Yang Shigui's residence is located in Shengdaofang, close to Yanxing Gate and also close to Qujiang Pool. Don't think that the scenery near Qujiang Pool is good. In fact, every rainy day, Shengdaofang is the first place to be flooded. There is no way.
When Lao Li led his younger brother into the city of Chang'an, bandits entered the village, and good places were drawn into the bowl. Yang Shigui had to pick and choose which ones.
This place is definitely not comparable to the Chu Prince's Mansion in Chongrenfang. It is not a housing of the same level at all.
On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the smell of heather was everywhere in Chang'an, and men and women in heat hid in haystacks and nibbled each other. When Li Gang, who was passing by, saw this scene, he cursed and swept the floor, and then wrote a note to Li Yuan, hoping that the saint would stop this unhealthy trend.
Lao Li did not see the memorial that day, because the envoys brought back some Hu girls and said that the saint was eager to learn and wanted to learn foreign languages.
I heard that the candles were not extinguished that night.
Li Gang angrily grabbed Li Jiancheng and gave him a slap in the face. Aba Aba said a lot of nonsense, but the core meaning was: Little boss, you will be the master of the country in the future and you must not encourage unhealthy tendencies.
The weather was unfavorable, and it rained heavily that day, which gave the dog men and women a chance to communicate deeply about their feelings indoors.
Li Gang looked at the heavy rain and squatted in the corner, drawing a circle and cursing the gentle scum.
The horse's hooves splashed water drops, and Xie Shufang was extremely speechless as he watched the water pass over the horse's legs in Shengdaofang.
There is such a ghost place in Chang'an. Are you serious?
"Your Majesty, the front is flooded."
The car curtains were raised, and Li Zhiyun looked at the Shengdaofang street that had turned into a 'river', and for a moment he felt like he was in the Dragon Palace.
"Uncle Fang, are you sure we are still in Chang'an?" Li Zhiyun said faintly: "We travel a thousand miles a day, right? Are we in Jiangnan?"
My lord, you are still joking at this time.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Xie Shufang ignored his own king's cold joke.
Since it was not far from the Yang Mansion, Li Zhiyun asked Azhen and Aqiang to take the people back first, while he and Xie Shufang walked directly over.
As soon as I got off the carriage, my lower body was soaked in water.
Is this really serious?
Didn't sewers pass through when Chang'an was built?
Li Zhiyun felt very embarrassed. He went to meet his fiancée today, but he ended up looking like this. Isn't it a bit sloppy?
A group of people arrived at Yang Mansion.
Oops, Yang Shigui and his whole family were waiting in front of the door, already soaked in the water. The youngest, an eight-year-old boy, was just swimming in the water.
The two sides met, which was quite awkward.
Yang Shigui himself did not expect that there would be a heavy rainstorm suddenly, and then Shengdaofang, which was flooded every day, would fall directly.
To ease the embarrassment.
Li Zhiyun said; "Qujiang Pool is going to be expanded."
Yang Shigui said: 'Water is blocked by the upper stream'.
I'm so embarrassed, I really want to go home.
It was Yang Shigui's wife, Mrs. Lu, who had the foresight and quickly ordered someone to take Li Zhiyun to change clothes.
Side hall.
"Yu Niang, how is this child?" Yang Shigui asked his wife while wiping his face with a dry cloth.
Regarding this issue, Mrs. Lu wanted to punch Yang Shigui twice. They just met and they didn't say a few words. Who knows what this person is like, and she is not a fortune teller.
Mrs. Lu pondered: "Looking at his face, he looks decent."
"That's not true. Apart from the prince and the King of Qin, the four sons of the Sage are the most handsome of the King of Chu. Thanks to the Sage, he was the first to propose marriage to the King of Qi." Yang Shigui sighed with emotion and was a little lucky, although the King of Qi had a higher status.
, but the guy's reputation was too bad and he was not good-looking. Xiao Xiangguo was also in trouble this time. Thinking of this, Yang Shigui paused and let out a low chuckle.
Lu was speechless. She thought of something and called the maid to give her a few instructions. Then the maid hurried away.
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing, let Yue Niang meet her future husband."
Yang Shigui nodded and said melancholy: "Yue Niang has been lonely since she was a child. If King Chu can treat her well, I will have an explanation for her dead father."
