Empty White
The music of stringed instruments never stops, the singing and dancing never stop, and the wine glasses are clinking and the cups are passed around.
The wine is poured out and the cup is empty.
The King of Luoyang smashed the wine of the Marquis of Luoyang.
How could the Princess of Chang'an tolerate him?
Princess Huayang put away her smile, supported her husband, and slowly stood up.
"Prince Anle, in front of me..."
She was drunk and more luxurious than ever.
"You haven't learned enough from the saints... you are rude... you are unrighteous..."
Li Wanwan stared at "Prince Anle" intently. When their eyes met, the coldness of a saint extinguished the princess's sudden anger in the drunken state.
"How could a raccoon slave... offer wine to... Prince Anle..."
Li Wanwan's voice became smaller and smaller.
Princess, you are right. How could I offer wine to King Anle?
"Only... Crane Slave... would dare to smash the... wine of the Raccoon Slave..."
Li Wanwan's momentum is getting weaker and weaker.
The princess is right. Only a saint would dare to smash my wine cup.
The emperor arrived in Kangfang, Linping.
It's not just me. Li Meimei doesn't dare to believe it, Shen Yulu doesn't want to believe it, and Li Meimei doesn't want to believe it.
Only then did the princess recognize her brother.
The wine fell, and Li Meimei stood up. Her expression matched mine, and her voice was so soft I couldn't hear it. Judging from her lips and teeth, she was probably calling out "Big Brother"...
Huayang trembled, Anyang lowered his head and remained silent, and the prince consort stood up and dared not drink anymore.
I should have bowed down. When the saint first arrived at the top of the tower, I should have been the first to bow down.
But his legs were not as he wished. He was so drunk in the morning that he refused to listen to me, and he couldn't open his mouth or speak. He almost hurt the two princesses.
I fear the saint, Princess Anyang fears the saint, and Princess Huayang is even more frightened.
From childhood to adulthood, from birth to death, it has always been like this.
"Drunk, drunk, I'm drunk..."
The princess staggered from side to side, and Huayang's pearls and jade swayed.
"Li'er, An'er, you're drunk too..."
The solemnity is gone, only nonsense remains.
"The Prince Consort is drunk too... He can't drink anymore, he can't eat anymore, he can't listen to music or watch dance anymore... Let's go back to the house... Let's go back..."
The Shen family is as rich as an entire state, just as Baodai said, it is the richest state in the world.
The Shen family lives in the north of Chang'an and has houses in various places.
Under the majesty of Li Junqing, Li Anan pretended to be drunk and escaped for her life. The two princesses took their husbands and the captain and fled away, abandoning the wine.
I wanted to follow quietly, but I couldn't do it quietly.
Li Yanyan is gone, Li Meimei is gone, Shen Yulu is gone...
I was not left behind by them, but was stopped by the saint by pulling my clothes.
No matter how close or distant, inside or outside, one cannot tell the difference when drunk.
The princess was drunk and did not recognize the king, and her nonsense scared the saint. This was a serious crime of treason.
The lady of the Li family does not recognize the son of the Li family. It is not convenient for the saint to scold the princess's sister. If the princess is wrong, it is natural that I will be scolded and punished.
I'm used to being scolded in public and losing face.
At that moment that night, in the restaurant in Pingkangfang.
If I commit murder or arson, He Nu will be the judge of the three judges; if I commit adultery, He Nu will be the one catching me in bed.
The saint squeezed my hand tightly and spoke in my ear, saying, "I like musicians and actors, but I just don't like saints..."
Yes, I like musicians and actors, but I don’t like saints.
I have no moral integrity and no conduct. I read books and practice calligraphy, and get involved in literature, just to exchange letters with Ru Di who is far away in Qianzhou.
I am an uneducated and pleasure-seeking person, so naturally I only like musicians, actors, dancers and singers.
I don't want to listen to a single word of the sour, pedantic words of those Confucian scholars, let alone the incomprehensible sages and great powers...
"Yes, I like Le Ling, not Shengxian."
I said.
As soon as he finished speaking, I saw the saint gasping for breath, as if he was heartbroken and dead.
"Singing every night, enjoying sex every day, and strolling every night, Ah Yan is even more enjoyable than me, the emperor..."
