Chapter 34

The capital is traveling and worshipping peonies for more than ten years. Every late spring, the carriages and horses are ashamed to be unable to play.

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Only the peonies are truly beautiful, and the flowers bloom and move the capital.

It is already spring in the morning, and the warm March wind blew the pedestrians' spring shirts, opened the old man's happy face, messed up the girl's passionate feelings, and also blew away the Chang'an peony, which was fascinating all over the world.

In Xinghuafang, Chang'an, Cui Po, who was in charge of supervising the construction of the Ministry of Rites, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hands tiredly. He worked hard for nearly a month and a half, even though he was as strong as him, he felt very unbearable.

"Mr. Cui, Your Majesty ordered you to enter the palace quickly and do not hesitate." Just as Mr. Cui was quite depressed and wanted to get up and move his muscles and bones slightly, he saw a young official from the Yellow Gate of the inner palace coming to the palace and proclaimed the decree.

As soon as the young official finished his order, he gave a visit to Cui Po and turned around to lead the way. He actually made the minister ask for a question.

Di Shi took the look of her son, and immediately rushed to the side of the young official in the yellow family. While laughing and talking, she had already stuffed a ingot of scattered silver weighing about two taels into her sleeve. This series of movements was extremely skillful, and I think she had already experienced it.

"The little one left the palace without any abnormality. He just saw that the emperor was thinking about enjoying the peonies and wanted to invite the adults to go there for this reason." He waited for Cui Po to come forward. The little yellow gate was the first to explain without asking questions.

"Oh, admire the peonies!" Cui Po was stunned when he heard this, and then walked back and forth with the little yellow gate, while smiling bitterly, saying, "There are so many literary servants in Hanyuan, what do you want me to do?"

When he left Xinghuafang, he got on a carriage. With the sound of the axles rolling, he came to the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial City. He then got off his horse and changed his steps and entered the Qifeng Pavilion of the Daming Palace in the inner city.

"Cui Qing is here! OK, there is no need to be polite, come! Please change your clothes." Before Cui Po could bend over to salute, Li Shi, who had a happy face, had already stood up and helped him, and ordered him to speak loudly. Then, he walked past two young officials and led Cui Po to the screen behind the pavilion.

"Your Majesty, this..." As soon as Cui Po spoke, he waved to stop Li Shi and said, "My dear, please wear loose clothes first, and then talk about the rest of your affairs."

Behind the huge screen, several Confucian clothes of various colors had been prepared. Cui Po, who was puzzled, dispelled the service of the two small yellow gates, and threw the best Shujin blue shirt with gold silk, took a moon-white silk dress, tied a belt loosely, and then returned to a handsome young man in the turbid world.

"Well! Although the color of this shirt is a bit vulgar, it is not easy to arouse doubts with Cui Qing, even if it comes to the exam, it is not easy to attract people's doubts. Good, good! My dear, look at my outfit?" Cui broke out of the screen and waited for half a stick of incense. He saw that today, wearing a light yellow big-sleeved scholar's robe.

"Your Majesty's Nine Five Body, Tiger Steps and Dragon Body, naturally looks good in everything you wear, but I don't know this..." After a casual compliment, Cui Po pointed to the white shirt on his body and asked in confusion.

"I heard the news this morning that the peonies in Chang'an are blooming in sequence. It is rare that the weather is good today and the affairs are leisurely. The so-called 'If you wait for the forest and flowers, you will be watching the flowers when you go out.' For such a grand event, you, the king and the ministers will have a half-day leisure life, so how about taking advantage of the excitement?" Li Shibian looked at his civilian clothes with a bronze mirror held by the palace maid with interest, and replied casually with excitement.

"Your Majesty is in charge of the safety of the world. This white dragon fish suit is in a turbulent place. I think it is really impossible. There are many peony names in the palace. I am willing to follow Your Majesty to reward it..."

But before Cui Po finished speaking, Li Shi had already waved his hand and interrupted, "No matter how beautiful the peony is, what's more interesting if you appreciate it alone? I have decided that your family will not persuade you anymore, so as not to disturb my great entertainment." At this point, he did not allow Cui Po to say anything again, and the late commanded himself: "Come on! Get up."

