The banquet is joyful, and the spring light is beautiful in the calyx tower.
The saint was in high spirits and made a joke.
Xue Bai quickly considered whether he should serve stir-fried dishes to the emperor. He had already told Du Wulang that Fengweilou should be fully prepared tonight and be able to serve dishes at any time.
But no need.
Li Longji had already eaten stir-fried vegetables, and it was Deng Lian's craftsmanship. The credit for the treasure presentation had long ago gone to Yang Yuyao. That's why the Yang sisters took the trouble to arrange his life experience, and Yang Yuhuan personally asked for help.
Xue Bai didn't need to compete with them for credit. As a white man, he couldn't always think about bypassing the people above him and directly flatter the emperor.
At the same time, he also heard that Li Longji was not easy to deceive, and he knew many things clearly, but he just induced them but did not reveal them.
But when they faced this king, they were committing the crime of deceiving him.
Yang Shenjin stood in front of Xue Bai as if he had lost his soul.
Xue Huize continued to deceive the emperor.
"Since January, Fengwei Tower has been in the limelight. This is true. However, this is not why my brother came to recognize his relatives. His wife and I are outside the Huae Tower. I asked the saint to inquire and see what else Yang Zhongcheng has to say?!"
After all, he was a famous general. Although Xue Hui didn't mean to ask questions, his words sounded thunderous at the end.
After hearing this, Xue Bai felt wary, knowing that Xue Ling's gambling and boastful character was not reliable. It would be too risky to let such a person confront him in front of the emperor.
Soon, a chamberlain hurriedly left the calyx building and summoned Xue Ling and Liu to the banquet.
"The saint Shangyuan Ankang."
Xue Ling was a little drunk, but not timid. He gambled with the dignitaries of Chang'an every night. He had heard a lot about the saints, and he felt that he was also a dignitary, but he was unsuccessful.
Liu Xiangjun behaved very well, but his face was haggard and his clothes were simple. Many people in the palace shook their heads secretly when they saw him.
Even Yang Yuyao frowned and bit her lips, consciously finding such a shabby door for Xue Bai and losing a lot of face.
"Xue Ling, but you lost your son?"
"Returning to the words of the saint, it is true, this is my son. When he was lost, he only had the nickname 'Sickness'."
"What's the proof?"
"There is a family record here. Liulang was born in the 19th year of Kaiyuan. In the 24th year of Kaiyuan, he was kidnapped from Weinan official road and sold to Luoyang Nanshi. The students spent all their wealth and searched hard, and collected many clues over the years...
"
Xue Ling gave a very logical answer and took out many documents.
Li Longji was too lazy to look. He casually leaned over and said to Gao Lishi: "General, let's take another look. Does it look like it?"
Gao Lishi stepped forward again and looked at him.
If we only talk about body and appearance, Xue Ling is also tall and handsome, but he eats, drinks, and gambles excessively, and is far from the elegant and noble spirit of Yang Shenjin.
"When I look at it, I see some similarities and some dissimilarities. What do you think, my consort?"
Yang Hui was in a daze again. He didn't come to his senses and replied directly: "It doesn't look like that. This man looks too down and out."
"abjection?"
Xue Ling would never allow others to slander his life experience, so he immediately retorted and raised his hand to point at Yang Shenjin.
"Am I down and out? In terms of my distinguished background, my ancestors have been ministers to the imperial family for generations. When Yang Zhong, Taizu Taizu of the Sui Dynasty, was still working as a servant, my Xue family has been ringing for a hundred years, a hundred years!"
The branch of the southern ancestral family of the Xue family in Hedong was known as the "strong force clan" at that time. Although Xue Rengui's family fell into decline due to the early death of his father, in fact, his ancestors were all high-ranking officials and could be traced back to the Southern and Northern Dynasties. They were indeed ministers for generations.
Of course, a wealthy family is like a big tree, with a trunk, branches and leaves.
Yang Hui was stunned for a moment, disdainful to argue with a branch like Xue Ling.
This man spoke out of his mind and brought out Yang Zhong. If he brought up Yang Jian and Yang Guang again, it would ruin the saint's mood for watching the lantern.
"Yang Shenjin, why are you trying to steal my son?"
, among all the princes in this palace, which one is not magnificent in appearance?"
Li Longji laughed loudly when he heard this.
He was very amused by Xue Ling's words, but he did not forget to appease his ministers.
"Yang Qing, don't worry, Xue Ling speaks too straightforwardly."
Yang Shenjin hurriedly said: "I don't dare."
"Of course, my beloved ladies are indeed magnificent in appearance, handsome and magnificent in appearance!"
"I would like to thank Your Majesty for your generous compliment!"
"God has blessed the Tang Dynasty to prosper. All the sages will gather together, the civil and military will stand tall, and there will be no sages in the wild. I will have a drink with all the ministers to congratulate it."
