retaliate

Chapter 706 Are We Long-Lost Brothers?
There are seven people in the room, four men and three women, one of them is an old acquaintance, the daughter of the thigh, Wei Linger.

"Zitai!" Wei Ling'er happily stood up and waved.

Yang Xuan looked at the crowd, nodded, and said with a smile, "It's so lively."

These people were about the same age as him, but when he came in now, except for Wei Linger's chirping, they were all silent.

That Wang Erlang froze for a moment, then cupped his hands, "It's an honor for Shijun to come in person."

Only then did everyone wake up, and greet each other enthusiastically.

"You're welcome."

Yang Xuan drank wine with these people, while observing, while listening to Wei Linger muttering about recent events.

"I heard that you were coming, so I coaxed Auntie, saying that Hong Huaer wanted me to go shopping, so I came out."

"Hong Hua'er is seeing her marriage recently, and she is having trouble with her family. If she knew you were here, she would definitely climb over the wall and come out."

"Holly loves going to those literary fairs more and more recently. Every time I go, there are good poems, and her reputation is getting bigger and bigger."

"Time flies!" Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

At the beginning, a group of rich and powerful children who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth ran to northern Xinjiang and were captured, causing a lot of troubles.

In an instant, those who got married got married, and those who saw each other looked at each other.

"Zitai, why do you think Dongqing is participating in the literary fair?" Wei Linger asked.

Can I say that it is for the sake of being famous, so as to find a good husband?

Yang Xuan smiled, and told everyone some interesting things about northern Xinjiang.

"Yang Shijun, I heard from my brother that this battle is very exciting, and I wish I could go to the northern border army to serve right away..."

A young man looked at Yang Xuan excitedly, and waited for him to agree, then went home to pack up, and followed to Northern Xinjiang.

Yang Xuan said: "Blood boiling is one thing, and fighting is another. It sounds beautiful, but it is actually bloody. For example, at the beginning of this battle, the first thing is to fight with scouts. A hundred people go out, and three or forty people come back. Once captured , suicide is the best relief, otherwise, life will be worse than death..."

The young man's complexion gradually changed.

"Aha! Come, Mr. Yang, let me offer you a toast."

Yang Xuan raised his glass and stopped the topic.

Wei Linger whispered: "You're scaring him!"

Yang Xuan shook his head, "I received a lot."

Wei Linger was taken aback, "Is it really so tragic?"

"Only worse."

Yang Xuan and a group of people were talking about interesting stories in northern Xinjiang, but never mentioned poetry.

Later, the host and guest were happy, and Yang Xuan left.

"Brother-in-law, do you want me to see you off?"

Zhou Xin smiled and sent him to the stairs of the restaurant.

"Play by yourself!"

Yang Xuan didn't know what programs they would have in the future, but with his brother-in-law around, Zhou Xin would be tied up.

"What are you afraid of? Weng and son-in-law are hanging out together." Suzaku said.

Yang Xuan smiled and walked down the stairs.

"The envoy has gone back?"

The shopkeeper came over courteously, "By the way, someone is waiting for the envoy."

A man in his fifties was standing at the side of the lobby, looking at Yang Xuan.

"Ding Chang met Yang Shijun."

The man's eyes were piercing, and he looked quite majestic.

"You are……"

Behind him, Zhang Xu came up silently and stood beside Yang Xuan, maintaining a posture ready to strike at any time.

Ding Chang glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper let out a haha ​​and left.

"The old man used to be in charge of the Qianzhou palace, but now the Qianzhou palace is empty. The old man came to Chang'an to serve the king."

"Have you seen the king?"

"Not yet." Ding Chang was a little embarrassed.

The elder nephew followed Damei Huang to forge iron in the alley, and Damei Huang was there, so Ding Chang couldn't see him.

"The old man heard about the envoy's love for the king, so I came here to thank you."

Ding Chang cupped his hands and thanked him solemnly.

"You're welcome."

Yang Xuan was a little envious of these families, why did they produce loyal servants?
On the way back, he dropped the question.

"Lang Jun, a good bird chooses a tree to live in. Even if the rich and powerful are down and out, their reputation is still there anyway! There is no telling when they will be able to stand up again."

"Is it fame?"

"There is still some loyalty complex in it. However, loyalty is for the superiors."

That's a mean word.

But it is the truth.

