The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 227 Mistress Guangde Princess
Early in the winter morning, the sun shines through the slightly open window lattice, the lingering smoke rises from the stove, the warm water brought by the maid is put on the wooden frame, and the plump figure comes down from the edge of the bed. With the sound of splashing water, the woman wrings out the towel, turns around and hands it to her. The figure on the bed.

"Just now I heard from the people in charge outside that Princess Guangde wants to invite her uncle to the house?"

"Well, when I went to Longzhou, His Highness wrote a letter, saying that he would hold a banquet for me when I came back." Geng Qing washed his face, put on his shoes and socks, stretched his muscles and bones, stretched his arms, and let the The servant girl took the robe and put it on for him, and looked at the back of the wooden frame and copper basin, "However, there should be other things. After all, they entered Chang'an and drove her emperor away. I have to say something." What."

Bai Yunxiang wiped off the water stains on her hands, turned her head, and said worriedly: "Then take more people there."

"What are you thinking about?" Geng Qing smiled, flicked the woman's forehead with her finger, and walked to the door after fastening her belt, "She is a princess and also my teacher's wife, if there is any danger, just bring Jiuyu with her."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out. The cold morning wind hit his face, and the warmth of his body quickly faded. He couldn't help but feel a chill. He straightened the fur collar on his shoulders and walked quickly to the front yard , Walking through the long corridor, the maids and servants I met in the courtyard hurriedly separated to the sides and bowed their heads. Some of them were familiar with Geng Qing and knew that he was kind to his servants, but it was different from the past. I heard that many soldiers of the Longyou Army who attacked Chang'an obeyed the command of the master.

The power is in the body, and it has to be feared.

There is actually a reason why Geng Qing treats his servants kindly. The people who serve him around him are a great guarantee for his family's safety.

Walking past a few maidservants, I probably understood what these people were thinking, just like before I smiled at them and said: "Let's go, the rules at home are not so strict."

Several maidservants lowered their heads, glanced at the master's house going away, looked at each other, got up and came together, whispered something with a smirk, and walked past the corridor eaves chattering, and was awakened by the dry cough of the steward in the courtyard. Shenfu saluted and hurried away.

When Geng Qing came to the front yard, Jiuyu and Dou Wei were people close to him, and they had only suspended their posts in the army. Most of them would be here to wait for orders. When they came, there was one more person in Zhongtang. He leaned lazily on the chair, and when he saw Geng Qing, he just casually raised his hand as a greeting.

"I heard that the woman from the Li family is looking for you?"

The maid brought hot tea, Geng Qing sat down and took a sip. Hearing the wounded man ask him, he smiled and put down the teacup, "Ms. Madam has a call, so I will go there. Besides, she is from the Li family, let me say something for her. It’s okay to listen to it.”

Saying that, let the kitchen set up breakfast, and the four of them gathered around the table to eat while discussing the progress of Li Jiji, Zhao Zhouyi and others in taking down the prisoners. As soon as the second quarter of the hour passed, they tidied up and prepared gifts. Geng Qing only brought Jiuyu, and took a carriage to the former consort's mansion. If it was in the afternoon, it would have a bad influence on a widowed woman, let alone her own mistress.

Soon, passing through Baiguan Mansion Avenue, the carriage stopped in front of a mansion. As before, there was a pair of stone lions in front of the gate, but a lot of moss was mottled in the corners, and the word 'Yu Mansion' was still written on the door plaque. It can be concluded that the princess of Guangde loved her dead husband deeply.

Geng Qing walked into the eaves of the door and slapped the copper ring on the lacquered red door. After a while, someone came over and opened the door a crack. Guest, please go back, both of you."

"Old man, my surname is Geng, my name is Qing, and my name is Jichang. I'm a student of the son-in-law." He said, and he handed in the invitation card together with the greeting card. Why don't you wait outside first, the little old man went to ask the steward and let him have a look."

Geng Qing smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you."

The door was closed again, and soon after the sound of footsteps went away, he came back again, and the heavy mansion door opened. Beside the old man in the porter, there was an old man around fifty years old. When he saw Geng Qing and Jiuyu, he bowed his hands and saluted, then stood Go to the side and invite two people to go in.

"The concierge is illiterate and doesn't understand the contents above, so he's neglecting you two. Please come with me. His Highness is over there in the Buddhist hall."

"Please."

Geng Qing nodded, and brought Jiuyu and the old steward into the mansion. The buildings and furnishings in the mansion are the same as before, but the things are different.

