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Chapter 149: The Concubine as a Matchmaker

Chapter 149: The Imperial Concubine is a Mediator

The news of the grand ceremony of the Battle of Longyou spread throughout Chang'an City at noon. Promotion and wealth are always interesting topics. The wine and teahouses, streets and alleys, people talked with relish. Soon, the news spread to Xingqing Palace.

In the agarwood pavilion, the four sisters of the Yang family are gathering together to talk about the Shangyuan lantern appreciation. Today is the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. Starting tomorrow, the Shangyuan Festival will be grandly opened. They have been looking forward to it for a long time.

Yang Huahua took a sip of jasmine tea and raised her eyebrows: "Sister Four, I said, don't stay in the palace to watch the lanterns. Not to mention the small number of lanterns in the palace, more importantly, it's too deserted. Isn't the Lantern Festival just for a lively trip?"

"I want to go, but can I go with this identity?" Yang Yuhuan sighed softly.

The eldest daughter of Qin, Yang Yupei, was in poor health. She leaned on the soft couch and smiled: "If the fourth sister ran to see the lights, then everyone in the city would not be able to see the lights, and they would all come to see the fourth sister. This is called a beautiful city and a stubborn country. Then the merciful person wrote it into the book, "Yang Siniang watched the lanterns at night and saw the imperial concubine's house empty all over the city."

The second sister Yang Yuzhu next to her also smiled and said, "In fact, there is no need to mention the fourth sister. Even we can't go shopping and watch the lights like ordinary people. Alas! Having an identity is also a kind of distress!"

Yang Huahua snorted disdainfully, "What's the matter of breaking the identity? I'm just a national lady? He has no power and no power, and is not even as good as a county magistrate. I don't care. I'll change into ordinary clothes and squeeze in the crowd to watch the lights. Yuhuan, go and tell you Sanlang, and let me take you to enjoy the lights tomorrow."

Yang Yuzhu's face suddenly sank and she said unhappily: "Why is Mrs. Guo not an identity? Do you think women all over the street can be Mrs. Guo? You want to go to see the lights as before, whether it is a common man or a young man, just go there, but don't talk about the fourth sister or humiliate the title of Mrs. Guo."

Yang Huahua raised her eyebrows and rolled up her sleeves and said, "Second sister, what do you mean? When will I go to hook up with a young man? You have to make it clear!"

"Hmph! Do you know in your heart that you, a widow, are not afraid of right and wrong in front of the door, and we are shameless!"

"You fart!"

Yang Hua was in a state of flames. She picked up a vase and smashed it at Yang Yuzhu. She turned her head a little bit and hit the edge of the couch. "Bang!" The vase was smashed to pieces. Yang Yuzhu frightened to the side, and her head hit the wooden couch pole. Her carefully combed hair suddenly dispersed, and her hair fell all over the floor.

Several confidant maids next to them ran up to separate them. Yang Yuhuan stomped her feet in a hurry, "Second sister and third sister, they are all their sisters, let's see what the mess is like."

"Does she think I'm a sister?"

Yang Huahua glared at Yang Yuzhu hard and then left angrily. Yang Yuzhu was so angry that she trembled all over, her face pale, she stared at Yang Huahua's back with hatred, and went to the inner room to re-dress.

The eldest sister Yang Yupei shook her head gently and said, "What a grievance!"

"Sister, what happened to them?" Yang Yuhuan also discovered something was wrong between the two sisters, and it seemed that he had already accumulated resentment.

"Isn't it just for that girl Ningbi?"

Yang Yupei sighed, and then slowly spoke out the conflict between Yang Huahua and Yang Yuzhu.

"Yuzhu was determined to marry Ningbi into the royal family, but the fourth sister refused. At this time, Huahua said that she could help. Yuzhu was overjoyed and waited for the news about the third sister. Unexpectedly, the third sister agreed to help, but she also had to charge another five thousand guan of introduction fees. Yuzhu was angry and asked the third sister to argue. What do you think of the third sister?"

Yang Yuhuan frowned, why did the sisters still need to charge money, "What did she say?"

"Huahua said that if it were someone else, she would have to be at least 10,000 yuan. It is because she is a real sister that she is half the cheaper."

"How can the third sister say that!"

Yang Yuhuan was also a little unhappy, but she really didn't want her aunt and niece to marry into the royal family. At this time, Yang Yuzhu simply cleaned up and said, "Fourth sister, I have to go to my eldest brother's mansion, so I'll say goodbye first."

"By the way, I'm going too!" Yang Yupei struggled to stand up.

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Big sister, second sister, you wait a moment, I have something to do!"

"Sister Four, what else is there?"

"It's just for Ningbi's business that I found a good husband for her."

Hearing that he was a matchmaker for his daughter, Yang Yuzhu sat down again. Her eldest sister Yang Yupei was originally a person who didn't like to move. Seeing that her second sister refused to leave, she lay down again.

"Sister Four, tell me! Which prince's son is he from?"

Yang Yuzhu only thought about her daughter marrying into the royal family. She didn't like any man from the Li family.

