Yang Lin and Yang Jian were riding in their own carriage, which was extremely smooth. The two of them were chatting in the carriage.
Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats, and several carriages from the Imperial City Division rushed across. The people on Bianliang Imperial Street fled for cover.
Yang Jian was shaken and bumped into the carriage. He screamed, held up his hat, and cursed: "We should see who is so arrogant!"
Yang Lin opened the car curtain and saw that it was Liu Qingshui. He quickly stopped him: "Qingshui, what are you doing? Are you going to demolish Bianliang?"
Liu Qingshui's face turned red, her eyebrows flew into her temples, and she was so angry.
After seeing clearly that it was his two friends, he stopped his horse and turned around, clasping his fists and saying: "It turns out it's you two brothers. I'm sorry, what happened today is really irritating. I clashed temporarily and I will prepare a banquet for you another day.
apologize."
"Where are you going in a hurry?" Seeing this situation, Yang Lin was leading the imperial army of the Imperial City Division to fight. After all, this was at the feet of the emperor. No matter how strong the Imperial City Division was, they couldn't play like this. Yang Lin quickly grabbed his little one.
brother.
Yang Jian gave a bitter smile and cursed: "Fortunately it's your boy. If it were someone else, our family would never be done with him. Oops, my teeth are all loose."
Liu Qingshui said bitterly: "Yesterday was my sister's birthday. Your Majesty agreed to go to her Yunjin Palace, but who knew that she was seduced by a prostitute. Now I'm going to smash her chicken coop and beat her up.
Have a meal and vent your anger on my sister."
Yang Lin and Yang Jian were stunned when they heard this. You are a cruel person.
The emperor's wife just finished her day, maybe there are still the emperor's descendants in her who have not yet dried up. You roll up your sleeves and give them a beating. You are really not afraid of anything.
Yang Lin didn't have many good brothers, so he quickly advised: "This is not a reckless matter. Don't bring trouble to the imperial concubine. Are you and I involved in the affairs in the palace?"
Liu Qingshui punched the carriage and cursed: "I just can't swallow this breath. It's okay for those birdies to bully my sister because of their good background. Now a prostitute dares to be so arrogant. We deserve to be bullied."
Can’t make it?”
Yang Lin lowered his voice and said: "Listen to my brother's advice. A gentleman takes revenge. It is not too late in ten years. There will be time for us to take revenge."
Yang Jian stood aside and watched with cold eyes. He felt intuitively that this young uncle was extremely stupid. It was a pity that his sister had arranged a good job for him.
If this Imperial City Division was in the hands of himself or Yang Lin beside him, it would be a supreme weapon. In the hands of this kid, he turned into a street gangster.
After comforting Liu Qingshui and persuading him to go back, Yang Lin and Yang Jian continued to move forward.
What Yang Jian said at first was right. Without him, no one would be able to find their future today.
You must know that Yang Jian, the official, got his job by leading Zhao Ji to find flowers and ask Liu, so he has a good knowledge of this place.
From the time when he was King Duan, Zhao Ji had a frivolous and dissolute personality. He was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, beauties, and sensual dogs and horses. Now he has no interest in government affairs and is known as the Emperor of Brothel.
Although he had a harem of three thousand beauties and beauties, he still often went out of the palace incognito in search of excitement.
For this reason, several treacherous eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs set up a trap, claiming to be responsible for his travel arrangements, but in fact they helped him lie. If he did not go to court that day, he would say that the official was ill, and so on, and there were many excuses.
The emperor did not hesitate to visit a brothel, which was not a glorious thing, so Zhao Ji was also cautious, for fear of being discovered by others.
But he didn't know that his popular behavior had long been known to the world.
Liu Qingshui was very angry today, but he did not tell all the reasons. In fact, Little Concubine Liu had fallen out of favor.
Mrs. Liu was the daughter of a restaurant owner and came from a humble background. Although she was gorgeous and charming, she lacked literary talent after all.
A few days ago, Zhao Ji was at the Cuju venue and received an authentic painting of Wu Daozi presented by Yang Lin. After returning to the palace, he unfolded the scroll and looked at it carefully. Concubine Liu Guifei happened to be waiting on him.
