Strange Events of the Tang Dynasty

A woman dressed as a Taoist nun walked out of the inner hall in lotus steps with a whisk in her hand.From a distance, it looks like a fairy.

Although he was wearing an extremely plain blue Taoist robe, this person had a fair face, full red lips, bright eyes and white teeth, and a pair of dimples appeared on both sides of his cheeks when he smiled lightly.If she hadn't become a monk, she might have fascinated countless princes and nobles.

Seeing Ling Changfeng's familiar appearance, he laughed and cursed: "Changfeng, this is my place of cultivation, can't you be quiet? And how many times have I told you to call me Daoist Qionghua?" ! Don’t call me sister anymore.”

Ling Changfeng hurried forward, nodded with a smile, and bowed his hands: "I would like to follow my sister's order!"

Seeing his unchanging appearance, the real Qionghua rolled his eyes angrily: "I wish you were as sensible as Miss Xiaolan one day. Come on, once you come back from Luoyang, run away." What am I doing with this Taoism?"

Without waiting for Ling Changfeng to reply, he took Xiaolan's hand and walked towards the inner hall: "Xiaolan, you have lost weight in the past six months! Changfeng must have kept you busy, hurry up and Sister, tell me if she bullied you! Oh, this kitten is so cute!"

The two young girls walked like this, chatting babblingly at the same time.

Poor Xiaoyu let the four green onion-like claws walk on her body. She originally wanted to ask Ling Changfeng behind for help, but when she looked back, she found that Ling Changfeng looked helpless and could only helplessly "meow meow" "sigh.

Ling Changfeng, who was following behind, looked at the two people talking and laughing in front of him, and then recalled the scene of several people frolicking in the palace back then, which instantly collapsed his masculine image of Hua in his heart.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he hurriedly followed.

The interior of the inner hall is extremely simple, with only a few futons, a few tables and chairs made of nanmu wood, and a pot of tea on the table.

There are no portraits of Sanqing and others hanging on the wall in the hall, but a big "Tao" character.There is an incense burner in front of the copybook, and a few sticks of incense are curling up at the moment.

The faint tea fragrance mixed with the smell of sandalwood makes people feel peaceful.

Several people entered the hall and sat down separately, Hua Yang ordered someone to pour a cup of clear tea for Ling Changfeng, and brought some plates of mung bean cakes and a pot of clear water to Xiaolan.Then he waved his hand and let several serving servants walk out of the inner hall.

Ling Changfeng picked up a cup of tea and took a sip slowly, then let out a soft breath: "Sister Huayang, I didn't expect to come back so early, I just took a case in Luoyang, and then I was recalled by the emperor." .”

Hua Yang nodded slightly, obviously he already knew about this matter.

"I came to look for my sister as soon as I came back this time. I mainly wanted to inquire about two things." Ling Changfeng slowly stated his purpose.

"Oh? What's the matter? Tell me about it. But let me remind you, since I've become a monk now, I naturally don't care about the court affairs."

"Well, of course I know this. Sister, I want to ask you, what is the reason why the emperor called me to Beijing in such a hurry? Logically speaking, the presiding officer of the Sitianjian case is Mencius Yan from Dali Temple. Just call him back."

This matter is indeed a matter of the court, but it involves the meaning of the emperor, but it can be regarded as a matter of the king's family.

"Hmph, good Changfeng. You dare to inquire about the Emperor's mind. The Sacred Heart is unpredictable." Hua Yang looked at Ling Changfeng jokingly while pretending to be embarrassed.

"Okay, okay. As usual, I owe you a rare edition of the Taoist classics." Ling Changfeng rolled his eyes, and silently calculated in his heart, and this time, how many rare classics did he owe.

Seeing that the two were bargaining, Xiaolan burst out laughing with a "puchi", and the mung bean cake spurted out of her mouth in an instant.

Hastily waved his sleeves, put away the debris flying around, and looked at Huayang: "Okay, sister, don't embarrass my young master. He still owes you three classics."

"Sister Xiaolan, it's lucky to have you to help me remember. Changfeng, you can remember clearly, and this time, there are only four books." Hua Yang looked at Ling Changfeng with a smile on his face.

The latter nodded helplessly, patted his chest and promised to pay back the debt when he returned.

"Father is going to summon you this time. I went to Daming Palace a few days ago and asked casually. Father said that you did not show anything in the file of the Sitianjian case. I called you back this time because I wanted to To understand the situation clearly with you, two, it is to run an errand."

"Errand? What is it?"

"I didn't ask about this in detail, it probably has something to do with the tribute ceremony that will be held soon."

After Ling Changfeng listened, he began to think carefully.Now that he has known about this matter, he will not let the emperor lead him by the nose.

"Changfeng, let me remind you again. This tribute is probably unusual."

"Oh? Sister Huayang, did you find something wrong?"

Hua Yang didn't answer right away, but frowned and thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "This time, the tribute ceremony will be held in the Yeming Pearl Tower. You know that my six senses are more sensitive, and I always feel that this time there will be danger."

Xiaolan put down the mung bean cake in her hand, and with her puffy cheeks, said vaguely: "Sister, could it be that someone wants to assassinate me? Young master, don't worry, I will be at your disposal when the time comes."

Thinking of the rare delicacies in the past tributes and the strange skills of foreign countries, Xiaolan immediately volunteered.

Hua Yang shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Oh! I can't tell. The emperor's family affairs are really worrying. Even though I have become a monk, I still have to face it. Changfeng, Xiaolan, you must not be careless. "

Seeing his appearance, I am afraid that the tribute ceremony this time will not be as simple as usual.

Ling Changfeng cupped his hands, quickly said yes, and then asked the second thing: "Sister Huayang, have you heard of Tianshan snow lotus?"

Hua Yang put down the white jade teacup in his hand, and looked at Ling Changfeng with a half-smile: "What? Are you planning on the Queen Mother, Zhu Xuelian? I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I haven't been to Xuanfu Palace for a long time since I became a monk. gone."

Xiaolan gently pulled Huayang's sleeve, with a pleading look on her face: "Sister, I'm telling you the truth. I was the one who was looking for this thing, because my master was seriously injured and needed it urgently."

Sighing slightly, Hua Yang patted Xiaolan's hand lightly: "Xiaolan, don't worry, I'll ask my aunt in a few days. Her words will work well with the Queen Mother."

Ling Changfeng knew that Huayang had done his best. Part of the reason why Huayang became a monk was that he was tired of the emperor's family affairs, and another big reason was because of the queen mother.

"Xiaolan thanked my sister first." Xiaolan hurriedly stood up and saluted Huayang.