Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 164 Child Washing Banquet

Mrs. Guo's Mansion.

Xue Bai put the manuscript in his hand on the case. Yang Yuyao's eyes lit up and asked: "New story?"

"That's it."

"Stupid, if you give a little to the saint every day, he will remember you. Submitting the entire manuscript in such a way is only a once-in-a-lifetime effort."

"That is an ordinary story, but this drama is different." Xue Bai said: "The script is just the beginning. Later, we have to select actors and rehearse. It will be at least until spring when we can sing an opera that makes the saint happy and uplifting."

"Although sister doesn't understand opera scripts, she understands you. You must have been nominated for a gold medal by then, and it's the time for the election of officials?"

"That's exactly what it means."

Yang Yuyao smiled proudly at first, then raised her eyebrows and said: "Unfortunately, you are not the only one who wants to coax the saint. The news I just received is that Zahu also wants to put on a big show today."

"Ok?"

"Zhahu went to the saint to do misfortune, claiming that he was ill. It was probably because he was an orphan since he was a child and he was not washed at birth. After hearing this, the noble concubine took pity on him and called us into the palace today to perform a baptism ceremony for him to wash away the filth. , eliminate disasters and seek good luck."

"Give him a bath?"

Xue Bai thought of Wang Zhongsi and Yan Gaoqing's worries when they discussed the situation in the north, and suddenly felt a strong sense of separation.

It is not that no one has noticed the various long-standing shortcomings and crises brewing in the shadows of the Tang Dynasty, but they have always been hidden in the absurdity. Those in power are working hard to make Li Longji happy.

Of course, he is not qualified to say this, after all, he is one of them. He is still the best at coaxing and is the one who is envied by everyone.

"Just wash it." Xue Bai put away the manuscript and said calmly: "If this happened, it shows that he is also anxious."

~~

Yang Zhao was at home urging the scholars he hired to write stories.

"The story of Xue Bai's monkey has been finished. The saint is currently short of stories to read. Why don't you try your best? Write more every day, and then write a new story. Also, don't write all the short ones, but the longer ones. Haven't you seen the magnificent 400,000-word Journey to the West? The longer the saint reads it, the more he thinks of us every day."

"Mr. Yang, I have an idea to write a story about Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to praise the saint's kindness..."

"Don't write about Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!"

Yang Zhao interrupted immediately. He didn't know why the thin-haired old man in front of him thought of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but he knew that people like him might not be able to grasp it.

"Let's just write about romance."

The reason why he asked people to write "The Continuation of the Green Messenger" was because Prime Minister Zhang Shuo had written "The Green Messenger" and was praised by the saint. Therefore, he already knew a lot about this matter and took out a color book while talking.

"Come on, open your eyes."

Everyone gathered around and saw that the color book was very new, printed on fine romantic paper, and full of pictures and texts.

Although bamboo paper has only been around for a short time, some new books have appeared in Chang'an City, which are the works of the most keen profit-seekers, and this is the first one.

"I want you to write for me according to the picture and text version of the new issue of "Youxian Cave"."

This is a legendary story from the Kaiyuan period. It is mainly the story of an affair told by Zhang Jue himself. It is written vividly and vividly, with colorful and vulgar diction.

"This... Mr. Yang, this story is too obscene and derogatory to elegance. Would a saint like it?" Someone asked immediately after reading the title of the book.

"That's why I want you to refer to it. Don't write this kind of 'goddess', but write female crown." Yang Zhao said: "I want you to read it based on Zhang Wei's vocabulary. Saints don't like words that are too vulgar, do you understand?"

"I understand. Zhang Hui is extremely talented. He writes extremely beautiful poems in four or six parallel prose."

"That's it. Write it down for me. As long as the saint is satisfied, you will be rewarded."

Yang Zhao raised his voice and said: "In the past, we followed Xue Bai and learned from him, but we were not as good as him. This time it is different!"

Arrangements were still being made here, when Mrs. Pei came over with a big belly in her hands and said: "Alang, I've called you from the palace to invite you to the Xingqing Palace for a banquet."

Yang Zhao came out laughing, touched his wife's face, and said proudly: "Now I am more and more considerate of the Sacred Heart. I will take over the role of brother slave sooner or later, haha."

With such longing in mind, Yang Zhao rushed all the way to Xingqing Palace. He saw the Yang brothers and sisters in front of the palace gate from a distance, and hurriedly went up to salute.

