Yang Zhao is over 50 years old and has some silver threads mixed in his thick hair, but his complexion is rosy, his thinking is quick, and his voice is bright when speaking. He is accompanied by powerful postures and movements, giving people strong confidence, strong infectiousness and persuasiveness.

Power makes him full of vitality and feels like he is young. And those subordinates around him who don’t even show their magnanimity are constantly verifying his point of view and strengthening his cognition.

Who would have thought that a few years ago, he was still worried about his livelihood and said good things to others for a small county magistrate?

Now, he no longer needs to say good things to anyone, but many people try their best to meet him. Every time he sees these people's flattering smiles, Yang Zhao feels an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Real man, this should be the case!

But he was a little unhappy now because Pei Xuanqing, who was standing in front of him, brought him news that made him uncomfortable.

"This..." Yang Zhao stroked his smooth beard and couldn't remember the name of the Ranger. Pei Xuanqing hurriedly said: "Li Zaixing, the other one is Xie Guanglong."

"Well, Li Zaixing." Yang Zhao raised his two fingers at the middle of the food and waved them. Pei Xuanqing immediately closed his mouth and lowered his head. "What is Li Zaixing's ability?"

"He is very skilled in martial arts, rarely encounters rivals, and is well aware of the situation in Tubo. Isn't the prime minister going to pacify Nanzhao? If he has this son..."

"Someone has taken care of the pacification of Nanzhao, so why should I count on such a raid?" Yang Zhao sneered and interrupted Pei Xuanqing without hesitation. He felt it was unreasonable. A mere boy, even his parents, had so many people recommended him. First, the imperial concubine sent a message from the palace, asking him to treat the wise and the wise and the wise, and took this person for himself. Now Pei Xuanqing recommended it again and again, hoping that he would summon this person.

Is it because he has a monk?

Yang Zhao disagreed. As for Nanzhao's affairs, he could not leave it to such a person of unknown origin. He was a man who was grateful and knew why he could be today. Without Xianyu Zhongtong, he might have starved to death on the streets of Chengdu. Without Zhang Qiu Jianqiong, he would not have been able to bring huge sums of money to Beijing and easily receive acceptance from several sisters who had not been in contact for a long time. Nanzhao's contributions would be left to Xianyu Zhongtong and Zhang Qiu Jianqiong. What's the matter with this wanderer?

Tubo, has he been to Tubo, and know what color the sky in Tubo is? With just a few empty words from hearsay, he can only deceive the emperor who has never left the two capitals. How can he deceive me Yang Zhao? Back then, when I was fighting with the Tubo people in the Porong City area, he was still sipping.

Yang Zhao was indignant, but helpless because he knew that everything he had come from the concubine's sister and the emperor, and had nothing to do with his military achievements in Porong City. Since both of them were interested in this Ranger, if he insisted on not seeing him at first sight, he would not be able to explain to him in the future.

Yang Zhao was in a complicated mood for this concubine's sister.

"This man killed Wang Hui and had offended the right prime minister. Even if I don't recruit him, he wouldn't be able to join the right prime minister. Since that's the case, why should we be anxious? You have seen that I have a lot of trouble and have no free time." Yang Zhao said slowly: "Let's do this, you can take him to see my aunt first."

Pei Xuanqing complained secretly, but did not dare to refute, so he had to respond, turn around and walk out. Yang Zhao glanced at Pei Xuanqing's back, slapped the corners of his mouth, and snorted.

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"Gourmet to Mrs. Guo?" Li Zaixing hesitated for a moment and refused: "I am a country man, young and ignorant. What if I am rude in front of my wife? Thank you for your kindness. I think I'd better forget it?"

"Oh--" Pei Xuanqing pulled his voice, grabbed Li Zaixing's arm, and said, "Dalang, even if you have joined the Longwu Army, if no one helps you, you will still be unable to become a great man. The lady is tolerant and generous, so how could she care about the unintentional mistakes in etiquette? Don't refuse, follow me."

Li Zaixing refused and followed Pei Xuanqing into the mansion of Lady Guo State.

After leaving Ma Sui's house, Pei Xuanqing enthusiastically took him to Taizhen Temple for a trip, and then suggested that he go to see Lady Guo. Li Zaixing knew that Pei Xuanqing was not just casual, nor was it as simple as it was. He came out of Ma Sui's house halfway, and when he came back, his face was not very natural and his breath was a little quick. He probably rushed to somewhere, maybe it was Lady Guo's house. As for why Pei Xuanqing asked him to meet Lady Guo, he was not very clear, but it probably should be related to Xie Guanglong's entry into Li Linfu's house.

Yang Zhao and Li Linfu were disagreeable in the face and struggled openly and secretly. Pei Xuanqing, as the representative of the underground forces of the Yang family in Chang'an, could only do so for the Yang family to win over a ranger like him. He could not win over the children of officials like Wei Yingwu and Ma Sui.

