Out of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Zhao led the horse, and his mind was still repeatedly pondering how Li Linfu grasped the sage's thoughts, and said in his heart: "If one day I also have this ability, why can't I be rich and noble?" ”

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had unconsciously walked to the third song.

Not far ahead is the residence of the famous Kabuki King of Nanqu, called Xixiang Xiaozhu.

Yang Zhao's heart was hot, he hurried a few more steps, turned over and dismounted, hurriedly tied the horse and stepped forward, but saw the wooden sign hanging by the door turned over, and listened to the crack of the door, and heard the sound of silk and bamboo, and was entertaining guests inside.

He still knocked on the door, and after a while, the little maid Shao'er opened the door, and when she saw that it was him, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Lang Jun is here to eat?" ”

Yang Zhao stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her, his mouth was not dry, and said, "Come and let your lady eat me." ”

Shao'er avoided it, but the smile on her face was sweeter, and she shook her head and said: "Lang Jun has no poetry, don't want to see my lady at this time, but you can see my fake mother." ”

"It's good to teach your fat tommy mother to eat me."

As he spoke, Yang Zhao pushed the door and squeezed in, making a gesture to pounce, but Shao'er ran away with her skirt.

"Lang Jun don't make trouble, it's a cold day, come and sit down and have a cup of hot wine."

A middle-aged woman in the courtyard greeted her with a smile and shouted, and while she was talking, she led Yang Zhao to a wing room in the west and diligently swept the snow off his body.

Although this courtyard is not large, the flowers and trees along the way are elegant, the pavilions are scattered, and the winding paths are secluded.

Yang Zhao was unwilling in his heart, looked in the direction of the middle hall, and asked, "Who is holding a banquet here today?" ”

"It's just a drinking party." The fake mother replied with a smile.

When she arrived at the West Chamber, she beckoned to cook wine for Yang Zhao.

"Don't cook it." Yang Zhao said: "I don't have the patience to eat your wine, I want to eat Wang Lian's mouth." ”

"Lang Jun also knows that my family is pitiful and does not sell his body."

"Fuck you! Hugh thought I didn't know, and she didn't sleep with anyone else. ”

"Lang Jun don't worry, this is the Tang Dynasty, she loves some talented poets, and she can't control her old body."

"Shit! It's so elegant, it's not a pair of snobbery, just looking at power and fame. Lao Tzu made 200,000 yuan from you, and he didn't even touch his hands, do you think I have no right? The more Yang Zhao spoke, the more angry he became, and shouted: "Say it again, I'm the brother of the imperial concubine!" ”

"Lang Jun misunderstood. Alas, it's really a big woman, if I am allowed to choose, I also think that Lang Jun is hello, good looks and bearing...... I guess it's good to live. ”

Yang Zhao brushed away his fake mother's hand and said, "In the next two days, I will transport three carts of red silk over, and I will definitely stab Wang Lianlian, otherwise I will level your yard!" ”

"If Lang Jun wants to vent his anger and go to Beiqu to find a prostitute, why bother to be strong?"

"If you want to stab me, you have to stab it!"

At this moment, the neighing of horses was heard outside the courtyard, presumably the guest was leaving.

Yang Zhao pushed the door and looked, and sure enough, he saw that Wang Lianlian was sending off the guest, the guest had white hair, was quite old, and had a car and horse to pick him up, so he must have an extraordinary identity.

"Who's that?"

The fake mother refused to answer, but this time she smiled and said: "Zhang Gong's name is not easy to mention, you just need to know that he is the son of Mrs. Yanguo." ”

Yang Zhao couldn't help but breathe.

Mrs. Yan Guo is the aunt of today's saint, and the saint lost her mother since she was a child, and she was raised by Mrs. Yan Guo.

In other words, the old man who went out just now was the saint's cousin, Doctor Yinqing Guanglu, Shaofu Supervisor, Taifu Qingqing, and Shangzhu Guo Zhang Quyi.

