Chapter 148 Knock

The breeze was holding the freshness of the green willows, and there was still a word of contempt in his ear. Even the eupe did not pay attention to himself. For a moment, Li Yu's mind was full of humiliation.

In this case, it's better to be alive than to survive.

His eyes were closed, and his body began to fall into the pool. Although Xiao Zhouhou noticed it, it was too late. He could only exclaim no and watch Li Yu fall down.

"Farewell, Jiamin, if there is an afterlife, Li Congjia will repay you in this life."

Just as he was about to fall into the pool, his right hand was caught. "The water by the pool is wet, and it is inevitable that his feet are slippery when walking. The marquis should be careful."

The clothes were soaked in the water. Li Yu turned his head and saw the person who had just come in. From the words of the eunuch who led the way, he seemed to be the champion of Jinke.

Before his thoughts came to his senses, he had been pulled up. On the other side, Xiao Zhou hurriedly rushed up and took out his handkerchief to wipe the water stains on Li Yu's body.

"From Jia, what are you going to do?"

There was already a cry in his words. Li Yu's face was full of soul, and not far away, the Qingyi waiter had noticed what happened here, and Yang Yanzhao naturally did not dare to stay longer.

"Marquis, ants are still living secretly, so why insist on the past? It's better for the marquis to keep his life and watch the world quietly."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao left. Xiao Zhou pulled Li Yu to the wooden chair on one side with red eyes. The latter was still lost, but his eyes involuntarily looked at the receding back.

"Brother Yanzhao has done another good deed. According to the principles of Buddhism, he should be better than building a seven-level Futu."

He shook his head to Xiang Minzhong, who spoke in a low voice. Yang Yanzhao sighed, "Maybe, if you don't see it, you won't reach out. Now, I don't know whether it's right or wrong."

His words silenced several people without exception. They all remembered Li Yu's misery at present, as if death was indeed a relief for him.

But Yang Yanzhao was not. Looking at the palace waiter who trotted away, he unconsciously tightened his eyebrows. In the past two days, he has been contaminated with everything that should not be provoked. What should he do next?

On the eve of Shen Shi, all the princes and ministers arrived, but except for Chai Qingyun, the only girl who came was pointed out by Xiao Zhouhou.

When he died, the king of the country was criticized, and even came with his wife. If it hadn't been for everyone present, they would know what the king meant, and there were a lot of people who came forward to humiliate him.

But even so, undisguised sarcasm still appeared from time to time. Li Yu was still sitting there, his face was dull, and Xiao Zhou Hou stood on one side worriedly.

"The Holy Drive is here!"

A sharp voice sounded, and Chai Qingyun, who was secretly drawing a gesture to Yang Yanzhao, bent down and saluted Zhao Guangyi who came with everyone.

"There is no need for courtesy in the Qing family."

The voice seemed to be a little chilly. Yang Yanzhao couldn't help thinking of the previous point of Hong Chao. It seemed that Zhao Guangyi's anger had not dissipated, so he had to be careful.

When he raised his head, Zhao Guangyi had walked to the throne of the high platform. On his side was Empress Li, dressed in a phoenix crown.

After sitting down, Zhao Guangyi looked at the west without a sound. He looked along his eyes, but it was Xiao Zhouhou with his head down and Li Yu, who was expressionless.

Sure enough, those rumors are not catch-and-shadow.

Yang Yanzhao said secretly in his heart that there were only three women in the whole Qionglin banquet, and how embarrassing Xiao Zhouhou's identity was, which was different from the secret summoning into the palace in the past, which was undoubtedly a matter of the obvious appearance.

It's no wonder that Li Yu has the idea of suicide.

However, the other party is the supreme of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Who dares to accuse? At least Yang Yanzhao does not dare, the officials do not dare, and the Empress Li sitting next to him does not dare.

"Gunuch, can we have a banquet first?"

Empress Li asked in a low voice. At this time, Zhao Guangyi took his eyes back and said, "Let's start."

Wang Ji'en, who was on one side, hurriedly said in a shrill voice, "Qionglin banquet, and all officials will take their seats."

The courtiers naturally knew where to sit. Yang Yanzhao and other new scholars were led by eunuchs and sat on the edge of the pool, corresponding to the hundreds of officials.

Li Yu and his wife stood still. Zhao Guangyi wink at Wang Jien. The latter bowed to the west side and raised his head. He was not as submissive as he had just now. He led them to the last position in the second row of officials, just after Zhao Dezhao, the king of Yan.

In this way, the old ministers with half a hundred hair behind them suddenly had dissatisfaction in their hearts, but they didn't dare to be angry with the officials. They all looked at Li Yu and his wife who sat down with a gloomy face.

Zhao Guangyi's mouth showed a shallow smile, and Wang Ji'en continued to shake the dust and said, "Wine!"

The Baishang maid next to her stepped forward and filled the people present with wine. After she retreated, Zhao Guangyi held the jasper in his hand and said loudly, "Today is a banquet for the new scholars of the Song Dynasty. I will drink this cup with you. May my Song Dynasty be prosperous!"

"My emperor is holy!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhao Guangyi glanced left and right. "As is the usual practice of my dynasty, the list is when the white flowers are in full bloom in April, but I can't wait to make the best use of things, people do their best, and the court needs talents to devote all their efforts.

However, even if there is no fragrance of flowers, I will not treat you badly.

