Early in the morning, Du Wulang opened the door and entered Xue Bai's house.
"Yang Zhao is here."
"Um?"
Du Wulang sighed: "I feel so anxious when I think that the Prime Minister's Office sent him here. I don't know when I will be able to get rid of these traitors."
"Don't worry."
Xue Bai smiled, still saying the same thing.
When the two arrived at the front hall, they saw Quan Rui sitting with him from a distance, while Yang Zhao was holding a gift list and looking at it with relish.
"My brother is here." Yang Zhao immediately called Quan Rui, put a little mark on the gift list, and said: "This... I will give it to Brother Xue, cross it off from the gift list, and make a new gift list for me?"
Quan Rui said: "No need to bother, Du Zhai will give another equally valuable gift to Mr. Xue, so there is no need to change the gift list. What do you think of this, Yang Canjun?"
"Really?"
Quan Rui said hurriedly: "It's a real gift."
"Okay!" Yang Zhao made another favor and laughed, "I still need to ask the person in charge to do me a favor."
"Yang Canjun, please speak."
"Send someone to help me deliver the gift to Mrs. Guo Guo's house in Xuanyangfang."
Hearing these words, Xue Bai was slightly puzzled. He figured it out in a moment and walked in calmly.
He only found out about Mrs. Guo yesterday, and today Yang Zhao is taking him to a banquet. He doesn't think this is any coincidence.
"It must be done."
Quan Rui bowed his hands and turned around to leave.
From the angle when he first entered the door, you could see him rolling his eyes wide.
Xue Bai entered the hall and immediately smiled and said: "Uncle Guo is so generous. Every time he gets a gift, he gives it away after changing hands."
"You don't understand this." Yang Zhaozhi said proudly: "I am willing to spend money to make friends with noble people. When I get better, how can I miss the money?"
"What a spirit!"
Although Xue Bai said these three words casually, it still made Yang Zhao happy.
"Haha, Brother Xue understands me. I first arrived in Chang'an and I have no other skills. I rely on my courage to make friends with others."
Yang Zhao laughed for a while, then changed the topic and asked: "By the way, are you ready for the poems?"
"I have prepared a song." Xue Bai said deliberately: "But now is the critical moment for the right minister to deal with the East Palace. If the right minister wants to use the uncle of the country, but the uncle of the country is drinking flower wine, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate, right?"
Yang Zhao waved his hand and said: "It's not that fast. I guess Luo Xiangji hasn't found anything yet."
"Oh? Can't you find out?"
"The military men of Longyou are not as soft as Liu Ji."
Xue Bai said: "One of them escaped at that time. Wouldn't the Right Prime Minister recruit the uncle to search for him?"
"How can I catch those desperadoes?" Yang Zhao said: "The road is far away, what I just wanted to say, oh, today I am not taking you to Xu Hezi, but Mrs. Guo Guo is inviting you to a banquet. Long experience."
"Mrs. Guo Guo?"
Yang Zhao laughed proudly and said: "The poems you prepared are just right to send to Mrs. Guo Guo first."
He didn't care whether the poem he originally planned to send to the singing girl Xu Hezi was suitable for Mrs. Guo Guo. As he spoke, he raised his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go."
"Let's go."
Du Wulang asked: "Should I go too?"
Yang Zhao was impatient and said, "You can go if you want. It's too verbose."
Du Wulang clearly just said a word, but he was still scolded. He didn't want to go, but he was worried about Xue Bai, so he couldn't hesitate.
Xue Bai pushed him gently and whispered: "It will be good for the Du family to make friends with Mrs. Guo Guo."
"But I heard that Mrs. Guo likes beautiful young men. If she goes there and doesn't come back..."
When Yang Zhao heard this, he laughed out loud, looked Du Wulang up and down, and said, "Go, go, just go and have some fun."
~~
After Yang Guifei was favored, she asked the saint to welcome her three sisters into Chang'an. When the saint saw them, he addressed them as his sister-in-law and named them Mrs. Guo, Mrs. Korea and Mrs. Qin respectively. He was given a house and the amount of money he received each year amounted to tens of millions.
