Yang Zhao is over fifty years old, and his thick hair is already mixed with some silver threads, but his face is ruddy, his thinking is quick, and his voice is loud when he speaks, supplemented by powerful posture and movements, giving people strong self-confidence, strong appeal and persuasiveness.

Power makes him full of vitality and a feeling of being young. And the subordinates around him who don't even have the atmosphere are verifying his point of view all the time and strengthening his cognition.

Who would have thought that a few years ago, he was still worrying about his livelihood and saying good things to people for a small county lieutenant?

Nowadays, he doesn't need to say nice things to anyone, but there are many people who go to great lengths to see him. Every time he saw the flattering smiling faces of these people, Yang Zhao felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Husband, it should be so!

But he was a little unhappy now, because Pei Xuanqing, who was standing in front of him, brought him a piece of news that made him not very comfortable.

"This ......" Yang Zhao stroked his smooth beard, and couldn't remember the name of the ranger for a while. Pei Xuanqing hurriedly said: "Li Zaixing, the other is called Xie Guanglong." ”

"Well, Li Zaixing." Yang Zhao raised his two fingers and swung it, Pei Xuanqing immediately closed his mouth and lowered his head. "What is this Li Zaixing's ability?"

"Hui Xiangye, he is superb in martial arts, rarely meets opponents, and is well versed in the situation in Tibet. Didn't Xiangye want to pacify Nanzhao? If there is such a son......"

"The matter of pacifying Nanzhao has already been taken care of, so why expect such a ranger?" Yang Zhao sneered and unceremoniously interrupted Pei Xuanqing. He felt that it was unreasonable, a teenager who didn't even know who his parents was, and so many people recommended him. First of all, the concubine sent a message from the palace and asked him to be a corporal and take this person for his own use. Now Pei Xuanqing has repeatedly recommended him, hoping that he will summon this person.

Is it because he has a divine monk master?

Yang Zhao disagreed. As for the matter of Nanzhao, it is even more impossible for him to hand it over to such a person of unknown origin. He is a man who knows how to repay his kindness and knows why he is where he is today. If it weren't for Zhongtong, he might have starved to death on the streets of Chengdu. Without Zhang Qiu and Qiong, it would be impossible for him to enter Beijing with a huge amount of money and easily be accepted by a few sisters who have not been in touch for a long time. The credit of Nanzhao should be left to Xian Yu Zhongtong and Zhang Qiu and Qiong, what is the matter with this ranger?

Tubo, has he ever been to Tibet, do you know what color the sky is in Tibet? Just relying on a few empty words from hearsay, I can only deceive the Son of Heaven, a person who has never been out of the two capitals, how can he deceive me Yang Zhao. I think back then, when I was fighting with the Tubo people in the area of Porong City, he was still breastfeeding.

Yang Zhao was indignant, but he was helpless, because he knew that everything he did came from the concubine's sister and from the Son of Heaven, and it had nothing to do with his exploits in Porong City. Since these two people have taken a fancy to this ranger, if he insists on refusing to see him, he will not be able to explain when asked in the future.

For this concubine sister, Yang Zhao's mood is more complicated.

"This person has already offended the right minister by killing Wang Jie, even if I don't recruit him, he can't be under the command of the right minister. In that case, why should we be in a hurry? As you can see, I don't have much free time. Yang Zhao said unhurriedly: "That's it, you take him to see his aunt first." ”

Pei Xuanqing secretly complained to himself, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to respond, turned around and walked out. Yang Zhao glanced at Pei Xuanqing's back, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he snorted.

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"Meet Mrs. Qiuguo?" Li Zaixing hesitated for a moment, and then excused himself: "I am originally from the countryside, young and ignorant, what if I am rude in front of my wife?" Thank you Twenty-two Lang for your kindness, I think it's better to forget it, right? ”

"Alas-" Pei Xuanqing stretched out his voice, dragged Li Zaixing's arm, and said, "Da Lang, although you have entered the Longwu Army, if there is no one to help you, it will still be difficult to become a great weapon after all." Madame is tolerant and generous, how can she care about some unintentional mistakes in etiquette. Don't shirk, come with me. ”

Li Zaixing followed Pei Xuanqing into Mrs. Qiuguo's mansion.

When he came out of Ma Sui's house, Pei Xuanqing enthusiastically took him to Taizhen Temple to play, and then suggested that he go to meet Mrs. Qiu Guo by the way. Li Zaixing knew that Pei Xuanqing was by no means a casual remark, let alone by the way. He came out of Ma Sui's house halfway, and when he came back, his face was not very natural, and his breath was a little short, he should have rushed to somewhere, maybe it was Mrs. Qiuguo's mansion. As for why Pei Xuanqing wanted him to meet Mrs. Qiuguo, he didn't know very well, but it was estimated that it should be related to Xie Guanglong's entry into Li Linfu's house.

Yang Zhao and Li Linfu are at odds with each other, and it is inevitable to fight openly and secretly, Pei Xuanqing, as the representative of the Yang family's underground forces in Chang'an, all he can do is to win for a ranger like him for the Yang family, and the children of official eunuchs like Wei Yingwu and Ma Sui are not something he can win over.

