In the middle of the night in the Jade Tower, music and music began to play, and the wind carried the concubines’ laughter and sweet voices.
The shadow of the Moon Palace opens to hear night leaks, and the crystal curtain rolls close to the Autumn River.
The moon fills the sky, as full as a jade plate, as dim as plain yarn.
It was late at night, and on the stone path not far from the Zichen Palace, a group of palace maidens, holding colored lanterns, lined up to escort the imperial concubine back to the palace to rest. Tonight, His Majesty the Emperor was in rare spirits, and summoned the Pinglu Festival guests who had come all the way to the Zichen Palace. Du Shi. The usually silent Daming Palace suddenly became lively. The solemn hall was filled with all kinds of lanterns. From time to time, the long and leisurely sound of orchestral strings, strings and bamboos came from the hall, singing about the peaceful and prosperous times.
After practicing her archery skills for a day, Yang Yuhuan only felt that her muscles and bones were aching and she had no interest at all. After learning that An Lushan was going to be entertained at the Zichen Palace tonight, she informed Li Longji and took her confidants to the palace. And go.
I don’t know since when, Yang Yuhuan got tired of the music in the Jade Tower, the laughter of the palace concubines, the colorful clothes and feathers, the prosperity of the prosperous age. Sometimes, this decadent sound made her feel the fear of leaving. When the silk and bamboo stopped, a deep feeling A deep feeling of loneliness hit her deep in her heart. She couldn't explain the reason, and she couldn't explain it. She just felt that the sound of the piano was long and gentle, but it changed its tone every time it became softer, casting a shadow behind the corner of the palace.
She insisted on asking Mr. Li Xiaolang to enter the palace to teach archery, just to break this invisible wall and breathe the sweet air outside the majestic palace. She had a great time today. Although the Mr. Li family is not as handsome as Mr. Wang Sun, Elegant, but with an extra dash of mature manliness. After all, he was a man who had come down from the battlefield, and she was faintly obsessed with his unique charm.
"Your Majesty, we're here." The maidservants who were standing close to her gave her a curtsy and said softly.
"Oh?" Yang Yuhuan then realized that he had arrived at Lingqi Palace, smiled and stepped in on tiptoe.
This Lingqi Hall was originally the main hall where the queens of the past dynasties lived, and concubines had no right to enter. However, because the Sanlang of the family did not become a queen, she, the nominal queen, lived in it as a matter of course. (Note 1)
"Mother, why do you seem to have lost your soul today? Are you still thinking about the young man of the Li family?" Tuan'er disappeared after entering the bedroom, and jumped to Yang Yuhuan like a rabbit, mysteriously Smiled.
"You damn girl, how dare you mock me." Yang Yuhuan pretended to be angry, and her face immediately tensed up.
"The empress is reluctant to punish Tuan'er. The empress knows that Tuan'er is doing it for the sake of the empress!" Tuan'er was not fooled. He picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Yuhuan.
"You!" Yang Yuhuan obviously had nothing to do with this personal maid, so he had to take the teacup and take a sip.
"Let me tell you, Mr. Li Xiaolang is really good. He is seven feet tall and has a handsome face. He became the commander-in-chief of an army at the age of only seventeen. He is really the best among men. I miss him so much..."
Tuan'er took out the silk cloth and covered his mouth with a smile, counting Li Kuo's advantages one by one like roundworms in Yang Yuhuan's belly.
"Shut up, the more you talk, the more senseless you are." Yang Yuhuan glanced at Tuan'er, with a resentful look on his face: "I would like to keep Mr. Li Xiaolang to eat in the palace, but you look at the urgency, I can't guarantee it will happen." Which girl are you meeting with after dusk?"
"How can it be possible? Your Majesty is so beautiful that she has conquered the country. Not to mention a mere military envoy, Mr. An, the Pinglu Military Envoy, doesn't he admire your empress very much?"
Tuan'er was an old man brought by Yang Yuhuan from Prince Shou's Mansion. He couldn't see his mother-in-law suffering the most, so she kept talking non-stop.
"Look, look! I really need to discipline you and discipline you. How can you say this? If His Majesty listens to it, not to mention you, a damn girl, even I, the empress, will have to eat for nothing.
Hang up."
Hearing Tuan'er mention Anlu Mountain, Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows immediately stood up. She finally asked Sanlang for leave and avoided the fat man on the pretext of being sick, but now she still can't hear Qingxian.
"Okay, I'll say no more, slave." Tuan'er jumped forward, pinched Yang Yuhuan's shoulders, and pushed gently.
"You!" Yang Yuhuan tapped Tuan'er's eyebrows lightly and sighed.
"Fourth sister, fourth sister!"
There was a sudden commotion outside the dormitory. Yang Yuhuan frowned slightly, stood up and went out to greet him.
"Oh, it's Lord Yushi Zhongcheng." When Yang Yuhuan saw that the person coming was Yang Zhao, his face immediately turned cold.
"Your Majesty, you see, we are all one family..."
Yang Zhao's hot face touched his cold butt, and he rubbed his hands in embarrassment to apologize.
"I wonder what the late-night visit of Mr. Zhongcheng, the censor, is about?" Yang Yuhuan simply made a good gesture this time, so that his brother could remember it well.
"No, it's nothing important. I'm just worried about my mother's body for my brother..."
