Listening to Tang Song's loud voice, Wu Zetian smiled... "Putting powder and hairpin is a matter of the romantic young man in the capital of God. You are young and young, and you are at a high standard of romantic love. Why don't you apply powder?"

"My subordinates' family members do not want to be romantic and profess themselves..." At this point, Tang Song shook his head, "Besides, men are men, what does it look like if they apply makeup?"

Seeing that Tang Songjian refused to apply powder, Wu Zetian frowned slightly, "Forget it, it's up to your wishes..."

Tang Song followed the palace servant to take a shower and combed. Wu Zetian slightly turned to Shangguan Wan'er and smiled: "This young man is very excited to do things, but he still has some character..."

Seeing that Wu Zetian was still on Tang Song's back when she was talking to her, Shangguan Wan'er felt cold in her heart. A kind of tension between a man and a woman who had never experienced before quietly surged into her heart, but she did not dare to show it on her face. She just lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty is saying..."

After Tang Song finished his bathing and dressing, he picked the most elegant and simple piece of clothing from the various colors of brocade clothes sent by the palace people. (When you read the novel, go to "《"" yz

Just at this moment, a little Huangmen came to pass the message, saying that just one hour ago, the tribute missions from the Western Regions, including Gaochang, Kucha and other ten countries arrived in Shendu in advance.

At this time, the largest tribute delegation since the Holy Emperor ascended the throne. The emperor did not want to take it alone, so he decided to go to the Lifan Courtyard to inquire. Therefore, the cultural meeting originally scheduled to be held in the Forbidden Garden was rescheduled on a three-day holiday.

He didn't have to follow him, so he could go back to Chongwenguan by himself. If the emperor had time in the past two days, he would order someone to summon him.

After hearing the news, Tang Song did not go to look for the sage again and went straight back to the small courtyard of Chongwenguan.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the yard, I saw He Zhizhang walking around the yard bored and sighing from time to time.

When he was called out by Shangguan Wan'er, he was deposed by Feng Xiaobao and was too hasty to keep a small black room, and he didn't have time to leave any explanation. He Zhizhang was a cheerful person by nature. He had nothing to do this month and had to be detained in such a small yard. He was inevitably anxious.

Thinking about it again, it seems that He Zhizhang still doesn't know what he was transferred here to do. Tang Song shook his head and walked into the yard. "People say that they can steal half a day of leisure is a great pleasure. You are crazy..."

He Zhizhang suddenly turned around and was so happy to see Tang Song coming back. He came back one after another, "It's good if you're back, hehe, it's good if you're back..."

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things..." Tang Song waved his hand to stop He Zhizhang and asked seriously: "What's wrong with those people?"

When he heard this, He Zhizhang's face suddenly became more bitter than Huang Lian. "They have long been trying to return home and said that they won't complain. I'm not hiding it since ten days ago. I have moved into that small guesthouse since ten days ago. As long as I'm not here, I'll accompany them in the guesthouse, coax and persuade them, scare the market and don't let them go..."

"It's good that you haven't left, well, you've done a good job, thank you for your hard work." Tang Song reached out and patted He Zhizhang on the shoulder, "Those individuals need to eat and live, have you spent a lot of money recently?"

He Zhizhang exaggeratedly patted Pei Ke on the tail of the waist, "The bag is empty, so I won't come out again. At most, three days later, I will have to pawn my clothes..."

When Tang Song heard this, he laughed, "Don't worry, I won't lose you. Let's see them..."

When he arrived at the small guesthouse, Tang Song didn't say much, and first pulled the complainants to the most luxurious tavern nearby to eat a meal with good wine and meat. After eating and drinking, he nodded the head and gave him a ten-point ticket.

As soon as these two real benefits were released, the people who were burping with wine and flesh immediately threw all their dissatisfaction behind their heads and kept silent and didn't mention the word "leave".

After sending these people back to the guest house, after Yan Ming came back in the afternoon, Tang Song left He Zhizhang to continue watching the people. He hired one and rushed back to the rental office.

The rental area is even more deserted, with only the old man and two boys left in the second yard, but the building is empty when entering the third yard. The middle-aged Yuebai who originally lived here, who was in the depths of the collection was nowhere to be found.

Seeing this, Tang Song felt tight and quickly ran to the temple in the back garden.

In early summer, the back garden is still full of flowers and green bamboos and green grass. It seems that nothing has changed. But I can never hear the sound of the piano again, and I can never see the girl in the littered cloud skirt who seems to be waiting for him to come back quietly.

When I opened the door of the monastery, there was no one inside, only a pair of piano boxes were placed on the desk.