As a result, the three ladies inherited the favor, went in and out of the palace, and gained power in both the government and the public.
The three ladies all lived in Xuanyangfang, and almost every official asked them to do something could not be done. Therefore, bribes from all over the world continued day and night.
After entering the square gate, you can hear children chasing each other in the distance, singing songs that are different from other places.
"Don't be happy when you have a boy, don't be sad when you have a girl. You can also be the lintel of your family when you have a girl."
"Look, even a kid knows how to boast about three ladies." Yang Zhao laughed loudly, took out a handful of copper coins and threw them over.
The children picked up the money with cheers and sang louder.
"Don't be happy when you have a boy, don't be sad when you have a girl. You can also be the lintel of a girl..."
Entering Mrs. Guo's Mansion, although the front yard only sees the gatehouse with hanging flowers and the hand-coated verandah, the waist of the verandah is unkempt and the eaves are high, creating a luxurious scene. Walking further inside, there are even more trees and flowers in the garden.
Entering the lobby, the colorful curtains hang high, it is magnificent and warm. The maidservants walk back and forth wearing only light veils, like butterflies wearing flowers. The men and women attending the banquet are all luxuriously dressed and have beautiful faces.
As soon as Yang Zhao and the other three entered the hall, everyone turned their heads to look at each other. They were accustomed to Xue Bai's handsome appearance, but the listless-looking Du Wulang was very eye-catching.
"Hey, what a pair of lifeless little eyes."
I don't know who said something, which made a beautiful woman sitting on the soft couch at the top burst into laughter.
She covered her mouth and smiled at Xue Bai: "Hey, why did the young master bring his entourage in?"
"I'm not a follower." Du Wulang muttered.
Yang Zhao laughed loudly and led them forward to say hello.
"I have met Mrs. Guo Guo and brought some gifts. Please take a look."
"Why do you need to be so polite, cousin?"
Yang Yuyao, the wife of Guo State, looks to be only in her twenties. She wears a pony top and her hair is jet black, which makes the skin on her neck and chest look white. She has a pair of red phoenix eyes that seem to have water flowing, and her mouth is like a cherry. She always has a slight smile on her face. Meant to make fun of.
Taking a closer look, she turned out to be bare-faced, without makeup. She was born with smooth and tight skin, and her face was as white and rosy as a peach or plum.
Today she is wearing a red blouse, with her breasts half exposed. She is lying on her side, with her white and long legs looming, which outlines her undulating figure just right. It is exactly what "the skirt drags six sections of the Xiangjiang River water, and the temples rise" There is a cloud in Wushan. The auspicious snow lamp shines obliquely on the chest, and the peach blossom wine is half drunk in the eyes."
If compared with Yang Zhao's wife Pei Rou, Pei Rou served others with her looks and showed off her looks in order to please men and appear coquettish; but Yang Yuyao was different. She knew she was beautiful and sat lazily, as if waiting for men to please them. This It's called Fengqing.
Xue Bai intuitively knew that she would not be intimidated even when faced with today's saints. She naturally had the confidence to rely on her beauty and coquettishness.
Sensing Xue Bai's gaze, Yang Yuyao raised her head and looked at him, as if surprised by his courage, and her eyes showed a look of interest in him.
Yang Zhao quickly introduced: "This is Xue Bai. He fainted in the snow a few days ago and lost his memory. But now someone has said that he came from Mrs. Guo Guo?"
He actually said it directly.
Yang Yuyao was not annoyed after hearing this. Instead, she covered her mouth and laughed. She looked at Xue Bai deeply and said, "In this way, I met a group of beautiful young people on the road a while ago and invited them to have a banquet for a few days. Could it be that Langzi is one of them?"
With that said, she waved to Xue Bai and asked with a smile: "Have we slept together?"
Du Wulang was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Xue Bai shook his head and replied: "I really lost my memory, I can't remember it."
Yang Yuyao took a sip of wine and said jokingly: "You will remember it when we renew our relationship."
Yang Zhao said: "Xue Bai is now a person valued by the Prime Minister, but I don't know whose Qilin'er he is?"
