After watching Zhong Lishuo go to his house, Yang Yuting carried the gift box and walked towards the Xinghua Building at the south gate. As soon as he stepped into the Xinghua Building, the little Er who recognized him diligently led him to the private room on the third floor. Yang Yuting's face was full of pride, and as soon as he opened the curtains of the private room, he hurriedly went to find Le Zhengying. At a glance, he saw the dignified and elegant Minister of the Ministry of War with his hair in a bun.
Before he could say hello, he heard a man say, "I'm late and I know how to bring a gift. Yu Ting hasn't seen him for a year. Has his brain started to grow?"
Yang Yuting turned his gaze and saw a young man sitting opposite Le Zhengying, wearing a brocade suit, a jade crown, a high beam and a short beard. Yang Yuting glanced at him, and Shi Shiran walked to Le Zhengying's side and said with a smile, "Jianjian, it's not very kind for you to bury me on the first day of the new year."
Saying that, Yang Yuting took the gift box and placed it beside Le Zhengying, lifted up his robes and sat on his knees, looking at the two people sitting opposite and saying hello: "Sister Su, Cui Jian, Happy New Year to you two."
Sitting across from him and Le Zhengying were the current Jinpao Wei commander Su Yanqing and Zhongzhou Prefect Cui Jian. The four of them were friends who met when they recaptured the imperial capital today. The governor of Zhongzhou finally returned to the imperial capital at the end of the year, so they went out to catch up on the old days.
Su Yanqing, who was in charge of the 30,000 golden robe guards, had an extremely cold, upright and solemn face. She didn't say much, so she nodded when she saw Yang Yuting. In contrast to her indifference, Cui Jian's smiling appearance with a fair face and only a short beard seemed very enthusiastic, "There is a New Year's gift for New Year's greetings, so that's the New Year's gift you gave me?"
Cui Jian looked at the gift box that Yang Yuting brought, it was self-evident. Le Zhengying looked at Yang Yuting next to him, ignored him, poured a glass of warm wine and placed it in front of Yang Yuting. Yang Yuting took the wine, and it was not polite. Drinking water into his arms, a warm current welled up in his heart. Yang Yuting waved his hand and said, "Hey, I sent someone to deliver the New Year's gift for you to your house yesterday. I'm here to ask you for a lot of money. What's more, this gift is not mine."
"Oh, it's possible that the little girl gave it to you again." Cui Jian took the wine, took a sip, and laughed.
"Noye, Noye, this is something of a little brother." Yang Yuting shook his head and set his eyes on Le Zhengying, full of smiles.
"Have you started to provoke your little brother again?"
"I don't. Speaking of which, Ah Ying, this matter has something to do with you." Yang Yuting deliberately bought a pass and looked at Le Zhengying with a hopeful expression.
"Yeah." Le Zhengying didn't pay any attention to his plans, and like Su Yanqing, he ate the good beef pot from Xinghua Lou. Xinghualou's beef pot is a must, I can't help myself if I don't eat too much.
"Could it be that someone asked you to give it to Ah Ying? Ah Ying, have all the peach blossoms found you here?"
Yang Yuting was the only one who couldn't tell Le Zhengying's thoughts about him. So Cui Jian, a discerning man, worked tirelessly to tease Vice-Commander Yang, who was just beginning to love at an age.
Yang Yuting didn't wait for Le Zhengying to ask her how she had anything to do with him, and thinking that Cui Jian's chatterbox would definitely divert the conversation, she hurriedly said, "No, it's not at all. Ah Ying, I just saw your brother. That's Le Zhengsu."
At this meeting, Le Zhengying finally put down his chopsticks and looked at him directly, "Is this sent to you?" Could it be that he was the golden-robed Lord last night. That's not right, that's a female adult, but Yang Yuting looked left and right, and she didn't look like a woman anywhere. Le Zhengying, who understood what was going on, looked at Yang Yuting in front of him and said solemnly, "Are you the lady who solved Asu's confusion last night? You went to Yulong Pavilion in women's clothes?"
As soon as she said these words, not only Cui Jian laughed, but Su Yanqing, who was taciturn, also laughed. Because they all thought of one thing, in a certain gambling game the year before last, the sturdy and majestic leader Yang Yuting, after losing a game, put on women's clothes and danced an extremely fragrant snake dance in the spring breeze. .
That night, the coquettish cross-dressed man became famous, and I don't know how many masculine sons were inquiring about his name. As a result, Yang Yuting also brought out a wave of cross-dressing.
As soon as Yang Yuting saw them smiling, he knew what this group of people were thinking, and he was so angry that his teeth were clenched. However, he had nothing to do with Le Zhengying, he just glared at her as if he didn't hear him, and said the matter to himself, "Your brother didn't give me a gift, I wanted to help her find someone. Woolen cloth."
I had long wanted to understand that Le Zhengying was like this. She looked at Yang Yuting with a smile, and when she saw him being angry and holding back, she showed an expression that I understood.
Cui Jian is even worse, he almost didn't write the sentence "I understand I understand, you can't stop the transvestite attack and put on women's clothes" on his face.
