Four hundred and ninetieth chapters gifts show their magical powers
This foreign official who did not know the details was really frightened by Yang Zhao and crossed his hands teasingly. Everyone speculated on his identity, but no one said anything to stop him.
He walked up to the eunuch, put on a smile and cupped his hands, took out the gift post from his sleeve, and handed it to the eunuch's hand. The eunuch opened the post and took a look, bowed and crossed his hands and squeezed out a sharp laugh from his throat: "So it turns out
It’s Uncle Yang Guo, and I’m here to greet you.”
"Easy to say, easy to say." Yang Zhao smiled and waved his hand. Just as he was about to walk in, he was blocked by the eunuch's smiling face: "Uncle Yang, I can't let you in for the time being. The imperial concubine has ordered that you are the last person to go in today."
Go in. Since you are one of your own family, of course you have to let outsiders in first."
Yang Zhao was speechless and had to retreat to the back of the crowd angrily. Li Siye turned around and smiled at him, but his face turned a little blue.
Li Siye originally thought that he was thick-skinned and had a lot of courage. But now it seems that it is ironic that these two similar qualities cannot appear in this person at the same time.
After a short queue, most people left their congratulatory posts and gifts and had no choice but to go back home. Only four people were able to enter the Forbidden Palace directly. They were sent to Beijing by An Lushan, the military governor of Pinglu and Fanyang.
The eldest son, An Qingxu, represents Gao Xianzhi and his own Li Siye, represents Yang Zhao, the military governor of Jiannan, and represents An Sishun, the husband of Meng Lingcha.
The four people filed in from the city cave with their entourage and gifts, passed through the long palace wall and brick road, and stood under the gatehouse in front of Changqing Hall.
"Everyone, please wait a moment. I will go in and report to the Queen."
The four of them crossed their arms and each stopped to wait under the gate, without communicating with each other. Li Siye set his sights on An Qingxu, a Sogdian boy with freckles on his face, probably no more than twenty years old.
Looks a little shy.
An Qingxu raised his eyebrows and glanced at An Sishun, who was standing there with his hands folded and his eyes closed. Perhaps he thought he couldn't escape, so he stepped forward to salute and cross his hands: "My nephew Qingxu pays homage to my uncle."
An Sishun narrowed his eyes and hummed without any expression on his face, and the hum sounded very perfunctory, as if he was clearing the thick phlegm in his throat.
Yang Zhao sneered at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this boy's uncle was called too late. There is no one with such a close relationship.
Li Siye had a different view. An Lushan and An Sishun were two completely different people, and they probably couldn't pee in the same pot. This gap also indicated that they would have different stances in the future and were destined to have different endings.
In the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, the most unreliable relationship was between relatives and the same clan. Li Linfu was the nephew of Jiang Chen, Duke of Chu, and Wei Jian's wife was Jiang Chen's daughter. They were cousins. However, when Wei Jian entered the court,
He was about to become prime minister and was also the prince's eldest uncle, which aroused Li Linfu's jealousy and eventually framed him to death. Li Linfu and Li Shizhi were from the same clan, and although they were in the fifth rank, they were forced to death in various ways in order to fight for power.
At this time, the eunuch led a group of young eunuchs to the gate tower, put his hands behind his hands and said, "The attendants you have brought are waiting here, and the people in the palace will take the gifts for them."
"The four of you come in with me."
The four of them walked side by side, followed by their gifts, along the stone path to the front of the Changqing Hall, step by step up the stone steps, crossed the threshold and entered the hall.
The Changqing Hall is small in scale, with only four pillars in depth. The palace yellow gauze curtains hang on both sides of the pillars. In the center is the platform, with a long sitting platform on it. In the center of the sitting platform, there are low tables and partitions. Li Longji
He and Yang Yuhuan sat cross-legged on both sides of the couch, leaning on the shorter ones and supporting their elbows on the sides.
The four of them knelt down and kowtowed at the same time, and congratulated each other in varying voices: "I congratulate the saint, I congratulate the noble concubine."
Li Longji nodded and said, "Let's all get up and talk."
Everyone stood up in the palace and stood on both sides of the hall. A group of young eunuchs stood behind them holding gifts.
Li Longji was in a happy mood and said with a smile: "You are all here today to congratulate the imperial concubine on her promotion. You have also brought the tribute gifts. Who will give the gift first?"
The four of them looked at each other. The gifts they brought were all sealed like express delivery, and the order must be very different. Generally speaking, the best treasures are those that appear in the finale, but who can guarantee that their gifts will be better than the others?