The Lu family had two sons. The eldest son Yang Fu is currently serving as the county magistrate of Chaoyi in Tongzhou. The second son Yang Yu died of illness in his early years, leaving behind a daughter, Li Zhiyun's future wife Yang.
In the room, two Yang's maids brought clothes and changed Li Zhiyun's wet clothes.
A woman wears a veil and her movements are rather slow. However, her figure is graceful and her face is hazy, which shows that she has good looks.
Fuck, is a maid this beautiful and tall nowadays?
It is indeed the most evil form of feudalism.
Li Zhiyun was a little strange. Women in the early Tang Dynasty did not seem to have the habit of covering their faces with veils. In terms of openness, the early Tang Dynasty was definitely higher.
After all, out of jealousy, Fang Xuanling's wife dared to swallow the 'poison' given by Li Laoer.
This is nothing. In the future, Li Zhiyun will have a sister who will have an affair with his nephew. By coincidence, this nephew is Yang Shidao's son. After all, he and Li Zhiyun's future wife are still cousins.
Of course, compared with Fang Xuanling, the cuckold king Fang Er, whose name has been passed down through the ages, he is not even a bit inferior.
That guy is really a 'good husband'. His wife is having sex with a monk while he looks after the door.
Just two words, awesome.
"This dress fits quite well. Does it belong to Minister Yang?" Li Zhiyun looked at the white Xuanwei gown on his body and felt that the workmanship was really good, no worse than the embroiderers of the Palace Clothing Bureau.
The veiled woman blinked her big eyes and snickered: "How did Alang get such a figure?"
"You are quite brave, you dare to tease your master." Li Zhiyun joked.
As if realizing that he had made a mistake, the woman stopped talking and just straightened out his clothes silently.
"That's it, I'll reward you." Li Zhiyun handed over a few golden beans and took Xie Shufang to the side hall.
Another maid without a veil said: "Madam, the dress you made fits me just right."
The person wearing the veil is naturally Li Zhiyun's fiancée Yang. Previously, she received news from her grandmother Lu that her fiancé had come to visit and asked her to take a look.
Yang was so courageous that she came directly disguised as a maid.
Of course, Li Zhiyun was even more blind and did not notice this strange thing. In fact, although Li Zhiyun was surprised that the maid was wearing a veil, he never thought that his future wife would pretend to be a maid and peek at him. This kind of Mary Sue plot is something Li Zhiyun thinks can only be seen in TV dramas.
Only then will there be.
No normal person would play like this. He thought it was the personal performance art of Yang Mansion's maid.
However, he forgot that art comes from life and is higher than life. During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, women slaves in the Tang Dynasty pursued fashion and played with smoky makeup, which frightened many people. Besides, Yang Guang used to wrap silk around trees, and Li Zhiyun felt that Yang Shi was precious
As a clan, it is normal for the maids in the family to have unique personalities.
"Humph, I'm going to reward you, so stop talking." Yang stuffed the golden beans to the little maid, who immediately shut up with a smile on her face.
The figure had disappeared into the corridor, and Yang sighed silently.
When she met Yang Shigui again, Lu's eyes lit up. She knew who made the clothes Li Zhiyun was wearing. What surprised her was that they fit just right.
It's strange, Yueniang has never met this King of Chu before.
Could it be that these two people are really destined?
Yang Shigui became a minister of the Ministry of Industry when he was old. This was a reward given by Lao Li to win over former Sui ministers, which shows that he lacked ability.
Therefore, most of the chats between Li Zhiyun and him avoided the court and only discussed casual literature. Yang Shigui was able to talk, but Li Zhiyun didn't know how to answer the talk. The reason was the same. This man admired the romance of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and talked about metaphysics.
The death of the Sui Dynasty was not unjust.
"Zhiyun, do you want to try the elixir?"
"No, no, I don't dare to take advantage of others." Li Zhiyun quickly refused.
Just kidding, he still wants to live for two more years, why should he take mercury if he has nothing to do?
After chatting for a long time, Mrs. Lu sent people to invite Mrs. Yang to meet Li Zhiyun, have a meal, and enjoy the flowers together... No, it was to enjoy the rain and exchange feelings by the way.
It doesn't hurt to give her a small hand and a kiss on the mouth.
As a result, Mr. Yang said that he was sick.
Of course Li Zhiyun would not believe such nonsense. He guessed that either Yang was too shy to see him, or she was opposed to the marriage.