"How can I remember this?" Yang Yuyao was displeased and said angrily: "I invited you to a banquet, but you put me on trial instead. Yes, yes, all the beautiful young men lost in Chang'an City were all kidnapped by me, okay? "
Yang Zhao apologized and said with a smile: "That's not what I meant. I brought Xue Bai here today to give him a poem."
Yang Yuyao became interested as soon as she heard this. She pointed at the wine glass and said, "Okay, Prince Consort Cui is about to compose a poem for today's banquet."
Yang Zhao looked in the direction she pointed and saw a handsome man holding a brush and thinking about the rice paper. He was Cui Huitong, the consort of the princess of Jin.
Cui Huitong was writing seriously, paying no attention to the conversations around him. He frowned and thought about a few words before finally putting down his pen and exclaiming happily: "The poem is done! The poem is done!"
He was quite satisfied with his poem, so he picked up the rice paper and chanted it loudly.
"In January, the master smiles a few times, and when we meet each other, we hold cups of wine."
“See the beauty of spring like flowing water, flowers are flying today and blooming yesterday.”
After reciting the poem, everyone applauded and praised it.
Yang Yuyao was quite happy to hear it, and said with a smile: "It's such a good poem. Looking back, who will still say that this is a secular banquet? There are also good poems at our banquet."
Du Wulang felt that this poem was just average, and couldn't help but murmur to himself. The woman at the banquet was as beautiful as a fairy, and the man was handsome and charming, but he didn't seem to be very smart.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen."
Yang Zhao was capable of making noises. He clasped his fists and said loudly: "Today I am bringing Mr. Xue. His poems are praised even by famous prostitutes in Nanqu."
The consort Cui Huitong was actually quite open-minded. He was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he laughed and said, "Okay, I'm going to invite Xue Langjun to write a poem."
Xue Bai did not refuse, and bowed to Yang Yuyao humbly, saying: "I can't compose poetry, but seeing this banquet today, a poem came to mind, which is "Huanxisha", dedicated to Mrs. Guo Guo. reward."
"good."
Yang Yuyao nodded to him, held up the wine glass, took a sip, and then listened to him read the words.
"The jade bowl drips with dew in the cold ice, and the powder melts into the fragrant snow and penetrates the gauze. Makeup at night is better than lotus flowers."
"My temples are about to welcome the moon on my brows, wine red is beginning to appear on my face. It's a spring dream and the sun is setting in the west."
When she could only hear the first two sentences, Yang Yuyao was slightly startled and put down the wine glass in her hand.
When she heard the last sentence, "Make-up at night is better than lotus flowers," her eyes were brighter and full of admiration. She gently raised her hand to smooth the broken hair on her temples, and glanced down at her snow-white skin under the gauze. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
When she finished reciting the second half of the poem, she and Xue Bai looked at each other, but they covered their faces with their hands, as if they were shy.
She is not easily shy at all.
She just had a strange feeling that in front of her was not a shy young boy, but an ambitious man, so she smiled shyly along with him.
"good!"
Yang Zhao couldn't understand the words, but after seeing Yang Yuyao's expression, he knew that the words were very good.
"Good lyrics. This poem describes Mrs. Guo Guo so beautifully that even I am moved by it!"
The consort Cui Huitong also nodded and praised: "Vivid color and fragrance are indeed a short poem about vividness and fragrance."
Yang Yuyao became more and more happy, beckoning Xue Bai to come forward, poured a glass of wine into his hand, and asked with a smile: "How does the young man drink?"
Xue Bai took the wine glass and responded calmly: "I would like to accompany Mrs. Guo Guo to get drunk before resting."
"Call me sister." Yang Yuyao clinked glasses with him, drank the wine in her hand, and looked at him with a smile.
The alcohol content of this wine was not high, and it was just like water to Xue Bai. He drank it down in one gulp, thinking about how to find peace with the help of Mrs. Guo Guo.
However, the next moment, he felt a little dizzy, so he shook his head, thinking that his drinking capacity was not enough, unless... this body's current drinking capacity is very poor.
Yang Zhao first looked at the way Xue Bai held the wine and knew that he had an extraordinary capacity for drinking. However, he didn't expect that Xue Bai was already in a trance after just one drink.
