After Mrs. Meng entered the Huaqing Palace, she soon met Yang Yuhuan, the two were of the same age, they were both noblewomen, and they had common hobbies, and they had endless words when they met. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After greeting for a while, Mrs. Meng asked, "Does Niangniang have any satisfactory poems recently?" ”

Yang Yuhuan said: "The weather has been cold recently, and I rarely go out of the palace to participate in poetry events, and I have never gained anything!" ”

Mrs. Meng said with a smile: "My sister has recently got a few poems here, all of which are excellent works, please taste one or two!" ”

"Oh?" Yang Yuhuan became interested and asked, "Then I want to read one or two, where is it?" ”

Mrs. Meng took out a small book from her sleeve and handed it to Yang Yuhuan, Yang Yuhuan took it and looked at it, the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and said yes in a row, and said happily after reading it: "These three poems are all excellent works, but I don't know who wrote these poems?" ”

Mrs. Meng said with a smile: "A few days ago, there was a poetry meeting in Huayin County, I wanted to participate, but I didn't go because I was inconvenient at that time, and then the Huayin County Commander heard that I liked poetry, so he copied a copy of the three good poems at the poetry meeting and sent someone to send them to me, these three poems were written by a person named Du Fu!" ”

"Du Fu? It turned out to be him, no wonder! Yang Yuhuan suddenly realized that when Li Bai and others were still in Chang'an, they had recommended Du Fu's poems to her, and she was deeply impressed by Du Fu's poems.

Mrs. Meng was surprised: "Niang Niang knows him? ”

Yang Yuhuan said with a smile: "I have had a few encounters, and I have seen it at several poetry meetings, and this person's talent in poetry is not under Li Bai back then." Doesn't he know that he has been an official in Chang'an all these years? Why did you run away to Huayin? ”

Mrs. Meng said: "I read this Du Fu's poems, so I asked someone to inquire about this person, it turned out that Du Fu was the right to lead the guard Cao to join the army, after the An Lushan rebels invaded Chang'an, he wanted to escape out of the city, but he didn't expect to be caught by the rebels after leaving the city, and was imprisoned in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion, and then my husband's subordinates led the troops to recapture Chang'an, find out about him, and let him go, he was reinstated, but he did not get his salary for several months, in order to make a living, he had to resign from his official position, write letters to others, copy books, etc., In the past two months, my husband set up the marshal's mansion of the Eastern Expedition to counterinsurgency in Huayin, and many young scholars went to the Marshal Huayin's mansion to submit the counterinsurgency strategy, and this Du Fu is also one of them! ”

Cao Senjun, the right guard of the government, is just a small official, in charge of weapons and armor, warehouse keys and other affairs, if he is a lively person, now in this chaos, he will inevitably find a way to get these things out and sell them for money, but where would Du Fu do such a shameless thing? Since he couldn't get his salary, Du Fu simply resigned and didn't do it, and he could earn a few copper coins by writing letters and copying books on the street, although he was not rich and expensive, but he could barely fill his family's stomach.

"I see!" Yang Yuhuan nodded, sighing in his heart.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan remembered the purpose of Mrs. Meng's entry into the palace, so he ordered someone to bring a picture scroll, handed it to Mrs. Meng and said, "This is the county lord of Yining, take a look!" ”

"Oh?" Mrs. Meng hurriedly opened the picture scroll, only to see a young and beautiful woman painted on the picture scroll, both reserved and beautiful, but also aura, very beautiful, worthy of a royal woman, with a noble spirit in her wisdom, not an ordinary woman.

It's just that ・・・・・・ Mrs. Meng frowned and said, "How old is the county lord of Yining this year?" ”

Yang Yuhuan said: "Three out of twenty, although the age is a few years older than Brother Ting'er, it shouldn't be a big deal, as long as the two of them look at each other, what do you say?" ”

Mrs. Meng said in her heart, how many years older? Brother Ting is only sixteen years old this year, okay? And the county lord of Yining is twenty-three, seven years older, if it is a man who is seven years older, it is normal, but the woman is seven years older than the man, this feels too much!

Mrs. Meng could only think about these words in her heart, but it was not easy to say them, she smiled: "My husband said that children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, if the two of them love each other, we elders are naturally not good at doing things like beating mandarin ducks, if the two of them can't get along, even if we forcibly match, it will only cause misfortune, but also delay the life of our children."

Yang Yuhuan said: "I always thought that Zhao Dashuai was a person with very strange ideas, but I didn't expect him to be so open-minded in his thoughts on the marriage of his children!" Arrange for the two of them to meet alone, His Majesty has sent someone to arrange, tomorrow morning we will go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to pay homage to the incense, in order not to let them see that it is specially arranged, we will go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace one after the other, you bring Brother Ting, I will take Yining, after the incense is finished, we will go to the guest room in the temple to chant the scriptures, leave them outside, see how they get along, what do you think? ”

Mrs. Meng asked, "Temple of Mercy and Grace?" Tomorrow is the Shangyuan Festival, and there are only a few people who go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to offer incense, right? When the time comes, what if they can't meet each other? ”

Yang Yuhuan said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, the Temple of Mercy and Grace will prohibit tourists from entering in the morning, and it will only open after the afternoon for officials, families and people to enter!" The Emperor has issued an order to preside over the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and only our two families will be able to enter tomorrow morning! ”

Mrs. Meng was relieved now: "That's good!" ”

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival.

