In a gorgeous hall, Li Feng met the true pillar of the Sui Dynasty for the second time. Although Yang Su was nearly 60 years old, he was still so energetic, with a pair of tiger eyes staring at Li Feng brightly.

He was an elder and was appointed as the Minister of State, so he sat on the bed and did not get up.

In this era, there were several types of beds, some for sleeping, and some for sitting on beds specially for people to sit on.

Yang Su was both civil and military, and with one voice, he fought to pacify the Southern Chen and settled the Turks. He never lost all his life. There were four famous generals in the Sui Dynasty: Yang Su, He Ruobi, Han Qinhu, and Shi Longsu, among which Yang Su was the leader.

Just a few months ago, he used thunderous force to quell the rebellion of King Yang Liang of Han. Therefore, Yang Su's eyes were extremely powerful, and Yang Xuangan next to him felt a little uncomfortable.

However, Li Feng is still calm: No matter how powerful you are in the court, I will not ask for an official position; no matter how rich you are, I will not ask for a single article.

The heart is selfless and the world is free.

"Hahaha!" Yang Su laughed loudly, twisting his beard with one hand and slapping the extremely luxurious bed with the other: "You should sit here in the future!"

When Yang Xuangan heard this, he felt a little moved: A few days ago, my father seemed to say similar words to a young man who came to visit, named Li Jing. He also admitted that Li Jing would be a hero in the future.

However, if you say such words to Li Danxin, a person who has already lost his career, I am afraid that His Majesty will feel displeased when he hears it.

"My younger generation, Li Feng, met Mr. Yang. In the past, Emperor Wu of Wei wrote a poem. An old horse was in the stable and had ambitions for thousands of miles. The martyrs were in their old age and had a strong ambition. This is a portrayal of Mr. Yang." Li Feng stepped forward to see the politeness, and his mouth was neither humble nor arrogant.

Yang Su's eyes narrowed, as if they were the essence, as if two sharp blades were slashing at Li Feng: When this kid meets, he uses Cao Cao to talk about it. What is his intention?

You know, although Cao Cao did not usurp the throne, his son eventually became the emperor.

Li Feng saw this kind of gaze too much. If the family members of the patients were anxious, they would like to take a doctor. Therefore, his expression remained unchanged: "Mr. Yang was in the hall that day and asked for mercy for his younger generation. He did not dare to thank him for his great kindness. He could only give him this unpleasant and loyal words. The Duke did not want to be Cao Mengde, for fear that others would regard him as Cao Aman."

Finally, Yang Su's eyes gradually calmed down and he nodded to Li Feng: "I have a close relationship with your teacher Xue Daoheng, and I have many poems and essays. I am not an outsider. From now on, I can be very close to my son's mysterious affair."

Then, his eyes swept over the concubines sitting on both sides of the bed, and they all bowed their heads, saying that their ears were suddenly not very good and they didn't hear anything.

In addition to being very luxurious, Yang Su also has another preference, which is that there are many concubines in the family. For example, the famous broken mirror reunion in history, Hong Fu ran away at night, and Li Baiyao and Yang Su's concubines have an affair, etc., all of which are related to Yang Su's concubines.

It is probably because there are too many people, so I can’t take care of them. I have only had many accidents again and again. But Yang Su is a broad-minded person and has the beauty of adulthood.

Li Feng also glanced at him and soon found a red whisk among these concubines, who was different from the bells and swallows around him. This woman was not only very beautiful, but also had heroic spirits between her eyebrows, so she looked particularly unique.

After sitting down, he started chatting. Yang Su was in the middle, and Li Feng and Yang Xuangan accompanied each other. Yang Su had extensive experiences and extraordinary experiences. When he was talking, he was very capable of giving advice to the country.

Li Feng also admired him and sighed: "As a famous person, he is a perfect man. However, the father and son of the Yang family have a very bad ending, so it is better to have less contact in the future.

In terms of personal charm, Yang Su is the first-class existence among the Sui people that Li Feng had come into contact with.

During the chat, a servant came to report: "Xue Sili has arrived!"

It turned out that Xue Daoheng was also on the list of Yang Su’s invitation today. The two were friends, and today’s theme was to thank Li Feng for saving his sister, so he invited Xue Daoheng.

