When Fang Jiexie left the thrush's room, he asked, "everyone, do you think Luo Yao is sleeping well every night now?" Xi Huamei was speechless, and even felt a faint anger in his heart. But when Fang Jie's back disappeared from her sight, she suddenly realized that if this young man could really do what Luo Yao did, shouldn't she be even more angry
Whether Luo Yao slept well or not, no one knew.
But Rowan hasn't slept well for two days.
The identity of the first name of Yanwu Academy has fallen on his head, but he is not happy at all. The young man who quietly left after killing more than a dozen of his own slaves in the Martial Arts Field, has been tossing and turning like a dream for the past two days. His majesty's decree has not yet come down, and the official position of Cong Sipinlang has not yet been determined. This is also one of the reasons for his uneasiness, but compared with that boy, this worry is almost negligible.
As long as that young man is alive, he will not be able to settle down.
His first name was a lie.
If His Majesty the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty knew that he was not the one who came up with the idea of teaming up to destroy the city, then let alone the qualification of the first name, he might be imprisoned for a crime of bullying the emperor. He had never met his older brother Luo Wu, who was born after Luo Wu's death. But the matter of Luo Wu has always been a shadow in his heart. He has asked himself more than once, if one day he also made a mistake, will his father go out with his own hands like many years ago
Every time he thinks about it, every time he asks himself, he sweats profusely.
Because he knew that his father, Luo Yao, the General of the Left Front Guard, who stood at the pinnacle of the glory of the generals of the Sui Dynasty, would definitely do it.
If his father found out about bullying the emperor, he could fully imagine how bleak his fate would be. But he couldn't bear the temptation of the first name in Yanwuyuan, and the temptation to go directly from Sipinlang to Zhanbing. He inquired from some secret channels that the imperial court may have a large military operation in the near future, and it may be in the northwest border. This year, the head of the Martial Arts Academy will go to the right Xiaowei stationed in the northwest. This is a very big one. opportunity.
He is confident, and with his own abilities, he will definitely stand out in the war.
Perhaps it won't be long before people mention him, Luo Wen, and they won't add a sentence: He is the son of the great general Luo Yao.
He wanted to get rid of his father's shadow, and his elder brother Luo Wu's shadow.
He didn't want to be General Luo, he just wanted to be General Luo.
Leaning on the chair in the study, Luo Wen stared at the certificate of commendation issued by the Martial Arts Academy on the table in a daze. He didn't embarrass the Luo family... Since Luo Yao's son entered the Yanwu Academy, he must take the first place. This is what his father Luo Yao said when he patted him on the shoulder when he left Yongzhou.
Luo Yao's son... Thinking of these five words, a trace of hatred flashed in Luo Wen's eyes. From birth to now, no matter how much he does, no matter how successful he is. People would not attribute this success to his hard work and struggle, but to his being Luo Yao's son. Sometimes, people would even say maliciously, Luo Wen...is that Luo Wu's younger brother who had his heart gouged out outside the Tai Chi Palace many years ago
He is doing well, he is successful, people will think this is a normal thing, because he is Luo Yao's son. If he fails, people will immediately jump out and ridicule: You see, Luo Yao's son is exactly the same as the one who died before, an ignorant dude. The success of the general's son is a matter of course, no matter how much he pays, no one pays attention or praises him. But if he fails, he can imagine how many people will poke his spine behind his back.
His father's serious face was better than gossip. Ever since he was a child, he has never dared to sit face to face with his father or look him in the eyes.
These things made Luo Wen miserable.
"Erro..."
Luo Wen rubbed his aching temple, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What is the origin of that person, have you found out?"
"Young master... not yet. There are not many people under my subordinates now, and they have already dispersed to inquire. But the imperial capital is too big, and looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Please give me a few more days, my subordinates. It will turn that guy out of Chang'an City."
"Arrange people to watch at two places all the time. If he wants to expose my deceit to His Majesty, these two places are the most suitable... the Martial Arts Academy and the Ministry of War."
"The Ministry of War should not go there."
