Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh stealing a man's wife
Li Siye opened the curtain and looked towards the cosmetics building. He saw a woman wearing a curtain hat and a plain skirt. She went out with the help of a maid and came to the railing of the corridor.
"Coming, coming!" Countless scholars downstairs raised their heads eagerly.
The ninth lady of the Du family took off her hat and veil, and everyone's eyes shone with astonishment and they exclaimed in low voices. She was naked, and she didn't even apply lipstick, but she had a naturally beautiful face.
She took the hydrangea from the hand of the maid, and the scholars crowded together, stood on tiptoes and raised their hands high, as if they could find a marriage partner if they jumped high enough.
She turned her gaze to the outside of the crowd. A man wearing a moon-white robe was passing here on a study tour. He was looking up blankly, his eyes were clear and bright, like stars.
Du Jiuniang's eyes were attracted by him, and the ordinary people around her became eclipsed. She decisively threw the hydrangea to the man, and it fell into his arms. The man raised his head in surprise, and saw Du Jiuniang smiling shyly while leaning on the railing, and couldn't help but
I'm also crazy about it.
The scholars around him repeatedly congratulated him and said, "Congratulations, Liu Wenfang!"
Li Siye, who was sitting in the car far away, first admired: "It's true that hibiscus emerges from clear water and is naturally carved. This little lady is absolutely stunning."
He pointed to the man holding the hydrangea in his arms and asked Kubani: "What is the name of this talented man favored by God? Go and find out."
Kubani returned quickly, lay down beside the chariot and said: "This is Liu Changqing, a Jinshi who stayed in Chang'an City to be elected as an official. He is a talented scholar in Xuanzhou. His poetry is the best in the capital. He should be the leader of the new generation of literary circles.
She is only twenty-one years old this year, she is really in her prime, and she and Du Jiuniang are a match made in heaven."
Li Siye grabbed the beard on his chin and nodded, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
When they returned to the palace, Li Siye directly ordered Kubani: "Go to the palace and pay some gold, silver, silk and satin, the more the better, and go to Du's palace to propose marriage."
Kubani couldn't believe it, but he still opened his mouth in surprise and asked: "Which Dufu?"
"Where else can there be a Du family? Of course it is Du Jiuniang's family. Go tell the Du family's grandmother that Lieutenant Li has taken a fancy to Jiuniang and wants to take her as his concubine."
Kubani asked in a low voice: "Lord, is this a bit unethical?"
Li Siye didn't seem to hear clearly what he said, and only ordered: "You are right, then wait two days until Liu Changqing and Du Jiuniang exchange letters and vow to never separate before they propose marriage."
Kubani: "..."
"My Lord, have you ever asked Madam about your proposed marriage?"
Li Siye was stunned for a moment: "Not yet, but I will find an opportunity to tell her about this."
Kubani couldn't help but ask again: "Can my lord tolerate this kind of thing?"
Li Siye stared at him and said silently: "If you can't bear to rob a woman, how can you bear to rob other things in the future?"
The maid in charge of cleaning the room happened to overhear the conversation between the two and secretly went to tell the housekeeper, who then went to report to Twelve Niangs.
After hearing this, Li Twelve Niang was dizzy and almost fell down. She was supported by several servants and pinched the person before she woke up and cried uncontrollably: "Is he crazy? I am not against him taking concubines, but I would rather tear them apart."
A temple, no marriage! No matter how lustful he is, he can't do such a thing of beating a mandarin duck! Isn't he afraid of the scholars all over the world poking his spine and scolding him? "
The Twelve Mother cried for a while and then calmed down. She thought about it and felt something was wrong. Could she still know about her husband? She had never taken a concubine in the more than ten years since her marriage. Even if the emperor bestowed beauties in the palace, they were mostly kept in the Xiliang Palace.
Why did he change his gender and become so impatient and meaningless after returning to Chang'an?
She wiped her tears and told the steward: "Go and invite Alang over."
The slaves and maids in the house rushed around to tell each other, whispering to each other, and quickly lowered their heads when they saw their master passing by.
Li Siye came to Twelve Niang's bedroom and kicked out all the servants. The couple talked in low tones or in detail.
Suddenly, the two of them had a sudden quarrel, and the sound was as sharp as a piercing, and they quarreled from the bedroom to the main hall: "This is too late! Go and beg your Du Jiuniang! You lustful bastard! You beat the mandarin duck, you let me
A stab in the spine! You are going to destroy my family!"
"What's wrong with me? I've been fighting for so many years to earn such a big fortune! I want to be happy, but I can't even have a concubine!"