After entering Yongningfang, a few soldiers were squatting by the side, not knowing what to do, and the old thief was also there.

"Let's go, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The old thief stood up grinning.

"Meet the envoy."

The soldiers stood up and saluted.

Yang Xuan nodded, the old thief came over, and said in a low voice: "The man from the mirror platform is here."

"how many people?"

"More than ten people, in various places in the square, three people in Chen Quzhong."

Han Ji smiled, "This is to keep an eye on Mr. Lang. Now that things are going on, don't they still want to find something about Mr. Lang?"

Yang Xuan ignored this.

At the entrance of Chenqu Alley, someone inside shouted: "A Lang is out, avoid it!"

Yang Xuan smiled, and still rode his horse in.

"Who is so bold? Go away!"

A servant rushed out, just about to raise his hand, when he saw it was Yang Xuan, he quickly laughed, "It's Mr. Yang!"

Chen Yongding, who was on the horseback, had a cold expression on his face. When he heard the sound, he dismounted and cupped his hands, "I have seen Mr. Yang."

Yang Xuanju looked down at him, "You're welcome."

"Don't dare!"

It wasn't until Yang Xuan entered the house that Chen Yongding got on his horse and went out.

Several attendants were muttering, "Your Majesty is in the household department, why are you afraid of him?"

"Lang Jun is afraid of him when he is in the household department."

"Why?"

"The household department is the place where the head of the country belongs, and Mr. Lang can be regarded as the head of the country. We live in the same alley with him, and we don't see each other when we look up. If he has malicious intentions...

Do you know how many good players he has around him?There are rumors in the northern border that Yang Xuan has a group of good fighters by his side, who are invincible in battle.If this kind of fierce guy shoots at Lang Jun..."

"Tsk tsk! When he first moved here, he was just a country boy. After this step by step, he has come to where he is today."

"It is said that the Deputy Jiedu is stable. Deputy Jiedu! That is an existence that can be equal to the head of the country in the court."

Yang Xuan was not in the mood to attack a household doctor, so he went home and went to the kitchen first.

Get some mutton to mince, add some seasoning and stir to marinate.The dough is kneaded, spread out, and wrap the lamb in it.

Light a fire, set up an iron plate, and pour some oil on it.

The bread creaked on the iron plate.

After a while, the aroma diffused, Yang Xuan turned over the bread and continued to bake.

Fry until golden on both sides.

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, "Beautiful!"

Gudong!

There was movement behind him, Yang Xuan turned around, the old thief and Wang Laoer were squatting outside the door, drooling while pretending to be guards.

"all come."

"it's not good!"

"Then watch."

Two sticks came in, and each made a piece of cake, but knowing the rules, they went back outside the door and squatted down to eat.

The mutton cakes had a rich taste, Yang Xuan said after finishing eating, "If I have another bowl of soup, it will be delicious."

However, life is not always perfect, contented and happy.

While Yang Xuan was enjoying supper, Ding Chang was also walking in the alley.

The winter night looked a little more deserted, and there were occasional coughs or children's yelling in the homes on both sides.

It's so cold that even the dogs won't go out.

The moonlight scattered on the ground coldly, casting shadows on the elders.

There were two long figures in front of him, Ding Chang stopped and looked up, "What's the matter?"

Two men stood in front, both wearing horizontal knives.

A man on the left asked: "What did you say to Yang Xuan? Also, your identity."

Ding Chang looked at the two of them, and suddenly smiled, "You two followed from outside the restaurant, but you only dared to attack in the alley, so you can see that your identities are shady. Come, tell me, who is the master behind the two of you!" "

"Old dog!"

In an instant, there was a strong wind in the alley.

Bah!
Bah!
The two men fell to the ground, Ding Chang lifted one in each hand, and slipped up, "I'm very busy, so I just want to ask, what do you want to do to Shijun Yang!"

The two men gritted their teeth and said nothing.

"The old man likes hard bones the most, you must hold on!"

Ding Chang tore the clothes of the two men, made a ball of cloth to cover their mouths, squatted down, and brushed his five fingers over their bodies like playing a piano.

The faces of the two men were flushed, and their bodies were twisted crazily. It was a cold day, their heads were covered with sweat, and their clothes were gradually soaked in sweat.

Ding Chang said with a smile: "May I say so?"

The two men nodded.

Later, Ding Chang appeared in the backyard of Huang's blacksmith shop.

