Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Jian cleared his throat abruptly.

Fourth Mo hurriedly shut up.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not Huang Chao, but Wang Shouren, no joke!

Wang Shouren smiled, and said: "It seems that there are quite a few women in the Jacko Sect. From the seizures in Shanglinyuan, they also found a difference in their identity marks."

Zhu Jian bent down and said, "Sir, what do you mean?"

Wang Shouren pondered for a while, and said, "How many did you kill?"

Mo Laosi counted with his fingers, and said: "There are more than 200 people in the city, some of them are going to set fire to the Chongrenfang granary, some are going to the palace, and some are rushing to the academy to kill three people. Ten."

Wang Shouren nodded, and said: "Let's keep the rest, the young master said, their heads are worth a lot of money!"

Mo Laosi's eyes lit up.

"So, just send someone to watch them?"

Tai Kee's manpower is never enough.

If you just stare at it and don't move, you can recover more than half of it.

It's just a lesson to be taught, those ignorant brats of the Dushui Supervisor!

Wang Shouren saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"You can learn a lesson. Don't kill people. The prisons will not accept you. At least you should save some face for Your Majesty."

Elder Mo was overjoyed.

"Just look at it, sir!"

He grinned grimly and clenched his fists.

As soon as Mo Laosi left, Zhu Jian asked: "Sir, most of the people who enter the city are Jianghu knights recruited by the Aojiao. If we spare their lives, there may be future troubles."

Wang Shouren pointed to the seat beside him.

Zhu Jian hurried over and sat down.

These ten Jinyiwei hundred households are more afraid of Wang Shouren than Liu Bai!

"Nine of them can't see any way, how can you not see it?"

Zhu Jian was taken aback by these words.

Wang Shouren shook his head.

"This is the consequence of working in Honglu Temple for a long time"

Zhu Jian lowered her head in shame.

Since the other nine hundred households were sent to other places and he came back, there has been no peace in Taiji

"What the young master means is that I want you to follow Li You in the future. Maybe after Cheng Qian's wedding, you should become the chief history of Prince Yan's residence."

Seeing that Zhu Jian lowered her head and did not speak.

Wang Shouren said with some disappointment: "You still don't understand?"

"Subordinates are ashamed"

Wang Shouren took a deep breath, and said: "You also know that Li You is destined to be unable to accomplish anything in the court. He is not Li Ke and Li Yin. Even if his status is sensitive, there are countless former court officials who support him."

Zhu Jian lowered her head in thought.

He knew about it.

He even knew that in the near future, Li You would be in charge of Taichang Temple, and he would also be in charge of Qin Tianjian.

Compared with other princes, his authority is not heavy.

But for the religions of the world, Li You became the immediate boss.

Thinking of religion, Zhu Jian seemed to grasp a clue.

The next moment, he trembled violently!

In an instant, cold sweat came down!

He widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "What does the young master mean?"

Halfway through speaking, he hurriedly shut up.

Looking around nervously, he was relieved when he saw that there was no one else.

Wang Shouren said with a smile: "It's good to understand, until now, only His Majesty, Young Master, and you and I know about this matter, and it must not be leaked."

The corners of Zhu Jian's eyes twitched a few times, and she hurriedly got up to salute.

"Subordinates understand"

Chapter 1291 Tonight, Chang'an Sleepless

Just after Haishi, two more fireworks bloomed!

Thus, the oiran contest finally officially begins!

Without too much introduction, it can be seen that those dozens of huge carriages are dozens of stages.

The qualifiers were much simpler than expected.

The girls don't have to perform any talent, just stand on the cart.

There are so many applicants that it is impossible to perform one by one.

In that case, this month is over, and the preliminary round has not yet been concluded.

The method of deciding the semi-final list is simpler.

That's voting!

During the seven-day parade, Datang Entertainment Group sold out [-] tickets!

The box around the cart is the ballot box.

If you think which girl is good, just vote for her.

Doing so, to a great extent, provides convenience for the black box operation.

But, does anyone care?

The common people even knew that they voted just to join in the fun.

The real list for the semi-finals is up to the big shots.

No one takes it seriously!

What the people want is excitement and a sense of participation.

Rather than saying that it was the oiran who attracted them, it was better to say that it was the yearning for carnival in their hearts that attracted them.

The lives of the common people in the Tang Dynasty were boring.

In the past few years, the national power has been booming, and the people have already solved the problem of food and clothing.

If you have financial resources internally and confidence externally, your self-esteem will also increase.

What they need is nothing more than a catharsis.

Hundreds of thousands of people crowded into Suzaku Avenue.

If there is no official control, the stampede is inevitable.

The girls stood on the cart, posing in what they thought was the most attractive pose.

Perhaps, this is not just a carnival.

It was the pride that Datang had accumulated for many years, which had been completely released!

Countless people were shouting and shouting.

There are wealthy disciples who spread money all over the place, just to make a name for the girl they like.

The shops on both sides of the road were also crowded with people.

Older people are not willing to join in the fun with the young boys, watching from afar, they feel extraordinarily comfortable in their hearts.

A painter has long been waiting in full force, readying paper and pen, planning to draw a night view of Chang'an.

The great scholar in the countryside ordered a pot of wine, got excited, and wrote a flourishing article on the spot!

Tonight, Chang'an has no sleep!

Holding a branch of peach blossom in full bloom in his hand, Chen Shuozhen, who had a peaceful smile on his face, felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Using the corner of his eye to look at the people around him, he couldn't help but sigh.

The power of Datang has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

From the emperor to the common people, they all firmly believe that the Tang Dynasty is an invincible existence.

Calm down and think about it, choosing to start an incident at this time is tantamount to the most stupid behavior.

Thinking of that man, Chen Shuozhen shivered violently.

That man was horrible.

It seemed that any secret matter could not escape his perception.

This night, everything the Jacko Sect has done is doomed to go to waste

"Did he die well, or did he deserve it?"

Chen Shuozhen muttered, but the smile on his face never disappeared.

Looking down, the following is full of fiery eyes.

Chen Shuozhen was startled suddenly.

"Perhaps, it's really self-inflicted."

For some reason, her smile became even more charming.

With the slight shaking of the peach branch in her palm, she suddenly lifted the hem of her skirt, and slowly danced to the singing of the academy students.

South of Da Ci'en Temple, in a certain restaurant.

Su Erma looked at the magnificent scenery not far away, and remained silent for a long time.

If you look closely, you will find that his body is shaking very slightly.

His face could not be said to be fear or worry.

It's not very pretty anyway.

All the Japanese people behind him are like this.

At this moment, the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty formed an ironic contrast with the Wa country in their hearts.

It was also on the same street, just separated by a temple, where, to them, it seemed like a moat from heaven!

That's not the place where Japanese people should go.

Perhaps, it is not a place where all alien races should go.

Su Ermo not only saw the Qiang flute and Hu Jia, but also saw the "Hunbusi" handed down from the Turks, and the "Khulei Qin" handed down from Tianzhu.

There are even copper bells native to Japan.

The veins on Su Ermo's forehead popped out.

In his opinion, it was all snatched by Tang Guo by relying on his soldiers!

"My lord, the followers of the Jacko Sect have already entered the city!"

Someone rushed to report.

All of a sudden, everyone in the restaurant stood up.

Su Ermo took a deep breath, the incomparably blazing anger suddenly turned into deep sorrow

"Go down"

People around thought they heard it wrong.