Qujiangchi.

The emperor rewarded Chang'an military and civilians with wine and meat for three days. These three days are the day of celebration.

The Qujiang Pool is very lively, but the most lively one is inside.

The prime ministers came here together today, and there were many other literati and poets, or young handsome men.

Li Yifu was drinking, and a female prostitute was serving him. He glanced at Xu Jingzong and said, "I have been waiting for a long time, who are you waiting for?"

"It's a pity that Xiao Jia didn't see this grand event."

Xu Jingzong was quite regretful and then said, "Sing, be heroic, dance, be more generous."

Turning back, he raised his glass, "Everyone, today's grand event, how can there be no poetry? The water flowing in the Qujiang Pond is so flowing that the wine in the cup will be filled with poetry and essays. I have asked someone to copy it from the side. If it is good, I will gather it into a book and print it out with the carved plate, and each person will have one book."

This is a poem written under the eyes of the prime ministers, and it can be printed and remembered forever...

Everyone was thinking hard.

Once you have it, you will recite it loudly.

"good."

Xu Jingzong nodded slightly, but felt ordinary.

Ren Yaxiang didn't care about this, he was just enjoying singing and dancing.

Master Xu (yu) raised his glass to drink with a smile. Li Yifu took a sip and then went silent.

The music suddenly became excited, and a singer stepped forward and sang loudly, "The long clouds in Qinghai are dark in the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar. The yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will never return until Loulan is destroyed."

Everyone was surging with their blood as they heard it, and they couldn't help but raise their glasses to drink.

Many people were watching outside, and a girl said, "This is Wuyang Gong's frontier poem, it's really passionate."

The literati and poets who were writing poems all smiled bitterly.

One person said, "I just got two sentences. When I heard this poem, I not only couldn't think of it below, but the first two sentences were forgotten completely."

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Xu Jingzong said reservedly: "So... change another song."

Another singer stepped forward and sang loudly: "Grape wine, luminous cup, and you want to drink the pipa immediately. Don't laugh at me if you lie drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war since ancient times?"

The girl smiled and said, "This is still Wuyang Gong's frontier poem."

Those who wrote poems smiled bitterly.

Li Yifu glanced at Xu Jingzong and whispered: "You have limited the heroic ones as soon as you come, so you can only sing frontier poems, but Jia Ping'an's frontier poems are the best in the world, your mind is... dirty!"

He shook his head, extremely disdainful.

"You are judging a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" Xu Jingzong looked at him and asked softly: "Isn't Xiao Jia's other poems good?"

Li Yifu: “…”

The key to the classic poems of Jia Ping'an is that this person can write poems on any subject matter at will, and it will be classics.

Ren Yaxiang was excited to drink and got up and danced.

After a while of jumping, he came back and picked up the wine glass to drink, and said with a slightly drunken voice: "Everyone, Liaodong is pacified, and Tubo and the Turks will be next. The Tang Dynasty's army is so strong that it will be the one that can be used to make the Tang Dynasty surrender. Tubo is a great enemy! But I think that sooner or later, the Tang Dynasty will make them bow down and surrender."

Master Xu smiled and said, "If so, I have carried a book, a cart with fine wine on it, and walked all over the beautiful rivers and mountains."

"Go together!"

Everyone raised their glasses.

"For the Tang Dynasty!"

Poems and essays are constantly chanted, and the singing is loud, and the entire Qujiangchi is immersed in the ecstasy of Dasheng.

Wei Qingyi stood there, and people around her often saw her, and they regarded it as her territory, and no one came to disturb her.

Wei Qingyi glanced at the prime ministers and said, "It's indeed a prosperous era."

She sat by the water, took off her shoes and socks, and slowly put her white jade-like feet down.

"It's getting colder, and it can be seen that the luck below is boiling... I don't know how much water-pressing stones below have increased after this great victory, but I think it will be quite a lot."

She reached out her hand and stirred the water, then gently patted it on her face.

The sun shone from the side, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "The so-called national luck, the world will work hard, and the disaster will turn danger into safety..."

She suddenly frowned slightly, "When I see the prime ministers today, most of them can see luck, but I can't see the man Wuyang Gong through and can't see clearly. That person's face was just ordinary, but his face contained purple air... his momentum was even more different from others."

"After this victory, he must be given a title."

...

Two months later.

"Wushuang, I'm going to die!"

Su He, who had just entered the delivery room, started yelling.

But you haven't started it yet!

Wei Wushuang was covered in black lines, "Take the children out."

There is such an uncontrollable woman who is worried that the children will be affected.

Doudou said happily: "My mother, can you give birth to a sister when I come back?"

I just wanted a son... Su He almost cried with anger in Dou Dou, and then said to the two midwives in surprise: "Why do I feel... have given birth?"

"Wow!"

"Congratulations, I have given birth to a son."

The news reached the princess's mansion, and Gao Yang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"Another son!"

...

Summer is over and autumn is coming.

The autumn tiger is still raging, but a group of people are galloping on the avenue.

Jia Ping'an bowed, "Duke of England, I have something to do at home, so let's take the lead."

"drive!"

"Xiao Jia!"

Li Jie looked at the smoke and dust rolling in front of him, and couldn't hold it in any deeper cunning, and said furiously: "He has been urging all the way. Why are you anxious when you are almost in Chang'an?"

Aye talked more and more... Li Jingye said: "Aweng, two women in his brother's family are probably giving birth, so he is in a hurry to go back and have a look."

Li Jie coughed dryly, touched his old face that was blown by the wind and sun, and felt a little cracked, "You were born in Chang'an, Aye and I both were not in Chang'an, isn't this good?"

Li Jingye looked at him and said sadly: "No wonder Aye always serves as an official outside and refuses to return to Chang'an..."

Li Jie: "..."

"drive!"

Li Jingye is far ahead.

Li Jie covered his forehead, "I have no chance of fighting again after this time. I wanted to live my life, but looking at this rebellious grandson, I feel that I am afraid of being in my later years..."

The British Duke was afraid that his later years would be in chaos... Pei Xingjian looked at him sympathetically.

Jia Ping'an rushed all the way to Chang'an City, and the soldiers outside the city gate shouted: "Drop off the horse and report their identity."

"Jia Ping'an!"

At this moment, there were no pedestrians inside and outside the city gate. After Jia Ping'an said that, he rushed in.

The equestrian was so exquisite that several soldiers couldn't help but shout: "Cai!"

Then they were stunned, "The army is back?"

"Does go!"

The latter one is easier to recognize, and such a figure is rare in Chang'an City.

"It's Li Jingye!"

Li Jingye rushed into the city immediately.

"Brother, I'll go to Pingkangfang first to shake my butt."

This kid didn't even waste this little time, and he was really trying to get some trouble... Jia Ping'an's cheeks trembled slightly, and then he headed all the way to Daodefang.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Jiang Rong cursed: "Who dares to gallop in Chang'an City?"

Yiqi rushed over, Jiang Rong took a look and said happily: "Honor Wuyang is back?"

"Here I'm back."

Jia Ping'an's heart was like an arrow, but he disappeared in a flash.
To be continued...