Zhao Ji spread out his pen and ink, signed the title on the painting, and saw that his calligraphy was strong and crisp, with side peaks like orchids and bamboos, and the beauty overflowed between the lines. He couldn't help but brush his beard and smile, without even looking at Concubine Liu.
Seeing that the emperor ignored her, Little Concubine Liu became a little temperamental after being favored for a long time. She said angrily: "The officials only care about calligraphy and painting, and they don't even care about me as a concubine."
If this coquettishness and infatuation were applied to others, they would have cried out that they couldn't bear it anymore. Who knows that Zhao Ji, the romantic emperor, has never seen any battles, but he is still obsessed with his calligraphy, Yang Lin's inscriptions and Wu Daozi's paintings.
Wanting to be complimented, but Concubine Liu was the only one next to her, she pointed to her own copy on the wall and asked, "Look, who is better, my painting or Wu Daozi's painting?"
Concubine Liu was a wine seller, so she didn't know anything about this. She hurriedly said: "What kind of thing is that from Wu Daozi? How can it be compared with official paintings?"
Zhao Ji shouted: "Ignorant woman, that Wu Daozi is the master in the painting. How could you dare to slander him?"
Just as he was about to have an attack, he saw that she was shaking all over with fear. Then he thought: She is the daughter of a restaurant, so what kind of calligraphy and painting does she know?
Zhao Ji couldn't help but think of Li Shishi, that beautiful girl who had learned all kinds of tricks since elementary school, was the best at entertaining, and was proficient in poetry and songs.
Zhao Ji mocked Concubine Liu as worthless in front of her, but instead brought up prostitutes outside the palace, which made Concubine Liu almost vomit blood in anger.
Liu Qingshui was trying to cover up his sister's shame, so naturally he wouldn't say these things, otherwise he wouldn't have had to beat up the emperor's concubine.
In the Jade Building, there are several wealthy guests who are luxuriously dressed, full of splendor and extraordinary aura.
On the rhino-skin incense table, dishes of food, wine and fruits have been laid out; hangings around the table are all paintings and calligraphy by famous sages;
There are thirty or twenty pots of strange rocks and green pines placed under the eaves; the couch is a small bed of fragrant nanmu with withered flowers, and the mattress is covered with brocade.
In a place like this, Zhao Ji just feels comfortable and relaxed. This is the tone he likes.
Next to him was Cai You, Cai Jing's eldest son, who made jokes from time to time, making Zhao Ji and the beauty next to him laugh constantly.
Next to Zhao Ji is a famous prostitute named Li Shishi. She is wearing a white shirt and a red robe. Her eyebrows are like green feathers and her skin is like mutton fat. She is truly a picturesque lady, outstanding.
Cai You is the eldest son of Cai Jing, but he does not rely on his father to get rich. This boy is an opportunist. He has long believed that Zhao Ji can become the emperor. He went to Prince Duan's Mansion early to curry favor with him and became good friends with Zhao Ji.
Later, when Zhao Ji ascended the throne, Cai You's popularity rose. He once overshadowed his father, Cai Jing, and his second uncle, Cai Bian, and became very popular in the court. Later, because of the power struggle with Cai Jing, father and son were like enemies, but that's a story later.
Now Cai You didn't look like an important minister at all, and kept talking some obscene slang to tease the emperor and Li Shishi.
Yang Lin saw it through the curtain, and Yang Jian secretly told him that this was Cai You.
He secretly shook his head and lamented that he was not even one-tenth of his father's style, he was just a jester.
Yang Jian bent down and lowered his head, like a grandson. Just as he was about to take Yang Lin in, he heard Yang Lin next to him holding his hand, opening the curtain, and saying in a loud voice: "Brother Xuanhe, I've been looking for you everywhere, but you haven't been found.
Hide here and be happy!"
Zhao Ji called himself "Master of Xuanhe". When Yang Jian heard that this guy was so arrogant that he called himself brother to the emperor and even held his hand, he was so frightened that he shook him hard and kept distance from this reckless man.
Who would have known that Zhao Ji loved this style and thought it was romantic, elegant and outstanding enough.
"Hey, you're late, why don't you punish yourself with three drinks?"