A few people talked, and when they heard that An Lushan was going to be bathed today, his face darkened, and the joy he felt before coming disappeared.

"shameless."

Thinking that although I also make the saint happy, after all, I am writing and offering some elegant things. How can I be so insulting to the gentleness of An Lushan?

"It's just..."

"uncle!"

Suddenly hearing this shout, Yang Zhao turned his head and saw the fat An Lushan rushing towards him.

"尻."

"They all look happier." Yang Hao ordered with a stern face: "Don't mess with Saint Yaxing."

After saying that, he rubbed his face and laughed,

Yang Zhao was very depressed, but he had no choice but to laugh along. At first he was smiling but not smiling, but when he entered Xingqing Palace, he was full of smiles.

Everyone was led all the way to Nanxun Hall.

This place is adjacent to Xingqing Pool, where saints often visited the pool with their courtiers and officials to enjoy the scenery, feast, and have fun.

Dozens of beautiful maids were already setting up by the pool. In addition to the Yang family brothers and sisters, there were also several close ministers of the emperor, such as Li Guinian, Jia Chang and others who were participating in the child-baptism banquet.

After waiting for a while, Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan came out of Nanxun Hall. They were laughing before anyone arrived. They seemed to find this scene very interesting.

At this time, everyone else stood on both sides to watch the ceremony, but An Lushan stood dumbly in the middle. Seeing the imperial chariot arriving, his chubby body jumped forward and fell to the ground, actually giving a big salute to Yang Yuhuan first.

"My dear, meet my grandma!"

When Gao Lishi saw this, he couldn't help but scolded: "If you don't know etiquette, why don't you pay homage to the saint first?!"

An Lushan was a little panicked, raised his head and replied: "Hu'er is a Hu people. Hu people always put my mother in front and my grandfather in the back."

Gao Lishi deliberately scolded with a straight face: "Who is your grandfather?"

Li Longji laughed, waved his hands magnanimously, and said, "It's okay, Hu'er has no scheming intentions, don't argue with him about these trivial matters."

Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but cover her lips and smile, glanced sideways at Li Longji, and said coquettishly: "It's rare that I am in front of Sanlang, how can you care?"

"Haha, I don't dare. Taizhen should be in front of me, please."

Li Longji raised his hand to lead, and Yang Yuhuan took two steps forward and said: "Hu'er, get up. Since I have accepted your worship, I will prepare a baptism banquet for you today, so that you will be free from all diseases and live a long life." age."

An Lushan was so happy that he kowtowed and shouted loudly: "My child is so happy!"

"The banquet is about to begin, and the guests are seated."

The saint and the noble concubine went to the top and sat down.

Xue Bai followed the ranking of the Yang family brothers and got a good seat, sitting under Yang Wei.

When he looked around, he didn't see An Lushan actually taking a bath in this palace. Instead, he was arranged in a small pavilion by the Xingqing Pool. The servants and maids were busy lighting the stove.

Suddenly, a whistle was heard, and a group of dancers walked into the hall like the wind and snow and began to dance. They tapped the ground with their feet to create a festive rhythm.

When Yang Zheng saw it, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed. Everyone agreed, and the atmosphere in the palace was very happy.

Xu Hezi came gracefully and sang casually: "Lu'er was born in the golden jade hall, and he was full of joy after three days of bathing. My mother-in-law congratulated me and gave me clothes. When my son came out of the bath, he wore new clothes."

Such random lyrics make the atmosphere more relaxed and fun.

Yang Yuhuan said as if he was playing house, "Okay, then I, the mother, will give you new clothes, and you can wash your beards."

Li Longji joked: "The Hu'er is so heavy that several people can't lift it. Let's bring in a few more people."

Several strong chamberlains carried a colorful chariot over to carry An Lushan over for washing.

Suddenly, An Lushan asked: "Can I ask my uncle to take Hu'er to bathe?"

Xue Bai was holding the wine glass. He was a little surprised when he heard this. He turned around and met An Lushan's sincere eyes.

He looked up and happened to look at Yang Yuhuan.

Yang Yuhuan was surprised, but then he seemed to find it funny and smiled, his beautiful eyes shining with hope, as if he was watching a joke.

