Martial Sage

Nanshan Zhuangzi.

Tang Hao moved here with a bunch of servants.

Although it is a forbidden mansion, this area is also Tang Hao's estate.

The royal guards at the door did not stop them too much, and moved with Tang Hao.

In the late autumn morning, there was a chill.

Zhuangzi, shrouded in morning mist, was exceptionally quiet.

As the sun shines, the fog becomes thinner and misty, which makes Zhuangzi look even more immortal.

Tang Hao lay lazily on the bed and shouted outside the house.

"Qingluan, get my clothes."

Not long after, the close-fitting maidservant was already standing behind the screen and said softly.

"Master Hou, what color of clothes do you want to wear today?"

Looking at the exquisite figure through the morning light, Tang Hao smiled.

"Today, I am no longer an official, so I will get a coarse cloth."

After that, he got up.

After the war, the old wounds were not healed. In addition to the fight with the prince of Tubo a few days ago, the wound was a bit shattered and his left arm was inconvenient.

Qingluan's help is needed for this dressing.

After freshening up, Tang Hao and Wu Tongtong had breakfast before they went out of the room.

This time the black hand behind the scenes rang Tang Hao's golden bell, and at the same time it gave Tang Hao a sense of crisis.

After stripping off the power of the army, Tang Hao was regarded as a polished commander.

There were a lot of soldiers secretly keeping in the other generals' mansion, and he was no more than eighteen knights.

And there is one more thing, that is, none of Tang Hao belongs to his own intelligence agency.

So I ended up in the court, so passive.

The Mid-autumn harvest in Zhuangzi of Nanshan is over.

The grains harvested in chunks have been put into sacks under the hard drying of the farmers.

Except for leaving enough rations for the farmers, all other grains have been collected into the granary inside.

Walking on the ridge, looking at the farmers who worked hard in the fields, Tang Hao looked towards the imperial city.

In just these two days, the news of Tang Hao's dismissal gradually spread in Chang'an City.

In the past two days, many officials from the DPRK and China also visited his mansion and imperial palace.

Without exception, they were rejected one by one by the royal guards and the servants of the mansion.

Led by Wu Tong, the remote Zhuangzi has brought back the profitable income from tea and brewing in Chang'an City to Zhuangzi in the past few days.

Looking at the boxes of coins, Tang Hao was particularly happy.

The money is ready, the next step is to search for suitable intelligence personnel and build an own intelligence network.

Looking at Wu Tong who was sweating profusely, Tang Hao teased.

"Unexpectedly, I am relaxed, but I have worked hard for you!"

Wu Tong also smiled and said.

"In the future, I will take care of all the money moving. I am happy with these heavy coins."

After teasing, Tang Hao put away his smile and said.

"At the moment, these profitable businesses need to be expanded, so you can find some well-located shops."

"The soldiers are also giving away some money. When it's time to relax and enjoy, don't lose to your brothers."

"Now it's not convenient for me, so you can find someone with wide-ranging news. We need our own scout team."

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Great Ci'en Temple.

After Rong Gonggong's notification yesterday, today's Dacien Temple refused other pilgrims to come forward to pray.

In the Daxiong Hall.

Empress Changsun wore plain clothes and bowed down on the futon reverently.

As far as his eyes can be seen, the Buddha statue is solemn and solemn.

Empress Changsun's phoenix eyes were not closed, her vermilion lips lightly opened, said.

"May God bless me Datang prosperous and prosperous, long-term stability. The people of Datang live and work in peace and prosperity, the people are safe and the country is prosperous."

After all, he bowed his head sincerely and fell to the ground.

"Wish to bless the emperor of Tang Dynasty, the dragon body will be healthy, and the long-cherished wish of his life will be realized as soon as possible.

After the two wishes were said, Empress Changsun murmured with a look of love in her eyes.

"Tang Hao is my nephew, although I can't recognize each other, but knowing that the sister's flesh and blood still exists in the world, I know enough."

"At this time, his relatives were punished for injustice. May God bless him through this catastrophe."

After that, slowly bowed.

There are three fragrances in the hand, and the clouds are lingering.

The maid behind her stood up, took the fragrance from Empress Longsun, and placed it in the Human Cauldron in front of the Buddha statue.

suddenly.

A low, old voice came from the side of the hall.

"The queen has a heart for the thousands of people in the Tang Dynasty, and she is extremely pious."

"The old monk believes that this Buddha will definitely be moved by the queen's sincerity and fulfill his wish."

Empress Changsun looked up and saw a withered monk wearing Kasaya, standing at the side of the temple, standing with one hand on her chest, looking at herself with a smile.

With the help of the palace maid, Empress Changsun slowly got up and stood up with one hand, which was regarded as a return, and said softly.

"Thank you, Master, for your good words."

The skinny old man bowed slightly, stepped forward slowly, and said.

"Meeting the queen empress is also a fate."

"Since there is destiny, the old monk will give this blessing card to the empress, hoping to protect the health of the empress, and have a long life."

After all, the old monk took out a wooden lucky sign the size of a green jujube and handed it up.

On the dry palm of the hand, the blessing card is simple in color, in the shape of Eight Trigrams, with rounded edges and corners, and a big ancient seal blessing character, which is particularly pleasing.

Empress Changsun took the blessing card, and at the beginning, the blessing card was chilly.

A faint fragrance that seems to be absent is introduced into the nose, and it smells very good.

Empress Changsun's price blessing card was tied around her waist, and she thanked her.

"Thank you, Master."

The old monk nodded slightly and walked away slowly.

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