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Chapter 209 Huaqing Palace

  Xue Bai's eyes fell on the door of the house, observing the light and shadow on the ground through the gap. Full book 520.????

Just now he insisted on wanting Da Xifu to go out, not out of enthusiasm, but because of distrust. He wanted to see Da Xifu leave with his own eyes, but the other party insisted on refusing.

 As for the matter of seeking an official position, Xue Bai originally wanted to find an opportunity to bargain with Li Linfu.

If he wants to be an ordinary Jiwei, he must show his ambition to be the chief counselor of Anwei; if he wants to seek Zhaoying, an official position in Cichi County that can accompany the emperor, he must show even greater ambitions.

It is impossible to hit it off in this matter, because his and Li Linfu's interests are not in line with each other. Then we cannot easily trust the other party's promises, we must always have a tough attitude and ruthlessly invade the other party's inner presuppositions.

Therefore, Xue Bai had been paying attention to see if Da Xifu refused to see him off because he wanted to come back and eavesdrop. It was indeed the case.

 When the light and shadow outside the door changed again for a moment, he waited for a while, opened the door and took a few glances outside.

                         .

"Um?"

"he's gone."

Xie Aman asked: "Who is that? Why did you reveal the information to him like this?"

 “Looking for an official position requires negotiation skills.”

“Then my skills are pretty good, right?”

Just now Xue Bai signaled with his eyes and actions, Xie Aman was caught off guard. Fortunately, she had an idea and reacted, and she couldn't help but feel slightly proud at this time.

“I have done you a favor, and I am repaying you for letting me pretend to be a green snake. I don’t owe you any favors.”

"good."

“Also, what I just said was an act.” Xie Aman reminded, “Those words...don’t take them seriously.

 I'm just cooperating with you, you know?"

"I know."

Xue Bai agreed, recalling the look in her eyes just now. He took the playbook from her hand, spread it out on the table, took out an inkstone to grind ink, and prepared to revise the play text.

Xie Aman looked around and saw that with one stroke of his pen, he crossed out a line about Xu Xian praising the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.

Ah You..

She couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "What a wonderful sentence, the sky is green and the smoke is falling, and the waves are flat."

Later, she sang the opera line. Although her singing skills were not as good as hers, she still belonged to the top group at that time.

It's a pity that Xue Bai can't tell that she sings well, and he doesn't have that much love and interest in her. She always has a serious attitude and a focused look on her face.

 The brush in his hand turned slightly and he wrote some beautiful regular script.

Xie Aman tilted his head slightly, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but read it word for word. Later, his eyes suddenly widened.

 If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.”

She opened her mouth and sang again, her voice trembling slightly because she had not yet recovered from the shock.

“I knew that the number one scholar was talented, but I didn’t expect him to be so great. His disciples didn’t even know what to say. The whole book is full of talent.”

“Look at how anxious you are, just say it slowly, I won’t rush you.”

It was night, in the back hall of Huaqing Palace, Xie Aman was describing to Yang Yuhuan the situation when she urged Xue Bai to write a play today.

She was a little excited. She looked around and saw that a bench was brought over.

"My concubine, look, he was just like this, scratching the ink casually, feeling that he was still thinking about his job search in his mind. He looked back and started writing as soon as the brush was lifted... The disciple almost cried with such sentences.

, but he turned the page directly."

 “What kind of sentence?”

After Xie Aman finished reading, the palace was quiet for a while. Then she raised her head and looked into Yang Yuhuan's beautiful eyes, thinking, "How much the noble concubine must be looking forward to this opera."

Zhang Yunrong, who was cutting window grilles at the side, stopped what he was doing and looked at Yang Yuhuan blankly. He didn't know whether he was surprised by the beauty of the imperial concubine or Xue Bai's poem.

Zhang Yunrong recalled the situation when Li Bai was writing poems. The great poet asked casually, "What is the name of the female ambassador?" She took up her pen and wrote the beautiful poem "The clouds think of the clothes and the flowers think of the face" that shocked her throughout her life.