Xue Bai would not easily spoil Li Longji's interest, so he simply got up, walked beside Cai Yu as his uncle, and led An Lushan to wash. In the Nanxun Hall behind him, the singing and dancing became more prosperous.

Entering the small pavilion, a group of palace ladies came forward to wait on An Lushan to take off his clothes.

"My uncle seems to hate Hu'er?"

"I can't tell, I'm just unfamiliar with it."

In front of these maids, An Lushan still smiled naively and said, "Hu'er wants to be friendly with my uncle and make the saint happy. We can have more contact with him in the future."

"It's a pity that you will be returning to your post soon."

"It's good if we can form a good relationship. If you still need ginseng medicinal materials, just tell Hu'er."

Xue Bai frowned slightly when he heard this. He turned around and saw that An Lushan had entered the huge bathtub with the help of the maids. An exaggerated big belly was floating on the water.

Seeing his gaze, An Lushan smiled kindly and said, "My uncle washed me three times. If I can get rid of all my illnesses, it will be because of my uncle's blessing."

Saying such words in this palace made Xue Bai seem unkind and narrow-minded. Xue Bai then smiled, put aside his prejudices, and let them play nonsense. He pointed at An Lushan's belly that harbored evil intentions and said, "Since you consider yourself my nephew, don't be disobedient in the future."

"Hu'er doesn't dare, please ask my uncle to treat Hu'er better."

It is enough to say this. An Lushan has expressed his overtures and threats, and pointed out that he has seen through Xue Bai's tricks.

At this time, a group of servants came in and said with a smile: "The imperial concubine gave Lu'er new clothes."

It is a tiger head hat, tiger face bellyband and other items, which means to eliminate evil spirits, and the first tiger will grow up healthily. When An Lushan puts it on, it becomes more and more funny, and he sits in the colorful carriage, just like a child, and serves as the servants. Bring it back to Nanxun Palace.

……

Yang Zhao drank a glass of wine in a gloomy mood, and suddenly he heard loud laughter in the hall. He looked up and saw An Lushan's tiger head hat was worn crookedly, and he deliberately put on his silly expression, which was in line with his fat face. Huge contrast.

Even so, An Lushan deliberately stretched out a hand, wanting Xue Bai to hold him.

"Uncle."

Yang Zhao saw a look of anger on Xue Bai's face and seemed to want to slap An Lushan, but he couldn't hold it back and grinned.

"what."

Even though he was laughing, he simply laughed and said jokingly: "Please spread the laundering money, concubine!"

When he heard that money was going to be distributed, Li Longji waved his hand boldly, and the servants brought several large boxes up. When they opened them, they were full of candies and money tied with colorful ribbons.

"Spread it. Spread it."

Yang Yuhuan stood up, picked up a handful of money with colorful ribbons, and threw it into the colorful chariot sitting on Anlu Mountain. He said with a smile: "If you wash your child with gold in the hall in three days, your child will be scabies-free for life."

I don’t know if she really finds it interesting, but she is playful, with crooked eyes and a lively expression like a little girl playing games.

But when she turned around, she saw Xue Bai standing there. She vaguely sensed that he was not happy, so she put a candy into his hand.

"Eat sweets."

Xue Bai smelled a gust of fragrant wind and turned around to see that Yang Yuhuan had left with her long skirt, leaving only a graceful figure behind.

"Go and spread it quickly."

"Yes, ma'am."

After receiving the order, the palace maids poured candies and money into the colorful chariot, almost burying An Lushan in it, arousing the laughter of the girls, and the atmosphere in the palace became more and more hilarious...

Xue Bai felt that this behavior of being ugly and causing laughter was not very interesting, but looking at it, Li Longji was very happy.

It is said that Hu'er was washed to eliminate all diseases of An Lushan, but in fact Hu'er was just a plaything. The romantic emperor smiled freely at this time, perhaps because no one could pose a threat to him.

Everything went as he wished. Li Heng was imprisoned, Li Linfu grew old, An Lushan became obese and sick, and Wang Zhongsi relinquished power... At the pinnacle of power, no one could get close to him.

He wants to be a god and laugh like this every year.

The Xi'er Banquet reached noon, and finally there were other songs and dances. Fairy music was played in the palace, and the king and his ministers drank happily.

Xue Bai was sitting there eating the new dishes developed by the imperial chefs, and suddenly thought of Wang Zhongsi. In comparison, his iron-sullen face was really not good-looking, and his direct speech was not nice to hear. He also loved soldiers like a son. How could he not die if he had too much prestige?

