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The saint became more interested and tried it out, and became more immersed in the charm of opera. He chose a few of his favorite plays and asked both troupes to sing them for him. Li Shiniang had left early, and Xue Bai suddenly felt much quieter.
Although she only said a few words in this lively place, it was strange that she seemed noisy just standing there.
Seeing that his wife was not there, Yang Qixuan suddenly became full of life. He held a wine glass and came to Yang Hui's side. He secretly said some dirty words with a playful smile. The two of them were glared hard by Li Niang a few more times.
Zhang Zan looked at this scene and smiled bitterly, and took the opportunity to talk to Xue Bai and whispered: "Look at them, they still think that the right prime minister and the eighteenth mother are unruly, but you don't know that their little temper is just coquettish.
"
Xue Bai said: "It seems that everyone has different perceptions of Jiaohan."
The reason why I told Xue Bai this was because Zhang Zan had an intuition that Xue Bai understood him, "Although you are young, you are actually more mature than them."
“I have been through hardships and gained more experience.”
“Really?” Zhang Zan asked, “I thought you had been raised in a deep house.”
Xue Bai asked in return: "Shouldn't we ask Prince Consort Zhang about this matter?"
Suddenly, a flute played. Everyone realized that Li Longji had had enough rest and was about to speak, so they all calmed down and listened.
“Haha, it’s time to sing “Farewell at the Long Pavilion.” Li Longji said: “In my opinion, in the entire play, this is the only one that was written by the Number One Scholar.”
Xue Bai responded: "The sage is a wise observer, as if he were observing fire."
Li Longji couldn't help but feel proud. It showed that his art appreciation ability was indeed high, and he actually waved Xue Bai to come to his side to watch the play.
Xue Bai did not refuse, and walked to a place five steps behind Li Longji in front of everyone, where he could talk about opera without going too far.
Li Longji then smiled and said, "Shu Zi knows how to measure."
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but turned his head and gave Xue Bai a warning look, because he knew that what the sage said was actually about a gambling game, and the sage knew that Xue Bai had betrayed his face.
Betting is not for the purpose of winning the saint. It is like playing a small game with a beautiful lady. The purpose is not for winning. Xue Bai has always been very clear about this.
After presenting the play and stopping here, everyone will naturally know that he has made the emperor happy. There is no need for rewards tonight. He wants an official position. Does anyone dare to embarrass him during the civil service examination?
The meaning of the gamble lies more in Yang Yuhuan's look back and smile.
“With all the troubles in the world filling my mind, how can these large and small cars be able to carry them?!”
By the time Xue Bai came to his senses, Xu Hezi had already sang the last line on the stage, and he and Xie Aman quickly left the stage for the curtain call.
Although Li Longji was still in high spirits, he was already exhausted, so he ordered all the actors to be brought to the palace, and each would receive a reward.
The worshipers in Liyuan are all the same people they have seen in the past, but in Xueyuan, it is the first time for them to meet the saints. They are extremely nervous. After all, taking off their makeup and coming to the temple is different from being on the stage. "Which one is the drummer?"
Li Longji saw Lu Yuanzhen at a glance. When he looked closer, he couldn't believe that he was really a gray-haired old man. He couldn't help but look at Xue Bai.
It is Lu Yao." Xue Bai said.
Li Longji actually stepped forward in person, helped Lu Yuanzhen up, and sighed: "With such a drumming skill, I have never heard of your name?"
"Your Majesty," the old man said with tears streaming down his face, "My name is Lu Yuanzhen... During the Jingyun period, my reputation was somewhat obscure.
“During the Jingyun period?” Li Longji pondered for a long time, suddenly remembered something, and asked: “When I was at the vassal residence, I once heard that there was an artist in the capital who placed water above his head and played a drum without the water moving. But you?”
"This is the slave family. When His Majesty called for it, the slave family did not dare to neglect it. However, it offended the priest... It took thirty-seven years to see the beauty of heaven!"
Thirty-seven years ago, Lu Yuanzhen was twenty-eight years old, with outstanding sex and fine arts. If she was lucky enough to enter the palace, she might have a place among the concubines, and one of the princes might be born to her. All??This?????? ????.????
Today, she looks to be over seventy years old, a generation older than Li Longji. No matter how much kindness you receive, you can't repay your thirty-seven years.
Of course, depending on what she thinks, it may not be a good idea to spend her whole life in a deep palace.
At this time, it was Li Longji who was even more emotional, sighing: "Such a drumming skill, the pearl is covered in dust, I should reward you highly, I should reward you greatly!"
After that, he looked at Dong Tinglan and said to Xue Bai: "There are such musicians among the people. Where did Shuzi get it?"
