Chapter 399: The truth is revealed

This is a room with a unique arrangement. On the table is placed in a vase, a blooming lotus radiates a faint fragrance, and there is a mirror next to it, a golden jade hairpin lying quietly in front of the mirror. This place should be a girl's boudoir, but when we left the table, there was a tent in the middle of the room, and a cold scimitar hung on the tent, which added a murderous aura to the room that emitted the faint fragrance.

In one corner of the room was a young woman. She was about her early twenties, with slightly dark skin and slightly high cheekbones. She was so tight that there was a kind of firmness that a Han woman rarely had in her lip line. Her high and deep eyes were even more filled with a grassland temperament.

Her name is Tulan, but her subjects like to call her title: Princess Galan, who is the youngest girl of the loyal Khan of the Uighurs. Because the Uighurs believe in Manichi (that is, the Ming Cult in the Heaven of Heaven), Tulan was sent to Persia since childhood and became the saint of light of Manichi. When she returned to Uighurs three years ago, she was named Princess Galan, but it was only half a year ago when she came to Chang'an.

At this moment, Tulan looked at the rainy mist outside the window calmly, which reminded her of the rainy night in Baghdad. Manichaeism had been banned in Persia for a hundred years and was a secret organization. Therefore, she did not enjoy princess-like treatment in Persia, but laughed barefootly in the night rain like an ordinary girl. Although there were more cruel training in her memory, running barefoot in the night rain became her unforgettable memory. On this rainy night in Chang'an, her heart became quiet and delicate.

"Sanniang, someone is coming from the north." The report at the door interrupted her sentimental girl's emotions and immediately regained her rationality. She knew that it must be the master who came to ask.

"Call him in!" She quickly returned to her seat and lit the candle.

Soon, two men in black came in and gave a deep salute, "See Princess Galan."

But the man in black in the head raised his eyes and smiled slightly, "Turan is getting more and more beautiful."

"It's you." In the soft light, the other party's frivolous words made Tulan recognize the man in the lead. It was her senior brother Butulu, but she did not show the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, but her face became gloomy. His senior brother was Prince Gelu, who was learning skills with her. One night five years ago, he almost raped her after being drunk. Although he was not pursued by his master afterwards, Tulan hated this man with a human face and a beastly heart. She was a saint of Manichaeism, and her loss of chastity would bring shame to the entire Uighurs.

"Please tell me the matter." Tulan said coldly, not giving him any chance.

Butru felt Tulan's indifference, and his face immediately became gloomy, "Master asked you how your plan was implemented? Why don't you report it in time?"

Their master called himself the old man Mengyue, and his identity was very mysterious. He had a high status in Manichi and lived in Babylon for a long time. Last year, during the civil strife of the Uighurs, he came to the Uighurs to assist the loyal Khan in quelling the rebellion of Tuoba Qianli, and is now named the Uighurs National Master.

When talking about the task, Tulan was obviously a little lacking in confidence. She hesitated for a moment and said frankly: "I did it completely according to the master's deployment, but the situation on the scene changed, which was unexpected. The reason why I did not report it in time was that I wanted to see the consequences of this matter."

"It's been more than twenty days, can't you tell me?" Butru sneered and said, "If there is no effect for a year, will you not report to your master for a year?"

"I will naturally explain to the master. If you have nothing else, please step down!" Tulan sent an order to expel guests without any expression.

"This is a letter from the master, please read it yourself!" Butru took out a secret letter from his arms and threw it on the table, snorted again, turned around and left.

Tulan slowly picked up the letter and tore open the letter skin. Gradually, the master's new order made her frown into a ball.

On a rainy night, the Daming Palace seemed particularly peaceful. Due to the sparse number of eunuchs and palace maids, many palaces were closed, and only the guards were inspecting each place. Today is the seventh birthday of Zhang Huan's eldest son Li Qi. After dinner, Zhang Huan did not rush to go to Linde Hall to handle official duties, but took some time to spend more time with his son.

Although there are many palaces in the Daming Palace, Zhang Huan lets his wives and concubines live in the Lingqi Hall for safety reasons. Despite this, the magnificent building complex of Lingqi Hall still makes them more than enough to live in.

