At the same time that Lu Dingguo and the others were discussing in the White Tiger Hall late at night, there was also a "heavyweight" figure in Jixia City, who couldn't sleep at night and was very anxious.

This person is Tian Bao'er, the most important of the many righteous sons of the great eunuch Ning Lu.

He was originally the head of the Shangshan Supervisor in charge of the imperial diet in the Yangque Palace, and he was also a small official among many eunuchs, but he angered the Queen Mother because of a plate of bitter lotus seed soup, and was punished to the wine and vinegar noodle bureau as a coolie to move the jar.

It was precisely because he was punished by the Queen Mother that he was favored by the great eunuch Ning Lu, who not only accepted him as his son, but also supported him step by step to the imperial horse eunuch, and even took the position of the imperial city Xianglong Guard.

The name Tian Bao'er was in the limelight in the entire Yangque Palace, and even in the entire Yandu.

He came to the Tang Dynasty this time, originally wanting to use the name of birthday congratulations to knock and beat the invincible Xianyong Marquis for his father-in-law.

But he never dreamed that Lu Dingguo not only didn't even leave a place for him at the main table, but also announced in a grand manner that he would support troops in the three counties for self-respect.

Tian Bao'er couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat, her clothes were wet from the inside out, and her face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

He's worried about one thing.

Lu Dingguo shook out such an earth-shattering news in front of him, but would he let him return to Yandu intact to resume his life?

A cold wind suddenly blew in from the window, and the dim candle flame went out at once, and the room became pitch black.

Tian Bao'er stood up sharply, and after a while of dizziness, he made up his mind.

I can't wait any longer, I have to leave Xia Tang immediately!

……

When Tian Bao'er led him to a hidden corner at the base of the city wall, the sky was already slightly white.

There is still an hour before the city gate is about to open, but Tian Bao'er can't wait, he must leave the city immediately.

Who knows if Lu Dingguo will block him at the city gate.

Tian Bao'er's inner gatekeeper was supposed to be a gatekeeper of the city, and he lifted a few wooden planks hidden under the city wall, revealing a narrow pit that could only accommodate one person.

The doorman pointed to the pit and signaled that Tian Bao'er could go out of the city from here.

Tian Bao'er was very embarrassed, the tunnel was too narrow, and a normal person might be able to barely pass through it if he bent over, but if he wanted to enter it, he could only climb.

"Lu Dingguo's ...... raised by a son of a bitch"

Tian Bao'er cursed viciously, gritted her teeth and fell down, and got in.

……

When Dongyang Guo arrived in front of the gate of the Xianyong Marquis's Mansion, it was already three poles in the morning, and he didn't sleep well last night, and he was woken up by Bai Weishan's two voices in the morning.

Coupled with the hangover, he was really floating on his feet and had a splitting headache at the moment.

But he still cheered up, straightened out his rags, and followed Fang Heda, who was waiting at the door, into the Hou Mansion with his head held high.

Dongyang Guo has been used to living in a tent on the grassland in the past few years, and it is still difficult to adapt to the deep mansion of Nanlu with a few entrances and exits.

When passing by the back garden, Dongyang Guo took a look at Lu Shaoqing, who was playing with insects and birds, and he had also heard of the name of this young man's absurd marquis, and bowed his head slightly.

Lu Shaoqing watched Fang Heda lead such a sloppy person into the door, thinking that this Fang Heda was getting less and less four or six, and it was okay to be a staff member in the Hou Mansion to install a position for his cousin, and now even this kind of Huazi was also received in the mansion.

After several more turns, Dongyang Guo finally arrived in front of the White Tiger Hall, he looked at the copper nails on the two vermilion lacquer gates, and thought to himself:

"The number of nails in this door is in line with the etiquette system, but the brass nails of this royal gate are used, and it seems that the Dahao Shangzhu Kingdom does not take the Son of Heaven in his eyes."

"The gate of the Hou Mansion is in good order, but the White Tiger Hall in the high-walled and deep courtyard harbors disrespect, it is really a cover-up and a thief of the bell......"

Dongyang Guo didn't delve any further, and walked in after the doorman pushed open the two heavy doors.

At this time, Lu Dingguo was sitting alone in the White Tiger Hall, and Fang Heda also retreated after introducing Dongyang Guo.

As the door slowly closed again, the light in the room suddenly dimmed, casting a haze on Lu Dingguo's iron-cast face.

Dongyang Guo couldn't see Lu Dingguo's expression clearly at this moment, so he made a gesture and said:

"Yan Du is goodbye, five years have passed, and Lu Hou is fine."

Lu Dingguo didn't answer, raised his hand and motioned for Dongyang Guo to sit down opposite him.

After Dongyang Guo sat down, Lu Dingguo lifted the copper kettle with green smoke on the pottery stove, filled the already aged tea cup with strong tea, and then slowly spoke:

"Mr. Dongyang, I didn't sleep well last night, let's drink some tea to relieve the bar first."

Dongyang Guo didn't know why, he picked up the tea cup with a little uneasiness, took a sip, and felt the bitter taste instantly fill his mouth, and he almost couldn't help but vomit it.

But after the bitter tea went down his throat and into his abdomen, he felt a burst of clarity again, and his chaotic and languishing brain immediately cleared up a lot.

Dongyang Guo couldn't help but sigh:

"Bitter in the heart, but clear in the heart, good tea, good tea!"

Lu Dingguo filled the tea cup for him, and then said:

"Sir, you can know that this tea is produced in Liuyue, and the name is not bitter."

Dongyang Guo was stunned for a moment, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, but he didn't think of the unworthy name of the tea, but the word Liu Yue.

In that year, Lü Dingguo quelled the rebellion of Wu Baichuan, the king of Liuyue, in Liuyue County, and the battle lasted for ten months, with countless casualties, and seven of the sixteen counties of Liuyue County were almost empty, which was very tragic.

Dongyang Guo smelled the signs before the war started, abandoned the official to save his life, lived incognito for many years, and wandered to the North Continent.

After the war subsided, his name of Dongyang Guo was engraved on the pillar of shame of greed for life and fear of death, and he has been criticized by Nanlu righteous people all these years.

Why did this Xian Yonghou mention Liu Yue, did he want to use this to knock and knock him, a lobbyist from afar?

Lu Dingguo didn't care about the yin and yang changes on Dongyang Guo's face, and said to himself:

"Mr. has also been an official in Liuyue for many years, and has he never tasted this tea?"

Dongyang Guo smiled awkwardly and replied stubbornly:

"Dongyang is not refined in the tea ceremony, and has never tasted ......"

Lu Dingguo went on to say:

"Mr. is wrong, the fine tea ceremony will not necessarily taste not bitter, this is the tea that poor people will drink, Liuyue Jiuquling copper mining absenteeism, a day to work for eight hours, only by relying on this is not bitter, in order to cheer up the spirit."

"When I was besieged in Jiuquling, I was able to barely hold on because I didn't suffer."

"Suffering into sorrow, Fang touches the hardships of the world...... It's not bitter, it's not bitter, it's just self-deception......"

Dongyang Guo still didn't understand the deep meaning of Lu Dingguo's emotion, so he had to sit still and sip the tea that was not bitter one after another.

Lu Dingguo just watched the silver charcoal under the copper stove where the tea was boiled flicker, and he was silent for a long time, and finally spoke again:

"Mr. is now in the north and south of the continent, I wonder if you can still think of this people's suffering?"