Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 139 Hu Er Wu

There is still a curfew on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sun has not yet completely set, and the evening drum in Chang'an City begins to urge pedestrians to go home again.

The candlelight of Xingqing Palace lit up little by little, waiting for the annual festival, waiting for the only king through the ages.

In front of the line waiting for the holy driver, Li Heng walked to stand in front of the kings with his hands down.Glancing sideways, Li Linfu stood at the head of the officials with his hands behind his back, with a stern spirit and a menacing aura.

Suddenly, a fat figure passed between them and climbed the steps first.It was Anlu Mountain, and because the holy family was too thick, he was able to go to Yingzhou Gate to pick him up first, and the saint wanted to talk to him on the way.

As An Lushan climbed the stone steps, the fat on his buttocks kept shaking, which made people envy and despise.

Li Linfu was also amused, and turned his head to glance at Li Heng with contempt.

The beautiful scenery on a good day was ruined by the evil spirit of the cockfighting.

Where they couldn't see, Zhang Ting and Xue Bai finished their conversation and left the carriage secretly.Afterwards, a servant crept through the crowd, found Li Heng, and reported in a low voice.

"Your Highness, Zhang Liangdi has also prepared a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for His Highness, which is Codonopsis Fuling Dihuang Wan."

Li Heng nodded his head upon hearing this, as if taking a reassurance.

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In the Xingqing Palace, the royal driver has already set off.

An Lushan didn't dare to sit on the shoulder seat given by Li Longji, and tried his best to chase after Yujia, like a round ball, which was very funny.

"The Hu'er is too heavy, don't exhaust the sage's husband."

"You Hu'er has a kind heart."

An Lushan smirked, and continued to make Li Longji happy. When the time was almost up, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, just now Hu'er saw Pei Kuan and remembered something."

Suddenly calling "Your Majesty" is a tone of serious business.

Li Longji then ordered Yijia to stop for a while.

An Lushan's humorous fat face also looked a little more serious, and said: "Your Majesty, I have achieved great results in suppressing the Hebei clan. The gold, silver and jewels to honor His Majesty are obtained from the Hebei clan..."

A faint smile appeared in Li Longji's eyes.

He is a wise king through the ages, and he is very clear about the problems in his own country.

Long before the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there was a confrontation between Hebei and Guanlong.

As the people and material resources of the Central Plains to the east of Xiaoshan continued to increase, it was possible to shake the rule of Guanlong during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.Yang Jian completely destroyed the city of Ye, and Yang Guang conquered Goguryeo three times, all of which seemed to have the evil intention of weakening the power of the people in Hebei.

Until the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Gao Zu put down the Dou Jiande Rebellion in Hebei, still based on Guanlong, Taizong and Empress Wu, step by step to restrict the Hebei clan, but failed to resolve this opposition.

Only he, Li Longji, did it!
He restricted Hebei scholars from imperial examinations to become officials, and exploited the voices of Hebei clans in the court. Even if there are five surnames and seven Wangs, if they are not willing to settle in Chang'an, they will never get to the rank;
He imposed heavy taxes on the people east of Xiaoshan, so that they supplied two-thirds of the silk and nearly half of the grain in the Tang Dynasty.
He prohibited the establishment of local defenses in Hebei to deal with frequent invasions by foreign captives such as Khitan and Xi people, and set up border towns by the imperial court, ordering the border commanders to frequently take the initiative to attack, weakening the power of the people in Hebei;
He reused Hu generals who had no foundation, reduced the influence of the Hebei clan on the army, made the border of Hebei increasingly Hu, and weakened its influence on the foundation of Guanlong's rule.

All in all, taking with one hand and guarding with the other, An Lushan is his hand, firmly strangling the throat of the Hebei clan for him.

Therefore, most people in the world have never heard of any great victories An Lushan fought, but Li Longji always praised An Lushan for his great military exploits.

Some people don't understand the foresight of the Son of Heaven, and wrote poems "every year the bones of the battle are buried outside the wasteland" accusing him of being so rejoicing, which is wrong.He is a master of the world, and in the shortest time and in the easiest way, he has achieved the centralization of power by the emperor.

"My most loyal subject has solved a major issue for me."

Li Longji sighed with emotion, stretched out his hand, and stroked Fu'an Lushan's round belly.

Like a dog whose head has been patted, An Lushan said with a smile, "Hu'er's belly is full of loyalty to the saint."

"Hahahaha." Li Longji was very happy.

With such a loyal Hu'er sitting in Hebei, Pei Kuan can indeed be eliminated.

Others always thought that Li Linfu and An Lushan were going to deal with Pei Kuan. They were wrong. From the very beginning, it was the saint who really disliked Pei Kuan.