Others are high-end. But if two people bring the same gift, the one who appears first will naturally have the upper hand.
An Sishun stepped forward and crossed his arms and said: "We don't dare to be good at it. Let the saints and noble ladies choose."
Yang Yuhuan was already full of expectations. Her mood at this time was probably the same as that of the girls who were unpacking the express. She raised her moist eyes and glanced at Sanlang next to her. The emperor said with a smile on his chin: "Today is yours.
On a good day, I will just be a spectator, and you will be the one to decide everything."
She raised her chin, pointed at An Sishun and said, "In that case, let the general who just spoke start."
An Sishun folded his hands and said, "Thank you, empress."
With a wave of his hand, he called the six eunuchs who were holding gifts to come closer. He lifted the red gauze over the first gift, but he was holding a round gold box. He opened the gold box, and inside was a
The bright red rouge.
He introduced it: "This is a rouge made from cinnabar, rhubarb and rhubarb from Yanzhi Mountain, as well as snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain. When applied on the skin, it will be rosy and close to the texture of the skin."
Yang Yuhuan just nodded with his hands on his temples, and An Sishun had no choice but to introduce the next product, a wine bottle made of jade, which was ultra-thin and clear. The bright red wine inside could be vaguely seen from the outside. There were several bottles placed next to the wine bottle.
A wine cup, white and green in color.
"This is the wine that is abundant in Wuwei City. Fumeng Zhongcheng specially selected the 60-year-old wine. These wine bottles and wine cups are all luminous cups made of jade that glow at night. Even at night without lights,
We can have a drink together.”
Concubine Yang covered her chin with her sleeves and smiled: "This is good."
The gauze on other items was also removed one by one, including some Hexi specialty walnuts, pineapples, and a kind of Cistanche deserticola called desert ginseng.
With An Sishun at the bottom, Yang Yuhuan became more interested. He pointed at An Qingxu and asked, "You are Lu'er's son, what gift did your father prepare for me?"
An Qingxu was not as thick-skinned as his father. He did not call her grandmother, but just bowed and crossed his hands and said, "Mother, please take a look."
He opened the first gauze, and it turned out to be a bamboo cage with a young red-crowned crane inside.
Without any introduction, Yang Yuhuan praised in surprise: "It's so beautiful. There are such beautiful birds in the world."
An Qingxu opened the second gauze without saying anything. Inside was a wooden box. When he opened the wooden box, he found a thick ginseng.
"This ginseng has been growing underground for nearly a thousand years. My father sent more than fifty experienced ginseng pickers to catch it."
Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Is it alive?"
"I don't know. I just heard from the Mohe people that the older the ginseng is, the more spiritual it is, and it can avoid the ginseng collectors' earth escape. Only such ginseng can prolong life and maintain youth."
An Qingxu opened the third gauze scarf, took out the mink velvet cloak folded on the plate, held it in his hand and said: "My father went out hunting all winter, killed more than thirty mink, and found someone to tan them for the imperial concubine."
Made of mink fur cape. It is very cold-resistant. When traveling in winter, as long as it is wrapped around the body, it will not be cold even in the ice and snow.
According to the gift list that An Qingxu read, An Lushan's gift to the imperial concubine also included a yew tree transplanted from Silla. It was not convenient to bring it into the palace, so it had been planted in Xingqing Palace. There were also
Ten slaves brought from Silla were given to Concubine Yang to reward her family.
Kunlun slaves and Silla maids were the two specialties of human trafficking in the Tang Dynasty, and dignitaries rushed to buy them. They were priceless in the market.
An Lushan was so willing to spend a lot of money, which made Concubine Yang even more happy. She said with a smile: "It seems that Lu'er is more filial to me."
An Qingxu lowered his head and blushed a little. After all, he was still too young and he didn't have the shame of his father. He took advantage of the situation and knelt down and called grandma or grandma.
Yang Yuhuan finally raised her head and stared at Li Siye. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes were wet. She raised her eyes and asked with a smile: "Li Siye, what gift did you bring to me? Please bring it up to see."
Li Siye lowered his head and crossed his hands and said, "Here."
He waved to the three eunuchs below. One of them came up with a wooden box, and the other two carried heavy objects wrapped in sheep's felt. Judging from the pace, they were very heavy and strenuous.
Yang Zhao stood behind and couldn't help touching his nose and laughing to himself. There were only two gifts, which looked very shabby. Is it because Anxi is a desert full of poverty, or these people are stingy and dare not even care about the gifts given to the imperial concubine.