As soon as Li Longji was happy, he immediately picked up a glass.
Suddenly, all the senior officials in the palace stood up and raised their glasses to toast. Regardless of the color of their official robes, hundreds of people were all tall, burly, and well-groomed.
"The Tang Dynasty is prosperous!"
"The great Tang Dynasty..."
The sound spread, and the calyx building was filled with joy, just because the saint toasted a glass of wine.
But as soon as Li Longji put down his glass, he asked another question, which was very meaningful.
"Xue Ling, it turns out that you have also heard of Yang Qing's heroic words of 'seeing the face of the present'?"
…
Li Niang just sat down and stood up suddenly.
The saint really saw it.
Yang Shenjin's arrogant words, "My three brothers have such appearance, such talent, and look contemporary" were just mentioned by Gao Lishi. This was a reminder to others that the saint no longer liked Yang Shenjin.
Therefore, there was someone behind the scenes who heard this meaning and taught Xue Ling to say this.
But the saint knows full well that no one can deceive the king in this hall.
Let's all die!
Li Niang was thinking about how to cleverly expose Xue Bai's conspiracy to deceive the emperor. Suddenly, someone took the lead.
"Sage, Xue Ling is not trustworthy. Eight out of ten words he says are false!"
Li Niang looked back and saw that the person speaking was Zhang Si, the eldest daughter of Zhang Quyi's family.
Zhang Si was a little drunk, raised his hand and said again: "Xue Ling, do you think I don't know you? You ruined your family with gambling, but you dare to tell the saint that you spent all your wealth to look for your son, are you deceiving the emperor?!"
When Xue Bai heard this voice, he also recalled... This was the arrogant woman who escaped from the dark gambling house on the night she killed Jixiang, and claimed to be the daughter of Shangzhu Kingdom.
Xue Ling was a little panicked, and then realized that there was still his gambling friend at the banquet.
Zhangchou Jianqiong, the Minister of Household Affairs, took a closer look at him and recognized him, and immediately shouted: "Xue Ling, you owe debts everywhere, and you have set your sights on Xue Bai's Fengwei Tower. How dare you go to the imperial court?!"
Xue Lingdeng immediately fell to his knees and trembled.
Li Niang's blood boiled when she heard this, thinking that these thieves were going to die soon.
But I heard Xue Ling say in a trembling voice: "Back to the saint, I really didn't cook for Fengweilou... I had eaten fried vegetables in the army when I was in Fanyang. They were dry and burnt, and there was nothing delicious at all."
"In the military? Stir-fried in a wok?" Xue Bai suddenly reacted, "I seem to remember a little bit..."
Although he knew that Xue Ling was unreliable, he still decided to bet on the Yang sisters.
"Mukuro, you finally remembered?"
Xue Ling was overjoyed.
He told all kinds of nonsense in order to defraud money from his relatives and immediately cooperated.
"Remember? That year I took you to visit your fifth uncle. In Fan Yang's army, I fed you fried vegetables with my own hands. That day you said, 'Grandpa, when I grow up, I want to fight for my grandpa'. You finally thought
Get up."
"Woo!"
When Mrs. Liu heard this, she couldn't hold it back and cried loudly, covering her mouth with her hands.
Xue Bai turned around and looked at the couple, stunned.
Li Niang couldn't help but sneer when she saw it.
The saint has already beaten Xue Ling, but this kid still dares to continue to deceive the emperor and bring about his own death.
"Xue Bai." Li Longji asked, "Is this your grandfather?"
"Back to Saint, I don't remember much, but I seem to have an impression."
"Xue Ling, I have one last question for you, are you sure this is your son?"
Although Xue Ling was bold, he was inexplicably frightened and subconsciously looked up at the red-robed official.
"I ask you, what do you think other people are doing?" Li Longji shouted: "Is it possible that someone else found a son for you?"
Intentionally or unintentionally, he actually glanced at Li Heng.
Everyone was immediately frightened.
The atmosphere turned cold, and Xue Ling and Liu quickly fell to the ground, trembling and not daring to speak.
Suddenly, a silver bell-like laughter sounded.
What followed was a sentence, as if the spring breeze had blown away the severe cold.
"Sanlang, I asked General Gao to organize this."
Xue Bai looked around and saw that it was Yang Yuhuan who was speaking. Her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley. If she sang, she would be very nice.
"Didn't we eat stir-fried vegetables? I heard from the third sister that Xiao Xue Bai, who brought her stir-fried vegetables, was separated from his family. I asked General Gao if he could find his family for him. This is also a good deed. General Gao didn't expect
I actually found it.”
When she spoke, her eyes showed the innocence of a little girl, the mature charm, and the cunning and wit of a young girl... Even Xue Bai couldn't tell how true or false her words were.
Gao Lishi immediately responded respectfully.
