Guo Yongning went to work on Guo Ran’s marriage. As soon as she left, Qiunan came again.

"Brother Hao, I heard that a Jurchen person came to the palace and sent you a letter. Was that letter written by a woman?"

If you want to say that women feel really accurate, Qiu Nan is smart and has an intelligence agency in his hand, so it is normal to know something.

"What? Are you jealous? The letter was indeed written by a woman. When I went to Liao Kingdom, I met a woman on the grassland. She was a Jurchen and helped me escape the Khitan's pursuit.

Now that her tribe is in trouble, I asked me to help. I asked Shi Yiran to send a caravan to give her some money and repay her kindness. No matter how much I have, I can't help."

"Is that true?"

Qiu Nan looked at Guo Hao suspiciously, trying to see something from his face, but Guo Hao's current cunning is too deep and his emotions can be completely controlled.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, go and ask Li Hui. I asked him to convey it. By the way, Fu Yanqing wants to propose to his daughter. You should know this, right?"

Qiu Nan nodded and said, "I know, he came to me first, I asked him to go to Yongning. After all, her harem matters are under her control."

Guo Hao felt that Qiu Nan was still a little sore, so he got up and hugged her in his arms. At this time, Qiu Nan suddenly pushed her away and took out a letter from his arms.

"Really believe? Who wrote it?"

"You can see it. When you move, the whole world is nervous. A country as big as Hou Shu will be destroyed. Some people can't sleep well!"

Qiu Nan said it and suddenly laughed. Guo Hao took the letter and saw that it was written by Zhou Ehuang. A little girl appeared in Guo Hao's mind.

"It turned out to be her. She should be Congjia's wife now. The boys and girls of those days have grown up. Congjia should still hate me now..."

"Hate? How dare he!"

Qiu Nan closed his smile on his face, and then said, "Born in the imperial family, he must accept his fate. Your husband must not be ruthless. Don't forget that he asked Wang Wei to assassinate you!"

"Why……"

Guo Hao sighed, but he didn't know, but he knew history and knew that Li Yu was a pitiful person. He shamelessly plagiarized several other poems, but he didn't know how Li Yu felt in his heart.

"Why don't we go back to Jiangnan to have a look?"

Qiu Nan was happy when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "You are the emperor now, so you can't go wherever you want. Besides, although the Southern Tang Dynasty is affiliated with the Song Dynasty, it is not our territory after all."

Guo Hao knew that Qiunan was worried about his safety, and was moved and a little helpless. People thought that the emperor was good and did whatever he wanted, but they didn't know that the emperor was not as free as he thought.

"Well, then wait until Brother Ran becomes a relative. I don't need to reply to this letter for the time being. I still have to go there in person if I have time. If I can think of it from Glenn, the two countries can also have less fighting."

"Um."

Qiu Nan understood what Guo Hao meant. Guo Hao did not want to use troops to the Southern Tang Dynasty, but although Li Yu was the king of the Southern Tang Dynasty, some things were not completely finalized.

...

Guo Ran's marriage was a big deal. Although he and Fu Yanqing were a little unhappy before, they were veterans of the three dynasties and old ministers of the Later Zhou Dynasty, so they could not neglect them.

On this day, Guo Hao left the palace and planned to go out for a walk. He also visited Fu Yanqing. The two families will become in-laws in the future, and Guo Hao is not a person who holds grudges.

The streets of Bianliang City are much lively than other towns. Guo Hao attaches great importance to business, so there are many shops.

"Hey, have you heard that there is a new Tingyu Pavilion in the city, and there is a lady Huarui in it. She is both talented and beautiful, and many people go to ask for music after hearing the sound."

"I heard that, it's a pity that Mrs. Huarui is not selling her skills. There are so many noble people in our capital, and she doesn't want to marry her."

"What are you not willing? I think she is waiting for a price and looks down on ordinary people, but she is indeed qualified. I have heard the area she sings once, and it is really a sound of nature."

In the teahouse, Guo Hao originally wanted to take a break and have some tea, but the conversation next to him attracted his attention. It was not that he was interested in looking for flowers and willows, but that the title "Madam Huarui" was called, which Guo Hao felt a little familiar.

"Brothers, where are the lady Huarui you mentioned now?"

