Chapter 204: Meeting Poplar Flowers on the Road

On the 18th day of the first lunar month, the sky was blue, and the azure sky seemed like children's paintings without hesitation. It was heavy and pure. The various sensational news in Chang'an City was like blockbusters in film festivals. They were released one after another. Yesterday was the assassination of the prince and the aftermath, but today was the martial arts ceremony of the prince and the grandson. Perhaps the superiors wanted to use it to eliminate the shock of the assassination of the prince and divert the attention of the world. On this day, all officials were suspended, merchants were suspended, and the Imperial Academy was suspended, and scholars and commoners could go to watch it. Therefore, the bitter meal originally planned to be used in Xi Neiyuan to inspire the blood of the younger generation of royal family evolved into a large-scale banquet, which was held in the Leyouyuan Racecourse.

‘I feel uncomfortable in the evening, so I drive to the ancient land. The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it is just near dusk.’

Leyou was originally located in the south of Chang'an City. The terrain was high and spacious. It was immersive. You can look into the distance. The magnificent city of Chang'an City was at its peak. The many ancient sites of Qin and Han dynasties make people unable to help but think about the present and pursue the past. The heart is filled with the sigh of the world.

The Mingde Gate, Anhua Gate and Qixia Gate in Chang'an were opened, and tens of thousands of Chang'an citizens were in high spirits, forming three unimaginable carriages and horses, walking in the direction of Leyou. Today was originally Li Qing's registration date, but he had to change because of the court's recession. He simply took his wife and daughter to go to Leyouyuan to step on the flowers and explore the plum blossoms.

"Li Lang, it's just a matter of fighting and killing, how could there be so many people going there?"

The curtain was opened, revealing the curtain's pretty face. She looked forward and looked at the dark and elusive crowd at a glance, and exclaimed: "Even when I was watching the lanterns on the Yuan Dynasty."

Li Qing approached his wife and daughter's carriage, and casually closed the scattered hair on her forehead for her, and smiled and said, "The Tang people, Shangwu, are also the leader of the royal clan, which is naturally attractive, but there are only tens of thousands of people, which is actually much smaller than Shangyuan Ye."

Lian'er smiled sweetly and nodded, "Maybe it was the day of Yuan Dynasty, I just went to watch the lights."

"Li Qing!"

A light shout suddenly came from behind Li Qing. The curtain crossed his shoulder and looked at it. The smile on her face disappeared immediately. She pushed her husband, "Someone is calling you over there, you can go and have a look!"

In fact, without the curtain, Li Qing'er had heard it, and he even heard who was calling him. He wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but the carriage door behind him opened, and the footsteps were approaching him.

He had no choice but to sigh in his heart, let his wife and daughter take a step first, tie the reins himself, turn around and bow his hands and smile, "Sister Three, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

It was less than ten feet opposite him, Yang Huahua. After coming to Chang'an, she was not used to the weather and had a minor illness. She had only exceeded yesterday. She was so depressed for a few days. Today she wanted to go to Leyuan to relax, and saw Li Qing from a distance.

Yang Huahua obviously became noble. Her pampered life for more than a year has wiped out the sourness of her years of poverty. She was wearing a light yellow floor-dress with purple lace, and her waist was tightly tied with a red ribbon, making her soft and graceful posture and the curve of her swaying plump body. Although her arms and exposed chest were dazzlingly white, her face seemed to be whiter and tender without any makeup. She had a shiny and soft curly hair on her face. Under the curly hair, there were a pair of glittering almond eyes, which contained a bold and slightly wild gaze.

Yang Huahua's eyes stared at Li Qing, and shot a hot and complex look. She didn't care at all about the countless pairs of eyes peeping at her on both sides. She swayed to Li Qing. Over the past year, there have been many men around her, all of whom were talented. Those who wanted to marry her were like crucian carp men, but none of them could be seen. She was an ambitious woman. She wanted to conquer the world by conquering men. Among the men she met, none of them could resist her charm, from the emperor to the guards, but there was only one person that made her feel resentful and could not be erased from her heart for several years. This person was Li Qing in front of her. Although he was already the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of the Tang Dynasty, she still couldn't forget the young man who returned to her back then.

"I haven't seen you for a year, you have your beard."

Li Qing touched his short and fluffy jaw and smiled, "I am nearly thirty, so it's time to keep my beard."

"But in my heart, you are still the young man who led me on the past. You promised to accompany me to Qingcheng Mountain, and I always remember it."

Yang Huahua turned her head away to hide her excitement. After a while, she turned around and slowly stepped forward, looked up at her, but boldly put her hand on the back of Li Qing's hand and whispered: "I originally wanted to see you, but I was sick and got better yesterday."

Li Qing lowered his eyelids, glanced at her hand, and said lightly: "Oh! Chunhan must be careful."