To get rid of Pei Kuan is to give the Hebei clan another slap, to show the majesty of the emperor in Guanzhong, and to make the emperor gather power in Hebei.All along, just waiting for the right time.

When the time is right, getting rid of Pei Kuan is just a matter of one sentence.

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"The saint is here!"

"Your servants are waiting to welcome you, the saint is safe and healthy during the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

As the night fell and a full moon rose, Yujia arrived at the main building of Qinzhengwu.

An Lushan didn't dare to enter with the saint, so he took a small step to sit behind Pei Kuan.

At the front of the officials, Li Linfu turned his head and glanced at him. He smiled, indicating that the things to be done today have been done.

There are two other things, one is to pass a few words when the right minister criticized the East Palace, but the more important thing for him is to recognize Concubine Yang Gui as his mother.

As for the imperial banquet, Hu'er is the best at making the saint happy while quietly benefiting himself...

Li Longji took his seat, but he was not as excited as he was during the Lantern Festival. He immediately waved and asked Gao Lishi to call Li Heng to him.

"I send my respects to my father, Fu Wei, my father is safe and healthy, and live forever."

"Besides saying hello, do you have anything else to say?"

Li Longji's eyes were flat, and he may have known some inside information in advance, so he gave his son a chance to admit his mistakes in public before the banquet, so as not to listen to his nonsense again when the banquet was in full swing.

"My son..."

The moment Li Heng opened his mouth, he weighed again in his mind.

If he was guilty, he would be admitting that Pei Mian was Donggong's eyeliner who had been planted by the right minister's side. What's more serious was that Donggong had secretly raised a group of Huihe people and wanted to silence them.

He has worked hard for many years to become a virtuous prince in the eyes of the world. Once he admits to such crimes, he will lose his heart and give the sage an excuse to abolish the prince.

And as long as he doesn't admit it, the fact may be that although Pei Mian is a member of the traitor party, his heart is for the East Palace, and the fact that the Huihe people went to silence them was framed by others.

Perhaps, Suo Douji will find an excuse to implicate the courtiers close to the East Palace in the name of investigating the case.But in the eyes of the world, it is still the sage who is prejudiced and connives at the adulterer to persecute the poor prince.

This is the root cause of his reluctance to act according to Li Mizhi's plan.

"My son, I have nothing to say."

"it is good."

Li Longji knew that his son would not attack in public because tonight was the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was simply coercing the crowd to persecute the king.

But he remained calm, smiled lightly, stroked his palms to the ministers, and said loudly: "It's a beautiful day, I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you, let's have a banquet!"

"Sage system, spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together, let's have a banquet!"

At the banquet, all the ministers hurriedly saluted and toasted.

Only Li Heng didn't get the order, and he didn't dare to retreat, so he just stood there with his hands down, his head bowed down, very embarrassed...

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In the hall, Xue Bai sat near Jia Chang and Wang Zhun at a position slightly to the side.

He is not yet an official, and he is only fit to be with these courtiers.

"Xue Bangtou has taken a good look at it, and it's time for us to perform a cockfight." Jia Chang talked with Xue Bai in a low voice while no one else was paying attention.

"The first show tonight is a cockfight?"

"Of course." Wang Zhun smiled proudly, despising Xue Bai.

He is the son of Wang Ji, known as the No. [-] villain in Chang'an. Apart from his father's power, the more important reason is that he served as the Wei Wei Shaoqing and often went to the palace to accompany saints in cockfights. He is the second god chicken boy.

Wang Zhun is more arrogant than the right minister's son, and he can't understand Xue Bai's behavior of wanting to be an official when he has the opportunity to be a courtier.It is hopelessly stupid to think that Xue's playing cards has become the top of Xue's list.

Jia Chang and Wang Zhun looked in the direction of Anlu Mountain with fighting spirit.

"Look at us winning that bastard."

"Oh?" Xue Bai followed their gazes, followed their names without hesitation, and said nonsense, "Zahu can also fight cocks?"

"He's gonna fuck."

Wang Zhun spat, just now he felt that Xue Bai was a decent guy, barely qualified to talk to him.

"Ji, miscellaneous beards are playing with everything in order to coax a saint."

"Feast!"

Following this sentence, the two immediately went to make arrangements to add to the fun of the saint.

Xue Bai saw that Jia Chang and Wang Zhun had picked out three thin and vigorous fighting cocks; An Lushan also left the field holding a big belly, and greeted three Hu'er with big noses and blue eyes to bring him an extraordinary Western Region rooster. rooster.

Li Longji laughed loudly, and wanted to bet with the concubines in front of the officials.

"I bet a jade essence bowl to bet on the Western Region Rooster to win."

The emperor took the lead in gambling, and only Yang Yuhuan dared to take the lead in betting against the emperor, betting a Yangzhou Shuixin mirror with a smile.

