People are among the Eight Immortals, starting from Painted Skin Ghost

Chapter 170 The nephew will bloom in an instant, and can make the stubborn lion walk, and the whole room is in an uproar! 【Subscribe】

Therefore, after Han Yu learned about it, he stopped talking with others, and went out to meet Liu Hedong and Liu Mengde together.

Just out of the lobby.

Han Yu and the others saw an old man wearing a black official robe with a kind face, walking in surrounded by several officials.

It was Mr. Di Ge who came.

The few people beside him are court ministers such as Zhou Yan and Zeng Tai.

These ministers were all single-handedly promoted by Mr. Di Ge, and they were loyal and pure generation.

"Han Shilang is in his sixtieth birthday, and I'm here to ask for a cup of birthday wine, I wonder if it's possible?"

Di Huaiying looked at Han Yu, who had gorgeous hair on his temples and was full of Confucianism, cupped his hands and said with a smile.

The words fall.

The accompanying servants handed over the gifts they brought to the servants of the Han family.

at the same time.

Zhou Yan, Zeng Tai and others also ordered their servants to send out the gifts.

"Old Dige, you're joking, please come inside!"

Han Yulang smiled and stretched out his hand to ask.

the other side.

Liuhe Dong, Liu Mengde and others also spoke to Zhou Yan and Zeng Tai:
"My lords, please take a seat in the hall."

"It's work."

Zhou Yan and Zeng Tai bowed in return.

He followed Di Huaiying without hesitation, and came to the lobby of the Han Mansion.

As soon as they entered the lobby, the guests who had already been here all stood up and saluted when they learned that Mr. Di Ge was coming.

Let's not talk about Di Huaiying's prestige in the court.

Just his current age, he is not younger than Han Yu.

What's more, he has saved Li Tang's artifact in distress several times.

Therefore, as soon as he came, he was regarded as a guest of honor by everyone.

Di Huaiying is busy with official duties on weekdays, so she finally has time to sit down and have a chat with her colleagues.

He relaxed all over, drinking tea and talking and laughing with those around him, he was at ease and didn't need others to serve him.

Suddenly, another group of people came to the lobby.

The leader is a few years older than Dige.

Born with an adze head, big cheekbones, indigo face and red eyebrows, garlic hair on the head, half white, big eyeballs outside the orbit, just put together like this, at first glance, it looks like a Buddha, or It is a blessing.

The person who came was Cheng Zhijie, Cheng Laoqian.

There are several people of similar age around him, each of them is strong and strong, with a resolute face, even though they are old, they are full of energy.

Those people are the generals of the older generation of Datang.

There are Hu Guogong Qin Shubao, Wu Guogong Wei Chigong and others.

In addition, there are many young juniors behind these people, all of them are heroic and strong, and they are worthy of being the queens of the generals.

After Cheng Lao Qiantui and the others greeted the guests, they found a spacious place and sat down.

As a result, before the buttocks were hot, they heard that there were too many royal relatives such as the king of Wu and the king of Shu in the singing outside the door, so they had no choice but to stand up and salute.

Fortunately, at the moment, these princes are not above the court, and there is no need for everyone to be too formal.

Wu Wang, Shu Wang and others have long been fiefs, and this time they came to Beijing, just to ask for a cup of birthday wine and catch up on the old days.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the lobby is not solemn, but still lively and noisy.

"The official doctor, Wang Mojie is here!"

Suddenly, the doorman looked at the thin figure coming out of a sedan chair in front of the mansion, and called out to him.

"Brother Han, Brother Mojie is here."

in the hall.

Liu Mengde heard the words and hurriedly said to Han Yu.

The words fall.

Then Liuhe Dong came over and said in a low voice:
"I heard that Brother Mojie's grandson, Wang Yun, met Xiangzi in Chang'an City. I don't know if this is true or not?"

"Brother Han, do you want to ask?"

