Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 105 The Outsider
It has become a routine for Yan Yan to review Xue Bai's posts every morning.

With a serious expression on her immature face, she took the scroll and opened it solemnly.

"Pangu opened the sky, and the world was divided into four continents. Dongsheng Shenzhou is near the sea, and there is Huaguo Mountain in the sea, and there is a fairy stone on the top. Feeling the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and then nurturing a fairy fetus, a monkey suddenly burst open..."

Seeing this, Yan Yan's eyes lit up, feeling that today's post is much more interesting than before.Looking back, the scroll is also much longer.

"My brother has improved a little."

She calmly and methodically said: "The article is like a beauty, when the flesh and blood are even, don't you see that Wang Bo's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" used half of the antithesis to describe the terrain and scenery, decorated with parallels and beautiful diction? My brother wrote the article, but it seems I'm skinny, my younger sister will teach my elder brother to write parallel essays in the future."

"it is good."

Xue Bai couldn't think of more strange stories, but he thought of Tang Xuanzang from the title of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and then thought of the story of the stone monkey.

With the sound of footsteps, Yan Zhenqing had already entered the hall, and said casually: "Today is free, I will take a look at your progress."

Yan Yan was proud of herself, when she saw Grandpa coming in, she immediately wanted to put away the scroll of the story, lest her little calculations be seen through.

Xue Bai has already taken out another scroll and handed it in front of Yan Zhenqing.

"Please take a look at the teacher."

Yan Zhenqing unrolled the scroll and looked, and suddenly his eyes froze.

"There are lovers, and then there are thousands of miles……"

Yan Yan couldn't help being surprised when she heard this.

She is most aware of Xue Bai's level of prose, if there are occasional inspirations in poetry, how can he write such a melancholy, concise and refined article?

This brother really has a secret.

Turning her eyes, she was about to investigate quietly, but Yan Zhenqing said: "Go down."

"Let's go." Wei Yundang took Yan Yan's hand and turned back to the backyard.

Yan Yan had no choice but to go back to the boudoir and immediately read the story of the stone monkey. When she saw the monkey wanted to worship Bodhi Patriarch as a teacher, she thought it was borrowed from the story of her elder brother's own teacher, but it was also interesting.

But I don't know if the ancestor will agree or not... Push the scroll again, but it has been unfolded to the end, and there is only the word "to be continued" at the end.

~~
In the lobby, Yan Zhenqing put away the scroll and said with a straight face: "Are you causing trouble again?"

"Why did the teacher say that?"

"Who is the teacher? Who is asking?"

Xue Bai then replied: "Recently, the students have been keeping themselves safe, reading and writing every day, occasionally asking for advice from distinguished friends, and have not caused any trouble."

These, Yan Zhenqing actually sees in the eyes, Xue Bai's recent life seems to be really peaceful and peaceful.

But the big turmoil brewing in the court must have something to do with this son.

"You still dare to quibble, isn't it because you advised Yang Li to discuss the salt law?"

"That's what the teacher said." Xue Bai asked again: "But there is a result?"

"You know it in your heart." Yan Zhenqing lightly tapped on the scroll that Xue Bai sent.

Xue Bai asked, "Did the teacher want to know, or did Mr. Fang ask the teacher to ask?"

"What's the difference?"

Xue Bai has observed Yan Zhenqing for a while, at this moment he pondered for a while, and decided to tell the truth.

"The difference is that the student was buried alive by the East Palace. There are some things that I don't want the East Palace to know..."

Yan Zhenqing listened, frowning deeper and deeper.

In the end, Xue Bai said: "Therefore, it is really a last resort for the students to seek refuge with Yang Tong. They also intend to overthrow Li Linfu, and try to see if there is a possibility of reforming the mediocrity of rent and mediocrity, and also ease the conflict between the court and China."

"Yang Li can protect you for a while, so what will happen in the future?"

"In the future?" Xue Bai knew that Yan Zhenqing, like Gao Lishi, didn't belong to the Eastern Palace Party, but he didn't want to see the turmoil in his position, so he said, "Maybe the prince is just deceived by the treacherous people around him? To me, the important thing is It is to become a useful person to the country, presumably the prince is magnanimous, and he will always be the master for me at that time."

Yan Zhenqing sighed and was speechless for a long time.

It's useless to talk about the future, so he turned his mind back to the present, and pondered: "My brother is on guard against Yang Li's power, and you're taking advantage of it. Is it true that my brother dare not touch you?"

"He must be trying to touch me." Xue Bai said, "So come today to ask the teacher to save me."

"The old man actually accepted you for being such a right and wrong..."

Xue Bai hurriedly saluted and said, "Teacher can save the students as long as he transcribes this "Ma Shuo" in cursive script with his left hand and keeps this matter a secret."

Yan Zhenqing snorted coldly, stroked his long beard, but there was a look of complacency in his eyes.

