After the Lantern Festival, His Majesty the Emperor was in a good mood. First, Yang Huzi's rebels did not go south to the imperial capital as they wished, and second, the imperial concubine recently learned a dance, and His Majesty the Emperor could compose a new song.

The big and small things of the Tang Dynasty fell on the shoulders of Duke Wei. Perhaps, they should be called Prime Minister Wei now.

On the same day when Duke Wei succeeded to the position of prime minister, the news of Li Linfu's death spread throughout the imperial capital.

This old prime minister who had been glorious for half his life, at the time of his death, except for a few loyal officials in the mansion, he did not even have a chance to die. His children escaped from the imperial capital early, for fear of being implicated, so many gold, silver and jewelry in the mansion were taken away.

Those important officials who were originally Li Linfu's faction had been demoted at this time. Some people who had left the Li Linfu's faction and were unwilling tolerate the Duke of Wei's style. They were secretly supported by His Majesty the Emperor.

This also made Duke Wei unable to fully extend his strength as he wished, and he was still somewhat restrained after all.

On the second day after the death of the old prime minister Li Linfu, Duke Wei met with His Majesty the Emperor and discussed in Tai Chi Hall for a long time, and put Li Linfu on the head for the crime of treason. The final result was nothing more than two words, and the family was destroyed.

His Majesty the Emperor just ordered the children of Li Linfu who had already fled from the Prime Minister's Mansion to be found and killed on the spot, and did not investigate the responsibility. After all, the Emperor is still very grateful to Li Linfu for his achievements in such a prosperous era.

After leaving the imperial city, Duke Wei and his army of 300 Shen Ce completely sealed the prime minister's mansion. In the evening, Li Linfu's body was hung outside the imperial city to serve as a warning to you.

No one dared to object in the entire imperial capital. Even Li Linfu's most optimistic heir, Yuan Congzheng, did not stand up and say a word.

Once a person loses power, he can see many things, but if he loses his life, he will not be able to see anything.

I don’t know if Li Linfu, who was hanging outside the imperial city at this time, could see it. No one knew it. He just occasionally approached the flat-headed people who had looked at them for a few times, and they were whispering in secret. Li Linfu’s eyes were open.

Die with your eyes open to keep looking at those people.

Without the orders of His Majesty the Emperor and the Duke of Defense, Li Linfu's body could only continue to be exposed to the sun outside the imperial city.

Maybe it was because Li Linfu did a lot of evil in his early years, but now he ended up like this. Duke of Wei would pass by under the imperial city every morning, lift up the curtain of the carriage, and look at Li Linfu's body with a smile.

His political enemies fell, and he would be able to speak out in one word in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty.

Han Changli decided to leave the palace today. He had not been to the Hanlin Academy for a long time. Since New Year's Day this year, until now, he seems to have become a idler, without endless memorials and countless annoying things.

He put on the white robe he had just walked into the imperial capital, without any other decorations. He was just a scholar today, not the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy who had lost his power.

He walked out of the mansion and walked towards Chang'anfang. Han Changli soon came to Meng Dongye's small courtyard. He wandered for a long time before he made up his mind and gently knocked on the door.

Only the voice of a young woman came from the yard, the woman who was redeemed by Li Sanpang for the Wenwen Drinking Party and has now become Meng Dongye's wife.

"Mr. Han." The woman recognized Han Changli and was a little surprised. Han Changli rarely came to Meng Dongye's home alone.

"Well, is Meng Dongye here?" Han Changli asked, but his eyes looked deep in the yard and did not see Meng Dongye.

"Husband is not at home." The woman shook her head and replied.

I originally wanted to invite Han Changli into the room, but I felt it was inappropriate. She is now Meng Dongye's inner room, not the woman who accompanied her to drink wine at the cultural party.

"Well, then I won't disturb you much." Han Changli hugged her fists, was about to leave, and turned to the woman and said, "If he comes back, tell him that my mansion will ask him to help take care of her for some time."

After saying that, Han Changli turned around and left, not long after saying that, and thought that when Meng Dongye heard the news, he should understand what he meant.

The woman looked at Han Changli's back as she left, and was a little confused. Han Changli seemed to be a little different today.