The king of a country actually spoke sour words to a subject like me.
The sage was in Taiji Palace and could not enter or leave Chang'an City at will. He coveted the brothels and the beautiful singers in Pingkangfang.
I lowered my eyes and accepted the scolding, and the saint was about to teach me.
The King of Wei was very drunk. He threw the wine around, and a pot of wine soaked the Taoist robe of the saint.
"Prince Anle, this is Chang'an, the Western Capital, not Luoyang, the Eastern Capital. I forbid you from speaking to a non-immortal..."
The King of Wei does not recognize the king, and Your Majesty is committing treason.
The saint is sober, but I have long been sober.
The King of Wei was drunk and pushed the saint, the Princess of Heng was drunk and pushed the King of Wei, the Princess of Shouyang was drunk and pushed the Princess of Heng, the King of Heng was drunk and pushed the Princess of Shouyang, the Princess of Qinyang was drunk and pushed the King of Heng, and the Princess of Puyang, who was not drunk, pulled the Princess of Qinyang.
The Li family's sons and daughters pushed and shoved each other, getting drunk like a pot of muddy wine.
"Prince Wei, I will tell you clearly tonight. Next spring, after the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, the Marquis of Luoyang will go to Luoyang with Prince Anle... Madam Yan will marry no one else but you... I advise Prince Wei to give up his inappropriate thoughts as soon as possible..."
Princess Heng has the final say. She reprimanded the King of Wei and made the decision on my marriage.
Madam Yuwen was speaking, and the Saint and his flower and bird messengers all looked at me.
They looked at me, as if asking me something.
I refused to say anything.
"nonsense!"
The King of Wei said angrily.
"nonsense!"
Princess Shouyang's voice was deafening, louder than the King of Wei's.
"Fifth sister will not leave Chang'an, nor will she follow Prince Anle to Luoyang. She will never marry Prince Anle."
Princess Shouyang was furious.
"Is that nonsense?"
Princess Heng laughed repeatedly, "Wait until the princess sees the Queen Mother's decree, and then see if I am talking nonsense."
"The late emperor's will was to let my fifth sister marry my brother the emperor. How dare you disobey the late emperor's will?" Princess Shouyang said angrily.
"Is the late emperor more powerful than the empress dowager? The fifth lady is going to marry Prince Anle." Princess Heng said sternly.
"The emperor is older than the empress, so my fifth sister can only marry the emperor." Princess Shouyang said solemnly.
"The Marquis of Luoyang can only marry a saint? Princess, isn't she old enough to remember how Lady Yan lost her position as empress? This is a family affair of the Li family. You, a princess who has not yet been married, have no say in it."
Princess Heng asked coldly.
"Prince Anle, my surname is Li. It is not your place as a remnant of the previous dynasty to interfere in our Li family affairs."
Princess Shouyang was furious.
"Li Jiaojiao!"
"Yuwen Wuyou!"
The wine cup fell to the ground, and the pearls and jade fell to the ground.
Princess Li took action first, protecting her brother the emperor. Princess Heng would never give in, protecting her childhood sweetheart, Prince Anle.
The dispute between the late emperor and the empress dowager, the dispute over the imperial edict, the dispute over Chang'an and Luoyang, the dispute over the Western Capital and the Eastern Capital, the dispute between the sage King Anle, and the dispute between this dynasty and the previous dynasty.
The fighting continues.
Princess Heng took over the reins, and Princess Shouyang acted on her own.
But what they took away was my Lord, and what they did was also my Lord.
Her hair is disheveled and her face is no longer as beautiful as before.
Princess Shouyang was pushed down by Princess Heng and fell into the arms of the Saint and me.
The princess sobered up after the princess pushed her, and the two of them stopped dreaming in drunkenness.
Li Jiaojiao held on to me and the Saint and wouldn't let go.
"His Majesty."
The princess recognized the saint, Li Jiaojiao exclaimed in surprise.
She knelt down joyfully and bowed again and again.
The string music stopped, the singing and dancing stopped, the wine glasses were mixed, and the cups were pushed forward.
Pei Gong stood up and Yan Qing bowed.
The saint visited incognito at night, and the three tunes of the zither were interrupted...
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