In fact, this beautiful woman who is only twenty years old is Li Yuan's favorite concubine today, and she is the only one among the six palaces! So she is also very comfortable in front of Li Yuan, because she is very confident, and the position of queen will be hers sooner or later.

Since the death of Empress Dou, Li Yuan has never set up a queen, and many ministers have persuaded Li Yuan to let him establish a queen again, so as not to lack Gangchang!

It's just that Queen Dou's importance to Li Yuan, who can imagine? In Li Yuan's mind, the position of this queen is Queen Dou, and it can only be Queen Dou's, whether she is still in this world or not!

Glancing at the shy beauty, the sophisticated Li Yuan had already understood her thoughts, these women who thought they were smart just wanted to ascend to that vacant throne and try the taste of the mother's world, but, in that position, where can others be touched?

Thinking of this, Li Yuan's mind became cold, waved his hand to block the beauty's arm, and said lightly: "Let's not talk about these first, I am a little upset, I want to hear some interesting stories, how is Chang'an in the past two days?" Anything is going on? In this court, every day is an endless amount of official business, and there is nothing that makes me happy! ”

When the beauty saw that Li Yuan was uncharacteristically blocking her, she was shocked, and just as she was about to speak, she listened to Li Yuan's question.

"This ......" quickly groaned, and the beauty didn't forget to take a careful look at Li Yuan, but where could she see Li Yuan's thoughts? I just felt that today's Li Yuan was a little different, and I wanted to ask, but I was afraid that Li Yuan and the others would be impatient, so I had to follow his words first: "Your Majesty, under your governance, Chang'an is very peaceful... But if you want to talk about interesting new things, the concubine has also heard two things in the past two days. ”

"Oh? What's up? About whom? Li Yuan cheered up, looked at the beauty and asked with a smile.

"It's about Xiao Han, the son of Sanyuan County, and the Marquis of Xiangcheng!" The beauty hurriedly replied.

"Mihara Prefecture? That little guy named Xiao Han? Li Yuan asked strangely, as soon as he heard the name, the appearance of the young man immediately appeared in his mind, strange, but not annoying, every time he does things without common sense, but the result is surprisingly good, every time people think of him, they always want to be happy, and they don't know how they look at that guy so pleasing to the eye.

"That's right, it's Mihara Prefecture!" The beauty observed the words and looks, and it could be seen from Li Yuan's expression that he was interested in this person, and he was also happy in his heart, and secretly guessed his intentions, and then said to Li Yuan: "I also heard from the servants purchased in the palace that I inadvertently said that he and the Marquis of Xiangcheng were going to fight......

"Rush? For what? Li Yuan asked again.

The beauty tilted her head, as if in recollection, and said, "This, it seems to be for a woman......"

"Oh? Woman, the Marquis of Xiangcheng actually robbed a woman with Xiao Han, a junior? "Li Yuan is very curious, he knows Xiangcheng Marquis too well, if you want to say that he has a conflict with others because of something else, Li Yuan still believes it, but because of a woman, this is a little incredible!

Li Yuan's mind turned sharply, but he couldn't figure out the cause and effect of this matter, so he had to ask the beauty again: "You tell me from the beginning, what is going on!" ”

"This matter is going to start with a poem......" Meirenjiao smiled and deliberately sold a pass, waiting for Li Yuan to ask.

"What poem? What does this have to do with poetry? Li Yuan really took the bait, took the beauty into his arms, grabbed the beauty's hand and asked.

"Hee-hee, don't move, itchy......" The beauty pretended to struggle a few times in Li Yuan's arms, and her body writhed like a water snake, but in the end, seeing that Li Yuan was just holding her and did not make any further movements, she quieted down with a little disappointment, and then said: "The name of this poem is called "Sauvignon Blanc""

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, and there is a high heaven above the green and underworld,

There are waves of water below. Heaven and earth are far away, and the soul is miserable,"

Just as the beauty told Li Yuan about this poem, in the lobby of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, there was also a scholar who closed his eyes and shook his head, reciting this poem very affectionately, and the people at the same table were all smoked, and it seemed that they had been completely conquered by this poem.

"Hey! is so talented, but he has to be forced to fight with the Marquis of Xiangcheng, just for the beauty in his mind, sad, strong! After reciting the poem, the scholar returned to the table, drank the good green ant wine in front of him, and then shook his head and sighed!

When the people at the table heard this, they all toasted to each other! In their hearts, people who can write such peerless poems should be masters of eating and drinking, where are those who are forced to shout and shout and kill, isn't this an insult to the text! It's really the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!

However, when the scholar said this, a man next to him disagreed, and the man sitting alone at the table turned around, looked at these scribes with slanted eyes, and slowly said: "Hmph, what a big talent and a small talent, it's just a sour broken article, it's nothing!" In Lao Tzu's opinion, it is still the Xiangcheng Hou family who is thinking about it! If you can't get it, move your fist! There is still a big fist in this world! Hahaha......"