Hearing Xiangzi, Han Yu's expression froze suddenly, he was slightly startled for a while, and then said:

"Brother Mojie has arrived, so he should go to greet him."

Say it.

Han Yu walked out of the lobby, and walked out of the house with Liu Hedong and others.

Although this Wang Wei is older than Han Yu, but I don't know if he has really practiced Taoism or maintained it properly. He has quite a few white hairs on his head, and he looks to be only forty or fifty years old.

"Han Shilang, long time no see."

"Today is your birthday. Old Goth has brought the best Yunzhi stone bait. If you eat these things, you can prolong your life."

Seeing Han Yu and others, Wang Wei smiled pleasantly.

With that said, someone handed over the gift.

"Thank you, Brother Capricorn."

Han Yu spoke calmly.

For those Yunzhi stone baits in Wang Wei's mouth, such Taoist and absurd things, he naturally dismissed them.

But after all, Wang Wei came to celebrate his birthday, and he couldn't take the latter's face off.

"Junior Wang Yun, I have met several ancestors."

Here.

That Wang Yun came out from behind Wang Wei, respectfully bowed to Han Yu, Liu Mengde and others.

"I haven't seen Wang's nephew and grandson for a few years, but can I get fame?"

Liu Hedong nodded slightly, and asked a casual question to show his concern.

"Quick... soon."

Hearing this, Wang Yun complained in secret, but felt dizzy, and replied in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Han Yu and the others couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Why is this brother Mojie's descendant so unmotivated and weak in age, yet he still doesn't know how to get fame?

"Nephew Wang, I heard that you met Han Xiangzi on Chang'an Street a few days ago, is it true?"

Then Liu Mengde seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked.

"To tell you the truth, Liu Shizu, this junior did see Saburo."

"It's at the gate of Chunhe Xianfu in Anpingfang."

Hearing that the topic changed, Wang Yun felt much more at ease, he hurriedly said.

however.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Han Yu frowned, thinking endlessly:

"The gate of Chunhe Xianfu?"

"How did Xiangzi go to Chunhe Xianfu?"

"You kid, why didn't you tell your grandfather when you came back?"

Here, Wang Wei gave Wang Yun a kick, annoyed.

That Chunhe Immortal Mansion is the residence of Immortal Luofu today.

Even though Wang Wei has practiced Taoism for many years, he thinks he is not qualified to enter.

Even if he earned the title of "Poetry Buddha" in Tang Dynasty, the real Luofu would not look at him highly.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiangzi, a junior, could enter and leave the Chunhe Immortal Mansion, which surprised Wang Wei.

"Grandfather didn't ask either."

"What's more, I don't think Sanlang may have gone to Chunhe Xianfu, but he was probably kicked out."

Wang Yun smiled wryly.

"How do you say this?"

Wang Wei looked suspicious.

"By the way, since Wang's nephew and grandson have seen Xiangzi, we can know how he makes a living and how he lives all these years alone?"

After a while, Han Yu asked with concern.

Wang Yun couldn't stand the crowd and he was still an elder, so he had to lower his head and said bluntly:
"Sanlang, I haven't been back to Chang'an for seven or eight years. I saw him a few days ago and asked him where he was these past few years, but he said he had been practicing Taoism, and asked him if he could do magic. As a result, Sanlang could only call birds. trick..."

The more Wang Yun spoke, the weaker his voice became.

After finishing speaking, he was afraid to look up at Han Shizu.

It can be imagined that this Han Yu was quite displeased with Han Xiangzi's practice of Taoism.

In his opinion, after Han Xiangzi became a great Confucian, he should study poetry and books hard and obtain fame as soon as possible.

Even if you don't want to be an official, you have to be able to write beautiful articles and be a scholar.

Fortunately, he sneaked out of the house and studied abroad for a few years, but in the end he was only good at tricks and tricks. It is a shame for the Han family to waste his time like this, ignorant of learning and skillless!
"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, you Sanlang brother is so useless!"