Seeing this person, Yang Zhao realized more and more that he was really not a figure in this huge Chang'an City when he joined the army at a young age.

His attitude softened, and he lost the arrogance of Fang Cai.

didn't say that he wanted to stab Wang Lianlian, but spent 10,000 yuan to let Wang Lianlian accompany him to drink a round of wine.

~~

"It's strange to say, those who are in the skin and meat business, I hate them when I look at them. But when I see pity on you, I want to suck even your toes. ”

After a few glasses of wine, Yang Zhao was a little drunk, his eyes fell on the Luo socks shown under Wang Lianlian's skirt, and he reached out and wanted to touch it.

Wang Lianlian shrank her feet, don't look away, showed displeasure, and complained: "Lang Jun is still a cheap slave after all. ”

As she spoke, sadness appeared in her eyes and she sighed: "The descendants of the Taiyuan Wang family, the old clan of Qinghe Gong." Poetry and books are confined to the garden, and they can pick up their essence; Hanmo is the machine, organized into its splendor. After all, life is thinner than paper...... Whining. ”

Yang Zhao was stunned.

He didn't understand this, only saw a tear flow from Wang Lian's beautiful eyes, across her white and delicate cheeks, and on her chin. Further down, there is a smooth and flawless neck.

A strap was tied to the fullest part of her chest......

He swallowed, but his outstretched hand stopped in the air.

Wang Piti pities the wine here is expensive, because of his life experience, talent, and the unstained demeanor of this mud.

What's more, she is dealing with powerful people, if she doesn't want to, he really doesn't dare to use force.

And he was really willing to spend money to ask her to sit with him, and he spent too much money, as if he had also become one of the magnates in Chang'an.

"How can I despise you?" Yang Zhao said with a smile: "You are all in red robes, and I am all soldiers, I am afraid that you will despise me." ”

Wang Lian smiled at him, rolled his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "I am a civilized person in my dealings, but you are the most scoundrel." Phew, swinger! ”

Yang Zhao only felt that his bones were a little crispy, and his body was stiff.

Although he couldn't touch her, he was more excited than in an ordinary prostitute.

He didn't forget to make friends with the powerful, and said, "Hey, the Zhang Gong who just left, when did you introduce me to him?" His mother's surname is also Zhang, and she may have some relatives with him. ”

"That's a coincidence." Wang Lian smiled and said: "Zhang Gong inquired about the slave family, maybe Lang Jun also knows." ”

"Oh? What's the matter? ”

"I heard that the prince and Du Liangdi reconciled and divorced, but is it true?"

"It's true." Yang Zhao shook his head and scolded: "The one in the East Palace, he is really lucky. ”

Wang said pitifully: "Well, when I turned around, the slave family replied to Zhang Gong like this, and the prince was unlucky." ”

"But I don't know why Zhang Gong asked about this?" Yang Zhao asked rhetorically.

Before he asked, he rolled his eyes, but he had already thought of the joints, so he smiled and said, "Zhang Gong is eyeing the position of the crown prince and concubine?" I advise him not to touch the East Palace, this big case is not over yet. ”

"Huh?" Wang Lianlian couldn't help but be curious, got closer, looked at the waves, and asked, "How do you say that?" ”

Yang Zhao smiled mysteriously and said: "You have also heard of Liu Tao, there is evidence of the crime of the prince and the minister in his study, but he was burned after the incident, and I am still investigating the arsonist, but the main culprit is still on the run." ”

"So bold? Arson in Chang'an City is a big crime. ”

Yang Zhao smiled, picked up some interesting facts in the case and said to Wang Lianlian, and said: "After the interrogation of Jingzhao Mansion, according to the confession of a small maid, in addition to the Du family, there was also a young man named Xue Bai, who was sent by the prince. Today, the right minister personally asked me to take down this thief ......"

~~

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Xuanyi Fang.