He was stunned, thinking that he and Xue Bai had drank wine. No, Xue Bai actually only took a sip that day at Xixiang Xiaozhu.
Thinking again about the fact that the right prime minister ordered Ji Wen to investigate Xue Bai's life experience, Yang Zhao had already figured it out.
"Here, have another drink."
After being persuaded by Yang Zhao to drink a few more drinks, Xue Bai's face turned red, and he was obviously very drunk.
He was originally quite calm, but now he relaxed a lot. He was no longer restrained at all, and instead refused to accept anyone who came.
"I also had a drink with Mr. Xue, and his words were really good."
"Haha, today I have another poem to send to Mrs. Guo Guo, but the time is not suitable." Xue Bai blushed, waved his hand and said, "The time is not suitable."
"Oh?" Yang Yuyao was very interested. She stepped forward to support Xue Bai and asked, "What poem is it?"
Xue Bai shook his head and thought for a while before groaning.
"The weather is new on March 3rd, and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an."
"The appearance is strong, the meaning is far-reaching and true, the texture is delicate and the bones are even."
Yang Yuyao's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she realized that she also liked this poem.
However, Xue Bai was really drunk and could not stand firmly. He was half leaning on her arms. She was not annoyed. Instead, she helped him stagger two steps and sat down on the soft couch together.
Seeing that it was almost done, Yang Zhao stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
"Xue Bai!" Xue Bai suddenly raised his hand to his forehead and responded loudly: "I was admitted to the county inspection in one or two years. I have seven years of grassroots work experience. I will definitely shine in the political and legal positions..."
Yang Zhao was startled, and when he asked again carefully, he still heard a series of unintelligible words. He couldn't help but froze on the spot, feeling quite confused.
"Pfft."
Seeing this, Yang Yuyao couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
She always knew her cousin's character and knew that Yang Zhao wanted to pry. She was prejudiced against Xue Bai's drunken and serious appearance and frightened Yang Zhao, making her laugh even harder.
"Okay, okay, everyone has already said who it is, and you still have to ask."
Yang Yuyao waved her hand, drove Yang Zhao away, hugged Xue Bai, and gently played with his chin, her eyes full of affection.
~~
Xue Bai seemed to be having a dream.
In the dream, I changed my family and got rid of Li Linfu, which made me feel much more relaxed.
But when he opened his eyes, what he saw was still the beams in the wing of Du's house, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his eyes.
"woke up?"
Someone pushed the door open and came in.
Du Jin walked to the couch with his hands behind his back, glanced at him, and asked with a meaningful smile, "Did you think you would be in Mrs. Guo's house?"
"Yeah." Xue Bai rubbed his head, but he didn't shy away from it, and said frankly: "It would be great if I could get Madam Guo."
Du Jin said "tsk, tsk" twice, shook her head, and said leisurely: "Yes, I am the powerful person who can decide the life and death of the Du family with just one word. Unlike me, a resentful woman who was divorced by the prince."
The tone was a little envious and a little bit sour.
She is a bit unwilling to admit defeat.
Xue Bai responded casually: "Don't worry, the prince will regret it."
"Wu Lang said, it seems that Mrs. Guo Guo wanted to keep you overnight last night, but it seems that the imperial concubine came, so she had to temporarily invite all the guests away."
"Concubine?"
Du Jin sneered slightly and said, "But it's not easy to be a leader."
Xue Bai stood up and said slowly: "After all, even Yang Zhao has to work for Li Linfu, let alone me?"
"Sooner or later we have to get rid of Li Linfu."
Xue Bai lowered his tone and said: "As for my identity, Princess Xianyi's Mansion pointed me to the wrong path. Now Yang Zhao and Ji Wen are confused. We have to check it out quickly."
"you sure?"
"Um."
Du Jin asked: "Why don't you dare to let Yang Zhao and Ji Wen find out first?"
Xue Bai said: "What if I have a grudge against Li Linfu?"
Du Jin smiled at first, then his face gradually became serious.
She knew that with Li Linfu's wide range of enemies, this was indeed possible...