When Wang Wei saw that Han Yu had finished listening, he suddenly fell silent. He understood in his heart, and immediately blamed him.

"That's what my grandfather taught me."

"Han Shizu, don't think too much, this is just a personal guess of the younger generation, maybe Brother Sanlang has really learned the spell, and it is very possible."

Wang Yun observed the words and expressions, and immediately understood in his heart, and quickly corrected him.

"No...no problem, as long as people are still alive."

Han Yu felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and then his body trembled.

His eyes dimmed, and he waved to several people.

Even though their faces looked calm, but Liu Mengde, Liu Hedong and others had been friends with him for decades, so they naturally understood the loss and depression in Han Yu's heart right now.

It's no wonder that such a nephew who doesn't seek to make progress on the stall, who would feel uncomfortable?

"Xiangzi, where is he?"

Han Yu came back to his senses and asked Wang Yun.

"The younger generation of Huaronglou drank too much that day, and was carried back by the servants. I don't know where Brother Sanlang went?"

Wang Yun shook his head.

"Brother Han, don't worry too much. Although Xiangzi is a bit mischievous, he won't lose his temper. I will definitely come here later to celebrate your birthday."

Liu Mengde advised.

"I hope so."

Han Yu sighed.

at this time.

Outside the mansion, there was suddenly the sound of wheels rolling.

Hearing the sound, Han Yu and the others were puzzled, and they couldn't help but followed the sound and looked over.

I saw that Qin Tianjian's carriage was slowly driving towards here from the street.

It seems that the direction of this is probably the Han family.

"Um?!"

"Why are the people from Qin Tianjian here?"

"It's really weird..."

Seeing this situation, Han Yu, Liu Hedong, Liu Mengde and others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Even Wang Wei was at a loss at this time.

Qin Tianjian, in the court, is almost a neutral faction.

Among the officials, there are real talents and real learning, but most of them will not flatter and flatter, and will only do their job well.

There are also rumors that most of the people in the Qin Tianjian are strange people.

It has a close relationship with Taoism in the human world.

But no matter how you say it, Qin Tianjian is undoubtedly mysterious in the eyes of all officials.

This also led to few officials in the imperial court interacting with Qin Tianjian.

Han Yu considered himself a member of Qin Tianjian, but he only knew Yuan Tiangang and Yuan Jianzheng.

The two are above the court, and they are just nodding acquaintances.

Sometimes I can't even say anything.

The previous invitations were not sent to Qin Tianjian.

Why is it that the people from Qin Tianjian come here for his birthday?
"Mr. Qin Tianjian God Class, Yuan Jianzheng and Li Jianzheng are here!"

Not long after, the carriage drove up to him.

Mr. Shen Ke, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng stepped out of the sedan chair one after another.

Seeing these three people coming here, Han Yu and others were stunned.

The door boy who reported the singing learned the identities of these people from the invitation letter handed over by the messenger of Yiqin Tianjian.

Suddenly, a childish and doubtful voice came from the outside.

All of a sudden, the original laughter in the lobby stopped abruptly!

"The two supervisors from the Qin Tianjian are here, as well as Mr. Shenke. It is said that this old man, sometimes His Majesty wants to see him, but it is even more difficult!"

"That's right, even Daoist Luo Fu respects him a lot. Now that he is such a big man, why did he come to this Han Mansion?"

"Could it be to celebrate Han Shilang's birthday?"

"..."

At that time, the hall was boiling with endless discussions.

No wonder some people said this, because in the eyes of many people, Qin Tianjian is not the same as everyone at all.

however.

Now, Mr. Shenke of Naqin Tianjian and the two supervisors are coming here. It can only be said that Han Shilang's reputation has reached an appalling level.

……

"Han Shilang, Lao Dao and others came here uninvited, so don't be surprised."

