"What, Lu Qi has entered the court!" Cui Po looked at the news in his hand that was sent back by Guo Xiaosi from the fast horse in the capital, and couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"The lieutenant will not hesitate to use the Ministry of War to send the fast horses to return the meteors. It should be certain." I don't understand why the Zhongzhen general attached so much to such a person, and Li Xiaomao, who came to send the message, could only answer like this, but when he called Guo Xiaosishi, he still used the former Jinzhou Army Central Vocational Department.

"Lu Qi, his ancestor Lu Huaishen, Huaishen, was simple and casual, and treated people sincerely and politely. He was a sincere gentleman whom the world admired. He was famous in the world. His father Lu Yi, a famous minister in Tianbao, was trapped in the hands of the thief during the Anshi Rebellion. An Huer repeatedly threatened and persuaded him to refuse to follow the thief and spit out the thief's face and finally went to the righteous. The rebels were rude to all the leaders of the Tang court. The soldiers of the Tang court were all crying and greeted him in a casual manner. Many of them were licking their faces. When Lu Qi was young, he was appointed as the governor of Guozhou. Since he became an official, he has been very simple and often slapped his food and food. In addition to his salary, he has been very frivolous.

If you don't take it, everyone praises it as the legacy of the ancestors. When he was the chief official of Guozhou, he once reported that there were 3,000 officials in the state, which was enough to be a trouble for the people. Your Majesty ordered him to move to Shayuan. Qi said, "Shayuan is in Tongzhou, and it is also the people of Your Majesty. How can you divide each other into each other? It's better to slaughter food." When the emperor saw the comment, he praised him: "Qi guards Guozhou, and is worried about being in other places, he is the prime minister's talent!" So he gave the poor people with his official duties. Then, he transferred Qi to the capital to make up for Zhang Yique, the minister of the former door, and ordered Dongtai." Seeing Cui Po in a daze, Li Boyuan stood up and took it, and recited the chant in a loud voice.

"Lu Qi is really a big deal! Lu Huaishen, when he was young, also admired him very much. He didn't want to hear the news that his grandson was in office in Dongtai today, which was considered an opportunity." Li Boyuan shook the roll of paper in his hand and said with a smile after pondering for a moment.

Seeing his deep thoughts, Cui Po knew that he must have thought of what happened back then, so he interrupted: "This Lu Qi family was born in a prime minister and has been an official for more than 20 years, but he was able to wear and eat food every day. If this person is not really a wise man of a generation, he must be a traitor and evil person who is inhumane. In the eyes of the gentleman, what is Lu Qi?"

"A master, famous scholar, father, wise minister, and Lu Qi is so profound that he is the most respected. It is thought that it is due to the origin of family education. Mr. Huaishen is so lucky to be so grandson!" Li Boyuan blurted out almost without thinking.

Hearing this, Cui Po could only touch his nose and smiled bitterly. Although the Tang Dynasty had completely abolished the nine-rank method of observing people in the Wei, Jin and Six Dynasties, the trend of evaluating people based on the aristocratic families still could not dissipate, even people like Li Boyuan, let alone others? Lu Qi is indeed very proud of the public and has such a prominent background. Even though he is a famous treacherous figure in history, it is impossible to tell the difference now. This depression that is held in his heart makes Lord Jun really sad.

"Last year, when we left the capital, it was rumored that Master Yang was about to become prime minister. This year, he had never issued an edict. This time, His Majesty suddenly promoted Lu Qi to Beijing. In the opinion of Mr., what is wrong with this?" Putting aside his comments on this person, Cui Po sat down again and asked slowly.

"Xiang Zhuang dances a sword, aiming at Pei Gong! How could the young master not know? Since the rebellion in Bianzhou was pacified, the chief assistant of the dynasty Chang Gun suddenly lost his voice, and Yang Xiang only divided the financial affairs. Speaking of which, the court now only focuses on Prince Ling Bo, and there are Lao Ling Gong and Princess Shengping to help, and Yang and Lu and other Shangshu are enough to be the wings. In the Zhenyuan Dynasty, Cui family can be said to be the dominant family, and now the emperor is the master of the hero, so how can we not be taboo? 'It is true that the prime minister is talented!', just look at this sentence, Lu Qi must have entered the Political Affairs Hall to divide the power when he enters the court. This is not surprising to the Tian family's usual method." Put down the rolled paper in his hand, Li Boyuan said lightly: "It's not a good thing, although Cui has no powerful ministers.

