A large number of officials were already standing in the cold wind on the bank of the willows of Ba Bridge in the east of Chang'an City. Most of them were cadres of Li Linfu's party, including Cao Jiwen, the official of Jingzhao Prefecture, and Bo Luoxisu, the chief censor. Li Siye arrived a little late.
, but he didn’t want to stand in the same group as these people, so he had to stand back a little and regard it as completing the task assigned to him by Yang Yuyao.
When Wang Zhi, a doctor in the household department, arrived, many officials came forward to greet him with their hands crossed, chatting and laughing. Everyone wanted to get close to them, showing off their official style. What was unexpected was that Li Shizhi, the left prime minister, also came to the bank of Baqiao. Li Siye
I secretly guessed that Li Shizhi might represent the attitude and sincerity of the Prince's group, but his sincerity was too strong and could easily make An Lushan feel embarrassed.
He stood on tiptoe and looked at the crowd, and found that there were fifty or sixty people there, which really confirmed Qin Hui's statement that he still had a few friends.
A graceful woman rode a purple-maned horse and walked slowly towards the bridge. In front of her was a fair-faced and handsome little eunuch holding the reins of the horse. Only the third sister of the Yang family had such grace and appearance in Chang'an City.
The officials were silent for a short time. Most of them didn't know this woman. Some men still maintained their official dignity and were not willing to make public concessions to please women. But after all, someone broke through the bottom line. Ji Wen squeezed out of the crowd and got on the front fork.
Hands see the courtesy: "Ji Wen, who is a humble official, has met his wife."
"Yeah," Yang Yuyao nodded with her nostrils raised to the sky.
As long as someone breaks the taboo, someone will soon come forward to salute him without shame, and all the officials will come to Yang Yuyao's horse and cross their arms.
Yang Yuyao had some reply to Ji Wen who came up to greet him first, but she just glanced at the latecomer behind him and nodded briefly in return.
Of course, there are also officials like Li Shi who insist on a high-level bottom line, but they just stand aside a little coldly, unable to take this crucial step.
Li Siye was naturally not a person who acted one thing on the outside and another behind the scenes. He waited until the officials had greeted him before he stepped forward and crossed his hands. Yang Yuyao glanced at him sideways and murmured in a low voice: "I thought you were going to imitate those people who pretend to be noble and pretend to be noble."
Don’t you know my aunt?”
Li Siye smiled implicitly and stood on the side of Yang Yuyao's horse with his hands behind his back.
At this time, An Lushan was wearing a military uniform with big braids on his head and leading a large group of people towards Baqiao. He faced many court officials with a smile on his fat face, crossed his hands and said: "All my colleagues have a deep friendship with Lushan.
It really moved me.”
"The words of An Zhongcheng are serious. An Zhongcheng is an important minister. He guards the border, protects the country and the people, and relieves the saint's worries. We are here to see Zhongcheng off to show our friendship as a colleague."
These useless compliments are absolutely necessary at this moment. Even if they are false, they are enough to prove his connections in the officialdom and are also a benchmark for measuring his favorability.
When he rode his horse to the front of Wang Zhi and Li Shizhi, he quickly got off his horse and saluted the two officials: "Zhongcheng and Zuoxiang, you two are really your subordinates."
"An Zhongcheng, there is no need to be humble. You have made outstanding achievements and are favored by saints. It is the right time to ride on the wind and rise."
After An Lushan crossed his hands with the two of them, he finally came to Yang Yuyao. He lifted up his robe, half-knelt on the ground and crossed his hands and said, "Nephew An Lushan bids farewell to my aunt."
Yang Yuyao covered her mouth and let out a giggle: "Fat An, your colleagues in the court are watching. Don't you feel ashamed for giving me such a big gift?"
An Lushan raised his face and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, aunt? You are my elder. No matter what the occasion, Lushan must respectfully call you aunt."
"Get up quickly, my aunt is here to see you off, don't you think it's a honor?"
"Of course I have face, I have twice as much face, haha." He stood up and laughed loudly and boldly, without any embarrassment at all. Li Siye admired him very much. This man's psychological ability is really amazing.
He glanced at Li Siye who was standing aside, smiled and said, "I didn't expect General Li to be here too. I'm very touched that you can come."
Li Siye crossed his hands and smiled back: "It is Siye's blessing to be able to meet An Zhongcheng. Now that An Zhongcheng has returned to Pinglu, I can't afford to follow the blessing, so naturally I have to send him blessings."
"Listen." An Lushan laughed and said, "Listen, General Li is really getting better and better at talking.
Yang Yuyao smiled and kept riding on the horse with her head raised and her chest raised. The entire Baqiao shore seemed to have become her home court.
Pinglu Jiedushi's cavalry had already left Baqiao far away. An Lushan turned around, looked at the empty bridge, and snorted a sly laugh. He took out a few Sasanian gold coins from his arms.
, holding it in his right hand and throwing it into the Bahe River.
An Shouzhong was unable to stop him, so he looked at the river and asked regretfully: "It's such good gold, why did you throw it away?"
The Pinglu Jiedushi laughed and said, "These golds are stained with too much blood. It would be unlucky to leave them alone."
Shouzhong couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked him: "Zhongcheng, we could have left Chang'an before Yuanzheng. Why did we insist on letting the mother-in-law of the Yang family stay and almost get involved in that matter?"
"What do you know, kid? Those people are acting in a show, and we are just watching the show. We can just see two people clearly from this show."
An Shouzhong scratched the braid on his head with questions in his head.
"Don't you understand? Just don't understand."
…
The weather was quite sunny today. There were children playing on the roadside in Chang'an City's Anye Square, and the people were running for their own livelihoods. At this time, several children had a dispute over toys, and the pushing turned into beatings and scoldings.
"Xu Zaizi! No wonder you picked up my dragonfly and learned from your father. None of you in the Xu family are good people!"
Several older children pushed the child to the ground. When he covered his face and cried loudly, these children ran away in a swarm.
Li Siye led a carriage to the street and stopped opposite Xu's house. He jumped off the carriage and pretended to go into a shop to buy something - this was actually a vicious shop selling things from dead people.
"Lang Jun, are there any relatives in the family who are going to be buried? I have a three-foot-long white flag here, and a complete set of burial clothes, either made of paper from the inside to the outside, or made of brocade. It depends on Lang Jun's price."
"It's okay," Li Siye said with a smile, "I just came over to take a look."
The shopkeeper raised his eyelids and rolled his eyes at him, then turned back behind the curtain.
A man in the carriage lay down and reached out to lift a corner of the curtain. His face covered with linen was looking longingly at the crying child sitting on the ground across the street.
A woman with a bun on her head walked out of the room opposite. She only had two combs on her head. She held the little girl in her right arm. She stooped and reached out to pull up the child sitting on the ground.
"Why are you crying? Your father died without even seeing you cry!" The woman kicked the child's butt several times, and the child struggled to dodge, crying and calling for grandpa.
The woman was kicking and crying at the same time, as if she wanted to vent the pain and pressure of the family's upheaval on the child.
After the woman vented her anger, she cried and knelt down on the ground, then put her arms around the boy and the mother and cried, and the little girl in her arms also cried.
The man in the carriage grasped the window wall and lowered his head. His fingers twitched and trembled, and he shook the window curtain down.
Li Siye walked out of the mausoleum, holding a pile of burial clothes in his hand. He stepped onto the carriage shaft and put it under his buttocks. He grabbed the horse's rein and said, "Drive!"
The carriage rumbled along the street and gradually entered a remote winding alley. The person lying behind the carriage finally stopped whining and let out a howling cry.