Chapter 278: Lady Guo’s birthday (2)

"I had a quarrel with King Qing early in the morning. That bastard is really anger!" Yang Guozhong was still angry and paced back and forth in front of Yang Huahua with his hands crossed. His face turned red with excitement. He raised his arms and waved hard in the air, and his hands trembled constantly, "Idiot! What a fool. He did stupid things himself, but asked me to solve his funeral. He actually asked me to apologize to Li Qing."

Yang Guozhong sat down. Although he was angry, his eyes were nervously staring at Yang Huahua, "You didn't send anyone to tell Yuhuan about this!"

Yang Guozhong's emotions did not seem to affect Yang Huahua, nor did he pay attention to what he was saying. She held a small light Luo fan and leaned against a soft couch with gold wire. She carefully looked at the gift list that had just been sorted out. When she heard Yang Guozhong mention King Qing, her eyes immediately scanned King Qing and his party, giving gifts of 1,500 taels of gold and twenty-five diamonds. According to her Yang Huahua's standards, King Qing gave a generous gift, and was not a fool. However, the person who waved his arms in front of her had not paid a penny, which met the standards of the fool. However, Yang Guozhong then mentioned Li Qing's name, which made her unable to help pick up the gift list again and searched it carefully. She didn't see Li Qing's name. Yang Huahua felt a little disappointed, 'It seems that he would not come anymore.'

"I don't know this."

Yang Huahua responded absent-mindedly: "You know I'm going to treat you today, so there's no time to care about these things. My eldest sister happened to go to the Hot Spring Palace yesterday, so she took care of this matter."

Speaking of treating, she immediately thought of her generous income today. Her loss to Li Qing was like a wave in the sea. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared in Yang Huahua's heart. "By the way, it seems that Yang Guozhong has not delivered a gift yet!"

Yang Huahua put down the gift list and stared at Yang Guozhong. Her sharp gaze made Yang Guozhong restless, as if the tenant who was going out to hide from debts had just returned to the village and ran into the landlord who was collecting debts.

Yang Guozhong received countless rewards from the emperor this year, so many of them were said to be tired of counting money, but today he did not say anything, how could this be done? In terms of money, Yang Huahua has never been reserved. She glanced at Yang Guozhong and handed the gift list to the maid and ordered: "Tell the butler, no one who has not given gifts is allowed to enter the mansion."

After saying that, she looked at Yang Guozhong lazily, and her eyes seemed to say: "Everyone gave gifts, and now it's your fault."

The anger on Yang Guozhong's face had not completely disappeared, but he became a little stunned. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. He looked quite funny. His lips trembled twice, as if he was spasm, "Three sister, aren't you talking about me?"

"If you don't want to give it, forget it."

Yang Huahua smiled, and a dimples that were so terrifyingly loving appeared on the corner of her mouth, "In theory, this is just your intention. Whether you give it or not is on you, but if you forget this matter, I will always remember it in my heart, and I may mention it before the emperor."

The bare-fruit threat made Yang Guozhong's head bigger several times. He really didn't understand. Apart from her white skin and a little bit of beauty, Yang Huahua was useless. She was neither educated nor knew etiquette, and she acted as she wanted. She dared to laugh wildly in front of the emperor, but the emperor was obsessed with her and obeyed her words. Yang Guozhong sighed secretly, "Okay!"

He couldn't afford to offend him, so he had to agree helplessly, "Last month, the Emperor gave me a fairy pillow and gave it to you, even if it was a birthday gift for you."

"Is the fairy pillow in the world?" Yang Huahua remembered the pillow that was worshipped by Kucha, which was as beautiful as agate and as gentle as jade. It is said that when it sleeps, it can be seen in its ten continents, three islands, four seas, and five lakes. Therefore, it is called the fairy pillow, which is really a good treasure.

"Then it's a matter of determination!" Yang Huahua accepted his birthday gift readily, but did not hear Yang Guozhong's echo. When she glanced at her, she saw his hand touching her thighs. She couldn't help but slapped his pig's hand away and sneered: "I want to take advantage of you after I give you the fairy pillow. You won't suffer any loss!"

Just here, the bell ringing of 'Dang! Dang!' came from the bell tower. This was a signal that an important guest came to the door. Yang Huahua jumped up from the soft couch and walked out in a breeze. Halfway through, she turned back to Yang Guozhong and smiled: "If the third brother is fine, please greet the guests for me!"

It was still an hour before we left the banquet, but many low-ranking officials and some wealthy families in the capital arrived early. Lady Guo’s birthday party was also a great opportunity to know high-ranking officials to some extent. If it was not fully utilized, wouldn’t those hundreds of taels of gold be spent too unfairly?

