Tang Song received the order and walked out of the small hall. After a moment, Shangguan Wan'er also came out. He immediately sent four people to follow Tang Song on the midpoint of the imperial guards on duty.

While the four imperial guards were preparing horses, Shangguan Wan'er walked to Tang Song. At this time, she no longer had the casual appearance she had in the small wine shop in Zhuanghaishan a few days ago. Her expression was solemn and her behavior was steady. [The latest updates in search are all available.]

After handing Tang Song a palace pass sign, Shangguan Wan'er turned around and walked into the hall. She stopped when she was about to reach the door.

Tang Song was clever and saw this and walked two steps to Shangguan Wan'er.

"In a turbulent time, be careful when you act, be careful when you speak." After lowering your voice and leaving this sentence, Shangguan Wan'er, who had never looked back, stepped into the hall.

Watching her walk in, Tang Song knew that he didn't make any sound.

After a while, the imperial guards prepared their horses. Tang Song got on the horses and walked out of the courtyard under the protection of the four imperial guards behind him and headed straight towards the west gate of the palace.

For the Tang people, especially those who want to prepare for their future wanderings, riding a horse is really the most basic skill, just like later generations riding bicycles, which must be learned when they were in school.

The body inherited by Tang Song is no exception. Although his riding skills are not high, he can still deal with it.

The five people did not go to Xuanren Gate of the Imperial City again, but went directly out of the west gate of the palace city, and then went directly into Luoyang City through Tianjin Bridge on the Luo River.

After leaving the city, the horse speed was faster. Not long after, Tang Song and his five members arrived outside the world-famous White Horse Temple.

The identity was reported at the temple gate, and then a monk led them to an elegant courtyard in the back of the White Horse Temple that was not open to pilgrims.

"The Zuo Prime Minister was here to calm down and think, and even the presidency of this temple was also in it." The monk from the guest frowned slightly when he said that the presidency of this temple, and had no intention of going to see the presidency. After saying that, he bowed to Tang Song, proclaimed the Buddha's name and turned back to the mountain gate.

Tang Song didn't care about this, so he turned around and knocked on the door of the elegant courtyard.

A shiny bald head opened at the gate of the courtyard, but there was no incense scar on the head, and the shaving marks were very fresh. It was obviously not long after the hair was shaved. The face under the bald head was also covered with fleshy face, and the fierceness and oily face were coexisting.

How could this be a monk? It was clearly a fake monk who had his hair cut off and pretended to be a fake monk.

When the fake monk saw the four imperial guards, his face improved a little, "What are you knocking on the door?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a stinking smell of wine and meat spewed out from afar. Tang Song frowned and took a few steps back, and his follower of the imperial guards came forward to talk to him.

Heard that the emperor sent someone to pass the order, the fake monk hurriedly opened the gate of the courtyard, said "offending", and hurried to the main hall in the courtyard.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, there were silhouettes and bamboo orchestras and women's laughter. At this point, Tang Song couldn't help but frown.

White Horse Temple is the ancient jungle of Buddhism and is a famous temple in the world. Now it has reached such a level of defilement and defilement, which is really ridiculous.

Tang Song stood at the gate of the courtyard under the protection of the Four Imperial Guards. After about half a stick of incense, the gate of the main hall of the courtyard suddenly opened, and Wu Chengsi, the left prime minister of Wenchang whom he had seen last time, came out.

The two of them have met and have a deep impression of each other. Wu Chengsi, who approached, saw that it was Tang Song who came to pass the imperial edict. He was slightly stunned and smiled and said, "When you first met, you were restrained, but when you met, you were confined. Buddhism teaches the law of fate, it seems that I and Xiaoyou Tang are really very destined."

Tang Song followed Wu Chengsi to the main hall, and smiled slightly and said, "The prince is just quiet, but the last time he was at the edge of life and death. The difference in circumstances is far away, how can he compare?"

Wu Chengsi smiled and then lowered his voice and said, "Since my king was banned from here, Xue Zuowei has been here to help him. He can't even give up, but he is disrespectful, so he can only keep his heart in mind, keep in mind the orders of the Holy Emperor, and dare not have any ridiculous play."

These words said in a low voice were clearly for himself. What Wu Chengsi wanted to say was that these wine, meat, singing and dancing were arranged by Xue Huaiyi. Although he could not refuse, he did not dare to accept it, and he did not violate Wu Zetian's orders.

At this moment, the two were very close, but they couldn't smell the smell of wine and flesh on him. This is true. Tang Song nodded slightly, "Don't worry, Prince."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Wu Chengsi's face became easier.

At this time, the two of them had arrived in front of the main hall. Wu Chengsi stopped and asked Tang Song to come in first.

Tang Song came as the envoy of the emperor at this moment, so he should take the lead, so he no longer gave in and took the lead and entered the main hall.

The main hall is quite large in area, and the decoration is extremely exquisite and elegant. At this time, of course, no wine, meat, singers, etc. can be seen in the hall, but the smell and powdery smell in the air cannot be dissipated for a while.