The three of Mr. Shen Ke walked towards the Han Mansion, and when they saw Han Yu and the others, they said in disbelief.

"Sir, you are serious. The two supervisors, please come in and sit down!"

The visitor is a guest, how could Han Yu be unhappy.

For this reason, with enthusiasm on his face, he invited Mr. Shenke, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng to go in.

"I'm sorry, Minister Han."

Mr. God Class stroked his beard and smiled.

Immediately, the three of them came to the lobby of the Han Mansion under Liuhe Dong's guidance.

As soon as the three of them came in, the officials in the room couldn't sit still.

Hastily got up and saluted.

Even the kings of Wu and Shu did not dare to neglect.

"My lords, there is no need to be too polite, the old Taoist is just here to drink a cup of birthday wine."

Upon seeing this, Mr. Shenke waved his hands.

Immediately afterwards, he sat on the main seat.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng who followed him were divided into two seats.

"Brother, why don't you see Daoist Dongxiao?"

After sitting down, Li Chunfeng looked around, and asked Yuan Tiangang via voice transmission.

"A little hasn't come yet."

"Don't worry, Reverend Luofu and Reverend Chunyang have not arrived yet."

Yuan Tiangang replied.

Mr. Shenke listened to the private conversation between the two and didn't say anything. He just served tea and drank it himself, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Soon.

He was slightly taken aback, with a smile on his face.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng felt weird about this.

at the same time.

The chanting sounded again:
"Yuanzhen Protector of the Nation, Master Fuyou Miaodao, here we come!"

The voice fell.

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

Yuanzhen Protector of the Nation, isn't that real Luofu?
There is also the real person Fuyou Miaodao, but the real person Chunyang who was just summoned by His Majesty a few days ago, it is said that both of them are Taoists and immortals, they should have practiced in the fairy mansion, why did they come to this Han mansion now? Congratulations on Han Shilang's birthday?
For a while, many people were confused.

I don't know why Han Daru's birthday, these two Daoist masters came?

Everyone has heard that Han Shilang doesn't like Xuanmen.

Logically speaking, since he was sixty years old, he would definitely not invite Reverend Luofu to the banquet.

But looking at it right now, I'm afraid that Master Luofu and Master Chunyang came here uninvited.

"Brother Han, Luo Fu's real identity is not something to be taken lightly. Although you don't like Zhuangmen's Taoism, since he's here, we can't lose our courtesy."

When Wang Wei heard this, he couldn't sit still for the first time.

He has practiced Taoism for many years, although the process was stumbling, but for the name of Daoist Luofu, it is like thunder!
On weekdays, when he visited Chunhe Xianfu, he refused to let him in.

Who would have thought that seeing him in the Han residence today?

Not to mention, there is also the real Chunyang who is used to using flying swords, painting walls and keeping cranes!
Thinking of this, Wang Wei was very excited.

Hurry up and speak to Han Yu.

"This……"

Han Yu hesitated.

"Don't hesitate, Han Shilang, follow me to greet you."

Wang Wei pulled Han Yu directly and went outside.

At this moment, other officials got up and walked outside.

Faced with Wang Wei's persuasion, and the condescending appearance of Naluofu and Chunyang, Han Yu could only sigh and walked out of the lobby.

This real Luofu has been seen by some officials before.

As for the Chunyang real person?

There are very few people who have seen it.

I saw that this person had a long sword on his back, a nine-yang scarf on his head, a yellow cloak and a robe, a crane top and an ape's back, a tiger body and dragon cheeks, eyebrows and knife temples, and he looked like a fairy.

At first glance, there is Taoism and immortality!

"Today is Han Shilang's birthday, Pindao and brother Lu Dao came here to congratulate him. If you are not invited, please also invite Han Shilang Haihan."

Master Luofu and Lu Dongbin walked into the Han residence, saw Han Yu, and spoke.

"Two real people, to come to this humble house of this old man, it can be said to be full of splendor!"