Mrs. Guo Guo was in the backyard, accompanied by several young and beautiful maids, admiring a flower bud that had just bloomed in the corner of the wall. Li Zaixing looked very proud. He looked at it from a distance and didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he also felt it was very strange. The flower was strangely blooming, with five leaves on one stem, orange, yellow, blue, green, and green, and five leaves were different in color. A red flower with purple stamens, and a flower actually gave birth to seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, which was extremely rare.

The variety of flowers is rare, and the pots that grow flowers are also unique. Compared with the colorful flowers, the color of the pot is not that complicated, just a type of: light green. Although this blue color is light, it is very pure and flawless, like a piece of jasper, and like a sky that has just passed the clear sky, clear as transparent, but also as warm as jade.

Li Zaixing didn't understand antiques, and he didn't have the chance to see luxury goods when he followed his master in Prajna Temple. When he arrived at Bodhi Temple, he saw a few utensils at Juehui, which was considered an eye-opener. However, he had never seen the flowers and pots in front of him. However, it did not mean that he did not know the preciousness of these two things. When he was outside the wall, he had already lamented the glory of the Lady of Guoguo's Mansion. After entering the mansion, he further understood what high-end, atmospheric and high-end quality meant. Based on this thinking, the ones that could make Lady Guoguo come to see would naturally not be ordinary flowers and utensils, not to mention that these flowers and utensils are so pleasing to the eye.

Lady Guo was wearing a brocade-shaped jacket with a long-shaped braided jacket, and a half-armed embroidered arm covered with a crimson-colored gold-frowning embroidered necklace. The collar was very low, revealing a white chest. She was wearing a Baoxianghua silk pleated skirt, and the skirt was very high until her waist was tied tightly, supporting a pair of trembling breasts. She did not put on makeup, but she only wore two slender willow-leaf eyebrows, which looked a bit similar to Yang Guifei, but compared to Yang Guifei's indifferentness, her eyes were a bit frivolous, steady, and charming.

For an old woman who is nearly fifty years old, her dress is indeed a bit too coquettish.

Li Zaixing stopped from afar and bowed.

Lady Guo raised her eyelids and glanced at him. She didn't say anything for a long time, but just spoke softly to the maid beside her, talking about the strangeness of this flower. Li Zaixing was not in a hurry and waited quietly. After a while, Lady Guo and slowly walked over, stood in front of Li Zaixing, and said in a man's voice: "Rise your head up."

Li Zaixing raised his head, glanced over Lady Guo's face, and then took it back. Logically, he should have looked at Lady Guo's chin, neither looking directly at Lady Guo's but also being able to detect Lady Guo's expression. But he was a little embarrassed now. Lady Guo's slender neck was a open chest and an unfathomable career line. It would be inappropriate if he stared at it like this.

Just as his eyes moved, Mrs. Guo Guo chuckled softly: "Although you are hanging among the gossip, you are not that kind of frivolous person. You are not lost in simplicity and are rare."

Li Zaixing smiled awkwardly, wanting to speak but stopping. His face was also a little hot, because no matter how he avoided his gaze, the greatness of Mrs. Guoguo was always in front of him.

"Have you met the imperial concubine?"

"Yes, when I was in the palace, I received the teachings of the imperial concubines, and remembered them in my heart and dare not forget them."

Lady Guo turned around and floated past Li Zaixing, and a gust of fragrant wind blew into her nose. Li Zaixing quickly held her breath. Lady Guo was not only dressed up in a colorful manner, but the fragrance was also a bit strong enough to be overwhelmed. When she passed by Li Zaixing, there was a faint warmth in the fragrance. I wonder if there was something like a furnace hidden in her sleeves. It was said that the weather was not as hot as the chest was exposed.

"I heard that your master is Master Shucao?"

"My wife knows that her family teacher is indeed a monk who is the Shoucao."

"What kind of monk is Master Shucao?" Mrs. Guo turned his head slightly and stopped for a moment. Li Zaixing quickly stopped to avoid hitting him. He paused, and then replied cautiously: "The master of his family is well-versed in his Taoism, and all sects have their own knowledge. The boy is stupid and knows nothing about Buddhist principles, so he is ashamed of his master."

"You don't understand Buddhist principles?" Mrs. Guoguo looked at Li Zaixing in surprise: "Then what have you learned from Master Shucao?"

Li Zaixing pondered for a moment before he said respectfully: "There are mainly some martial arts, and... there are some Tantric spells."

"Do you understand Tantric Buddhism?" Lady Guo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Li Zaixing with a burning look.

Li Zaixing suddenly felt an ominous feeling, just like a little white rabbit was targeted by a big bad wolf. He thought about it carefully and felt that he had said nothing wrong. In terms of martial arts, his recognition said that Lady Guoguo, no master came. As for the spell, he heard that he had been chanting the Sang Singing of the Master for so many years, and it should be no problem to learn seven or eight points. But why did he feel panic?

Is there anything about this Tantra...?

When Li Zaixing thought of Tantric Buddhism, he suddenly remembered something, and was so shocked that he was sweating all over, and cursed himself: I'll just slap it, this old fairy wouldn't think Tantric Buddhism is just a happy Buddha, right?
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