Chapter 237: Appreciating the Song of the Peony Concubine

At the same time when Li Bai ridiculed Mr. Zhang, on the flower path in the back garden of Xingqing Palace, Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan walked through the peony garden. The peonies had reached the flower season, and they were blooming into bunches and rolling into clusters, layer by layer, clustered, and covered the sky like clouds and brocades under the sunset. Some were as snow as jade, dazzling and crystal clear; some were delicate and red, with golden stamens flowing; it was dusk, and the light red clouds retreated from the distant sky, and the breathtaking breeze blew across the cheeks, bringing a wave of intoxicating fragrance.

Li Longji was full of interest, and the full treasury made his waist harder. Although the peony is beautiful, how could he compare to the stunning appearance of the imperial concubine beside him? Did the flowers in front of the imperial concubine feel ashamed and quietly thank him?

Although the imperial concubine was beside him, Li Longji's afterglow glanced back from time to time, following Yang Guifei's third sister Yang Huahua, behind him. She was wearing a white dress, but she was pretty without makeup. Her white porcelain face seemed to be wild flowers that had just been stained with dewdrops in the mountains.

Yang Guifei in front was elegant and luxurious, and she slowly took a lotus, but the beans behind her sometimes jumped with one foot, and sometimes kicked a small stone into the flowerbed. Suddenly, she broke a white peony and placed it between her nose and smelled it. Her actions scared the palace maids and eunuchs next to her so that their faces changed. This is the emperor's most beloved peony flower. The petals blown by the wind and rain were specially cleaned up, and they were buried in the flower tomb. No one dared to break the flower branches.

"Sister Three, it's a pity for you to pick the flowers!" Yang Yuhuan complained a little: "It's great that everyone can appreciate the flowers together. If you do this, others will not be able to appreciate them."

"What's the point of a flower? If you feel sorry for it, I will plant 10,000 flowers next year to pay you!" Yang Huahua picked two more flowers, one of which was handed to Yang Yuhuan, and the other to Li Longji, "The emperor held it. When my sister was a child, she picked flowers all over the mountains and fields. She only regretted that she had too few hands and not enough flowers to hold them, but now she was standing by and watching. What's the point?"

Li Longji was not annoyed at all. He took the flowers with interest and smiled: "The plants and trees have their true intentions, so why do you want to get a beautiful woman? If the third sister likes them, all these flowers will be picked away."

"This is what the emperor said, no joke." Yang Huahua smiled and picked up a dozen flowers in one mouthful, pulled out her head rope and tied them into a bunch, and threw them to the palace maid behind her. She was also a little tired, and her plump breasts were slightly up and down. Suddenly, she sensitively noticed that Li Longji was secretly looking at her breasts. She had seen too much in her hometown. She had long since taken this seriously, but today it was the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was looking at her, which made her very proud. If she could hook the emperor, her status and money would come to see her, so that the ruthless and unrighteous enemy would still live a comfortable life without him.

While Yang Yuhuan was not paying attention, Yang Huahua quietly threw Li Longji a charming look, which made Li Longji's heart tremble and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

At this time, Yang Yuhuan, who had just felt sorry for the flower, looked up and found that Li Longji's expression was different. He couldn't help but feel coquettish, "Sanlang!"

Li Longji smiled awkwardly and chanted loudly:

The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus is bright in autumn.

This business is a festival for you.

Who knew that those living in the forest would be happy to hear the wind.

If plants and trees have their true hearts, why do you want to win a beauty?

The sound of silk and bamboo came from the agarwood pavilion opposite. In conjunction with Li Longji's high chant, this was the fun of Li Guinian, the chief musician Li Guinian. Gao Lishi next to him also praised: "It is better to let Li Guinian match the songs and let the singer sing them to the empress."

"I don't like this poem, and let's talk about it, the emperor's poem was not read for me." Yang Yuhuan glanced at Yang Huahua, with a hint of sourness in her tone, "If the third sister likes it, let Li Guinian give it to you with joy!"

Yang Huahua seemed to be careless and said lightly: "I don't like that kind of vague thing. It's better to give me two acres of land to save me from being forced to be forced to pay for debts and then capture Lao Wu!"

This sentence hit Yang Yuhuan's vital point. She immediately sighed, took Yang Huahua's hand apologetically, and walked side by side with her. Li Longji, who saw both girls bowing their heads and saying nothing, couldn't help but feel anxious. He wanted to comfort them, but he couldn't find any words for a moment, so he just turned his eyes to Gao Lishi and ordered him to find a way to solve the embarrassment in front of him. Gao Lishi's eyes turned and smiled at Yang Guifei: "Empress! The poem that the emperor recited was Li Bai's work just now, but unfortunately this poem is about Mid-Autumn Festival. I heard that Li Bai, who is good at writing fresh lyrics, is now in Chang'an. It's better to call him, write two new lyrics in the New Year, and then let the children of Liyuan perform to relieve the empress. You see this is great."

Seeing that his emotions affected Li Longji's interest, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but smile and looked at Li Longji with a pair of wonderful eyes. When Li Longji saw Yuhuan showing off his face, he was instantly happy. At this moment, Yang Yuhuan wanted the stars in the sky, and he must have ordered people to be ladders.

"Okay! OK! I'll order Li Guinian to find Li Bai quickly, limiting one hour."

Li Guinian, who was playing music and flattering ten feet away, was shocked. Li Bai didn't know where he was! Where could he find this time?

But the emperor said politely and could not take it back after he had already said it. For the sake of the head on his neck, Li Guinian had to use his troublesome hand to give him a mouth and run out of the garden with a bitter face.

