"Guo Ying, Guo Ying ......"

Li Shi muttered Guo Ying's name, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, his face gradually became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "This kid can't be a martial artist, why did you fall in love with him?"

Ah Hui, Ah Hui, why are you so superficial?

admits for his father, this kid is born with a good skin, burly figure, and beautiful appearance, but he is a typical gentleman, and his style of action is exactly the same as that of Yuan Changshui, a fierce ghost in the road in the late Han Dynasty, that is, the first emperor played with him when he was a child, and he didn't care about him, otherwise he would not be enough to cut off ten heads. ”

Hearing the anger hidden in Li Shi's words, Li Hui suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly defended: "Balang is not what your father said, he can't write and don't do martial arts, he can write to calm the world, and martial arts can go to the horse to set the world, he is a figure like Guo Lao Linggong, but he acts as dissolute and uninhibited as Qinglian monks, and is misunderstood by the world." ”

Hearing his daughter say this, Li Shi's originally suppressed anger instantly churned again: "I don't know what ecstasy soup he poured on you, and he actually fascinated you."

When I was the crown prince, I heard that this kid was idle, not doing his job, and lingering in the land of fireworks all day long.

In my opinion, most of his "Autumn Evening" at the court poetry meeting two years ago was plagiarized by others, but the other party didn't dare to speak out because of Lao Linggong's face. ”

"Isn't it?" Li Hui's eyes widened, biting her pink and soft red lips, and said stubbornly: "Don't believe it, look at his new work." ”

With that, she took out a piece of rice paper stained with pen and ink from her sleeve.

Li Shihu took it suspiciously, only glanced at it, and his face instantly turned black as the bottom of the pot.

It turned out that the poems written on the paper were nothing else, they were written by Guo Ying yesterday...... Ah no, the "Summer Quatrain" copied by Sense, but I don't know why it suddenly came into Li Hui's hands.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost. So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. ”

After Li Shi silently read these words, his face twitched endlessly, and the green tendons in his forehead skyrocketed, almost bursting open.

This poem seems to be a generous voice to cleanse the child's spirit, but in his opinion, it is undoubtedly a satire of the past and the present, and a satire of the world through history, expressing his dissatisfaction with his own and Tibetan policies.

"The shaft is arrogant, I don't know what to say!"

His eyes swept over the private seal, date and author's signature at the checkout office, and Li Shi's tone was already cold, revealing the cold murderous intent.

A touch of whiteness also appeared on Li Hui's pretty face, and she staggered back two steps and fell to her knees.

Although she is not familiar with political affairs, she is not a fool, it is obvious that Guo Ying's poem expressing the pride in her chest has touched the emperor's scales.

At the moment, she regretted it a little, or rather, she didn't expect things to turn out in this direction.

She just wanted to confess her thoughts to her father, and at the same time hoped that her father would exempt Guo Ying from punishment, but who knew that it was self-defeating......

On the other side, seeing that his daughter was so frightened that she lost her face, Li Shi also realized that she had lost her temper.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to calm the surging anger in his heart, barely squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, and ordered Dou Wenchang, who was waiting on the side: "It is rumored that Guo Ying, the eighth son of the king of Fenyang, will enter the palace to meet him." ”

"Huh?" Dou Wenchang was stunned on the spot when he heard this, and he even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

In his memory, since his accession to the throne, he has not summoned other courtiers except for the three prime ministers who took the initiative to summon his subordinates, Cui Youfu, Zhongshu Ling Guo Ziyi, and Tongping Zhangshi Zhu Zhu (cǐ).

But now, he actually wants to summon Guo Ying to meet him alone?

Not only Dou Wenchang was shocked, but even Li Hui, who knelt down in front of Li Shi and shrunk into a quail shape, was also shocked.

Although she couldn't figure out what Li Shi was thinking at the moment, she knew that her father was really angry.

"Don't go soon" Seeing that Dou Wenchang refused to respond for a long time, Li Shi's eyebrows suddenly raised, and his voice suddenly increased by three points.

Dou Wenchang was awakened and hurriedly bowed down and left.

……

At this moment, Guo Ying is enjoying the cool in the pavilion in the house.

He originally planned to go to Tonghuafang to say goodbye to his mentor Yan Zhenqing, and then go to Shanfu Temple to discuss a farewell poem with Wei Yingwu this year, and then go to Shengyefang Ancient Temple Lane to listen to Huo Niang Xiaoyu play and sing a song, and then leave Chang'an in style.

But the plan can't catch up with the changes, and the reality and the ideal are often contradictory, and the eldest brother Guo Yao is afraid that he will cause some trouble when he goes out, so he has not lifted his grounding order.

Guo Ying had no choice but to stay in the house and stroll, watch the lotus flowers and listen to the music.

Guo Mansion is adjacent to Qinrenfang of the Imperial City in the east of Zhuquemen Street, which is the core area of Chang'an City, only one square away from Guozijian, and close to Wannian County of Jingzhao Mansion, which is a typical "golden location", and there are many ministers and famous families living nearby.

Interestingly, An Lushan, the great traitor who gave Guo Ziyi a lot of credit, also lived here, and the mansion given to him by Emperor Xuanzong was in the southeast corner of Guo's mansion.

In Qinrenfang, Guo's mansion is the largest, accounting for about a quarter of the entire square, with pavilions and pavilions, rockery ponds.

The only difference from other houses is that Guo's Mansion does not have a courtyard wall, and on weekdays, whether it is court officials, peddlers, pawns, merchants, and ordinary people, they can come and go at will.

And Guo Ziyi has never shied away from outsiders visiting the mansion in Guo's mansion, and often indulges in sex with many concubines regardless of the presence of outsiders, spending all day drinking, and even sometimes when the generals under his command come to report things, he will also treat his daughter, wife and concubine as servants, and let them fetch water or hand a towel.