Cui Po saw that Li Shi was full of excitement and knew that it was impossible to persuade the emperor at this time. In desperation, he could only stand up and said, "If Your Majesty really wants to leave the palace to watch the peonies, I am afraid that this 'Winged Crown' and 'Nine Dragon Pendant' will never be able to carry it!"

Li Shi, who was walking in a hurry, looked at his body first and then laughed: "What I said is, come! I haven't changed it with me yet." It turns out that according to the Tang Li Ministry of Rites, this winged crown is exclusively for the emperor, and the jade pendant can be decorated with nine dragons is the only one in the world, without any other participants. If he really took these two things out of the palace and could not walk three steps, he would have been bowed to the streets. Instead, he was dressed in light yellow clothes, because Tang Li could not help but the gentry and common people's clothes were yellow, which was the most ordinary.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cui Po also replaced the "Jinde Crown" on his head, and took off the fish talisman engraved with his official title and the silver fish bag containing this item from his waist. After the king and his ministers carefully checked it, Li Shi couldn't help but strode out of the palace.

"'The flowers bloom and fall for twenty days, and everyone in a city is crazy." People in Chang'an love peonies deeply. However, every family is planted with a well-off family, let alone princes and relatives? However, if you talk about the most wonderful thing about peonies in Chang'an, it is the Jianfu Temple!" As the crowded crowds moved forward, there was a scholar in Jianfu Temple who was nearly thirty years old in a year, pointing to the two companions around him and explaining.

"I only look at the crowds of people like Jianfu Temple today. Brother Ting's words are really not bullying me! It's just that there are so many people, and it's difficult for us to walk, but there are still peonies there." Beside him, a green robe soldier of a similar age raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads from his forehead and asked loudly, while holding a young man about 16 or 17 years old and dressed in coarse cloth at his right hand.

"Brother Huazhi doesn't need to worry, that is, the mountain gate is crowded, this temple is vast, and peonies are planted in each courtyard, which can be said to be their own merits. Walking further inside, the crowd will naturally disperse. Jieshi, Yu, took the two of you to a wonderful place to enjoy the flowers."

This person's words were indeed true. The crowd moved forward hundreds of steps, and they were diversion to different courtyards. Yang Song and Yang Tingzhi didn't say much, so he led the two of them to spend incense sticks and came to a very secluded courtyard.

"This courtyard is where Jianfu Temple receives orders from all over the place of wandering monks from all over the world. It is not open all day long, so few people know it. When the peony flowers bloom, wandering monks have also been assigned to each courtyard to help. This courtyard is the most quiet, and therefore, the monks at the entrance of the courtyard are fond of peonies, so the beauty of flowers blooming is not inferior to other people. In addition, there is little tea money, which is really an ideal place for us to go. There is only one, two people who can appreciate flowers, but they are incomprehensible. Otherwise, they will be in trouble." In Yang Tingzhi's scattered instructions, the three of them have already entered the courtyard gate and entered a large courtyard.

As soon as they stepped on the patio, the two of them could not help but exclaimed. They saw that there was about two acres of open space in front of them. At this time, they were full of blooming peony flowers. These flowers were white, pink, light purple, or deep purple, with their heads raised to show their beauty, showing their beauty, and the beauty reflected by them. The beauty reflected by this boundless brilliance decorated the desolate and ancient Zen temple in front of them into a country of fragrance.

"I'm sorry, Master, wait for two cups of green ant wine for me, and then another cup of Yunfeng tea, and you can just have a snack!" He ordered the little novice guest who came up to meet him. Yang Song pulled the two of them, who were in shock, and followed the path between the flowers to the teahouse where the seeds fell and wrapped them in groups of flowers.

"Please look at this book, the name is 'Yingying'. The flowers are light pink and the flowers are moderately blooming. The most implicit beauty is indeed the jasper of a small family, so it is clear because of the meaning of 'Yingying'!" Before the tea and wine arrived, Yang Song pointed to a pot of light pink chrysanthemum in front of him and introduced them to the two.

"What's that book called?" This time, the boy in thick clothes who had never spoken a word just now was the boy in thick clothes. He saw that there was a pot of flowers surrounded by dark purple colors. The flowers were not even varied, and the flowers were very large and the stems were long. Therefore, even though they were surrounded by flowers, they could not hide its outstanding and kingly atmosphere. No wonder this boy noticed it at a glance.

