The northeastern direction of the harem, Zanyang Palace.

The Zanyang Palace is not smaller than the Crane Control Supervisor, and its luxury is even more than that, but its style is very different from the Crane Control Supervisor.

The decorations of the crane control supervisor, such as the crane wall and the crane feather seat cushion, give people a sense of positive joy; while the decorations of the Zanyang Palace are all Buddha statues and monks. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a seat statue of Maitreya Buddha more than one meter high. A ferocious and angry Vajra stands on each side, and the atmosphere seems depressing, gloomy and dull.

On the north wall of the main hall, there is also a huge Maitreya Buddha pattern carved. In front of the hall wall, there is a golden chair, and a red cassock is laid on it. On the red cassock is a lying recedingly. A man in his early thirties was wearing a white monk's robe. He looked extremely handsome, but he was bare on his head, but there was no nine-eyed scar on his head. It can be seen that he was not a real monk. He had no expression on his face, but just looked at the sky outside the door with a lost gaze.

This person is Xue Huaiyi, and he was Wu Zetian's first person. Because Wu Zetian had not ascended the throne and became an emperor at that time, in order to avoid human eyes and facilitate entry and exit of the palace, he cut his hair into a monk. In fact, he was a fake monk. He was used to being a fake monk, but in the end he was like a real person. The things he used were monks' tools, and what he said was nothing more than the family of the monk.

After Wu Zetian ascended the throne, Xue Huaiyi was named General of the Right Guard (named) and Duke of E. However, because he had sexual intercourse before and was not justified, he did not regard it as the "male queen", and he was unwilling to be a little unwilling and lonely.

There was one person sitting on each of the guest seats on the left and right sides of Xue Huaiyi's attack.

"Brother, how can we not attend such a grand ceremony? Is it really good if we don't attend such a grand ceremony?" The man sitting in the guest seat with his right hand couldn't help but speak. He was wearing a purple robe and a black veil hat on his head. He was dressed as an ordinary official. He was nearly forty years old. This person was named Shen Nanmiao. He was skilled in medical skills and was once the imperial physician of Wu Zetian. Because of his appearance, he was favored by Wu Zetian. When he was diagnosed and treated, he was secretly chanted and was taken as his face. He lived in Yiyang Palace on weekdays.

When Shen Nanmiao spoke, the grand ceremony held in Liangyi Hall Square had just begun.

"What's the best thing to attend for such a grand ceremony? Do you want to see Er Zhang's face?" The man sitting opposite Shen Nanmiao sneered. He wore a Xiaoyao scarf and a Taoist robe embroidered with Tai Chi patterns. He was thirty-four or five years old. He also looked excellent, but his face was gloomy. This person's name was Wang Zhiwen. He wrote very well in poetry and prose and was also versatile in the art of yin and yang. He was originally famous for his poems and was not inferior to Wang Yang and Lu Luo, but he wanted to ascend to heaven in one step. He actually became a mage called the palace to drive away ghosts for Wu Zetian, who was afraid of ghosts. As a result, he drove to the dragon collapse and became Wu Zetian's third face. He was named the protector of the country and lived in Chunyang Palace.

Shen Nanmiao and Wang Zhiwen were both lovers of the same name before Wu Zetian became emperor, and their titles were not low, but there was a problem: they were not justified and could not be recognized by court officials, so they did not live a comfortable life. Compared with the legitimate worshippers of the Crane Supervisory Commission, their reputation was far inferior.

Although both Wu Zetian's faces, Xue Shen and Wang's costumes and titles are very different from those of the sacred sects in the Crane Supervision Department. They used to be what kind of outfits they were, and now they were still what kind of outfits they were. They did not wear sissy or painted with styling styles. And they did not call themselves "Langer", but called themselves "Big brother, second brother, third brother...

Xue Huaiyi withdrew his gaze from outside the door, looked at Wang Zhiwen and Shen Nanmiao respectively, and said calmly: "It's because the Sa family doesn't go to participate, and the Sa family doesn't let you go. You have to go early, it's still time."

"Brother, of course we will go with you. If you don't go, what's the point if we go? I'm just worried that I'm not happy to stay at home." Chen Nanmiao quickly explained.

"Second brother, don't worry about any dog ​​skin ceremony. Whether we go or not, we may not care much. With two Zhangs, she will still remember our good things?" Wang Zhiwen sighed and said in a dry tone. The last time he was lucky by the emperor was two months ago, and he was also in a panic of fire in his heart.

"Stop, let's not discuss whether that woman can do it?" Xue Huaiyi raised his hand and waved it to the two of them, looking quite impatient and without any scruples in speaking.

That woman? Wang Zhiwen and Chen Nanmiao looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Although everyone was bare and unrestrained when they were sleeping at home, they could call her anything, but it was a big taboo to say this in public! However, they knew very well that the emperor had not come to Zanyang Palace for three months, and Xue Huaiyi was inevitably furious.

In the past, Xue Huaiyi's position in front of Wu Zetian was the most important. He could be said to have a chariot, eat the same utensils, and lie on the same bed. However, as time goes by, he is older and his mental strength is not as good as before. Even if he is fierce, he cannot withstand such troubles. He will inevitably not take advantage of Wu Zetian's wishes when he is sleeping, and his favor will naturally decline. However, those names of vain are still there, and he is still the famous General of the Right Guard and Duke of E. But without the emperor's blessing, this vain name is useless!

"Shajia went to see the fourth brother. You please give me a gift. I want to go and curry favor with that woman as soon as possible, and I can catch up." Xue Huaiyi stood up from the cassock seat. He was not tall, and he looked a little fat in his stature. He also had a small belly. Although he couldn't be called a big belly, he was almost the same.

The fourth brother is Xue Aocao, who was castrated by Di Renjie. He looks unspeakable, but his face is pale and his spirit is depressed. He is currently praying to Buddha in a secret room in the Pianyang Palace...

...

The magnificent Yingtian Gate is the south gate of the palace, which is where Zhang Lin failed to break through the door last time and had a conflict with Luantai Nayan and Zhang Jianzhi.

At the same time Zhang Lin stepped onto the stage, a postman in his early twenties, with dark skin, rode a fast horse from the Zhuque Street outside the palace, with his horse's hooves rolling, stirring up smoke and dust all the way, like a gray angry dragon, and in an instant, he rushed outside Yingtian Gate.

"Bold, don't you get off your horse when you arrive at the palace?" Several guards guarding the palace raised their long halberds and crossed them in front of the postman's horse, blocking the latter's way.

"Six hundred miles of Ganliang Road are urgently promoted!" The postman turned over and got off the horse, holding a red token in his hand and shook it, intending to run into the palace. In normal times, as long as he showed this token, he could enter the palace directly.

"The Emperor is entertaining the Turkic mission in Liangyi Hall, and there is no time to read your report!" A burly general wearing brown armor strode out of the palace and said with a serious expression.

If Zhang Lin was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this general was the tiger general who appeared here to target him that day.

"Ah, Turkic Mission?" The postman said with a look of surprise on his face. He blinked several times. General Xianghu shook the token in his hand and said anxiously, "The Tang newspaper I want to go to to the emperor is about the Turkic Mission in the desert..."

"It sounds like this matter is of great importance." General Hu raised his hand to interrupt the postman, grinned, showed his flat teeth, and smiled with a slight smile, "I can do special matters for you. Come with me, and I will take you to see the emperor now."
Chapter completed!