Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 10
The door of the guest room opened with a "squeak", and Xue Bai stepped in.

Qing Lan quickly closed the door, inserted the latch, and patted her heart, feeling terrified.

"Is there water?"

"Have."

Without saying a word, Xue Bai picked up the water bag and took a big gulp, took two deep breaths, and regained his composure.

Turning his head to look, he saw Du Wulang was shivering while wrapped in a quilt.

"We just came in, and I told the store that your friend was drunk at Qingmen and went crazy."

As Qing Lan said, she took out a spare set of jacketed robes from her bag and handed them to Du Wulang.

Du Wulang shuddered again, put on his clothes, and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

"There are mustaches, but they are cold."

Du Wulang took the pancakes, devoured them voraciously, and muttered, "Will Zengmo take it again?"

"Goro speak slowly, don't choke."

Qing Lan poured a glass of water and handed it over.

After drinking the water, Du Wulang finally felt relieved and felt alive again.

Xue Bai said: "The crown prince buried us alive."

"Cough cough cough cough."

Du Wulang was so startled that he choked on water into his nose.

"what?!"

Xue Bai and Qing Lan roughly talked about what happened in the past two days, Du Wulang was disappointed, and murmured softly: "Grandpa, Aunt, Eldest Sister..."

Thinking of his family members still suffering in prison, his heart was clenched tightly.

No candles were lit in the room, Xue Bai stood by the window, looking out through the gap.

From time to time there was the sound of dense footsteps on the street, and the light from the torch shone through the window paper, illuminating Xue Bai's side face, as well as the tears on Du Wulang's face.

For a moment, he fell into darkness again.

"I've been thinking about it today." Xue Bai said, "Maybe we were wrong from the beginning."

"wrong?"

"It's wrong to focus on the prince." Xue Bai said: "If you want to protect the prince, no one knows what to do better than the prince himself, so he didn't hesitate to bury us alive, but we didn't know why. The key is , what we want to protect is not the prince, but the Du family."

Du Wulang and Qing Lan didn't speak, as if they were dumbfounded.

"How to protect the Du family? You can't rely on the crown prince. The crown prince can't even protect himself." Xue Bai said: "Once the Du family and the crown prince were separated, I suddenly realized that the case of the Du family was not a big one. It is a ridiculous and ironic false accusation."

"But Jingzhao Mansion is so persecuted, we have nothing to do."

"Because we were asking right and wrong and looking for evidence, but the other party directly suppressed it with power. Li Linfu stepped on it, no matter whether the ant was wronged or not. So we went wrong at the beginning. This is the way to fight for power. You can’t use the method of investigation.”

Qing Lan nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, in Chang'an City, Li Linfu is not the most powerful."

"Saint?" Du Wulang exclaimed, "Should I complain to the saint?"

"Do you have such contacts? Is there anyone who can speak for you in the palace?"

"Me?" Du Wulang shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

He thought for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Xue Bai, do you recognize Concubine Yang? She must be able to save the Du family, right?"

"I don't know. But she is one of the people who can save the Du family. There are several other people like this, even Li Linfu. The important thing is that we need contacts to get them."

"Second Sister can think of a way." Du Wulang said: "It must not be her who ordered you to be murdered, she is not that kind of person. We can find Second Sister."

Xue Bai said: "I know, I came here to look for her, but today I heard that she seems to have reconciled with the crown prince."

"Huh? Then where is she?"

"Let's find out more about it tomorrow."

Suddenly, people on the other side of the long street neighed again, and the torches were lit.

Xue Bai quickly looked out the window.

Du Wulang was so startled that he crouched his neck and peeked forward, and asked in a low voice, "They didn't come to search for us, did they?"

"Ah."

"We're hiding here, but, are we safe?"

"He probably won't come here. It's more important to take the opportunity to search the prince's residence."

"That……"

"Shh."

After a while, I saw a tall man in a fur cloak coming on horseback, surrounded by soldiers, and rushed towards the ten king's house.

One of them shouted to Marquis Wu who was guarding at the entrance of the alley: "You Xiaowei Yang Jianjun is here, get out of the way."

"Well..."

It wasn't until the group of people turned around the alley that the long street became quiet again.

Xue Bai looked at the entrance of the alley and became thoughtful.

~~
Throughout the night, the prince's other courtyard was brightly lit.

But in the end, You Xiaowei only found a bundle of clothes.

~~
Ji Wen stayed in Jingzhao Mansion overnight and slept for two hours before being awakened by Xin Twelve.

"Ah Lang, Yang Canjun has arrived."

"Yang Zhao?"