"Oh? It's nothing important. Your Excellency, the Imperial Censor, Zhongcheng, entered the inner palace late at night to see me. Don't you know that no one is allowed to have private meetings with concubines without His Majesty's permission?"
Yang Yuhuan was unreasonable and did not give Yang Zhao any time to breathe.
"Yes, but we are brothers and sisters!" Yang Zhao felt angry because he didn't know which medicine his sister had taken wrongly.
"Okay, okay, Second Master, don't you see that my wife is doing it for your own good, are you afraid that others will gossip about the Yang family?" Seeing that the two of them were about to start a dispute, Tuan'er stood up at the right time and advised.
"Yeah." Yang Zhao snorted, finally convinced.
"Tell me, why did you come to me tonight?" Yang Yuhuan sighed and waved his sleeves helplessly. Although this clan brother was a bit aggressive, he was quite respectful to her. After some help from San Lang,
Nowadays, the men in the Yang family can barely support themselves.
"I, I just can't stand that damn fat man!" Yang Zhao gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "That fellow An Lushan is really arrogant. When I saw his pretentious look, I felt sick in my heart."
"Oh?" Yang Yuhuan paused and said, "Have you already seen An Lushan?"
Yang Zhao waved his hand and said: "No. Your Majesty held a banquet in Zichen Palace to entertain An Lushan. As soon as he entered the capital, he went straight to the palace, bringing large and small bags of rare birds and treasures, and presented them all to him.
Your Majesty. Fortunately, Madam, you left early, otherwise you would have been pestered by that guy!"
"You just want to get along well with him. Why did you leave the banquet in such a hurry?"
"Bah! I get along well with him. Does that guy have eyes for anyone else besides Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and that old thief Li Linfu?"
Yang Zhao was so angry that he cursed. Seeing Yang Yuhuan's sullen look, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and smiled brightly: "I can't talk to that guy. The guy opened his mouth and shut up.
Just how many battles he won and how many heads he beheaded, it seemed like he was the only one in the entire Tang Dynasty who knew how to fight."
"Pfft." Yang Yuhuan covered his mouth and said with a smile: "What did I think it was? It turned out to be such a trivial matter. He is a border general, and he talks about nothing more than these wars. He has worked hard for a year
, what’s wrong with reporting military merits and asking for rewards?”
"I, I just can't stand his arrogant look. Although I, Yang Zhao, don't know how to lead troops in battle, I do know some common sense about leading troops in marching. Khitan, the Xi people have a total of more than 100,000 people. How can I possibly lead troops every now and then?
Invading the border once, holding your head and letting him chop it off?"
Yang Zhao shook his head and said: "Don't think that Fatty An is the only one who can fight. Now Li Bingmao has formed an alliance with my Yang family. If he dares to think of himself next time, let him compete with Li Bingmao!"
"Okay, you drink a cup of tea first to calm down." Yang Yuhuan smiled bitterly in his heart. This clan brother really looks like a child if he is angry.
"Second Master, your tea." Tuan'er handed a cup of tea to Yang Zhao, trying not to laugh out loud.
"Mother, it's not that I, Yang Zhao, am nosy, but we really need to plan more for ourselves! Nowadays, the old thief Li Linfu and Fatty An are venting their anger through the same nose. One of them is in the court and the other is in the army. They control almost half of the Tang Dynasty.
Jiangshan. Don’t say that I, Yang Zhao, am just a royal censor. Even if I enter the political affairs hall and become the prime minister, I can’t do anything to that old thief."
Yang Zhao was so heartbroken after his accusation that sparks almost burst out of his eyes.
"Isn't this good? Now my Yang family is considered a wealthy family in the capital. The children of the family can get a job without taking the imperial examination. Ordinary people have nowhere to envy them."
"Empress! You don't understand what is going on in the court. Some things are either your death or my death. There is no possibility of retreating. The more favor your Majesty shows to the Yang family, the more uneasy that old thief Li Linfu will feel. Even if I, Yang Zhao, endure
If I give in, he will find fault with me and squeeze me out of the court. Even if it is to protect ourselves, we have to win more people's hearts!"
Yang Zhao's anxious forehead broke out in sweat, and he told Yang Yuhuan the pros and cons.
"Is that true? Then Li Linfu is quite respectful to me."
Yang Yuhuan nodded doubtfully and took a sip of tea.
"Of course the old thief is very respectful to you. His main energy is now used to deal with the East Palace, and he has no time to 'take care of' the Yang family. However, as far as I know, this old thief is secretly cultivating his own power in the border army. An Lushan
, Ge Shuhan and other frontier governors have all more or less thrown their support behind Li Linfu. If we don’t make plans early, we might be too late by then!”
Yang Zhao was born in the market, and he has a thorough understanding of people's hearts. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Since Li Linfu entered the political affairs hall, except Chen Xilie, who was obedient to his orders, no prime minister can safely sit in the official position. Nowadays,
He, Yang Zhao, has become Li Linfu's imaginary enemy and a thorn in his side. He must make plans early!
"So, you won over my master and asked him to join the Yang family?" Yang Yuhuan finally understood and said softly.
"He is not completely devoted to my Yang family." Yang Zhao smiled bitterly: "It can only be said that I, Yang Zhao, have made friends with a general who holds military power. After all, many friends lead to many paths. What will happen in the future?