The Han Emperor was heavy on the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years.

The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir.

It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

This is naturally Bai Juyi's "Long Hate Song", Yang Yuhuan, the fourth daughter of Yang Xuanyan of Shuzhou Sihu, her father died when she was ten years old, she was sent to Luoyang's third uncle's house for foster care, in the twenty-second year of Kaiyuan, Princess Xianyi got married in Luoyang, at the wedding banquet Yang Yuhuan was favored by Princess Xianyang's brother Shouwang Li Mao, and married as a wife, she has a gentle personality, won the love of the Shou Queen Mother Wu Huifei, and asked Li Longji to make her the princess of Shou, after the death of Concubine Wu Hui, Li Longji could not sleep well, Gao Lishi led Li Longji to see Yang Yuhuan, Li Longji was shocked as a celestial man, In order to prevent the world from arguing in vain, he found an excuse to abolish his concubine and forced Shouwang to retire, and then ordered him to become a monk for the Queen Mother Dou to recommend blessings, Tianbao in November of the second year, Yang Yuhuan was still alone in the Taizhen Temple, but in her hometown, an uninvited guest came.

"Brother Yang! Is Daojiang County ahead? ”

Li Qingyi pointed to the faintly visible city wall in front of him, the night sky was clear, the sky was full of stars, and in the distance, the city wall was like a black belt across the vast plain.

"Yes, that's Daojiang County, but now the city gate is closed, let's stay for one night and then enter the city."

Xian Yu Zhongtong sent an envoy to Nanzhao, and later recommended Yang Zhao to Zhang Qiu and Qiong, and alluded to its usefulness, Zhang Qiu and Qiong Yan had no clear reason, so he ordered him to be the county lieutenant of Chengdu, Li Qing saw that Zhang Qiu and Qiong already knew the role of Yang Zhao, for fear that he would preemptively envelop the Yang family, so he encouraged Yang Zhao to return to his hometown to show his glory, Yang Zhao happily followed, the two set off from noon on horseback, and arrived at the county seat at night, Daojiang County is the later Guan County, today's Dujiangyan City, very close to Chengdu.

"Not far ahead is my cousin's house, that is, the third sister of Yuhuan, we can go and spend the night."

Inadvertently, a smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zhao's mouth, and he couldn't help but think of his cousin's demeanor, the cousin Yang Zhao said was Yang Yuhuan's third sister Yang Huahua, and later Mrs. Qiuguo was, she first married into the Pei family, and now her husband is widowed.

Yang Huahua's home is an ordinary farmhouse single courtyard, surrounded by a low wall, surrounded by dense green bamboo, the wall on the side of the bamboo forest has already been climbed down, revealing a gap, so that the disciples of the courtyard stand, Yang Zhao and the two got off the official road, led the horse along the ridge for less than a mile, and then arrived at Yang Huahua's home, but saw a young woman close the door to leave.

"Girl, take a slow step!"

Yang Zhao recognized it as his cousin at a glance, but he was afraid that tonight's good things would be in vain, so he shouted eagerly, threw the reins to Li Qing casually, and rushed up the slope with two steps along the narrow path, blocking Yang Huahua's way.

"Flower girl, it's me!"

Yang Huahua was worried, she didn't hear Yang Guozhong's shout before, she looked up and suddenly saw a man blocking the way, she was startled at first, and then she heard him call her name, and immediately remembered, by the hazy moonlight, it was really her cousin Yang Zhao who she hadn't seen for a few years.

"When did Brother Yang come back?"

The tone was flat, and there was a little coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, no wonder, his wife relied on people for relief, and her mother couldn't even eat enough, and she also came to her house from time to time to fight the autumn breeze, you can imagine how sloppy Yang Zhao was outside.

"Hua Meizi Hugh wants to underestimate me, I have just been promoted to Chengdu County Lieutenant now, I don't believe you can look at my official card." After speaking, Yang Zhao took out the waist card and handed it over.

is also a county lieutenant, Yang Zhao is much more angry than Zhang Qiuniu, just like the current provincial capital public security director and the small county public security director.

Yang Huahua stroked Yang Zhao's waist card, her eyebrows picked out the joyful color, her eyes gradually shone brightly, she hurriedly pulled Yang Zhao over and said with a smile: "Sure enough, you have been out for so many years, and I will forget me when you are you, quick!" Fast! Come on in. ”

She hurriedly turned around and opened the door, and pulled Yang Zhao into the house, but suddenly found that Li Qing, who was standing not far away, saw that he was about the same age as herself, but the robe on his body was blowing in the wind, obviously not a coarse and stupid thing woven with linen, but seemed to be better dressed than Yang Zhao.