This place is not far from Dunyi Fang, and it belongs to the middle of Chang'an County.

In front of an ordinary house, Xue Bai walked up the steps and knocked on the knocker.

After a while, the door was opened, and a maid poked her head out, looked at him carefully, and asked with a smile, "What is the matter with Xiao Langjun coming to my house?" ”

"Dare to ask, can Yang join the army?"

"My Ah Lang didn't return from an errand last night."

"On an errand?" Xue Bai asked, "If Yang joined the army and was not on an errand, where would he most likely go?" ”

The maid snorted, but turned sideways and said, "Xiao Langjun, come in and say." ”

Xue Bai's hand had reached into his sleeve, holding a letter to stay, he was slightly surprised when he heard the words, smiled politely, and followed the door.

In front of me is a simple second courtyard, and there are many boxes in the front yard, presumably because the Yang family is too lazy to pack after moving to Chang'an, or ushering in a lot of gifts.

"Lady, Ah Lang is going to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble again!"

With the maidservant shouting, a woman with makeup rushed out of the backyard, the colorful skirt was fluttering, the person did not arrive and the fragrance came, it seemed to be thirty years old, born very delicate, there were some fine lines at the corners of the eyes, it seemed to have a little wind and dust.

When she got closer, she stared at Xue Bai deeply with her beautiful eyes, but the anxiety in her eyes gradually turned into a smile, Ying Ying bowed, and said: "Concubine Pei Rou, is Yang Zhao's wife, dare to ask Xiao Langzi is my husband's friend?" ”

She has a single name and a soft word, and her tone of speech is also soft.

Xue Bai responded: "I don't know Yang Senjun, but I was sent to find him." ”

"The prodigal is gone?" Pei Rou sneered and said with a smile: "It's cold, let's go inside and talk about it." ”

Xue Bai felt a slippery feeling on the back of his hand, but she grabbed his hand directly, and touched it twice before leading him inside and into the main hall.

I don't know if it's the openness of the Tang Dynasty or the openness of the Yang family.

Xue Bai subconsciously made a blank face, and an inviolable majesty appeared in his eyes.

Pei Rou didn't notice it at all, and asked with a smile: "How old is Xiao Langzi this year?" Now that there have been sent, there must have been sixteen? is born well, white and tender, if you are free, is it good to teach your sister? ”

"Not yet fourteen." Xue Bai replied casually, glanced around, and said, "Yang joined the army and was a relative of the emperor, and he was dressed luxuriously in the past, but he couldn't imagine that his home was so simple?" ”

Pei Rou was slightly disappointed at first, but then her eyes flashed with a different kind of brilliance, her eyes looked him up and down, and she said, "What about the emperor's relatives?" In this Chang'an City, throwing a stone at will can hit a royal relative. Not to mention that the concubine has no friendship with him, but he is stuttered, who knows how long the saint can spoil the concubine? ”

"No, Yang is not an ordinary person joining the army."

"Hush. He's a scoundrel and a broken household. Pei Rou cried when she said she cried, wiped her eyes, and said with self-pity: "The slave family was originally an Oiran lady in the limelight in Xichuan, who had accumulated a lot of savings, and planned to redeem herself, but she met this scoundrel. ”

"Oh?"

"He is a drunkard and a gambler, and he has achieved nothing, which woman wants to marry him? Such a prodigal, but the slave family was blind, was deceived by his rhetoric, when they first met, they held the slave family, loved the slave family, became a relative but took the slave family's savings up and down, and now they are tired of the slave family...... Woowoo...... Since he went to Chang'an, he hasn't touched the slave family for more than a year. ”

Speaking of this, Pei Rou's teary eyes were hazy, staring at Xue Bai, her red lips pursed slightly, blending coquettishness and pity just right, and faintly revealing a prodigal state.

