I, the strongest Great Wall Guard!

Night.

The moon is empty.

A round of jade disks reflected the cold and solemn Ziwei Palace.

The evening breeze blows the shadows of the bamboo.

Painted in a carved beam, but in a deserted palace.

“Your Majesty, he has already entered Chang’an, had contact with Li Yuanfang, the secret agent, and is now taken away by the dancer of Changle Fang.”

Behind the vermilion column, a silhouette pavilion stands jade, white embroidery dancing softly in the wind, graceful posture but cold face.

Wu Zetian, who was dressed in a golden imperial robe, looked at the copper mirror faintly, her gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, deep and arrogant.

“Changlefang Maihime?”

“Yes, Your Majesty, the widow of the Gongsun family, grew up in the Lefang Division and is now the signature dancer of Changlefang.”

Qianying behind the column said softly, her voice was very good, like a bamboo repair cold wind, quiet and beautiful.

“Let her go, people from the Gongsun family…”

Female Emperor Wu Zetian sighed.

The once glorious family, but now has withered only a piece of tiles and pillars, which makes people feel that people are like clouds of smoke.

“Then Wan’er should…”

Qianying asked softly.

“Wan’er, I ask you, have you ever hated Xuan?”

Suddenly, an inexplicable word came from the back of the lonely and cold imperial robe, which made the figure behind the column tremble slightly.

Twenty-five years ago.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian rebelled against the monarch and seized the throne, Emperor Taizong Long Yan was angry and sent him to death row, and the male Ding of the prince’s mansion was sent to serve in the army, or exiled 3,000 miles away, and the woman was reduced to official slaves.

Including Shangguan Yi, who was the crown prince at that time, he was also implicated, and the Shangguan family was directly knocked to the bottom from a famous family in the Great Tang Dynasty.

The crown prince Fu Shangguanyi committed suicide in prison, and more than 400 people in the palace were also linked.

Her granddaughter Shangguan Wan’er was therefore assigned to the Yeting Palace, starting as a Huan Wash palace maid, until Wu Daozi, the first painter of the palace, interceded for her three years ago, and Shangguan Wan’er sent a love letter to the table, and the female emperor Wu Zetian eliminated her slavery and regained her freedom.

According to the words of Wu Daozi, the first painter of the court, ‘there is a painting but no ink, like a mountain without flowing water, it is a pity’.

Wu Daozi’s character landscape paintings and Shangguanyi’s self-created Shangguan body brush and ink are the Tang Dynasty, but it is a pity that after Shangguanyi’s death, the world only knows the painting of Saint Wu Daozi, and does not know the book Saint Shangguanyi.

After seeing Shangguan Wan’er stripped of her slavery, Wu Daozi also returned to his hometown, traveled around the world, and indulged in the mountains and rivers.

However, his skills allowed Shangguan Wan’er, who had studied ink for several years, to learn a seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, and it could be regarded as not breaking the inheritance of painting saints.

But Shangguan Wan’er did not mean to show her face, but this talented girl chose to become Wu Zetian’s ear and ear confidant walking inside and outside Chang’an, listening to all confidential movements for her.

Hate?

Shangguan Wan’er asked herself, her grandfather was implicated in the case of the deposed prince, and if she really wanted to hate, she could only hate Emperor Taizong, but Wu Daozi, who was half master and half father, told her that it was the saint who took pity and kept her Shangguan lineage. Otherwise, the great crime of killing the monarch will be slaughtered in any dynasty, and it will never be tolerated.

Therefore, there is no reason to hate.

But Shangguan Wan’er learned from her dead father’s mouth, and after copying the Shangguan family handwriting post day and night, she saw the handwriting of her great-grandfather Shangguanyi, rounded and full, honest and straightforward.

Such a person will definitely not kill the king, it must be a conspiracy, and her Shangguan family was framed and implicated.

But now more than twenty years have passed, Emperor Taizong collapsed, Emperor Gaozong collapsed, and now Wu Zetian, the emperor of Wuzhou, ruled the world, and many of the people involved in the old cases for many years have died, or even been secretly hidden, and it is easy to find out.

“Wan’er has never hated Your Majesty, it was His Majesty who allowed Wan’er to serve you as a sinner, and Wan’er has nothing to reward.”

Biting Zhu’s lips lightly, Shangguan Wan’er knelt on the ground with sincere fear.

If it weren’t for Wu Zetian’s edict, I’m afraid she would have grown old in the Yiting Palace for the rest of her life, becoming a raccoon slave girl.

“Shangguanyi, his handwriting is still fresh in my memory, but it’s a pity… You let go and find out, Xu also wants to know who wants to stir up the storm in Chang’an! ”

Wu Zetian sighed.

“No. But Your Majesty, what is going on over there? What should Wan’er do with it? ”

Shangguan Wan’er’s beautiful eyes are grateful, and today, His Majesty has finally given her verbal support, the crimes and shames that the Shangguan family has borne for generations, and the cause and effect of grandfather Shangguan Yi’s shame and suicide, finally have the opportunity to be shamed!

“Is that funny little guy? See for me if his strength matches arrogance, or you can teach him a little. ”

Wu Zetian’s beautiful eyes flickered, and he specially emphasized the word ‘teaching’.

Shangguan Wan’er was awe-inspiring, bowed deeply and hid into the darkness, “No.” ”

The Ziwei Hall became exceptionally quiet.

Even the sound of the night breeze was faintly audible.

“Destiny’s child? I am looking forward to it, and I want to see if it is fate or destiny! ”

A lonely and cold chuckle echoed above the empty palace.

Changle Fang.

Located in the most prosperous street in Chang’an, the two entered through the back door, and the old horse was adopted by the slave in the stable.

It looks quiet and cold outside, but inside it is a cave.

The lights are red and green, and the excitement is extraordinary.

“This is the ‘quiet’ of the organ creation, which can isolate the sound and light within a certain range, even if it is a curfew, our Changle Place will not be affected.”

Looking at the curious Jiang Yu, Gongsun Li explained.

“Organ creation, Jing?”

Jiang Yu noticed that around this Changle Fang, there were some strange inscriptions and jade pillars glowing with the power of the Demon Dao, forming an energy shield similar to a barrier, covering out the sound and lights of Changle Fang.

The power of magic and mechanism appears in a strange way in this world.

“Well, this thing is expensive, and it is only used by Changle Fang and wealthy giants, but compared to the organ creation personally made by the Mo family giant in the imperial city, it is a big witch.”

Gongsun Li nodded, Chang’an City has placed a large number of Demon Dao formations and organ creations, and the Imperial City is even more important, and it is even rumored to be enough to resist the legendary terrifying king-level existence with an all-out blow!

“Jixia Academy, Mozi…”

Jiang Yu muttered.

“Well, the Grass Academy is a holy place in the whole continent, and our great generals of the Hussar Dynasty graduated from there, which is very powerful.”

“It’s really powerful, the influence of this academy is beyond imagination.”

Jiang Yu nodded.

In his impression, he thought that Jixia Academy was just a comprehensive academy in the center of the mainland, but he didn’t expect that he had such prestige in this Great Tang Realm, I’m afraid that the so-called three sages are definitely not the so-called weak chickens in the game, and they are still real bigwigs.

Under the leadership of Gongsun Li, the two passed through the court and stepped into this truly prosperous place Changle Fang, the vermilion gate was pushed open, a faint rouge gouache fragrance rushed to the face, and the noisy and eager cheers continued one after another, and the deserted street outside was like two worlds.