Chapter 41 Du's Day

When the princes and ministers in the Zichen Hall were on the verge of breaking out, in Jing'an Square, Chang'an, there was an old house that obviously experienced wind and rain. In the backyard, a vibrant wisteria exhaled fragrance. This dynasty's poetry immortal once had a saying: wisteria hanging cloud trees, flowers in spring, dense leaves hidden singing birds, fragrant wind left beauty.

At this moment, there is a short couch under the flower shelf. In front of the couch, a bottle of Celadon carved pine patterns lies on the top of the incense burner. The cigarettes in the stove are fragrant, and the breeze blows, lingering around the couch. It's just that in the ethereal of cigarettes, there is no beauty, but an old man in brocade seems to close his eyes leisurely, which is disappointing.

In a quiet school, there was a slow knocking sound from the corridor at the corner of the corridor. Before long, a young man dressed in white and undecorated broad-sleeved Confucian clothes appeared. The young man was handsome and not yet old enough to reach the crown, but there was no usual flying and domineering between his eyebrows, but a peaceful However, he seemed to have just taken a bath, and his long wet black hair spread on his shoulders, walking carelessly, as if he were a Gao Shi from Wei and Jin.

If you just look at it from behind him, you can see his right hand behind him, wearing an obviously old jade. The original jade is white and greasy, but at this moment, it is faintly showing the tooth color, which makes his hands particularly white and slender.

The teenager slowly walked down the corridor, and his teeth printed several traces on the moss of the courtyard, like a picture scroll. His eyes fell to the end of the couch - in the curling thin smoke, and a secret porcelain bowl was quietly placed there. Half a bowl of cold medicine was left in the bowl of medicine, and the smell of medicine was diluted by the aroma. If he hadn't seen it, it would be difficult to detect.

"Uncle!"

The teenager stood by the bedside for a moment, bent down to take some medicine and tasted it, frowned and called.

Du Qingtang seems to have never heard of it, but he is still motionless.

The teenager shook his head: "My uncle's disease is wind chill, but this medicine is to nourish the qi and nourish the spirit. It seems that the kitchen is wrong. No wonder my uncle hasn't finished drinking it. In this case, wait for my nephew to decoct a dose of the cold contained in the Qianjin prescription!"

"Wait!" Du Qingtang immediately opened his eyes.

"My uncle did this lonely bed and the medicine on the edge of the bed, but I don't know who he is going to calculate today?" The teenager also said casually and asked with a smile.

Du Qingtang sighed, "What Fuer said, will my uncle calculate people all day long?"

"The general manager said that his uncle used the same method to calculate the master." Du Furi, a teenager, smiled and sat down looking for an empty space by the bed. Youyou recalled, "At that time, the master had just arrived in Chang'an and didn't know his uncle's nature. His uncle first saved him from embarrassment, and then deceived the master with a bowl of medicine taken by the remaining people. This matter was taken as a lifelong shame by the master... My uncle fried this wrong medicine today and left half a bowl on the edge of the bed. Isn't it a trick to do it again?

"You unworthy nephew!" Du Qingtang angrily asked, "At that time, I was in a position and a powerful minister, but I pretended to be sick and died in front of a rich man in the city like the resentful woman in the boudoir, and it was rumored that all the hopeful people in Chang'an were going to laugh out their teeth! What is it for? Isn't it to help you? Although Yan Jibei is a little circuitous, in terms of martial arts, it is Xiahou Fubai, the first master in Hebei now. He will be willing to bow down when he sees him!" With that, Du Qingtang sighed with regret, "How good would it be if Yan was still in Chang'an? How dare the children of the He family be so public?"

Du Furi shook his head: "Master doesn't love power conspiracy. Even if he is in Chang'an and his uncle hasn't calculated him, he may not be willing to intervene."

"So I look down on these heroes!" Du Qingtang snorted, "The reason why Yan Jibei owed me a favor at the beginning was that he took his young apprentice to Chang'an to seek medical treatment from Geng Jingzhai. As a result, he didn't even have the money to live in the store, and he still wanted to enter Geng's house? With his skills, there is no problem for thousands of night thieves to rob hundreds of families a day, casually looking for a fat sheep on the street to drag them to the shabby alley to 'borrow' dozens of pieces of golden leaves! He is a master of a generation, but he would rather buy art on the street than... Well, he acts so cheaply! He came all the way to Chang'an with his only disciple, but he almost buried himself! This incommutable stupid head deserves to be tricked by the old man! Look at the favorite apprentice he taught! Yan Jiuhuai is also quite famous in Chang'an City. It's easy to say that Tanwan Langhaochu, Akamaru Kui Shou... After so many years, he is not a disciple of the market!"