"The bun is suitable for palace style, the lotus face is tender, and the body is red and fragrant..."

Yang Zhao's eyes fell on the snow-white chests of the palace ladies, thinking that the songs and dances in the palace were like this day after day. No wonder the saints like to read stories.

Today, An Lushan's child-washing banquet is indeed so shameless that there is no opponent. Don't compete with it head-on. Just wait for a few days, and when the saint forgets the fun of Anlu Mountain, you can present the manuscript.

"Saint." Xue Bai suddenly said: "Seeing the singing and dancing in the palace, I remembered that I have something to offer to the saint."

"Oh?" Li Longji smiled and said, "What is it?"

"It's a play."

"Hahaha."

Li Longji was half drunk and laughing.

"Look, gentlemen, boy Xue Bai, he doesn't care about anyone, but he actually wants to perform in front of anyone?"

Xue Bai immediately lowered his voice a bit and said: "It's not a play, it's a play."

"Well, you know your weight and present it."

……

The script of "The Romance of the West Chamber" was sent to the imperial court.

Li Longji was a little disapproving at first, but he was tired of watching the singing and dancing and just watched it casually.

But gradually, he sat up straight and looked at it carefully.

Occasionally he opened his mouth slightly and murmured in a low voice, and then he frowned.

"Xue Bai, sing for me."

"Back to Saint, I'm not very good at singing. I'm still studying various singing methods. I only know one or two lines."

"Then sing these two lines."

"According to the order."

Xue Bai did not hesitate, cleared his throat, and suddenly started singing.

"Although my eyes are thousands of miles away, I still have a glass of wine in my lifetime. Before I drink, my heart is drunk, my eyes bleed, and my heart turns to ashes."

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable. He drank the wine in one gulp and glanced over, only to see Li Longji's expression was solemn.

"continue."

"No, I can only sing this."

Li Longji raised his hand and waved to signal everyone to be quiet, while he walked a few steps and hummed imitating Xue Bai's singing.

He actually understood how to sing this play in the shortest possible time, and only asked three words.

"Can you arrange it?"

Xue Bai responded: "I don't know yet, I'm trying..."

"You live in Liyuan and show me this show."

Xu Hezi, Xie Aman, Xue Qiongqiong and others in the palace all had their eyes lit up and were a little surprised.

Xue Bai felt these gazes, but a chill went down his spine. He saluted and said, "Back to the saint, what's the point of this? Why don't I line up outside the palace, and the saints also line up, and then we'll see who can line up better. How about that?" ?”

Others were surprised by his boldness, but Li Longji became interested and said with a smile: "Make a bet?"

"I can not."

"Why don't you dare? I won't embarrass you. If you lose, I will grant you a marriage. If you win, I will make one more request."

When Xue Bai heard about the marriage, he couldn't help but feel numb. Because of this competition, he originally thought that he could lose or win, but in this case, he couldn't lose, and he was inevitably embarrassed.

Looking up, he saw Yang Yuhuan taking his script.

"But it's up to the sworn sister to decide the outcome? Otherwise, how could I possibly win against the Saint?"

"Okay, let Taizhen decide." Li Longji said with great interest, "Say your request."

"It's easy for me to get rid of you." Xue Bai said: "Since the saint has promised me a title, just give me a high official by the way."

"Well, Xue Bai, you really only want to make progress..."

While they were laughing and talking, Yang Yuhuan kept reading the opera with his eyes bright, as if he had discovered a huge treasure and was filled with endless joy.

As for the novelty brought by the child-washing banquet? She has been completely forgotten...

~~

When the banquet was over, Yang Zhao asked curiously: "Abai, what story did you give me today?"

"Oh, the story is very ordinary. It's just about love and love, and the words are more colorful."

"Huh?" Yang Zhao frowned and asked, "Do you have a female crown?"

"some."

Xue Bai responded casually and waved his hand, knowing that Yang Zhao had thought of him together, but he had no choice but to be one step ahead.

His own road has been paved, and he can take Wang Zhongsi to have sex, sex, and wealth. He only hopes that Wang Zhongsi will not do too badly in this regard.

He understood what An Lushan said today, but An Lushan might not take what he said to heart.

"It's a pity that you will be returning to your post soon."

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