"Second sister, don't always think about the royal family. Let me tell the truth. Most of the royal family members are playboys, and famous families are not willing to marry the royal family! If our Yang family wants to develop in the long term, we should consider more of the promising young people. Sister, are you right? "

Yang Yupei shook his head and smiled, "I don't know, my daughter is already married, I don't think about this kind of thing."

Yang Yuzhu was extremely disappointed, but the fourth sister still refused to give in. Could it be that her daughter would not have the blessing of marrying into the royal family?

She asked reluctantly, "Sister Four, just say it! Who do you want my Ningbi to marry?"

"Li Qing'an, what do you think?"

Yang Huahua walked out of the palace angrily. She also knew that her second sister was taking advantage of the problem today. Because she refused to be a matchmaker for her for free, she found every opportunity to humiliate herself to find a man outside. Humph! So what about the real sister? Can she have money to kiss?

She walked very fast and left when she saw the door. Seeing that her face was not good, no one dared to stop her. She walked through a door. There was a row of dense flowers in front of her, more than one person tall. A path meandered in the garden. Only someone in front of her was talking, "General, please go here. Don't talk nonsense when you see the concubine later."

The sound was right in front of me, and I saw someone suddenly turning from the front of the flower bus. Yang Huahua was shocked and couldn't hold her feet in time. She quickly protected her chest with both hands and collided with the person from the opposite side.

The person opposite was tall and very stable. Yang Huahua was knocked to the ground with 'Oh!'. The person opposite was so scared that he quickly supported her arm, "Girl, I'm sorry!"

Yang Huahua felt a man's powerful hand holding her arm. She couldn't help but be extremely angry. Who dared to touch her arm at will?

When she saw the person clearly, the anger in her heart suddenly disappeared, and the two of them shouted in unison: "Why are you?"

The visitor was Li Qing'an. The imperial concubine summoned him. He was following two eunuchs into the palace to meet him. Unexpectedly, he happened to collide with Yang Huahua head-on. He thought he had knocked down a palace maid. When he saw clearly that the woman who fell was Yang Huahua, he immediately felt embarrassed. Yang Huahua's slap made him still feel a little painful!

"So it's Madam!"

Just as she was about to let go of her, Yang Huahua grabbed him with her backhand and gave him a coquettish look, "You rash man, why don't you help me up?"

Li Qingan suddenly remembered that the black bow she gave her was destroyed, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He quickly helped her up and said apologetically: "Qingan is not careful, please forgive me, madam!"

At this time, Yang Huahua's personal maid hurriedly chased after him from behind and held Yang Huahuahua. Yang Huahua looked at Li Qing'an up and down. Seeing that he was more mature than last time, full of a manly charm that she could not suppress. She didn't realize that her eyebrows were filled with joy and said in a sweet voice: "Qilang, where are you going?"

"The Empress summoned me."

How could she summon foreign ministers by the way? After a moment of thought, Yang Huahua understood and smiled and said, "I understand. The disciple wants to see the master."

Li Qingan bowed slightly and said, "Mrs. Nothing is wrong, I'll go first."

After saying that, he clasped his fists and left in a hurry. Yang Huahua suddenly felt a little alert in her heart for some reason. She immediately smiled and said, "Shilang waited for me, I was about to go back!"

"Qilang, I just heard from the palace that you were promoted?

"Well! You've been promoted one level in your merits."

"Then you just came out of the baked pancake. I wonder how many daughters of others want to marry you. Do you have any favorites?" Yang Hua's eyes were charming and glanced at Li Qing'an.

“No one actually wants to marry me.”

Li Qingan touched his bearded and hard chin and smiled: "They want to marry a noble family with literary talent or a noble royal family. Who would like to be a frontier soldier who doesn't understand the charm?"

Yang Huahua smiled and said, "Oh! Do you want me to introduce you to a few charming princesses and county lords? I have a lot of them in my hand! I will give you free."

When Li Qingan heard her speak the noble princess and county lords like onions and garlic in the vegetable market, she couldn't help laughing and said: "I think it's just that the same surname cannot be intermarried. I appreciate the lady's beauty."

"The bullshit that the same surname cannot be intermarried. My father-in-law can marry a daughter-in-law. Can't I, Yang Huahua, marry a man named Yang?"

When several eunuchs next to her heard her casually verbal words, their faces turned green and almost knelt down to beg her to be careful.

However, when Li Qingan heard her as she said whatever she wanted, she couldn't help but admire her courage. At this time, they had already walked outside the Chenxiang Pavilion. From a distance, they could only hear a sharp voice from the pavilion, "Fourth sister, even if Ningbi is not good, she can't marry into the royal family, it's okay to marry a eldest son of a noble family! But you want to marry her to a soldier. Aren't you wasting our Yang family?"

Hearing this, Li Qing'an's face couldn't help but sink. He guessed that he was talking about it. Yang Huahua's mind changed rapidly. It turned out that the fourth sister wanted to promise Ningbi to Li Qing'an. How could this work? She whispered to Li Qing'an: "This is the Korean lady, Ningbi is her daughter, and they are the same as their mother and daughter."

At this time, a eunuch loudly reported: "Empress, Li Qing'an has been brought here."

"Supreme him in!"
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