Chapter 2: Night into Qinhuai to enjoy the flowers
"Hong'er, my father asks you, since you know that Loulan is the trade capital of the Northern Western Regions, how many countries are the main countries engaged in trade in the Northern Western Regions?" Li Tai'an raised his eyes and asked Li Linghong softly.
"Northern Wolf, Yuling, Wumeng Three Kingdoms." Li Linghong replied with some dissatisfaction.
"Well, the ancient temple of Loulan is indeed far away from the capital of the Northern Wolf King, why did the imperial court not conquer the second city of Loulan after the ancient temple in the Western Regions for many years?"
Li Linghong replied with some doubts: "This... The child doesn't know. ”
"Then let me tell you, although the ancient temple and Loulan are far away from Yunu City, Kantu City, the largest heavy stronghold in the Western Regions, is not far from Loulan City, and Kantu City is an important position on the front line of Yuling Kingdom. You have besieged the trade capital of the Northern and Western Regions, and Kantu City will definitely send troops to rescue Loulan. ”
Li Tai'an stared at Li Linghong's cheeks with his eyes, and continued to say when he saw that he was silent, "Let's talk about the ancient temple city, the Ranger Army of the Northern Wolf King's headquarters must come to the aid of this place first." Even if it is according to what you said, the city is broken and the ancient temple is defended, and the cavalry siege is weak but engaged in the field, and the 10,000 foot soldiers are sent to death.
Taking a step back, the reinforcements will enter the city one step ahead of the Northern Wolf King and fight the enemy together with you. Have you forgotten that there is also a blood alliance in the Northern Wolf Country, and the frontline of this country, Diaohan City, is only a hundred miles away from the ancient temple city. You just saw that only the cavalry of the Northern Wolf Country was weak, but you couldn't think of the role and alliance of the other countries in the Western Regions. ”
Li Tai'an put down the book in his hand, got up and walked Li Linghong's huge sense of oppression emanated from him, and a few drops of fine sweat broke out from Li Linghong's forehead. He patted Li Linghong on the shoulder, "Boy, with this ability, do you dare to stay on the shore of Qinhuai every night?" It's still an old man studying at the Confucianism and Taoism Academy, and he is also sitting in the house this month, and he is not allowed to go out of the house at will, and Huang Li comes in! Huang Li pushed the door in response, "You supervise this kid to finish reading the twelve volumes of Li's Art of War!" Li Tai'an said sharply.
"Then how are you going to fight this battle?" Li Linghong frowned and asked his father, a little unconvinced in his words. Li Tai'an didn't answer, he walked straight out of the room.
Li Linghong stayed where he was, thinking about his father's words repeatedly. "Young master, the master asked you to see the art of war." Huang Li's gentle voice penetrated into his ears, and Li Linghong answered with a sigh and took out the map of the Western Regions and the military book from the bookshelf and looked at it carefully.
Li Tai'an walked out of the study, his heart was much less depressed, he knew that it was not easy for a seventeen-year-old boy to have such knowledge, but he also understood the truth that if he said too much, he would lose. He hopes that his children will not show their edges too early, "Stinky boy, this is like Lao Tzu's son." Li Tai'an said secretly, a smile overflowed on his face.
Li Linghong looked at the moonlight outside the meditation study, put down the military book in his hand, and blew out the candle flame in the room.
Huang Li stood outside the door and looked at the waning moon in the sky, she recalled the young master three years ago, at that time, Li Linghong did not stay in the Qinhuai brothel night and night like now, he was just a quiet and bookish young man. But after entering the palace once, Li Linghong's temperament changed greatly, and he got along with those gentlemen in the capital very deeply. Regardless of the old lady's beating and scolding, he still does not change his ways.
Li Linghong turned her head, looked at the yellow bird who was in a daze at the door, and said jokingly, "What do you want, little yellow bird, quickly take the lamp and send me to the stable." Huang Li suddenly came back to his senses and put his head on Li Linghong's chin, and Li Linghong almost fell to the ground. Huang Li hurriedly held him in his mouth and said, "Young master, are you okay, young man, are you okay..."