The most respected position in the hall was covered with a thick Persian blanket. A tall monk sat on it with his legs, and his two drunken eyes were looking at Tang Song who was walking in.

The monk sat in an extremely indecent manner, his face was drunk and he had no elegance at all. But he was wearing a purple cassock.

Purple is extremely noble, and even if only the top powerful people in the court can accept purple, it is completely forbidden by the people. As for the Buddhist jungle, except for the emperor's purple robes, even the famous monks and masters throughout the world dare not wear purple robes privately.

In Tang Song's impression, only two monks who had given a purple cassock by Wu Zetian were genuine and fake.

The true monk is the sixth ancestor of the Northern Zen Buddhism who once came to Beijing to be the emperor, Shen Xiu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. He is the one who competed with Huineng for the inheritance of his robes and mandarins, and wrote that "As a Bodhi tree, his heart is like a spiritual realm platform. Wipe it frequently and don't let the dust be stained."

As for the other one who was given a purple cassock, Wu Zetian's male favorite, who was born on the street to buy medicine, his original name was Feng Xiaobao and later named Xue Huaiyi's abbot of the pseudo-White Horse Temple.

Of course, the one who was full of alcoholic and sitting rude in front of me could not be Shaolin Shenxiu, so it was only Feng Xiaobao.

Unexpectedly, I could meet this "celebrity" by chance. When Feng Xiaobao looked at Tang Song with blurred eyes, Tang Song was also looking at him. He saw something really.

Although Feng Xiaobao is extremely rude, he looks very handsome, has big eyes, straight nose, and has very standard facial features. He has a clear line between his chest and abdomen with his scattered heart.

With a good appearance, good muscles and his tall figure, this guy is simply a top-notch handsome man according to the standards of his past and future generations.

The only thing that is the beauty is that this guy is so white, this whiteness is even a bit dazzling. A man with such white flesh is really a monster

After looking at Feng Xiaobao with a strong curiosity, Tang Song saw that he was still, and he had no intention of ceremonializing him.

Seeing that Wu Chengsi had finished worshiping the incense table, Tang Song walked straight to the incense table and announced the brief edict.

When Wu Chengsi heard that his aunt and Emperor lifted his confinement, he was naturally very happy, but when the joy passed, he felt confused in his heart.

In recent years, his power has been extremely powerful, and there are many gangsters in the palace and court. Therefore, although others are confined to White Horse Temple, the news is not blocked at all. There was no news before that he was going to let him go, and even several people in the palace said that the Holy Emperor's aura towards him had not been eliminated.

From this, Wu Chengsi was mentally prepared to be suspended for another two or three months, but why did such an order suddenly come to this moment?

Tang Song passed the imperial edict and wanted to return to the palace to hand over the order. After thanking him, Wu Chengsi stood up and accompanied him out and asked in a low voice: "What big thing happened in the palace?"

"The Prime Minister is so arrogant." Tang Song smiled and pointed at the Qingjin Confucian uniform on his body. "I was just rushing Qiao'er to be caught by His Majesty. What's the big deal in the palace? How could I know?"

People are always very good at boasting, and those who clearly don’t know should boast about it, which shows that their knowledge and status are important. People from the palace are particularly flawed. People like Tang Song are really rare. Seeing that his words are indeed true, Wu Chengsi would not doubt that there are them.

At this time, the two had already walked to the gate of the main hall. Wu Chengsi was imprisoned for more than a month and had to clean up before returning home. Tang Song didn't have to wait for him. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he heard a drunken voice behind him saying, "Who are you, when did you enter the palace? How could the order just now be passed on you?"

Before Tang Song could turn around, Wu Chengsi had already reached out and pressed his shoulder, and secretly pushed it hard, with the clear meaning of letting him go first.

Since Wu Chengsi was like this, Tang Song ignored Feng Xiaobao and went straight out of the main hall to return to the palace with four imperial guards.

Behind him, Wu Chengsi turned around to meet Feng Xiaobao and smiled and said, "I am just a student from Chongwenguan. I happened to be caught by His Majesty and ran this time. Is this kind of person worth Xue Zuowei asking?"

"It turns out to be a little sour person who is stupid." Feng Xiaobao laughed and let his heart reveal his arms and put his hands on Wu Chengsi's shoulders. "I haven't finished listening to that song just now. Come on, let's drink again."

Seeing that Feng Xiaobao no longer paid attention to Tang Song, Wu Chengsi breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this live treasure was the most troublemaker, and Tang Song came to pass the order to him by the emperor's order. If something happened to him where he was confined, he would really not be able to explain.

Not to mention how Wu Chengsi escaped from Feng Xiaobao. Just talking about Tang Song's journey into the palace and returned to the small hall, the traces of Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er were gone in the hall.

At this time, the little yellow gate who was on duty left behind here came forward and said that Shangguan Kaizhao had ordered that the Holy Emperor had gone to Ningbichi at this moment, and then he returned to the palace and went to Ningbichi to pay orders.

Ningbi Pool is a place with excellent scenery in the Forbidden Garden. Tang Song followed the guided Xiaohuangmen all the way here, and then saw Shangguan Wan'er standing in a pavilion by Ningbi Lake.

