Chang’an’s First Beauty

A piece of black fog appeared in front of Lu Yan...

Seventeen years in Yuanqing, fourteen in November.

At the dawn of the Buddha, the thick fog of the morning slowly drifted towards the surroundings, and the gray sky and the gray wall gradually merged into one.

The snowflakes drifted slowly, and the ground became frost.

In the past, the busy East and West markets have long lost their livelihood. Chang'an, which has been ravaged by disasters, has been riddled with Chang'an, which is sparsely populated.

The emperor asked for his way, and he completely decentralized after entering the view.

A plague, two months, the court changed blood completely,

Those old survivors who had survived by chance all learned to converge, and bowed their heads.In vain, they thought they were clever and sophisticated, and they were good at the world, but in the end they were persecuted by a harem woman.

If you want to face the holy, the only chance is when the nations come to the end of the year.

At least, Emperor Cheng Yuan was the emperor of Dajin.As the Son of Heaven, he had to personally meet and feast on the tribute's envoys and lords.

But they also knew in their hearts that even when they saw the emperor, they were unable to return to heaven.

The Jin Dynasty followed the tributary system of the past dynasties, and set up institutions dedicated to lending tribute envoys and lords-Hongyun Temple and Ritual Department.They are responsible for the reception, banquet, welcome, and commendation ceremony.

The personal safety of the envoy was still handed over to Jingzhao.

The list of tributary envoys was sent to Lu Yan in early November.

Lu Yan nodded and looked at the list, frowning, Yang Zong bowed to the side: "Master, the registration ceremony of Lord Rong'an County is tomorrow."

The lord of Rong'an County, the Queen's niece, Xu Yiqing.

Lu Yan leaned back, rubbed his index finger against his brow, and said in a deep voice: "What happened to Ge Tianshi, what happened?"

"The subordinates checked his way, and found that this person was unpredictable, and there was nothing wrong with it. I thought about it, I had some real skills. Only one thing, he was with Xuhou's side more than a year ago. Has a relationship with her inner servant."

A year ago, the Xu family's line was long enough.

Lu Yan knew that if Ge Yun had no real skills, Xu Hou would not reuse him, nor could he confuse the king of a country to this point. He tapped the table case with his index finger, "What about the plague in Luoyang?"

Yang Zong shook his fist and said: "Master really want to continue to investigate?"

"Say."

Yang Zong handed over a list and whispered: "Almost the same as the main material, the plague spread to Chang'an. It is indeed caused by humans and cannot be separated from the Sun family."

Lu Yan's mouth twitched with a smile, and it was inseparable from the Sun family. That was the intention of the Xu family.

"Who else sees this list?"

"There is only one of our secret piles, but others have already..." Yang Zong did not say the rest, and Lu Yan was also clear.

"Let's settle his family."

Lu Yan looked out the window.

I don't know when, Changan's day has become so distressed.

"Master, Princess Chang also asked me to bring you a sentence."

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and motioned to him.

"The Princess said, after all, you have set a wedding date with the Lord of Rong'an County. There are some things that you should pay attention to."

Lu Yan put the list of tributary envoys in his arms and said lightly: "I have a sense of justice."

The north wind is cold.

Lu Yan was dressed in black, and held a lamp, and walked in the snow.

He pushed open the door of Chengyuan and looked at the orange halo not far away, his heart inexplicable.

His marriage to Xu Qiniang is known to everyone in Beijing, and no one knows. Even he does not know how long he can hide her.

Shen Zhen saw him coming and took a step forward. She was very skillful in dressing him. Her nose has always been sensitive. She just approached him and knew he was drinking.

She walked silently to the side, poured a cup of warm water, and put it into Lu Yan's hand. "Sir, drink some water to save your stomach."

Lu Yan took a few sips, then put down the glass, looked at the white face in front of her, and couldn't help but bow her head and kiss her.

Seeing that he had that meaning, Shen Zhen hugged his waist and tilted his head to respond.

The candlelight was swaying, and the breathing became more rapid.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger.

When deep in love, he clasped her little hands and asked her to call her name, Jiaoyin shattered, and a sentence of ink, made the green muscles in his forehead burst, and the sound collapsed.

Breathing gradually, Lu Yan leaned diagonally against the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke her face, and slap her small face so that he didn't dare to use it.

It has been a year since she lived in Chengyuan.

The four seasons of rotation outside in spring, summer and autumn seem to have nothing to do with her.

"You live here, but you will feel boring?" Lu Yanti asked her to look down.

"Also." Shen Zhen looked up at him, "but I know that the lord is to protect me." She knew that as long as she went out, she couldn't protect herself.

Lu Yan hooked her lips and did not speak.

She is always so sensible.

At this moment, what he thought was very simple, as long as the sage regained his life, he would invite him to leave and take her out of Beijing early next year.

No matter Yangzhou or Suzhou.

His palm reached into the bedding, patted her leg, and whispered: "But it can still get up."

Shen Zhen's face was reddish, and she made an almost unheard sound.

"My head hurts. You can get the list from the case."

Shen Zhen put on a piece of clothes, held an oil lamp in his hand, and walked to the side of the case to see the list he said.

"Is this what adult said?"

Lu Yan nodded, "Open it and see, this is a list of envoys from various countries at the end of the year."

Shen Zhen opened it, reading from right to left.

Nine surnames of Zhaowu: Kang, An, Cao, Mi, Shi, He, Huoxun, Shi, and Wudi.

The spitting and spitting countries in the south of the Amu Darya, namely Panda and Fanyan.

To the east of Japan, Korea, Shilla, and Baekje.

