Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 139 Why did you fall down before I even made a move?
Drunk today.

The main hall of this restaurant, the most eye-catching, is a huge circular stage.

More than a dozen beautiful orchids danced on it, showing their enchanting figures and glamorous appearance to the fullest.

If there are more people, it will be Hu Xuanwu that needs more skill and cooperation. Sometimes the guests will jump on the stage to sing and dance with Hu Ji when they are drunk.

The most exaggerated thing is to drive away orchids and jump on them.

Of course, that kind of domineering guest is either rich or expensive, and they are all masters who cannot be provoked.

Meeting people with old grievances, inviting them to fight and dance is also a common occurrence in the competitive Tang Dynasty.

Today no one dares to do that.

Because it is facing the stage, it is a huge semi-open box surrounded by exquisite screens.

This box occupies almost a quarter of the main hall, so that one can not only enjoy the dancing, but also enjoy the banquet.

The ones who can sit inside must be the top honorable children in Chang'an.

In fact, when Shi Siwen of the Hushang Association saw this posture, he initially wanted to invite the other guests away, but Li Qiao refused.

It was precisely through the mouths of those guests that the news of Li Yuanfang's attendance at the banquet was conveyed. There was no outsider, but it was not beautiful.

At this moment, he started to talk: "It's still according to the specifications of Shaowei Banquet. It's expensive and not expensive. Every dish must be the most meticulous, understand?"

The Tail Burning Banquet is a feast that is only held when scholars take office as new officials, or when officials are promoted.

In the reign of Emperor Zhongzong, the official specifications were even set by the imperial court. At this time, it was just a private banquet.

Zui Jinzhao has two major signs, the first is fine wine, and the second is this famous feast.

And Li Qiao knew that Zuijinzhao's fine wine was famous, so he waved his hand and asked his servant to bring the famous wine he brought: "Warm this wine well for the honored guests."

When Shi Siwen smelled the aroma of the wine, he was very surprised: "It is so fragrant and mellow, could it be Lanling? I heard that this wine is not only made of special water, but also contains concoctions of sandalwood, clove and clove, and honey Seasoning, no matter how drunk you are, you won’t have a headache and dry mouth, so lucky to see you today!”

Li Qiao knew it wasn't that exaggerated, nodded slightly and said, "Get ready!"

The other aristocratic gentlemen were talking and laughing on their own.

Especially the one sitting in the main seat, with an arrogant face and a slight self-possession.

Hearing this, he suddenly said: "Li Yuanfang was born in Liangzhou, so he probably likes grapes. Can he taste Lanling?"

Li Qiao's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly waved his hands to make Shi Siwen retreat, and then said in a low voice, "Sichong, why do you have to do this..."

Li Sichong said calmly: "You have been an official for a long time and are too cautious. The Liangzhou barbarian hasn't come yet. When he comes, I will give him a good face."

The rest of the people also laughed and said: "What Da Lang said is very true, he refused before, but now he is not trying to curry favor, that's all it is!"

"Others are fifteen-year-old fifth-rank officials, the sage expects them to be successful, and you all depend on your family's shade at thirty. None of you are fifth-rank. What qualifications do you have to laugh at?"

Li Qiao sighed inwardly, a little regretful that he shouldn't have softened his ears, and let those incompetent brothers in the family also follow, just him and Li Sichong were actually enough.

But he looked at Li Sichong again.

Others are fine, Li Qiao really doesn't understand why the prime minister's eldest son is still in the sixth rank.

It stands to reason that after the age of thirty, it is entirely feasible to rise to the fifth rank.

Oh, you said Li Sichong didn't make any contribution?
This is not an inner guard with a clear promotion. In the normal official position system, no fault is credit.

If the prime minister's eldest son is not young and high-quality, does he look down on the prime minister or the officials?

However, Li Jingxuan's deeds made many people admire him very much, and many scholars wrote poems and recited them.

This is a generation of virtuous ministers who will never rely on cronyism.

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Sichong frowned again and said, "You really came to the appointment on time, let me wait for the prime minister, tsk tsk, this person is as arrogant as ever!"

Li Yan did come in by pinch.

There was no clock in ancient times, but every hour passed, Chang'an would beat drums.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, he walked into the drunken court dressed in casual clothes.

Li Qiao was overjoyed when he saw it, and went up to greet him: "Yuan Fang!"

Private gatherings are not suitable for official positions, and Li Yan also called him "Jushan!"

He came to the table and bowed his hands to everyone: "I'm late, everyone forgive me!"

Everyone had already got up and returned their salutes one after another, while Li Sichong was smiling, his face completely different from that of just now: "We have long admired the reputation and can't wait to come here, haha!"