“Mr. Dong is a late bloomer, and I am lucky to have met him.”
“They can all be offered as offerings to the palace.”
“Thank you, saint, for your grace.” Dong Tinglan saluted quickly.
But they didn’t know that he was enshrined in the palace today and would not wander around anymore, and Gao Shi could not write a farewell poem for him.
After appreciating the musicians, Li Longji turned to the actors. With a straight face at first, he pointed at Li Yue and cursed: "As the granddaughter of the emperor, I only know how to fool around."
Since he has scolded this granddaughter, he will not let others criticize her again in the future.
Li Yue also knew that the saint was not angry, so she responded: "Sage, do you think your granddaughter sings well?"
“It’s not bad.”
Li Yuesui said coquettishly: "Can we allow my granddaughter to fool around for a little longer?"
Li Longji knew that she did not want to be a pawn for the East Palace to attract talents, so he felt pity, smiled kindly, and agreed. He glanced around among the actors and asked Pang Sanniang: "Are you pretending to be Mrs. Cui? So this is
So young."
Pang Sanniang is usually called "the one who sells fake faces" and pretends to be young to show off her smile. This is the first time that she is called young after taking off her makeup. Niannu, who is kneeling among everyone to thank her, is so beautiful that she is eye-catching.
Li Longji had noticed her a long time ago, with a smile on his face and said: "This girl is pretty, with charming eyes, and a melodious singing voice that can rise above the morning glow. Okay, okay."
His love was beyond words and he was full of praise.
At this time, Fan Nu pushed Niannu gently and reminded her in a low voice: "The saint praised you, why don't you thank me?"
I would like to thank the saint for his grace."
Li Longji's eyes then fell on Fan Nu again, and he found that this woman was both talented and beautiful. It was rare that she could show such a simple and loyal feeling when she was pretending to be a matchmaker, but now she had a different style after taking off her makeup.
Looking at Fan Nu's age, he couldn't help but wonder, with such a beauty, how dare the church not let her appear on stage in front of the emperor for so many years?
Little matchmaker, is this your first time performing for me?"
Fan Nu was not young at all. She swayed slightly, lowered her head and said, "The church does not allow slaves to perform for saints."
“Why?“
Fan Nu lowered her head shyly and responded in a low voice.
"I have some under my armpits.
Her voice was so soft that Li Longji actually leaned over to listen. After listening, his eyes narrowed and he took a deep look at Fan Nu.
Gao Lishi understood immediately and thought, What kind of beauty has the saint never seen before? Now it is inevitable that he likes some novel and eccentric tricks.
Seeing this scene, the first person who became nervous was Wang Zhun. Wang Zhun used to go to the church to play, and had some small interactions with Fan Nu. At this time, he was keenly aware of the change in the saint's attitude, for fear that if Fan Nu came in
After entering the palace, he chatted in the saint's ear. The whole book.
Fortunately, the saint has treated Yue Shi differently in recent years than he did when he was young. He once said, "I don't want to seize the glory of the knights." After that, he rarely placed Yue Shi in the palace. Today, he made no exception in public and just patted him.
Gao Lishi's arm hinted that he had arranged it privately.
…
At dawn, a banquet for watching the theater dispersed.
Since the saint loves opera, after today, I don’t know how many operas will spring up like mushrooms after a rain.
There are a few more famous figures in Chang'an, and there are a few more worshipers in the palace.
As far as Xue Bai is concerned, if there is another big event, Lu Yuanzhen and Dong Tinglan will probably help him quietly.
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While the banquet was bustling with excitement, the back of the stage seemed very quiet. Li Tengkong sat and watched with his eyes closed, looking indifferent to the world. To her, this time she just helped her friend once. As for the credit and divine grace, it was all
Not what she wanted.
Even his gratitude is not important to her. What is important is that her own state of mind "makes room for herself."
Suddenly she heard a soft call and opened her eyes. She saw a handsome face in front of her, and her mood immediately became confused.
“Thank you very much.” Xue Bai said, “I stayed up all night, thank you for your hard work.”
Li Tengkong looked at him for a while, shook his head, smiled calmly, and said, "It's fine as long as no one forces you to get married."
“No, go back.”
The two of them have a tacit understanding, and they understand each other's attitude towards marriage and understand each other tacitly.
At this time, Li Jilan and Mian'er were both asleep, so they had no choice but to ask Jiaonu to wake them up and they all left together.
For the time being, the musicians and actors will still go back to Xueyuan and wait for arrangements. Since they are going to Xuanyangfang, they will naturally go with Yang Yuyao.
As soon as they left Furong Garden, Niannu ran to Xue Bai and asked nervously: "Can we stay in Xueyuan in the future? Or we will be sent back to the teaching center."
