The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Glancing at Yi Mei fleeing in a car, Li Ping smiled crookedly.

When the car could no longer be seen, Li Ping unfolded the handkerchief Yi Mei threw to him.

A pure white handkerchief with two faint green bamboos embroidered on the corners.

Li Ping looked at the handkerchief crazily, with a handsome face and a bright smile.

Seeing that his master was happy, the young man Sui Feng hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "The old lady of the Cai Mansion is seriously ill. Miss Cai is filial. She comes out to offer incense every fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. On the fifteenth day, I will accompany the young master here to dig." pit."

Li Kun raised his leg and kicked Sui Feng to sleep, and scolded him with a smile: "Do you have any brains? She doubted me before I saw you just now. If there is another time, wouldn't it be true that I was the one who did it this time?"

"Young Master is still wise." Sui Feng said with a grimace, "However, although Young Master is infatuated, Miss Cai is unmoved. Alas! What should we do?"

"What's the rush? She's not married yet. As long as she's not married, I'll have a chance."

With that said, Li Ping got on his horse, clamped his legs together, and galloped towards the city with a good horse on his crotch.

The twilight is all together, and the lights are just coming on.

At this moment, it is the most lively time in the capital. The country is peaceful and the people are safe. There are many restaurants on both sides of the bustling Chang'an Street. Amidst the bright lights, laughter and laughter can be heard from time to time.

Li Ping was walking on the long street astride his horse, when four or five young men also wearing Chinese clothes came towards him.

As the lights dimmed, this group of noble young men walked on the street, forming a beautiful scenery of their own. When the young man in blue saw Li Ping, he quickly greeted him: "Li Ping, we were looking for you at your house just now. You What's going on?"

Li Ping was sitting on his horse thinking about something. When he raised his eyes to look at the person, he turned over and dismounted, and said with a smile: "I went out to do something, and you are looking for me. Why are you looking for me?"

Young Master Zhao, the youngest son of Princess Funing, smiled and said, "Two new girls have arrived in Yancui Tower. I heard they are national beauties. Let's go and have a look."

"Don't talk nonsense, Li Ping is not good at this." Young Master Zhongshun Houfu came up and patted Li Ping on the shoulder, saying: "Isn't the prince Zhang Luo going to play a polo match next month? Let's discuss it. We lost to them last time, this time we have to win back.”

Li Ping smiled when he heard this and said: "You lost last time because I was not here. If I were here, it would still be their turn to win."

"So I can't do without you this time."

Young Master Zhou was talking to Li Ping. He looked up and saw the horse he was holding and asked in surprise: "Where did your bloody horse come from?"

Li Ping glanced at the horse and said casually: "It was rewarded by the saint."

After hearing this, Master Zhou looked at the horse carefully and praised: "This should be a tribute from the Western Regions."

Mr. Zhao patted the horse and echoed: "It's a rare good horse." After saying that, he added: "Coupled with your golden eagle, this autumn hunting, you Mr. Li will be in the limelight again. .”

Several noble gentlemen chatted and laughed all the way to Yancui Tower.

This Yancui Building is the largest restaurant in the capital, with luxurious decoration and guests coming and going, who are either rich or expensive.

It is summer, and the best locations in restaurants are located in the waterside pavilions on the lake outside. On an endless artificial lake, two pavilions are meandering. Inside the waterside pavilion, every few feet away, there is a pavilion dedicated to dining. For banquets and drinks.

A high platform was built in the center of the lake. Among the misty gauze, there were musicians and dancers playing music and dancing to add to the fun of the banquet.

Several people sat down in the pavilion of the waterside pavilion. After three rounds of drinks, Mr. Zhao pointed to the girl who was playing music on the high platform and asked the bartender beside him: "Is that your new girl?" The bartender hurriedly stepped up. The previous reply said: "What Mr. Zhao said is true. This girl's name is Li Xian'er. Not only is she good at playing the piano, but she is also good at poetry and prose."

Mr. Zhao held the wine cup in his hand, looked at Li Xian'er with playful eyes, and said with a smile: "He is quite a wonderful person."

"Go and call her over and have a drink with me."

The bartender said hurriedly: "You can't do this. To be honest, Miss Xian'er is only here to entertain, and she doesn't care about the wine company."

As soon as the bartender finished speaking, he saw Ji Nu, who was called Xian'er, being led down the high platform by another bartender and went straight to another pavilion.

Mr. Zhao said angrily: "Didn't you say that she doesn't want to drink with you? Why did she go to accompany someone else instead?"

The bartender said apologetically: "Sir, the person sitting over there is the current flower hunter. Miss Xian'er will only sit at his table. Don't be upset, sir. When we invited Miss Xian'er to come, they made it clear that she would only entertain and not accompany us." Even if you want to drink wine, you have to be willing to do so. Oh! This girl Xian'er likes men of letters, sir, don't blame her."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he looked slightly angry, but he was not an unreasonable person after all, so he just smiled coldly.

After hearing what the bartender said, Li Ping asked, "Is the Tanhua Lang you mentioned Wang Han?"

The bartender hurriedly replied: "Yes, he is the eldest son of the richest man in the capital who was chosen by the saint just last month."

"It's just a family of merchants. If it weren't for the sage's scientific examination and restructuring, how could they be in the spotlight." Mr. Zhao, who was born into a noble family, said with disdain.

"I was born into a talented family, and now I'm the top pick in high school. Tsk tsk, now I'm the dream girl of the noble girls in the capital. I guess there are many powerful people who are eager to marry their daughters to this noble son-in-law."

"Hmph! What a noble son-in-law, I think he is just a lecher."

"Hey! It's not surprising that many literati are romantic."

"This Wang Tanhua has a rare reputation for talent. It is said that she has now become a disciple of Mr. Cai. Haha, she will definitely have a bright future in the future."

At the mention of Mr. Cai, several people were busy. Mr. Zhou patted Li Ping on the shoulder and said: "Li Ping, you have taken a fancy to Mr. Cai's daughter. This Wang Han has already paid homage to Mr. Cai's dock. If you want I wish I could hold the beauty back, but I have to do it quickly."

Li Ping glanced at Wang Han, who was drinking not far away, and snorted: "How can such people with superficial appearance be worthy of Meier?"

Several people originally wanted to tease Li Ping about this matter, but they saw him holding the wine cup and just staring at Wang Han.

Li Ping had always loved to laugh, but today he had a solemn look on his face, and the resentment bursting out of his eyes seemed to be poking two holes in Wang Han's body.

Wang Han didn't know that there was someone resenting him behind his back. He was the most successful person in high school, and it was the time when he was most proud of himself. Now he was gathering with a group of classmates, and everyone was changing glasses. It was so happy.

When he was slightly tipsy, Wang Han stood up and recited a poem, while the girl called Xian'er played and sang along.

The talent was astonishing, the beauty was passionate, and the people around him started cheering.

Li Ping loves to play and make trouble. He has always been lively, but today he was surprisingly serious. Seeing that he was acting abnormally, Mr. Zhou asked with concern: "Li Ping, what's wrong with you?"

Li Ping stared at Wang Han and Ji Nu. He was so annoyed that he exerted force on his hand. He heard a "crash" and the cup in his hand was crushed to pieces.

"It's a false name," Li Ping threw this sentence away and left angrily. (End of chapter)