Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 277 The suona is blowing!

"Mr. Gong, don't report my real name after entering."

When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Li Yan said lightly.

Gong Siguang showed an expression that I understood: "Definitely!"

Li Yan continued: "Xue Le, send Fu'er and Wan'er back to the post."

The little prince poked his probe inside curiously, but Wan'er sensed a familiar smell of the case from the master's tone.

When she left, she was a little bit reluctant, and secretly vowed that she would really help Master in the future.

But Gong Siguang saw the two children leaving, he said in puzzlement: "Li Jiyi, the courtyard is very big, the first gathering was no different from normal, there is no need to shy away from it."

Li Yan didn't bother to talk to him.

Gong Siguang felt that he understood again, and said with a smile: "Understood, this is going to be a big fight, please rest assured, this Yan Duzhi will definitely not disappoint Li Jiyi."

Li Yan thought for a while, and first got to know the situation: "There used to be four most famous women in Pingkang Square in Chang'an. How many people are there in Luoyang? What is the status of this lady Yan?"

Gong Siguang hurriedly said: "I have three ladies in Luoyang that I know well, and this lady Yan is ranked first. She is not keen on high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but treats literati and scholars very politely. The literati in Luoyang feel honored to be able to participate in the Wenjiu meeting hosted by Yan Duzhi!"

"I heard that Yan Duzhi's cage is full of poems, calligraphy and paintings of good guests. She regards these things as priceless treasures, and takes little care of gold and silver treasures."

"She is absolutely unique among the ladies of Duzhi, like a green lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained."

Seeing the admiration overflowing from Gong Siguang's eyebrows, Li Yan let out a sigh: "That's unfortunate, I don't know how to recite poems against others."

Gong Siguang smiled and said: "Li Jiyi, don't be modest, you are from the Li family in Longxi, and you are so handsome, how can you not know how to recite poems?"

Li Yan looked at him: "It seems that you really don't understand me at all. I grew up in Liangzhou, and my martial arts are not bad. It is no problem for me to kill the enemy on the battlefield. It is impossible for me to be arty."

Gong Siguang was stunned.

Li Yandao: "I am a high-ranking official, and I don't like reciting poems against others. It seems that it just doesn't suit the preferences of this lady Yan. How about I go?"

"Absolutely not!"

Gong Siguang was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Actually, I forgot to say something just now, Mrs. Yan may also like high officials and dignitaries..."

He was flexibly flexing his hobbies when he heard footsteps coming from inside.

The courtyard door opened, and a fake mother with exquisite makeup came out: "Hello Goro! Hello, distinguished guest!"

Gong Siguang was full of anger, and immediately vented on her: "Why are you so slow? Did you crawl over?"

The fake mother bent down again and again: "Forgive Wulang, forgive Wulang, there are still guests in the courtyard, and I have to entertain them."

Gong Siguang's expression suddenly became gloomy: "I'm here, why don't the guests leave?"

There was no appointment here, and it was normal for there to be other people in Lady Yan's courtyard, but just now she purposely yelled loudly to tell the guests inside to get out of here.

Li Yan was at the side, but he thought of the scene where the evil slaves in Wu Minzhi's mansion yelled at that time, and Mrs. Shu San hurriedly sent herself, Qiu Shenji, and An Shengan away through the back door, and then Qiu Shenji was blocked, and Wu Minzhi later appeared. case.

Didn't expect yesterday to reappear, and now it's me who came and forced the people inside?

Has the dragon slayer become a dragon...

If it wasn't triggered by talent, it meant that some kind of intense conflict was in the stage of eruption. He wanted to try to prevent the murder in advance, so he would definitely turn around and leave.

Li Yan secretly made a decision: "Jealousy in the Fireworks Land is the most boring thing. I'll go in and have a look later. If it's a swinger who committed suicide, then I'll count it as an official gift..."

However, Gong Siguang was very proficient, and waved his hand: "Let them leave, don't pretend to delay, and play that set of tricks of praising the high and trampling the low!"

The false mother showed her embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "The concubine would never dare to pretend to shirk in front of Wu Lang. There are really many people here, including Qi Lang from your mansion, and Mr. Zheng Lang."

Gong Siguang's face finally changed: "Zheng Wenming is here today?"

Li Yan's eyes moved: "Who is this person?"

Gong Siguang said in a low voice: "The only son of Governor Zheng."

Li Yan suddenly realized that this is the son of the highest official in Luoyang.

There are two chief executives in Luoyang. The one at the county level is the Luoyang Order, and the one at the prefecture level is the Luozhou Governor.

It seems a bit awkward to include the chief executive of the capital into the ranks of governors. When Li Longji promoted Yongzhou, where Chang'an is located, to Jingzhao Prefecture, and Luozhou, where Luoyang is located, to Henan Prefecture, the governor of Luozhou automatically became Henan Yin. status is independent.

This position should be familiar to future generations, such as the famous Kaifeng Governor Bao Zheng, although Bao Zheng in history has never been Kaifeng Governor~
No matter what it was called, before the imperial court moved here, the governor of Luozhou was the highest official in Luoyang. No matter how arrogant Gong Siguang was, he couldn't help but flinch when he heard that the second generation of the biggest official in Luoyang was inside.

But he changed his mind: "No, this is Li Yuanfang next to me, what am I afraid of?"

He glanced at Li Yan, seeing that the big guy had no intention of leaving, he immediately felt at ease, and immediately became imposing: "So what if Zheng Wenming is inside? Lady Yan must entertain us tonight, go in!"