She was originally from the teaching studio, but was seconded to rehearse the show, so it was inevitable that she would feel cowardly at this time.
Xue Bai asked: "Looking at where you want to go, why don't you mention it to the saint?"
Actually, I have said beforehand that if you want anything, just ask the saints for reward.
Lu Yuanzhen and Dong Tinglan hope to serve in the palace so that they can take care of themselves in old age; Pang Sanniang wants to serve in the Jiaofang in order to become famous; Li Yue also knows that she wants to marry a few years later in order to be comfortable; Fan Nu's intentions are unclear and a little ambiguous.
Only Niannu seemed to have really forgotten, and now he could think about his own future.
Then, is it okay for the Nu family to go wherever they want?" Nian Nu raised his head and looked blankly at Xue Baiyang and Yuyao who was listening in amusement, and said angrily: "I just came to tell him now, how many places can he take you to?
"
Can the slave family stay in Xueyuan?"
“You little fool.” Yang Yuyao said angrily, “If you have this intention, just ask the saint to give you to Xue Lang.”
“I, I’m not...that’s not what I meant.”
At such a young age, Niannu could not be so bold. He was immediately at a loss and Yang Yuyao said: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you. With your current reputation, you can't stay in his house, so you have to come to my house."
Xue Bai said: "They all contributed. It's up to them to decide where they want to go. I also ask Yao Niang to help."
"I know, how can I treat your people badly?" Yang Yuyao is known as the "Male Fox", and he treats these actors fairly and responds with a smile.
It is inevitable to feel lonely after a party.
After returning to Xingqing Palace, Li Longji woke up and looked at the sunset in the distance, his mood suddenly dropped.
Of course I can’t get back the high spirits I had last night.
"The imperial concubine gave me face, and Xue Bai also had a sense of proportion. In that competition... I actually lost."
"Old slave, listen, Dong Tinglan is not as good as Li Guinian, Nian Nu is inferior to Xu Hezi in singing skills, and except for the head of Hezheng County, no one can compare with the children of Liyuan. Even Lu Yuanzhen's drums are inferior to those of the saints."
"The plays are not like this." Li Longji sighed, but he didn't care about winning or losing. After a while, he cheered up and said, "We might as well rehearse another play!"
“Old slave, I will make arrangements now.”
When Yang Yuhuan arrived, singing and dancing started again, Li Longji was stunned.
“What kind of clothes is Taizhen wearing?”
“Dress.” Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, “Does the new dress the third sister gave me look good?”
She was wearing a long red skirt, which made her skin as white and smooth as snow, and the skirt was like a lotus leaf.
Li Longji looked at it for a while and said with a smile: "I guess this is the bribe Taizhen took to judge me as the loser in the competition."
Saburo thinks it looks good." Yang Yuhuan pinched the hem of her skirt and turned around.
“Weird, I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it.”
“Doesn’t it look good?“
Li Longji just waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's too strange."
“Hmph, it’s fine if it doesn’t look good. I’ll go and change my concubine myself.”
Yang Yuhuan was not very happy, and turned back to the bedroom angrily, and once again went to admire her huge bronze mirror.
I saw the smooth fabric wrapped around her graceful waist, outlining a beautiful arc... The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.
“He’s so good-looking. I wonder how he understands women so well at that age?”
Smooth fabric wrapped around Na Youzhi's waist. Yang Yuyao smiled with satisfaction, turned sideways, and hugged Xue Bai's neck.
“I don’t know how you, as old as a little wolf, know my body so well?”
“Do you like it?“
"Well, it looks good."
She held his hand and stroked the soft fabric to the far horizon. The setting sun shone on the rolling hills of Qinling Mountains, as if it was covered with a light veil. After that,
The setting sun fades away and everything is hidden in the darkness of night.
In the night, Yang Yuyao murmured in a low voice: "Those girls from aristocratic families still want to compete for the number one scholar. They should really be shown. It's mine...
NA
The matter is not over until the saint has given Xue Bai a marriage."
"They will not give up easily until he gets married. After all, he is such a famous and favored person."
In the official room of the Ministry of Personnel, Chen Xilie and Da Xixun chatted about some boring gossip. The reason was that Xue Bai came to the Ministry of Personnel today to submit documents and wanted to take the Bo Xue Hong Ci exam.
Chen Xilie happened to go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to sit in court today. He learned that Xue Bai was in Du Youlin's public house, so he sent someone to call him. During the period, he talked with Da Xiyu for a few words, and Xue Bai arrived.
“I met Zuo Xiang, Minister Daxi.”