The servants at home were hiding outside the main hall, too frightened to speak out, for fear of being affected by their master's anger. Among them were two gardeners who were planting grass, squatting in the flowers, looking at each other with smiles on their lips, and quietly hunched over.
Sneaked out of the yard.
After all, Twelve Niang couldn't defeat her husband. The Xiliang Palace soon sent people to Du's house to propose marriage and take a concubine. The mistress of Du Jiuniang's family was evil-minded and followed others' influence. When she saw a prince of the dynasty coming to propose marriage, she nodded in agreement with a smile on her face.
Like a peony who hates vulgarity, I wish I could send my daughter to the palace tonight.
Du Jiuniang fought with tears, but her mistress sealed the doors and windows, removed all sharp objects, and even sawed off the beams to prevent her from hanging, just waiting for auspicious days to send her through the door.
Jiuniang had no idea what to do, so when a servant who sympathized with her plight came to deliver the meal, she bit off her finger and wrote a letter in blood, along with her own hairpin as a token of love, and asked the servant to send it to Liu Changqing, who lived in the Imperial College.
After Liu Changqing received the token, he saw the words written with blood and tears on the white silk cloth: I shall die, and I will live up to your love. Poet Liu was so distraught that he ran around to tell each other. Fortunately, the elders of several of his poet friends were serving as censors in the court.
, was willing to go to the imperial examination to impeach Li Siye. The examiner of his Jinshi Department was jealous of his hatred, and was also willing to help Liu Changqing to go to the imperial examination. Many imperial students in the Imperial College spread the news.
Li Heng knew the whole story of these things in the palace. Li Fuguo stood aside and vividly told the story of the turmoil in the Li family and the antagonism between the husband and wife.
Li Heng almost squirted out the medicinal tea in his hand, stood up and laughed loudly and said: "Haha, Li Siye has been working hard all his life, governing the place, leading the troops well, conquering Dashi, India, conquering Dabolu, suppressing the rebellion and regaining Chang'an
, Luoyang Erjing, can be regarded as an outstanding meritorious service, who would have thought that he would lose his life at night, and let a woman be obsessed with her mind and do such unwise things. "
Li Fuguo stood below and greeted him with a smile: "Everyone, you don't know the situation outside. There is a storm in Chang'an City. People are talking about it in the streets and alleys. The literati wrote poems and cursed Li Taiwei. The common people called him Fighting Cock Taiwei."
Lieutenant, Hengdao Taiwei. The censors at the Yushitai went to court one after another to impeach Li Siye, demanding that your majesty severely punish Li Siye and give Liu Changqing justice."
"Haha, ha," Li Heng sneered, "What does Captain Hengdao mean? Also, is Du Jiuniang really very beautiful?"
"It is despised to seize love with a sword." Li Fuguo said again: "Your Majesty, Du Jiuniang's country is beautiful and fragrant, and her beauty is the best in Beijing. Even the slaves find it pleasing to the eye and can't help but want to hold her in their arms and get close to her.
"
Li Heng was shaken when he heard that, and he resisted the thought of meeting Du Jiuniang. He was really afraid that he would be fascinated by the beauty after meeting him and ruin the good situation in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough,
It is still difficult for a hero to be a beauty."
Li Fuguo took the opportunity to step forward and said: "Your Majesty, why don't you take this opportunity to remove Li Siye's Taiwei, demote him to the third division of Kaifu Yitong, order him to stay at home and think about his mistakes, and then marry Du Jiuniang and Liu Changqing. In this way, Your Majesty not only comforted the censor.
Yan Guan also won the favor of the literati in Chang'an. This old boy got nothing and got a lot of notoriety."
"Wrong." Li Heng smiled and pointed at him and shook his head: "You are still short-sighted after all. If I sentence Du Jiuniang to Liu Changqing and everyone is happy, people will only scold him for a while and eventually forget about this matter. I want to let him
These imperial officials, literati, and the people of Chang'an scolded him all their lives, and they wanted to let Du Jiuniang's beauty ruin his mind, damage his body, and confuse his mind. By that time, Li Siye had already lost his reputation and lost his ambition.
What is there to be afraid of? When the time comes, his life, death, misfortune, blessings, and blessings will all be in my hands."
"Oh, and also, isn't that Liu Changqing a candidate for Jinshi? He was promoted to the position of Shi Yushi. The hatred of killing his father and seizing his wife must be so hateful that he must be gnashing his teeth with hatred. When he needs to be impeached in the future, he will definitely be able to act like a dog.
Pounce on him and bite him."
"Your Majesty's metaphor is really apt, hahaha."
The master and servant in the Zichen Palace laughed proudly.