Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

It’s not that she is very patient. If she were really asked to choose, she would want to finish all the tasks within a day.

Unfortunately, Li Shimin was a man who loved to travel. He set out for Luoyang in February this year. Chang'an to Luoyang was less than 2 kilometers, but there were 24 palaces on the way. Erfeng took 15.5 days to walk, and only walked kilometers a day.

It’s not known when she will come back. If she wants to rely on her skills to get into the palace, she must at least wait for the real owner to come back.

(According to the Old Book of Tang, Li Shimin set out in February of the 2th year of Zhenguan and arrived in Luoyang in March. He started his career in the 3th year of Zhenguan and arrived in Chang'an in the intercalary February. He stayed in Luoyang for 2 months.)

He turned around and asked Zhou Ying, "Have you said hello to the front? If Cui Shaoqing comes, remember to let him know."

Zhou Ying nodded quickly. "Master, don't worry. I take your instructions very seriously. I reminded them three times yesterday. I guarantee that as soon as Cui Shaoqing steps into the door of our Lexian Tower, we will know about it."

Although he didn't know why his master wanted to see Shangguan from the Dali Temple, he just had to do as he was told.

Cui Bianxu, who was being thought of by Jiang Shangxian, was writing furiously at this moment and sent someone to Luoyang to deliver a memorial.

This story has to start from last night.

After finding nothing in Helan Mansion in the middle of the night and sweating profusely, Cui Bianxu and the other two entered a dream of gold and powder.

Although searching Jinfenmeng was easier than searching Helan Chushi's house, it still took a lot of time. They did find a dark room, but there was nothing inside, and the missing girls were not found at all.

On the contrary, the ladies who worked in the dream of gold and powder, because their workplaces were closed, they slept too much and their biological clocks affected them, all ran out late at night to watch the fun.

I thought there might be some useful information, but when I asked a few of the ladies in the Golden Powder Dream, they all looked like they knew it all before. "Which of us sisters hasn't been in there? Shangguan, you don't know, not only do those who are disobedient go in there to be taught a lesson, but those who accidentally do something wrong also go in there. If you don't believe me, ask Wu Sanniang, she's been in there the most."

Oh, Wu Sanniang also came out to watch the fun, but unfortunately her reason for going in was even more ridiculous.

"It's just greed. Whenever I see food, I can't move my body until I have a taste of it. But the most important thing for a dancer is her figure. Every time my waist grows an inch, my mother will lock me up and starve me for three days."

At the end of her speech, she pitifully pulled out a handkerchief from her chest, shook it, and then wiped away her tears as if it was real or fake.

Later generations all thought that fat was considered beautiful in the Tang Dynasty. In fact, it was not true. Slenderness was considered beautiful in the early and late Tang Dynasty. Only during the Wu Zetian period was plumpness considered beautiful. And this plumpness had nothing to do with obesity. People were round and plump, with soft waists without fat, and skin as white and smooth as jade.

It was still the early Tang Dynasty at that time, and the dancers had strict requirements on their figures. They had to measure their measurements almost every day. Wu Sanniang dared to secretly gain an inch, and the punishment was only three days of starvation. Compared with the torture suffered by those who were disobedient, it was nothing at all.

Cui Bianxu felt like vomiting because of the smell of these women and was given a headache by their noise. After tossing and turning all night, he returned to the Dali Temple to rest. As soon as he entered the door, someone came to tell him that two people had died in the prison.

He was filled with low pressure, and seemed to be surrounded by an invisible evil spirit. If it weren't for the death of two key figures in the case, it would be too serious and no one would dare to take the responsibility easily, and the yamen runners would not dare to report it.

"After I left last night, who has been imprisoned in the Dali Temple?"

"Sir, no one except us has been inside. The coroner said that the innermost tooth in their mouths was replaced long ago. Our subordinates didn't check it out, so they broke the tooth that was installed later..."

The bailiffs were also feeling miserable. Who knew these people were so fearless and scheming? They had checked the people when they were captured. Their teeth were in good condition, with no holes to hide poison. Yet, their teeth were made into the shape of teeth and embedded in the gums.

How painful must this be? Tsk tsk tsk.

Except for Quchen and Yanyin, the brothel owner and the pimp all died suddenly. Ding Yuan performed the autopsy with great joy, and the preliminary result was that they died of poisoning.

Isn't this nonsense? It takes so much effort to hide it in dentures, so what else could it be but poison?

Cong Jinghai couldn't hold it in any longer, so he kicked the innocent door and cursed with a red face: "You idiot!"

Not to mention him, Cui Bianxu was so angry that his face turned ashen, like a grilled puffer fish. But he knew in his heart that the emperor was not in Chang'an, and the affairs of Chang'an City were all under the control of the prince. Even if he reported it, it would be useless. He could only submit a memorial to Luoyang.

And this has to happen quickly, otherwise the daylily will get cold!

However, the yamen runner also reported one thing: late last night, Quchen confessed some things again.

"Shaoqing, the Taoist nun said that there was something going on between her and Helan Qianniu..." The bailiff lowered his head and spoke unclearly.

Cui Bianxu had been up all night like a hawk, and his head was a little numb. He asked stupidly, "What's the matter?"

"She claimed to be Helan Qianniu's confidante..." The bailiff's tense face revealed a hint of ambiguity: "She said she was going to see Helan Qianniu, but in fact, she was going there for a tryst."

Such nonsense, not to mention Cui Bianxu, even Cong Jinghai didn't believe it. Helan Chushi is not crazy, what kind of beauty can't he get? Quchen is a middle-aged woman, huh.

Cui Bianxu no longer had any extra expression on his face at this time. He waved his hand to let him go, closed his eyes and thought of what Wang Mingqian said last night: You have changed.

How to remain unchanged?

A young boy of fifteen or sixteen is full of vigor and ambition. He thinks he is the best in the world and regards everything else as nothing.

Now he is twenty-one, and if possible, he would like to stay in this position and do what he should do. But since it concerns that person, what can he do even if he gets to the bottom of it?

The emperor is in his prime, and the crown prince has been acting a little strange since he fell off a horse and became lame in one leg last year. Although he often scolds him and openly favors the King of Wei, he has no intention of replacing the crown prince at the moment.

Empress Changsun always loved the Crown Prince the most. I heard that before her death last June, she begged Your Majesty to take good care of the Crown Prince. It's been less than a year now, so even if the Crown Prince did something wrong, would Your Majesty still depose him for this?

What's more, there is no evidence for this matter. Not to mention that he is a Shaoqing, even the Minister of the Dali Temple would not dare to take people to search the Eastern Palace!

His Majesty will certainly find a way to suppress such a scandal.

Therefore, there was not a single speculation in his memorial, only facts.

The emperor is not a fool. He will naturally understand what they can guess. If the son gets into trouble, the father will clean up the mess. This principle applies everywhere.

The memorial will be sent today and can be presented to His Majesty by the morning of the next day at the latest.

During the Tang Dynasty, post stations were highly developed, with a total of 1639 stations nationwide, employing over 500 people. These stations were divided into three types: land, water, and both land and water, and were fully equipped. Courier journeys were clearly defined, with the fastest being li per day. According to the Song Dynasty biography "The Biography of Yang Taizhen," the Tang Dynasty also established the position of Mingtu Shi, who used fast-moving camels to deliver official documents and correspondence.