Tang Song slowed down and walked slowly to the book table and opened the piano box.

The ancient Yiyin piano in the box quietly exudes a charming luster.

There was a piano score in the piano box, which was the most precious book of Crystal.

In the past, I could see him every time I came back, maybe I didn't care much, but when he was locked in a small dark room for more than a month, but when he came back, he could no longer see the spotless peacock eyes, Tang Song's heart was inexplicably empty, and a melancholy that was very faint but still lingering in his heart.

In the future, perhaps because of the lack of emotional connotation, Tang Song now has become very jealous, let alone a little bit of leniency like Shui Jing, who is so attached to him but has a little bit of incompleteness, which is even more pitying.

Since Zhang Jianzhi has been demoted far away, she must have followed her.

After a gentle sigh, Tang Song flipped the piano score casually, but a piece of plain paper slipped out of the piano score.

Tang Song picked up the plain paper and saw the two words above:

wait for me

The characters are written in eight-point regular script, which is very beautiful. These two characters are written in no ostentatious and not as charming as the crystal clear nose.

The so-called words are like people, although they are far from the level of seeing words like people, Tang Song felt much better after seeing this simple note.

When Tang Song returned to the small guesthouse in the afternoon, the people who went to the capital to complain were awakened and their alcohol was almost dissipated.

After taking the paper and pen, Tang Song was responsible for guiding him, He Zhizhang took the pen to record, and the people explained the content of the complaint in detail.

After He Zhizhang finished writing, the people pressed their fingerprints and handed over all the evidence they brought to Tang Song.

"Wait with peace of mind, I will definitely make avenge for you." After Tang Song finished speaking, he left some money and stood up and took He Zhizhang out of the small guesthouse.

"Can this thing come in handy?" He Zhizhang seemed a little excited.

Tang Song took pictures of those objects, "Adapt to the situation, but you must find an explanation for this matter..."

It was too late at this time, so Tang Song did not return to the Chongwen Pavilion in the Palace City. After leaving with He Zhizhang, who was going to the rental office, he hired a car to go to the small restaurant of Zhuang Haishan and Liuye.

The business in the wine shop was getting better and better. Zhuang Haishan and his wife didn't know about him closing the small dark room. They were overjoyed to see him while arranging food and talking about seeing him a few days ago but not seeing anyone.

After Tang Song covered him up casually, he let the two of them go to work hard. He sipped the wine slowly and felt the lively popularity inside and outside the small restaurant.

I was locked in a small dark room for more than a month. At least Tang Song didn't want to be too deserted now. This is why he never returned. He didn't go back that night and lived at Zhuang Haishan's home. The three of them were so lively that night that they said it was very late.

Because Liu Mei's affairs have not been completed, Tang Song did not disclose the news for the time being.

The next morning, after getting up and having breakfast made by Zhuang Haishan, Tang Song arrived at the palace city.

After entering the palace city, he did not go directly to Chongwenguan, but first searched for the Xiaohuangmen to see Shangguan Kaizhao.

After about two incense sticks, Tang Song met Shangguan Wan'er under the wide corridor of the Dayi Hall.

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er come out, the people on duty consciously avoided the side. Tang Song looked at Shangguan Wan'er and said in surprise: "Why are you so haggard when you haven't seen each other for a day?"

Shangguan Wan'er looked straight but didn't look at Tang Song, "Tomorrow, Your Majesty will have a big banquet for the tribute missions of the Ten Kingdoms. If there is too much, just say what the rate is..."

Tang Song frowned, it was wrong. Although it was difficult to tell what was wrong, he could clearly sense that Shangguan Wan'er's attitude towards him changed a lot.

In the past, the intimate atmosphere that was only thoughtful and unspeakable inside and outside the small dark room was completely gone for more than a month. Shangguan Wan'er seemed to be deliberately alienating him.

It is said that women are fickle, but this changes are too fast. What's going on?

Although he was confused, it was not the time to talk about these things at this time. Zhuosong didn't ask again and just told the matter.

After listening quietly, Shangguan Wan'er asked Tang Song's reason for this request and what he wanted to do. She just recruited a chapel guard to come and give instructions.

"You just follow him." Shangguan Wan'er said that without a moment of staying for a long time, she turned around and returned to the Dayi Hall.

For some reason! Tang Song said something in his heart and followed the palace servant out. However, he did not notice that Shangguan Wan'er, who had just walked into the Dayi Palace behind him, was looking at his back silently through the gap in the carvings at the hall door.

