Xue Bai put the manuscript in his hand on the case. Yang Yuyao's eyes lit up and she asked: "A new story?"
“So be it.”
“Stupid, if you give a little to the saint every day, he will remember you. Submitting the entire manuscript in one go is only a once-in-a-lifetime effort.”
“That is an ordinary story, but this drama is different.” Xue Bai said: “The script is just the beginning, and we have to choose the actors later.
Rehearsal, until at least the beginning of spring can be performed until the opera can be sung that will make the saints happy and uplifting."
“Although my sister doesn’t understand opera scripts, she understands you. You must have been named on the gold medal list by then, and it’s the time for official selection?”
“That’s exactly what it means.”
Yang Yuyao smiled proudly at first, then raised her eyebrows and said: "Unfortunately, you are not the only one who wants to coax the saint. The news I just got is that Zahu also wants to put on a big show today."
"Um?"
“Zhahu went to the sage and sold himself in misery, claiming that he was sick. It was probably because he was an orphan since he was a child and he was not washed at birth.
After hearing this, the imperial concubine took pity on him and called us into the palace today to perform three baptism ceremonies for him to wash away the filth and avoid disasters, for the sake of good luck."
“Wash him three times?”
Xue Bai thought of Zhu Zhongsi's worry and fear when he and Yan Zhuoqing discussed the situation in the north, and suddenly felt a strong sense of separation. It was not that no one could see the various long-standing shortcomings and crises brewing in the dark in the Tang Dynasty, but they were always hidden under the absurdity.
中. Those in power are trying their best to make Li Longji happy.
Of course, he is not qualified to say this, after all, he is one of them. He is also the one who is the best at coaxing and is envied by everyone.
"Just wash it." Xue Bai put away the manuscript and said calmly: "If this happened, it shows that he is also anxious."
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Yang Zhao is at home urging the scholars he hired to write stories.
"The story of Xue Bai's monkey has been finished. The saint is now short of stories to read. Why don't you try your best? Write more every day and then write a new story. Also, don't write all the short ones, but the longer ones.
Haven't you seen the magnificent 400,000-word Journey to the West? The longer the saint reads it, the more he thinks of us every day."
“Mr. Yang, I have an idea to write a story about Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to praise the saint’s kindness.
“Don’t write about Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!”
Yang Zhao interrupted immediately. He didn’t know why the thin-haired old man in front of him thought of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but he knew that people like him might not be able to grasp it. “Let’s just write about love and love.”
The reason why he asked people to write "The Continuation of the Green Messenger" was because Prime Minister Zhang said that he had written "The Green Messenger" and was praised by the saints. Therefore, he already understood this aspect very well, and he used it when he spoke.
Here comes a color book.
“Come on, open your eyes.”
Everyone gathered around and saw that the color album was very new, printed on fine and elegant paper, with rich pictures and text.
Although bamboo paper has only been around for a short period of time, some new books have appeared in Chang'an City, and this is the first work done by the most keen profit-seekers.
“I want you to write for me according to the picture and text version of the new issue of "Youxian Cave"."
This is a legendary story from the Kaiyuan period. It is mainly a story about an affair told by Zhang himself. It is written vividly and lively, and the diction is colorful and vulgar.
"This...Mr. Yang, this story is too obscene and derogatory to elegance. Can a saint like it?" Someone asked immediately after reading the title of the book.
"So I'm asking you to refer to it. Don't write this kind of 'goddess', but write female crown." Yang Zhao said: "I let you read it to see Zhang's vocabulary. Saints don't like words that are too vulgar, understand?"
“I understand, Zhang Caiqing is an excellent writer. He wrote extremely fragrant and charming works in four or six essays. Remember the whole book, 520 readings, website: xs520.co”
“Just like this, write it down for me. As long as the saint is satisfied, you will receive no less reward.
Yang Zhao raised his voice and said: "In the past, we followed Xue Bai and learned from him, but we were not as good as him. This time it is different!"
While arrangements were still being made, Mrs. Pei came over with a big belly in her hands and said, "Alang, I've called you from the palace to invite you to the Xingqing Palace for a banquet."
Yang Zhao came out laughing, touched his wife's face, and said proudly: "Now I am more and more considerate of the Sacred Heart. I will take over Genu's position sooner or later, haha."
With such longing in mind, Yang Zhao rushed all the way to Xingqing Palace. He saw the Yang brothers and sisters in front of the palace gate from a distance, and he quickly went up to salute.