Luo Erlang thought for a while and said: "Right now the Ministry of War has been attacked and killed more than a hundred military officers at night. Although the people are suppressed by the government and the common people don't know about it, there are already rumors. That boy should not go there at this time. The Ministry of War. If it is true that he was tricked into entering the martial arts arena, then the person who framed him must be related to the Ministry of War."
Luo Wen hummed, knowing that if he cared, he would be in chaos. Even Luo Erlang thought of this, but he actually ignored it.
"Keep an eye on the Martial Arts Academy. Once you find that young man approaching, kill him immediately. Don't be afraid to kill a few of your subordinates, as long as you find out, you won't be able to survive."
"The subordinate understands."
Luo Erlang responded, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Today, at noon, Mr. Li and Mr. Yu invite you to have a drink at Hongxiu Zhao, to congratulate you for winning the first place... Do you want to go?"
"go!"
Luo Wen nodded and said: "If you don't go, you will lose your style. And... I heard that Hongxiu Zhao was the number one singing and dancing club in the imperial capital back then. It returned to Chang'an after ten years of disappearance. It was established by the loyal prince Yang Qili back then. The singing and dancing hall was the most elegant and romantic place in Chang'an City back then. I just don't know if Hongxiu Zhao still has the same style in the past ten years. Anyway, I want to see it."
"good."
Luo Erlang nodded and said, "My subordinates will make arrangements now."
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Red sleeve move.
Decorate with lights.
This is the first day after Hongxiu Zhao returned to Chang'an City, after many days of preparation and official approval, it opened for business. Early in the morning, the servants of Hongxiu Zhao swept the street in front of the door clean. Red lanterns were hung up, and red silk was hung all over the windows.
The most eye-catching and most surprising thing is that after ten years, Hongxiu Zhao still has an unshakable position in Chang'an City. Just looking at the plaque with three big characters of Hongxiu Zhao in front of the door is shocking . These three characters were actually written by Huai Qiugong, Minister of Rites of the Sui Dynasty.
The servants in green clothes and soap boots were separated into two rows at the door, and all of them were fresh and clean young men. The velvet carpet was spread all the way to the outside of the door, and this alone can show the great skill of Hongxiu Zhao.
The auspicious time has not yet arrived, and many distinguished guests have come to congratulate.
The first person to come was Lord Cui, Governor of Chang'an Mansion. With a few attendants, he walked slowly into the gate carrying a screen embroidered with the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Xi Huamei took Master Cui in with a sweet smile, and the two of them seemed to be very acquainted with each other while walking. This surprised the common people who were officials outside, and vaguely reminded them of the grand occasion when Hongxiu Zhao opened for the first time eleven years ago.
Soon, people's expectations became reality.
Not long after the morning court, the adults from various ministries arrived one after another. After the carriages with special imprints came one after another, the eyes of the common people were a little straightened. Compared with these grown-ups, the other distinguished guests who came to congratulate them had more noble identities, although they did not have any real power.
Marquis of Sanjin Wu Yiyi and County King Yang Kai came hand in hand, the two walked arm in arm, talking and laughing. Behind them were talking in a low voice, and there were four or five big men with the titles of Marquis and County Viscount. These people with a lot of money and a lot of leisure time are very famous in Chang'an City.
Not long after Wu Yiyi and Yang Kai entered, an ordinary carriage stopped at the door. Huai Qiugong, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, who was already white-haired, was helped out of the carriage by the servants, Xi Huamei, who was talking to the county king Yang Kai, Wu Yidao and others, hurriedly greeted him, and walked inside with the old man's arm.
The county king Yang Kai is considered to be the cousin of His Majesty the Emperor, in his thirties, he looks energetic. His father was Yang Mei, Prince Long, the sixth younger brother of the first emperor, who had died of illness. Yang Kai is not the eldest son and cannot inherit the title of prince. As for the one who inherited the title of prince, because he often hangs around the brothels, he got an unspeakable problem three years ago and died.
