Yu Zhen Guan.
The plain hands plucked the strings, making two or three gentle sounds.
With the willows leaning against the small pond, Li Jilan put down the pen in his hand, glanced at Li Tengkong, and moved lightly to the piano stand.
Li Tengkong looked at the lyrics and music on the paper and sang along with the music.
"My favorite March day in the West Lake, the slanting wind and drizzle brings the cruise ship. I have been on the same boat for a lifetime, and for a hundred years... we have slept together."
At the end of the song, the song gradually became lower and still rose and fell gracefully.
At this moment, Jiaonu came over and said, "Seventeenth Mother, Juro is here and wants you to meet in the lobby."
Li Tengkong hurriedly walked away, leaving Li Jilan alone to ponder the singing voice just now, modify the lyrics, and occasionally raised his head to look at the sky.
"Mien'er, what do you think the West Lake is like? I've never seen the West Lake before."
"Absolutely the same as Qu Jiang." Mian'er was lying on the desk grinding ink, seeming to be sleeping but not sleeping, and muttered in response. "
"No, Xue Lang said, there are broken bridges and residual snow in the West Lake, Feilai Peak Lingyin Temple, and solitary mountains with falling plum blossoms." First website: http://m.xswang.la
"Ji Lanzi listened to his nonsense. How old is he? He must have never been to Suzhou."
"It's Hangzhou. And he really knows a lot. He can pick up the local customs and customs from all over the world at his fingertips. He has learned so much that he only sees it in his life."
Li Jilan kept praising her, and Mian'er felt sleepy after listening to it. Thinking that she had helped to seduce him, and now she still ended up like this, she felt extremely aggrieved and cursed several times in her heart.
After a while, Li Tengkong came back from the front yard. Li Jilan asked her why she came to her home, but Li Tengkong just didn't answer.
"It must have something to do with that heartless man Xue Bai." Jiaonu complained in a low voice. "
"Don't talk nonsense." Li Tengkong scolded, "I am a cultivator, please don't let me hear words like yours again."
"That's right." Li Jilan stepped forward and held her hand, "You and my junior sisters are so comfortable writing books and playing the piano. We didn't plan to get married.
"Ji Lanzi." Li Tengkong was very pleased, "You finally have a Taoist heart."
"I know that Tengkongzi and Xue Lang are just friends, just like the friendship between Supreme Master and Mojie friends, the meaning of bosom friends."
"Yes...no, no."
"Where isn't it?"
"Well, it is indeed the friendship of friends and the meaning of close friends."
That being the case, let's go. Li Jilan said happily: "I have to ask Xue Lang how to write West Lake."
Fuxingfang is very close to the Imperial City. You can reach it by walking through Anfumen and walking further south.
However, when they arrived at the Cross Street of the Imperial City, they were surprised by the scene in front of them. They saw many people surrounding the Secretary's Provincial Gate.
People's shouts surged like a tide.
"Look at my travel papers!
"Mr.
"I don't want to be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households in my lifetime, but I hope to meet Xue Zhuangtou once..."
This is not the first time that this scene has appeared in Chang'an City. Often before spring, the examiner's residence always has such examples of investment banking papers. Today it is a little less solemn and a little more passionate.
Surprisingly, some officials actually came out and set up a table under the eaves in a serious manner to register their names. This move ignited everyone's enthusiasm.
It's a bit like the situation when the young ladies gathered around the No. 1 scholar at the Qujiang Meeting.
"Jiao Nu, go and see what happened."
"Here."
When Jiaonu passed by, she saw the scholars lining up in a long line under the guidance of the clerk. She then stepped forward and asked the clerk
Asked: "Where is Xue Bai?"
"The school secretary was here just now, and now he has gone to ask for a meeting with the left prime minister."
"Believe you?" Jiaonu snorted coldly: "Go and tell him that my little lady is here and ask him to come and greet her."