Xue Bai didn't see it, but he was thinking about Yang Zhao marrying a prostitute as his wife, and asked, "Does the eldest lady know where he went?" ”

"Where else to go? must have gone to the Qinglou restaurant again, and I don't know who is happy in the red powder tent at this time! Pei Rou sobbed.

After crying, she became more and more miserable, wiped her tears, and sang softly.

"Repenting of marrying a romantic son-in-law, there is no basis for romance, and climbing flowers and folding willows is hated. When I returned from night to be drunk, I couldn't call a thousand voices. ”

Looking back at the moon before the curtain, the light in the mandarin duck tent clearly illuminates the negative person. asked about some important matters, shook his head and said no. ”

She sang quite emotionally, and the shawl on her shoulders slipped off, showing a white greasy.

By pulling the shawl, she looked back at Xue Bai deeply, and the warmth was in her eyes.

At this moment, someone in the backyard shouted: "Mother, I'm hungry!" I want to eat a scorching hump with wine! ”

Pei Rou was furious and hurriedly asked the maid to shut up her son.

Xue Bai took out a letter from his sleeve, put it on the table, picked up an empty wine jug and pressed a corner, and said, "If Yang comes back from joining the army, please let him take a look, and then he will leave." ”

Pei Rou was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stopped him, stroked his hair and said, "How about Xiaolangzi drink a glass of wine and then leave?" Look at the slave family, you keep complaining, annoying Xiaolangzi, right? ”

"No, I like to hear about Yang joining the army."

"Why don't you wait here for him to come back?"

"I still have to reply to the errand, so I will take my leave." Xue Bai pointed to the letter on the case and said: "By the way, the eldest lady can tell Yang to join the army that there is a splash of wealth and wealth for him here." ”

Pei Rou heard the last sentence, stopped moving, and froze.

When she came back to her senses, Xue Bai had already left this small courtyard.

~~

Before the time, the sun is coming.

Yang Zhao returned home with the smell of alcohol, frowned as soon as he pushed the door, and said to himself: "This chicken tongue, Yun Laozi's three cars of red silk have not been delivered." ”

When I walked into the hall, I saw Pei Rou sitting there, looking at the wine jug on the case in a daze.

"I was busy all night until noon, and the right minister specially left me to have lunch at his house and drank two more glasses." Yang Zhao said with a smile, "How can the lady look at it like a dog looks at a bone, but she is hungry for wine?" ”

"Scoundrel." Pei Rou scolded: "Still want to lie to me? I knew you weren't on an errand! ”

Yang Zhao laughed and said, "Most of the time I am on errands. I have to go to sleep, and I have to catch thieves at night, and this petty official is so uncomfortable. ”

"Look at this letter, a little man sent it, saying that he would send you a lot of wealth."

Only then did Yang Zhao see the letter pressed under the wine jug and copy it.

The handwriting on the cover is upright, not good or bad...... But Yang Zhao looked at the scroll and immediately recognized that it was Du Wulang's handwriting.

He hurriedly tore open the envelope.

"Uncle Yang personally opened it, and a certain person held the evidence of the East Palace, and wanted to meet with the right minister, lest he let Uncle Guo take the responsibility of taking people unfavorably. Therefore, when he was in the day shop, he invited his uncle to talk about it in Qingmen Kangjia Restaurant, and Du Wulang worshipped him. ”

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows, full of surprise, and then asked suddenly, "What about people?!" ”

"Gone."

"How do you not keep him?"

Pei Rou couldn't help but smile and replied casually: "The slave family wants to keep him." ”

Yang Zhao was tired of her flattery, thought about it for a while, and strode out.

He rushed to the door just when he saw three truckloads of red silk transported.

When Yang Zhao saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said: "It's just right, transport them to Nanqu with Lao Tzu, haha, Lao Tzu is rich today!" ”

……

On the corner of the street, someone was sitting in a soup cake stall watching this scene, calmly put down the soup bowl, met the tent, got up, and followed the carriages.