retaliate

Chapter 393 Uncle Huang, it's time to eat
It's been a long time since we saw each other, but Chang Ling looks very energetic, which doesn't match her status as a living widow.

"Zi Tai!"

Changling's subconscious address made a group of people a little dumbfounded.

What's the relationship between these two people?

Liang Jing whispered, "You actually know her?"

"Why are you here?"

Changling came over.

Yang Xuan smiled wryly, "Not long after I went back, I was arrested by the mission, and I followed Ning Xing, so I thought it was a trip to the mountains and rivers."

"Princess." A servant reminded Chang Ling in a low voice, "This is the East Palace."

Everyone is watching!
Changling's face turned cold slowly, "Come on, just look around."

"Good to say."

Yang Xuan also put away his smiling face, looking businesslike.

"Princess."

A servant came leading the horse.

This person looks familiar!
Yang Xuan blinked his eyes.

What the hell!

When the man saw Yang Xuan, he turned his face away.

Isn't this the son-in-law Chen Qiu?

Yang Xuan thought about the last time... Chen Qiu's family jumped up and down repeatedly, feeling that it was appropriate to follow Lin Ya.Who would have thought that Yingwei would have found evidence against the Chen family with a backhanded attack, copying and beheading the entire family.

Only one son-in-law, Chen Qiu, was left behind.

The last time He Lianhong had this person castrated, he thought he would enter the palace, but he did not expect to become Changling's servant.

How does it feel to have your ex-man turned into a servant?

Yang Xuan found it incredible just thinking about it.

But Changling didn't care.

Get on the horse, then look around, and then ask: "What is this trip for?"

These girls are interesting enough.

Yang Xuan said: "Communicate something."

Changling nodded, "Then you are waiting to see the prince?"

Yang Xuan pointed to Liang Jing, "He begged to see him, and I'm here to punish him."

"What did you do?"

"Someone spied on me, and my entourage made a move. No, they think this matter is endless." Yang Xuan smiled kindly, but Chang Ling felt a wave of evil, "I thought so too... this matter It's not over!"

Changling's eyes turned, "Who?"

The official stepped forward, "I met the princess. Princess, this person is talking nonsense..."

"Shut up!" Changling stopped the official, and said coldly, "If he wants to frame you, he won't frame you, a small official! No way!"

Gee!
Liang Jing felt a toothache, "What does your mother have to do with her?"

"Get out!" Changling pointed inside, and the official rolled in with a red face.

After a while, Changling left the East Palace.

After walking away, she called a palace maid over.

"Go find the prince and tell him that once Yang Xuan seizes the opportunity to use such a low-level trick, let him restrain himself when he has a headache!"

The palace maid agreed, and a servant asked: "Princess, this is Ning Xing! Then Yang Xuan dare to turn the world upside down?"

Changling said indifferently: "Auntie Hong failed to trick him last time, do you think a small official will be enough?"

That guy is probably digging a hole!

The prince got the news and said with a smile, "Changling is too worried."

The servant came to report, "His Royal Highness, the Deputy Envoy of the Tang Dynasty seeks to see you."

"Where's Saburo?"

The prince looked calm.

The servant replied: "The third prince is outside, he said he wanted to see the scenery of the East Palace first."

to see the scenery?
There was a touch of coldness in the prince's eyes.

It's no secret in Ning Xing's officialdom that the emperor likes the third prince, He Lianxun, and everyone in the palace is even better.

But he is the prince!
The emperor is ruthless, no amount of love should go past him.

However, He Lianfeng passed him and loved the third prince very much.

"Deputy envoy...who?"

"Liang Jing."

Following the voice, a middle-aged man came in.

"Mr. Song." The crown prince smiled and said, "Why did you come so late today?"

The person who came was Song Zhan, the prince's advisor, and he covered his mouth and yawned, "Beauty is so kind, she sleeps in the middle of the night."

The prince asked someone to make some tea, and when Song Zhan regained his energy, he said, "Aye, Ling Sanlang came to receive the Tang envoy, what do you think, sir?"

"There is a folk custom of loving young children. The so-called youngest and youngest are Aye's lifeblood."

"But he's not the youngest."

Song Zhan smiled, "Whoever your Majesty says is the youngest is the youngest."

The prince lowered his eyes, "But it's the prince alone."

Song Zhan's expression gradually calmed down, "The prince... is also a subject!"

"That's right!" The crown prince smiled and said, "Gu is a courtier, but Saburo and the others are sons. Interesting, interesting!"

Song Zhan nodded, "It would be best for Your Highness to understand this."

"Of course Gu understands that the prince is the crown prince and has power in his hands. The prince has no power, that's all."

"Yes."

"It's always been difficult to be a prince. If you do it well, you're trying to gain fame and have ulterior motives. If you don't do it well, you say you have no talent or virtue. How can you inherit the great rule? It's a dilemma."

The prince said mockingly: "So the best way is to pretend to be stupid."

"Your Highness, just be cautious in your words and deeds." Song Zhan felt that the prince was a little pessimistic, "Your Majesty's love for the third prince is only for a while."

