Early in the morning, Du Wulang opened the door and entered Xue Bai's house.
"Yang Zhao is here."
"Huh?"
Du Wulang sighed: "I feel so anxious when I think that the Prime Minister's Office sent him here. I don't know when I will be able to get rid of these traitors."
"Don't worry."
Xue Bai smiled and said the same thing.
When the two arrived at the front hall, they saw Quan Rui sitting with him from a distance, while Yang Zhao was holding a gift list and looking at it with relish.
"My brother is here." Yang Zhao immediately called Quan Rui, put a little mark on the gift list, and said: "This... I will give it to brother Xue, cross it off from the gift list, and make a new gift list for me?"
Quan Rui said: "Don't bother, Du Zhai will give another equally valuable gift to Xue Langjun, so there is no need to change the gift list. What do you think of this, Yang Canjun?"
"Really?"
Quan Rui hurriedly said: "It's a real gift."
"Okay!" Yang Zhao made another favor and laughed, "I still need to ask the person in charge to do me a favor."
"Yang Canjun, please speak."
"Send someone to help me deliver the gift to Mrs. Guo Guo's house in Xuanyangfang."
Hearing these words, Xue Bai was slightly puzzled. He figured it out in a moment and walked in calmly.
He only found out about Mrs. Guo yesterday, and today Yang Zhao is taking him to a banquet. He doesn't think this is any coincidence.
"It must be done."
Quan Rui bowed his hands and turned around to leave.
From the angle when he first entered the door, you can see him rolling his eyes.
Xue Bai entered the hall and immediately smiled and said: "Uncle Guo is so generous. Every time he gets a gift, he gives it away after changing hands."
"You don't understand this." Yang Zhaozhi said proudly: "I'm willing to spend money to make friends with noble people. When I get better, how can I miss the money?"
"What a spirit!"
Although Xue Bai said these three words casually, it still made Yang Zhao happy.
"Haha, Brother Xue understands me. When I first arrived in Chang'an, I didn't have any special skills. I relied on my courage to make friends with others."
Yang Zhao laughed for a while, then changed the topic and asked: "By the way, are you ready for the poems?"
"I have prepared a song." Xue Bai said deliberately: "But now is the critical moment for the right minister to deal with the East Palace. If the right minister wants to use the uncle of the country, but the uncle of the country is drinking flower wine, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate, right?"<
/p>
Yang Zhao waved his hand and said: "It's not that fast. I guess Luo Xiangji hasn't found anything yet."
"Oh? Can't it be found out?"
"The military men of Longyou are not as soft as Liu Ji."
Xue Bai said: "One of them escaped at that time. Wouldn't the Right Prime Minister recruit the uncle to search for him?"
"How can I catch those desperadoes?" Yang Zhao said: "The road is far away, what I just wanted to say, oh, today I am not taking you to Xu Hezi, but Mrs. Guo Guo is inviting you to a banquet.
Long experience."
"Mrs. Guo Guo?"
Yang Zhao laughed proudly and said: "The poems you prepared can be sent to Mrs. Guo first."
He didn't care whether the poem he originally planned to send to the singing prostitute Xu Hezi was suitable for Mrs. Guo Guo. As he spoke, he raised his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go."
"Let's go."
Du Wulang asked: "Should I go too?"
Yang Zhao was impatient and said: "You can go if you want. It's too long-winded."
Du Wulang clearly just said a word, but he was still scolded. He didn't want to go, but he was worried about Xue Bai, so he hesitated.
Xue Bai pushed him gently and whispered: "It will be good for the Du family to make friends with Mrs. Guo Guo."
"But I heard that Mrs. Guo likes beautiful young men. If she goes there and doesn't come back..."
When Yang Zhao heard this, he laughed out loud, looked Du Wulang up and down, and said: "Go, go, it's okay to have some fun."
~~
After Yang Guifei was favored, she asked the saint to welcome her three sisters to Chang'an. When the saint saw them, he called them his aunts and named them Mrs. Guo, Mrs. Korea and Mrs. Qin respectively. They were given houses and rewards every year.
The amount of money spent on makeup is measured in tens of millions.