At present, Zhang Huan has two wives and three concubines, a total of five. His wife Pei Ying was officially named the queen ten days ago; his second wife Cui Ning was named the Yuan Concubine; the imperial concubine was originally left to Pingping, but she disdained her identity and was unwilling to be bound by the court etiquette, so she refused to marry Zhang Huan. Helplessly, Zhang Huan had to grant Pingping the wife of Jin State, and the position of the imperial concubine was also empty; further downward, the concubine Yang Chunshui was named Shu Concubine, and the subsequent concubine De and Xian Concubine were also empty; Zhang Hua Huan's other concubine, the Qiang princess Li Yinping, was named Zhaoyi, and the last concubine Hua Jinxiu was named Zhaorong.

Compared with the more than 40,000 people in the harem of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, Zhang Huan's harem is unprecedented and is considered a great success. Among Zhang Huan's children, the eldest son Qi was named King Yong, the second son Gui was named King Zhao, and the daughter Li Qiu was named Princess Wuyang.

There is no entertainment in the palace. The family gathered in the hall to play the game of throwing pots, that is, a high-legged thin-necked bottle is placed two meters away in front of them, and each person has ten arrows. The winner will receive a prize. This kind of game is not so much for adults to play with, but for adults to play with their children.

The family was playing for a while, and the adults slowly stepped back and sat aside to watch the children throw arrows. There were five people who were still shooting arrows on the field. In addition to three children, there were two more. One was naturally a mediocre childlike innocence, while the other was Shi Bailing, the adopted daughter of Zhang Huan in Chenliusuo. Her brother Shi Yang sat on the side like an adult watching the battle, as if he was disdainful to play this childish game with the children.

"Little bad guy, you've shot twice in a row!" Pingping was so worried that she pulled Li Qi out of the front. Li Qi couldn't get into the team and ran to the end with a smile.

"Baoling, it's your turn." Pingping held Shi Bailing, who was like a pink sculpture, and whispered in her ear: "Don't hurry, see it and then vote!"

Shi Bailing is less than four years old this year. When she was in Chenliu, she was skinny and covered with lice. After more than a month of care, she gradually gained weight and rosy skin. With her round and big eyes, she was actually a very cute little girl. She loved her most, especially Pingping liked her.

Shi Bailing was very shy and didn't talk much. She took two arrows and threw them at the bottle mouth one after another, but she was not involved because of her small strength.

"It's okay, vote again."

Pingping took another arrow and handed it to her, "Come on! Aunt Ping teaches you."

Pingping half-kneeled down, held her little shoulder, picked up an arrow and showed her hand shape, "Did you see, you should take the arrow like this, right! Just like that, use some strength!"

Under Pingping's careful teaching, Shi Bailing threw it with all his might, and the arrow hit the bottle's mouth. The little girl clapped her palms and jumped up happily. Unfortunately, the arrow bounced at the bottle's mouth and landed on the ground again. The girl's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"It's okay! It's okay! This is actually a throw-in." Pingping quickly picked up the arrow and stuffed it into the bottle.

"Aunt Ping, you are cheating." Li Qi, who was standing at the end, suddenly shouted, "This is obviously not invested!"

"Bai Ling, line up behind." Shi Yang next to him suddenly shouted at his sister.

Shi Bailing was afraid of his brother, so he ran to the back and lined up.

"What kind of brother is this? It's so fierce!" Pingping saw that the little girl was scared away, so he had to mutter, take out the arrow again, and said angrily: "It's my turn."

Her hands were long and her legs were long, and three arrows were naturally shot. She screamed "Ha!" and hurriedly ran to Zhu Guanghui, who was responsible for giving the prizes. She stretched out her hand, "Give me my prize."

Zhu Guanghui quickly bowed and smiled, "Mrs. Ping was hit by three arrows in a row, so she can choose the armor grade. I wonder which one is needed?"

The prizes are very rich, almost all of them were some treasures Zhang Huan obtained from the Uighur Palace back then. Pingping had long been attracted by a Damascus horn scimitar inlaid with rubies. She pointed at the scimitar and was about to speak, but suddenly hesitated for a moment, then turned around and glanced at Shi Bailing. Seeing that she did not hit the target again, she lowered her head and went back to the back, but Li Qi hit an arrow and was running towards her with excitement on her face.

"Madam, do you want this scimitar?" Zhu Guanghui pointed at the scimitar and asked with a smile.

"No! I don't want that anymore." Pingping glanced at the prize rack, suddenly pointed to a string of big pearl necklaces with thumb and said, "I want that string of pearls."

