Gao Lishi said: "The prince is benevolent, filial, prudent, and has a good understanding of the general situation. He is really a role model for the ministers."

Li Longji, who had experienced political ups and downs for a long time, saw the prince in simple clothes, and felt a little more compassion in his heart, and was a little moved for a moment.

Regarding Li Heng, Li Longji felt bitter and hesitant in his heart.

Back then, Li Longji abandoned his three sons in one day. When Li Heng was attacked, he endured the humiliation and shouldered the heavy burden. As shown in the above table, he never sought protection, but shouldered the burden alone.

No matter in the eyes of any emperor, such a prince can be entrusted with important tasks.

"You go back to your seats and continue to eat and drink to your heart's content." The emperor drank a glass alone.

Li Jiuzhou looked at the prince, then at King Shou, and then returned to his seat.

The two brothers Li Heng and Li Chan are really close friends.

One was dealt with by Li Linfu for more than ten years, and the other's wife was robbed by his own father.

Thinking of this, Li Jiuzhou couldn't help but sympathize with them.

Li Jiuzhou also understood why the prince had a good impression of him.

When the crown prince Li Ying was deposed and killed, Li Linfu recommended the longevity king Li Xuan as the crown prince. Li Longji hesitated for a year. Later, Gao Lishi reminded him that "whoever dares to fight for the longer term will dare to fight again." Then Li Longji made up his mind to appoint Li Heng as the crown prince.

Prince.

The conflict between Li Linfu and Li Heng began from that time.

Now that Li Jiuzhou is openly hostile to Li Linfu, Li Heng, as the prince, will naturally side with Li Jiuzhou.

During this banquet, the emperor inevitably said some morale-boosting words and rewarded the meritorious generals one by one. Everyone had a great time, mingled with each other, drank to the full, and became intoxicated.

After a while, Li Jiuzhou became a little confused after drinking.

We have fine wine and delicious food, but there is still one thing missing - beauty.

Singing and dancing are indispensable to add to the fun, and people with different musical instruments come out one after another.

Flute, sheng, pipa, banjo, chimes...

The dazzling array of musical instruments dazzled Li Jiuzhou.

Several beautiful dancers stepped into the pool again to the sound of music, and their graceful dancing postures were intoxicating.

The light breeze carried the smell of pomegranates outside the palace and drifted in through the open door of the palace.

The pomegranates are almost ripe.

The Seven Temples are surrounded by pomegranate trees, which are the favorites of Concubine Yang.

But the most planted peonies have long since withered.

Huaqing Palace was originally called Hot Spring Palace, which was changed by Li Longji.

The "hua" of Huaqing Palace originally means "flower", and the flower is peony, which is also Yang Yuhuan.

The moon is out.

Li Jiuzhou raised his head and looked up. He saw that the crescent moon had risen above the Changsheng Palace, and was shining directly towards the Seventh Temple. The moon's shadow enveloped the entire Huaqing Palace.

Under the shadow of the moon, a figure stood alone in the pouring moonlight.

The music of the piano was still lingering in the night, and Li Jiuzhou rubbed his eyes vigorously.

I'm not drunk yet, I saw it right, it's not a hallucination.

The vague figure, surrounded by a group of maids, was getting closer and closer.

The soft shirt with white peony smoke meanders across the floor.

It's spring where it falls, and the flowers next to it are overshadowed.

The gentle breeze blows by, thousands of flowers are swaying, and the fragrance sleeps on the wild paths, unable to blow away the dust.

Already reached the palace.

This woman's brows are full of spring water, her face is like gelatin, she has a pair of bright and clear eyes, and her noble look is naturally revealed, making people marvel at her elegant and graceful light.

The most terrible thing is her charming smile, every smile is enough to make people lose their mind.

Many people present, like Li Jiuzhou, had never met Yang Guifei.

Seeing the maids and maids bowing one after another, she must be the most beautiful lady in the world, Concubine Yang.

Concubine Yang's dark eyes wandered around, she glanced at the people in the palace, and then immediately turned her gaze to the emperor on the throne.

The emperor stood up and greeted her: "Why did the imperial concubine arrive just now?"

"I just feel unwell and should not sit for long periods of time. It's too late to come here. I hope Sanlang will forgive me." Concubine Yang's lips were painted with vermilion, and she opened and closed them lightly, revealing a charming look.

The emperor looked nervous: "Have you ever seen the imperial doctor to see if you feel better?"

"It's okay." Concubine Yang smiled slightly.

The emperor took the imperial concubine's jade hand and slowly drove into the throne room.

Seeing everyone in the palace looking dumbfounded, the emperor said: "Go on."

The music sounded again.

No one is in the mood to listen to any more music or watch any more dances.

This is Yang Yuhuan, the most beautiful woman in the country. No wonder Li Longji would not hesitate to steal his wife from his son, the King of Life and Longevity Li Xuan, for her. He would not even give up his country for her.

Li Jiuzhou's heart was beating fiercely up and down, his heart was in a state of ecstasy, and he was intoxicated. He thought: If he had such a beauty, if he were Li Longji, he would probably have a hard time choosing between the country and the beauty.

The first time he saw Yang Yuhuan, he was already a little distracted. Li Jiuzhou muttered to himself: I have to work harder to kidnap Yang Yuhuan, not only to be a beauty, but also to protect the country.

Taking another look at the crowd, it turned out that I was not the only one who was impressed by Concubine Yang's beauty.

Some had their mouths wide open, some were wiping their saliva, and some had their throats trembling one after another. They picked up the wine glass to try to hide it, but accidentally spilled the drink on themselves.

Li Jiuzhou was a little relieved, it seemed that he was not the most lecherous one.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of the longevity king Li Xuan, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

He must be very embarrassed at this moment.

But it is inevitable that he would often see his "ex-wife" and his father together. How could he be so calm?

Li Jiuzhou also frowned, feeling worried for him.

This celebration banquet also reached its climax with the arrival of Concubine Yang.

At this time, Li Guinian, the most famous musician in the Tang Dynasty, appeared on the stage.

The sound of the piano falls, like pearls and jade falling. The sound of the pipa overlaps with it, and the music resonates with the heaven and earth.

In line with the graceful dance of the dancer in the pool, Li Guinian's clear singing voice slowly reached the sky.

"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a group of jade mountains, I would have seen you under the moon on Yaotai."

What he sang was "Qing Ping Diao" written by Li Bai specifically for Concubine Yang.

The good words and the good voice were praised by everyone, and Li Jiuzhou was also amazed.

Li Guinian's title of "The No. 1 Musician of the Tang Dynasty" is indeed well-deserved. If this voice were placed in modern society, it would be able to defeat a lot of young people. Grammy, Billboard, Golden Melody Award, Golden Needle Award, etc.

Get soft.

Before everyone could finish cheering, the emperor had already stood up and frowned. It seemed that he was dissatisfied.

So no one stopped shouting.

The emperor stopped Li Guinian's performance: "Sitting and admiring the bright moon, famous flowers and noble concubines, how can the old words be used again?"

This poem was written by Li Bai in the second year of Tianbao when he was serving as Hanlin in the palace.

The bright moon is in the sky, thousands of flowers are blooming, and the beauty is in front of me. It is an old word that has been used again and again. Moreover, it has been almost ten years, and it is indeed a bit unpleasant.

Just like in the originality competition, you sang an old song from ten years ago.

"It's a pity that Li Bai is not here." The emperor sighed.

Yang Guozhong asked loudly: "Who can write another lyric?"

There was silence in the palace.
Chapter completed!