All the kings and important ministers bet one after another, most of them followed the sage.Xue Bai was daring, even though he was just a white man, he dared to play tricks, and bet a thousand points on Jia Chang and Wang Zhunying.

Unlike the Shangyuan banquet, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is smaller in scale, with fewer officials, and more open-minded.

After a while, cockfights were fought in the palace, and everyone watched while drinking.The first two games had one win and one loss. When it came to the third game of the cockfight, both sides were excited to win and cheered one after another... If it is not proper, the saint loves this kind of excitement the most.

Fighting for dozens of rounds, I saw the rooster of the Western Regions flapping its wings, constantly flying, gusts of wind; the Chang'an fighting cock dodged left and right, and moved quickly.Finally, the rooster of the Western Regions gradually showed signs of fatigue, and the Chang'an game cock suddenly pounced on its wings and pecked hard.

"it is good!"

The children in the chicken farm cheered thunderously.

An Lushan made a bitter face, kept patting his thigh, and said angrily: "Hu'er is useless, causing the saint to lose a bowl of jade essence, and Hu'er dances a Hu Xuan dance for the saint."

This cockfight was wonderful, and Li Longji didn't care about winning or losing. Instead, he felt that when An Lushan came, the atmosphere at the banquet was more cheerful than usual.

"Hahaha, Hu'er come to dance, I will play the Jiegu for you myself!"

……

Li Longji has been good at playing drums since he was a child.

During the years when he was imprisoned with his father, he and his brothers and sisters relied on musical instruments for entertainment.In order to learn drums, the broken drumsticks filled four vertical cabinets, and he was more diligent than the music sage Li Guinian.

He is so skilled in drumming that he can compose music with the sound of drums in his dreams;

"Boom!"

Drums start.

An Lushan began to dance.

He probably weighs more than three hundred catties, and it is exaggerated to say that "the stomach hangs over the knees". Usually, when changing clothes, a servant will hold his stomach, but when the saint's drum beat, he actually turned around. up...

"Shiri."

Wang Zhuncai walked back to Xue Bai's side, turned his head to see An Lushan's dancing skills, couldn't help but straighten his eyes, and cursed in a low voice.

For a moment, an unknown number of people in the hall were exclaiming.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the fat could fly up.

Spin the belly exactly like a spinning top.

At this moment, Li Longji's drumbeat seemed to be a fairy's whip, twitching the spinning top.

It is already a miracle that Jiegu promotes flowers, but tonight's drum beat and this dance give people a feeling of turning stones into gold beyond the miracle.

An Lushan can be said to be Li Longji's confidant in terms of temperament.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The drumbeat became more and more urgent, An Lushan danced faster and faster, the applause became louder and louder, and the atmosphere became higher and higher.

Li Longji was sweating on his forehead, but his eyes became more and more excited.

He is already a perfect king, and he is also versatile. Everyone in the world should worship him in this drumbeat.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Finally, An Lushan fell to the ground like a lump of fat.

"Dizzy, dizzy, Hu'er is dizzy."

"Ha ha ha ha."

After the sound of the drums stopped, Li Longji was very happy. He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, listening to the praises from all the people in the hall.

He spread his arms, let the servants untie the Jiegu, wiped his sweat, and then sat back in the imperial case, said: "Hu'er, are you still fainting?"

An Lushan was helped up, stumbled to the front of the imperial case, but accidentally fell to the ground again, it was very funny, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Only Xue Bai saw this scene, calmly took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus dew, feeling a bit sour.

It's not a brilliant comedy skill.

"Haha, you Hu'er." Li Longji accidentally spit out the wine in his mouth, pointed at An Lushan and said with a smile: "You Hu'er, you pray again and again, how many times a day do you pray?"

An Lushan rolled all over the ground, in the posture of a baby, and took advantage of the situation: "Several times of worship are not too many, Hu'er pays homage to the saint."

While talking, he turned his head and saw Concubine Yang sitting next to the saint covering her mouth and smiling, he kowtowed again, and said: "Hu'er pays homage to Concubine Gui."

"Why don't you worship the prince?"

Someone among the servants said something, and the cheerful atmosphere at the banquet stagnated.

Since the banquet started, Li Heng had been standing by the imperial case with his hands down, as if serving wine, and now he was standing in front of An Lushan.

Many people think that there are servants around the saint who dare to stand up for the prince openly?

Li Linfu looked away and lowered his head to drink.

An Lushan responded loudly without hesitation: "Hu'er doesn't know who the crown prince is, Hu'er only has saints and noble concubines in his heart!"

He didn't mention Wang Zhongsi at all, but showed the difference between him and Wang Zhongsi with his actions.

One is the adopted son of the sage, who was raised by the sage and gained great trust. He wears the seal of the commander of the four towns, but he has repeatedly disobeyed the sage, and often flirts with the prince.He even helped the prince to buy Huihe people as dead soldiers.