It's already inscribed, Shangguan Wan'er's eyes are so complicated that it's so complicated

Tang Song followed the palace servant all the way to the palace's Jiaofangsi. However, it is a pity that he went to the Youjiaofang, while Liu Mei and other apprentices were all in the Zuojiaofang, so they couldn't even see them.

Besides, there were so many things happening in the past two days, Tang Song temporarily gave up the idea of ​​seeing Liu Mei and did what he should do.

The Palace Sect House is indeed a place where talents gather in the world. Tang Song was very satisfied with the results of this trip, even more satisfied than he expected.

After finishing the work here, Tang Song went back to Chongwen Museum directly. He Zhizhang had already arrived and even the tea in the temple was cooked.

"Sit" took the teacup handed over by He Zhizhang and asked him to sit down. Tang Song made a serious statement about what the two of them had to bear.

During the explanation of Tang Song, He Zhizhang first widened his eyes, and then even his mouth opened unconsciously. Finally, when the explanation was finished, although his face had returned to normal, his hands were rubbing unintentionally.

This is obviously nervous, and it is very nervous.

Seeing him like this, Tang Song felt deep in his heart, "Why, are you scared?"

"I don't know if I'm afraid." I was in a state of great excitement. Once He Zhizhang started talking, he couldn't sit on the bench. He stood up and started walking around in the office quickly.

"The aristocratic families are huge. They are like the aristocratic families such as Boling Cui, Fanyang Lu, etc., and how many years have they been passed down for hundreds of years? I don't know how many dynasties have risen and fallen over the past few hundred years, but these aristocratic families have never stood firm, but now we have to go to war with them..."

He Zhizhang spoke very fast, and he didn't notice whether Tang Song could hear clearly when he spoke so quickly. At this moment, he was just talking naturally, but he could clearly feel his emotions becoming more and more excited. In the end, he was incoherent and even such a strange word as "starting a war" popped up.

After talking to himself for a long time, after several circles, He Zhizhang's emotions calmed down a little. Even so, he still did not return to Hu's bench and sat down. Instead, he walked directly to Tang Song, and stood and said, "I'm not afraid, but I'm just disturbing my heart. Ha Jinke's meeting an adult is really a blessing..."

The so-called disturbance in the heart actually means being nervous. Tang Song looked at He Zhizhang quietly, "I don't need to say anything about the sinisterness of this matter. Have you thought about it?"

"What else do you want?" At this moment, He Zhizhang really had a bit of generous singing style in Yanshi: "The Zuo Family Spring and Autumn Annals say, "The great master has established virtue," followed by meritorious service, and secondly, there are words... Although it has not been abandoned for a long time, this is called the three immortals. If you return it, how many people can achieve these three immortals? Today, the lord puts this opportunity in front of someone, which is a great blessing for someone. A seven-foot-foot-bearded man stands in the world and sets great ambitions and performs great things!"

Seeing that He Zhizhang was so moved that Tang Song pointed to Hu Tang opposite him and pressed his hand at him, "Sit down and talk..."

The passionate He Zhizhang reluctantly sat down.

Seeing the uncomfortable feeling of him sitting, Tang Song couldn't help but smile, but after a smile, he immediately turned a stern face, "How important is the thing you and I want to do? How can you achieve this kind of personality like you?"

"Don't worry, I know the importance of this matter..."

"That's good. But I have something to say first. If you find something wrong with you, I will immediately condemn you back to the imperial city. You must not blame me for being ruthless..."

He Zhizhang nodded seriously.

Perhaps it was because the ten countries were too busy with the tribute missions, and Wu Zetian's summons had not been postponed, and the literary meeting was postponed again. During this period, Tang Song could hardly leave the gate of the Chongwenguan courtyard, and he and He Zhizhang were pondering back and forth to analyze some of the ideas he had thought about before and improve the specific constitution.

This busyness took nearly ten days. Tang Song had never seen Shangguan Wan'er once in ten days, and Shangguan Wan'er had never come to see him.

Suddenly, he returned to the month he helped with the scientific examination. Tang Song seemed to have nothing to do, but his brain power was exhausted to the limit.

After getting busy, time always passes very quickly. Nine days have passed in a blink of an eye. The court and the court also completed the work of the tribute missions of the ten countries.

Just that afternoon, a small yellow gate walked into the deserted courtyard and informed Tang Song about going to Ningbi Pool to attend the cultural meeting tomorrow morning.

In other words, He Zhizhang's rank is extremely low. But since he is a literary master, how can he be missing his new Jinshi exam?

After receiving this news, the two of them discussed it in their offices before leaving the palace to return to the city.
To be continued...