Mrs. Meng sat in a carriage under the escort of Zhao Ting to the Ci'en Temple, the Ci'en Temple is located in the southeast direction of Chang'an City, early in the morning there came a lot of people waiting to enter the temple to incense, but there are many soldiers at the gate of the temple standing guard guard, everyone and so on are all blocked out of the door, and soon the monks in the temple came out to explain to the officials, families and the people that the temple is not open to the public this morning, because there will be distinguished guests to come, in order not to disturb the distinguished guests, so the temple is closed for a morning, and the temple is not open to the public until the afternoon.

Most of the common people left complaining after hearing the words of the Zhike monk, but there were still many officials' families who were unwilling to leave, and these people were very annoyed and sent housekeepers to find the Zhike monk to theorize.

"The concubine has arrived—" A loud shout made the quarrel stop instantly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone bowed down and shouted: "Niang Niang Chitose, Chitose!" ”

The sedan chair stopped at the gate of the Ci'en Temple, Yang Yuhuan and the county lord of Yining walked out of the sedan chair, and then walked into the Ci'en Temple under the guidance of the monk of Zhike.

It wasn't until the figures of Yang Guifei and others disappeared at the gate of Ci'en Temple that the families of the officials knew that the so-called distinguished guest was Yang Guifei, and everyone could only sigh and go back to their homes one after another, preparing to come back in the afternoon.

After the families of these officials left, another big sedan chair stopped at the gate of Ci'en Temple, and the monk walked out quickly and folded his hands: "Mrs. Zhao Guo is here, and our temple is shining!" Madame please! ”

Mrs. Meng walked out of the sedan chair with the support of the maid and said to the monk who knew the guest: "Master Lao has been waiting for a long time, please!" ”

After the incense in each Bodhisattva hall, Mrs. Meng said to Zhao Ting: "Aunt is going to the wing room to chant the scriptures, you just stay outside to play, remember not to disturb the monks in the temple!" ”

Zhao Ting hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't worry, Ting'er knows!" ”

The soldiers were standing guard outside the main hall, no one was walking around, Zhao Ting felt a little bored, and wandered around the temple.

Walking to a corner, Zhao Ting only looked at the buildings in the temple, and accidentally bumped into a person, only to hear: "Ah! With a bang, a woman was knocked to the ground.

Zhao Ting turned his head and saw that he had knocked someone down, and hurriedly stepped forward to help: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the kid didn't pay attention to knocking down Miss for a while!" ”

A maid ran behind the woman who fell to the ground, and hurriedly pushed Zhao Ting away, "You, go away, don't touch my young lady!" ”

Zhao Ting was quite embarrassed, so he had to withdraw his hand in a sneer, and when the maid helped the young lady up, he saw that the young lady was frowning, and he wanted to hit it lightly, but why is this appearance so familiar?

Zhao Ting patted his head, remembered, pointed at the young lady and said, "Aren't you the young lady who was in Huaqing Palace last night?" ”

The young lady hadn't spoken yet, but she heard the maid grinning: "Hmph, you disciple, you are rude to my young lady?" You don't leave quickly, or I'll call someone!" ”

The young lady saw that her maid was so fierce, and remembered that the other party didn't mean to knock her down, and the person opposite was the same person she met in front of the palace gate last night, so she immediately scolded the maid: "Xiaoju, this son didn't mean it, you must not be rude!" ”

Xiao Ju said to Zhao Ting: "Hmph, if it weren't for my young lady to let you go a lot, I would definitely make you look good!" ”

Zhao Ting clenched his fists: "Boy Zhao Ting, dare to ask Miss Fang's name?" ”

Xiao Ju stopped in front of the young lady and stared at Zhao Ting and asked fiercely, "Do you want to find a way?" Want to inquire about my young lady's name? Are you worthy? By the way, isn't the Temple of Mercy and Grace closed this morning? How did you get in? ”

Zhao Ting smiled: "Since you said that the Temple of Mercy and Grace will not be open this morning, how did you come in?" ”

"Of course we can come in, because we are with ・・・・・・" Xiao Ju was straightforward, but was interrupted by Miss before she could finish speaking.

"Xiaoju, you talk a lot! What did I tell you, if you come out with me, you have to talk less and watch more, and don't make trouble! ”

Xiao Ju's face was aggrieved: "Miss・・・・・・"

The young lady said to Xiao Ju: "You go and see how the noble man is doing, when you can go back, I will come to Mashan!" Why don't you go soon? ”

"Oh!"

When Xiaoju left, this young lady made a blessing to Zhao Ting and said: "Zhao Gongzi, my Xiaoju offended Zhao Gongzi just now, please forgive Zhao Gongzi!" ”

Zhao Ting hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, but I bumped into Miss, it's really damned!" ”

The young lady smiled and said to Zhao Ting: "Zhao Gongzi, I'm leaving!" ”

Zhao Ting watched the young lady turn around and leave, his heart was anxious, and he shouted: "Miss, you haven't told me your name yet!" ”

The young lady's right hand was raised, a silk handkerchief flew out, and was blown by the wind and floated towards Zhao Ting, Zhao Ting involuntarily grabbed it, a woman's fragrance rushed into his nostrils, and he felt a burst of Tongtai all over his body, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and fall into intoxication.

When he opened his eyes and looked at it again, where was the figure of the young lady, Zhao Ting had to open the silk handkerchief, only to see a few cold plums embroidered on the silk handkerchief, and two small characters "Li Shu" embroidered in the lower corner.

"It turns out that the young lady's name is Li Shu!" Zhao Ting showed a smile on his face, stuffed the silk handkerchief into his arms and walked forward. (To be continued.) )