Han Yu said calmly.

"Reverend Luofu, Reverend Chunyang, my next king, Mojie, pay homage to the two Reverends!"

As soon as Han Yu finished speaking, Wang Wei couldn't wait to speak.

Hearing this, Master Luofu and Master Chunyang nodded slightly.

"It's rare for a real person to come here, come in and sit down!"

Wang Wei stretched out his hand to lead the way for the two of them.

Han Yu was not annoyed by Wang Wei's disrespectful behavior.

On the contrary, he is happy for Wang Wei to deal with the two real people.

Reverend Luofu and Reverend Chunyang walked all the way to the lobby, and all passing officials, no matter how big or small, would stand up and salute.

Even the old man Di Ge also said hello.

One must know that now the Master Luo Fu is appreciated by His Majesty, not only conferring on him as a Celestial Master, but also building an Immortal Mansion for him, so much attention, it shows the latter's status in the heart of the Holy One!
In fact.

Over the years, Master Luofu has truly done a lot of good deeds for Datang, which deserves everyone's respect.

"Mr. God class, two fellow Taoists, please stay safe."

Master Luofu went straight to Mr. Shen Ke and others, sat down and said.

"It seems that I waited too early."

Hearing this, Mr. God class laughed jokingly.

After the words fell, several people laughed and said nothing.

The master of Dongxiao, Han Xiangzi, intends to transform his uncle Han Yu, and these people have already understood.

Mr. Shen Ke and Master Luo Fu thought that he had come a long time ago.

Therefore, I deliberately arrived late.

Unexpectedly, it was still early.

……

……

Accompanied by the Golden Crow soaring into the sky, approaching Xiangwu.

The number of people who come to the Han Mansion to celebrate their birthdays is also decreasing.

After all, the auspicious time is coming soon, and all those who should come have also come.

Not long after, Han Yu took the main seat amidst the applause and applause of the crowd.

Seeing that Shou Xing had already sat down at the table, the servant at the side walked up to him and whispered to him.

The general meaning is to ask him if he can set off fireworks.

In other words, is it possible to beat the drums to start a feast?
"Wait a second."

Han Xiangzi shook his head and ordered.

He is still waiting for someone.

That is Han Xiangzi.

Wang Yun said before that Han Xiangzi has come to Chang'an, and he rushed to Chang'an at this time, needless to say, he came here for his birthday?

It's just that you haven't shown up yet?
This has to make people feel puzzled.

Liuhe Dong, Liu Mengde, Wang Mojie and others understood, so they didn't say much.

"Sanlang, why haven't you come yet?"

"Are you really angry with Han Shizu?"

Seeing this, Wang Yun, who was sitting at the same table with the prince's children, felt a little impatient and thought uneasy.

at the same time.

There are more than a dozen tables in the lobby, plus dozens of tables outside the hall, in the courtyard, and dozens of tables in side halls and side halls.

In other words, today is Han Yu's birthday, and the number of banquet tables is over a hundred.

"How come the auspicious time has come, and Han Shilang hasn't announced the opening of the banquet yet?"

Someone raised his head and looked at the bright sun outside the house, frowning.

"It's that Han Shilang's nephew Xiangzi hasn't come yet."

"He is in the direct line of Changli's descendants, and is the grandnephew of Han Shilang."

"This Han Xiangzi, I heard that he is a loose person, not good at studying, and he visits immortals all day long to seek Taoism. That Han Daru has reprimanded and admonished him several times, but once, he left the Han mansion in a fit of anger, and he walked away for a long time. years."

"Then it's likely that Han Shilang broke up with Han Shilang, and a rift has arisen. Otherwise, my uncle's sixtieth birthday, why doesn't he come?"

"It is said that Han Xiangzi was brought up by Han Yu alone, so ungrateful, how can he be worthy of Han Shilang's kindness in nurturing him?"

"You can't talk nonsense, so Han Xiangzi is really so unbearable?"