Her tone was arrogant, but before the clerk could respond, some of the scholars in line were already shouting.
"Who are you? Why does the Number One Scholar want to see you first?"
Jiaonu didn't want to introduce himself to his family, so he turned around and said, "Of course it's better to see a little lady who looks like a fairy than to see an old and ugly scholar like you."
"Go, go, go, it's too late for the No. 1 scholar to see our generation of ambitious people, how can he meet you weeping little ladies?"
"that is!"
Jiao Nu still wanted to refute, but the scholars nearby had already raised their Di newspapers and recounted their stories one after another.
"A man aims to achieve eternal success, how can he miss his body because of his popularity?"
"Just go ahead, little lady, and don't interfere with me doing big things."
"you.….."
"Go, go." Even the little official advised Jiao Nu: "The Number One Scholar is busy with official duties, and he doesn't even have time to see these scholars. How can he have time to pay attention to you."
"snort"
Although Jiaonu had fists and feet, he was helpless when he saw this scene and walked away angrily.
All the scholars around him cheered.
At this time, a clerk rushed over in a hurry and shouted: "Xue Zhuangyuan asked to see Zuo Xiang and Wei Gong. He has received a reply. He will publish another residence newspaper called "Tianbao Wencui" to inform you. The masterpieces are spread all over the world.”
"Very good!"
"If my poems can be published, I would like to accept Xue Lang as my teacher!"
In the carriage over there, Jiao Nu reported the situation, and Li Jilan actually said: "It turns out that Xue Lang is so busy, no wonder he refused to come to see us for a long time.
Jiaonu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard such spineless words.
"After all, it was a major event that benefited the country and the people." Li Tengkong said.
Today they had no choice but to return to Yuzhen Temple.
But they always have a way to see Xue Bai. Tomorrow Xue Sanniang will marry Du Wulang, and Xue Bai will always go. Li Tengkong then arranged for Jiaonu to go see Xue Sanniang first.
"Go and ask Sanniang if you need help preparing. Ji Lanzi and I will go over with her to dress up tomorrow morning."
"Here."
Secretary Province.
Chen Xilie saw the clerk running out in a hurry. He stood up anxiously and took two steps. He turned back and pointed at Xue Bai and said, "When did the prime minister promise to publish the "Tianbao Wencui" newspaper? The prime minister was talking about reporting to the right prime minister. .
Xue Bai raised his hand politely and said, "Please, Prime Minister Zuo."
"You!" Chen Xilie looked hesitant and asked, "Why don't you wait until the truth is reported before telling the scholars?"
Xue Bai, however, didn't even make excuses. He smiled and said nothing, meaning you understand, Prime Minister, I did it on purpose.
This attitude is a little annoying, but it's actually more sincere than just making excuses.
Chen Xilie sighed: "You put your true self on too high a level."
Xue Baiyun said calmly: "Just doing your job."
Chen Xilie had no time to talk anymore, shook his head, and hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In any case, he had to convince Li Linfu to agree to publish the "Tianbao Wencui" newspaper, and there was a time lag. It seemed that he agreed to those scholars just because of the arrangement of the right minister.
In Pingkangfang, Li Zhen, Yang Hui, Li Tan, and Jia Chang were playing dominoes. Next to the table were several copies of the Di newspaper.
"If I hadn't read this newspaper, I wouldn't have realized that Chen Xilie has been very conspicuous recently.
"The old man can't stand the loneliness anymore. Brother Nu has not even said goodbye yet, and he is ready to stand up and take charge of the court."
"Hey, can Ge Nu endure this? Chen Xilie is finished."
Li Zhen played a card casually and said calmly: "It's not that simple."
Because he looked so much like the saint when he was young, he gave people around him the feeling of playing cards with the saint.
Normally, everyone would subconsciously listen to him carefully. Over time, Li Zhen became more dignified, and he also had his own unique views on the current situation.