The other honorable children also echoed, and for a while, it was like meeting old friends, enjoying themselves happily.

Li Qiao began to introduce one by one, Li Yan didn't even remember the name in his heart, but started to look at Li Sichong.

This is the eldest son of Li Jingxuan who participated in the Jinglong coup in history and was killed in failure.

The Jinglong coup was launched by Li Xian's prince Li Chongjun, but all of them went to the Xuanwu Gate. Li Xian came forward and fell short.

In addition, Li Sichong also participated in the Shenlong coup that overthrew Wu Zetian, and was awarded the Minister of Industry and General Zuo Yulin.

He participated in the two coups before and after, with no specific credit, one success and one failure, and his family was ruined.

This is one of the few records of this person in historical materials.

Of course, those things are too far away from now. At this time, Li Sichong is still in his early thirties, and he is also at his peak.

Because his father, Li Jingxuan, is at the peak of power.

It is indeed a great face to welcome Li Yan like this, Li Qiao is a little relieved.

Originally, the entertainments of the high-ranking scholars were all superficial brothers, hypocritical dealings, and people carrying people in bridal sedan chairs.

Walk around a lot, and when interests are connected in the future, things will be easier to handle!
Li Yan entered the table and served wine and food.

Lan Ling offered it, and Li Yan tasted it, it was indeed a good taste, and he couldn't help nodding.

Everyone talked about the scene, and saw that Li Yan was neither cold nor enthusiastic. A noble son who did not want to be named rolled his eyes and suggested with a smile: "Drinking so much, it's easy to get drunk and tasteless, why not drink alcohol, Yuan Fang thinks how?"

In the habit of the Tang Dynasty, when drinking, there was often a drinking order, that is, to set a rule, let the people present do things in turn, applause if they did it right, and punish them with wine if they didn't do it well. Drinking orders are the most important test of school knowledge and quick wit.

Li Yan smiled modestly: "Wen Mo is not my director. When I am at home on weekdays, I only read "Fanglin Yaolan", "Chengui" and "Yaoshan Yucai". I will not show my shame here."

Xungui's disciples sneered: "What's there to read about those, let me tell you..."

"Cough cough!!"

Li Qiao coughed wildly, and interrupted directly: "Yuan Fang is eager to learn, diligently studying the books given by the sages, empresses, and princes, he is really a role model for my generation!"

Don't talk nonsense if you don't have enough levels, okay, I almost choked to death just now!
All honored children: "..."

Li Yan eats vegetables.

Another noble son who did not want to be named looked at the dancing Hu Ji on the round stage, and said with a smile: "In this situation, it is hard to find a confidant. Yuan Fang has no literary prosperity, so you and I dance together and sing a song loudly." how?"

The atmosphere of the times is such that even if the Shandong gentry claim to have a strict family style, they must master the sound and dance skills, otherwise they will be regarded as lonely people.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Qiao coughed again: "Yuan Fang danced and danced to congratulate, to wish the saints happy, to show the country's joyful state, and has always been praised by everyone."

Everyone eats and drinks, chats and chats, isn't it good to warm up the relationship, and want to show off in front of the king of dancing?

All honored children: "..."

Li Yan eats vegetables.

There were still people who did not give up. The third son of Xungui, who did not want to be named, greeted Hu Ji: "Come on, put on the persuasion."

Not long after, a naive persuading Hu was placed in the center of the table.

It was a tumbler-like porcelain statue, very delicately made, with one hand pointing forward.

In educated gatherings, singing and drinking orders, in uneducated gatherings, it is all about luck.

There is a turntable effect under this porcelain statue, turn the base, and whoever points the finger at the end will drink.

The son of Xungui looked at the persuading Hu and smiled.

Are you out of luck now?
Li Yan also smiled.

Sure enough, the persuading wine shop kept turning around, and everyone drank one glass of wine after another, no matter how they turned around, they couldn't turn around him.

Even Li Qiao was surprised this time.

How to do it?
Luck at 12 o'clock, what about making trouble with you?

All honored children: "..."

Li Yan eats vegetables.

Why did you fall down before I made a move?
Well, enjoy the delicious food.

Anyway, it's all a private table, and those people's saliva can't be sprayed here, the burnt tail feast is really delicious.

In the future, you can order takeaway and let Zui Jinzhao pack it to your door.

Seeing that Li Yan was almost finished eating, Li Sichong finally couldn't hold back anymore, raised his glass and said with a smile: "It's better to be famous than to meet, Yuan Fangguo is a strange person, I respect you!"

Li Yan then put down his chopsticks and picked up the wine glass again: "Brother Sichong, please!"