Li Hong rubbed his chin and said, "Don't worry, send me to the stable, I want to go to the flower viewing with a few close friends tonight." ”
"However, the lord said that you should not leave the house for this month." Huang Li muttered in a low voice, and Li Linghong laughed, "Little Huang Li is good, the young master is going to enjoy the flowers, my father won't say anything." ”
"But... But" "Not so much, let's go!" Li Linghong raised her voice and pinched Huang Li's buttocks. Huang Li blushed suddenly, and without saying much, he walked out of the mansion with Li Linghong.
The stables are outside the east wall of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the horse official Wang Mazi takes care of more than a dozen famous horses in the Guogong Mansion.
"Young Master is going to ride that famous horse to enjoy the flowers tonight?" The pockmarked face of the horse official asked Li Linghong flatteringly. Li Linghong took out a silver ingot from his arms and threw it at Ma Guan, pointing to the tall white horse in the middle of the stable. Ma Guan hurriedly kicked the silver ingots into his arms, led the white horse out of the saddle with a sneer, and knelt on the ground to let Li Linghong get on the horse.
Li Linghong looked back at Huang Li and said, "Go back, if something happens, you will tell my father and mother, it was the young master who forced you." After that, Li Linghong picked up the horsewhip handed by Wang Mazi and left.
On the side of the Qinhuai River, it is the largest brothel street in the imperial capital, and hundreds of famous prostitutes are crowded to come to Qinhuai, Kyoto. There are too many dignitaries and nobles in the imperial capital, maybe this young master and that old man will fly directly to you.
Li Linghong rode a white horse into Qinhuai, and before anyone stepped in first, a few old bustards knew that Li Gongzi was coming when they heard the sound of horses' hooves.
"Li Gongzi is here!" With the old bustard's shout, the eyes of the whole street fell on Li Linghong. The girl and the bustard welcomed out of the brothel with the same joy as if she had met a living Bodhisattva, and swayed with a handkerchief in her hand, "Li Gongzi hasn't seen you for a long time, the slave family misses you so much!" "Gongzi Li came to me, and the new tea from Longjing in West Lake specially entertained Gongzi." "Childe comes to our house, we have a new girl, I guarantee your satisfaction." The old bustard and the girl were all happy and shouted at Li Linghong, and the street suddenly became lively.
"Brother Li, you will always be the focus when you go here to enjoy the flowers, hahahaha!" A joking voice came through, Li Linghong looked back at where the voice came from, three teenagers of the same age as Li Linghong rode from behind him on tall horses, and the joking young man was dressed in blue and his face was white and looked scholarly, he was Xiao Shanhuang, the son of Xiao Ding, the prime minister of the dynasty.
"What did Brother Xiao say, our four brothers are the place of sight" "What the little prince said is right."
The handsome young man in the golden silk dress and the fat man in the green clothes were talking, and when they came to the left and right sides of Li Linghong, they also looked joking. The handsome young man in the golden silk dress is the little prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yuanxing, he is the nephew of the emperor of the current dynasty, and the young man in green clothes with a fat face is Cheng Boots, the son of the Taiping Gong.
These four masters, each of them are high-powered sons. In the capital, from the emperor to the ordinary people, they all know the names of these four masters, the so-called four "sons" in the capital, but they are also called sons in the bright place, and people secretly talk about the four princes of the capital.
These four spent money like no other, and if they were right, they spent enough money in one night to redeem ten prostitutes. Naturally, as soon as they came, every brothel in Qinhuai wanted them to enter their door.
Li Linghong talked and laughed with the three of them all the way, and everyone on the street looked at the four of them, curious about which four young masters would be in the house today.
Cheng Boots stopped his horse and walked in a rough manner, pointed to one of the Yanyu Pavilions and said, "Alas, the three brothers, aren't Murong Xiaoxiao, the number one prostitute in Jiangnan tonight, come here to compete for beauty in the Yanyu Pavilion of Qinhuai?" All three paused to look at the Smoke and Rain Pavilion. The old bustard of the Yanyu Pavilion showed joy on his face, and led several beautiful women to greet him, and said with a smile, "Four sons, tonight is Jiangnan Murong Xiaoxiao came to us to compete for beauty, don't you want to see this woman who is full of Jiangnan?" ”
The four of them immediately became interested, and they all wanted to see what the legendary No. 1 prostitute in Jiangnan looked like.