This is why he deliberately signed "Han Yu" on the painting at that time.

He didn't think Xue Bai could write that kind of article, and he doubted whether there was Han Yu in his heart, so he tried a few things.

Sure enough, this detection revealed that there was no such person behind Xue Bai.

~~
Fengwei Building.

Because the branch store is about to open, Daxi Yingying is quite busy.

She boarded the small pavilion, and when she looked back, she saw a group of people coming on horseback. The leader was a sixty-year-old man in a red official robe, with a beautiful beard and long beard.

"My daughter has met Grandpa."

The person who came was Da Xixun, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, who was actually not her biological father, but her adoptive father.

Daxi Yingying was a prisoner since childhood, and it was bought by this adoptive father, raised and taught, and given to King Shou at the age of 14. At that time, King Shou was still a strong candidate for the crown prince, so Li Linfu vigorously promoted Daxi Xun.

"The old man has something to tell you."

"Yes."

Daxi Yingying lowered her head and led Daxi Xun into a private room.

"I heard that you betrayed King Shou?"

"My daughter didn't dare, it's because she made a contribution in presenting the dominoes, and the sage gave back her body deed..."

Before Daxi Yingying finished speaking, Daxi Xun had spread his hand in front of her.

"Grandfather?"

"Write a deed of voluntary depreciation and return it to King Shou."

"My daughter has already told Prime Minister Right..."

"It was King Shou who met Prime Minister Right, and Prime Minister Right ordered this old man to do it."

Daxi Yingying closed her eyes, feeling a little funny.It has been many days, and she thought that Li Wei would not pursue it, but only today did she find out that he was locked in the ten king's house, and it was hard for him to come out.

She brought pen and ink, and wrote the deed again, knowing that Du Jin should be able to know the conversation in this private room, and let's see if these people have the ability to redeem her again.

Watching Da Xixun, who was dressed in a red official robe, leave, but saw Du Wulang rushing excitedly holding a scroll, and went straight to the lobby.

Daxi Yingying was slightly puzzled, so she followed.

I saw Du Wulang moved a table and was hanging scrolls on the wall.

"Does Goro want help from my slave?"

Du Wulang turned his head and looked down, condescending, and saw that there were many mountains and peaks gathered at Xi Yingying, he panicked and almost fell off.

"No, no need." He quickly turned his back.

"The slave is helping the table." Daxi Yingying did not leave, chatting leisurely with Du Wulang, "Wu Lang seems to have been avoiding the slave?"

"Ah? Is there? I'm really busy these days."

"Well, I've heard about it. Wulang advocated righteousness and won the re-examination for all living beings. Who in Chang'an City doesn't know your name?"

Daxi Yingying's voice was soft and melodious, and the compliments made people feel numb all over.

Du Wulang's hands hanging the scroll were a little messy.

"Wow."

The long scroll was unrolled, and it was a piece of wild cursive, with flying handwriting and galloping momentum, fully demonstrating the aura of a famous artist.

Daxi Yingying's eyes lit up, she looked over, and after silently reading this horse talk, she felt emotional all over her body, and was shocked.Looking at the signature again, it really is Han Yu.

"Is it Han Gong's masterpiece again?"

"Exactly." Du Wulang finally hung up the scroll, proudly said: "Mr. Han wants to use this article to congratulate Uncle Guo and take on an important job!"

Daxi Yingying was taken aback for a moment, she couldn't believe that such important news would fall into her ears like this.

It was this information that Li Linfu tried his best to find out; Xue Bai didn't fully trust her, and only gave her some unimportant information for her to disclose.

As for Du Quan in front of him, he looked dumbfounded, but in fact he was dumbfounded, but he always surprised her when she underestimated him.

"Wulang also knows Han Gong?" Daxi Yingying asked softly.

She is not for Li Linfu, nor for Xue Bai, but for herself, because the more she masters, the more valuable she is and the more she can protect herself.

Du Wulang didn't answer, just smirked at the wall and said, "Have you heard about it too? Mr. Han's plan is about to come true."

Da Xi Yingying's eyes lit up, and asked: "Wulang trusts the slave family, because has the slave family ever helped Wu Lang?"

"This……"

Du Wulang couldn't stand her affectionate questioning, so he didn't dare to look at her anymore, he knelt down slowly, and was about to get off the table, but her hands supported him.

As the aroma entered his nostrils, his ears immediately felt hot, as if they were burning.

When Daxi Yingying saw the red ears, she knew that this young man was completely a child.

She rolled her eyes, and suddenly hooked her foot to the table leg.

"oops."

There was a sound, and the two fell to the ground with their arms around each other.

Du Wulang only felt a mass of softness under his body, as if falling into a cloud, and immediately froze.

I don't know how long it took before he heard a humming sound in his ear, and he realized it. He looked down and saw the place where his hands were pressing, and he couldn't help but feel very embarrassed.

