Chapter 57 Dragon Boat Festival

The silver-ribbed secret porcelain bowl is only three inches high. The mouth of the bowl is in the shape of five sunflowers. The outer wall is covered with golden two birds with grass and silver-white flowers. The porcelain color is blue. The so-called "the autumn wind and dew opens more and wins the thousands of peaks and green colors" is the color of the secret porcelain, which contrasts with the iron water-like tea soup. It is fragrant, scattered in the room and wears in harmony. The soft wind makes people intoxicated.

The main person wore a round-neck stone astring narrow-sleeved robe, with a scarf on his head. Wen smiled and said, "This is a thin piece of the canal river, which is very different from purple bamboo shoots. I don't know if He Lang can get used to drinking it?"

"It's the same if you are not used to drinking." He Yi wore dark clothes, wide robes and big sleeves, but it was difficult to hide the stubbornness between his eyebrows. He casually pushed the tea bowl away and didn't even bother to do the politeness stained with his lips. Obviously, his patience in the past few days has been almost used. "Du Lang should know that I't here to drink tea."

Du Furi said gently, "He Lang also asked his uncle about what he did, but his uncle did not tell him. Now that he is not at home, please forgive He Lang!"

"Why has the Duke of the State been in the house for a day during this period?" He Yijian sneered, "In the past, when the emperor of Emperor Xianzong was the prime minister, he strongly supported cutting the vassals. I am the son of the governor of the vassal town. It is also normal for the prince not to let me get what I wanted!"

Seeing Du Furi silent, He Yijian suddenly said, "I heard that Du Lang is indifferent to receiving things. I must be very annoyed these days?"

"He Lang laughed, and the distinguished guests should be accompanied." Du Fu said indifferently.

"Oh, to tell you the truth, today is the last time I came to the door for this matter. Du Lang will be patient for the time being." He Yi seemed to smile but not smile.

Du Furi smiled: "Has it that He Lang has got the answer from elsewhere?"

"Isn't it the saint's sister Princess Yuanxiu?" He Yi wrote lightly, but Du Furi did not move at all and only nodded slightly: "Congratulations to He Lang!"

He Yijian said: "The Duke stopped me from knowing the identity of Princess Yuanxiu. He was nothing more than afraid that I would go to the saint and ask Princess Yuanxiu to surrender. Presumably, the saint did not want to marry his sister far away, and he was worried that it would cause conflicts, but I had made up my mind. Therefore, I wanted to discuss a two-two-all solution with the Duke, but now the Duke has not seen her. Wish to see me, it seems that I can only ask my eldest brother to come forward and mention this matter to the saint!"

He got up from the table and said leisurely, "Please tell Du Lang this to the Duke!"

Du Furi looked calm and nod, "He Lang, don't worry, I will definitely tell my uncle a word!"

"So, goodbye!" He Yijian sneered and brushed her sleeves, "There are many disturbances during this period. Du Lang doesn't have to send it far away!"

Although he said that there was no need to send it again, Du Furi still relied on the etiquette and returned to the main hall. He happened to see a mica screen and turned out an old man in Dai. It was Du Qingtang, who He Yijian could not meet every time he came here. He frowned and said, "Yan Jiuhuai actually lost his words!"

"It's not necessarily him." Du Furi said calmly, "Uncle, have you forgotten? On that day, He Yijian sent Xiahou Fubai to catch up with him in person and fought with Meng Poye!"

"I know if he can't save it." Du Qingtang sighed leisurely, "I thought I could delay the time to slowly persuade Fengchun's child, but now it seems that God does not bless him. Anyway, I and Wei made a kind words to persuade him not to listen, and let He Yijian grind his temper. Son, I don't know if Fengchun's pity on your lord to the extent that he let the blood of the He family splash the Zichen Hall?

Du Furi said indifferently, "He Yijian's words clearly knew that his uncle was deliberately at home. Although this person acted recklessly, he was not unrestrained. The reason why he already knew that it was Princess Yuanxiu, and he wanted to say this before, the purpose was to ask his uncle to turn for him. After all, this is Chang'an. Even if Xiahou Fubai is by his side, how can he be in no danger if the saint is really angry?

"Hey! Does the smelly child also want to plan for the old man? Du Qingtang sneered and said, "Just now, the dark son of Hebei sent a message that this child had a marriage contract with the 17th mother of the Li family in Youzhou, and He Zhifang has even relieved his admiration, and he dares to fantasize about the lord!"

"Alang has always agreed to let your lord fall to alienate the three towns in Hebei? Why are you against it again now?" Du Guanqi, who had been standing in the corner, curled his lips and interrupted.

Du Qingtang hummed: "The three towns in Hebei are of the same, and I can't reach the Chang'an whip. Not to mention Li Shisan's appearance and talent, she alone is Li Xisheng's beloved daughter, and she has been promised to take off the jade pendant. If you really drop your master rashly, I'm afraid you won't live long! The children of the He family are young and ignorant! I agreed to lower your lord in order to instigate the relationship between the three towns in Hebei, but not to kill the golden branches and jade leaves that I had raised in my dream before Tang Dynasty! If it does not have this effect, why should I give the noble lord to the vassal town!" He paced back and forth on the ground for a long time and suddenly said, "Reveal this news to the secret son of the Li family in Chang'an!" Hey! Whether your master declines or not, wait and then, I would like to see if the children of the He family have some real thoughts about you!"

"Li Xisheng is far away in Youzhou, and it is impossible to personally rush to Chang'an to find He Yijian's theory for his daughter. Even He Zhifang is now helpless. Even if He Yijian is in trouble, it is also a matter after returning to Weizhou." Du Furi reminded, "Uncle, let's think about how to deal with He Yijian's threat to personally ask the saint Princess Shang Yuanxiu!"

"What else can I do? He Yijian's son depends on his father, and his official position is not as good as He Huainian. He is not qualified to see the holy face... Let the children of the Yan family find an excuse to get He Huainian out of the door and see how he enters the palace!" Du Qingtang snorted coldly.

The three were discussing when a maid in blue suddenly ran into the hall, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she had big eyebrows and looked quite beautiful. She held a worship box in her hand and said sharply after saluteing, "Alang, Lang Jun! The main house sent invitations. During the Dragon Boat Festival, they held a banquet in Qujiang Furong Garden and invited Langjun in the city to get together for a drink. People came and said that Sanlang and Qilang invited Langjun to go!"

"Oh? Isn't Sanlang still in Shannan Dongdao? Du Furi was surprised and said, "Is it coming back early?"

The maid replied crisply, "Some people said that the saint Zhao Sanlang was changed last month. Now he is on the way, and he will definitely be able to catch up before noon."

"Is that Qilang's idea?" Du Furi asked, "Can someone explain why Qilang wants to have a banquet again?"

The Du family was generous. When the maid heard the words, she covered her mouth and smiled softly and said, "Lang Jun doesn't know that Qilang has gained a new beauty. It is said that she is not only born with national beauty, but also can sing and dance. She is quite poetic. She has the style of Wenjun and Cai Ji. Naturally, she is proud of her heart and naturally refuses to walk at night! It has passed, and the Qingming Festival is unuspicious. Naturally, it is the Dragon Boat Festival!"

Du Jiaqilang has married, but the name of romance is still known all over the city. Du Furi naturally knows the character of this cousin. He laughed dumbly when he heard the words. He thought for a moment and said, "Sanlang has not been an official for two years. It is really inconvenient to refuse this time... At that time, remind me to be accurate. Let's go to the banquet!"