Bai Chun was still tepid. Looking at the angry Yang Jikang, he once again pulled out a stunning smile and said: "Then how do you explain these soldiers? If it is not your father, or your uncle's Yu Yin, Will the governor of Hangzhou lend you troops? Or is there someone in the Zhe Chong mansion who you recommended to become an official?"
"This is a personal acquaintance of mine. Do I still need to tell Miss Bai? The imperial court has never paid attention to my personal loan of soldiers. How can you, a slave, question me?" Yang Jikang saw everyone on the stage and was no longer immersed in it. Regarding the question raised by Bai Chun just now, he calmed down and said.
"I just don't want to see the students of my Tang Dynasty who have read poetry and books become worms in our country. Your borrowing troops has nothing to do with me. I came as promised today, but I don't want these two young masters to suffer. This is implicated, so if nothing goes wrong, I should leave." Bai Chun looked at the colorfully dressed women on the stage, as well as the scholars looking at the literati costumes on the stage, and suddenly felt that these people If, as His Highness said, he only knows how to recite poems and compose poems and enjoy romance, then it would be the greatest tragedy for Datang.
"Do you think you can leave after you come? But you can, unless you wait for Mr. Li to come find you, otherwise you can't even think of leaving." Yang Jikang's eyes tightened and he said coldly.
Bai Chun looked at Yang Jikang with a surprised look. In the Tang Dynasty, although she was not as powerful as a prince, she was equivalent to half a prince. She could move around Hangzhou unimpeded. It was just like playing. .
At this time, he pointed to the dozens of soldiers around him with some confusion and confusion, and suddenly realized: "You mean you want to keep me with them?"
"Not bad." Yang Jikang said with certainty: "You can try it and let your two powerful guards try to attack the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty for no reason in front of everyone. Do you know that this is a serious crime of treason! "
"Brother Yang, no, how about you talk to me if you have something to say today? I also hope that Brother Yang will value peace. As the mediators today, Shen Junliang and Brother Zhang Yi naturally do not want to see the scene three days ago happen again. Attack, Of course, Miss Bai would not act so recklessly when beating up soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. How about letting Miss Bai use tea instead of wine to apologize to Brother Yang?" When Shen Junliang heard the word treason, he was so frightened that he almost threw the teacup in his hand to the ground. , stood up quickly and said nervously.
Zhang Yi next to him also looked anxious and worried. This Miss Bai was as beautiful as a fairy, so why wasn't she smart? Doesn't she know that with today's situation, if she resists Yang Jikang, she will only suffer a loss
Bai Chun looked at Yang Jikang's arrogant and arrogant look, and couldn't help but feel angry. With the influence of Yang Zhirou and Yang Sijian, he actually acted arrogantly and became powerful. If it were in Chang'an, let alone Yang Zhirou, Yang Sijian would also do it in person. Go to Prince Pu's Mansion to pay him a visit and call him Miss Bai!
So Bai Chun just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Yi next to him: "Miss Bai, it was wrong for you to order your guards to beat people three days ago. Brother Yang's words were naturally offensive, but... but..." "Zhang Yi didn't know how to speak. In their hearts, no one wanted to treat a woman as beautiful as a fairy like Bai Chun as a slave.
"So I, Yang Jikang, will not make things difficult for beauties. I am tolerant to you today because I, Yang Jikang, have always been a compassionate person, and I care about your appearance. And the Mr. Li you follow does not even have the status of a good citizen. If I can't give it to you, what's the point of following him? Three days ago, I offended you, Miss Bai, but I still lost face in his teahouse in front of everyone, and today I attacked Mr. Zhang. I, Yang Jikang, can let things go by the way of the teahouse owner, Brother Shen." Yang Jikang's meaning is obvious. If you really don't want to embarrass Mr. Li, you can follow me in the future and I can pretend that nothing happened.
"Tell me your story." Bai Chunyu said lightly, fiddling with a strand of hair hanging down to her chest with her slender fingers.
"But!" Seeing Bai Chun's unconcerned and calm look, Yang Jikang felt a little panicked for some reason. He calmed down and said, "But if you still don't know how to praise, then don't say it's you, it's you As for Mr. Li, I, Yang Jikang, can still trap him in Hangzhou, unable to leave! Do you think I haven’t sent anyone to follow you these past three days? Do you think I don’t know where Mr. Li has gone?”
"You dare to touch him?" Bai Chun stroked his hair hanging on his chest with both hands and asked somewhat provocatively.
"Within half an hour, I brought him to me, do you believe it?" Yang Jikang looked at the provocation on Bai Chun's beautiful face and said unconvinced.
Bai Chun burst into laughter as if he had heard something very funny. When his beautiful face burst into laughter, everyone present was stunned and moved, even those gorgeous women. When I think about it, this woman who can't smile turns out to be so beautiful when she smiles. It's really as charming as a fairy!
"I think you can give it a try and bring him here for half an hour." Bai Chun's beautiful eyes moved from the audience to the stage, and then glanced at Yang Jikang with contempt.