Occasionally, he would enter the palace and ask the emperor to give him a few beautiful concubines.

Of course, this is actually the most basic means of self-defilement, just like Wang Jian kept asking the First Emperor for a reward before he set out on the expedition.

After all, no one likes a courtier who has no flaws and no desires.

With Guo Ziyi's merits, in fact, it has already reached the point of "hiding the bow of the bird, and cooking the dead rabbit and the dog", because the Son of Heaven has long been sealed against him.

However, Guo Ziyi, who is old and proficient, is well versed in Jia Xu's way of seeking a career, and he frequently destroys his reputation, so the emperor naturally cannot be indifferent, and he will let down his guard after a long time.

And he has been kind to people all his life, even if Yu Chaoen sent someone to dig up Guo's ancestral grave, he did not make drastic measures, and the people who dealt with him, whether they were loyal and traitors, eunuchs, or traitors, all respected him very much.

So over the years, instead of suffering from disasters, the Guo family has flourished.

Regarding the matter of not building the courtyard wall, Guo Ziyi has some considerations.

In his opinion, the Guo family has 500 horses that eat official food, and there are 1,000 people who eat official food, and the family has received too much imperial favor and too generous treatment.

A group of ministers will also drift away from him, once someone has a grudge and falsely accuses him of plotting wrong, and then there are greedy people and jealous people who come out to testify, then the Guo family will be wiped out.

And if the four doors of Guo's mansion are wide open, so that everyone in the world can see the situation inside, even if slander and slander arise, what is there to fear?

Although Guo Ying can't reach the realm of his father Guo Ziyi's "everything is unacceptable", he still admires his way of doing things.

Of course, it's just admiration, if he really learns from his father not to offend the eunuch villain and tolerate everywhere, he can't do it.

At this time, it was the middle of the day, Guo Ying summoned more than a dozen dancing musicians to play dance music, while enjoying the fruits and vegetables fed by the beautiful maid, which was very comfortable.

There is no way, the life of the Wang family in Tang County is so unpretentious.

Guo Ziyi's annual income alone is as much as 240,000 yuan, plus the good land and beautiful utensils, famous gardens and mansions, precious playthings and kabuki and dancing queens given by four generations of kings, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rich party.

But wealth is such a thing, life does not bring death and does not bring it, Guo Ying estimated that when Guo Ziyi died, the Guo family would not be able to keep these, so he squandered it without any burden.

Just as he was immersed in the beautiful rhythm of singing and dancing, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps.

Guo Ying turned his head and looked back, and saw Guo Ada, the steward of the house, hurrying over with an anxious face.

"Lang Jun, the saint has a calling."

"The saint summoned you to report to me Ah Weng, what are you looking for me, didn't you see that I was choreographing dance music for Ling Gong's eighty-third birthday?"

Guo Ying frowned unhappily and scolded, then turned around and smiled softly at the few dancers in front of him: "Then play music and dance." ”

Guo Adaa smiled bitterly, he is an old man in the house, and he knows his own Hachiro's lustful temperament.

Seeing this, he had to remind him stubbornly: "Lang Jun, it is you who the sage wants to summon, not Ling Gong." ”

Hearing this, Guo Yingden was stunned.

"Nonsense, how can a saint summon me to a white body, you must be mistaken."

Although Guo Ying thought that he had caused a lot of trouble, he estimated that the matter would be sent to Dali Temple at most to go through the process, how could it attract the emperor to summon him?

He's a sister who can't ride it.

Guo Adaa sighed and continued: "The servants have asked the person who came to deliver the decree three times, how can they be mistaken? ”

Seeing Guo A's words, Guo Ying's heart hung in the air.

Internal affairs, attendants are forbidden, in charge of the will to ask, sub-judgment and trouble-free, to say that the popular point is to pass the decree of the eunuch, it is said that they will not make such a low-level mistake as transmitting the wrong will.

He looked back at the warbler Yanyan in front of him, but found that the originally lively and jubilant pavilion was already silent.

Most of these dancing girls are palace people given by the Son of Heaven, and they are the most observant of words and feelings, and they have vaguely understood what they said just now.

As a result, the many dancing girls who were still frolicking around Guo Ying quietly dispersed and stood in two rows respectfully around the pavilion, silent, like statues.

Obviously, they also knew that it was not a good thing for the Son of Heaven to summon them, and they did not want to touch the master's bad head at this time.

Seeing this scene, Guo Ying's face couldn't help but feel a touch of bitterness, he knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe.

After all, not everyone has Li Bai's courage of "the Son of Heaven can't get on the boat when he calls, and he claims to be a fairy in wine".

came back to his senses, Guo Ying patted his forehead, looking sad, and he had nothing to love.

"Ah Da, go find a good golden rope, I will hang myself from the crooked neck tree in the backyard."

The corners of Guo Ada's mouth twitched when he heard this, he naturally knew that Guo Ying was joking, but seeing him talking such serious nonsense, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Lang Jun said with a smile, the trees in the house have been repaired every month, one is straighter than the other, where did the crooked neck tree come from."

"What about the gold rope?"

"I have seen rich and noble families who have woven gold wire into golden threaded jade clothes, and I have seen the winged good crown woven with gold wire, but I have never seen what the golden wire rope looks like."

"There's always a white silk, right?"

"No, there is only red silk in the house, if Lang Jun wants it, I will let my subordinates take it."

"Huh? Red Aya? Guo Ying looked at the rather ignorant steward Guo Ada with a strange expression, then shook his head and sighed.

"Ominous ...... Red Aya"

"That's it, I'd better enter the palace, I just hope that the saint won't really let me enter the palace, I haven't tasted enough of the joy and harmony in the world."