As a result, the three ladies inherited the favor, went in and out of the palace, and gained power over the government and the public.
The three ladies all live in Xuanyangfang, and almost every official who asks them to do something can't be done, so bribery from all over the world continues day and night.
After entering the square gate, you can hear children chasing each other in the distance, and the songs they sing are different from those elsewhere.
"Don't be happy when you have a boy, don't be sad when you have a girl. You can also be the lintel of a girl."
"Look, even a kid knows how to show off to the three ladies." Yang Zhao laughed loudly, took out a handful of copper coins and threw them over.
The children picked up the money with cheers and sang louder and louder.
"Don't be happy when you have a boy, don't be sad when you have a girl. You can also wear a girl on the lintel..."
Entering Mrs. Guo's Mansion, although the front yard only sees the gatehouse with hanging flowers and the hand-curved verandah, the waist of the verandah is already narrow and the eaves are high, creating a luxurious scene. Walking further inside, there are even more trees and flowers in the courtyard. p>
Entering the lobby, the colorful curtains hang high, it is magnificent and warm. The maidservants walk back and forth wearing only light veils, like butterflies wearing flowers. The men and women attending the banquet are all luxuriously dressed and have beautiful faces.
As soon as Yang Zhao and the others entered the hall, everyone turned their heads to look at each other. They were accustomed to Xue Bai's handsome appearance, but the listless-looking Du Wulang was very eye-catching.
"Hey, what a pair of lifeless little eyes."
I don’t know who said something, which made a beautiful woman sitting on the soft couch above burst into laughter.
She covered her mouth and smiled at Xue Bai: "Hey, why did the young master bring his entourage in?"
"I'm not a follower." Du Wulang muttered.
Yang Zhao laughed loudly and led them forward to say hello.
"I met Mrs. Guo Guo and brought some gifts. Please take a look."
"Why should my cousin be so polite?"
Yang Yuyao, the wife of Guo State, looks to be only in her twenties. She wears a ponytail, her hair is jet black, which makes the skin on her neck and chest look white. Her eyes are as if there are water waves flowing, and her mouth is like a cherry. She always has a slight smile on her face.
To make fun of.
Taking a closer look, she turned out to be naked, without makeup. She was born with smooth and tight skin, and her face was as white and rosy as a peach or plum.
Today she is wearing a red blouse, with her breasts half exposed. She is lying on her side, with her white and long legs looming, which outlines her undulating figure just right. It is exactly the "skirt drags six sections of the Xiangjiang River water, and the temples are raised"
A section of cloud in Wushan. The auspicious snow lamp on the chest is shining slantly, and the peach blossom wine is half drunk in the eyes."
If compared with Yang Zhao's wife Pei Rou, Pei Rou used her looks to serve others and showed off her looks in order to please men and appear coquettish; but Yang Yuyao was different. She knew she was beautiful and sat lazily, as if waiting for men to please them.
It’s called style.
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Xue Bai's intuition was that she would not be intimidated even when faced with today's saints. She naturally had the confidence to rely on her beauty and coquettishness.
Sensing Xue Bai's gaze, Yang Yuyao raised her head and looked at him, as if she was surprised by his courage, and her eyes showed a look of interest in him.
Yang Zhao quickly introduced: "This is Xue Bai. He fainted in the snow a few days ago and lost his memory. But now someone has said that he came from Mrs. Guo Guo?"
He actually said it directly.
Yang Yuyao was not annoyed after hearing this. Instead, she covered her mouth and laughed. She looked at Xue Bai deeply and said, "In this way, I met a group of beautiful young people on the road a while ago and invited them to have a banquet for a few days.
Could it be that Langzi is one of them?"
After saying that, she waved to Xue Bai and asked with a smile: "Have we slept together?"
Du Wulang was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Xue Bai shook his head and replied: "I really lost my memory, I can't remember it."
Yang Yuyao took a sip of wine and said as if joking: "You will remember it when we renew our relationship."
Yang Zhao said: "Xue Bai is now a person valued by the Prime Minister, but I don't know whose Qilin'er he is?"
"How can I remember this?" Yang Wangyao was displeased and said angrily: "I invited you to a banquet, but you tried me instead. Yes, yes, all the beautiful young men who lost their lives in Chang'an City were all kidnapped by me, okay?