"Oh! Brother Han is quite eye-catching! This flower is the most precious person in the courtyard today. The Chang'an peony is precious because of its deep color. This book is purest. It is actually a rare name book. Therefore, the name "Nigui Concubine" comes from its demeanor." Yang Song stared at her obsessively for a long time, and then she spoke and explained.

"Imperial Concubine! This flower is graceful and generous, and is more beautiful than all the other flowers, and is worthy of this name." The boy in thick clothes said casually and sighed again: "It's a pity that this flower in the courtyard is only this book, and it's so far away that he can't enjoy it nearby!"

Yang Tingzhi smiled slightly when he heard this, helped the little guest to set up all things, and pushed the teacup to the young man, and explained: "It is not difficult to cultivate peonies, but those with pure and deep colors are worth a thousand yuan. It is really expensive. If you put them in the flower market, this book alone will be worth a thousand yuan. Now it is difficult for this monk to be willing to put it out, let alone to watch it in front of you? Brother Han is too greedy, haha!"

Just as Yang Song was raising his head and laughing, a clear question suddenly came from behind him, saying, "This brother Nian really loves flowers, but he doesn't know what this book is called?"

Yang Song and the other two looked at him, but they didn't know when they were even closer. The age of the conversation was 24 or 5, with a handsome face and elegant temperament. The pure white spring shirt that swung slightly with the easy-going wind and the countless flowers behind him seemed more and more gorgeous. The middle-aged man in the forty-grown yellow clothes beside him had a unique atmosphere. Although this person was smiling warmly, there was a sharp edge between his eyebrows and eyes. With his arrival, a strange pressure was inexplicably raised in the fresh and freehand courtyard.

When the three of them saw that the visitor was very arrogant and could still sit there, they immediately stood up and greeted him. When Yang Song heard that the beautiful man called himself "Cui Guo in Shannan, his name was Gaizhi." He was confused for a moment and couldn't help but interrupt and asked, "The young brother's surname is Cui, but he didn't know what to call him Master Cui, the current deputy secretary of the Ministry of Rites?"

"I am the Cui family in Shannan, and I have no relationship with the Cui family in Boling, who was born as the Minister of the Secretariat. Of course, in other words, maybe they were all in the family five hundred years ago." Cui Guo smiled faintly and said, "Why did you ask this question?"

"Oh! I think my young brother is very elegant and is a family. It is very similar to the rumored minister. Therefore, I was curious for a moment and made my young brother laugh." Yang Song explained with a smile on his own when he heard this.

"Brother, I'm sorry! I'm also here to Beijing for the election. If I really get such a person, wouldn't it be a blessing for heaven?" Cui Guo laughed and immediately started talking: "This is my uncle, and I'm not a fool. Because I have been in the army for many years, I have cultivated a killing aura. Once I change into casual clothes, I'm a little uncomfortable. Don't blame me."

"This name is so domineering!" Yang Song had just said to himself, and he had heard someone beside him excitedly and said: "I have been in the army for a long time? Do this uncle dare to be a divine plan in his official position?"

Looking at the boy in front of him who was stubborn and had a stubborn look in his eyebrows and eyes, Cui Po looked at Yang Song on the opposite side and signaled his question with his eyes.

"It's a fate to meet! Sit down and say, sit down and talk!" Yang Song did not make him an introduction, nor did he wait for the little novice monk to come. While his hands and feet were busy, he had already merged a nearby desk. After everyone bowed his hand and sat down, they each sat down.

Cui Po casually ordered the young monk who was close to him, but after delivering two vegetarian wines and grape-making fresh fruits in time, he turned around to look at the boy in thick clothes and said, "Do you dare to ask this young brother who is respected?"

"I dare not. I learned the surname Han and his name was Yu. He is from Heyang, Henoi. He was not as old as the age of a young man, so I never had a word." When the young man saw the question, he immediately stood up and bowed halfway and replied. Although he was young, his etiquette and demeanor under his thick clothes were neither humble nor arrogant, and he could not be underestimated.

Even though he had seen countless celebrities over the years, he suddenly heard the name of the "Wenzong" of the Tang Dynasty without any preparation. Cui Guo couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment. He couldn't help but say in his heart: "Damn, people are scary, they will scare people to death!"

While he was losing his mind, the elder who called Cui Aotian followed up and said, "How can you know that you... are really from the Shen Ce Army?"
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