Proof of the Sun King

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brief introduction:

A small family member, but involves an ancient secret. A bizarre murder case brought a love-minded and passionate eldest lady and a cold and arrogant little maid in front of him. Are they really just innocent people involved? The West Lake Broken Bridge is treacherous. Love is on the line. The truth is just a short distance away.

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Chapter 001 Homecoming

Southern Dynasties, Qi State, Qiantang, Xiling Bridge.

The moon wheel hangs high in the sky, and the night fog curls on the road.

An oil wall truck came from far to near, galloping lightly on the small road in the south of the Yangtze River. There was a pair of lanterns in front of the car, and as the wheel bumped the car, a delicate and graceful "Su" character on the lights also swayed.

The chariot was draped with a veil of veil, and in front of the chariot was a coachman sitting on the reins. The moonlight is like water, and the earth is not dark. More importantly, he has already walked this road, and he can walk on the ground with his eyes closed, so the night does not affect the speed of the car at all.

The drapery undulates with the wind, sometimes revealing three figures in the car. In the center is a girl in a crimson robe, with cloudy hair on the temples, trembling with steps, and looking from behind, I can see a slender neck, like a graceful swan.

The **** the left is dressed in white, and the **** the right is in blue. Looking at the clothes and hairstyle, she is still dressed as the girl in the boudoir. It is obviously the maid of the beauties in crimson clothes. However, seeing the three of them sitting in the same seat, walking at night under the moon, the crisp laughter spread all the way, obviously they are sisters in love.

The girl in the red dress in the center is Su Yaoyao, the first girl in Qiantang, and the girls in green and white clothes on the left and right are a pair of maids who are her sisters: Bai Su and Qingting. The three girls’ night walk was an appointment by Mr. Ruan, who went to the official’s house. Tonight, Mr. Ruan set up a feast and invited local talents and beauties. The poetry and books were romantic and unparalleled for a while.

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Suddenly, the night that was like frost suddenly changed, from a cold light white to a golden light, as if a sun that had been sealed for ten thousand years suddenly broke free and leaped into the air.

The driver of the car, Lao Huang, couldn't see anything, so he was so panicked that he hurriedly pulled the reins, the two horses were suddenly pulled by him, the man stood up, and the four hooves with big bowls slammed on the ground. The car stopped abruptly.

"Ouch!" The three girls in the car were caught off guard, and almost fell out of the car because of the sudden stop. Fortunately, the three of them sat together. Although the three girls were delicate and light, how wide an oil wall car can be, so I didn't get out of the way, and it's okay to fall with a hairpin across the temples. If I choked my face, it would ruin a perfect face that I still feel pity for.

"Old Huang, what's going on?"

Su Yaoyao was a little sullen, she covered her face with her hands to block the strong light, and immediately lifted the curtain, bowed down, and stood on the car. The two girls, Bai Su and Qingting, also followed out. The three of them stood at the front of the car and looked up at the sky. When they saw the wonders in the sky, they were stunned.

I saw a huge golden wheel-shaped thing like a golden wheel held by the Heavenly King hovering in the air, and the radiant light of the sun was radiated from it.

It swayed in the air and seemed to be powerless to support it. Suddenly, the golden wheel-shaped thing exploded, and the huge shock wave seemed to ripple in circles, rippling in all directions, and the driver Lao Huang screamed, a The lazy donkey rolled over and got out of the car, and got into the bottom of the car.

But the three girls, Su Yaoyao, Bai Su, and Qingting, were unable to avoid it, and the golden light passed through them. The three beautiful girls swayed and fell softly to the ground.

The golden light disappeared, and the golden wheel in the air also disappeared. There were fires in several places near and far, and gunpowder smoke rose. The night returned to the cold, quietly shining on the three slender and moving carcasses.

The night dew is crystal clear, the orchid dew is like crying eyes. The grass is like grass, the pine is like a cover, the path is silent

The oil tanker was parked there, and the two horses snorted blankly, as if nothing had happened.

Time flies, five hundred years later...

The moon is on the willow shoots, and the lanterns are just beginning to come on, which is the bustling time of Qinhuai. Beside Taoyedu, a young man shook a small fan and walked over. Many pedestrians on the road greeted him warmly when they saw him: "Brother Han", the young man also smiled and returned the courtesy, very polite.

This brother Han was wearing a round-neck robe with leather belts around his waist, a pair of footless hair on his head, and a beautiful rose flower on his temples, which made his handsome face look a bit enchanting. However, there is no way, this is the custom of the Song Dynasty, from the emperor to the common people, as long as it is a man, he likes hairpins.

The young man with hairpin in front of him was tall and handsome, with delicate eyebrows and eyes. When the corners of his lips were not smiling, he also had a three-pointed smile, slightly upturned, very flattering. A pair of black and bright raised eyebrows made his eyes particularly energetic, and he seemed to be able to talk between Gu Pan, which was different from those men who were covered in greasy hair and insisted on hairpins. When I saw him, I couldn't help but look at him.