A few people chatted, and when they heard that An Lushan was going to be washed for three days today, his face darkened, and the joy he felt before coming disappeared.
“Shameless.”
Thinking that although I also make the saint happy, after all, I am writing and presenting some elegant things. How can I be so insulting to the gentleness of An Lushan?
“Simply..
"uncle!"
Suddenly hearing this shout, Yang Zhao turned his head and saw the fat An Lushan coming towards him.
“尻.”
"They all look happier." Yang Hua ordered with a stern face: "Don't mess with the saint's elegance."
After saying that, he rubbed his face and laughed. Yang Zhao was very depressed, but he had no choice but to laugh along. At first, he was smiling but not smiling, but when he entered Xingqing Palace, he was already smiling.
Everyone was led all the way to Nanxun Hall.
Here is adjacent to the Xingqing Pond, where saints often visited with their courtiers and officials to enjoy the scenery, feast, and have fun.
There are dozens of beautiful palace ladies preparing arrangements by the pool. In addition to the Yang family brothers and sisters, there are also several close ministers of the emperor, such as Li Guinian, Jia Chang and others who are participating in this child-baptism banquet.
After waiting for a while, Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan came out of Nanxun Hall. They were laughing before anyone arrived, and seemed to find this scene very interesting.
At this time, everyone else stood on both sides to watch the ceremony, but An Lushan stood dumbly in the middle. When he saw the imperial chariot arriving, his chubby body jumped forward and fell to the ground, actually giving a big salute to Yang Yuhuan first.
“My dear, let’s meet my mother-in-law!”
When Gao Lishi saw this, he couldn't help but scolded: "If you don't know etiquette, why don't you pay homage to the saint first?!"
An Lushan was a little frightened, raised his head and replied: "Hu'er is a Hu, and the Hu people always put my mother in front and my grandfather in the back."
Gao Lishi deliberately scolded with a straight face: "Who is your grandfather?"
Li Longji laughed, waved his hands generously, and said: "It's okay, Hu'er has no scheming intentions, don't argue with him about these trivial matters."
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but cover her lips and smile, glanced sideways at Li Longji, and said coquettishly: "It's rare that I'm in front of Sanlang, how can you care?"
“Haha, I don’t dare. Taizhen should be in front of me, please.”
Li Longji raised his hand to lead, and Yang Yuhuan took two steps forward and said: "Hu'er, get up. Since I have accepted your worship, my mother will prepare a baptism banquet for you today, so that you will be free from all diseases and live a long life." age."
An Lushan was so happy that he kowtowed and shouted loudly: "My child is so happy!"
“The banquet is about to begin, and the guests are seated.”
Sage, the noble concubine turned to the head and sat down.
Xue Bai followed the ranking of the Yang family brothers and got a good position, sitting at the bottom of Yang Hua,
When he looked around, he didn't see An Lushan actually taking a bath in this palace. Instead, he was arranged in a small pavilion by the Xingqing Pool. The servants and maids were busy and burning the stove. Full version 520 .????
Suddenly there was a sound of musculature, and a group of dancers walked into the hall like the wind and snow and began to dance. They tapped their feet on the ground to create a festive rhythm.
When Yang Shu saw it, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed. Everyone agreed, and the atmosphere in the palace was very happy.
Xu Hezi came over gracefully and sang casually: "Lu'er was born in the golden jade hall, and he was full of joy after bathing for three days. My mother congratulated me and gave me clothes. When my son came out of the bath, he wore new clothes."
Such random lyrics made the atmosphere more relaxed and joyful. Yang Yuhuan acted like he was playing house, and said: "Okay, then I, the mother, will give you new clothes, and you can pick up your beard and wash it."
Li Longji joked: "The Hu'er is so heavy that several people can't lift it. A few more people will come."
A few strong chamberlains carried a colorful carriage over to carry An Lushan over for washing.
Suddenly, I heard An Lushan ask: "Can I ask my uncle to take Hu'er for a three-day bath?"
Xue Bai was holding a wine glass. Hearing the words, he was a little surprised. He turned around and met An Lushan's sincere eyes.
He looked up and happened to look at Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan was startled, but then he seemed to find it funny and smiled, his beautiful eyes shining with hope, as if he was watching a joke.