Wang Ji'en, the dancer in the Xuan Palace is coming.

He shouted 'Thank you, Lord Long En', and the people in twos and threes began to secretly exchange eyes. Although Zhao Guangyi did not say the reason why he couldn't wait, the old ministers in the officialdom had been mixed up with adult elites. In a word from the king, those who were ministers should speculate about the intention.

The crisp and melodious music sounded. During the banquet, several slender figures began to dance in a wonderful posture. The long sleeves were fluttering, and the lotus steps moved gently, like a few colorful butterflies dancing happily in the forest.

This is the first time that Yang Yanzhao has seen the dance of the Song Dynasty. It is very soft. After a dance, there is still the lingering light dance in his eyes.

But above the high position, Zhao Guangyi frowned slightly and turned his eyes to the expressionless Li Yu, "Violation, the world knows that you are good at singing and dancing. What do you think of the dance just now?"

This question immediately attracted everyone's attention to Li Yu. The latter's stiff face ** a few times, got up and saluted, "Go back to the official's house, the dance posture is soft, the dance is light, like a floating cloud in the air, and like a clear water. The servant thought there should be the charm of Lingbo dance."

Zhao Guangyi nodded slightly, but then turned his speech, "I heard that the violator almost fell into the water?"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao, who lowered his head, obviously felt that two eyes were looking at him. He immediately cried secretly in his heart. A little, a look was withdrawn, and Li Yu's weak voice sounded again, "The minister is not feeling well and narrowly entered the pool. Thank you very much."

"As long as it's okay."

After a while, Zhao Guangyi withdrew his cold eyes from Yang Yanzhao and said in a low voice, but just as the latter was secretly relieved, he raised his heartbeat.

"I heard that it was the champion who rescued him, Yang Jing, is there such a thing?"

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, his scalp was numb for a while. He got up and bent down to salute. "The student happened to pass by. Seeing that the marquis's mistake, he didn't dare to think too much, so he rushed forward.

It is also God's blessing in the Song Dynasty. Otherwise, even if the students work hard, they can't be sure that the marquis is safe and well.

"God bless the Song Dynasty..."

Zhao Guangyi said a few words, and his eyes became sharp. "It's true. Yang Jing, you did a good job."

With such a cold look, this was the second time that Yang Yanzhao met. The last time, it was also Zhao Guangyi, which was still to send troops to the Northern Han Dynasty. However, at that time, he was not a minister of the Song Dynasty, and he was also prepared to be desperate. Naturally, he was not too timid.

But the current situation is very different. In this life, it is all over the government. How can there be a little fault?

"Students are frightened. What Yang Jing did is just to follow the teachings of the saints. In the future, he should also take this as a lesson. He will be loyal and patriotic, and he will paint the ground for the society of the Song Dynasty."

The words are a little slippery, but Yang Yanzhao's tone is very sincere, even with a little excitement, like a disciple who patted his chest and made an oath for the favor of the superior.

My heart was pounding, and my head had been low and I didn't dare to raise it. For a long time, a shout came, "Okay, good word of loyalty and patriotism. Come on, give wine to the new champion!"

Wang Jien held a small green wine pot to fill Yang Yanzhao with a cup. There was envy in the eyes of those fellow scholars behind him, but Yang Yanzhao's back was wet with sweat.

This is Zhao Guangyi's scolding and beating him, but thanks to this opportunity, Yang Yanzhao has an opportunity to show loyalty.

"Queen, did you want to say that you want to watch 'Nishang Feather Dance' two days ago?"

Empress Li was stunned, and then covered her mouth and smiled, "I just said casually. Don't take it seriously."

Zhao Guangyi shook his head with a smile, "It doesn't matter. Today, the Marquis and Mrs. Zheng are all here. With the strength of the two of them, it is enough to reproduce the long-lost Neon feather dance. Is it the Marquis?"

Hearing this, Li Yu, who had been seated for a long time, got up and saluted again, "The officials love it, but the minister has no longer touched the silk bamboo for a long time. I'm afraid he can't play the song.

And Jiamin's body bones have also been uncomfortable recently, and it is difficult to show the dance of Nishang.

"Oh? Is it possible to pretend to refuse to violate the order?

With a soft hum, Zhao Guangyi's face obviously turned cold. Seeing this situation, Xiao Zhouhou also didn't care about etiquette and bowed down and said, "The official's anger is true. The words that Jia said are true. We haven't played Neon for many days. I'm afraid that we will be estranged and lack the interest of the officials and the Empress."

"In this way, Mrs. Zheng Guo's health is not serious?"

Although Xiao Zhou Hou is in his mouth, his eyes have been staring at Li Yu, who is silent, while Zhou Jiamin looks anxious and pulls his sleeves.

Seeing that Zhao Guangyi gradually showed his anger, Xiao Zhou hurriedly said, "Go back to the official family, we are willing to play Nishang, but the jade flute and dance skirt are no longer there, and it is difficult to give full play to the charm of Ni."

"Mrs. Zheng Guo, don't worry. I've been ready for this for a long time."

With that, Zhao Guangyi took the dance skirt and jade flute left and right, and looked at Li Yu horizontally, "Obeying the order, what do you think?"

After being silent for a long time, Li Yu pulled his sleeve out of Xiao Zhou Hou's hand, as if he had tried his best to nod, "I will obey the oracle."