Chen Xilie, the right servant of the Shangshu, was the first high-ranking official to arrive early. Since Zhang Qiu Jianqiong replaced him as the left prime minister, he seemed to have reached the end of his career, and over the past three years he gradually disappeared from people's sight. Just as he was about to enjoy his old age among women, a huge change suddenly occurred in the court. The prince was deposed, Zhang Qiu Jianqiong died, and a large number of backbones of the Zhang Qiu Party were demoted to local officials. This made Chen Xilie suddenly see hope for a comeback. He was originally a loyal backbone of the Prime Minister, but after the last lesson, he also knew that Li Linfu was already in the evening and was no longer a big tree to rely on. The Yang family was on a rapid rise and had become a new crown in the court, and could help him.

So, the first thing Chen Xilie did was to invite Yang Guozhong to his mansion, in the name of drinking and apologizing, but he called out his own wives and concubines to dance. The intention was self-evident. Yang Guozhong was really not polite, so he chose his most charming and beloved concubine and took it back to his mansion, and earned a dowry that Chen Xilie gave him.

Hard work pays off. Chen Xilie's generous offering of beauty finally moved Yang Guozhong. Yang Guozhong went to his house to drink and have fun again. Even if he was officially accepted into the quasi-Yang Party and promised him again, today Mrs. Guo's birthday, Chen Xilie was even more active. He paid 1,500 taels of gold and came early, and he wanted to receive guests for Mrs. Guo.

"Captain Chen came early!" Several low-ranking officials standing in the yard chatting immediately surrounded him. This is the case in the officialdom. Once an official is an official, he will benefit for life. For example, a certain minister retired from office, but his subordinates still have to call him a minister when they see him, and they will call him a minister until he dies. These low-ranking officials live like flies passing by the toilet, and immediately buzz around Chen Xilie, saying one by one, one by one, and saying fashionable and cheap compliments.

Chen Xilie raised his head and snorted coldly. He walked through the flies with his hands on his back and his eyelids. Although he had no real power, he still had dignity. After all, he was the right servant of the Shangshu, just like the vice chairman of the CPPCC in later generations. He had a respectable status. How could he get along with these small officials of the fifth and sixth ranks? Can other high-ranking officials not lose their price when they see it?

"If the Prime Minister Chen leads his troops, he will definitely be the General Yum!" The last unqualified flattery made Chen Xilie's old face turn red. Let him lead the troops? It's almost the same to lead the Detachment of Women.

Chen Xilie raised his eyelids and saw that the new doctor Zanshan of the Eastern Palace was Lai Wang. He was the first official recommended by Yang Guozhong to the emperor as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He was also considered a member of the Yang Party. Chen Xilie couldn't ignore it. He joked and half-sarcastic: "I didn't I heard that the doctor came from a poor family and had money to give gifts. You gave at least 300 taels of gold!"

Lai Wang had a purple face, and his skin was swollen and red, and he couldn't tell. He said in a naughty way: "Xiaguan only has a few acres of thin land. This gift was borrowed by Xiaguan everywhere, and he asked the tenant to pay the rent for the next few years."

"I paid the rent for the next few years!" Chen Xilie sneered, "Now is the time when the young man is dismissed, how can they pay it?"

"There is nothing to do, you have to hand it over if you can't hand it over!"

Lai Ying smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, it's not just the Xiaguan, but many of the guests who came today are like this. Lady Guo's birthday is important!"

"Do you mean I'm indirectly exploiting those tenants?" At some point, Mrs. Guoguo, Yang Huahua, appeared behind them. Although she was dressed gorgeously, she did not have the elegance of a lady. She stood there with her hands on her waist, like a fighting hen, and her slender eyes exuded the frankness of the mountains and wildness. This was her signature, and this wildness made Li Longji fascinated.

"No! No!" Lai Wang's hand was swaying like a windmill, his wrist bone was almost dislocated, and his head was shaking like a rattle. He kept shouting "No!" but couldn't think of other words.

"Poor poor man?" The wildness in Yang Huahua's eyes disappeared and turned into motherhood. She was filled with tears, her hands were restless on her chest, and she sighed emotionally, as if she had thought of her past.

"Madam, don't worry, I have been the prime minister. The court has a system of relief porridge when the Qinghuang was not accepted. If they had no food, they could go to get porridge and they would not starve to death." Chen Xilie expressed in time that he had rich political experience, but what he said about the 20th year of Kaiyuan seemed to have forgotten that it was already eight years of Tianbao. Although the memory was not good, his eyes were extremely sharp. Lady Guoguo's skirt seemed to be a little tight, outlining her plump body so that the curves would be exposed, especially on the front chest, most of her snow-white breasts were exposed, and Chen Xilie's blue-gray cheeks showed a faint blush, and his breath became a little difficult.