Zhu Guanghui was a little surprised. Mrs. Ping never used jewelry, so why did she have to tie a pearl necklace? Even though she was surprised, he immediately took off the pearl necklace and handed it to Pingping, "Madam!"

"Aunt Ping, I'm also attracted." Li Qi ran over like a gust of wind and pulled Pingping, "Aunt Ping, please help me choose."

"You choose it yourself! I'm going to throw an arrow." Pingping pinched the pearl necklace in his hand, turned around and left.

Here, a few little kids made another round, but no one made a shot. Pingping secretly stuffed the pearl to her when Shi Bailing was at the end, "This is for you."

"Do you really give it to me?" Shi Bailing asked in surprise, looking at the round and shiny pearls.

"Yes, Aunt Ping really gave it to you." Pingping put the pearl necklace on her. The crystal pearls and her rosy little face shone brightly. Pingping sincerely praised: "What a beautiful little girl."

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, turned around and glared at Shi Yang fiercely. Shi Yang swallowed the words he wanted to scold him again. Then she happily pulled Shi Bailing up, "Let's go! Aunt Ping teaches you to vote, you will definitely vote this time."

Several adults and children were throwing arrows in high spirits, but Pei Ying bent Zhang Huan here and whispered: "Get rid of the disease, have you seen it?"

"What did you see?" Zhang Huan was pondering the multi-phase setting, and was abducted by his wife and woke up suddenly.

Pei Ying knew that he was distracted, so she pointed at Pingping and Shi Bailing and said, "Bailing is an orphan. I think Pingping likes her so much, otherwise, just give her Pingping the daughter!"

Zhang Huan looked at Pingping and Bailing who was throwing arrows together. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Shi Yang, who was full of concern for his sister, and smiled and said, "I have no objection, the key is that he agrees." Zhang Huan whispered to Shi Yang.

Pei Ying smiled and said, "This is no problem. I'll tell him that if my sister has a support, he can go out and do things in the future."

Zhang Huan also nodded. Pingping refused to marry him, but if she had a daughter, her mind might change. He gently patted Pei Ying's back of her hand, "I'll ask you for this."

After saying that, he stood up and apologized: "The court meeting will be held tomorrow. I will prepare first. I will teach you here."

"Get sick." Pei Ying suddenly called him and asked hesitantly: "I want to go back to my parents' home to visit relatives tomorrow. Do you agree?"

Zhang Huan had already heard that the Pei family caused a dispute after Pei Mingyuan came back, and the quarrel was very serious. Pei Ying wanted to go back to resolve the problem of the head of the Pei family. He did not object, so he nodded and said, "Okay! I will send more guards to escort you, so be careful."

Pei Ying looked at her husband gratefully, and then carefully reminded her: "You must come back early to rest in the evening, don't stay up late, do you know?"

Zhang Huan smiled and bowed, "Madam, don't worry, I have approved all the memorials during the day, and I promise not to stay up late tonight."

In the drizzle, two rows of orange-red lanterns hung on both sides of the dragon chariot. Three hundred cavalry guards walked towards Linde Hall around the dragon chariot. In addition, more than a dozen eunuchs and five or six palace maids followed. In a moment, Zhang Huan came to Linde Hall. The imperial study room had been cleaned up, the light was soft and bright. More than eighty memorials were neatly marked on the table. In the small room next to the imperial study room, another living man, Yang Qian, was already sitting.

Zhang Huan entered the room and sat down. He took a sip of hot tea and asked, "Is there a memorial from the Censorate?"

"Report to Your Majesty, there is no memorial from the Censorate tonight." An Zhongshun handed over the memorial catalog, "Please check it out."

Zhang Huan took the catalog of memorials and took a brief look. There was a memorial from the Salt and Iron Supervisor Yang Yan on the release of monopoly goods, which was limited to three categories: salt, iron and wine. All the rest were allowed to be allowed to be allowed to be allowed to be collected; Zhang Yanshang proposed to collect private bronzes and cast a batch of Kaiyuan Tongbao gold and silver coins, and allowed to be circulated on the market; there was a Jingzhao Yin Han Yannian who suggested that the closure of the ward gate was abolished, and that the people would be allowed to go to the night, etc.

They were all very constructive opinions, and Zhang Huan was deeply satisfied with this. After only half a month in power, the atmosphere of the court began to improve step by step. Zhang Huan signed the memorial, pointed to Zhang Yanshang's memorial and ordered: "Let's start with it!"
Chapter completed!