Going all the way through the front yard, the side room on the right side of the atrium, the original concubine's study is adjacent to the side room, which has been changed into a Buddhist hall.

"Here, it's here." The old steward led Geng Qing to the door, bowed and backed away.

Here, Geng Qing went over to look at the teacher's study, the sandalwood desk, he raised his hand and arched it, then turned around and walked to the wooden door next to him, knocked twice, and pushed the door open to enter.

The hall is bright, with lampposts standing against the wall, censers on both sides of the tribute table, and sandalwood incense curling up. Knocking on the wooden fish, the woman's faint voice kept chanting.

".The sacred offerings of the infinite return to the sea,
The intelligent eye has neither darkness nor light,
We wait for all beings to be boundless and boundless,
Darkness and ignorance are completely removed."

After a while, the prayers that I waited to read stopped after Muyu, and Geng Qing stood at the door and bowed to the back.

"Students pay their respects to the teacher's wife."

Over there, the mallet was gently put down, and the Buddhist beads were picked with plain hands. Princess Guangde stood up slowly, clasped her hands together and said to the Buddha statue in the shrine: "Save the suffering and save the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Just now she lowered her hands and turned to look at Geng Qing, who was also looking at the woman, she hadn't seen her for nearly four years since she left Guangde Square, her hair was even more grizzled, and her spirit seemed much better than before, Princess Guangde saw Geng Qing Qing, pursing his lips and chuckling, invited him to sit down at the seat next to him, Jiuyu followed and stood aside.

"This one is from the palace, right?"

It has to be said that Her Royal Highness, who grew up in the palace since she was a child, recognized Jiuyu's identity at a glance, and the latter was not annoyed, but just nodded, "Gu Changshi is me, Aye."

"Gu Changshi?"

Li Huan asked his servants to make tea and bring it to the table, and looked at Geng Qing calmly as he fiddled with the Buddhist beads.

"I grew up in the palace, I got along with Gu Changshi, and I can't count the number of times I saw him. When I was young, he was that old. When the Yellow Bandit entered Beijing a few years ago, he passed away. He was still that old. If there were no yellow thieves coming in, maybe Gu Changshi would still be here."

Jiuyu closed his eyes thoughtfully, and Geng Qing beside him arched his hands: "What Master said is that the students have been taught."

"I don't have anything to teach you." Princess Guangde refused the gift, got up and walked back to the tribute table, looked at the Bodhisattva in the shrine, and bowed to the Buddha: "I am a monk with a heart and a precept, but I just don't want to see his students You will end up dead."

Geng Qing closed her eyes and probably guessed what the highness was referring to. Just now she used the yellow thief as a metaphor to tell Geng Qing not to imitate the other party.

"Master, don't worry, the yellow thief was driven out of Chang'an by the students back then, so I won't learn from him."

"Then Mistress, don't worry. If you learn from him, you will take the way of death, and all Taoist envoys will never let you go. In fact, Mistress is a member of the Li family after all. She has received the gift of birth and support, and I hope you can restrain Li. Jiji, don't harm the royal family, there are not many clan members left about the yellow thief, I hope you can let them go for the sake of your wife."

The old woman turned around with the Buddhist beads in her arms, and slowly bowed to Geng Qing who was sitting on the seat under the wall, which made Geng Qing get up in a hurry, and went around to help the woman up.

"Master, don't talk about this. The students won't stay in Chang'an much, and they will withdraw to Longyou."

After comforting Princess Guangde, Geng Qing chatted with her about some household matters, and took what happened in Longyou as a topic of conversation, and told her that Quan should relieve her boredom. It was almost noon, and then she took Jiuyu to leave and left. Huan didn't want to stay, and sent the two of them to the door, then turned back to the house.

In the street outside, before the carriage entered Fangjie, Dou Wei rode his horse and came from the same direction.

"The envoy Zhao sent a message that Yang Fugong and several eunuchs went to meet Li Liuhou privately today."

The curtain of the car was floating in the wind, Geng Qing frowned, these eunuchs were extremely power-hungry, they couldn't force themselves to do so, and turned their ideas on Li Jiji.

"Dachun, drive to the palace."

He lowered the curtain and gave an order in a low voice.

"drive!"

Dachun brandished his whip and cracked it, drove the carriage to turn around, returned to Fushe Avenue, and headed west to Anfumen. Soon, he saw Li Jiji.

And, Yang Fugong and other eunuchs.

　Today's third watch is over, and I'm going to rest.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)