”
Yang Zhao apologized and said with a smile: "That's not what I meant. I brought Xue Bai here today because I have a poem to give him."
Yang Yuyao became interested as soon as she heard this. She pointed at her wine glass and said, "Okay, Prince Consort Cui is about to compose a poem for today's banquet."
Yang Zhao looked in the direction she pointed and saw a handsome man holding a brush and thinking about the rice paper. He was Cui Huitong, the consort of the princess of Jin.
Cui Huitong was writing seriously, paying no attention to the conversations around him. He frowned and thought about a few words before he finally put down his pen and said happily: "The poem is done! The poem is done!"
He was quite satisfied with his poem, so he picked up the rice paper and chanted it loudly.
"The master laughs a few times in January, and when we meet each other, we hold cups of wine."
"See the beauty of spring like flowing water, flowers are flying today and blooming yesterday."
After reciting the poem, everyone applauded and praised it.
Yang Yuyao was quite happy to hear this, and said with a smile: "What a good poem. Looking back, who will still say that this is a secular banquet? We also have good poems at this banquet."
Du Wulang felt that this poem was just average, so he couldn't help but murmur to himself. The woman at the banquet was as beautiful as a fairy, and the man was handsome and charming, but he didn't seem to be very smart.
"Everyone, everyone."
Yang Zhao was capable of making noises. He clasped his fists and said loudly: "Today I am bringing this Mr. Xue. His poems are praised even by famous prostitutes in Nanqu."
The consort Cui Huitong was actually quite open-minded. He was not angry when he heard the words, but laughed and said: "Okay, I'm going to invite Xue Langjun to write a poem."
Xue Bai did not refuse, and bowed to Yang Yuyao with a humble attitude, saying: "I can't write poetry, but seeing this banquet today, a poem came to mind, which is "Huanxisha", dedicated to Mrs. Guo Guo.
Reward."
"Okay."
Yang Yuyao nodded to him, held up the wine glass, took a sip, and then listened to him read the lyrics.
"The jade bowl drips with dew in the cold ice, and the powder melts into the fragrant snow and penetrates the gauze. Makeup at night is better than lotus flowers."
"My temples are about to welcome the moon on my brows, wine red is beginning to appear on my face. It's a spring dream and the sun is setting in the west."
When she could only hear the first two sentences, Yang Yuyao was slightly startled and put down the wine glass in her hand.
When she heard the last sentence, "Make-up at night is better than lotus flowers," her eyes were brighter and full of admiration. She gently raised her hand to smooth the broken hair on her temples, and glanced down at her snow-white skin under the gauze.
A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When she finished reciting the second half of the poem, she and Xue Bai looked at each other, but they covered their faces with their hands, as if they were shy.
She is not a shy person at all.
She just had a strange feeling that in front of her was not a shy young boy, but an ambitious man, so she cooperated with him and smiled shyly.
"Okay!"
Yang Zhao couldn't understand the words, but after seeing Yang Yuyao's expression, he knew that the words were very good.
"Good lyrics. This poem describes Mrs. Guo Guo so beautifully that even I am moved!"
The consort Cui Huitong also nodded and praised: "Vivid and fragrant, it is indeed a short poem about vivid and fragrant."
Yang Yuyao became more and more happy, beckoning Xue Bai to come forward, poured a glass of wine into his hand, and asked with a smile: "How does the young man drink?"
Xue Bai took the wine glass and responded calmly: "I would like to accompany Mrs. Guo Guo to get drunk before resting."
"Call me sister." Yang Yuyao clinked glasses with him, drank down the wine in her hand, and looked at him with a smile.
The alcohol content of this wine was not high, and it was just like water to Xue Bai. He drank it all in one gulp, thinking about how to find peace with the help of Mrs. Guo Guo.
However, the next moment, he felt a little dizzy, so he shook his head, thinking that his drinking capacity was not enough, unless... the body's current drinking capacity is very poor.
Yang Zhao first looked at the way Xue Bai held the wine and knew that he had a great capacity for drinking. However, he didn't expect that Xue Bai had just had one drink and was already in a trance.
