The Emperor of Han emphasized color and wanted to conquer the country, but Yu Yu had no choice for many years.

A daughter in the Yang family grew up and was raised in the deep boudoir and was unknown to the people.

He is born with beauty and is hard to give up on himself, and he is chosen by the king once.

Looking back, I smiled charmingly, and the pink and colorful palaces of the six palaces are not colored.

This is naturally Bai Juyi's (Song of Everlasting Sorrow). Yang Yuhuan, the four daughters of Yang Xuanyan, the servant of Shuzhou. When her father died at the age of ten, she was sent to the third uncle's house in Luoyang for foster care. In the 22nd year of Kaiyuan, Princess Xianyi got married in Luoyang. At the wedding banquet, Yang Yuhuan was attracted by Princess Xianyang's younger brother, Li Mao, and married her as a wife. She was gentle in character and was deeply loved by Princess Wu Huifei. She asked Li Longji to issue an edict to make her the Princess of Shou. After Princess Wu Huifei died, Li Longji could not sleep or eat, so Gao Lishi led Li Longji to see Yang Yuhuan. Li Longji was shocked. In order to prevent people from all over the world from making a mistake, he found an excuse to depose his concubine's title and forced King Shou to relieve him. Then he ordered him to become a monk to recommend blessings for the Queen Mother Dou. In November of the second year of Tianbao, Yang Yuhuan was still guarding the green lamp alone in Taizhen Temple, but an uninvited guest came in her hometown.

"Brother Yang! Is Daojiang County ahead?"

Li Qing pointed to the city wall vaguely visible in front of him. The night sky was clear and the sky was full of stars. In the distance, the city wall was like a black belt lying across the vast plain.

"Yes, that's Daojiang County, but now the city gate is closed. Let's stay for one night before entering the city."

Xian Yu Zhongtong went to Nanzhao to envoy Nanzhao. Later, he recommended Yang Zhao to Zhang Qiu Jianqiong and implied his use. Zhang Qiu Jianqiong had no clarity, so he ordered him to be the county magistrate of Chengdu. Seeing that Zhang Qiu Jianqiong already knew Yang Zhao's role, Li Qing was afraid that he would win over the Yang family first, so he encouraged Yang Zhao to return to his hometown to be outstanding. Yang Zhao happily followed him. The two rode horses from noon and arrived at the county town in the evening. Daojiang County was later Guan County, and today's Dujiangyan City was very close to Chengdu.

"Not far ahead is my cousin's house, Yuhuan's third sister. We can go and stay for one night."

Inadvertently, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Zhao's mouth, and he couldn't help but think of his cousin's attitude. The cousin Yang Zhao mentioned was Yang Yuhuan's third sister Yang Huahuan. Later, Lady Guo was the one who married into the Pei family first, and now she was widowed. Her man was unruly and had always been involved with Yang Zhao.

Yang Huahua's home is a private courtyard of an ordinary farmer's house, surrounded by a low wall, surrounded by dense green bamboos. The wall on the side of the bamboo forest had been crawled, revealing a gap, causing the courtyard to stand in vain. Yang Zhao and the other two got off the official road and led their horses along the ridge of the field for less than a mile, then they went to Yang Huahua's home, but they saw a young woman closing the door and leaving from a distance.

"Girl, go one step!"

Yang Zhao recognized that he was his cousin at first sight. He was afraid that the good things tonight would fail, so he shouted anxiously, threw the reins to Li Qing, and rushed up the slope two steps along the narrow path, blocking Yang Huahua's way.

"My sister, it's me!"

Yang Huahua was worried and did not hear Yang Guozhong's previous shouts. When she looked up, she suddenly saw a man blocking the way. She was startled and then heard him calling his name. She immediately remembered it. With the hazy moonlight, she was indeed her cousin Yang Zhao whom she had not seen for several years.

"When will Brother Yang come back?"

The tone was plain, and there was a little coldness between his eyebrows and eyes. No wonder, his wife relied on help from others, and her mother couldn't even eat enough to eat, and she came to her house to play Qiufeng from time to time. I can imagine how miserable Yang Zhao was outside.

"My sister Hua should not underestimate me. I have just been promoted to Chengdu County Magistrate. If you don't believe me, please look at my official card." After that, Yang Zhao took out his waist card and handed it over.

Both are county magistrates, Yang Zhao is much more angry than Zhang Qiuniu, just like the current provincial capital public security director and small county public security director.