The Nibro Kingdom in the west, the Qidan, Xi and Shiwei in the northeast.

Shatuo and Xueyantuo in the north...

Uighur!

Shen Zhen's eyes flashed, however, the second prince of Uighur did not come with his family.

Xu Yan, Shen Zhen lowered his eyes and whispered: "Thank you, sir."

Lu Yan squeezed her palm, "Knowing that you can't worry about Princess Yonghe, I will send someone back to Uighur to bring you some news back."

Shen Zhen looked at him.

Some flattery interlocked with his fingers.

A smile appeared on the man's face, and said bluntly: "The second prince of the Uighur treats Yonghe and the princess very well, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a solitary favorite. This time she did not bring her, presumably because of the Shen family."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhen realized.

Yes.

For Princess Yonghe’s marriage to Uighur and relatives for the friendship between the two countries, if she came back and found that the Shen family was destroyed, her father was in prison, and her brothers and sisters were missing, what a heartbreak...

Shen Zhen's eyes were reddish, and she took a deep breath, murmuring, "As long as the second sister's life is good, that's it."

Lu Yan raised her hand and rubbed her hair for comfort.

——

The year is approaching, and embassies from various countries have arrived in Beijing one after another. Emperor Cheng Yuan appeared in the end.

In the 17th year of Yuanqing, the disasters of the Jin Dynasty continued, but the number of people who came to the tribute was the largest term in history. I want to know that the purpose of many subsidiary countries is not single.

In order to preserve the face of the royal family, Hongyun Temple replaced the silver chopsticks used in the state banquet with golden chopsticks.

On New Year's Day, the countries meet at the Hanyuan Hall of Daming Palace.

Lu Yan, as the minister of the third grade of the DPRK and China, must be on the side of the accompanying emperor.

At the beginning of the banquet, people had not yet walked into the hall, and the sound of silk and bamboo filled the inner courtyard of the palace.

The majestic and majestic palace gate is like a nine-fold heavenly gate, and it opens in abundance. The envoys of various countries wear magnificent costumes and stand outside the hall holding a dazzling array of tributes.

The emperor Cheng Yuan sat beyond, and the whole person looked like a blight, but his eyes were particularly bright.

"Noisy people enter the palace!" Emperor Cheng Yuan said.

As soon as the voice fell, the envoys successively bowed down with the gift of the Central Plains, calling out "longevity without borders."

Afterwards, the parties presented gifts one by one. The lions, antelopes, amber fragrance, good horses, leopards, treasured jade, and Ji Chi bottles were handy for carrying, and those that were inconvenient were written on the gift list.

When all nations come to North Korea, respect him as the Son of God, who will not move in the face of such a scene?

Emperor Cheng Yuan moved, as did Prince.

The prince glanced at the throne in close proximity, and his scalp couldn't help but whip up.

What was once out of his reach is now within reach.

The lantern in the center of the temple is bright and bright as the day, beautiful and beautiful, and beautiful as the cloud.

The vocal music started, and sixty-six actors shuffled around the column, dancing halfway, and another orb chanted the congratulations and took turns.

Lu Yan was uneasy and whispered to Yang Zong: "Why is the face of the saint's guard so born?"

Yang Zongdao: "The saint's own guard stayed in Taoist temple to protect the dragon spirit."

Princess Jing'an continued: "After the state banquet, there will be a family banquet. If you want, put it at the family banquet."

"Son knows."

Princess Jing'an brought the cup to his mouth and whispered: "Before the envoys entered the palace, did everyone in Hongya Temple search them?"

Lu Yan shook his head, "It was said that it was searched, but the principal of Honghong Temple is Xu Kanglin."

Xu Kanglin, Xu Xiang's brother.

At this moment, Xu Hou said sideways: "Is it better to have Princess Chang's head illness? I have been sick for a few months, and this palace is very worried."

Emperor Cheng Yuan looked at his sister-in-law and squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, "Jing'an, I'm in view, the most... the most rest assured is you, if you are uncomfortable, just, Just tell me, I will find a doctor to treat you."

Princess Jing'an looked at her brother's words, and now she can't even talk, and her heart can't help but tremble faintly, "My old lady is sick, Your Majesty Lao and my mother bothered."

Emperor Cheng Yuan frowned and said in a dumb voice: "Old problems..."

The emperor Cheng Yuan's words hadn't been finished yet. The crisscross veil in the hall suddenly caught fire, followed by the wind, and the fire spread instantly...

Xu Hou exclaimed, holding her chest, "Still dumbfounded!"

Someone shouted, "The main hall has gone into the water! Get the water!"

"Then the sand again."

Emperor Cheng Yuan trembled slightly, and one of the sixty-six actors suddenly jumped to the table, using his arms as a bow, and took out a few short arrows from his chest.

He shot towards the direction of Emperor Cheng Yuan.

Xu Hou fell to the ground in shock, and Lu Yan pushed away Princess Chang, catching one quickly, and shouted, "Guard!"

But the human reaction is that there is no arrow.

Lu Yan was in front of Emperor Cheng Yuan.

Several arrows passed through his ears, several arrows pierced his chest...

A moment later, a stream of blood poured into the throat and became a hot sweet, his body gradually tilted, and there was a little more blood on the golden palace.

Princess Jing'an's pupils shrank, her chest seemed to have fallen stones, and when the tinnitus sounded, she screamed, "Feast!"

A night feast indulging in joy and joy suddenly jumped around like a ridiculous farce.

Before closing his eyes, Lu Yan glanced at the faintly carved carvings of Liangliang.

He gently tickled the corner of his lips.

For the people of Dajin.

The duty of the courtier.

For the rescue of driving.