"..."

Since the banquet hadn't started yet, some people chatted.

Of course, most of these people are in the side hall.

As for the lobby, all the important ministers sitting in the court, who would not have the eyesight to chat nonsense.

But making everyone wait like this is not an option.

After a stick of incense, the servant came to urge him again.

Han Yu was indifferent at first, but Liu Mengde couldn't help persuading him:
"Brother Han, there are so many guests waiting here, it's not an option to postpone it like this, it's better to have a banquet first..."

The words fall.

Others followed suit.

Han Yu was moved.

I had no choice but to shake my head, just when I was about to speak.

Outside the door, the voice of reporting and singing suddenly sounded:

"Han Xiangzi, here!"

When the words fell, the whole hall was in an uproar.

……

"What's your name, Han Xiangzi, no matter how old or young, call me Third Uncle."

Outside the door, Han Xiangzi strolled over, looked at the child standing at the door, and said with a smile.

If he remembered correctly, the eleven or twelve-year-old child in front of him should be his brother's child.

Unexpectedly, so many years have passed, and the toddler in the past has grown so big.

"Are you really my third uncle?"

The child raised his head, looked at Han Xiangzi in front of him, and asked.

"of course."

Han Xiangzi spoke softly.

After speaking, he strode in.

Not long after, they walked into the lobby.

As soon as he entered the door, Han Xiangzi noticed that there were no less than a hundred pairs of eyes in the hall, all looking at him in unison.

"He is Han Xiangzi, Han Yu's nephew, why is he wearing a Taoist robe today?"

"It seems that the rumors in the market are true. Han Xiangzi, Han Shilang's grandnephew, has been a monk for seven or eight years, and he really went to seek immortality."

"This son has a golden appearance and jade quality, and his appearance is loose. It doesn't seem to be as bad as the rumors?"

"..."

The next moment, a series of whispers sounded.

In Han Xiangzi's ears, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

However, he stepped forward a few steps, came to Han Yu, made a long bow, and said:
"Grand-nephew Han Xiangzi, congratulations on the sixtieth birthday of my uncle, blessed as the East Sea, and longer than Nanshan."

"Get up."

"There is a seat, you sit down first."

Seeing Han Xiangzi wearing Taoist robes to celebrate his birthday, Han Yu felt unhappy, but he still nodded when he saw his nephew who had not seen him for many years.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Han Xiangzi replied.

"Sanlang, come here quickly."

Seeing Han Xiangzi coming in, Wang Yun hurriedly waved.

Han Xiangzi didn't say anything about this, and went straight to the table and sat down.

However, as soon as he sat down, Han Yu, who was sitting on the table, suddenly raised an eyebrow:
"Xiangzi, you are my son from Changli. You have been traveling all these years, and you don't know how to improve your knowledge? I heard from others that you go to the mountains to learn Taoism, so please recite a poem for everyone to listen to?"

As soon as this word comes out.

The faces of everyone in the hall changed.

I don't understand, at this moment, Han Shilang will ask Han Xiangzi to write poems and lyrics?

Was it to embarrass him on purpose, or was it intentional?

"Uncle, then forgive Xiangzi Menglang."

In this regard, Han Xiangzi got up leisurely, came to the hall again, pondered for a while, and then with a well-thought-out plan, read aloud:

"The green mountains are separated by clouds and water, this is my home, hold the cloud and Qiongye, and Binchen sings the sunset."

"The piano is played in the jasper cave, and the white cinnabar is refined in the furnace; the golden tiger is stored in the treasure tripod, and the white crow is raised in the Zhitian."

"A spoonful of good fortune can be hidden, and evil spirits can be cut with three feet; if you untangle the wine, you can bloom flowers in an instant."

"Walking in the court of the naughty lion, the sun and the moon grow in the pot; someone can learn from me and go to see the fairy flowers together."

……

(End of this chapter)