"That day, General Xue was on duty at the palace gate, and the old slave asked him to list the families of the missing children in Chang'an. When General Xue heard this, he patted his legs and said that his brother's family was there. Unexpectedly, the child who had been missing for ten years suddenly appeared.
I have found a home. The old slave only asked one sentence and did not dare to take any credit. It must be the noble concubine's good deeds, and the Xue family has received great blessings. The sixth year of Tianbao has been filled with wonderful things and wonderful stories, and it has been a good year."
"I see."
Li Longji was overjoyed. He stroked his beard and smiled and said: "My beloved concubine is kind-hearted and the general is diligent, so we can reunite the family that has been separated for ten years. Good, good! Xue Ling, Xue Bai, you and your son still don't want to thank you?"
"Thank you, saint, for your great kindness!"
Xue Ling was overjoyed when she thought of the dazzling wealth and quickly kowtowed.
Mrs. Liu burst into tears of joy and cried again. She took a deep look at Xue Bai and thanked Li Longji profusely.
"Thank me for what?" Li Longji became more and more cordial, "Don't you know who you should thank?"
Xue Ling and his wife bowed to the ground again, "Thank you, Concubine Xie, General Gao Xie..."
Xue Bai was still confused and slowly raised his hand to salute.
"Get up quickly, there is no need to be polite." Yang Yuhuan smiled and turned to Xue Bai: "In a while, Xu Hezi will sing in front of the emperor. You are good at writing poems, so you have to let her sing a new song."
Her eyes were bright, as if she was very playful.
Thinking about it, Li Longji still doted on her so much even though he was old, not only because of her beauty, but also because her liveliness and playfulness made him feel interesting and youthful.
After all, who likes boring people who keep a straight face all day long? For example, among the concubines in the tonight palace, there is another one who is also extremely beautiful, but has a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk. Li Longji has been neglecting her.
Xue Bai thought again that Yang Yuhuan's words might also have the meaning of encouragement.
Two months ago, she left the palace in anger, and he asked Yang Zhao to send a poem... She remembered this favor.
"The noble concubine is so complimentary. I dare not show my ugliness in front of the princes." Xue Bai answered politely.
"Don't be too modest. Young men of the Tang Dynasty should be bold and arrogant!" Although Li Longji is old, his tone is so heroic. "What's more, your sentence 'Clouds are in the blue sky and water is in the bottle' is very good. Such an artistic conception can be achieved in one sentence.
A whole good poem.”
"How could a saint have heard of this?" Xue Bai pretended to be surprised.
"Well done." Li Longji smiled proudly, ignored him, and said, "Xue Qing, take your brother, sit down, and give me some wine!"
"Here."
"Okay, this boy's life experience is determined. Don't let the fight for his son disturb the Shangyuan Banquet anymore. Yang Qing, do you think so?"
"..."
Seeing this scene, Li Niang was stunned.
She couldn't believe that her wise and powerful father clearly knew that Xue Ling and others were deceiving the emperor, so he could indulge them and just let whoever could make him happy have the final say?
Ever since Yang Yuhuan was born, the saint has become so mediocre!
Turning around again, I saw Li Tengkong sitting there, staring only at Xue Bai. Although she only showed a side face, her girlish feelings were obvious.
Li Niang was unhappy, and she couldn't stand Li Tengkong's expression of joy and affection. Even though she knew it was not the time to talk at the banquet, she still pushed Li Tengkong angrily to wake her up from her meditation.
"Li Xiaoxian, why are you crazy? You can't marry him, you can't marry him!"
"Why?"
Li Niang was stunned by the question and whispered viciously: "Because they are all trying to deceive you. In fact, your grandfather killed everyone in his family!"
Li Tengkong's mind buzzed, and he was completely stunned.
She opened and closed her lips, wanting to ask Li Niang how she knew, and wanted to say, "You lied to me."
But she couldn't say a word. She had realized that this story was probably true... because grandpa was that kind of person.
"With such a big hatred, he must hate your grandpa to the core, so he approached the Youxiang Mansion. You can't marry him." Li Niang was still saying.
Emotions welled up, and Li Tengkong lowered his head.
She first recalled the times when she saw Xue Bai behind the window of choosing a husband. That day, her grandfather sent people to Nanqu to find out how he fell in love with Yang Zhao. A famous prostitute said that Xue Bai was not in trouble when he was pregnant, and so on.
She couldn't help but ran out and said something.
"Grandpa, this husband has extraordinary behavior and writes good poems. He is a talent."
The story started from here to now. She had to pull out all the memories from her mind one by one. She had to forget about tonight's encounter, adventure...
Born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she grew up with fine clothes, fine food, and wealth, and with the world's wealth and honor, she had a share in the sins of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If she couldn't get it, she deserved it.