"Want to pinch?" Daxi Yingying seemed to be teasing him, biting her red lips lightly.

"what?"

"Pinch?"

Du Wulang's face turned red, he got up quickly, and disappeared suddenly.

Daxi Yingying couldn't help being amused, she stood up and straightened her dress, her eyes brightened.

However, when she turned her head, she saw Du Jin standing on the steps with her arms folded, looking at her coldly.

"Second mother."

Daxi Yingying suddenly panicked, Wanfu said: "I just..."

"Tell Brother Nu the truth." Du Jin said calmly, "Your life is still in our hands."

~~
"What? Han Yu?"

Li Linfu got up and took two steps, suddenly realized that there was a way to break the situation in his mind.

"Is there any copying? You have to see this person's handwriting for the truth."

"Back to the right, Han Yu's boldness in cursive script cannot be imitated by ordinary craftsmen." Daxi Yingying handed over a scroll, "The authentic works show the master's handwriting."

Li Linfu took it and looked at it for a while, then murmured: "The truth can only be confirmed by seeing the real work."

"Then... did the servant secretly bring the scroll?"

"Do not."

Li Linfu hesitated for a while, and said, "Go to Fengweilou to see the truth."

"Right Prime Minister?"

"Go down."

Li Linfu drove Daxi Yingying away, thinking that he could not go to Jinwu Street to see it with great fanfare, but he might have to go out in disguise and in low clothes.

However, I have never taken such a risk in ten years, but today I just want to read a picture?
Knowing people by their writing, if you can't distinguish Han Yu through his handwriting, how can you win if you fight against him?
Thinking about this, Li Linfu looked at the official robe on his body, and finally made a decision to suppress this disaster from the very beginning...

~~
Sunset, the small pavilion in the backyard of Fengwei Building.

"Understood, you go."

Daying Xixi was a little curious as to why Du Jin was also hiding behind the screen to meet her, but she withdrew after hearing the news.

The door was closed, and there were conversations in the small pavilion.

"Brother wants to come in person."

Xue Bai said: "He is cautious this time."

Du Jin laughed and said, "In other words, if I want to kill him, this is a golden opportunity that I haven't had in ten years."

"What do we do to kill him? We want to make progress, not go to jail."

"You won't be in danger this time, will you?"

Xue Bai's voice was calmer than before, and he said, "What does the turmoil in the temple have to do with me? I clearly didn't do anything. I just read, practiced calligraphy and wrote articles every day."

"Ah."

"Recently, I've been learning how to use the general's tricks to move the overall situation according to the trend, but it seems to be outside the situation. What do you think?"

"Not like."

"Where is it not like?"

"..."

After a while, Xue Bai's breath became less calm.

The figures of the two people behind the screen were vivid, and the screen also shook.

Xue Bai paid attention to the touch in his palm, and suddenly thought, there are some things that he knew all along, but he just thought it was too ridiculous.

Thinking about it now, maybe it's not absurd, but that I haven't fully integrated into the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty?
~~
When the evening drum sounds, people who have been tired for a day have to go home reluctantly.

Xue Bai and Du's siblings rode horses and walked in the sunset, surrounded by peaceful scenery, just like "in the evening spring breeze, the fragrance of clothes is all over the road".

But few people know that they have already planned a small conspiracy.

If Chun Wei's re-examination is for fame and cronies, this time, it is to support himself with a strong backer. If his official career is to go smoothly, all of these are indispensable...

"Today, I took a step back." Du Wulang said suddenly.

"is it?"

"Today I realized that it is really difficult for a man to respect himself, but I admire you even more."

"No, I often can't."

"I understand." Du Wulang sighed, looked at his hands, and said, "This kind of will...Of course not everyone can do it."

Xue Bai asked, "Have you received the invitation?"

"What invitation?"

"Li Heng is newly married."

"Why did he invite me?"

"Oh, you didn't get it."

Du Wulang was surprised and asked, "Did you receive it?"

"Well, the four sons of Chunwei have received it, so let's go."

"..."

Before reaching Shengpingfang, Xue Bai turned to the west, wondering why Li Heng invited them to the banquet.

Now there is a lot of debate in the court about whether to appoint Yang Chen and Pei Kuan as Yantie envoys, because it represents a lot of real positions and huge benefits. Once Li Longji nods, it will completely change the situation of the court.

This matter is not good for the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and the East Palace, and this force intends to cut flesh from both of them.

"Wedding banquet? You won't join forces, will you?"

Xue Bai suddenly grabbed the reins, feeling that his idea was a little ridiculous... Li Linfu and Li Heng were fighting to the death, would they join hands to suppress this matter?

He looked back in the direction of Miyagi, thought about it carefully, and then the surprise in his eyes dissipated, and his brows relaxed.

Now that everything has been arranged, what's the point of letting them deal with it?
(End of this chapter)