Yang Yuting couldn't see but continued: "She wanted to find the person who helped her at Yulong Pavilion last night, and said that she promised that they would bring gifts, so she must do it. Ah Ying, look at you. Brother, what a kind person, he will come when you say it. Think about it when I was born last year, you said that you would come to have a drink, but it still didn't come. Tsk tsk... Can't you be as cute as your brother?"
Yang Yuting had been thinking about the absence of the birthday banquet for a long time, and he felt even more desolate when he thought that he had soaked up the soup with anticipation. Le Zhengying raised his glass and drank, but Quan Dang didn't hear him complain.
"So, she's really a good boy. Who do you think she's looking for?" Cui Jian joined the topic and asked curiously.
Yang Yuting looked at Le Zhengying, Le Zhengying thought about his younger brother's expression last night, thought for a moment, and then said the original thing.
After explaining the whole story, Le Zhengying said again: "My family A Su has not been in contact with people since she was a child, and I have nothing to do for her. Since she sincerely wants to thank people, Yang Yuting, I will first thank you sincerely. I have passed you, please help to find it."
He knew that this matter would make Le Zhengying willing to take care of him. Thinking of this, Yang Yuting's face was a little more joyful, and he said with a smile: "It's easy to say, this is what it should be, who made me your friend, she is your brother."
Starting with this, the four of them chatted about trivial matters at home and the government affairs of the court, and spent the afternoon leisurely.
It was noon when we left. Cui Jian still had an invitation in the afternoon, so he went to the next destination, Su Yanqing returned home, while Yang Yuting, who was still on duty, went to the office of the South Gate.
Le Zhengying walked with him for a while, and threw a sachet to him before parting. The free and easy Minister of the Ministry of War left a sentence, "This is the lucky money for you." He rode his horse towards the house.
Yang Yuting, who remained on the spot, held the sachet, opened it carefully, took out a round and white jade ring, and immediately smiled. He put the Yuhuan back, ready to put it on after tying the rope, carrying the small gift box that he had brought to attract attention, and returned to the department hall.
With Le Zhengying's entrustment and gifts, Yang Yuting asked his subordinates to ask them one by one as soon as he arrived at the office, but unfortunately no one was found. Until the people in charge of the warehouse below saw how active he was, they casually mentioned that the people in Little Princess Jing Ming's mansion had taken a few sets of primrose suits with the oracle and left.
The smart and witty Yang Yuting reacted immediately, it must be their playful little princess running out to play. He just thought, why would the Jinpao guard who was patrolling the South Gate slack off to the point of listening to the shakuhachi at the feast.
After thinking about it like this, Yang Yuting ordered Jinpaowei to deliver the things to the little princess' palace, and then went to Le Zhengying very happily to ask for credit.
Just as he was talking to Le Zhengying, "I'll just say, the person who is so laid back must not be from my South Gate, and he also knows Lin Mengdie, so he must be the little princess."
When he swore that he had not found the wrong person, the little princess frowned at the small gift box.
She remembered the face that was too familiar, and the last words the other party said. Xuan Jingning was very hesitant about whether to send things to the eldest sister.
Le Zhengsu is a man who says what he says. It's not easy to find her here. But what worries her is that Le Zhengsu can find her through this, so other people will not be smarter and found the trace of the queen long ago last night.
Thinking of this, the little princess was a little scared, and her proposal was a little nonsense.
The little princess bit her lower lip and glanced at the gift box full of desserts, engraved with the dagger of Jian Wu, and finally stopped her eyes on the thank-you letter spread on the table.
"Small and humble gifts are not respectful. Thank you for your great grace. I wish you good health and a happy new year."
No matter how you look at it, he is a very real person, and he doesn't seem to have other plans. What's more, the emperor also likes to collect weapons.
After such twists and turns, the little princess placed Zhong Lishuo's New Year's gift on the queen's desk.
"That's it, Huangjie, Le Zhengsu has a good intention, so you can accept it." Looking at Huangjie who was still dealing with state affairs, Xuan Jingning said expectantly.
The queen raised her head and looked at the small snacks that were drawn out one by one, and unexpectedly found that they were all foods that fit her own taste. When her eyes fell on the dagger, the bright eyes of the queen even flickered.
The queen stopped her gaze on the spread letter, and the powerful handwriting of the young Qingjun fell on it, very beautiful.
Seeing the words like a face, in an instant she thought of the startling glance on the Yulong Pavilion.
A very beautiful person, the Queen thought, just as beautiful as Her Royal Highness.
The queen said, "Then accept it." She ordered the servant to put the dagger and the young man's letter into her coffers, and wanted to continue to handle government affairs.
The ground dragon in Zhaohui Hall was very warm, so warm that the queen remembered the weak back of Emperor Zhao. She paused for a moment, and seemed to hear the warm face whispering in her ear: "What kind of song is this, I am also happy."
Then, the queen raised her head, looked at the little princess who had not left, and said, "Ning'er, do you know what Lin Mengdie's song is called?"
She looked at her sister and said, "I asked someone to buy the sheet music and give it back to that child." In this world, there is another person who likes shakuhachi and looks similar to His Highness, which is not bad.
So what fell in the eyes of the queen was the stunned look on the little princess' face.