Time Travel: Unrivaled in the Tang Dynasty

Under the arrangement of the Minister of Justice Liu Gongdao, Hou Junji was quickly carried out by the jailers of the Heavenly Prison, covered with sackcloth!

After lifting the sackcloth, Ye Haoran could clearly see that it was the old mansion governor Jun Ji!

At this time, he was old and frail, and was dying!

The dazzling sunset made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he squinted his eyes slightly!

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak!

"Carry it away!"

Ye Haoran gave an order, and the Beggar Gang disciple behind him stepped forward to take Hou Junji and left in a hurry!

Just when Ye Haoran walked to the Suzaku Gate and was about to leave the imperial city, Liu Gongdao flashed out from the city wall!

"Master Ye! Don't forget what you promised me!"

Liu Gongdao said with a cold face!

"Don't worry, Master Liu! Ye is a man of his word. Just go back home and wait for him!"

"Humph!"

Liu Gongdao left angrily!

"Hey!"

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Ye Haoran was unwilling to offend this upright Minister of Justice!

I just hope nothing unexpected happens to Chen Qinglian!

But what you fear often comes true!

Liu Shishi brought her maid Huier to the Small Wild Goose Pagoda!

The Small Wild Goose Pagoda is divided into seven floors, and the amount of silver required for each floor is different!

"It's Miss Liu! Master Ye has booked the seventh floor and has been waiting for a long time!"

When the guard saw the master and servant, he hurried forward to lead them!

"Marshal Ye is really thoughtful. He came here early to wait!"

Huier sighed!

Liu Shishi was secretly delighted and couldn't wait to climb to the seventh floor!

The seventh floor is the top of the tower, and the original space is not very spacious!

A huge screen divides the venue into two parts. There is a small wooden table on each side of the screen, with paper and ink on them, and under the table is an exquisite futon!

Behind the screen, you can clearly see a figure standing with his hands behind his back!

"Miss! Why do I feel something strange? Could this person be a liar?"

Huier insisted on her guess!

"Shut up! What do you know? This is called hazy beauty. I've seen it in books!"

Liu Shishi scolded in a low voice, but her eyes were fixed on the figure behind the screen!

At this time, Chen Qinglian was standing on the tower in men's clothes and felt awkward. She didn't understand what Ye Haoran's purpose was in asking her to impersonate himself!

"My humble name is Liu Shishi. May I ask if you are Ye Haoran, Lord Ye?"

Liu Shishi's tone was extremely gentle, and Hui'er, who was standing beside her, got goose bumps all over her body!

The figure did not reply, but slowly sat cross-legged!

Liu Shishi didn't understand, but she also followed the example of the person opposite and sat cross-legged on the cushion!

I saw the figure opposite me picking up a pen and writing in one go, lifting the paper with one hand!

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The paper then passed through the gauze of the screen and landed on Liu Shishi's wooden table!

Liu Shishi was stunned, looking at the broken marks on the gauze, she sighed in her heart, it was indeed Marshal Ye. It was rumored that Marshal Ye's martial arts had reached the pinnacle, and it was indeed extraordinary when she saw him today!

This is like a girl who is a fan of her idol. As long as he is her idol, even if he falls, she will think that his falling posture is the coolest!

Liu Shishi sighed and quickly took the paper. What is this?

There was a love poem written on the paper:

Once the sea is hard to be watered,

Except Wushan is not a cloud.

Take a lazy look back at the flowers,

Half is destined to practice Taoism and half is destined to be a king.

This was what Ye Haoran had already written for Chen Qinglian. Chen Qinglian just copied it, but in Liu Shishi's eyes, he became her idol. He picked up a pen to write a poem, and it was a poem written for herself!

What a soulful poem!

His excitement was beyond words, so he picked up his brush, thought for a moment and wrote back:

Twenty-eight years of loneliness,

Three thousand knots of lovesickness.

I don't know what you mean,

But see the plum blossoms bloom!

Carefully pushing the paper through the crack, Liu Shishi smiled!

As expected of Marshal Ye, this way of expressing feelings through pen and paper is so romantic!

However, he didn't know that Chen Qinglian opposite him had a helpless look on his face, but had to pick up the pen again!