"Chen Xilie hasn't changed, he's still the same coward. He wrote books and opened newspapers, and Yang Dang deliberately pushed Chen Xilie to come forward to attract the attention of Ge Nu. But who actually got the benefits?"
"So that's it." Yang Hui had seen Xue Bai's methods a long time ago, and he suddenly realized it and asked: "Then if Chen Xilie and Yang Wei join forces, can they beat Ge Nu?"
"What can a sealed prime minister and a fatuous uncle do?" Li Zhen sneered, "Although the saint loves Concubine Yang, he is not confused. How can he trust these people to hand over state affairs?"
Yang Hui pointed to the newspaper and asked, "What about this?"
Li Zhen first touched a card calmly and calmly, then turned over the side of the newspaper and clicked on her own seven-character rhyme poem.
"King Qi's poems are really good, even better than those of Li Taibai." Jia Chang praised highly.
"What a poem!" Li Tan took a card.
Li Zhen smiled and said: "Let those old people worry. Being anxious is also a mistake. Di Bao is for the younger generation to look after. The name on the newspaper is the pillar of the Tang Dynasty."
"Looking at the whole poem, this poem is the best!" Yang Hui praised: "King Qi is not only good at poetry, but he also has a keen eye on government affairs.
"You have a banquet someday and invite Xue Bai." Li Zhen said, "This boy is good at doing things."
"good."
Jia Chang didn't dare to talk about government affairs. The topic turned to Xue Bai, and he gradually started to talk more.
"By the way, I was given an invitation for Du Zhai's wedding banquet. Presumably the Du family's original intention of marrying Xue Ling's daughter was to get close to Xue Bai, but now it's all in vain.
Li Tan touched the cards and asked, "Xue Ling also owes you a lot of money, right?"
"Yes." Jia Chang said, "General Xue Hui has a good relationship with me. I lent him hundreds of strings for his sake."
"The accounts between Xue Ling and I haven't been settled yet." Li Tan sneered and pressed the cards in his hand heavily on the table.
Xue Ling ignored his gambling debt and dared to let his gangsters rob his wife Zhang Si. How could he let it go?
In the evening, the newspaper was published in the hospital.
"Mr.
"It's okay to take a long-term view. As long as we screen carefully, we know that none of these people will be high-ranking officials in the future?"
"When Xue Lang said this, the little old man felt much more at ease when doing things.
"Keep busy."
Xue Bai read through all the scrolls he received today, knowing that he could not tell whether these poems were good or bad. If we can really run a literary newspaper, when Wang Changling arrives, he will be a suitable candidate for editor-in-chief, or Li Bai is also good.
He couldn't help but think that after a few years, when these things went smoothly, maybe some of the greatest poets in the world could write poems over wine in the yard, publish them all over the world, and pass them on to future generations.
Just thinking about it, it feels too bright.
The first Di Bao is still being printed, because the saint has decreed that it should be spread not only throughout Chang'an, but also throughout the world. Li Linfu was trying to save paper for the court, and he had restrained the saint for several years in this regard. Now it was inevitable that he would open his seal and enjoy himself for a while.
Brushing ink, covering paper, brushing paper, a piece of newspaper was formed, and was put aside to dry. This picture was actually very comfortable to watch. Xue Bai watched it for a while, and the dusk drums of Chang'an City were already ringing.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" of thunder.
It is going to rain! Move all the newspapers in quickly!
Everyone was busy again, and finally took advantage of the heavy rain to put all the newspapers into the government hall.
After this busy work, Xue Bai walked to the dormitory behind the official corridor at night.
He has been busy with official duties recently, and because of his engagement, he is avoiding some close friends, so he has been living here recently.
Qinglan also came to take care of him. As far as Xue Bai is concerned, he has no other relatives now. As long as he takes Qing Lan with him, he will be home wherever he goes.