As he walked towards the pavilion step by step, Tang Song's mood was really complicated. After hearing only the sound of the voice but not seeing the person three times, this time he should be able to witness Wu Zetian's true appearance with his own eyes.

As we got closer, we saw a soft couch similar to the bamboo lady used by the people in the pavilion, which was larger and more gorgeous. A woman was lying on this soft couch, letting the warm spring sun shine on her body, which seemed very comfortable.

Perhaps to cover up the sunshine, a woman's face was casually covered with a brocade handkerchief. In this way, she really had the style of sunbathing in later generations.

Shangguan Wan'er stood on the side of the brocade bed, no need to say that the woman lying on the brocade bed was Wu Zetian.

When he walked five steps in front of the pavilion, he was blocked by someone. Tang Song then shouted and ordered here. After saying that, he heard Wu Zetian's voice in Taichung's pavilion and said, "Come in."

Tang Song walked into the pavilion, and Wu Zetian on the brocade bed raised his left hand casually, and immediately two palace maids stepped forward to help her up.

Wu Zetian was obviously not used to looking up at people. As soon as he sat up, he raised his hand and pressed down, "sitting"

Tang Song sat in response to the sound of a Hu bench carved from the pavilion, looking at Wu Zetian at a distance of five or six steps.

After more than a year of traveling through time and suffering, Tang Song finally saw with his own eyes the only female emperor in the history of the Chinese dynasty with his own eyes.

Wu Zetian was tall, and the height of her brocade bed was already higher than that of the stone-carved Hu stool. In addition, her tall figure was even more than a knuckle higher than Tang Song when she was sitting.

Wu Zetian's hair was tied with a high bun and was black and shiny. This made Tang Song extremely puzzled, it was not right, it was obviously inconsistent with his age.

In a second thought, I suddenly remembered a historical document I saw in later generations, saying that aristocratic women in the Tang Dynasty always liked to use fake buns, among which Yang Yuhuan, the noble concubine of Xuanzong, was the most. Wu Zetian in front of me was also obviously wearing a fake bun.

Under the fake bun was a face that looked like a full moon. Tang Songchu looked at it, but only saw those eyes.

It was not until this moment that when facing Wu Zetian's eyes that Tang Song truly realized the true meaning of looking down on the world.

Shangguan Wan'er, who was attending one side, not only did not bow her head and keep her eyes shut, but instead looked at Wu Zetian's eyes. Her face changed slightly and made several hidden signs.

Tang Song was unaware of it.

Just then, Wu Zetian spoke, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the female emperor" Tang Song almost answered casually.

"oh?"

At this time, Tang Song finally noticed Shangguan Wan'er's eyes, closed her eyes and lowered her head, "It's extremely difficult to see the emperor, let alone the first female emperor since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. With this trip to the God Capital, it will be worth the vassal of this trip to the God Capital."

What Tang Song said at this moment was indeed from the heart. If you tell the truth sincerely, you will naturally express your sincerity in your words. Who is Wu Zetian? How could he not be aware of it?

Hearing this, Wu Zetian smiled faintly and looked at Tang Song deeply, "The scientific examination was reopened the last time. You helped you well, so it would be fine to get the talent. Those regulations were not seen by our predecessors. It can be said that they have made great contributions to the court. Let's talk about these things, how did you think of these things?"

This is the right pattern for Jun’s prelude, so Tang Song stopped his scattered thoughts. After pondering for a moment, he spoke: "The imperial examination involves many scholars, which can be said to be complicated. If you want to do complicated things, you must first trace the origin. I just think more about it."

"How about the origin? So what about the origin?"

"The people are the foundation of a country, but from a county and a state to a country, officials are absolutely indispensable to governing the country, so officials can be regarded as the foundation of the court. Officials are so important, so you must be extremely cautious when selecting talents and selecting officials. Since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, there has been a system of first being a family official and a family honorary system, and then there is a method of observing people in the nine ranks. Since there is this ancient method, why should Your Majesty and the court still give up this and customize the imperial examination?"

Tang Song asked and answered, "It must be because it is not used to abandon it because its disadvantages are too deep. What are the disadvantages of these two laws? I have been thinking about it for a long time, but only the word "private". Since Your Majesty abandoned the two laws of the nobles and the ninth rank of people because of its "private", the newly customized imperial examination must be the word "public"."

At this point, Tang Song unknowingly raised his head and looked at Wu Zetian's eyes. There was nothing he could do about this. The habits that had been used for decades in later generations really could not be changed by saying that they could be changed.

It would be too impolite to speak without looking at people in later generations. Over time, this way of speaking has become a habit. Since it is a habit, it is not so easy to change.

Facing Wu Zetian's eyes, Tang Song smiled slightly, "Since you have figured out that what Your Majesty is trying to open an imperial examination is a 'public', then the next thing is simple. I just do my best to do the word 'public'. Show the world to use public officials and use public intentions to gain talent. As long as you have this intention, those statutes will be nothing."
To be continued...