Long Sword and Jun Wu

Chapter 137 All nations come to court
Ying Wuming smiled and declined: "Wuming was injured before and is still recuperating. I will not accompany you in the sword fight. Brother Pei is more suitable."
Pei Min, who was named, learned his lesson this time and did not let anyone lead him. He walked to Li Bai, took the Longquan sword from his hand and gave it to the butler beside him to keep. "Stop competing. The sun is setting and everyone is hungry. Let's eat first." Then he pulled Li Bai to sit at the table.

Li Bai was also very tactful. He patted his forehead and said, "Haha, Master is right. We are all busy and tired all day. Come on, bring some wine."
After the maids and servants poured wine for everyone, Li Bai stood up and toasted everyone, "I am so happy to have all my friends gathered here. I'll drink first as a toast." After saying that, he drank it in one gulp.

The others were also very considerate and joined him for a drink first.

Ying Wuming asked in doubt: "Master? So Brother Li, you have accepted Young Master Pei as your master?"
Li Bai poured another cup and sighed: "Yes, but it didn't work out. Brother Pei was very modest and said that he was not qualified to be a disciple yet."
After saying that, he sighed again, raised his glass, and said, "This glass is for Brother Pei's noble character." He drank it in one gulp.

Everyone laughed and drank the wine, except for Gongsun Wan, whose wine was snatched away by Chu Yu. Gongsun Wan puffed up her breath and glared at Chu Yu.

Li Bai filled his glass again, "This cup is to wish Madam Gongsun a great success in her dance performance on the Thousand Years Festival."
"Good." Everyone sang together.

Gongsun Ling said happily: "Thank you for your advice."
After three rounds of wine, the dishes were served, and it was still as sumptuous as New Year's Day. Li Bai was happy to meet a great zither player like Ying Wuming. He asked someone to bring up the fish and cut the fish sashimi for Ying Wuming on the spot, who was once again amazed.

The banquet was still lively. Li Bai kept urging Pei Min to drink, hoping to trick him into accepting him as his apprentice. Gongsun Ling discussed the music with Ying Wuming while eating. But everyone had to report to the palace the next day, so they didn't dare to drink too much. Only Gongsun Wan was fearless. While Chu Yu and Ying Wuming were chatting, she took a bite of meat and a sip of wine.

In the end, she was so drunk that she didn't know which direction to go. She held the bottle, looked at the sky, and said with a silly smile: "Those seven stars are so bright."
Chu Yan also looked at the sky and sighed: "That's the Big Dipper."
Gongsun Wan seemed to understand, "What is that? Can it be used to make medicine? Brother Jianhe, climb up and help me pick it."
Gongsun Ling and Ying Wuming covered their mouths and laughed.

Chu Yu sighed again, "It's too late today, I'll pick them another day."
Gongsun Wan became stubborn and grabbed Chu Yan's collar, threatening him, "I don't care, go pick them for me, I have a good prescription, and I will use these stars as the medicine."
Chu Yu looked at Gongsun Ling and Ying Wuming for help, but the two pretended not to see him and continued their conversation.

Chu Yan had no choice but to let Gongsun Wan pull him around. Finally, he passed out drunk and was carried back to the dormitory by Chu Yan.

Pei Min knocked the drunk Li Bai unconscious and handed him over to the housekeeper, then asked Gongsun Ling and Ying Wuming to rest.

The next morning, Gongsun Ling and Pei Min went to the palace together. Pei Min returned to the Jinwu Guard, and Gongsun Ling went to the Liyuan to find Song Jiaofangshi for Ying Wuming. Song Zhimin was eager for talent, and Ying Wuming was brought into the Liyuan that afternoon to become Gongsun Ling's exclusive musician.

Gongsun Ling took Ying Wuming to see her stage with great interest. "How is it? Have you thought of a piece of music to play for me?"

Ying Wuming looked at the "stage" and was somewhat speechless. After a while, he finally spoke, "Madam Gongsun, you are so daring!"
Gongsun Ling: "There are many hidden talents in this opera garden. It is difficult to win without making a surprise move. If I cannot satisfy the Saint this time, I may not be able to stay. Then it will be even more difficult to find out what I want to know."
Ying Wuming did not ask her what she wanted to find out. He just thought for a moment and then answered: "Okay, I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Gongsun Ling smiled and bowed to him gently, "I know that you, Mr. Ying, are an unfathomable master of the zither, so I will let you make the decision. I trust you."
The two returned to the dance studio, Gongsun Ling and Ying Wuming decided on the repertoire, and the two unexpectedly got in sync and completed their first joint performance.

After ten days of running-in, someone from the Ministry of Works came to inform them that the stage had been set up, and Gongsun Ling couldn't wait to drag Ying Wuming to the test site.

Gongsun Ling practiced dancing with Ying Wuming by the Taiye Lake every day, and no one could make her concentrate. Even if Pei Min came, he could only watch from the side. Pei Min had no choice but to perform his duties as a Jinwu Guard. At the end of July, the autumn air was cool on the treetops, and envoys from various countries arrived in Chang'an one after another and stayed in the posthouse.

As the saying goes, when there are too many people, things will happen, let alone in Chang'an City.

As the Qianqiu Festival approaches, all departments are mobilized to maintain public order in the capital, and the people in the Ministry of Rites are extremely busy.

Pei Min was patrolling the streets with the Zuo Jinwu Guard when he heard a few people shouting loudly ahead, as if they were arguing. Pei Min first sent someone to the front to investigate.

The people who came back reported that there was an inn ahead, and distinguished guests from two countries happened to arrive at the same time today, and the two sides happened to bump into each other at the door of the inn.

The subordinate was a little gloating: "Originally, it was a small matter to give way to each other and live in the post house, but the princess of one country had a bad temper and refused to give way. The prince of the other country was also irritated by her and refused to give way either. The two sides were deadlocked and quarreled. The people in the Honglu Temple could only try to mediate, and they were so anxious that smoke came out of their heads."
Guo Ziyi curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Maybe he is a young man who has just entered the Honglu Temple and has no experience. Even if the two delegations arrive at the same time, the other party may take a detour and they may not bump into each other at the entrance of the post station. This will be a good show to watch."
The subordinate was even more amused, "Boss, you're right, I'm really about to draw my sword."
Pei Min frowned, "The Sage's Thousand Years' Day is approaching. If the envoys fight and blood is shed, it will also be a loss of face for our Tang Dynasty. We should go and stop the fight."
Pei Min rode forward first. The others seemed to be used to conflicts among high-ranking people, and saw nothing new. They whistled and followed to watch the fun.

At the entrance of the post house, a man and a woman were in front, both dressed in grand and luxurious clothes, followed by a dozen people to support the scene, as if the princess and the prince had personally got off the carriage and quarreled in person. There were many people watching the excitement nearby, including envoys from other countries, and even people who had stayed in the post house before came to watch this peak battle.

Pei Min walked closer and felt that the voice was very familiar, and he was confused.

Suddenly the crowd cried out in surprise, and the princess seemed to have drawn her whip and was about to attack the other side.

Pei Min quickly helped himself on his horse and flew into the encirclement. He picked up the Xuanqing sword, rolled up the whip, relieved the force, and resolved a battle.

People around him were relieved, but many also felt regretful.

The princess was furious, "Which bastard dares to stop me?"

She had a gorgeous and pretty face, her eyes wide open, looking at the damned "bastard". When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was just stunned.

Someone's peach blossom has come. Please collect it.