Xue Bai would not easily spoil Li Longji's excitement, so he simply got up and walked beside Cai Yu as his uncle, leading An Lushan to wash. In the Nanxun Hall behind him, the singing and dancing became even more exciting.
Entering the small pavilion, a group of palace ladies came forward to watch An Lushan take off his clothes.
“My uncle seems to hate Hu’er?”
“I can’t tell, I’m just not familiar with it.”
In front of these maids, An Lushan still smiled naively and said, "Hu'er wants to be friendly with my uncle and make the saint happy. We can have more contact with him in the future."
“It’s a pity that you will be returning to your post soon.”
“It’s good if we can form a good relationship. If you still need ginseng medicinal materials, just tell Hu’er.”
Xue Bai frowned slightly when he heard this. He turned around and saw that An Lushan had entered the huge bathtub with the help of the palace ladies, and his big belly was floating on the water, which was quite exaggerated.
An Lushan saw his eyes and smiled kindly and said: "My uncle washed me three times. If I can get rid of all my diseases, it is because of my uncle's blessing."
Said such words in this palace, it seems that Xue Bai is unkind and narrow-minded.
Xue Bai then smiled, put aside his prejudices, and let them play nonsense, pointing at An Lushan's big belly that harbored evil intentions,
He said: "Since you consider yourself my nephew, don't ask for any negative conditions in the future."
“If Hu’er doesn’t dare, please ask my uncle to treat Hu’er better.”
It is enough to say this. An Lushan has expressed his overtures and threats, and pointed out that he has seen through Xue Bai's envoy.
At this time, a group of servants came in and said with a smile: "The imperial concubine gave Lu'er new clothes."
It is a tiger head hat, tiger face bellyband and other items, which means to eliminate evil spirits, and the tiger will grow up healthily. When An Lushan puts it on, he becomes more and more funny. He also sits in the colorful carriage, just like a child, and serves as the servants.
Bring it back to Nanxun Palace.
….
Yang Zhao drank a glass of wine in a gloomy mood, and suddenly he heard roars of laughter in the hall. He looked up and saw that An Lushan's tiger head hat was worn crookedly, and he deliberately put on that silly expression, which was in line with his fat face.
Huge contrast.
That's right, An Lushan deliberately stretched out a hand, hoping that Xue Bai would hold him.
"Little uncle."
Yang Zhao saw the color on Xue Bai's face, as if he wanted to slap An Lushan, but he couldn't hold it back and grinned.
"ha."
He even laughed, so he laughed loudly and joked: "Please spread the laundering money!"
As soon as he heard that money was going to be scattered, Li Longji waved his hand generously, and the servants brought several large boxes up and opened them. They were all filled with candies and money tied with colorful ribbons.
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Yang Yuhuan stood up, picked up a handful of money with colorful ribbons, and threw it into the colorful chariot sitting on Anlu Mountain. He said with a smile: "If you wash your son with gold in the hall in three days, he will be scabies-free for life."
I don’t know if she really finds it interesting, but she is playful, with bright eyes and a lively expression like a little girl playing games.
But when she turned around, she saw Xue Bai standing there. She vaguely noticed that he was not very happy, so she put a candy into his hand.
"Eat sweets."
Xue Bai smelled a gust of fragrant wind and turned around to see that Yang Yuhuan had left with her long skirt, leaving only a graceful figure behind.
“Go and spread the seeds quickly.”
“Yes, empress.”
After receiving the order, the ladies in the palace poured candies and money into the colorful bowls, almost burying An Lushan in it.
Aroused the laughter of the girls, and the atmosphere in the palace became more and more lively.
Xue Bai felt that this kind of behavior of being ugly and causing laughter was not very interesting, but looking at it, Li Longji was very happy.
It was said that he was washing An Lushan to cure all his illnesses, but in fact Hu'er was just a plaything. The romantic emperor smiled freely at this time, perhaps because no one could pose a threat to him.
Everything went as he wished. Li Heng was imprisoned, Li Linfu became old, An Lushan became obese and sick, and Wang Zhongsi was relieved of power.... At the pinnacle of power, no one could come close to him.
He wants to be a god and laugh like this year after year.
The Xi'er Banquet reached noon, and finally other songs and dances were changed. Immortal music was played in the palace, and the monarchs and ministers drank happily. Xue Bai sat there and ate the new dishes developed by the imperial chefs. He suddenly thought of Wang Zhongsi. In comparison, he looked so gloomy.