He was stunned, thinking that he and Xue Bai had drank wine. No, Xue Bai actually only took a sip that day at Xixiang Xiaozhu.
Thinking again about the fact that the right prime minister ordered Ji Wen to investigate Xue Bai's life experience, Yang Zhao had already taken it into consideration.
"Here, have another drink."
After being persuaded by Yang Zhao to drink a few more drinks, Xue Bai's face turned red, and he was obviously very drunk.
He was originally quite calm, but now he has relaxed a lot. He is no longer restrained at all, and instead refuses everyone who comes.
"I also had a drink with Xue Langjun, and his lyrics were really good."
"Haha, Japan has another poem to send to Mrs. Guo today, but the time is not suitable." Xue Bai blushed, waved his hand and said, "The time is not suitable."
"Oh?" Yang Yuyao was very interested. She stepped forward to support Xue Bai and asked, "What poem is it?"
Xue Bai shook his head and thought for a while before chanting.
"The weather is new on March 3rd, and there are many beautiful people by the waterfront in Chang'an."
"The appearance is strong and far-reaching, and it is true. The texture is delicate and the bones are even."
Yang Yuyao's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she realized that she also liked this poem.
However, Xue Bai was really drunk and could not stand firmly. He was half-leaning in her arms. She was not annoyed. Instead, she helped him stagger two steps and sat down together on the soft couch.
Seeing that it was almost done, Yang Zhao stepped forward and asked: "Who are you?"
"Xue Bai!" Xue Bai suddenly raised his hand to his forehead and responded loudly: "I was admitted to the county inspection in one or two years, and with seven years of grassroots work experience, I will definitely shine in the political and legal positions..." p>
Yang Zhao was startled, and when he asked again carefully, he still heard a series of unintelligible words. He couldn't help but froze on the spot, feeling quite confused.
"Pfft."
Seeing this, Yang Yuyao couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
She knew her cousin's character and knew that Yang Zhao wanted to pry. She was prejudiced against Xue Bai's drunken and serious appearance and frightened Yang Zhao, making her laugh even harder.
"Okay, okay, everyone has already said who it is, and you still have to ask."
Yang Yuyao waved her hand, drove Yang Zhao away, hugged Xue Bai, and gently played with his chin, her eyes full of affection.
~~
Xue Bai seemed to have had a dream.
In the dream, I changed my family and got rid of Li Linfu, which made me feel much more relaxed.
But when he opened his eyes, what he saw was still the beams in the wing of Du's house, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his eyes.
"Are you awake?"
Someone pushed the door open and came in.
Du Jin walked to the couch with his hands behind his back, glanced over at him, and asked with a meaningful smile: "Did you think you would be in Mrs. Guo's house?"
"Yeah." Xue Bai rubbed his head, but he didn't shy away from it, and said frankly: "It would be great if I could get Mrs. Guo Guo."
Du Jin "tsk" twice, shook her head, and said leisurely: "Yes, I am the powerful person who can decide the life and death of the Du family with just one word. Unlike me, a resentful woman who was divorced by the prince."
The tone is a little envious and a little bit sour.
She is a bit unwilling to admit defeat.
Xue Bai responded casually: "Don't worry, the prince will regret it."
"Wulang said, it seems that Mrs. Guo Guo wanted to keep you overnight last night, but it seems that the imperial concubine came, so she had to temporarily invite all the guests away."
"Concubine?"
Du Jin sneered slightly and said: "But it's not easy to be a leader."
Xue Bai stood up and said slowly: "After all, even Yang Zhao has to work for Li Linfu, let alone me?"
"Sooner or later we have to get rid of Li Linfu."
Xue Bai lowered his tone and said: "As for my identity, Princess Xianyi's Mansion pointed me to the wrong path. Now Yang Zhao and Ji Wen have been confused. We have to check it quickly."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
Du Jin asked: "Why don't you dare to let Yang Zhao and Ji Wen find out first?"
Xue Bai said: "What if I have a grudge against Li Linfu?"
Du Jin smiled at first, then his face gradually became serious.
She knew that with Li Linfu's wide range of enemies, this was indeed possible...