Li Feng quickly got up and greeted the house. Seeing Xue Daoheng floating in a daze, he quickly worshiped and respected "Master Xue".

Seeing his little disciple, Xue Daoheng was both loving and angry: he had the style of a famous scholar at a young age, which was inherited from the master and apprentice, and he had a bit of Xue Daoheng's style.

Even this kid is lazy by nature and doesn't go to his house to ask for teaching. He is so leisurely that he is a teacher.

However, in front of outsiders, of course, I couldn't bear to scold my disciples. The eldest grandson and the old disciple were all treasures. So I twisted my beard with my hand and received a great gift from Li Feng. Then I said, "Okay, okay, I actually made a golden cloak for the singer. I'm loyal to you for your good deeds!"

Li Feng felt a little unfair and glanced at Yang Xuangan next to him: It was you who caused me to be scolded by my master.

Xue Daoheng laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the sword given to the martyrs and the good sentence given to the beautiful woman is what our literati do, and I am very pleased to be a teacher!"

It turned out that he was going to praise me, but it was his master who was still facing me. Li Feng was at ease and thought he had annoyed his master. Unexpectedly, Master Xue was so old that he was still a romantic seed.

Oh my, how can you say that Master? You should be said to be a celebrity and romantic scholar.

Following Master Xue and entering the hall, Yang Su and Xue Daoheng joked with each other. Shaoqing, when he was putting a banquet, he saw concubines and maids, like butterflies wearing flowers, and jade plates of delicacies, listing them in front of him, with extremely luxuriousness.

The four of them drank, and each had a different seat. Yang Su and Xue Daoheng sat on it, while Yang Xuangan and Li Feng were two younger generations, accompanied him below.

The only thing Li Feng is not used to is that he has to kneel in front of several cases and eat, which is not very pleasant.

During the meal, the wine he drank was actually the famous Dayechun, which was recently famous. Li Feng had limited alcohol tolerance and was also careful to control himself; while the Yang family and his son both had good alcohol tolerance and raised their glasses frequently. Even Xue Daoheng had good alcohol tolerance. Well, it seems that great poets can drink it very well.

Li Feng regretted it a little: I'd love it. If I had known it, the degree of this wine would be lower.

When she was drunk, Yang Su waved her long sleeves and immediately the singer and dancer appeared. For a moment, the orchestra played together, the red sleeves were fragrant, and she raised her glass to drink. I wonder where she was in?

Look at the life he lives, this is life. Li Feng appreciates it in his heart, but he doesn’t envy it. This is not the life he wants, so how can he envy it?

Yang Su was also drunk and got up and joined the dancer's ranks, dancing with his hands and feet, singing generously. When the singer saw him, the instrument immediately changed to Hu's music, and the tune became majestic, because what Yang Su sang was the poem he had made back then. The poem says:

Hu in the south of the monastery is not in sight.

The Han Dynasty is about to come to the Rong again,

Flying to the north of the frontier.

Jieshi refers to Liaodong...

Seeing the owner like this, the dancers gathered around and sang together. The atmosphere of the whole banquet also reached a climax.

This poem was written by Yang Su when he pacified the Turks and wrote about the present through the Han Dynasty. It is simple and majestic, and it was a masterpiece of his life.

Xue Daoheng also applauded by the side. Later, he also chanted with Yang Su. The two of them are over 100 years old, and today they are also talking about the young maniac.

Let’s go out to the frontier and sing, and a pair of old friends looked at each other and laughed, feeling refreshed.

"Young Master Feng, today you drink, why not write a poem to help you enjoy the wine?" Yang Xuangan, opposite, raised his glass to Li Feng.

Li Feng felt helpless when he wanted to copy the poem again, but looking at Yang Su's proud eyes and Master Xue's extremely earnest gaze, Li Feng could only get up and salute: "In front of Mr. Yang and Master Xue, I have made a ugliness. Just now, Mr. Yang was so sad that he was moved. He also wrote a song to go out of the frontier and presented it to Mr. Yang!" The poem said:

The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty,

The people of the Long March have not returned.

But let the flying general of Longcheng be here,

Don’t teach Hu horses to cross Yinshan.
Chapter completed!