After a while, Yang Yuhuan finally spoke and asked, "What next?"

"He wrote while drawing, and all he wrote were such powerful sentences. When he wrote about getting married, he wrote: 'A moment in the spring night is worth a thousand gold, when the flowers have fragrance and the moon has clouds.' When he wrote about separation, he wrote: 'If the two love lasts for a long time, how can they be together in court?

Twilight'."

Xie Aman simply couldn't imitate Xue Bai's easy-going calmness. Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already shining.

I have listened to many of his wonderful poems in the past, but I thought they were composed by him with great painstaking effort and precision.

  Today I supervised his writing of the play, and I was really shocked. It was not what I expected at all."

While talking, Xu Hezi also arrived. Xie Aman had to repeat what she had just said, but she did not find it annoying and added more details.

Yang Yuhuan also patiently listened to "Yongxin" for the second time. Xie Aman was excited when he said it. He held Xu Hezi's hand and said: "Others say that this number one scholar has no real talent and learning, but they don't know that he is a Wenqu star who has descended to earth and was I saw with my own eyes that 'Li Taibai in heaven, Mr. Xue in the world' turned out to be true."

"This opera...shall we sing it?" Xu Hezi looked at Yang Yuhuan with surprise.

"Um."

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Otherwise, why should I urge him to do it?"

“He really wrote it in his essay.” Xu Hezi still couldn’t believe it.

"Why did you lie to me?" Xie Aman clearly saw it, but he didn't know how to prove it. He wished he could dance for them on the spot.

"Okay, Ah Man, take a break. No matter how excited you are, no matter how much you admire him, you won't be able to marry him. Don't have such thoughts again."

"No." Xie Aman said: "It is vulgar people who want to take him as their own. There are always beautiful young people in the world. What I appreciate is his talent in poetry and poetry, and what I admire is his realm of opera music." "

Saying this seems to be saying that Yang Yuyao is vulgar. Xie Aman was not aware of it, and Yang Yuhuan was not annoyed by it. He raised his hand and tapped her head as a sign of punishment, saying: "I asked you to supervise, but he can go My third sister?"

“He shouldn’t have gone, but he had a ‘friend’ who came to see him. In addition to writing plays, he was also busy looking at job hunting...

Yang Yuhuan didn't know as much as Yang Yuyao about the rights and wrongs of officialdom. After hearing about it, he just thought that there was no need to be busy with a small official position of eighth or ninth grade. Full book 520.?? ??

“Tell him tomorrow to focus on business and wait until the show is arranged. Can I still treat him badly?”

"yes."

Xie Aman lowered his head and rolled his eyes, suddenly thinking that Xue Bai hadn't said where the script of the play was translated.

  Concubine, why don’t you let him go to the lady of the country? "

Yang Yuhuan was always a bit stingy at times, saying, "I took the trouble to bring him to Huaqing Palace, not just to take advantage of Third Sister."

 NA

At the same time, Mingzhu was whispering in Yang Yuyao's ear, saying that today I went to the official residence to pick up Xue Lang and met the disciple of the imperial concubine.

Yuhuan won’t let you come, why do you dare to come?”

“It is official duty for a minister to serve the imperial concubine, but it is his true intention to come to see Yuyao.”

Yang Yuyao was very happy to hear Xue Bai's words. She originally planned to pick the stars in the sky for him, but he didn't need to just pick the post of Zhaoyingwei.

"I asked my sister to inquire for you today. Although Xue Bai is close to Yang Yuyao, he has very little contact with Mrs. Korea and Mrs. Qin. After all, he is not like Yang Zhao who can give gifts to all three families. He will then go around with those two families.

If you have to work hard, you might as well just take care of Yang Yuyao.

Of course, her two sisters are also very energetic.

"Zhaoying County Magistrate Li Xi, whose courtesy name is Changxin, was originally a county magistrate in Yucheng County, Henan Prefecture. Tianbao was transferred to Zhaoying County in the fourth year of Tianbao. At that time, the saint wrote a poem to him. Later, Li Xi led migrant workers to build a

Huaqing Palace, this time the saint summoned him and praised him very much. The eldest brother-in-law went to make friends with him today. Talking about Da Xifu, Li Xi said that someone in Luoyang told a rumor. Guess what? Da Xixun’s wife Kou is fond of Buddhism.