The tone was extremely plain, even lighter than a cup of white water. A look of disappointment flashed in Yang Huahua's eyes. She was about to speak again, but she saw the crowd behind her dodges to both sides. Nearly a hundred servants came in a wide-body carriage, which was parked beside them. A hearty laughter sounded in the carriage, "Are you going to see a martial arts show?"

The car door opened, and Li Lin, the minister of Zongzheng Temple, walked out of the carriage with a snow-white dress following him, Li Jingyan, who was flowing like a fairy. Li Jingyan was sent by Li Lin to pick her up last night. After all, she was an unmarried daughter and could not live in Li Qing's mansion for a long time. She saw Li Lang from a distance in the carriage. In front of her father, she could no longer hide the infatuation in her eyes, which made Li Lin shake her head and smile bitterly.

But Li Jingyan was stunned for the moment when the carriage stopped. Through the car window, she saw Yang Huahua, and her hand was actually placed on Li Lang's hand. Thinking of Yang Huahua's rude to the curtain that day, Li Jingyan's eyes immediately became cold, and she felt aversion to this shameless woman.

Hearing Li Lin's laughter, Yang Huahua quickly took away her hand and stood aside. Li Qing jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the family next to her, saluted Li Linchang, and laughed loudly: "Uncle Shi is the organizer of the martial arts fair. He has only been there now, but it's too late."

Li Lin waved her hand and smiled, "It might be fine, Lu Shaoqing is taking care of her over there. I've just visited the prince."

Li Qing greeted Li Jingyan, but saw her stern face ignore him, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. She was still tearful when she left last night. After only one night, why did she become a different person? When the thoughts changed, he immediately understood in his heart. Needless to say, this must be because of Yang Huahua.

He smiled slightly, turned to Li Lin and said, "I just heard about the prince, I don't know how he was injured?"

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt the vitals and I'll take a few months to keep."

Li Lin said, but her eyes secretly glanced at Yang Huahua and couldn't help asking: "It seems that this lady has seen her?"

Li Qing smiled faintly and said, "Don't Uncle Shi forgot that he had been on the Lantern Festival last year? She is the sister of the Imperial Concubine."

Li Lin showed a sudden enlightenment on her face, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have met Mrs. Yang in the King of Sining, Li Lin."

Yang Huahua's eyes flicked, glanced at Li Lin, but did not return the gift, and said with a trembling smile: "The little woman can't afford to treat the prince."

Li Jingyan behind her could no longer help, and stepped forward, pointed at her and scolded her angrily: "Although you are a royal relative, you have no imperial decree. The dignified emperor of the King of Ning and the third-rank Zongzheng Temple asked you, how dare you not kneel down to answer?"

Li Lin's face suddenly turned red, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. Seeing Li Lin embarrassed, Li Qing hurriedly grabbed Li Jingyan's wrist and dragged her behind him. Li Jingyan suddenly remembered that this hand had been touched by the woman. She felt very hatred in her heart. She shook it twice but didn't shake it off. With her hand, a sharp nail pierced into Li Qing's flesh. Li Qing felt pain, but her face laughed and smoothed out: "So many people rushed over, how could Lu Shaoqing alone take care of it? Uncle Shi go quickly! I heard that the emperor is coming too today."

Li Lin looked at Li Qing gratefully, and laughed dryly, "I'm going to go. The emperor usually walks on the wall. Maybe it's already here."

"You are all noble identities. The little girl can't get to the top, so I'll take the lead."

Yang Huahua's face turned red and white. She stared at Li Jingyan fiercely, turned around and got on the carriage, and told the coachman to say twice. Under the escort of more than a dozen guards, the carriage left in the dust.

Yang Huahua had already left, but the atmosphere here was a little awkward. Li Qing pointed to a carriage parked far ahead and smiled and said, "The carriage in the silk is waiting for me in front. Why not let Jingyan talk to them? Uncle Shi thinks this is good?"

Li Lin was injured by her daughter and felt really unhappy. He looked at her daughter and saw that she lowered her head and said slowly: "If you want to go, your father won't stop you."

Li Jingyan's anger gradually subsided and she regained her rationality. Only then did she realize that she was reckless and hurt her father's face. She couldn't help but feel regretful. She shook her head and whispered: "I'll accompany my father!"

Li Qing looked at Li Jingyan and saw that she was walking towards the carriage with her head down and ignored him. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He bowed to Li Lin and said angrily: "Since that's the case, I'll take a step first."

After saying that, he turned over and urged the horse to go, but after walking a few steps, he finally couldn't help looking back, but found that Li Jingyan was holding on the car window and staring blankly at him, his beautiful eyes filled with tears.

At this moment, Li Qing's little dissatisfaction had already flown without a trace. He pointed to the deep nail marks on his wrist and waved his fist at her angrily. Li Jingyan burst out with a "punch", and her smile was like a pear blossom blooming, and she was extremely shy.
Chapter completed!