This kind of name, with a touch of respect in the intimacy, Li Sichong's expression softened, and his smile became a little more sincere: "Please!"

What he didn't know was that Li Yan just thought his expression was amusing, and it also meant to obtain information.

After drinking a full cup, Li Yan asked, "I don't know what position Brother Sichong holds now?"

Li Sichong's tone suddenly softened: "I take the post of Fu Baolang."

Fu Baolang, from the sixth rank, belongs to the inspection department in front of the palace, in charge of seals or gold and silver medals, and is a very marginal official.

The point is, if Li Sichong was a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice Wai Lang six years ago, then his rank has not changed at all in the past six years, and the power in his hands is still small.

Li Yan's eyes flickered.

Li Jingxuan is definitely not that kind of person, if he arranges such a position for his son...

He thought about it, but he still had to say: "This job serves in front of the palace, and the work is tempered, which shows Li Shilang's painstaking efforts."

Li Sichong had heard this kind of words too much, so that he had a rebellious mentality, and a trace of impatience flashed between his brows.

Unexpectedly, what Li Yan said next was quite different from those clichés: "However, in my humble opinion, with Brother Sichong's heroic demeanor, taking this position is a shame!"

Few dared to say this, Li Sichong's eyes lit up slightly: "Yuan Fang really thinks so?"

Li Yan said with a smile: "Brother Sichong's family has a long history, he embraces raw jade, he should have good morals and talents, how can he be inferior to Fu Baolang, although Li Shilang has good intentions, but he really wronged Brother Sichong!"

Li Sichong laughed and became really happy: "It's too good! It's so good!"

Different people's praises have different effects. He has heard too many flattering words from those honorable children around him, and he doesn't feel anything.

But this man, who has always been honest, can say this at the risk of offending the prime minister, it is really pleasant to hear.

Li Sichong felt that the Liangzhou barbarian had become quite pleasing to the eye, so he got up and invited him: "Yuan Fang, how about dancing to a song?"

Li Yan: "..."

Failed!
Li Yan has already integrated into the times, and he is completely used to dancing alone, but he is still not sensitive to dancing with big men.

This is also the reason why he doesn't like to socialize with these honorable children, and he has to stick to it every now and then.

Fortunately, at this moment, Orchid on the high platform retreated, and a few actors came on stage and began to perform small plays.

After the singing and dancing shows, there are theatrical performances, which is also the reason why Zuijin's business is booming, which is equivalent to having a show every night.

And this little play on the stage tells the story of a dutiful son who tasted dung for his father in the Southern Dynasties.

An official in the Southern Dynasties, within ten days after becoming a county magistrate, felt flustered and uncomfortable. He felt that something was going on at home, so he resigned immediately and went home.

When I got home, it turned out that my father was sick.

The doctor told him that if he wanted to know whether his father's condition was serious or not, he could only tell by tasting the feces. Soon after, his father died of illness.

Let's not talk about the flaws, at this time when the performance was on stage, everyone in the audience looked at it with a very solemn expression, and the barbarians stopped drinking and dared not make a sound.

Especially when the actor reached a climax and tasted the sweetness, Li Sichong's eyes suddenly turned red, he covered his eyes with his hands, and his shoulders trembled.

But it seemed that he still couldn't suppress the pain in his heart, and big drops of tears slid down his cheeks.

Li Yan was stunned: "This is...?"

Is Lee Kyung Hyun dead?Why doesn't he know?Haven't eaten yet!

Li Qiao quickly explained: "Sichong is kind and filial, this means that I miss my mother again!"

Other honorable children also spoke out one after another.

Some praised Li Sichong's pure filial piety, some began to beat their chests and feet, and cried loudly, and some wished they could also rush to the stage to perform together.

"The legacy of the Northern and Southern Dynasties..."

Li Yan was very speechless.

No way, this is also the main theme of society, performing filial piety.

Your simple filial piety, silently supporting your parents is no good, you must show it, the more exaggerated the better.

Li Zhi is the best example. How did Da Ci'en Temple come about? He cried when he heard the name of Empress Wende.

When Li Shimin was seriously ill, he served him all night without sleep. Although he also did other things, it was not important.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, Li Yan's eyes moved, and he suddenly asked Li Qiao who was sitting next to him: "Brother Sichong's mother, how long has it been since she passed away, and she is still so sad?"

Although the question was a bit abrupt, Li Qiao did not doubt that he was there. After all, the longer the time, the more he remained so sad, and the more filial he seemed, and said, "It's been five years..."

"Five years ago?"

Li Yan's eyes turned cold: "I see, he is really filial!"

(End of this chapter)