The atmosphere turned cold, and Xue Ling and Liu quickly fell to the ground, trembling and not daring to speak.

Suddenly, a silver bell-like laughter sounded.

What followed was a sentence, as if the spring breeze had blown away the severe cold.

"Sanlang, I asked General Gao to organize this."

Xue Bai looked around and saw that it was Yang Yuhuan who was speaking. Her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley. If she sang, she would be very nice.

"Didn't we eat stir-fried vegetables? I heard from the third sister that Xiao Xue Bai, who brought her stir-fried vegetables, was separated from his family. I asked General Gao if he could find his family for him. This is also a good deed. General Gao didn't expect

I actually found it.”

When she spoke, her eyes showed the innocence of a little girl, the mature charm, and the cunning and wit of a young girl... Even Xue Bai couldn't tell how true or false her words were.

Gao Lishi immediately responded respectfully.

"That day, General Xue was on duty at the palace gate, and the old slave asked him to list the families of the missing children in Chang'an. When General Xue heard this, he patted his legs and said that his brother's family was there. Unexpectedly, the child who had been missing for ten years suddenly appeared.

I have found a home. The old slave only asked one sentence and did not dare to take any credit. It must be the noble concubine's good deeds, and the Xue family has received great blessings. The sixth year of Tianbao has been filled with wonderful things and wonderful stories, and it has been a good year."

"I see."

Li Longji was overjoyed. He stroked his beard and smiled and said: "My beloved concubine is kind-hearted and the general is diligent, so we can reunite the family that has been separated for ten years. Good, good! Xue Ling, Xue Bai, you and your son still don't want to thank you?"

"Thank you, saint, for your great kindness!"

Xue Ling was overjoyed when she thought of the dazzling wealth and quickly kowtowed.

Mrs. Liu burst into tears of joy and cried again. She took a deep look at Xue Bai and thanked Li Longji profusely.

"Thank me for what?" Li Longji became more and more cordial, "Don't you know who you should thank?"

Xue Ling and his wife bowed to the ground again, "Thank you, Concubine Xie, General Gao Xie..."

Xue Bai was still confused and slowly raised his hand to salute.

"Get up quickly, there is no need to be polite." Yang Yuhuan smiled and turned to Xue Bai: "In a while, Xu Hezi will sing in front of the emperor. You are good at writing poems, so you have to let her sing a new song."

Her eyes were bright, as if she was very playful.

Thinking about it, Li Longji still doted on her so much even though he was old, not only because of her beauty, but also because her liveliness and playfulness made him feel interesting and youthful.

After all, who likes boring people who keep a straight face all day long? For example, among the concubines in the tonight palace, there is another one who is also extremely beautiful, but has a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk. Li Longji has been neglecting her.

Xue Bai thought again that Yang Yuhuan's words might also have the meaning of encouragement.

Two months ago, she left the palace in anger, and he asked Yang Zhao to send a poem... She remembered this favor.

"The noble concubine is so complimentary. I dare not show my ugliness in front of the princes." Xue Bai answered politely.

"Don't be too modest. Young men of the Tang Dynasty should be bold and arrogant!" Although Li Longji is old, his tone is so heroic. "What's more, your sentence 'Clouds are in the blue sky and water is in the bottle' is very good. Such an artistic conception can be achieved in one sentence.

A whole good poem.”

"How could a saint have heard of this?" Xue Bai pretended to be surprised.

"Well done." Li Longji smiled proudly, ignored him, and said, "Xue Qing, take your brother, sit down, and give me some wine!"

"Here."

"Okay, this boy's life experience is determined. Don't let the fight for his son disturb the Shangyuan Banquet anymore. Yang Qing, do you think so?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Niang was stunned.

She couldn't believe that her wise and powerful father clearly knew that Xue Ling and others were deceiving the emperor, so he could indulge them and just let whoever could make him happy have the final say?

Ever since Yang Yuhuan was born, the saint has become so mediocre!

Turning around again, I saw Li Tengkong sitting there, staring only at Xue Bai. Although she only showed a side face, her girlish feelings were obvious.

Li Niang was unhappy, and she couldn't stand Li Tengkong's expression of joy and affection. Even though she knew it was not the time to talk at the banquet, she still pushed Li Tengkong angrily to wake her up from her meditation.

"Li Xiaoxian, why are you crazy? You can't marry him, you can't marry him!"

"Why?"

Li Niang was stunned by the question and whispered viciously: "Because they are all trying to deceive you. In fact, your grandfather killed everyone in his family!"

Li Tengkong's mind buzzed, and he was completely stunned.