Ji Wen got up from the small couch, rubbed his head, knowing what it was for, he couldn't help sighing.

He and Yang Zhao both worked for the right minister, they had a good relationship, and they didn't see each other. While putting on their clothes, he said, "Please come in."

While speaking, footsteps sounded in the courtyard.

"Yang Canjun, please wait a moment..."

"Go away!"

Yang Zhao and Ji Wen didn't even see anyone else, they went straight to the hut, and yelled: "What a fool, you're a waste of time, and this stupid job has kept me busy all night!"

The reason why it is called Jiwen "chicken tongue" is because Jiwen has bad breath and often contains female cloves, and female cloves are also known as chicken tongues.

Ji Wen was not angry either, as the so-called "Lang Guan's mouth contains the fragrance of chicken tongue, and its breath is fragrant", he took it as Yang Zhao calling himself Lang Guan.

On the contrary, he did not dare to call Yang Zhao a "spit pot".

"Don't blame Yang Canjun."

"Why don't you blame me?!"

As a Hu chair was kicked down, Yang Zhao walked around the screen and stood in front of Ji Wen.

Yang Zhao was born in a branch of the Yang family in Hongnong, and his mother was the younger sister of Zhang Yizhi, a beautiful man in the Wu and Zhou Dynasties. The whole family was famous for his looks, and he was also born with a handsome appearance and a tall stature.

He was over forty years old, wearing a fur cloak, a round-necked gown that was deliberately not buttoned inside, a jade belt around his waist, and high-soled soap boots.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he showed a dissolute and incompetent ruffian, as well as an ignorant stubbornness.

"I've searched all over the prince's other courtyard, only this broken thing, you just take it to use with the right fellow!"

A bundle of clothes fell into Jiwen's arms.

Ji Wen knew the result early, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about Yang Canjun, the errand has not been messed up yet. Think about it, he must have entered the prince's other courtyard, why can't he find it? It must be because there are secret passages in the other courtyard... "

"Secretly you bastard!" Yang Zhao was furious, picked up Ji Wen, and scolded: "Don't think I don't know what you think, so you put it on my head? Tell the right minister to blame me for not being able to find the secret way?"

"No, no." Ji Wen hurriedly said: "It's because the prince transferred people, and the secret passage was filled in, so I couldn't find it."

Yang Zhao could only smell a bad breath coming out of his nostrils. He was about to vomit, and threw the person away forcefully. He became dizzy for a moment, and almost forgot what he was here for.

Ji Wen quickly picked up a piece of female clove and put it in his mouth, and smiled apologetically: "In this way, the crown prince has been charged with an indisputable crime, and he can also confess to the right."

Yang Zhao calmed down, and said, "You and I both know that he never entered the prince's courtyard at all. It was your idiots who let him escape on the road."

"In front of Prime Minister Right, it can only be said that the crown prince hid it."

Yang Zhao said impatiently: "Anyway, you messed up the errand, why should I let me wipe your ass?!"

"It's good to help each other." Ji Wen cupped his hands again and again, and smiled apologetically: "Someone sent me three cars of good red silk the day before yesterday, and today they were transported to Yang Canjun's residence, how about it?"

Yang Zhao couldn't help but smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Remember, it's because of you that I have to be taught by the Right Prime Minister."

"Thank you Yang for joining the army."

"It's easy to say." Yang Zhao picked up the bundle of clothes, turned around and left.

After leaving Jingzhao Mansion, he got on his horse and went to Pingkangfang Youxiang Mansion.

~~
Although Pingkang Fang has the name of Huanchang, in fact, most of the brothels and restaurants are concentrated in the Santiaoqu Lane in the north of the square, called "Beili Sanqu", which occupies only one-sixteenth of the entire square.

However, the mansion of Li Linfu, the right minister of the current dynasty, occupied nearly a quarter of the entire square.

The entire southeast of Pingkangfang Shizi Street, except for a Bodhi Temple, is the right minister's mansion.

Yang Zhao got off his horse after a long distance, took the rein and tied the horse to the stake.

There was already a fine horse tied up next to it, and two servants were waiting with their donkeys. It was obvious that an official was visiting the right chancellor.

Yang Zhao put away the arrogant expression just now, hunched over and rushed to the side door, and asked the porter, "Is the right minister here?"

While speaking, he handed over a few coins in his hand.

The porter greeted happily, and said: "Yang Canjun is polite, Prime Minister on the right is seeing guests, please wait in the side hall."

"Oh?" Yang Zhao asked with a smile, "Who is coming to see Prime Minister Right today?"