"Do you think it's just a moment?" the prince looked at him and asked.

Song Zhan squinted his eyes and smiled, "Your Highness has done nothing wrong."

The prince sneered, "The day before yesterday when Gu got closer to a servant, Aye became furious and even forced Gu to execute that servant."

Song Zhan sighed; "Your Highness, the East Palace has always been a place of great attention, why can't Your Highness bear it..."

The two didn't care about the life of a servant at all.

"How long will you have to endure?" The prince's face was ashen, "Aye said that he was happy when he saw Saburo, and he was stern and furious when he saw Gu. How long do you think Gu can endure?"

He raised the teacup and was about to drop it, but after taking a few quick breaths, he held back.Slowly put the teacup on the table, "No, I should ask Aye, how long can he endure the lonely prince!"

"Your Highness, be careful." Song Zhan turned to look outside.

"Your Highness." An internal servant stood outside, "The Deputy Envoy of the Tang Dynasty asks to see you again."

"Let the third child go to see him." The prince waved his hand impatiently.

"Political affairs are important!" Song Zhan advised.

"It's better if I don't get involved." The prince said gloomyly: "By the way, who is the future of Northern Xinjiang?"

Song Zhan thought for a while, "Your Highness said that Yang Xuan?"

The prince nodded, "It is said that it is not yet twenty, but it has become famous, what do you think, sir?"

Song Zhan smiled: "It's too early to be called a famous general in less than [-]."

The prince raised his head, "Let him come, see you alone."

Let the third prince meet Liang Jing, and the crown prince meet Yang Xuan, this arrangement is somewhat interesting.

"Your Highness means to advance in order to retreat." Song Zhan nodded, but his expression clearly disapproved, "From the outside world, His Highness seems to have been wronged, but His Majesty's wronged, accept it, and don't say anything."

"Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your kindness?" the prince smiled.

Song Zhan nodded silently.

"See me?" Yang Xuancai walked outside the gate of the residence and was arrested again.

Wang Deng came out after hearing the news, "Where is the deputy envoy?"

"The third prince is seeing him."

Wang Deng coughed dryly, "So, old man, let's go!"

He is an envoy, so naturally he should see the prince.

This level is matched.

The official who came to find Yang Xuan had a straight face, "Your Highness wants to see Mr. Yang."

There is no such rule in officialdom, but this is an enemy country.

Yang Xuan returned to the East Palace again.

"The third prince is there."

When entering, the servant leading the way pointed to the left.

Under the veranda on the left, the third prince and Liang Jing stood together, talking freely.

The third prince was in high spirits, and Liang Jing nodded frequently.

It seems that the atmosphere is good!

"Mr. Yang, here." The servant turned around and pointed to the front.

Yang Xuan nodded, smiled and walked over.

In the hall, Helian Dan was sitting on it, and Song Zhan was sitting next to him.

"Your Highness, Yang Xuan is here."

Helian Dan has already seen Yang Xuan outside the door, "It's very young."

Yang Xuan came in and saluted, "I have seen Your Highness."

He Liandan nodded, "Mr. Yang came from afar, and Gu just wanted to know something about the Tang Dynasty. Can you explain to Gu?"

The scenery of the Tang Dynasty, just find any Yingwei who can be more real than what I said.

Yang Xuan smiled, "I don't know what His Highness wants to know."

"Take northern Xinjiang as an example."

"Northern Xinjiang? It's bitter cold in northern Xinjiang."

"Really?" The prince smiled and said, "It's a bit cold to say that I'm alone, come here."

A servant stepped forward, "Your Highness."

The prince said: "Daliao and Tang are countries of brotherhood. When the missions come from far away, they should show their friendship as the landlord and prepare a banquet."

"Yes."

Yang Xuan said: "The envoy is still in the post."

The prince smiled and said, "Please come."

What about the deputy envoy?
What about Lao Liang?
Liang Jing came later.

Yang Xuan is drinking with the prince.

"Sit." Yang Xuan hiccupped.

Liang Jing sat down, and Yang Xuan asked: "Looking at the joyful conversation between you and the third prince, did you gain a lot?"

"Shut up!" Liang Jing said in a low voice: "That bastard has been telling me about poems and articles, and even asked me what poems I have written recently. I can't say that I have been focusing on drinking and playing with women recently. Just read a poem."

"Deputy Liang."

The third prince is here.

"Brother."

The prince smiled and said: "You have never been willing to drink in the East Palace, why are you here today?"

Yang Xuan squinted at the two brothers, thinking that the third prince doesn't seem to be a non-drinker, so why wouldn't he drink in the East Palace?

Wang Deng sat on top of him, and pressed his left hand several times on the desk.

Raise your eyebrows again.

The old man has a deep understanding of such conspiracies and tricks.

The third prince dare not drink it!
In case of drinking too much, or being drunk too much, when you wake up, there is a man lying next to you, and he will say affectionately, "Are you awake?"

Or there is a woman lying beside her, covering her face and crying: "This slave is the crown prince's woman!"

Gee!