“You don’t have to be polite to be the number one scholar.” Chen Xilie stroked his beard and smiled, looking very friendly, and asked: “You are young and have just won the number one scholar. Why don’t you take a break for two years, start a family and start a career, and then come to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to seek an official position?”
Xue Bai responded with a smile: "I dare to ask the left prime minister, but to seek an official position in the Ministry of Personnel, one must have a family?"
“The number one scholar is really funny.”
If Chen Xilie was thin-skinned, he would have been scolded to the point of becoming an official in these years. At this time, he was not embarrassed and still put on an amiable smile.
"I can't stop you from taking part in the Erxuehong Ci Examination. However, I have a few old words for the number one scholar... Now that we are in a hurry to be appointed officials, it is better to settle the marriage as soon as possible. As the saying goes, once you have a family and a career, you will have your own success.
Official position. Officialdom is a place where serious work is done. It is different from fighting cocks and singing operas. It cannot only rely on the holy family."
“Thank you, Prime Minister Zuo, for your kindness.” Xue Bai said, “I still want to take the civil service examination first.”
Chen Xilie smiled even more kindly, and reminded him clearly: "Why go against other people's good intentions? Otherwise, when the saint's interest has passed, what will the champion do?"
The words have been made very clear, Xue Bai does not give face to anyone, as if it is difficult for him to be a lonely minister.
Whether it is the Right Prime Minister's Mansion or a wealthy family, Xue Bai only needs to choose a family and get married. After making a statement, he can then come to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to seek an official position.
Chen Xilie will be able to handle it much easier.
Saint favor will always fade away, so why not know how to do it?
With this thought, Chen Xilie kept persuading,
He is the prime minister of a country and is quite old. Facing a young man like Xue Bai, his tone is majestic but kind, and he can be regarded as very sincere in persuading him.
"If your actions are higher than those of others, then others will definitely reject you. Young people are energetic, and they think that the way of the world has changed because of you, but you have been helped by many noble people along the way.
But look at you again, you don’t even want to repay me with a peony...
Since Xue Bai came, he also gave Chen Xilie the courtesy he deserved.
But he had been listening for too long, and when he looked around, he saw Da Xixun nodding his head repeatedly, showing no intention to dissuade Chen Xilie from stopping.
“Left Prime Minister.”
“Have you figured it out?”
“If Prime Minister Zuo is capable, don’t let me pass this erudite course of poetry.”
After Xue Bai said that, he turned around and left.
"you!"
Chen Xilie was quite surprised. He stood up and pointed at Xue Bai, thinking that this guy was so shameless. He just waited for Li Linfu to go and he would look good after taking power.
“You want to take the official examination, how dare you speak to the official minister like this?!”
Xue Bai didn't even look back. He wasn't being motivated, but there was really no need to give Chen Xilie too much face. One was a famous figure in the imperial court who had just performed a show, and the other was a stamped prime minister with no real power...it was shameless to do so.
.
Xue Bai turned around the corridor and saw Du Youlin waiting there.
“How? Have you decided on the official position first?”
“No, Chen Xilie doesn’t know what’s good or bad.”
Hearing this tone, Du Youlin was surprised and asked: "What should we do?"
"It doesn't matter." Xue Bai said: "In the officialdom, if he is as weak as him and can be manipulated by anyone, he will not be able to get anything done... We should take this as a lesson."
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"You saw it." Chen Xilie turned to Da Xixun and said, "I have good intentions, but this guy is stubborn and stubborn."
Da Xijun just smiled and responded: "I will definitely vote for the right prime minister when I am lowered."
It’s the day, Youxiang Mansion.
“That’s enough.”
Li Linfu shouted and said: "I don't have time to listen to Chen Xilie's nonsense. I just want to ask what official position you plan to give to that Zhuzi?"
One is a shameless puppet at his disposal, and the other is a violent monkey who repeatedly makes troubles that make him suffer. It is self-evident who he cares about more.
Da Xixun said: "Do we really want him to pass the Erxue Hongci Examination?"
"Otherwise? Chen Xilie has the ability. You ask Chen Xilie to stop him and rehearse a play dedicated to the saint. "I understand... But the left prime minister's worries are also justified. Xue Bai is so independent.
Walk alone.
"He is the one who is being persecuted. Even if he is not in a hurry, you are anxious for him?" Li Linfu scolded: "If you are really unwilling to obey, find a far away place to send him away. In three or two years, the holy family will fade away.
Just look at him, can he still be crazy?"
“This is a noble view of the Prime Minister of the right! I don’t know how many times higher than the Prime Minister of the Left!”
Li Linfu glanced at Da Xi Xun coldly, wondering in his heart why all the people under his command were such fools.