, and lived in seclusion in Longmen. In fact, Tianbao passed away in the seventh month of the sixth year of his reign and was buried in Zuying, Beishan. Because Da Xijun's three sons each had official positions, the funeral was not announced secretly."

Hide the funeral without reporting it, or be exiled, dismissed from office, or demoted according to Tang law. However, the court is actually not sure whether the officials have violated the etiquette of mourning. There are many people who hide the mourning and escape punishment.

Xue Bai asked: "Li Xi and Da Xifu don't want to deal with each other?"

 “Looks like it.“

It was difficult for Yang Yuyao to remember so many things, and she had to make calculations for Xue Bai: "In my opinion, this matter is quite simple. If Da Xifu wants a seventh-grade editor in chief of the newspaper, you can give him a Zhaoying County captain.

But I only changed this one official position. As for the position of Yuan Zhi and Yuan Cheng, my brother did not intend to give it up. He wanted to find a Yuan Zhi for Du Youlin and a Yuan Zai for Yuan Zai.

Yang Shu and Xue Bai had made preliminary plans for this, but letting Du Youlin move from the fifth level to the fourth level would seem to only be a two-level upgrade, but Du Youlin really didn't have this weight.

Why do Yan Zhenqing and Xue Bai have to work in low-level official positions of the eighth and ninth grades? Rank is not important, it is to lay the foundation. If Du Youlin does not have this qualification, his foundation will always be empty, and it is absolutely impossible to hold the position of presiding over a government office like this.

It is a position of real power. If you are really good to your neighbors, you should be demoted to a local place for training. Only after you have achieved political achievements and then ascend to a high position can you convince the public.

Of course, this plan is not intended to really get the position of director, but to scare people.

Seeking for an official position is the same as buying something at a street stall. When haggling, you just end up talking nonsense.

"I don't care about the specific official positions that brother mentioned, it always means this. We have a profit deal with Da Xixun. You promote his son, and he promotes you." Yang Yuyao said: "If he dares to go back on his word, we will kill him

The matter of concealing mourning and not repaying it is exposed in front of the saint."

 This is probably the idea, but the details need to be polished slowly.

On the surface, he continued to deceive Li Linfu, but secretly, he used Da Xixun's handle to make deals with him. After all, the appointment of officials ultimately fell to the Ministry of Personnel.

In this way, Xue Bai also had some calculations in his heart, and was just waiting to test to confirm whether the matter was true or false.

 Then he thought of another question.

“I don’t know what the saint thinks of my official position.”

 I think I can't control a small official like you, so let Yuhuan ask."

Yang Yuyao answered, pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "But the third sister treats you better? She doesn't let you work hard in rehearsing, she only seeks an official position for you and takes you to wash the soup."

 NA

Xue Bai didn’t feel it was hard, but he was really busy.

 The next day, he received news that someone from the Huaqing Palace had come to summon him, so he hurried back to his official residence.

“Tai Le Cheng, the script can be revised. The imperial concubine has summoned you to the palace to see her. Today the saint also wants to read your script.”

Xie Aman entered the room and saw a bundle on the table. When he opened it, he saw three sets of costumes inside. He couldn't help but feel strange.

"Where did you get it? It's obvious that you only had a small baggage when you came."

 “Bring it to the tailor.”

Xue Bai made an understatement, took the script, and said, "Let's go."

Xie Aman sniffed and said suspiciously: "You smell so good.

Xue Bai lowered his head and glanced at her lightly. His eyes seemed to be asking her why she was sniffing, which made her feel a little ashamed.

 So Lao Lao led the way.

 …

Huaqing Palace is "back to Li and facing Wei". It faces the south and faces the north. There are four palace gates in the palace city. The Jinyang Gate in the north is the main entrance of the palace city. There are two halls and two pavilions outside the palace city for ministers to discuss affairs.