Ambition, but one person holds the power of the court alone, but it has constituted the reality of a powerful minister. If this continues, there may be a disaster! The Lu Qi Dynasty can eliminate this suspicion. Although his actions are inevitably restrained, it will be of great benefit to the whole life. If you think about it carefully, this move in front of not only controlling the balance of the court, it also contains the intention of protecting the uncle. This point can only show that the Cui family has not fallen out of favor in the court. Besides, the emperor wants to strengthen the army and enrich the country, which is a time when the emperor wants to strengthen the army and enrich the country, which requires great efforts to work together with the monarch and ministers, and the government and the country. He will definitely not sit idly by and watch the party struggles consume. From the above, this matter is not enough to be a concern. Even if the young master does his duty well, what should he worry about?" Li Boyuan is indeed old and has analyzed this matter in just a few words.

"The tree is about to end, but the wind is not stopping!" After hearing his words, Cui Po could only sigh in his heart. What Li Boyuan said was indeed justified, but all the views were based on Lu Qi's sincere gentleman. However, the Lord Jun knew that this person was the most treacherous minister. In history, his master Yang Yan died directly at his hands. Today, the two met again, and the result would be unpredictable. Once this person convinced you, I am afraid... The more I thought about it, the more I felt sad, but these thoughts could not be told to Li Boyuan. He could only hurriedly go back to the study room, pick up a pen and write a book back to Beijing, reminding the clan master, the master and others to prepare for it.

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He set off from Ezhou, Jiangnan West Road, turned to Jiangzhou, which was on the bank of Pengze, took the Gan River boat all the way south, passed through Hongzhou, abandoned the boat in Qianzhou, and crossed the boundary between Jiangnan West and Lingnan Road, and went south through Shaozhou, blowing the slightest smell of fishy and salty brought by the trade wind. When Luo Yi, the eighth-rank upper-level supervisor of the Tang Dynasty, arrived at Guangzhou City, it was October of the third year of Zhenyuan, the Tang Dynasty.

"Young Master, that person is so dark, even darker than the Kunlun slaves we saw in Chang'an. Are they dyed with ink?" As soon as the master and servant arrived at the city gate, the little book boy suddenly shouted in surprise.

Luo Yi looked at it, but saw a thin, curly-haired man with black hair as dark as ink was walking in the cave in the city gate. His blackness was as pure as the book boy said, and it was extremely pure, far more than the Kunlun slaves raised by many wealthy families in the capital. Especially when he greeted the gatekeeper, the white teeth contrasted with the skin on his body, forming a very shocking picture.

When this man passed by the master and servant, he saw that the two of them looked at him curiously, but he looked at him with no surprise. Instead, he nodded slightly to him. This action made Na Luo Yi look so beautiful that he bowed his hands to thank him.

"Young masters and the two came from afar! Just now, that man came from the extremely far away "Black Kingdom". Although he looked afraid of people, his temperament was gentle and tight, so the little brother didn't need to be afraid. This is nothing. When you enter the city, you will definitely see the people coming from the "Jin Kingdom", but it's a different look! Seeing you coming from afar, you must be so hungry. How about trying my Fusang rice? Oh, this young master is not interested! There are also Silla cooked cakes, "Jin Kingdom soft cakes", you must

Tell me this soft cake in Jinguo, tsk! It was so sour, sweet, and the most durable, tailored for guests like the young master, and it is a must-have for home travel..." While Luo Yi was watching in surprise, a young man in the 16th and 17th year of the cart, wearing a short brown coat and calves, explained the origin of the black man to the two of them, and immediately began to recommend the cooked cake in his car. His lips were turned around, and his tongue was full of endless talk, and his tongue was brilliant...

Helplessly being entangled, Luo Yi could only take out a 15-month copper coin and buy him a "golden country cook cake" that he must have for traveling at home before he got out. However, the child pouted and muttered, "It's a golden cake! It's a silver cake! It's a 15-month copper coin."

He led his mount to the city gate. Just as Luo Yi registered the office, he heard the boy behind him shouting: "Oh! Young Master, we are fooled. This cake has a sour taste and is broken!"

There was an uproar and laughter in response. Even the city gatekeeper who was burying his head couldn't help but look up and smiled: "Don't you wrongly accuse him, this golden cake of Lao Shizi is sweet and sour. It's just this strange smell, but it's not bad."

"Shut up!", after turning around and chanting Shutong, Luo Yi said, "The child has never been to Guangzhou. It is rare and strange, so it makes Junye laugh at him."