Yang Huahua caressed Yang Zhao's waist card, raised her eyebrows and her eyes gradually shone with light. She hurriedly pulled Yang Zhao and said happily: "It's true that you have a promising future. You have been out for so many years, and I still think you forgot me, hurry up! Come in quickly."

She hurriedly turned around and opened the door, then pulled Yang Zhao into the house, but suddenly found that Li Qing, who was standing not far away, saw that he was about the same age as her, but his robe was gently blowing in the wind. It was obviously not a rough guy woven with linen, but he seemed to be wearing better clothes than Yang Zhao.

"Is that your friend?"

Yang Zhao looked back at Li Qing and smiled and said, "He is my brother, but he is a rich rich man."

He waved to Li Qing again and said, "Brother come and talk."

Li Qing walked up to the horse, but his eyes looked up and down at the young woman. She was about twenty-five or six years old. Although her clothes were half old, she had plump figure, coquettish bones, slender eyebrows, and her almond eyes were filled with smoke. Her face was as smooth as white porcelain under the moonlight. Yang Zhao said that she was Yang Yuhuan's third sister, so she should be the famous Lady of Guoguo in history. She had once admired a picture (the picture of Lady Guoguo's outing in spring). The Lady of Guoguo was painted with a hunchback on it, and her face was fat and flat. If the woman in front of her, she still laughed at Li Longji's eyes. Now it seems that the painter couldn't ask for bribes and did it on purpose. However, after being favored in history, this woman lived a debauchery and depravity, which was not a good bird. She had preconceived impressions, and Li Qing felt a little contempt for her.

No matter how contempt he is, he still has to be able to live up to his face. Li Qing smiled and stepped forward to bow to Yang Huahua and said, "My brother Li Qing, I have met the third sister!"

When she heard that Li Qing was a rich man, Yang Huahua smiled happily. She had a hard life in the past two years. First, her husband died early, and then her dependable sister was suddenly demoted to the monk. Her originally wealthy family gradually fell into decline, and she relied on pawns and borrowed money to live. It seemed that God was dissatisfied with the Yang family and threw all the misfortunes to them. But today it seemed that the happy event had come. The third brother Yang Zhao became an official and brought back a rich young man.

"I can't afford to be my uncle's gift, please come in quickly."

Yang Huahua secretly glanced at Li Qing. Seeing that he was tall and broad, he was the kind of man she liked. Although he turned his back to the moonlight and couldn't see his face clearly, it would not be too bad. She was moved in her heart and hurriedly let the two of them into the house, but she couldn't touch the oil lamp for a long time. She had to smile awkwardly: "It's been a long time since the lights are lit. Who did you bring the flint?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire had been lit in Li Qing's hand. With the fire, Li Qing quickly glanced around the house. The room he was standing at was a main hall. There was a Buddhist niche on the middle wall. The light was dim and it was impossible to see which immortals were worshipped. Under the niche was a large bamboo table, and the chair was also woven with bamboo, close to him, with rough workmanship, and the bamboo strips on the back of the bamboo had bounced open, and the pointed and painful life was hurt. On the left side of the niche was an empty door, with a piece of ragged linen cloth hanging as a curtain. It must be the bedroom of Yanghuahua. There was a wing room on both sides of the main hall. The door was empty, but there was not even a broken linen cloth.

Just as Li Qing was looking at the room, Yang Huahua had found the oil lamp from some corner. She picked up the oil pot and shook it. There seemed to be a little oil inside. She poured it on a shallow layer and put it on the fire in Li Qing's hand. A flame as big as a soybean appeared on the mouth of the lamp.

"Where is Hui'er going? Why don't you come to see me?"

Yang Zhao looked around but did not find Yang Huahua's son, and asked in surprise.

"I sent him to my mother's place. I was going to pick him up just now, but you guys came by chance."

Yang Huahua carried the white porcelain pot and poured a bowl of boiled water for each of them. Then she smiled and said, "It's the same with him to pick him up tomorrow. Are you eating? There are still some leftovers under the stove, which may not be enough for you two. Each one is even, I'll get the bowl."

Li Qing and Yang Zhao looked at each other, and Li Qing hurriedly stopped and said, "No, we have our own wine and food, just have the dishes." After that, he got up and went to the yard to pick up the wine and food.

Unexpectedly, when he came back, he suddenly found Er Yang's hands holding each other. Seeing him entering the room, the two hurriedly threw their hands away. Li Qing cursed inwardly: "I'm just a 100-watt light bulb, what else should I find?" He had no choice but to fail to see it, and spread a few oil paper bags on the table with a smile. "This is specially made by my restaurant chef, and the third sister will come and try it!"
Chapter completed!