Li Qingan didn't expect to meet Dugu Mingyue here. He had already forgotten the blind date ten days ago, but Dugu Mingyue's beautiful appearance that day has always been a long time since he could not forget it.

He walked forward quickly, smiled slightly, "Miss Mingyue, do you still remember me?"

"Oh! You are General Li, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Dugu Mingyue smiled faintly and her eyes turned to a river of clear water again.

Seeing that she was worried and had no intention of talking to her, Li Qingan smiled and said, "Then I won't bother the girl."

As soon as he bowed his hand, he walked down the bridge and walked more than a dozen steps. Dugu Mingyue behind him shouted softly: "General Li, please wait a moment."

Dugu Mingyue walked down the bridge and gave Li Qing'an Yingying a gift, "General Li, I'm really sorry for what happened last time. I don't know that my grandfather invited General Li to drink. I'm really rude."

"A small matter!" Li Qing'an waved his hand and smiled, "Actually, I also want to find an excuse to go shopping! By the way, I met Ling Mei again in Xishi."

For some reason, Li Qingan likes Dugu Mingzhu, who has a trendy makeup, and he asked with a smile: "Where is Mingzhu? Is she here today?"

Dugu Mingyue pursed her lips and said, "She is here, and she went to the hot spring with a few female companions to play in the water."

"Then why don't you go and play?"

Dugu Mingyue sighed quietly and sat down on a big rock. A jade hand with white wrists and red muscles held the fragrant cheeks. After a moment, she suddenly asked, "General Li, is Anxi beautiful?"

"How to say it?"

Li Qingan also sat down beside her and smiled and said, "Of course Anxi is beautiful. It is vast and magnificent. There is an elusive grassland. By the river, groups of snow-white sheep are eating grass leisurely. White clouds are wearing them like hats on the head of the iceberg snow peaks. The ice peaks are as dazzling as sapphires, just like cities in the sky."

"City of the Sky!" Dugu Mingyue's eyes showed a look of yearning.

She seemed to be feeling a little better, and she turned around and smiled at Li Qing'an, "General Li, actually, I think you are very literary, not as rude and rude as they commented."

Li Qingan shook his head and smiled, "It's not a good idea to be literary. He can only read and write letters. My parents died since I was a child, and my grandfather forced me to practice arrows every day and didn't have time to read."

“So that’s how it is.”

Dugu Mingyue sighed and said, "General Li should read more when he has time! Only with outstanding literary talent can it be more useful."

When Li Qingan heard her tone of respecting literature and demoting martial arts, he felt a little unhappy, and said, "Although literature can safeguard the country, martial arts can also stabilize the country. If everyone in the Tang Dynasty went to study, who would resist the invasion of Hu and Horse? Miss Mingyue, what do you think?"

Dugu Mingyue smiled slightly but did not refute him. At this time, her eyes suddenly lit up and she looked across the pond.

Li Qing'an felt a little strange, so he followed her gaze and saw three people walking through the flowers on the other side of the pond, two of whom were scholars in their forties. Of course Dugu Mingyue would not look at them, so Li Qing'an's eyes fell on the third person.

This was a young man with a sensual figure, about twenty years old, with a face as beautiful as a jade, starry-eyed, wearing a brocade robe and a golden crown. He didn't notice this and was discussing loudly with the two scholars.

"I, Emperor Taizong, once said that people can carry boats or cover boats. I think this is a very reasonable saying, if I rule the world, I should take the hearts of the people as the basis, so that the people can live and work in peace, the world will be abundant, and the world will be peaceful..."

Li Qingan smiled faintly. The boy was so angry. He glanced at Dugu Mingyue and saw the rippling vortex of her cheeks. The sadness just now was wiped out. Li Qingan felt a little awakened. It turned out that she liked the young man opposite her.

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The young man walked away, and Dugu Mingyue suddenly stood up and smiled at Li Qing'an, "It's pleasant to talk to General Li. It's cold outside, so I'll go in first."