Xue Bai then watched Xie Aman pass the Jinyang Gate, and then he actually entered the palace city. He didn't feel much awe of this magnificent royal palace. He quickly took a few glances and looked at the terrain.

  He had been here before in his previous life, and he was here to learn. There once was a bald man who lived here. He was so frightened by the mutiny that he ran to Lishan Mountain, hid behind a big rock, and was captured alive.

Because of this incident, Xue Bai couldn't help but think, what if Li Heng or Chen Xuanli or someone else rebelled in Huaqing Palace?

 Where should Li Longji run?

As time passed, he could no longer recognize the buildings of Huaqing Palace. In his impression, there were Li Yuan, Huan Yuan, inscriptions, and a statue of Yang Yuhuan, but he did not see any of these.

To the west is the Seven Temples, which are dedicated to the seven previous emperors." Xie Aman said in a low voice.

Xue Bai's eyes were a little confused, because since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been only six emperors since Li Yuan, including Wu Zetian. "And Laojun." Xie Aman understood his doubts, raised his hand and said, "Let's go to the east

The Yaoguang Hall in front of you."

A stage is already being set up near Yaoguang Hall.

The Liyuan disciples were very familiar with Xue Bai, and they all bowed to him when they saw him. At this time, the saint and the noble concubine had not arrived yet, and Li Guinian was talking to several worshipers who were responsible for setting up the stage. When he saw Xue Bai, he asked him for his opinion on the stage.

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Xue Bai pondered for a moment, then suddenly an idea struck him.

 “Is there a lake?“

"lake?"

“A small pond is fine, too.” Xue Bai said, “This play tells the story of the West Lake, so it should be rehearsed by the lake.”

Li Guinian was a little shocked, hesitant, and a little expectant, and asked: "Xue Lang means... to use the lake water as a stage?"

"good."

Xue Ri turned his head and saw that the palace wall was not far away, and he went up to the watchtower.

He then asked Li Guinian: "Can I go to the palace wall and have a look to see where is a suitable place to set up a stage?"

Li Guinian was a pure musician, so he immediately said: "I will lead Xue Lang over."

The palace guards did not stop the musicians from climbing up the wall. Xue Bai then stood on the watchtower facing the wind and looked over. He could faintly see a pool to the west, which might be suitable for rehearsing a play.

It is clear, but the layout of the entire palace has not changed much.

 Because the location of the soup pool has not changed.

Deep in the palace, in those large and small palaces, there must be those large and small soup pools. Because of that statue, he was deeply impressed. Yang Guifei's Haitang Soup was actually just a very small soup pool, far inferior to Li Longji's.

The Yutang Jiulong Hall is huge. So through the palace, he can almost tell where the Haitang Tang is and where the Yutang is.

Xue Bai quickly withdrew his gaze and called Li Guinian to get off the palace wall together and discuss the stage in earnest.

He was thinking in his heart that he was very familiar with the terrain of Huaqing Palace. I was afraid that the general palace guards were only familiar with the patrol area, not as familiar with the entire Huaqing Palace as he was.

If he could sit on the throne of the crown prince, as long as he had the prestige and two hundred elite soldiers in his hands, he would dare to risk changing the Tang Dynasty while Li Longji was bathing... Inexplicably, he always had something in his mind.

This kind of thinking.

 Afterwards, Xue Bai woke up and asked himself what was the use of all this?

It's like building a palace after picking up a stone brick on the road. Compared with the position of prince, the subjects look up to him, two hundred elite soldiers, and knowing where the royal soup is is the least important condition in the mutiny.

 This is probably useless knowledge..

 At this moment, the royal chariot arrived.

Li Longji wore a thin silk robe, which looked very cool and showed the chicness of a romantic emperor.

Yang Yuhuan is dressed in a red palace dress, covered with a layer of gauze, with a pony top bun on her head, and silky black silk.

 In an inadvertent moment, Xue Bai withdrew his gaze and thought of the Begonia Soup Pool made of ink jade.


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