Chapter Eighty-Five: The Imperial Driver Is Back, Squeezing the Old Fox
"Xian'er, Xian'er?"
Li Xian, who was only thinking about his thoughts, was suddenly awakened by a scream, and after coming to his senses, he realized that he was already sitting in the car, and he had already broken up with Qu Tushenruo and others. He originally thought that it was just a fierce woman like a big sister, but who knew that there was still a side of being as careful as a hair, Mingli could face Li Yifu's wife with a smile, but secretly understood that the Li family suddenly knew that the convergence would not last long, it was really unseemly, and the sea water was incomparable!
"Sister Yan, is it true that Miss Qutu didn't marry because her vision was too high?"
Helan Yan didn't expect Li Xian to ask this suddenly, and he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and his face was a little strange: "There are some people who come to propose marriage, but I heard that Sister Shen Ruo rejected them all." In the end, her family was in a hurry, so she said that she would rather become a female crown than marry casually, so she kept delaying it. She is already twenty years old this year, and her fame was known all over the city. ”
Listening to the little girl talking about what kind of fame she had, Li Xian suddenly felt strange. Turning his head and seeing Helan Yan playing with the corners of his clothes with a cowardly face, he immediately realized that the little girl who dared to love would be wrong!
"What do you think!" He grabbed Helan Yan's hand, kneaded it twice, and then said with a smile, "I just think it's strange, she looks so beautiful, although she is a little tougher, there should be many people who are willing to marry home!" If you want me to say, it's almost time to get married at the age of dedication, and it's a good couple to get together. ”
"Dedicated?" Helan Yan tilted her head and imagined that Li Jingye and Qu Tu Shen Ruo had become a couple, and for no reason there was a chill, and she couldn't help but glance at Li Xian, "Sister Shen Ruo is really going to marry Jingye, you just wait for your companion to read Tiantian's blue nose and swollen face!" I can tell you, Sister Shen Ruo is not only good at equestrianism, but also has good kung fu, and she uses a good whip! ”
Li Xian's mind suddenly appeared with the situation of Qu Tushen dancing the whip, and then instinctively shuddered. Such a woman is definitely a thorny rose, and whoever touches it is unlucky. Whether it's Li Jingye or Cheng Bohu, no one can afford it, it's better for him to honestly do less boring things, with the help of her strength, isn't there Helan Yan in the middle?
"The royal car is only five miles away from Chang'an!"
There was a sudden whirring sound on the street, and soon the East Market was boiling. For the businessmen here, the return of the emperor and empress to Chang'an means that a large number of dignitaries and nobles will come back with them, which is an incomparable business opportunity - whether it is the prime minister or an ordinary official, which one does not need to eat and drink, which one does not need to have fun? Not to mention the rouge, facial grease and various gadgets that the ladies need.
And Li Xian, who was sitting in the car, couldn't help but poke his head out and look around when he heard this, just in time to see the scene of people talking. Of course, he knew that Li Zhi and Empress Wu were coming back today, but he only planned to greet him directly at the gate of the palace in the morning, and did not plan to go to Chunming Gate. You must know that showing up in front of a group of officials who stayed in Chang'an with such a swagger is too big.
However, a voice from the crowd immediately followed made him hesitate - the general of the army of the Western Expedition to Tiele will enter the city after the royal car!
Xue Rengui is back, do you want to stop by to pay homage to the famous general?
Just when he was thinking about it, the little girl made a decision for him and simply ordered the coachman to change the route. If you want to go to meet the car, of course you can't wear this dress, but fortunately, Li Xian's outfit already has a copy in Li's house, and this neatly dressed kung fu is probably enough. As for the little girl's filial piety, it is not suitable to show up at this time.
Since the royal car is about to return, not to mention that the twenty-meter royal road in the center has already been sprinkled and swept clean, and no one is allowed to pass, and even the side roads on both sides of the city gate have servants to maintain order. Before Li Xian's car reached Chunming Gate, he was stopped by the messenger halfway down the road, which was still because the carriage had the mark of the British mansion on it. As soon as he lifted the curtain and saw Li Xian in full princely attire, someone immediately led him to see Li Ji respectfully.
Yaoyao saw a large number of ministers in official uniforms waiting there, and Li Xian's eyes naturally fell on those few people in purple robes. Although almost all the officials have to pour out of the nest when they are driving, but nowadays, Zhu Zi is precious, and the only people who really have weight are naturally the few people who are in the lead, among them, Li Ji is a lot older, but he is more conspicuous than anyone else standing there.
"His Royal Highness King Pei!"
Although it was not the first time that he had received this kind of attention, Li Xian still instinctively felt that there was something strange in everyone's eyes this time, especially Li Ji. While secretly guessing in his heart, he hurriedly greeted them one by one with a smile, and finally when Li Ji stepped forward with him, he finally got the answer.
"His Highness and I have studied martial arts for so many years, but it is the first time I have heard that His Highness's poems are so wonderful."
Li Xian looked up in amazement, Li Ji looked at him with a smile in front of him, and immediately complained in his heart about the little girl and his father. didn't say it, the little girl probably wanted to show off in front of Li Zhi, and his father was even more desperate, so he simply showed off to all the ministers. No wonder these officials had different eyes just now, it turned out to be for this!
"This is all due to the master's teaching, so that my disciple can be beneficial, and I have to ask the master for more guidance in the future."
Everyone knows that the British Duke Li Ji is good at martial arts and not good at writing, but Li Xian said so, and Li Ji naturally enjoyed the treatment of a attention ceremony. Many ministers even wondered in their hearts, should they send their own children to Li Ji to be disciplined well, if they can achieve an all-round talent who can be civil and martial arts, and their faces will also be bright?
Seeing that Li Ji's face was silent, Li Xian smiled and stood next to him. Everyone knows that he, the king of Pei, has no other master except Li Ji, as long as he insists on it, this "black pot" Li Ji has to carry it if he doesn't have to carry it. Having said that, the apprentices who are taught are promising, and this master should be the most glorious!
Seeing the smoke and dust rolling and the flags flying on the road ahead, a group of officials who had been waiting for a long time suddenly became solemn, and they couldn't even hear a cough in the crowd, even Li Xian straightened his waist, but his eyes still kept turning in all directions.
As the imperial chariot slowly approached, the faces of Li Zhi and Empress Wu were gradually faintly visible. At this moment, the hundred officials who greeted him shouted and congratulated: "Welcome Your Majesty!" The next moment, hundreds of people fell to their knees.
"Zhu Qing is flat!"
Supported by two chamberlains and walked down from the imperial chariot, Li Zhi's face looked good. And after he waited for the hundred officials to get up, he first comforted several high-ranking officials who stayed in Chang'an, and then said a few words to Li Ji, and then turned his attention to Li Xian.
"I didn't expect that Xian'er, you are so young, this poem has some style!"
When Li Xian heard this compliment, while his mouth was humble, he couldn't help muttering in his heart. The famous masterpiece of Wang Majie in later generations is actually just a little style?