The Great Tang: World Martial God

The two little women stopped and watched for a moment, with a little curiosity and excitement, cheering and rushing towards the small river.

Standing on the riverside, looking at the waterwheel in motion, bringing the river water to the side of the case in a tube, the two got together and pointed.

Tang Hao slowly walked towards the two of them, unconsciously amused.

Everyone says Chang'an is good, and the powerful clans in Chang'an are full of poems and books and have a broad vision.

In Tang Hao's view, it was nothing more than reading more books, more bookishness in the literati, and less fieldwork.

The quiet river, the breeze slowly.

The water is gurgling, the carts are spinning leisurely, and two beautiful shadows stand quietly by the river.

The breeze was fading, and the breeze was blowing, raising the black hair of the beautiful woman, and lifting up the beautiful woman Qingshan Luoshang.

Set off between the idyllic rice paddies, it seems like a fairy falls into the world. A static and a moving, like a beautiful picture scroll.

In Zhuangzi, fertile fields are staggered, farming is in the wild, and the fragrance of melons and fruits floats along with this breeze, and in the distance, the faint dog barking reaches into the ears.

Song Ruoxing, who was walking between Zhuangzi with Tang Hao, smiled.

"Gongzi Tang, you Zhuangzi reminds me of Tao Yuanming's travel notes to Taoyuan, the secluded source of flowers."

Speaking of The Peach Blossom Spring, Tang Hao heard the voice of Princess Changle falling on the jade plate, whispering to himself.

"The land is flat, and the house looks like a genus of mulberry and bamboo in the beautiful pond. The rice paddies traffic, and the chickens and dogs hear each other. Among them, they are bred, men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down, and is happy."

Listening to the verses chanted by Princess Changle, Tang Hao didn't speak, but smiled bitterly in his heart.

The world is suffering, perhaps these powerful clans of Chang'an City will never realize it.

This Huangzhuang tea garden was nothing more than a piece of Wuyangyang, and the farmers here often live in aquatic heat.

If it wasn't for the king of Tang who bestowed Zhuangzi on him, or if he didn't take the cost of offending King Wu to get rid of the worms in Zhuangzi, how could these farmers come to be comfortable and happy?

Think about the people living in the northern border who are in war, why don't they yearn for this kind of worry-free life?

This peaceful and prosperous age is nothing more than a prosperous age for wealthy people.

The prosperous Chang'an, looking at the eyes of countless people, is the holy capital that countless aliens yearn for.

But the people of Datang between the countryside still sweat in the fields, in order to fill their stomachs, they are ploughing with the stars and the moon.

Playing in the water by the river, bathing in the hot springs, picking fruits in the forest garden, and tasting tea in the pavilion, these two families are expected to be happy for a while.

However, happy time is always short, and in a blink of an eye, it is the setting sun.

Seeing that it was getting late, Tang Hao seemed to say that Princess Chang Le still lingered in the mountains and rivers.

"It's getting late, I'll send them back to the city."

Although it was at the feet of the emperor, it was still a bit wrong to let the two weak women on the way. Tang Hao still displayed the gentleman's demeanor of his previous life and took the initiative to protect the safety of the two.

Song Ruoxing blinked his beautiful eyes and said in gratitude.

"So, naturally the best."

...

Li Zhengdian.

King Tang and Queen Changsun leaned on the soft couch, with new tea that had just been brewed in front of them.

Your Highness, a man dressed in black and a mask on his face, hurriedly entered the hall, bowing and bowing.

"I have seen your Majesty, Queen."

The moment he saw the man in black, Tang Wang's original relaxed expression dissipated in an instant, and he said solemnly.

"I haven't called you into the palace. Are you here to report something important?"

The man in black still bowed his head and said.

"Return to your Majesty, the secret guard dug out a spy in the secret spy at this hour, and the minister used some torture instruments before he got some clues."

Wang Wang slowly left and collapsed, sitting upright, his expression gradually sinking, said.

"speak."

The man in black whispered.

"As for this person's confession, after the former prince's mansion general Lu Xian escaped, he did not leave Chang'an, but changed his face and hung down in the city of Chang'an."

"Over the years, this person has secretly developed his power, and in these years, he has cultivated various spies, placed in various places in the court, and in the residences of the princes and ministers, secretly watching Chang'an."

Hearing this, don Juan frowned slightly, said.

"Can you find out who this Lu Xian is now? Where is he?"

The man in black responded.

"Lv Xian is really cautious in sitting. These spies and him are in one-line communication. Every time they release a mission, they are back. This spy has never seen Lu Xian's true face, let alone where Lu Xian is."

After a pause, the man in black buried his head deeper.

Although he was wearing a mask and could not see his expression, he could clearly feel the imitation in his heart.

"The minister caught his superior according to the confession of the spy, but this man had a strong mind and saw that there was no way to escape, so he took... and committed suicide by taking poison."

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Wang frowned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

In the city of Chang'an just under his feet, there are such rebels hiding here.

The man in black pondered and said solemnly.

"The spy also revealed a piece of information, saying that Na Lu Xian will make a big move in the near future, and it seems that he is going to...to do it to the princes and princesses..."

Hearing this, King Tang suddenly raised his head and stared at the man in black, with cold light in his eyes.

Empress Changsun, who was sitting next to King Tang, was slightly surprised while holding a teacup, and her complexion immediately became gloomy.

For these two, their heirs are the treasures held in the palm of their hands and in their mouths.

But now that someone has the idea of ​​hitting their heirs again, this is undoubtedly touching the scales of the two.

The dragon has inverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!