is driving." Someone asked loudly.

"That's right." The boy in the car asked loudly: "Who is under your feet?"

"Cao Chong, the captain of Yueqi, was ordered by his brother and waited for the prince for a long time."

When the car approached, Hou Yin lifted the curtain and peeked. It was Cao Jie, the younger brother of Dachang Qiu, and the Yueqi Captain Cao Poshi.

He raised the fire to shine on the window and found out that his body was right. Cao Chong, the captain of the Yue cavalry, then led his personal guards and spread the horses to the left and right. He served as a grain transport team, and went down to the long street and entered the Taicang courtyard.

The granaries are towering like towering trees. The carriages pass through them, but they can no longer tell the world. After a while, they stop. The Yueqi Captain blew the "snakes" and then heard the sound of the machine spring above his head. A wooden ladder fell from the top of the building.

"Please, please." Cao Chong invited him.

He watched Hou Yin get off the car and take the stairs to go straight up. Cao Chong then led the car into the other courtyard.

The wooden ladder Xu Sheng stopped in the warehouse building.

The ladder connects the corridor.

The corridor is immediately adjacent to the overturned road. On the opposite side of the overturned road, there is a heavy building, like a mirage, floating in the clouds. The lights are hanging high, like a dream. When building a building on a warehouse, it is called a warehouse building. However, looking at this beautiful building is far from comparable to the warehouse building. Hou Yin's heart moved, this must be the Zhegui Pavilion.

Before we could go out of the corridor, there was a blind yellow gate. We walked closer and put a black gauze burqa and a gilded face to cover it. We were worthy of the officials in the yellow gate, and we worked hard to manage it. We were linked together and prepared for any trouble.

After passing the overhaul, I finally entered the Zhegui Pavilion.

In the museum, there are lights like day, and it is magnificent. The actors on the stage sing and dance, and the guests below the stage sit down. Hou Yin enters and leaves the palace and sees a lot of knowledge. The slim and rippling wind must leave the Han Palace, and the Huangmen drums the office.

It was well known at that time that there were four ranks of Han music. Taiyu music, Yasong music, Huangmen drums, and short flute songs. The first and second ranks were Yashui dances, which were under the control of Taiyu music and dances, and the third and fourth ranks were vulgar music and dances, which were under the control of Chenghua. The Six Dictations of Tang Dynasty recorded: "The officials under the Shaofu of the Later Han Dynasty had Chenghua, and the Dianhuangmen drummed 135 people and 27 100 opera masters."

The Huangmen Gong is mostly used to feast and play the ministers of the emperor. He plays songs of harmony and dance.

At this time, the dance on the stage was the "Luco Tree in Front of the Palace" of the five songs "Dance of the Dance".

The turtle dance is also used as the "pier dance". It is named after the dancer holding the turtle drum. "pier is riding the drum". The sizes are different, and the larger ones are the same as the turtle drum; the smaller ones are shaped like the round fan and have a handle. Later, they are commonly known as "rattle drum".

The dancer on the stage is fat and thin, delicate and transparent, with a sleek sleeve and a waist, and is charming and colorful. How can ordinary people be seen?

The guests in the museum were all fascinated by singing and dancing. Hou Yin sat alone in the side table and watched coldly.

After a while, a waiter brought his paintings to the museum. The guests read the order and ordered the beauties on the roll. Later, they left the seat and went to the other hall to meet the beauties.

When the guests in the hall were gone, there was a waiter who brought the painting to Hou Yin's side seat.

"Young Master, do you want to win the osmanthus?" Hou Yin moved when he heard the sound. The waiter's black clothes and gold faces were not distinguished. Although he could not tell the appearance, his voice could not be fake.

It was just like a false case, and the Yeting Order Bi Lan.

Luoyang, Shanglinyuan.

Hearing that the order of the Yeting Order Bi Lan, the carriage drove into the garden, and the order of the hook and shield Song Dian, he hurried to meet him.

Before the last emperor died, he ordered the Gudun to command Song Dian to repair the Nangong. He also ordered Bi Lan to cast four bronze men in Canglong and Xuanwu Palace. He also cast four bells, all of which received two thousand hu and hung them in front of Yutang and Yuntai Hall.

The last three emperors changed, and the two palaces were in shock. The palaces in Luoyang were mostly damaged. King Ji ordered Hanling to Lu Su to repair them on his behalf. The two were also mostly laborious. At the beginning of the year, King Ji passed the imperial decree and transformed the Ligong Garden and became the bedrooms of the lords of the northern Indian countries. The two were also ordered by themselves, working diligently and never neglected.

"My life is over." When the two met, Bi Lan, the commander of the Yeting Court, felt sad and burst into tears.

"Why did it come to this?" The hook and shield made Song Dian shocked.

Song Dian and Bi Lan, only the only fruits of the ten regular servants. Luoyang caused many wars, but the three regular servants were completely destroyed. The ten thousand yellow gates had only the fruits of the ten thousand. Two of them could survive in troubled times. It was really rare.

Bi Lan, the commander of the Yeting Court, burst into tears and told him: "How can the Queen Mother summon him to summon him?"

"Can it be that Queen Mother Ji?" Song Dian asked again.

"That's right." Bi Lan burst into tears, frightened inexplicably.

"The Queen Mother, I have never been to Luo, nor do I know us. Why do I harm you?" Song Dian said, every sentence is true.

"It must be the matter of the Emperor." Bi Lan blurted out and woke up again. He did not dare to explain in detail.

Song Dian's heart moved: "Could it be that the god of the last emperor responded?"

Although Bi Lan kept silent, her eyes said everything.

"Mr. Dong, is it really the Emperor?" Song Dian also had a great mission.

"I really don't know." Bi Lan was panicked and shook her head.

"Broken osmanthus in the toad palace?" Song Dian asked secretly.

"Hiss--" Bi Lan's eyes widened and she fainted from convulsions and was left with a room for despair.

Song Dian urgently ordered the small and medium-sized Huangmen in the Garden to find a good doctor to treat it. He also sent a letter to Hebei on his behalf. He said that Bi Lan, the commander of the Yeting Court, suddenly had a serious illness and could not get up. He begged the Queen Mother, and he was graceful for the time.

The capital of Lu, the prime minister's residence.

The sun is sunset in the west, and the incense burner is ashes.

Lu Prime Minister Song Qi returns to his soul slowly.

The past is vivid in my mind. The Queen Mother summoned her and dared not to go.

After all, her sister, Empress Song, is now the Concubine Song. She gave birth to Lin's son for King Ji, and she is pregnant. If she disobeys the order, she may cause trouble to the Concubine Song and his son. It happened that the Zhendu Rebellion, and the former emperor, the gods and the two Marquis Shi Dong, had a confusing life experience and had their own doubts.

This time, the Queen Mother of Ji was summoned, and there must be some advice.

I am afraid that my actions in the past will be revealed to the world.
Chapter completed!