After reciting the word "should" repeatedly in his heart, Li Tengkong raised his head slightly and did not cry.
Li Niang's eyes fell on Li Linfu's seat, knowing that it would be difficult to get people to tell about this matter, and she would have to think of a way to talk about it later.
"Zheng."
With the sound of the pipa, the music and dance started again.
Except for Li Tengkong, everyone at the banquet turned to look outside the calyx building.
Unexpectedly, a platform was set up outside the railing.
Now is the time when the Lantern Festival is at its busiest...Xu Hezi is about to take the stage.
Finally, in the sky filled with lanterns, a graceful and graceful woman dressed in colorful clothes looked extremely independent.
She opened her mouth, and a high-pitched and clear singing voice fell into her ears. It was clearly melodious, but it could be heard for nine nights, like the sound of a whip in the air, and it instantly drowned out all sounds.
Even Yang Yuhuan was pleasantly surprised. He stood up straight away, held the ribbon in both hands and held up the hem of his skirt, trotted across the hall, and went to the railing to take a closer look.
No one said anything, the hall was empty, and everyone was listening to Xu Hezi singing.
There was a chirping sound in the throat that could be heard across Jiumo.
"Looking at the building, in the empty smoke, the auspicious snow has passed in the early years. The flowers in the garden are like jade trees, and the water in the pond is like the Milky Way."
"The seven-day auspicious picture is revealed, and thousands of spring royal rewards are abundant. The light flying conveys the colorful victory, and the sky is filled with smoke songs."
"..."
After the song ended, the palace was quiet for a long time before everyone cheered loudly.
At the same time, cheers came from the distance.
Xu Hezi's singing voice was so clear that it could be heard by thousands of people both inside and outside the palace. He was truly enjoying himself with the people.
Li Longji held the wine glass and followed Yang Yuhuan to the railing. He smiled heartily and talked with everyone for a while, then suddenly said: "Yongxin's singing voice is still the same, how come he is singing old songs?"
With that said, he turned around and pointed at Xue Bai and said, "Taizhen said that you have poetic talent, so tonight you will compose a poem first."
"Back to the saint, during the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty, there were many great poets. I was young and did not dare to do anything in my class."
"How could Taizhen be wrong?" Li Longji deliberately said with a straight face, "With her supporting you, what are you afraid of?"
Without waiting for Xue Bai to answer, he glanced at the ministers and pointed at one of them.
"Then let this kid try to figure it out. Wang Qing will come first and compose a song based on 'Lantern Festival and Spring Banquet, Heaven protects the joy together'."
"I accept the decree."
Wang Wei stood up politely, pondered for a while, and then composed a poem titled "Yingzhi of the Shangyuan Festival at the Flower Calyx Tower". In the title of the poem, he emphasized that this was a work that should be made, and he could have written better.
.
"The colorful battles last through the night, and the Qiong Tower is illuminated by the dawn."
"In the first month of time, the palace is filled with flowers."
"Not counting the days of King Qin, who will conquer the Luo River?"
"The wine feast is too much for the catkins, but the dancing sleeves are timid for the spring breeze."
"There is no virtue in nature, and there is no merit in war if people are happy."
"Still approaching the Jiuqu Banquet, and even reaching Si Mencong."
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Xu Hezi’s singing voice and Wang Mojie’s new poems.
Li Tengkong loved these things the most in the past, but sitting there now, he was always in a low mood. He just hoped that the banquet would end early and find a place where no one was around to cry.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Xue Bai again, wanting to take a last look at him.
Xue Bai is being asked to compose poems.
"But I don't know how to compose poems. I don't understand the style. I can only piece together the words randomly and make up some long and short sentences without rhythm."
"Piecing it together randomly? Then you can piece it together randomly and let me hear it."
"Here."
Li Tengkong knew that he had poetic talent, but he felt more and more sad, so he whispered to Li Niang: "I don't feel very well, I apologize..."
She turned around and was about to exit the palace when she heard Xue Bai's voice composing poetry.
"The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows them down like stars like rain."
"BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance."
"The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."
Li Tengkong couldn't help but stop.
Suddenly, she remembered the meeting with Xue Bai tonight under the lantern tree on Qixiamen Street. The carved carriage drove by, the plum blossoms were fragrant, and the phoenix flute was playing. She looked at him.
What he wrote at this time was exactly the situation at that time?
Lifting up his sleeves and wiping his eyes, Li Tengkong still wanted to run away, but felt that his feet were as heavy as a thousand stones.
She didn't want to hear it anymore, but she wanted to hear it again.
I couldn't help but look back and saw that the young man with aloof posture was standing under the lantern, reading a long poem to the new tune.
"The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance."
"The public searched for him hundreds of times."
"When I suddenly looked back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place."
…
Two lines of tears fell, and the woman in a colorful dress fled, at a loss.