The official residence is small, but Qing Lan does not dislike it at all. Instead, she is satisfied with being able to accompany Xue Bai every day. She is very happy every day, saying that the food here is delicious, and she is glad that the mistress is her favorite Yan Sanniang.
"Master, are you going to have a wedding banquet at Du's house tomorrow? It's a pity that it's raining and there's a curfew, otherwise we should go there tonight."
"There are still some official matters to be dealt with, and it will be the same tomorrow morning.
"Okay, does Mr. Lang know? After a few more thunderstorms like this, the weather will get hotter, and midsummer is coming."
There was nothing to say all night. The thunderstorm passed the next day, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
This is April 18th, the day Du Wulang gets married.
After Xue Bai got up early, he first arranged the distribution of today's Di newspaper and asked the officials to receive the submissions. He then led Qing Lan away to attend the wedding banquet of Du Wulang and Xue Sanniang.
Thinking that Er Du and Er Li were both there, Xue Bai also felt a little headache.
They first returned to Xue's house in Xuanyangfang.
Although Xue Sanniang is not Xue Bai's biological sister, Xue Bai will still send her off to get married today. Although this move was not in line with etiquette... it was still better than marrying Xue Ling, who had become a prodigal from gambling.
"Mr. Lang is back!" Xue Gengbo stumbled every time he walked, looking a little flustered, and said: "Lady and Qi Lang had a quarrel yesterday evening. Qi Lang has not come back yet. Alas, there was such a heavy thunderstorm last night. .”
"What happened?"
This matter is not a big deal. Liu Xiangjun has been very disappointed since he learned that Xue Bai was not her son, and gradually he came to understand the truth. He told his children that it was not appropriate to disturb Xue Bai's life here. He planned to take his children back to Changshou Mansion and advise Xue Ling to be self-reliant in the future.
Xue Xin didn't think so. He would never go back to recognize Xue Ling as his father. He decided to follow Xue Bai and retorted: "Brother and I are not real brothers, but we are better than real brothers. In the future, I will learn civil and military skills." , follow my brother's work, and you can support your own business, and don't worry about my mother. Go back? That gambler can't change his habit of eating shit, and he will sell my mother and sisters when he comes back!"
At that time, Liu Xiangjun slapped his son directly. Xue Xin was so angry that he ran out and did not know where he went all night. At this time, Xue Bai heard about it and realized that something was wrong. I think that although Xue Xin is impulsive, he is also very sensible and will not come back even on Xue Sanniang's wedding day.
"Liu Niang, don't blame Qilang. What he said was all taught by me."
"I really owe you a lot..."
"One family doesn't speak the same language." Xue Bai said with a smile. "
In fact, he is closer to Liu Xiangjun now than before.
"Yes, madam, don't worry. Qirou is always sensible and will be back soon."
However, when Du Wulang came to pick up the bride dressed in oily hair and pink face, Xue Xin had not yet appeared.
At this time, Liu Xiangjun probably realized that something had happened, and became increasingly uneasy. He had to find an opportunity and whispered to Xue Bai: "One more thing, the belongings you gave me are also missing."
Xue Bai didn't believe it was Xue Xin who took it, and asked, "Has Xue Ling come to see you?"
"Yes, because of my daughter's marriage."
Now the Yan family also sent some servants to help. Xue Bai then asked them again and learned that Xue Ling had indeed been here for a while yesterday.
The strange thing is that Xue Sanniang is getting married today, but the grandpa has disappeared again.
"It doesn't matter, let's send you off first."
After Du Wulang finished reading his ordinary makeup poem, Xue Bai found the opportunity and asked in a low voice: "I asked you to send a man to watch Xue Ling. Where is the man?"
"I don't know. I'm also very busy. I'm so busy that I'm confused."
"Okay, let's see you off first and then talk.
"Hey." Du Wulang was still in a silly mood.
Xue Bai also had nothing to do with him, so he personally rode his horse to follow Xue Sanniang's sedan chair to Du's house.