Several people turned around when they heard the sound and saw Guo Hao dressed very well and the guards followed him. They knew that he was not an ordinary person, so they answered politely.

"Just in Tingyu Pavilion in the east of the city, next to the Bian River. If you want to go to the platform, you need to write a poem. Mrs. Huarui will only meet after reading it!"

"Oh? There is also such a woman? Li Hui, let's go and have a look."

Seeing Guo Hao coming, Li Hui was not disappointed. The two got up and walked towards the east of the city. When they went to the place, they found a small building by the river.

When I came close to the front, the sound of the piano came from the upstairs. Guo Hao has now become the music, so I know it is good when I hear the sound of the piano.

It is said to be Tingyu Pavilion, but it is actually a teahouse where many literati are drinking tea, and a masked woman is playing.

Guo Hao entered Tingyu Pavilion and found a seat to sit down. He saw a woman on the stage who was only 28 years old and had a pretty figure and couldn't see her face clearly.

"She just said Mrs. Huarui? That is, she is a little too young."

Guo Hao was puzzled and looked to the side. He saw that while the literati was drinking tea, he prepared paper and pen next to him, and while listening to music, he wrote poems. If he had written it, he would send it to the second floor. The maid sent the poem back again without any effort.

Looking at the lost expression of the literati, you know that the poem was not taken seriously. It seemed that Mrs. Huarui had someone else, and she was upstairs.

Guo Hao sat in the corner, thinking if anyone could invite Mrs. Huarui out, but after watching it for a long time, no one made a decent work.

Looking at the annoyed expressions of everyone, Guo Hao couldn't stand it anymore, so he thought for a while and wrote a poem with his brush strokes.

"Come on, send this up and see if you can invite your wife out!"

Guo Hao asked Li Hui to give the lyrics. The door on the building was not as good as the kung fu was actually opened. A woman walked out and the maid next to her asked, "Which young master made this lyrics!"

When the maid asked, Guo Hao was sitting and not moving. He was just a little curious because Mrs. Huarui was also famous in history. She was originally the favorite concubine of Meng Chang of Later Shu, but later occupied by Lao Zhao.

The maid shouted a few words but no one agreed. The others wanted to show off, but were worried about revealing their background. After all, the poems that Mrs. Huarui liked must be extraordinary.

But they don’t want others to show off. After all, there are such good things, and ordinary people should stand up immediately, but Guo Hao did not show up, which means he does not want to show off.

"The flowers fade and the green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds the house. The willows blow on the branches are less, and there are no fragrant grasses everywhere.

There are swings in the wall and outside the wall. There are pedestrians outside the wall. The beautiful woman laughs in the wall. The laughter gradually fades away from hearing the sound. She is passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness.

I can’t understand the words of this young master. Could it be that I have attracted so many people and are reluctant to show up? Now, the young master is still treating him with his own way. Is this ridiculing me?"

Mrs. Huarui suddenly spoke up this poem. Some of the others admired and some were annoyed when they heard it. Since there were always people who gave the poem and Guo Hao had not signed it yet, they didn't know who it was.

If you want to say that the artistic conception of this poem is indeed good, but in this environment, it is indeed a bit sarcastic. Guo Hao looked at Mrs. Huarui and saw that she was wearing white clothes, which was really amazing.

However, at this moment, a young man suddenly walked into the door. He looked up and saw Mrs. Huarui's face turned red.

"Madam, you are finally willing to come out. It's great. Which talented man wrote this time? Sing it to everyone!"

"That's right, no matter what, it's enough to have good words. Although it's not what we did, it's okay to listen to it!"

The literary people's interest suddenly became high. Guo Hao lowered his head and drank a sip of tea. He looked up at the young man and almost sprayed out the water from his mouth.

"I'm here to see His Highness Jing. I don't know that King Jing has arrived. I'm sorry for the misfortune!"

Mrs. Huarui suddenly saluted and at the same time revealed the young man's identity. Li Hui glanced at Guo Hao, and Guo Hao nodded quietly.

"We have seen His Highness Jing."

"Everyone doesn't have to be polite. I'm here to drink tea and listen to music. Since I heard the voice of my wife last time, it's really unforgettable!

It’s a pity that I read too little and couldn’t write any good poems. I would have half the talent of my royal brother, so I could meet my wife more!”
Chapter completed!