Yang Xuan thought that the relationship between the Tang royal family was disgusting, but he didn't expect the Beiliao royal family to be worried.

The two brothers were so jealous of each other that He Lianfeng didn't worry that someday his sons would kill each other?

However, perhaps he wished to see this scene!

The third prince smiled and said: "I was shocked by a poem by Deputy Envoy Liang earlier, and I have been dumbfounded until now."

"Oh! What poem?"

When the Northern Liao Dynasty was founded, it was also formed as a large tribe. It was better to plunder and fight for any poems and articles.

But they have a good neighbor.

Chen Guo in the front, and Datang later.

With the fighting and exchanges with the Central Plains, the culture of the Central Plains flooded into the Beiliao.

Some people say that the rough and crazy style of the Northern Liao Dynasty should be maintained, but everyone likes to enjoy themselves. Why should they drink blood when they have cooked food?

From food, clothing, housing and transportation to poetry and articles, Beiliao almost accepted everything according to the order.

The royal family is one of them.

The prince has been studying since he was a child, and his poems and essays are not a problem, but his level... the gentlemen say it well, but they say it is mediocre behind their backs.

The crown prince knew that Liang Jing was a lucky person who climbed to a high position by relying on nepotism.Such people can be said to be ignorant, what kind of poems can they make?
The third prince sat down, closed his eyes and brewed his emotions.

"The luminous cup of wine and wine, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately."

Yang Xuan glanced at Liang Jing.

The dog actually plagiarized my poems!

The crows landed on the pig's back, one blacker than the other.

The third prince shook his head, "Grand Mo Xiao is lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

The crown prince looked at Liang Jing with brilliant eyes, "He is heroic on the battlefield, full of poetry."

He and Song Zhan looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Yingwei will go to inquire about important figures in the Tang Dynasty, and the brothers and sisters of the imperial concubine are among them.

The news they got was that Liang Jing relied on the imperial concubine as a small official from a small place, and made his way to the top.And when Liang Jing was young, he was an ignorant young man.

Maybe the person who makes such heroic and good poems is ignorant?
Helian Hong!
dereliction of duty!

The prince squinted his eyes, thinking that He Lianhong was a knife of the emperor, what if he could use it to get it off?
Song Zhan coughed dryly, "Your Highness."

"Ok?"

The prince looked up and found that the expressions of the three members of the mission were not right.

Wang Deng looked dull, as if lost in thought.

The same is true for Yang Xuan.

Among the three, Liang Jing looked like a living person.

He coughed dryly.

"This poem is Yang Shijun's old work."

……

After He Lianchun entered Ningxing, he was taken to his palace.

It's called recuperating, but it's actually under house arrest.

He Lianyan was free.

She wandered around the city a few times and observed several times, but found that no one was following her.

This is not right!

She can be said to be one of He Lianchun's confidantes, and she is in charge of confidential matters.Since the emperor wanted to kill He Lianchun, why didn't he arrest her?
She thought about it and felt wrong.

"Or, go out of town and try."

He Lianyan looked at the city gate, a little hesitant.

Perhaps the masters of the Eagle Guards were staring at her, trying to cast a long line to catch big fish.

If she tried to go out of the city, this balance would be broken, and if the Eagle Guard made a move, she would lose even the last freedom.

Helianyan took a deep breath and walked towards the city gate.

Her steps are deliberate.

When she reached the city gate, a sergeant took a look at her.

Helianyan looked calm.

She was trying her best to feel the movement behind her.

no one.

She walked out of the city gate smoothly.

……

He Lianchun sat on the couch, the room was dimly lit.It was as quiet as if there was no one there outside.

But he knew that there were at least five Eagle Guard experts outside at the moment.

And there is a team of sergeants.

If he wants to rush out, there will be a wave of arrows, and then the masters will surround and kill him.

"This king has lived enough."

He Lianchun laughed at himself and said, "Why bother with this? Is there any poisoned wine? Give me a jug."

There was no movement outside.

"Then let's get some food. I haven't eaten for two days. Are you trying to starve me to death?"

It was as quiet as ever outside.

He Lianchun scolded: "It's really so!"

But he knew that even if He Lianfeng wanted to execute him, he would not use such means.

Therefore, it can only show that the Eagle Guards are being lazy.

An imperial uncle of the clan, who was bound to die, would deliver meals every now and then, just to ensure that he would not die of hunger.

Having not eaten for two days, He Lianchun was so hungry that he fainted.

There is some movement outside.

"Come on someone!"

For two days, no one spoke, no one delivered food, and the dark room seemed like a ghost.

Worse still, loneliness!
When you're in a desperate situation, knowing that no one in the world misses you, the loneliness can be maddening.

He Lianchun was going crazy.

The footsteps approached slowly.

"Who?"

He Lianchun gasped for breath, his eyes became more vigilant.

Those who can come at this time are probably ready to send him back to the west.

Even though he was mentally prepared to die, He Lianchun was still weak all over, panting heavily.

Squeak.

Door open.

Outside the door, Helianyan was holding a big bowl.

"Uncle, it's time for dinner."

(End of this chapter)