Li Guinian was anxious and panicked, and was blinded. He had just arrived at the Zhengguan Hall, but he didn't notice that someone came to him. He couldn't stop and collided with him all at once. Both of them fell to the ground. Through the light, Li Guinian recognized the man as the prince-in-law Zhang Ye, and quickly helped him up and apologized repeatedly.

Needless to say, Zhang Lan came to the palace to sue Li Bai. He was worried that he could not enter the palace. Seeing that it was Li Guinian, he quickly pulled him aside and asked in a low voice: "May I ask Li Yuefu, can the emperor be there?"

Li Guinian seemed to have a wheel installed under her feet, but she was pulled away by him. She was so anxious that she seemed to be about to explode. She said perfunctorily: "The emperor and the empress are admiring peonies, so I'm afraid she can't disturb you at this time."

Zhang Ye wanted to sue Li Bai and others for forming a clique to discuss the government affairs, but he had no evidence, so he could only expect the emperor to send someone to arrest them on the spot. Now that the emperor can't see him, I'm afraid the time will pass if he's late.

Zhang Yi was so angry that he stomped his feet hard and cursed: "Damn Li Bai, you're the cheaper now!"

His words happened to be heard by Li Guinian, who had walked a few steps away. He seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, turned around and grabbed Zhang Ye and asked, "Has the prince-in-law seen Li Bai?"

"I just saw him in Taibailou. Ask him Li Yuefu! Li Yuefu!" Li Guinian had already disappeared.

Let’s talk about the noise inside the Qingri Pavilion of Taibai Building, the noise has become silent. The wine jar is on the table, and the poet is drunk under the table. Several people are drunk and are snoring loudly on the table. Only one guy sits bored at the door, throwing a stack of copper coins in his hand. He is the shopkeeper who specially ordered him to guard the door to prevent the poets from being harassed by outsiders.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came, "It's this place, Li Taibai is still there!"

This was the sound of the shopkeeper. The guy stood up in surprise and said, "Wow!", the door was opened, and the shopkeeper led a dozen men in all colors into the room.

"Where is Li Taibai?"

Li Guinian, who was in charge, opened the person in front of him without waiting for the shopkeeper to answer, and couldn't help but smiled silently: "I didn't expect Du Zimei to be there too."

"Li Hanlin is here!" The person next to him found Li Bai who was drunk.

Li Guinian was overjoyed, and stepped forward to hold Li Bai's shoulder and shook it violently, "Brother Taibai! Li Hanlin!" After shaking for a long time, Li Bai only muttered, "A rich horse, a thousand gold fur, Huer is about to call out fine wine!" He tilted his head and fell asleep.

"Master, there is less than half an hour left, what should I do?"

Li Guinian pondered for a moment and said decisively: "Take off the door panel, carry him away, and wake him up on the way!"

The agarwood Pavilion in Xingqing Palace is brightly lit. The agarwood Pavilion is built with precious agarwood wood, so it is named. Although it is called a pavilion, it is large in area, just like a side hall. At this moment, the disciples of the Pear Garden are playing the zither and only hear the sound of silk and bamboo. The bells and chimes are pleasant. In the fragrant pavilion, a team of dancers are dancing gracefully. Behind a gauze curtain, there are several arhat beds. The small tables on the bed are all arranged with wine and food. Li Longji sat on the arhat bed in the middle, holding his cheek with one hand, looking bored at the singing and dancing performance, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the willow flowers two feet away.

Yang Guifei leaned half on Li Longji's body, holding a green agate cup on her soft and boneless hand, which contained half of the clear and clear Anxi wine. Her posture was lazy, delicate and powerless, making people unable to help themselves.

Yang Huahua sat alone on another stool. In front of her, there was a white jade bowl. There was a pool of clear water in the bowl. She was pulling off the delicate peony petals and throwing them into the water. She murmured: "Let the enemy go out and be killed by a carriage, drown, choking to death, eating, and exhausted to death on the bed. It seems that a petal represents a way to die."

At this moment, Yang Huahua desires status and wealth the most. She has a strong possessive desire. She will do whatever she wants. The best method she is in her life is to seduce men. As long as she is willing, no man can escape her pomegranate skirt. Now, she knows very clearly that there is a pair of supreme eyes next to her peeking at her like a thief. Yang Huahua believes in her charm. She has a taste that Li Longji has never tried before. The best way to deal with him is to let him smell the fishy smell, but not to speak easily until he asks him to take out all the things he wants before saying it.

Yang Huahua felt proud in her heart. Even the Emperor of Tang Dynasty could not ask for her. Which woman in the world could do it? But this pride was instantly replaced by anger. There was another man who didn't care about her. He had rejected her twice, but this man made her truly touch the person.

"Li Qing, one day, I will definitely get you!"

Yang Huahua gritted her teeth, and before she knew it, the peony flowers on her hands were crushed by her, and the purple juice flowed all over the gaps of her fingers.

At this time, Li Guinian hurried into the pavilion along the wooden wall. Gao Lishi saw him at a glance, and then went up to him and asked, "Have Li Bai found it?"

"Report to Ahweng, Li Hanlin found it, but he was drunk and was not fully awake yet."

Gao Lishi frowned, "How could this happen? Well! The emperor has urged him a few times. Be careful to help him up, then bring him a bed of arhats, and try to stay away from the curtains. Don't let his alcohol smell smell the empress."

"Yes!" Li Guinian turned around and went to work hard. Gao Lishi quietly walked to the gauze curtain and said to Li Longji through the curtain: "Your Majesty, Li Hanlin has arrived and is waiting for the order outside at this moment."
Chapter completed!