These idle princes all have the same characteristics. That is, I will never contaminate the imperial power, will not touch the government, and would rather be an idle person who raises flowers and walks birds. So the few princes in the capital, including the only prince Yang Yin, all seem to be very talented and personable. They are proficient in everything... because they have a lot of time to play, and they can learn whatever they want , and you can't lose the face of the royal family, you must learn to be good at learning.
Xu Jun Wang Yang Kai walked over quickly, took Huai Qiugong's hand and said with a smile: "You are still running out to join in the fun at such an age, if you stumble on the steps, you will get up when you climb up. They say you are pure-hearted Few desires, I think you still have a wicked heart... Are you thinking about the flowing sleeves ten years ago?"
Huai Qiugong laughed loudly, and said as he walked: "My lord's mouth is still so sinister, that is to say, I, an old fellow, can bear your sarcasm. But speaking of it, if it wasn't for Liu Huashuixiu...Your lord, you will be in the early morning." Come and wait eagerly?"
"Call me the most vile, you are as vile as an old guy!"
Yang Kai cursed with a smile, pointed at Wu Yidao and said: "Does Huai Lao know this person?"
Huai Qiugong smiled and said, "Who doesn't know the famous Marquis of Sanjin in the Sui Dynasty?"
Wu Yidao hastily saluted as a junior, Huai Qiugong didn't back down and accepted it calmly. This made Wu Yidao very happy, one must know that Huai Lao is notoriously cold and hard, most people who want to curry favor will be ridiculed by him. Since he was willing to accept Wu Yidao's junior gift, it is considered that he has admitted that this person can associate with him in the future.
In official affairs, often a small action represents a lot of meaning.
Xi Huamei walked in with a few people, looking graceful.
When he was about to enter the door, Huai Qiugong's footsteps suddenly stopped, pointing to the two servants in green clothes and soap boots standing at the door, he said with a smile: "The red-sleeve move is even more refined than ten years ago, look at these two The children who welcome guests are all so delicate and handsome, if such a person is dressed in brocade clothes, will the girls who are waiting to be married in Chang'an City be overwhelmed?"
The little boy standing at the door looked a little ashamed, bowed his head and dared not speak.
Huai Qiugong laughed and said, "It's interesting to be so tender-skinned."
He leaned against the ear of County King Yang Kai and lowered his voice: "You love this one the most, did you turn around and beg everyone to give these two little boys to you?"
Yang Kai blushed and coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.
When Wu Yidao saw the two children, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. With a subtle nod of his head, he followed the crowd and walked in. The little boy with red lips and white teeth also gave him a slight gesture, but quickly turned his head to the side.
"Miss Little Waist."
The boy asked another boy next to him: "You look so beautiful in men's clothes."
"If you talk any more, I'll cut off your tongue."
The two of them talked in a low voice, not noticing that there was a cold gaze staring at Fang Xie from across the street. The three young men in brocade clothes were very handsome, and they couldn't help admiring the big scene of the red sleeve move standing across the street. The one with the strongest and tallest figure is Yu Xiao. He pointed to the opposite side and said with a smile: "People say that when the Red Sleeve Recruitment opened eleven years ago, seven or eight out of ten court officials came. Today I saw this scene. I know what I said is true. Two, let's go, go in and have a look."
Li Fubo hummed, with his usual cool demeanor.
The two walked a few steps but found that Luo Wen hadn't followed. They turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Luo Wen looked away from the boy in Tsing Yi, and quickly said with a smile: "Suddenly I feel that I can't get on the stage, you look at who they are, even King Xu and Huai Lao have arrived, I don't know if there are any more What more important person comes."
At this moment, suddenly a follower shouted loudly at the intersection: "Prince Yi is here!"
"Prince Yi", upon hearing these three words, the faces of the people and guests present all changed.
Xi Huamei's expression also froze, but she quickly recovered her smile: "My lords, shall we go to welcome His Royal Highness Prince Yi together?"
Everyone responded and walked out together, but everyone's expression was a little unnatural.
Ten years ago, it was this Prince Yi who sealed the red sleeve move with a warrant!