Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"I suggested this so that the thousands of ministers and soldiers would not make mistakes on that day and present the most perfect state. You actually said this was nonsense?"

"What do the thousands of ministers and soldiers need to do on the day of the ceremony? Isn't it just standing there? Why waste time rehearsing?"

Song Zhen smiled, he turned around and said to the ministers behind him: "Did you hear that? The Minister of the Central Secretariat means that you are just mascots, used to support the ceremony."

Although the ministers were not willing to waste time on the rehearsal of the ceremony, they were even more unhappy with Xu Jingzong's words.

What mascot? How ugly!

Xu Jingzong's face changed: "I didn't say that."

"Isn't that what you mean? Do you think they are dispensable?"

"Song Zhen, don't slander me!"

Song Zhen took a step forward without any hesitation and scolded: "If there were any mistakes in the ceremony that day, can you, Xu Jingzong, take full responsibility?"

Xu Jingzong really wanted to spit out blood. They made a mistake, why did they blame me?

Li Zhi stopped the quarrel between the two and asked curiously, "Shouzheng, what is the purpose of your rehearsal?"

"Your Majesty, the order of the personnel entering the ceremony of the pilgrimage of all nations is that the officials of the 360 ​​states stand first, then the foreign envoys, and then the central ministers and generals present march in unison to demonstrate the power of our Tang Dynasty."

"If one person does not follow the set route, or the movements are not coordinated, and the team is scattered and chaotic, what do you think others will think?"

"For this ceremony, I have worked hard day and night, and I really don't want to make a mistake at the last minute."

Song Zhen's expression was very well done, which directly silenced all the civil and military officials.

Li Zhi was silent too. He saw how much Song Zhen worked hard during this period and how much blood and sweat he had put in for his "pilgrimage of all nations" ceremony.

In order to catch up with the progress, he did not go home and ate and lived in the hotel outside the palace.

He went to work on time at Mao in the morning and did not go back until Hai.

Li Zhi was used to seeing his ministers slacking off, and suddenly there was such a hard-working minister, which made him feel distressed.

Some time ago, he even shouted himself hoarse to teach 535 musicians to play music.

It turned out that he was such a perfect person.

Li Zhi was moved, so he looked around and said to the ministers below: "My ministers, after the morning court tomorrow, follow the arrangements of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Then, he glared at Xu Jingzong coldly: "As for you, Xu Zhongshu Ling, if you don't want to come, then don't come."

Xu Jingzong was shocked and regretted it in his heart. If he had known that Song Zhen was a plague god, he should not have taken the initiative to stick his head forward and be slapped in the face.

However, Song Zhen, this kid, is usually very cautious. Obviously, this time is a great opportunity to belittle him.

Never expected that His Majesty would actually support Song Zhen's work so much?

Song Zhen bowed his head and bowed, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. By the way, Xu Jingzong, you don't have to come. As the Minister of the Central Secretariat, you are busy with state affairs and are an important minister of the country. I dare not bother you."

Xu Jingzong showed a Sima expression, wanting to cry but without tears, he quickly bowed to Song Zhen.

"What are you talking about, Minister of the Ministry of Rites? It is a blessing for a minister to share the worries of Your Majesty. This trip, I will not only go, but also do better!" Xu Jingzong said this in a high-sounding manner, just for Li Zhi to hear.

Song Zhen laughed and said, "Really? Well, you, the Minister of the Central Secretariat, go first, lead us, and make the Tang Dynasty glorious."

Xu Jingzong cursed in his heart, you kid! Isn't this hurting me? Who doesn't know that walking in the front requires extremely high manners.

On second thought, as the Minister of the Central Secretariat, with an outstanding status, isn't it natural for him to be in the front row?

And doesn't this mean that he is the first person in the court?

Great!

Xu Jingzong was thinking about something, and Song Zhen saw the change in his expression.

He muttered to himself: "Oh, do you think those who are walking in the front are all leaders? No, no, no, there may be people holding signs."

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Song Zhen was busy with the "All Nations Come to Pay Homage" ceremony, and Cui Mengzhu was also a workaholic. She alone undertook 30% of the mural work in Longmen Grottoes.

After returning home, Cui Mengzhu was exhausted and rubbed her weak right hand.

Because the wall was not like white paper, she had to raise her hand high and stay focused at all times. Sometimes, she would raise it for two hours.

"Sister, you are back!" Cui Mengting waited for her sister to come home at the door as usual when her sister got off work.

"Nianqing." Cui Mengzhu smiled from the bottom of her heart and rubbed her sister's head.

"Did you study hard today?"

Cui Mengting nodded: "Yes, sister, I finished studying "Spring and Autumn Guliang Zhuan" today,Come on, praise me."

"Okay, okay, my sister is the best. "

Cui Mengzhu was an only child in her previous life, and her parents were not at home all day, so she could not experience what family affection was.

After coming to the Tang Dynasty, earth-shaking changes took place.

She not only had a lovely sister, but also eight sisters who often came to visit her.

The most important thing is that her parents are at home.

Although, this mother is only a nominal mother, not a biological mother.

She was born to a concubine, and her biological mother died during childbirth. Now this one should be the mistress, that is, Cui Qiuhua's legal wife.

Fortunately, this stepmother is still good to her.

If Song Zhen wanted to go back to the original era, then Cui Mengzhu didn't want to go back at all.

What's good about going back? She was born by her mother, but she didn't raise her. She was only able to see her once during the New Year and other festivals throughout the year. She was really fed up.

After entering the door, Cui Mengzhu found that her parents were standing in the yard, with kind love in their eyes.

She rushed over, hugged her stepmother Lu Zhiyi a little, and called sweetly: "Mother. "

Turning to Cui Qiuhua, she smiled and said, "Good evening, Aye."

Lu Zhiyi touched her daughter's hair lovingly, "Okay, okay, you've worked hard all day, go wash up, the hot water is ready."

When Cui Mengzhu left, the corners of her mouth raised inadvertently. This was the life she had always dreamed of.

At the dinner table, her sister Cui Mengting accidentally revealed, "Brother-in-law is back today."

"Huh?" Cui Mengzhu couldn't help but frowned.

This stinky man, who is away from home all day, doesn't take me to play with him when he has something good? He eats alone secretly, right?

Cui Qiuhua thought her daughter was sad, and hurriedly comforted her, "Nianzhen, Shouzheng's work in the palace is very hard, you understand."

"I know. "Cui Mengzhu muttered inwardly, I don't have a problem with him not going home.

Thinking about the previous life, although the two lived together, because she worked in a big company, she often drove home at 11 o'clock every night when she was busy.

When she came back, Song Zhen was already asleep.

She had eaten at the company, washed up casually, and then went to bed, took his hand, put it under her head, and fell asleep in his arms.

The next day, Song Zhen got up at five o'clock again and drove to the studio in the second ring road for class.

The two people communicated almost only through chat software and phone calls in a day, and they didn't even have a chance to say a few words when they met. This is the normal life.

She has long been accustomed to it.

Cui Mengzhu thought about it, and she decided to visit him in Ziwei City tomorrow.

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