Afterwards, Han Changli went to an alley outside Kaihuafang. The last time he surrounded Yang Huzi, the old Taoist priest and two famous actors from Lijingmen, both walked out of this alley.

Even the mansion of Mr. Qian Zangzhen was deep in this alley. Han Changli walked around the alley, but he didn't get into any yard. He laughed and walked out of the alley with a laugh.

He did not dare to see Li Sanpang because Li Sanpang was too smart. If he saw himself at this time, he would definitely guess his intention. Then he had to give up the decision he had finally made.

After leaving Kaihuafang, Han Changli arrived at Pingkangfang again. He did not walk into the cultural party, but just outside the door, he looked at the largest wing room on the second floor. She did not stand in front of the window.

"Okay." Han Changli said to himself, a smile squeezed out on his face.

He turned around again, and walked to the distance with the strange eyes of several beautiful women at the Wenshang Party.

Putting his hands behind his back, Han Changli felt that he had seen all his friends in the imperial capital, the ranger Meng Dongye, the mysterious "three young master" Li Sanpang, and Yan Lingbin, a household beauty in the imperial capital.

Next, it's time to do serious things.

For some reason, a face suddenly appeared in his heart. He patted his forehead gently and shook his head. How could he forget him?

I found a carriage and told the coachman that he was going to a tavern in the West City.

Even though Han Changli knew that Guo Xiaojiu might not be in the imperial capital at this time, he still chose to go. At this time, it was obvious that he would be better than him.

After getting off the carriage, Han Changli was a little surprised. The winery was still doing business. The laughter from the winery made him confused. Han Changli approached the door of the winery. He saw Qian Zangzhen holding the erhu and squinting his eyes and telling about it. He also saw Qian Zangzhen beside Qian Zangzhen, the maid with a sunny smile on his face.

"So, this old man has been here all the time." Han Changli, who got the answer, turned around and prepared to leave again.

He walked out of the alley and walked towards the imperial city.

Han Changli did not show up, there was a man and a woman who had been following him.

When he saw Han Changli wandering around the entire imperial capital for most of the time, Jiu Sanliang was a little confused. He looked at Han Changli's back as he left: "Where will he go next?"

"This scholar seems to be worse than you, so I don't have any interest in where he goes." The poem did not stop and decided to follow.

"Do you want to report to the Crown Prince first? It's been following him for several days. Today he is the only one. Can you choose to do it?" Jiu Sanliang touched his chin and slowly opened the folding fan in his hand.

"If you want to go, I will continue to be idle for a while." Shi didn't even look back, and walked forward with her xylophone on her back.

Jiu Sanliang shook his head slightly, showing his dissatisfaction with this senior sister.

A young man with a sword and a sword walked down from the attic of the wine shop. The young man went to the back of the counter, made some wine, and walked out of the wine shop. He looked into the distance and smiled: "Han Changli, no matter what trouble you have today, I have to help you solve it, just because you still remember me, Guo Xiaojiu."

Guo Xiaojiu staggered out of the alley. Every time he walked a distance, he would tap the scabbard and hum a small song.

He was on the wooden ladder of the wine shop. He was originally listening to Qian Zangzhen's storytelling, but it was really boring. He just wanted to go downstairs to get some wine to drink when he saw Han Changli outside the wine shop and turned around to leave.

I originally wanted to chase him out, but I called him to say something to him, but I saw two familiar faces.

Guo Xiaojiu didn't know why the two killers, Jiu Sanliang and Shi Lianglian, appeared in the imperial capital, but their target was Han Changli, who was a good brother who accompanied him from Henan Road to outside Henan Prefecture, so he naturally could not sit idly by.

It was not until after walking for a long time that Guo Xiaojiu hurriedly found a secret corner and hid his figure. There was no sound of knocking on the scabbards, nor the little songs humming in his mouth.

Han Changli stood under the imperial city, and he looked up and looked at the corpse hanging outside the imperial city.

The two lines of poetry following him far away, and a few slight appreciation appeared in his eyes. Unexpectedly, there was such an interesting scholar in this imperial capital, so his appearance was not that important.

She decided to take back what she had said before, and she began to be interested in the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy.
Chapter completed!