"Is that your friend?"

Yang Zhao looked back at Li Qing and said with a smile: "He is my brother, but he is a rich man." ”

He beckoned to Li Qing again: "Brother come and talk." ”

Li Qing led the horse forward, but her eyes looked up and down at this young woman, she was about twenty-five or six years old, although her clothes were half-old, but her body was plump, her bones were coquettish, her eyebrows were slender, her apricot eyes were smoky, and her face was as smooth as white porcelain in the moonlight. I still laughed at Li Longji's clumsiness, and now it seems that the painter must have failed to ask for bribes and did it deliberately. However, in history, after this woman was favored, her life was erosive and debauched, corrupting the dynasty, she was not a good bird, and her impression was preconceived, and Li Qing actually had a trace of contempt for her in her heart.

Disdain is disdain, but the face still has to be passable, Li Qing smiled, stepped forward and bowed to Yang Huahua and said: "Little brother Li Qing, I have seen the third sister!" ”

I heard that Li Qing is a big guy, Yang Huahua smiled early, she has had a really difficult life in the past two years, first her husband died early, and then her dependable sister was suddenly demoted out of the house, and the originally solid mother's family gradually declined, relying on pawn debts to survive, as if God was dissatisfied with the Yang family, and threw all the misfortunes to them, but today it seems that a happy event is coming, the third brother Yang Zhao became an official, and brought back a rich young man.

"The slave family can't afford to be an uncle's gift, please come in quickly."

Yang Huahua secretly glanced at Li Qing, and saw that he was tall and broad-shouldered, just the kind of man she liked, although he had his back to the moonlight and couldn't see his face clearly, it wouldn't be too bad to think about, she was overjoyed in her heart, and hurriedly let the two of them into the house, but she couldn't touch the oil lamp for a long time, so she had to smile awkwardly: "I haven't lit the lamp for a long time, which of you brought flint?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a fire had been lit in Li Qing's hand, by the light of the fire, Li Qing quickly scanned the room, the room he was standing in was a hall, there was a Buddhist shrine on the middle wall, the light was dim, it was impossible to see which way the gods were offered, under the Buddhist shrine was a large bamboo table, and the chair was also made of bamboo, close to himself, the workmanship was rough, the bamboo strip on the back of the bamboo had bounced open, and the sharp poke hurt. On the left side of the shrine is an empty door, hanging a tattered linen cloth as a curtain, inside must be Yang Huahua's bedroom, there is a room on both sides of the hall, the door is empty, but there is not even a tattered linen cloth.

Just as Li Qing was looking at this room, Yang Huahua had already found the oil lamp from which corner, she picked up the oil pot again and shook it, there seemed to be a little oil in it, poured a layer shallowly, and put on the fire in Li Qing's hand, and a soybean-sized flame appeared on the lamp mouth.

"Where is Hui'er? Why don't you come to see me? ”

Yang Zhao looked around, but did not find Yang Huahua's son, and asked in surprise.

"I sent him to my mother, and I was going to pick him up just now, but it happened that you came."

Yang Huahua carried the white porcelain pot, poured a bowl of boiled water for the two of them first, and then smiled and said: "It's the same to pick him up tomorrow, you haven't eaten, there are still some leftovers under the stove, it may not be enough for the two of you to eat, one person is a little even, I'll go get the bowl." ”

Li Qing and Yang Zhao glanced at each other, and Li Qing hurriedly stopped: "No, we bring our own wine and food, as long as we have dishes and chopsticks." With that, he got up and went to the courtyard to get food and drinks.

Unexpectedly, when he came back, he suddenly found that Er Yang's hands were held together, and when he entered the house, the two hurriedly shook off their hands, and Li Qing secretly scolded: "Lao Tzu is a 100-watt light bulb, what else do you need to find an oil lamp." "I had no choice but to see it, and I smiled and spread a few oiled paper bags on the table." This is specially made by the chef of this restaurant, and the third sister will also come to try it! ”

That night, Li Qing and Yang Zhao stayed, there were sundries in the other room, the two could only squeeze into one bed, the night was cold and thin, Li Qing was awakened by the cold, barely half asleep, but the cold came, Li Qing was shivering from the cold, and felt that there seemed to be no one next to him in a daze, he suddenly reacted, reached out and touched it to be empty, and then listened carefully, there seemed to be some movement next door, Li Qing was overjoyed, and dragged Yang Zhao's quilt to himself.