Mrs. Qiu Guo was in the backyard, accompanied by several young and beautiful maids, admiring a bud that had just bloomed in the corner. Li Zaixing's eyesight is outstanding, he glanced at it from a distance, he didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he also felt strange. This flower blooms strangely, a stem has five leaves, orange, yellow, blue, green and green, the five leaves are different colors, the red flower of a purple stamen, a flower, actually gave birth to seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, which can be described as extremely rare.

The varieties of flowers are rare, and the pots in which flowers are raised are equally distinctive. Compared to the colorful flowers, the color of the pot is not so complicated, just one: light blue. Although this cyan is light, it is very pure, clean and flawless, like a piece of jasper, and like a clear sky just after the rain, clear and transparent, but as warm as jade.

Li Zaixing doesn't know antiques, and when he followed his master in the Praruo Temple, he didn't have much opportunity to see luxury goods, and when he arrived at the Bodhi Temple, he saw a few utensils at Juehui, which was an eye-opener, but he hadn't seen the flowers and pots in front of him. But just because he hasn't seen it doesn't mean he doesn't know the preciousness of these two things. When he was outside the wall, he had already sighed at the magnificence of Mrs. Qiu's mansion, and when he entered the mansion, he further saw what it meant to be high-end and high-grade, and speculated with this thinking that what could make Mrs. Qiuguo deign to come to watch, naturally it would not be ordinary flowers and utensils, not to mention that this flower and this vessel are still so pleasing to the eye.

Mrs. Qiu Guo wore a brocade jacket covered with a crimson gold embroidered half-arm, and the placket opened very low, revealing a white chest. Under the treasure flower silk pleated skirt, the skirt waist is very high, up to the waist, the skirt is tied very tightly, holding out a pair of trembling breasts. She didn't wear makeup, just two slender willow eyebrows, and her appearance was somewhat similar to Yang Guifei, but compared to Yang Guifei's indifference, her eyes were a little frivolous, not steady enough, and too charming.

For an old woman who is nearly half a hundred years old, her dress is indeed too coquettish.

Li Zaixing stood far away and bowed.

Mrs. Yu Guo raised her eyelids and glanced at him, but she didn't say anything for a long time, but spoke softly to the maid beside her, talking about the strangeness of this flower. Li Zaixing was not in a hurry, and waited quietly. After a long while, Mrs. Yu Guo walked over slowly, stood still in front of Li Zaixing, and said in a manly voice: "Raise your head." ”

Li Zaixing raised his head, his gaze swept over Mrs. Qiuguo's face, and then he took it back. It stands to reason that he should look at Mrs. Qiu's chin, not only without looking directly at Mrs. Qiu, but also perceiving Mrs. Qiu's expression. But now he was a little embarrassed. Under Mrs. Qiu's slender neck is a frank chest and an unfathomable career line, and it would be inappropriate for him to stare at it like this.

Just as his eyes wandered, Mrs. Yu Guo laughed softly: "Although you are among the rangers, you are not such a frivolous person, and it is rare to be simple. ”

Li Zaixing smiled awkwardly, and stopped talking. His face was also a little hot, because no matter how much he avoided his gaze, the greatness of Mrs. Qiu Guo was always in front of him.

"Have you ever seen a concubine?"

"Yes, when I was in the palace, I was taught by the noble concubine, and I remembered it in my heart, and I didn't dare to forget it."

Mrs. Qiu Guo turned around and floated in front of Li Zaixing, and a fragrant breeze came to her nose. Li Zaixing hurriedly held his breath. Mrs. Yu Guo is not only dressed up in fancy clothes, but the fragrance on her body is also a little strong. When passing in front of Li Zaixing, there was a faint warmth in the fragrance, and I don't know if there was something like an incense burner hidden in her sleeve. Supposedly, the weather is not hot enough to open your chest.

"I heard that your master is Sokcho Master?"

"Madame Mingjian, the family teacher is indeed a Sokcho monk."

"Which sect is Sokcho Master?" Mrs. Qiu Guo tilted her head slightly and stopped her footsteps. Li Zaixing hurriedly stopped so as not to run headlong into it. He paused, and then replied cautiously: "The family master is profound, and all sects are involved. The kid is stupid, he doesn't know anything about Buddhism, and he is ashamed of his teacher. ”

"You don't understand Buddhism?" Mrs. Yu Guo looked at Li Zaixing in surprise: "Then what did you learn from Master Sokcho?" ”

Li Zaixing pondered for a moment, and then said respectfully: "Mainly some martial arts, in addition...... There are also some tantric spells. ”

"You know tantra?" Mrs. Qiuguo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Li Zaixing with burning eyes.

Li Zaixing suddenly had an ominous feeling, as if the little white rabbit was being targeted by a big bad wolf. He thought about it carefully, and felt that he had said nothing wrong. When it comes to martial arts, his recognition is that Mrs. Qiuguo, any master comes, he is not worried. As for spells, he has listened to his master chant Sanskrit for so many years, and it shouldn't be a problem to learn seven or eight points. But why did he feel flustered?

Could this tantra ...... What does it say?

As soon as he thought of Tantra, Li Zaixing suddenly remembered something, and was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and secretly cursed: I'll take it, this old goblin won't think that Tantra is the Buddha of Joy, right?

As soon as Li Zaixing realized the seriousness of the problem, Mrs. Qiu Guo came over and asked with a smile: "Then which sutra are you cultivating, which Buddha you worship, and how much do you know about the vast heir magic of Tantra?" ”