Chapter 95 Invitation to Meiyou Temple

In the early morning of the New Year, an imperial edict signed by Emperor Li Longji and sealed by the Secretary of the Central Secretariat was issued. This was the first imperial edict in the seventh year of Tianbao, attracting everyone's attention.

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If it was still as expected by everyone, then the prefect of the East China Sea Pei Kuan was the Minister of Rites, it surprised most people. Pei Kuan was the elder of the three dynasties. For decades, he was famous for his integrity, Ming, Qing, upright, and law enforcement like a mountain. He was once the first opponent of the right prime minister Li Linfu. He was implicated in the Wei Jian case and almost died at the hands of the cruel official Luo Xishi. After escape by chance, he became tired of the world and believed in Buddhism in order to protect himself. Unexpectedly, within a few years, Pei Kuan suddenly came back.

Yang Shenjin and Pei Kuan both joined the prime minister, which made everyone realize that Emperor Li Longji was a little dissatisfied with the prime minister Li Linfu, and the appointment of Li Linfu as the governor of Yangzhou was just a small fig leaf on this imperial edict.

What's even more strange is that Yang Zhao, who is also famous in this New Year's First Imperial Issue. He was promoted for his contribution to firefighting in Dongshi. However, he was not appointed as the Minister of Revenue, but was reinstated and reaped his position as the Chief Censor of the Censor. He did not receive any other official titles. Instead, he unexpectedly served as the position of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. The Minister of the Ministry of Justice was only a fifth-rank official title, and his official position was not very large, but it had a terrifying power to directly reject the imperial edicts issued by the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice.

For a moment, the pattern in the court changed suddenly. The court officials who were resting at home during the New Year could no longer control their surprise and changed their tradition of not leaving the New Year to find out the news.

But for ordinary people, these are too far away from their lives, and they still follow traditional customs to spend the New Year's Day and New Year.

The New Year was the day when the people of the Tang Dynasty worshiped their ancestors. Every family closed their doors and shops closed. The streets were deserted and there was no one in sight for a while.

Outside the gate of Pingkangfang, a large carriage walked slowly, and the coachman Li Qing'an held the horse and kept shouting.

Li Qing was very relaxed today. Early in the morning, someone from the Ministry of War told him that due to the dereliction of duty in the inspection camp last night, he had been removed from the position of inspector envoy by the Prime Minister, and Ma Ling, the chief general of the Wanqi Battalion. Li Qing'an knew that this was Li Linfu's arrangement, so that he would have time to soak in the beauty.

I was going to go to Ci'en Temple to burn incense. I had already booked a carriage, but the coachman went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. The mule and horse shop closed down and had nowhere to rent a car. Li Qing'an borrowed a carriage and took the initiative himself. In his words, it was really funny that the polo player could not drive a carriage.

Unexpectedly, this carriage was not the same as playing polo. Two horses were stalked and ran around, sometimes running around, sometimes getting angry, and sometimes turning back home. He couldn't control it at all. Fortunately, there was no one on the street, so there was no accident. It took half an hour for the carriage to walk two miles, which made Li Qing'an sweat.

When the three little ladies in the carriage saw that he was in a mess, they covered their mouths and joking. However, after walking for two miles, he gradually found some tricks.

"Two babies, come a little bit to the right. By the way, the speed should be slower, don't run! Don't run!"

Whether the two horses were tired or tamed, they followed Li Qing'an's reins' guidance and began to walk slowly.

Seeing that the two horses were obedient, Li Qing'an felt very proud and turned to the carriage and said, "Who said I can't drive the carriage? Look, isn't it good?"

Ruhua picked up the curtain and smiled and said, "Brother, didn't he say it? These are two old horses, so it's best to control them. If you change to two strong-minded horses, you can try it!"

"I will still take down the horse with a strong temperament."

Li Qingan glanced at her sideways and smiled, "Didn't this general tame your ponies last night?"

"Brother, you"

Ruhua's face turned red with shame, and she retracted back into the car and did not dare to say anything. Li Qing'an laughed proudly.

"Do you have a chance!"

The carriage drove into Pingkangfang and slowly stopped in front of the side door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Li Qingan jumped out of the carriage and walked to the window and whispered: "I'm going to invite someone, I'll ask you today."

"Don't worry, brother! Today I promise to win the hearts of the beauty."

Li Qing'an tidied up his clothes and hurried to the side door. At the side door were two families from the prime minister's mansion. They all knew Li Qing'an. On New Year's Eve, he was the master's distinguished guest.

"Oh! General Li came so early."

Li Qing'an took out a beautiful famous post, handed it over and said with a smile: "Help me pass on a letter."

The family was a little embarrassed and said, "General Li, the master is leading his family to worship his ancestors at this time and cannot see guests."

"It's not for the Prime Minister, but for the girl in the dance."

"Miss Jiang?"

The two servants were stunned for a moment, and a trace of unconcealed ambiguous smile flashed across the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.

"General Li is waiting, we will send you a message now."

A servant ran to the mansion with a letter, and Li Qingan went to the side and waited patiently.

Li Linfu's ancestral hall is located in the back house in his mansion. Today is the New Year. He took his son and his tribe members to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors early in the morning. The daughters also returned to their husband's house. The prime minister's mansion was very deserted, and Jiang Wuyi's yard was also quiet and the gate was closed.