"Li Wei, the servant of the Ministry of Rites." The concierge was also very knowledgeable, and responded with a smile: "I said I came to ask some small things."

"Is there any trivial matter in Xiangfu?"

As he was talking and walking, he saw a man in a scarlet official robe, with an official-looking headdress, and a fish bag hanging on his waist, coming from the central hall. He must be Li Wei, the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

When Yang Zhao first arrived in Chang'an, he saw that everyone wanted to curry favor, so he hurriedly stepped forward and made a cross-hand salute, and said with a smile: "Li Shilang is in front of you, and I will guard Cao Canjun Yang Zhao."

Li Wei was walking with his head bowed, frowning in thought. When he looked up, he saw Yang Zhao's handsome and smiling face, so he nodded in return.

It was a friendship that passed away with a smile, but Yang Zhao asked: "I don't know why Li Shilang is worried? Can Yang Zhao share your worries?"

Li Wei didn't want to say anything, but Yang Zhao had already stepped forward and looked at him enthusiastically. His heart moved, and he stroked his beard and murmured: "There is indeed one thing, which is really confusing."

"Oh? I don't know what made Mr. Li suspicious?"

"When you meet the right minister, you still need to persuade him a little bit. How can you resist the order as a courtier?"

The curiosity in Yang Zhao's eyes grew stronger, and he waited for the next article.

"There is an old man in the palace who is enshrined with superb craftsmanship. The sage wanted to give him an official position, but he declined. He said that his son-in-law, Wang Ruyi, would be a Jinshi in the next year, and begged the sage to give him a rank. The sage has already agreed, and the Ministry of Rites will handle it .But the Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China issued an ultimatum, no."

"No?" Yang Zhao asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"I just asked the right minister, but the right minister said, 'Mingjing, Jinshi, the way the country draws materials, if they are excellent because of the holy grace, they can be given to officials, and now they are bestowed on them, how will they be judged?'"

At this point, Li Wei's tone became a little excited, and he said: "The perfunctory words are simply absurd. When did the imperial examinations have no public recommendation or pass the list? Is there any reason for the sage to recommend talents and the right minister to veto?"

Yang Zhao quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, wait for Yang Zhao to persuade the right minister."

"Ugh."

Li Wei sighed again and walked away.

Yang Zhao got acquainted with a high-ranking official and was satisfied. He continued on his way, passed through two ceremonial gates, turned around the winding path, waited in the side hall first, and then went to the front hall to meet Li Linfu.

Because the house was too big, he was sweating slightly after walking all the way.

The front hall is as warm as spring, full of fragrance, gorgeously decorated, covered with soft carpets, and there is a large screen in the middle. Behind the screen, there are a group of beautiful maidservants surrounding Li Linfu to keep him warm from the wind.

It is called a real screen and a meat screen.

Yang Zhao bowed and sang a promise, and smiled apologetically, "Your Prime Minister is well, Yang Zhao just met Li Shilang in the front yard, and had a chat with him, but he and I are both stupid, and we can't guess what your Right Prime Minister wants."

Through the screen, Li Linfu said indifferently: "You want to ask me why I violated the holy decree?"

"Yang Zhao is worried about the right minister. He not only offends the sage, but also makes enemies with others."

"A rotten Confucian or a scoundrel can't understand it." Li Linfu said: "There is nothing wrong with this matter. It is not easy for a saint to refuse, so I will be the villain, that's all."

"So that's how it is!" Yang Zhao suddenly realized, and couldn't help admiring him, and exclaimed, "You Xiangzhen is a god! How can he understand the heart of a saint so well!"

"It's just a trivial matter." Li Linfu didn't care.

"Is it a trivial matter?" Yang Zhao was full of admiration, and said sincerely: "Yang Zhao can't learn the right minister's skills in a lifetime!"

"That's enough, Xio is here to flatter the horse, have you got evidence of the prince's crime?"

Yang Zhao quickly knelt down and replied, "The crown prince must have dug a secret passage in another courtyard and transferred witnesses..."

Before he finished speaking, he was abruptly interrupted.

"Such words can't bring him down. Within two days, we will find the person Li Heng hid. Not only Du Wulang, but also the maid who disappeared out of thin air, and the unidentified Xue Bai."

Cold sweat broke out on Yang Zhao's forehead.

He took three carts of red silk from Ji Wen, thinking he would just be taught a lesson, but unexpectedly, this problem fell on himself instead.

But Prime Minister Right did not allow excuses, he immediately responded: "Don't worry, Prime Minister Right, even if you search Chang'an, Yang Zhao will definitely find him!"

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