Yang Huahua immediately and professionally captured Chen Xilie's subtle changes. She glanced at Chen Xilie with a smile, pulled out a golden hairpin with a few pearls from her head and held it in her hand, and said sadly: "Even if I donate this golden hairpin to the poor, please ask Mr. Chen to sell it for me to buy some rice."

Chen Xilie was flattered and reached out to take it. His hand trembled, but he touched Yang Huahua's back intentionally or unintentionally, and then suddenly retracted like a fire. His tongue was tied, and his eyes were shining with a shiny light. His body was bent there and he didn't move, just like a frozen shrimp.

"Madam is concerned about the poor. I am very pleased. I will open a shed to provide relief porridge tomorrow. I will decide to put it in the name of my wife!" The voice came from the gate not far away, very loud and majestic. Yang Huahua's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. The person who came was her biggest sponsor of this birthday. King Qing Li Cong. She immediately left Chen Xilie to welcome him. Yang Huahua's intimacy with a certain man was proportional to his generosity to him, similar to a certain profession.

She held King Qing's arm, which was thicker than his thighs, and laughed softly. The laughter seemed to be a magic word for cursing. The stiff shrimp suddenly moved. Chen Xilie was savoring the warmth and softness he felt when he touched the back of Mrs. Guoguo's hand just now, but was awakened by Mrs. Guoguo's laughter. He turned his head and saw that the lady's breasts were pressed against King Qing's arm, almost pressing into a milk cake by her own body. Chen Xilie's face suddenly turned red, and then turned pale again. He instinctively touched his delicate arm.

At this time, Yang Guozhong also ran out. Seeing that Yang Huahua and King Qing were so close, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He bowed and bowed to Li Cong, and raised his tone and said, "It's too early to come down!"

Although King Qing had a habit of breaking his sleeves, this did not hinder his greed for beauty. However, he did not admire Yang Huahua's beauty, but her status was respectful and could satisfy his vanity. The beauty he truly coveted was in the palace and by his father's side, which was also an important reason why he was determined to ascend the throne early.

"Madam's birthday, how dare I come late, right? Madam..." Li Cong smiled gently at Yang Huahua. Her fat and numb face looked a little bright and charming. Yang Huahua smiled charmingly and then let go of his arms. Intimacy with Prince Qing was just a generous compensation for him. When it was enough, it was over. Today she was the hostess, so how could she only favor one person? "Your Highness just said to use my name to provide disaster relief." Yang Huahua was afraid that Li Cong would forget, so she reminded him again that as long as the man's efforts were made, she would accept it without hesitation. She had no husband and had to rely on herself to support her old age!

Li Cong smiled a little reluctantly. He could take out a handful of gold for Yang Huahua, but he lost his mouth for the disaster relief. That was what he performed for his father to show him. He climbed up a ladder to the East Palace. How could he give it to others casually? Li Cong was regretful, but how could he change his words? Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly found that Yang Huahua's eyes were a little cunningly smiling, and immediately realized that she was not trying to provide relief to the poor, but just wanted to discount the promise to her.

"It's better to give another sum of money and let the wife buy food to give to the poor! In this way, you and I will all provide relief. Wouldn't the poor be even happier?" After Li Cong said, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about how much gold he should be broken into for her.

Seeing that Li Cong understood what he meant, Yang Huahua smiled and glanced at Chen Xilie's hand again. The old pervert would definitely embezzle it, and then he would spread it everywhere, saying that she had a leg with him. She suddenly remembered that the back of her hand had been touched by this old pervert just now, and her heart was disgusting as if she had eaten a fly. She couldn't help but curse secretly: "Old pervert! You dare to eat my tofu. If you don't return my golden hairpin, I will ask you to get out immediately."

Although he cursed in his heart, he smiled and said, "I almost forgot that the golden hairpin was given to me by my mother, and it is of memorial significance. Mr. Chen might as well return it to me. I will send someone to send money to the mansion tomorrow, and I will bother Mr. Chen to do good deeds for me."

Although Chen Xilie didn't want to return it, Yang Guozhong and King Qing were staring at him! He had to pinch the golden hairpin at the end, hand it back to Yang Huahua, and laughed dryly: "As long as the wife has this kind of heart, it's fine. Let us officials do the work of helping the poor!"

Several men looked at each other and laughed in disbelief. Suddenly, a noise came from outside the gate. Yang Huahua frowned and asked unhappily: "What's wrong outside? What's going on?" A family member standing at the door stepped forward to report: "Madam, Minister Li of the Ministry of Revenue has arrived. The housekeeper told him that the wife has an order, and no one who has not given gifts is allowed to enter the door. As a result, they started to make trouble."
Chapter completed!