The fake mother observed the words and expressions, and realized that it was a fox pretending to be a tiger, so she immediately turned her attention to Li Yan, turned her body to this side very naturally, and said respectfully: "Please, honored guest! Please, Goro!"

Li Yan walked in.

Small bridges and flowing water, dense bamboo forests, and small works in the courtyard are elegant and delicate.

Even a few walls away, even after the curfew, the brightly lit Beishi City still has a sense of serenity in a paradise.

When they came to the front of the hall, all the people inside looked over with different expressions.

Gong Siguang took the first step, clasped his fists, laughed and said: "Zheng Langjun, Lao Qi, and Yan all know, please forgive me for disturbing you! This friend of mine, Jiu Mu knows his name, and I have to go to Luoyang for the first time today. By the grace of the Lord!"

Everyone's eyes turned, and Li Yan gave himself a suitable pseudonym: "Li Zhengying, I have met you all."

The first one to stand up was a thin man with a handsome appearance, a slightly pale complexion, and a very elegant demeanor: "I'm Zheng Hui, who is civilized and has met Li Langjun."

A woman stood up on the mat next to him, with a slender figure, covered with a veil, only showing a pair of eyes, saluted, and did not speak.

Standing up with them was a tall man, well dressed, with a yellow flower in his hair and feet, and said with a smile: "Fifth Brother wants to be a friend, we all understand, but we can't help being a little anxious... Ha, I His name is Gong Taoguang, his style name is Fengzheng, and he met Brother Li."

As soon as the three of them appeared, the other scribes at the table also got up and introduced them.

As for the owner of this place, Yan Duzhi, he stood in the center of the hall, dressed in blue, with a cold demeanor, and his attitude was quite cold at this time: "I have seen Mr. Li and Mr. Gong, please!"

"Please!"

When everyone was seated, Gong Siguang still wanted to speak, Li Yan said calmly: "The beauty of the day should not be let down, everything is business as usual, just to appreciate Yan Duzhi's talent."

Gong Siguang immediately shut his mouth.

Seeing that this dandy who has always been a jerk is so obedient, everyone was surprised, and they couldn't help but look at Li Yan again.

Lee Jung Young?
I've never heard of this person, is it from the Li family in Longxi, or the Li family in Zhaojun?

However, Li Yan noticed that the only person who didn't look at him was Yan Duzhi.

This woman's eyes almost fell on Zheng Hui, and Zheng Hui also kept staring at Yan Duzhi with affectionate eyes.

Gong Siguang also noticed the same, and leaned over and said in a low voice: "Li Jiyi, the one who talked about poetry with Lady Yan before was this Zheng Wenming, the two of them must have hooked up early, it won't work like this!"

Li Yan ignored him and observed every guest.

I looked around and found nothing.

There is no doubt that it is much more difficult to stop crime than to investigate after death.

There are more than ten guests in the hall. We all know that there are more than [-] ladies, false mothers, serving maids, and musicians playing beside them.

Although the consciousness-only eye consciousness is good at observing the subtle expressions of people, but in this atmosphere, everyone wears a mask. It is impossible for someone who wants to harm someone, so he is completely dark, staring at the victim secretly, and thinking that he is someone else. Can't find it.

Li Yan looked around without any effort, and turned to look at the center.

The talent show has begun.

Amidst the booing of the crowd, Zheng Hui, the son of the governor, came to the side of the hall, in front of a row of musical instruments.

There are many kinds of these instruments, ranging from guzheng to konghou to big and small pipas, from long and piccolo to shengxiao to silk and bamboo, there are nearly [-] categories, and they are very complete, even Jiegu and suona.

Zheng Hui picked up the suona and began to sing: "The meaning of the waves is unbelievable, and the sentiment is also sad. All the gallops are bold, and the eyebrows are as close as possible. The flower pendant has a sun, and the moon sinks without a date. Ning Yan hides the hill behind , the grass will leave."

Yan Duzhi saw it, and immediately came to the side of the hall, took the zither, and started walking.

Everyone expressed their expectations, including Li Yan, who became curious.

It has been known for a long time that the lady is quick-witted, and when guests compose poems impromptu, they must recite poems in the shortest possible time to echo.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a poem can be completed in seven steps, which is the professional ability that everyone knows that women must have, and it is also the place that literati and refined scholars like them most.

What about this lady Yan now?

She did not disappoint everyone. Before reaching the seventh step, she wrote a poem and sang in a clear voice: "Drinking in the last spring to heal the sick, this evening is the saddest. Once the dream is over, the wind and flowers will be crazy for a few days." .The lonely luan just looks in the mirror, and the lonely swallow returns home lazily. The generosity can be shown, and there is a drink with sourness."

The two looked at each other, came to the hall to sing and dance, all the scribes clapped their hands and applauded at the table, and some of them were even more mesmerized and unrestrained.

Li Yan also clapped his hands.

Not only are the poems quick and witty, but the singing voice and music are also superb, and the dance is pleasing to the eye.

It's no wonder that everyone knows that the lady is sought after by so many people, and how many people are crazy to be able to post with such a top talented woman every day.

It's just that the poems of the two are all about the things that have passed away, which means mourning the dead, and with the singing, there is even a strong sense of sadness.

At the next moment, Yan Niang played the guzheng, Zheng Hui put the suona to his lips, and played it to his heart's content.

Li Yan: "..."

Cooperate with him.

It's also very atmospheric!

(End of this chapter)