The soul travels through the middle Tang Dynasty, the imperial era, the empress is powerful. The monk in the curtain, rich and powerful for ten years, is not as good as the drug dealer in Luoyang. The case of Di Gong, the cloud is treacherous, who is in charge of the agency? Turn. Control Crane Mansion, Xiao Zhang blows the flute, the lotus is brilliant, not as good as Liu Lang's small waist. There are thousands of royal relatives, aristocratic families, and people in power. Who can live half of their lives when they die? Break, turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain, look at my tactics. Brew tea, flap your fans, raise your beautiful wife and thrush, and let the wind and clouds calm down. There is no word on the stele, full of success or failure. Looking back, I am dazzled .