At this time, Jiang Wuyi was sitting in front of the mirror carefully applying flowers on her forehead. It took her more than two hours to put on makeup and hair every day, and it passed by year by year. However, today she felt particularly sad. Today is the first day of the first lunar month of the seventh year of Tianbao, which means she is already twenty years old.

She stared blankly at the bronze mirror. The woman's youth is easy to grow old. Is she just spending her youth in front of the mirror?

"Girl, go and ask the Prime Minister tomorrow, ask him to tell the Cui family, and resolve the girl's engagement!"

Wuyi's maid was named Yu Nu. She served her since she was a child. The Jiang family was destroyed. Only she followed Wuyi and came from Jiang's mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The two depended on each other and spent nine years together.

"I don't want to go."

Wuyi shook her head gently, "Don't mention this matter in the future."

"But girl, the old lady's health is getting worse day by day, and the time is not long. If she goes, who else will protect the girl? You also know that those people are uneasy to you. If you don't follow, they will drive you out of the mansion."

"I said it, don't mention this!"

Wuyi bit her lips, calmed her tone and said, "Yu Nu, stop talking about this, go and help me take Bu Yao!"

Yu Nu sighed in her heart, turned around to take Bu Yao, and at this moment, the shouts of servants came from the gate of the yard.

"Miss Jiang dances in the clothes!"

"Girl, it seems someone is calling you."

Wuyi was stunned. It was early this New Year, and her uncle and his family went to worship their ancestors. What would happen?

"Yu Nu, go and take a look."

"Yes!" Yu Nu went downstairs.

"Uncle Zhao, is there anything wrong?"

"Someone is looking for a girl from the door to send a post."

"You're not wrong! How could we girls have posts?"

"It's for Miss Jiang, and people are still waiting outside!"

"Give it to me!"

After a moment, the sound of the stairs sounded, and Yu Nu rushed up and said anxiously: "Miss, I'm looking for your post."

"Look at you, why are you running so fast?"

Wuyi complained to her and asked again: "Whose post is it?"

"You'll know just look at it."

Wuyi took the post, which was her favorite plain white, clean and flawless, without any modification. She opened the post and a line of hard small words jumped into her eyes: 'Every festival, Li Qing'an and her younger sister invited the girl to go to Ci'en Temple with her to worship her parents and ancestors, and now she is waiting for the girl outside the side door."

"Li Qing'an?"

"Miss, it's General Li who played the six-stringed zither last night."

Yu Nu quickly took the guitar model from Wuyi's desk, "Girl, it's him!"

"What are you worried about? I know it's him."

Wuyi read the post again, "Li Qing'an and her younger sister invited the girl to Ci'en Temple."

"Well! He takes his sister."

Wuyi pondered for a moment and said to Yunu: "You find Aunt Wang and say that today is the New Year's Day. I want to go to Ci'en Temple to worship my parents, so please allow her."

"Okay, I'll go now!" Yu Nu ran to find the housekeeper in endless joy.

Wu Yi was the only one left in the room. She picked up the six-stringed zither model given to her by Li Qing'an. The heavenly sound of six-stringed zither seemed to flow in her heart again last night.

"girl!"

Yu Nu's excited voice sounded in the yard, and Wuyi quickly put down the piano.

The sound of the stairs, and Yu Nu ran in with excitement on her face, panting, "Girl, I never thought of it!"

"I can't think of anything?"

"Miss Wang said that girls can enter and exit the mansion at will in the future, and there will be no restrictions on girls."

"real?"

"Of course it's true."

Yu Nu was anxious and hurriedly said, "Girl, let's pack up quickly and don't let others wait for a long time."

"No need, I just go to worship my parents. It's not like traveling around, Yu Nu, help me pull out the hairpin on my head."

Li Qingan walked back and forth outside the side door with his hands behind his back. Will Wuyi reject him? He was a little nervous. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to pursue a girl since he was so old, but he didn't expect that he was a woman from the Tang Dynasty.

In the carriage, the three little ladies were also staring at the door. They silently prayed for their elder brother, hoping that their elder brother would get what they wanted. Xia Xiaolian was in a very complicated mood. She hoped that their elder brother could achieve his wish, but she felt that she had let down Wu Niang's instructions and could not watch this guy.

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the side door, and she appeared at the door wearing a dance dress in a white dress. An ordinary silver hairpin was inserted into her black hair. Although she was not decorated with makeup, she was naturally beautiful, with her ice-skinned and jade-like skin reflected in the snow in the morning glow. Her maid Yu Nu followed behind with a small bag.

Li Qing'an's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Li Qing'an has been waiting for the girl for a long time."

Wuyi smiled slightly and said, "Thank you General Li for thinking carefully for Wuyi, so that Wuyi can worship her parents on the New Year's Day. Wuyi thanks you."

After saying that, she gave Li Qing'an a bow. Li Qing'an smiled heartily and said, "I'm just a simple task. Girl in the dance clothes, please get on the carriage!"

He pointed at the carriage and invited him diligently. Wuyi didn't see the driver's shadow and couldn't help but be stunned, "General Li, could you drive the carriage yourself?"

Li Qingan scratched the back of his head and smiled: "The coachman ran to worship his ancestors, so I can only drive the carriage by myself."

As he said that, he patted the long faces of the two horses and smiled, "Brothers of horses, don't let me make a fool of myself in front of the beauty today!"

Seeing that he was interesting, Wuyi couldn't help but smile gently. Li Qingan was immediately fascinated by the beautiful woman's sweet smile, and stood there in a daze.
To be continued...