Li Qingan shrugged and smiled, "Miss Mingyue, please give me a gift!"

Dugu Mingyue was a little apologized, but her heart had already flew away, so she whispered: "General Li, I'm sorry."

Li Qingan laughed, "What did Miss Mingyue say? Is there anything to apologize for? Go quickly!"

The moon is flowing with autumn waves. She smiled at Li Qing'an and walked away lightly.

"His grandma, the beauty doesn't look down on me, Lao Li!" Li Qingan touched the scar on his forehead and smiled to himself in the tone of Li Fei Yuanli.

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Li Qingan walked around again. Although the buildings in Yanghuahua Mansion were magnificent, it was the cold winter in December, and it was so desolate. After walking around for a while, he felt that it was meaningless, so he walked towards the lobby.

As soon as he walked to the stairs, a man bowed to him on the stairs, "General Li, please stay."

The person who came was a man in his thirties. He had very white skin and looked gentle in a scholar's robe. Li Qing'an had a little impression of him, and seemed to have seen him just now at the door.

"Who are you....."

"After I am the Minister of the Ministry of Rites Cui Ping, who has long been honored by General Li."

"So it's Cui Yuanwailang!" Li Qing'an bowed and smiled, "Is there anything wrong with Yuanwailang looking for me?"

"It's nothing. I just admire General Li for a long time. I want to invite General Li to the humble house to have a glass of water and wine tomorrow night. I wonder if General Li can enjoy the whole place?"

Li Qing'an pondered for a moment and asked, "I wonder what the relationship between the Right Chief Cui Qiao of Shangshu and Yuanwailang?"

"Cui Youcheng is my second uncle."

Li Qingan smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Cui doesn't bother me, I will definitely come tomorrow."

Cui Ping was overjoyed. He quickly took out a folded note and handed it to Li Qing'an and said, "This is my address, so you can come tomorrow."

Li Qingan took the note, clasped his fists and said, "Okay, I'll arrive tomorrow dusk!"

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Walking up the steps, Li Qing'an entered the main hall of the middle hall. Tonight, Yang Huahua sent two thousand invitations, and together with their wife and daughter, there were at least four or five thousand people, divided into three halls. The main hall was wide and huge, like a main hall, which could accommodate 4,000 people at the same time. More than a thousand beds were placed, and two people could sit in one, which could sit nearly three thousand people. Officials and powerful people above the fifth rank and their wives and children are qualified to sit in the main hall.

Although there are more than a thousand couches, the main hall is still not crowded. There is a large open space in the middle, covered with expensive Persian carpets, and nearly a hundred dancers are dancing amid the melodious music.

Li Qing'an's seat was in the middle. A eunuch led him to the seat. He was surrounded by fourth-rank officials and their wives and daughters. The women were dressed up in detail, with thick clouds and thick buns. The main hall was very warm. The women took off their cold fur and silk and wore only short robes and long skirts. The robes were complex and exquisite, and most of them were embroidered with various exquisite patterns. It can be said that "the leaves of the silk shirts are heavily embroidered, and the leaves of the golden phoenix and silver geese are a trace of each of them."

Moreover, the colors are gorgeous, red, purple, yellow and green, which is dazzling. The noble ladies are very well maintained. Most of their breasts are half exposed, fine and moist, and pink and greasy, making people feel like they are half-covered in the dark snow.

There was still some time left at this time, and the guests whispered and there were whispers in the main hall.

The wooden couch was covered with brocade marten, which was very warm. Just as Li Qing'an sat down, he suddenly heard a young woman calling him. When he turned around, he saw Dugu Mingzhu sitting not far away, waving to him in surprise. The bloody makeup on her face was gone. She was wearing a double ring of looking at the fairy bun, applying a little thin powder, and her eyes were bright and white teeth, and her beautiful figure.

Although Dugu Mingzhu is only fourteen years old, she has developed very maturely. Her jade peaks on her chest are tall and graceful, with a unique charm.

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Chapter completed!