The man's arrogant laughter caused many people around him to frown, just to see that he was born with a strong force, but he only raised his eyebrows coldly, and did not dare to scold him.

When the man saw this, he suddenly became even more proud, and looked at these scholars with ugly expressions, touched the beard on his face with self-care, and said with a cheap smile: "Hehe, I don't know how beautiful this daughter of the Xue family is, if you let Lao Tzu take a look at it twice, take it home......... Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The scholar who read the poem at the beginning had already admired Xiao Han for "creating" such a masterpiece, and he was enduring the man's arrogant words just now, and when he heard that this bastard dared to blaspheme the woman in the poem, where can he endure it?

Taking advantage of the man's cheap smile, he directly picked up the white porcelain wine jug on the table and smashed it on the man's head, and then, before the man woke up from the blow, the scholar flew up and pounced.

"Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu also called himself by you bastard? Look at your grandfather, I won't kill this mouth squirting bastard! The scholar screamed, and the first punch stunned the man, and he directly connected people with the table, mixed with dishes and dishes, and smashed the soup to the ground!

Pushing aside a green vegetable on his head, the man hadn't figured out what kind of scholar this was, why he was so strong, and the second punch came one after another......

The scholar played energetically, and the people around him saw it, who didn't hurry up with this beating of the water dog? Someone pulled the curtain on the window next to him and covered the stunned man, and suddenly, countless big feet rained down!

Don't think that the scholars of this era are really the same as the ones on TV, they are powerless, and they can be tired to death when they walk!

In fact, the six arts of the gentleman, riding and archery are among them! At this time, most of the scholars were trained in martial arts, and some of them were a little more powerful, and one or two ruffians couldn't get close to them, or they couldn't beat this man with just a few punches.

The first floor of Baihua Pavilion is now lively, many of the private rooms on the second and third floors have poked their heads out to look downstairs, and when the shopkeeper hurriedly came over to separate the people, this man has been beaten into the air but not out of the air, it is estimated that he will come a little later, and he can directly collect the man's body......

And this is just a short episode brought by this "Sauvignon Blanc", similar episodes occur everywhere in Chang'an from time to time, and the grievances between Xiao Han and the Marquis of Xiangcheng quickly spread to every corner of Chang'an with this poem.

It's just that in the rumors, Xiao Han is described as a warrior who is not afraid of power and fights bravely for his lover, while the Marquis of Xiangcheng plays a despicable and shameless villain, forcing Xiao Han to give in for various reasons, as for his son, he has no role in it at all......

Talented men and women have always been what people like to see the most, and for an old and despicable person who wants to marry a beautiful woman, even a fool knows who to support!

So in Chang'an City, almost one-sided support for Xiao Han, occasionally a few people who are grandiose, or don't think about it, jump out, and they are like the big men in the restaurant every minute, and they only hate that they were not dumb at the beginning......

In the evening, after listening to the report of his subordinates in the study, the eldest grandson Wuji waved his hand to retreat, put down the brush in his hand, walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, looked up at a few small lantern-like persimmons still hanging on the trees in the yard, and muttered: "People are terrible, people are terrible, Xiao Han, there has been an undercurrent in the court recently, and I can only help you like this......"

Seven days may seem like a short time, but in fact, time has passed like flowing water, and it has passed in a hurry without even noticing.

Xiao Han always felt that he had only made a war book yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, how could it have come to the day of the war?

To the west of Chang'an, on the banks of the Weishui River, the gloomy weather seems to hint at today's extraordinary, with the cold wind blowing from the north, rolling endless dead grass and yellow sand whistling over this land.

In the dusk wind, like an epic war blockbuster, there stood two small battle formations.

The warriors in the north are all dressed in black armor, holding long lances and horizontal swords! His face was grim, and he looked at his enemy as if he were looking at an inanimate object, there was no excitement, no fear, only a kind of ordinary indifference of life and death!

The people in the south, on the other hand, were almost all dressed in light armor, with light manners, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, axes, hooks, forks, and everything, and at first glance, it felt like a ragtag army that had been put together improvised.

The two sides were more than fifty paces apart, and they were all looking at each other at this time, and on a small gentle slope to the east of the two small armies, a group of people gathered to watch.

There are no ordinary people to watch today, although the battle between Xiao Han and the Marquis of Xiangcheng has been well known in Chang'an, but this kind of thing has never been something that ordinary people dare to touch.

Maybe there are a few curious people lying in a corner secretly watching at this time, but only nobles are standing here in the open.

Xiao Han came very early, almost the first to come here, and Xiao Han didn't know any of the people dressed as nobles who came later, or Zhang Qiang came over and whispered, Xiao Han knew that these people were all small families who were invited by the Marquis of Xiangcheng to witness.