His iron face is really not good-looking, and his direct speech is also not nice to hear. He also loves soldiers as much as his sons. He has too much prestige, how can he not die?
The bun is more suitable for the palace style, with a tender lotus face and a fragrant red body.…
Yang Zhao’s eyes fell on the snow-white chests of the palace ladies, thinking that the songs and dances in the palace were like this day after day. No wonder the saints like to read stories.
Today's child-baptism banquet in Anlu Mountain is indeed so shameless that there is no opponent. Don't compete with it head-on. Just wait for a few days. When the saint forgets the fun of Anlu Mountain, you can present the manuscript "Sage." Xue
Bai suddenly said: "Seeing the singing and dancing in the palace, I remembered that I have something to offer to the saint."
“Oh?” Li Longji smiled and said, “What is it?”
“It’s a play.”
"Hahaha."
Li Longji was half drunk and laughing endlessly.
“Look, gentlemen, little Xue Bai, you don’t even care about showing up in front of anyone, but you actually want to perform a show?”
Xue Bai immediately lowered his voice a little and said: "It's not a play, it's a play."
“Well, you know your weight, so you bring it up.”
*..*
The drama of "The Romance of the West Chamber" was sent to the imperial court.
Li Longji was a little disapproving at first, but he just took a casual look at it because he was tired of watching the singing and dancing.
But gradually, he sat up straight and looked at it carefully.
Occasionally, he opened his mouth slightly and murmured in a low voice. After that, he frowned.
“Xue Bai, sing it to me.”
“Back to Saint, I’m not very good at singing. I’m still studying the various singing methods. I only know one or two lines.”
“Then sing these two lines.”
Xue Bai didn't push back, cleared his throat, and suddenly started singing, "Although the eyes are thousands of miles away, and I drank a glass of wine before I was alive, my heart is drunk before I drink it, my eyes bleed, and my heart turns to ashes."
Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable. He drank the wine in one gulp and looked away, only to see that Li Longji's expression was very solemn.
"continue."
“I can’t do it anymore, I can only sing this.”
Li Longji raised his hand and waved to signal everyone to be quiet. He took a few steps and hummed a line imitating Xue Bai's singing. He actually understood how to sing this play in the shortest time, and only asked three words.
“Can it be arranged?“
Xue Bai responded: "I don't know yet, I'm trying...
“You live in the pear garden and show me this play.”
Xu Hezi, Xie Aman, Xue Qiongqiong and others who were in the palace all had their eyes lit up and were a little surprised.
Xue Bai felt these self-lights, but a chill ran down his spine. He bowed and said, "Back to the saint, what's the point of this? How about I line up outside the palace, and the saint also lines up, and then we'll see who can line up better."
how?"
Others were surprised by his boldness, but Li Longji became interested and said with a smile: "Make a bet?"
"I can not."
"Why don't you dare? I won't make it difficult for you. If you lose, I will grant you a marriage. If you win, just make another request."
Xue Bai couldn't help but feel numb when he heard about the marriage, because he originally thought that he could lose or win in this competition, but in this case, he couldn't lose, and he was inevitably embarrassed.
Looking up, he saw Yang Yuhuan writing his script.
“But it’s up to the sworn sister to decide the outcome? Otherwise, how could I win against the saint?”
“Okay, let Taizhen decide.” Li Longji said with great interest, “Say your request.
I can be dispatched easily." Xue Bai said: "Since the sage has promised me a title, he can also give me a high official."
Hello Xue Bai, you really only want to make progress....
While they were laughing and talking, Yang Yuhuan kept reading the play with his eyes bright, as if he had discovered a huge treasure and was filled with endless joy.
As for the novelty brought by the child-baptism banquet, she has completely forgotten it.
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When the banquet was over, Yang Zhao asked curiously: "Ah Bai, what story did you give me today?"
“Oh, the story is very ordinary, it’s just about love and love, and the words are more colorful.”
“Huh?” Yang Zhao frowned and asked, “Do you have a female crown?”
"some."
Xue Bai responded casually and waved his hand, knowing that Yang Zhao had the same idea as him, but he had no choice but to be one step ahead.
His own road has been paved, and he can lead Wang Zhongsi in a romantic, debauched and wealthy life. He only hopes that Wang Zhongsi will not do too badly in this regard.
He understood what An Lushan said today, but An Lushan might not take what he said to heart.
“It’s a pity that you will be returning to your post soon.”
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