She opened and closed her lips, wanting to ask Li Niang how she knew, and wanted to say, "You lied to me."

But she couldn't say a word. She had realized that this story was probably true... because grandpa was that kind of person.

"With such a big hatred, he must hate your grandpa to the core, so he approached the Youxiang Mansion. You can't marry him." Li Niang was still saying.

Emotions welled up, and Li Tengkong lowered his head.

She first recalled the times when she saw Xue Bai behind the window of choosing a husband. That day, her grandfather sent people to Nanqu to find out how he fell in love with Yang Zhao. A famous prostitute said that Xue Bai was not in trouble when he was pregnant, and so on.

She couldn't help but ran out and said something.

"Grandpa, this husband has extraordinary behavior and writes good poems. He is a talent."

The story started from here to now. She had to pull out all the memories from her mind one by one. She had to forget about tonight's encounter, adventure...

Born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she grew up with fine clothes, fine food, and wealth, and with the world's wealth and honor, she had a share in the sins of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If she couldn't get it, she deserved it.

After reciting the word "should" repeatedly in his heart, Li Tengkong raised his head slightly and did not cry.

Li Niang's eyes fell on Li Linfu's seat, knowing that it would be difficult to get people to tell about this matter, and she would have to think of a way to talk about it later.

"Zheng."

With the sound of the pipa, the music and dance started again.

Except for Li Tengkong, everyone at the banquet turned to look outside the calyx building.

Unexpectedly, a platform was set up outside the railing.

Now is the time when the Lantern Festival is at its busiest...Xu Hezi is about to take the stage.

Finally, in the sky filled with lanterns, a graceful and graceful woman dressed in colorful clothes looked extremely independent.

She opened her mouth, and a high-pitched and clear singing voice fell into her ears. It was clearly melodious, but it could be heard for nine nights, like the sound of a whip in the air, and it instantly drowned out all sounds.

Even Yang Yuhuan was pleasantly surprised. He stood up straight away, held the ribbon in both hands and held up the hem of his skirt, trotted across the hall, and went to the railing to take a closer look.

No one said anything, the hall was empty, and everyone was listening to Xu Hezi singing.

There was a chirping sound in the throat that could be heard across Jiumo.

"Looking at the building, in the empty smoke, the auspicious snow has passed in the early years. The flowers in the garden are like jade trees, and the water in the pond is like the Milky Way."

"The seven-day auspicious picture is revealed, and thousands of spring royal rewards are abundant. The light flying conveys the colorful victory, and the sky is filled with smoke songs."

"..."

After the song ended, the palace was quiet for a long time before everyone cheered loudly.

At the same time, cheers came from the distance.

Xu Hezi's singing voice was so clear that it could be heard by thousands of people both inside and outside the palace. He was truly enjoying himself with the people.

Li Longji held the wine glass and followed Yang Yuhuan to the railing. He smiled heartily and talked with everyone for a while, then suddenly said: "Yongxin's singing voice is still the same, how come he is singing old songs?"

With that said, he turned around and pointed at Xue Bai and said, "Taizhen said that you have poetic talent, so tonight you will compose a poem first."

"Back to the saint, during the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty, there were many great poets. I was young and did not dare to do anything in my class."

"How could Taizhen be wrong?" Li Longji deliberately said with a straight face, "With her supporting you, what are you afraid of?"

Without waiting for Xue Bai to answer, he glanced at the ministers and pointed at one of them.

"Then let this kid try to figure it out. Wang Qing will come first and compose a song based on 'Lantern Festival and Spring Banquet, Heaven protects the joy together'."

"I accept the decree."

Wang Wei stood up politely, pondered for a while, and then composed a poem titled "Yingzhi of the Shangyuan Festival at the Flower Calyx Tower". In the title of the poem, he emphasized that this was a work that should be made, and he could have written better.

.

"The colorful battles last through the night, and the Qiong Tower is illuminated by the dawn."

"In the first month of time, the palace is filled with flowers."

"Not counting the days of King Qin, who will conquer the Luo River?"

"The wine feast is too much for the catkins, but the dancing sleeves are timid for the spring breeze."

"There is no virtue in nature, and there is no merit in war if people are happy."

"Still approaching the Jiuqu Banquet, and even reaching Si Mencong."

~~

Xu Hezi’s singing voice and Wang Mojie’s new poems.

Li Tengkong loved these things the most in the past, but sitting there now, he was always in a low mood. He just hoped that the banquet would end early and find a place where no one was around to cry.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Xue Bai again, wanting to take a last look at him.
To be continued...