Zhang Yi suddenly stood up at this time, walked to Yang Jikang, bowed and said in his ear: "Brother Yang, since you admire Miss Bai's beauty, but you don't win her heart with your own talent, but you fall into Isn't it a bad idea to fight bravely? Besides, since you already know their whereabouts, why bother to keep them alone? As long as they don't leave Hangzhou City, doesn't it mean everything is under your control? "
Zhang Yi's words just wanted to help Bai Chun survive today's crisis. After all, not only were there soldiers from the Tang Dynasty at the mountain gate, but the high platform was also surrounded by soldiers from the Tang Dynasty. Even Miss Bai's three guards, together with the soldiers at the mountain gate, The ten guards of the Tang Dynasty add up to three heads and six arms, and they are all warriors who can equal ten warriors. But facing the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, isn't it like a mantis's arms acting like a chariot
Besides, are we really going to fight these soldiers? Do you really want to commit this charge of rebellion? In this way, wouldn't it be what Yang Jikang wanted? Wouldn't it put Miss Bai into a more difficult situation
"Okay, since you are willing to compose a poem at this time, I can't refute Mr. Zhang's face, right? Then please ask Mr. Zhang to compose a poem!" Yang Jikang glanced at Zhang who was whispering in his ear. The next day, he spoke loudly to everyone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the echoes on and off the stage suddenly came to mind. One by one, they asked Zhang Yi, a Marquis who had no idea and only knew how to wield swords and guns, to compose a poem.
Zhang Yi blushed at Yang Jikang's words. Since he himself was a military commander, his poems and songs were not very good, not to mention that he himself had never composed a poem.
What I said just now was just to relieve Bai Chun's urgent need, and it was just a delaying tactic. I didn't want Yang Jikang to really hate him as Shen Junliang said. In front of everyone, after saying what he said, he still had to make himself rich. Shit, isn't this just embarrassing yourself in front of everyone
Shen Junliang has been in business for many years, and the poems and books he studied so hard in his early years have long been forgotten. Now seeing Zhang Yi helpless and at a loss, he can only sigh helplessly.
I've told you to meddle in this business a long time ago, but you just don't listen. Now it's better. Not only did you offend Yang Jikang, the only person who could let you enter the trial, but you were also embarrassed by others and couldn't stand down in front of everyone.
Just when Shen Junliang and Zhang Yi were flushed by Yang Jikang and didn't know how to get off the stage, Bai Chun's voice suddenly rang out: "If you make it, what should you do? Write a poem too? Or do you want to do it to them?" Let bygones be bygones?"
Bai Chun's words made Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang stunned! Even Yang Jikang and everyone on and off the stage fell silent for an instant! Is it possible that this woman, who is not registered with her husband, can recite poems and compose poems
Yang Jikang looked at Bai Chun's relaxed expression, and his heart tightened for no reason. He snorted coldly and said: "Whether it's Miss Bai or the two of them, as long as they compose a decent poem, I will do it too." That’s one song! But what if I can’t make it?”
"Can't you do it?" Bai Chun didn't know when he learned Pei Wanying's habit of tilting her head to act cute. Seeing this cute attitude, Yang Jikang's heartbeat accelerated, and he wished he could hold the beauty in his arms the next moment.
But when he was still immersed in Bai Chun's pure beauty and couldn't extricate himself, he only heard Bai Chun say: "I never thought that I couldn't do it. But if the poems you make are not as good as mine, then you have to let the three of us do it." Leave, do you dare to bet?"
Bai Chun looked at so many people at this time. Even if he wanted to deceive Yang Jikang's personal secrets, collusion between government and businessmen, or buying and selling officials, it was impossible. He could only make other plans after returning, so At this moment, there is no intention to continue to be bored with these people.
Zhang Yi and Shen Junliang seemed to be petrified. They thought they would perform a heroic rescue scene today, but unexpectedly, in the end, it was the beauty who helped them solve the embarrassing problem.
But the two of them were at a loss at this moment. Not many women in the Tang Dynasty were familiar with poetry and books, and even fewer were able to compose their own poems. That was the one next to Yang Jikang, who was called the oiran. A woman who paints a boat can only sing other people's poems. Composing poems is something that is simply unthinkable.
"It's a deal." Yang Jikang looked at Bai Chun's disdainful gaze on him, snorted coldly, and said firmly.
"Then listen carefully: 'North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. There are several early orioles vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and the shallow grass can have no horse hooves. In the end, The love lake is not enough to travel east, and the white sand embankment is in the shade of green poplars. "It's your turn next." Bai Chun is very confident that this poem is absolutely suitable for this situation, and it was written by His Highness, so he will definitely do it. It will be a masterpiece as before.
The reaction on and off the stage was just as she expected. When she recited the first line, there was silence. After she finished reading the whole poem, there was still silence on and off the stage, and everyone was speechless. From time to time, I look to the north of myself, and then look at the low green grass not far away, recalling this poem that is suitable for the occasion.
(End of chapter)