This person's name is Yang Han, and three days ago he was a member of the Nanjing Street Division of the Jiankang House in our Song Dynasty. The sub-district department is in charge of the city streets, and its functions and status are roughly similar to those of later generations of urban management, except that in the Song Dynasty, the functions of urban management were quite large. Illegal occupation of roads and other affairs and one.

Those who can do this are either rascals like Niu Er who can control people, or they must be nimble, rudderless, alert and shrewd, but when he really wants him to be tough with others, he can also make a good fist and stick, not only It can bend and stretch, and it has to be soft and hard.

Yang Han belongs to the latter group. He is articulate, alert and clever, and has a good kung fu. Although he was a small citizen at the bottom of the society, the two and three hundred years of the Song Dynasty were the most prosperous and prosperous dynasties for the common people among the dynasties.

If you do not have the ambition to make meritorious feudal lords and conquer the world, and you just want to be a commoner, or you only have the ability to be a commoner, then if you were born in the Song Dynasty, you have cultivated the merits of several generations. In other dynasties, the life of common people But far from it.

Therefore, Yang Han, a small city administrator in Jiankang City in the Song Dynasty, lived a very enjoyable life. Unfortunately, three days ago, he lost this fat man.

It's not that Yang Han enforces the law impartially and offends some big person, or that he has run into a rogue with some background. He can't do it because the head of the Street Division, Mr. Si Li, has taken a fancy to him and wants to take his daughter. marry him.

The head division is equivalent to the "captain of the city management team". People are people in the yamen, and people like Yang Han are recruited by the head division, so to be precise, Yang Han is the head division of the people. Grandpa's rice bowl. To be able to become the quick son-in-law of the master master, it is only because the ancestral graves have smoked.

However, Yang Han is also a well-rounded person. He is very familiar with the rats of the city fox community in Jiankang City, and his eyes and ears are very well-informed. He knows more about this precious daughter of Master Chief Secretary than Master Chief Si himself, how can he be willing? promise.

Master Li's daughter, Li Xiu, was born beautifully, but she was not very disciplined. According to the news Yang Han heard, this girl Li had a few good friends, and even had an abortion for a recent good-looking scholar named Mu Si. Chu.

As the saying goes, it is better to marry a prostitute than to marry a red apricot. Yang Han is also a man of ambition, so he would not be a scapegoat for the surnamed Mu, who was pointed out and ridiculed behind his back. Therefore, Yang Han did everything in his power to smear himself and refused to give in.

But this Master Li doesn't know what's wrong, he doesn't know the reason why a twisted melon is not sweet, and he actually threatens his messenger. Yang Han naturally refused to submit~www.wuxiamtl.com~ so he lost his job. In the past two days, people on the street mentioned the disappearance of Yang Han, and many people couldn't help but sigh and feel sorry for him, but they didn't want to show up this evening.

There is a restaurant next to Taoyedu, Yang Han walked in, picked up a table and sat down, and said loudly: "The shopkeeper, a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, a drawer of crab yellow buns, and a dime of wine!"

When Du Xiaoniang, who was wearing an apron, saw that it was Yang Han, she was overjoyed. My sister likes to be pretty. Who doesn't like to see handsome young children? She and her father take care of the store. Every time Yang Han comes, the duck blood vermicelli soup is full of ingredients, and he is willing to give him a spoon of pepper. She promptly agreed, and got busy.

Yang Han turned his head and saw Lao Fan who was carrying a burden passing by. He hurriedly shouted again, "Hi! Lao Fan, come in and cut me half a tael of mutton and a pair of pig pancreas."

This old Fan is a person who sells cooked food by carrying a load, and Yang Han is also familiar with it. When he heard his call, he hurriedly entered the store, put down the pole, put the chopping board on Yang Han's table, picked up a piece of mutton and cut it up. , while cutting and laughing: "Brother Han is looking for another job, where will he make his fortune now?"

Yang Han and other places were what he said. He glanced around proudly and saw that everyone's ears perked up, and then he smiled reservedly: "It can't be talked about, it's not possible to talk about it, it's just thanks to our Jiankang House. Master Li appreciates it, and now he is a small steward in the Li Mansion."

Lao Fan was taken aback and exclaimed: "Oh! It's amazing! Where is the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door. Brother Han, you are in charge of the mansion of Master Li, I'm afraid that you are not inferior to Li Zhusi's status, right?"

Yang Han smiled faintly, not good at touting himself, but he did not deny it, obviously tacitly acquiescing to his words. Originally, why did he dress up in a hairpin and wear a sachet around his waist, and appear suavely in the area he was in charge of before?

Homecoming!

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