"Haha! Nowadays, many people from other countries come to us to sell seafood. This matter is nothing. It's not a big deal. But you are lucky this time and have caught up with a rare good day!" Unlike other places, the city gatekeepers in Guangzhou are also very kind.

"What a rare good day, please tell Jun Ye!" Luo Yi followed and asked.

"Tomorrow is the day when the ocean ships in the Customs Temple go to sea. This is the first time that my Tang Dynasty has created the world. Do you think this is a good day? If the opportunity is good, you can still meet the governor! Do you think this is a good luck?" Like Lao Zhu of the Ezhou Inn that day, this gatekeeper had an unconcealed pride in his voice when talking about the governor of this prefecture.

"I've been teaching!" After hurriedly completing all the details of entering the city, the master and servant entered. They were only two years old and never arrived here. When Luo Yi stepped into the city again, he simply suspected that he was still in this place. Today's prosperity in Guangzhou is really unparalleled than before. Among the bustling crowds, not only were there merchants from all over the Tang Dynasty, but also the striking of the foreign countries, the Indians, the great zodiac people, the real la people, the Sillas, the Fusang people, and the Lion people. However, in just a few hundred steps, Luo Yushi had seen the blond and blue-eyed and tall "Jin Kingdom" people twice. There were countless vendors selling various overseas goods along the walls of the streets, which made the atmosphere in the city more lively.

Because he had decided to "schedule in a quasi-dressing tour", Luo Yi did not go directly to the inn, but instead found a quiet inn to stay in, eat and rest. Jinghou's "good day" tomorrow, but the boy who accompanied him kept muttering about the boss who killed thousands of swords, just an ordinary house, and he dared to ask for such a high price!

It was a sunny morning. When the energetic Luo Yi arrived at the port in the south of the city under the boss's guidance, the place was already crowded and crowded. It seemed that everyone in Guangzhou had come out to see off this special fleet.

The lower part is Chunzhou, and the upper part is connected to Chaozhou. The South China Sea formed a "sci-shaped" convex inlet outside Guangzhou City. The land on both sides of the shore holds a blue sea water, making the Lingnan capital a natural port that can escape the wind and waves. At this time, there were thousands of sails competing, which was extremely majestic. Putting aside the Dashi merchant ships with the blue and white "Tianfang" flags in front of them, the most dazzling ones on the shore are the twenty-two horned ten thousand stone ocean ships, the tall hull, the thick hull, the bright and burning

Of course, the most exciting thing is the two fierce and endless huge flags on each main mast. One flag is based on bright red. This dazzling blood red color is more and more eye-catching in the golden lacquer seal script. Under this main flag, there is also a sub-flag flag embroidered with guns and shields, moving endlessly in the sea breeze. This fire-torn atmosphere, this extremely shocking huge ship, responding to the fierce and swelling flag, even with Luo Yi's cold face, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement.

"Look, look, the man in white at the stern of the boat in the middle! That's our big-haired father. He's the god of the sky. It looks really good to wear this outfit today!" In the crowd not far beside Luo Yi, a 20-year-old woman holding a child said the same sentence for the fourth time, and the child she carried in her hand kept pointing at the boat with her breasts, calling "Dadfather" with a slight voice.

With the sound of the twelve giant drums, the energetic sailors on each ship immediately responded and stood up in a row with their chests and belly bulging, waiting for inspection and seeing off.

Amid the rumbling and majestic drum sound, the Guangzhou Assassin Cui Po personally guided the white-bearded Lingnan Martial Arts Commander Di Qi, and General Li, the chief guard of Lingnan Martial Affairs, arrived together. After the three of them climbed the temporary high platform, the drum sounded that stopped. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the old and stronger Lord Di Qi took the lead to a prayer of a brilliant chapter and ordered the wine to be given; but the general of the guard after him was completely different. He came up to the stage and directly carried a dagger filled with cold light, cut blood and went straight into the jar. After the blood, the wine blended, he said loudly, "I, a man from Lingnan, was born by the sea, and a good man should fight the ocean to gain wealth and glory! Give him wine!" For a moment, this simple and fierce style attracted a burst of colorful sounds.

In front of everyone, the third envoy Cui came down from the stage, leaned over and picked up a handful of floating soil, walked up and scattered it into the third wine jar, and then chanted loudly: "'I would rather think of one or two land in my hometown, and don't miss ten thousand taels of gold in a foreign land! All the heroes, my elders in Hecheng, Guangzhou are waiting for you to come back! Give wine!"
Chapter completed!