"My uncle was full of resentment when he mentioned his master today, but what's the difficulty in the court?" Du Furi ignored his complaints, smiled indifferently and asked directly.

Du Qingtang really stopped and sighed for a long time: "Wei Zuo didn't listen to the persuasion. Today, we will invite Princess Yuanxiu Xu and He Yijian!"

"I heard that Princess Yuanxiu is the sister of the saint, and the saint's love is far more than the lords. Now that the vassal towns are divided by various places, the envoys are becoming more and more arrogant, and they still take the three towns in Hebei as the most. Even if the real golden branches and jade leaves fall, they may not be treated with courtesy. The saints are reluctant to give up." Du Furi nodded calmly. Although he had never been an official, he did not go out to gain fame. Influenced by Du Qingtang, he was not unfamiliar with the affairs in the court. At this moment, he could naturally catch up with the words.

"Fengchun's original qualification is far less than that of Emperor Xianzong!" Du Qingtang said contemptuously, "What's more, how old he was when he ascended the throne? How many years is it now? There is no king of a country who should be broken! Wei Zao was single-minded to support him to become a wise king... Tutut, fortunately, he just ascended the throne and drove me out of power. Otherwise, as his prime minister, I will be exhausted by him sooner or later! If you are not tired to death, you will also be angry to death - if the Emperor Xianzong is still alive and does not need to speak at all, he will try to promote this matter, and then take the opportunity to alienate the three towns of Hebei to make them care of themselves. At the same time, they will free their hands to clean up the rest of the most disobedient vassal towns one by one... Nowadays, there are many vassal towns, but there are no three towns like Hebei Generations of intermarriage are like a country, so that Chang'an has no way to start! Such an opportunity like falling from the sky, as the son of heaven, Fengchun's child can't see it without long eyes. The minister said, but he still refused to accept advice because of brother and sister! Emperor Xianzong knows that he will also be so angry that he will spit blood!"

Du Qingtang was obviously angry about this matter. He was a Fengchun child and cursed without respect.

"My uncle persuaded Wei Xiang to be fruitless. Won't he think of any other way?" Du Furi looked indifferent and seemed to have been used to Du Qingtang's wild words at home. He shook his head and said, "I don't believe it."

It's okay not to mention this matter. As soon as he mentioned this matter, Du Qingtang said angrily, "I took care of the child of the Yan family a few days ago. That child is worthy of growing up in the market. Yesterday, Princess Yuanxiu drove out of the court by him to get the news. Since she came out of Princess Pingjin's mansion, she was led to Chongyifang by the Yan family. I saw it, but Although this noble master was raised by Empress Zhaoxian, he hasn't even learned any of the demeanor of the Wang family!"

He was amazed: "I just saw the Yan family's children flirting with her and laughed a few words. The Lord actually smashed the full set of secret tea sets I specially brought and let me change clothes there... By the way, you don't have to give him the money for watching chess this month. Yesterday, I saw the master The crisis not only stood by, but also said in front of your master and servant that I was asking for it! That's not true! I raise such a housekeeper... Is it special to humiliate yourself?

Du Furi was not affected by his wordy and reminded him of the topic: "How is the talk between uncle and Princess Yuanxiu?"

"Alas, is it necessary to talk about how the daughter of the Li family was raised? The golden branches and jade leaves raised in the brocade pile are more delicate than the other, but they don't want to be loyal to the country at all!" Du Qingtang was even more disappointed, "Although the tail of the three towns in Hebei are not big, they have been exchanged for hundreds of years, and they can't get rid of the hands of the people in the Han Dynasty. He Yijian is the same age as you. I heard that he is also handsome and the only son of He Zhifang. He Zhifang can successfully inherit Wei Bo's position without killing his brother like He Zhifang, such as What does this person not deserve to be worthy of your master? Speaking of which, the two of them have met once, but your Lord doesn't want to!"

"Is that what your master said? Is there any reason?"

Du Qingtang hummed: "If she agrees to go back to the palace last night, she should take the initiative to find Fengchun's child. Wei Zuo has not arrived until now. It must be because the content he played angered Fengchun and is now kneeling on the Zichen Hall!"

He sighed, "This move may be useful to deal with people like Emperor Taizong, but now the one on the throne..."

Du Qingtang shook his head calmly: "It's just a humiliation!"