The other is just a lowly beard who has received the favor of a saint and desperately wants to repay it.He didn't care about his own future after the prince succeeded to the throne, at worst, he would ascend to heaven with the saint.

Sometimes, there is no need to say much to frame others, especially when the evidence is solid, a comparison is enough to affect the mind of a saint.

For a moment, Li Heng's face was embarrassed.

As the crown prince of a country, if he is humiliated like this, if An Lushan is not severely punished, it will damage the national prestige of the Tang Dynasty...

However, Li Longji was already smiling.

"You rude beard! Get up, are you still dizzy? Hu Xuanwu danced well, how should I reward you?"

"Saint, Hu'er is really dizzy."

An Lushan refused to get up, still acting like a spoiled child on the ground, looked up and saw Concubine Yang, suddenly said: "Concubine Yang is a god, Hu'er was an orphan since childhood, and wants to recognize Concubine Yang as his mother."

"..."

The hall is all quiet.

Everyone looked in the direction of the imperial court, and they were too surprised to speak, because An Lushan was 44 years old and was fat and ugly; Concubine Yang Guifei was only in her 20s and looked younger than his daughters.

Li Heng hadn't recovered from the surprise at the last moment, he looked down at Anlu Mountain, and was surprised again.

He was really fed up with this fat pig and the stupid king who indulged this fat pig.

The foundation of the country left by the ancestors has been turned into a mess!
He turned to look at Zhang Ting.

But Zhang Ting shook his head slightly at him, signaling him to wait patiently.

"Shiri."

The wine glass in Wang Zhun's hand almost dropped, and he cursed in a low voice, "Zahu is shameless."

Xue Bai had already stood up.

He wasn't surprised.In the entire government office, he was the least surprised by this matter.

From afar, he and Yang Yuyao looked at each other, then shook their heads...

At the same time, Li Longji pointed at An Lushan and cursed with a smile.

"I don't know the etiquette, and I lose the dignity of the minister."

An Lushan was terrified, and quickly bent down, twisting his round buttocks.

Li Longji seemed to be cursing, but he was not angry.

Zhang Jiuling is very dignified as a minister, so he was exiled.As the governor of a country, Li Linfu can't read all characters and has no manners. How can he be a minister?
Mingjun doesn't need decent ministers, but only obedient servants who do everything possible to make him happy.

So, after scolding An Lushan, Li Longji turned his head cheerfully.

"What do you think, my concubine?"

Yang Yuhuan was still in a daze, but was amused by the reaction of the monarch and his ministers, and was about to nod in agreement.

suddenly.

"How can it be so easy?"

The woman who spoke had a pleasant voice and a smile, but it was Yang Yuyao.

"An Shijun wants to be the adopted son of the noble concubine, so he wants to be the nephew of our brothers and sisters. Didn't you ask us?"

An Lushan saw that the good things were about to come true, but he didn't expect that there would be troubles. When he turned his head, he showed a flattering smile, and called out, "It's good that my third aunt recognizes Hu'er as a nephew."

"Don't, I'm still looking forward to being young and beautiful." Yang Yuyao said, "If I have a nephew like you, wouldn't it make me look old?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, it turned out that Aunt Yang came out because she was afraid of looking old.

An Lushan rolled his eyes, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, Hu'er recognizes the imperial concubine as his mother, and he can also become a sister and brother with the third aunt. This is very auspicious in Hu's customs."

"Sister and brother?"

Yang Yuyao had an idea, and said: "Coincidentally, I am planning to recognize a younger brother, and he is young and handsome, so he can match me, you have a beard."

An Lushan looked at Li Longji with innocent eyes, and said: "The third aunt recognizes the brother, and the noble concubine recognizes the son, there is no delay. These are two good stories of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"What a good story? The imperial concubine recognizes her son, and the third aunt is getting old." Yang Yuyao wanted to stop her.

While speaking, she looked at Xue Bai.

Yang Yuhuan followed her gaze, couldn't help but smiled, and then had an idea, and said, "It seems like it's a lottery for me to recognize my relatives. If that's the case, how about a competition?"

An Lushan was taken aback, and asked stupidly, "Who are you competing with?"

Yang Yuhuan said: "What did the sage say? It's interesting to have a competition. How can it be easy to be a adopted son and younger brother of a concubine?"

There was that little girl's mischievousness in her eyes again, but she was so glamorous.

Li Longji immediately nodded with a smile, and said loudly.

"Since Taizhen and Third Aunt have said so, Xue Bai, why don't you come forward?"

　The process of writing this imperial banquet is not easy to arrange. Today’s writing is slow, and Chapter 2 is not so fast, so you don’t have to wait~~
　　
　
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