Most of the important guests had not arrived yet, so the servants invited the couple into Qinglu first.
After finishing his work, Xue Bai turned around and saw Li Tengkong waving to him from a distance by the backyard door.
"Make room."
"Have you seen Jiao Nu?"
"Jiaonu?"
"I asked her to go to Xue's house yesterday and she didn't come back all night, but she stayed with Sanniang?"
"I was in the Secretariat last night and didn't know about this. I'll go and ask now."
"good."
Xue Bai glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the Du sisters walking towards this side. On the other side, Li Jilan and Li Yuetu also came hand in hand.
He turned his head and saw a steward of the Yan family rushing over, and couldn't help but think about how to deal with it.
"Mr. Lang."
The steward of the Yan family was a little anxious. He invited Xue Bai to a deserted place and whispered: "Chang'an County sent people. There was some small trouble. The old slave did not dare to say anything. He took the person to the study. Lang Jun still It’s better to go over there.”
"Chang'an County?"
Xue Bai had already had a premonition that something had happened, his expression remained unchanged, and he walked through the two courtyards decorated with lights and colors and walked into the study.
Du Youlin was sitting there with a very ugly expression on his face. Xue Bai, an official from Chang'an County who was visiting at this time, also knew that it was Liu Jing who went to the suburbs of the city with Yan Zhenqing to check for runaway households.
Xue Bai first glanced outside the study, closed the door, and then asked: "What happened?"
"Xue Lang.
Liu Jing first stood up and said hello, "It's not that I want to spoil the scenery, but there was indeed a murder case last night, and Xue Ling died.
Du Youlin sighed slightly, not sure whether he was relieved or feeling troubled.
But before Liu Jing finished speaking, he pondered and added: "Based on the evidence we have obtained, the murderer is probably...Xue Xin."
When the last awkward pause appeared, Xue Bai already had a premonition and asked, "Where is Xue Xin?"
"In the county jail." Liu Jing said: "The crime of patricide is extremely heinous. Even Xue Lang's reputation today will definitely not be able to save him."
"unambiguous evidence?"
I won't talk nonsense. "Liu Jing looked at Du Youlin and asked: "Duke Du, I can keep quiet for now. This wedding outside...
Du Youlin almost pulled off his beard, his face was full of sorrow, he looked at Xue Bai and sighed: "I can't explain the marriage of my children, so what can I do about it?"
Xue Bai said: "Uncle, please bear with me. How about we hide this matter for now and let the newlyweds get married first?"
"Oh well.
"I accept this friendship from my uncle on behalf of the Xue family."
Xue Bai then stood up and said, "How about asking Mr. Liu to take me to the Chang'an County Prison and let's talk after I ask Xue Xin?"
"Okay." Liu Jing bowed, still willing to give him this little face.
When Du Zhai entered the courtyard for the fourth time, a green roof stood in the courtyard.
"Yun Niang."
"By the way, why aren't you wearing the gold chain my sister gave you?"
"I…….."
Xue Sanniang touched her neck and whispered: "I was in such a hurry that I couldn't find it."
"It's okay, look back slowly." Du Wulang giggled twice, pulled the red silk in his hand, and asked: "I have to go receive the guests, are you hungry? I'll get you some food.
Xue Sanniang hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice: "The dried meat you gave me last time was delicious."
"It's so tasteful. I made it. Let me bring it to you."
Du Wulang left Qinglu, rushed to the second courtyard, and took two portions of preserved meat from the banquet, just in time to see Xue Bai coming out of the study.
"Hey, please help me entertain the guests. Mother Yun is hungry, I will bring her some food."
"I have to leave." Xue Bai said, "Don't worry about me, come and get married as soon as possible."
"Official fan, this is my wedding, and you still want to go to work? There are many guests here today just for you."
Xue Bai didn't answer, stretched out his hand to tidy up Du Wulang's Jifu, turned around and left.
