"It's confusing, not literary or martial... Did the Taoist priest just say the prophecy?"

Yang Erniang was smart and studious since childhood, and was well-versed in many books. She had only made several interpretations of Li Yao's thoughts. This statement was just a question that was clear.

Li Yao looked at Yang Erniang deeply and said earnestly: "I am just inspired by my feelings. It is not impossible for my wife to regard it as a prophecy. However, things in the world are impermanent and people's hearts are unpredictable. Please don't tell others if you tell me about it. If you cause trouble, everything will be in vain."

Yang Erniang bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice, I have received the teachings."

Although Li Yao doesn't seem to be lying, this is not the guidance Yang Erniang originally expected to hear.

After all, Li Yao's statement will take a long time to verify, and it will really help her real problems.

As the dynasty changed, Yang Erniang's family had a great decline. Except for the warriors who treated her as respectful as guests, none of the other Wu family gave her a good look.

And she is also a difficult-to-conquer person in her bones.

Although she is a pregnant woman, she is a little older and has a much higher risk of giving birth than a young woman, she feels that if she doesn't want to end up with a miserable ending, she must give birth to a son.

Now, she has given birth to an older daughter and it is very smooth. If it is true that her second child in her womb is still a daughter, then she will have to add more effort to Lao Wu in the future...

Just as Yang Erniang was thinking about it, a maid hurried in to report to Li Yao, saying that someone was visiting outside, Yang Erniang said that he would say goodbye in time.

After all, she was a noble family with a rigorous family tradition, and was not as good as a female crown like Li Yao who lacked the constraints of ethics. The noble woman showed up in public and sat in the same pavilion with strange men. After all, she was a bit unethical.

Li Yao didn't like outsiders entering and leaving the deep courtyard of his home, so he took advantage of the time to see Yang Erniang out in person to meet new visitors.

When Li Yao appeared at the door and watched Yang Erniang leave in a car, a young woman next to the door stepped forward and asked, "Please forgive me, is Taoist priest Li Mingzhen?"

Seeing that the dress she was wearing was simple but the fabric was of high quality, Li Yao nodded and said, "It's me, I don't know if my wife is..."

The woman hurriedly took out a mud gold invitation from her arms, handed it forward with her hands, and said respectfully: "I am a family member of the Princess of Qi. I am the order of the Princess of Qi to invite Master Li to come to the mansion and tell him. Master Wan Wang must appreciate the glory."

Li Yao felt a little nervous, and he couldn't help but feel a little alert, and asked, "Please forgive me for being promiscuous. I wonder if it was the Princess Qi who invited me or the King of Qi himself?"

Perhaps the woman didn't expect Li Yao to ask this question, and blurted out without thinking: "Of course it's my prince..."

As soon as she said that, she suddenly realized that this was inappropriate, and then added with a smile: "The prince and the princess heard the name of the Taoist priest, and wanted to make friends with the Taoist priest."

"this……"

Li Yao frowned slightly, pretended to hesitate for a moment, and apologized: "I would like to ask my wife to go back to endorse the speech. Thank you, the princess, for your love. However, I am inconvenient to travel, so it is really difficult to agree."

The woman's expression suddenly became tight, and she thought that Li Yao had a misunderstanding about her master. She quickly handed the invitation closer to her hand and persuaded her: "My prince and princess sincerely invite the Taoist priest, and have no other ideas. Please rest assured."

Li Yao lowered his voice and said sincerely: "I am the one who is waiting for the imperial edict, so I will never go anywhere. If your prince and princess don't dislike you, you can sit in the Baiyulou in Mingyuan. At that time, I will definitely welcome you grandly."

When the woman heard the word "Attachment", her eyes at Li Yao became complicated immediately. She had to withdraw the invitation in disappointment and nodded, "Okay, I will answer the Taoist priest truthfully and say goodbye."

Li Yao looked at the other party's back as he was leaving, and couldn't help sighing. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, a ox cart suddenly stopped at the door. Li Yao glanced at him and vaguely felt that the handlebar style with a big beard looked familiar. After looking closely, he recognized that the person was He Panzhi. Then he saw a young woman wearing green clothes walking down from the car. He suddenly realized that he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered to He Panzhi with a fake beard, "You'll leave quickly and tell your brother that we should contact us by letter in the future. If it's not a last resort, don't come to Mingyuan."

He Panzhi nodded heavily, helped the young woman put a few packages on the ground, and hurriedly left.

Li Yao sent a door boy to help pack his luggage and ordered a maid to lead the young woman into the garden, and then he leisurely retreated back to the gate.

Then half an hour later, a notice was posted on the huge billboard next to the gate of Mingyuan, stating that the owner of the Mingyuan was "on standby" at home and did not accept any invitations outside the palace. At the same time, it claimed that the Baiyu Tower in the garden would hold banquets from time to time, but there were certain conditions for participation. If the owner did not personally allow it, there were only two ways for the person to enter Mingyuan:

First, "revealing talents", that is, registering to pass the talent assessment and becoming a "talented person"; second, "providing wealth". If the visitor does not want to show his talents, or cannot pass the talent assessment, he must give gold with a real weight of no less than ten taels, or a gift with an hourly price of no less than a hundred pieces, otherwise he will be refused entry, and the price is marked clearly and the same is not deceived.

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"How old are the osmanthus trees? The flowers are more fragrant in autumn. I say that I am cold in the past, and I don't know the dew or frost..."

In the warm autumn sun, the flowers are soaring. In the middle of the tower of the Baiyu Tower in Mingyuan, a middle-aged gentleman with wide robe and big sleeves played the jade zither while singing the poems he wrote. His face was pleasant, the sound of the piano was melodious and ups and downs, making people forget the customs.

And beside him, there were five men and five women sitting around.

Pei Shenfu, who was concentrating on listening, Chu Suiliang with his eyes slightly closed, Ren Yaxiang with a distracted mind, Li Chunfeng, who sat upright but was distracted, Ma Binwang, who was fluttering in white, An Hongyu with red clothes, Princess Luling with charming eyes, Li Yao who was watching the fall of osmanthus flowers, and Li Yao Xuanwei and Zhang Xuanmiao, who were sitting on both sides of Li Yao. This scene seemed like a magical painting from the painting of Wu Daozi, the "painting saint" of the Tang Dynasty.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it took several days of drizzle in Chang'an. Until today, it was only a clear day. When Li Yao checked the days, he found that it was just a "rest". He felt that it was a cold and lonely place recently and was very bored, so he sent an invitation and invited several acquaintances to come to the party.

When Li Yaonian, the great poet who played the piano well and the drunkard Wang Ji, couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.

No wonder many people in later generations commented that Li Bai was considered a drunkard compared to him. Li Yao just added some ingredients to the turbid wine and made a batch of crude sake. As a result, this man became addicted to drinking. Not only did he decline his own posture and sincerely serve as a guest for her, but he also asked his wife and children to come over. He actually said that he would rather be a zither master in Baiyulou than wear a robe and a golden hook. Even if he died of drunkenness, he would have no regrets. He was really addicted to alcohol.
Chapter completed!