Stepping a little heavier, the bedroom door opened quietly, and King Wei came out.

"Your Majesty!"

King Wei pointed to the front, and the two went to the blacksmith shop.

There was still some heat in the room, and Ding Chang saluted, "This old slave has seen the king, and the king has suffered."

"Why are you here?" King Wei asked.

Ding Chang smiled wryly, "After the concubine left, the people in the mansion lost their hearts. This old servant felt that this was not an option, so he came to Chang'an to ask the king for instructions, or else, let some people be dismissed!"

"Without the master of the palace, those servants will lose their souls." King Wei held the handle of the sledgehammer, "Leave some people to clean up, and the rest will be dismissed."

"Yes." Ding Chang said: "The old slave went to the palace earlier, and the slaves in the mansion were not restrained, and it became even more shameful. The old slave wanted to go back and dismiss those people, so he came to Chang'an... Your Majesty, do you think so?"

"You are not too young, so stop tossing."

"It's too early for this old slave! I have to see the king's children and grandchildren in the house, so I can explain to my mother."

When Concubine Shu gave birth to Queen Wei, Chief Ding was sent to take care of her... and Yiniang was placed next to Yang Xuan's biological mother Huang for the reason that she was worried that someone would kill her.

Ding Chang watched King Wei grow up, and gradually he became interested in this child.When King Wei was about to leave the palace to build a mansion, he followed him and has been in charge of the Qianzhou Palace.

King Wei said: "You come here at night, but something happened?"

Ding Chang nodded, "The old slave went to see Yang Shijun earlier, and someone followed him on the way back. The old slave took those two people and tortured them, and learned that..."

He held his breath and listened to the left and right, and then said, "Those people who regard Yang Shijun as a great king..."

"So what?" Wei Wang said lightly.

"Your Majesty sent someone to scold the prince today."

King Wei was silent.

The moonlight was deserted, and he looked even more deserted.

Ding Chang said: "Your Majesty's temperament, the king should know that there is no father-son bond at all. Your Majesty keeps the prince, but it is nothing more than a shield from prying eyes on the throne... the prince.

In the past few years, His Majesty has ignored the crown prince, and suddenly he was reprimanded. Your Majesty, this is a signal. "

King Wei said, "Aye, is he going to abolish the crown prince? Zitai is here this time to fight for the post of deputy envoy of Jiedu. Now it seems that the situation is very good.

If he becomes the deputy envoy of Jiedu in Beijiang, those people will feel that the king has a strong support... Are those two people from Yang Songcheng, or the third child? "

Ding Chang said: "Your Majesty is wise, he belongs to the King of Yue."

"Li Laosan is the most insidious!" Wei Wang said coldly.

Ding Chang's eyes were burning, "My lord, the opportunity has come!"

King Wei looked at the moonlight with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

……

Yang family.

The Yang family has the way of keeping in good health passed down from their ancestors, the first is to go to bed early and get up early.

While Zhou Xin and his friends were still having fun, Yang Songcheng was washing his feet.

"Alang!"

The old servant appeared, "There are [-]% more guards in the East Palace."

Yang Songcheng raised his feet, and the maid who was squatting in front of him stepped forward, unbuttoned the front of his clothes, revealing Thorny's chest, put his feet in his arms, then wiped them dry with a cloth towel, and kneaded them gently.

Yang Songcheng closed his eyes.

The old servant bowed slightly and remained motionless.

Only the maid was still kneading.

"All right!"

Yang Songcheng's feet were warmed by the maid's arms, and the maid backed away, and didn't put on her clothes until she went out.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard Yang Songcheng whisper: "Is he not afraid of having nightmares?"

……

Without the noise from the children, Yang Xuan slept very comfortably in the morning.

Get up and practice, eat breakfast.

"Lang Jun." Han Ji came in, "Someone came from the palace, and asked him to go to the East Palace."

Yang Xuan was stunned, "To the East Palace?"

Han Ji nodded, "I think the emperor is going to abolish the crown prince. As for letting the prince go, it is because he thinks that the prince is one of King Wei's supporters, and the prince wants to ask him to leave."

Yang Xuan smiled, "The crown prince probably won't leave... I'd rather die than live. So, the emperor asked me to go as the assistant of King Wei. I have no good intentions!"

"That's right, Sir, be careful." Han Ji said, "However, this is not a bad thing. After this incident, Lord Lang should return north."

Return to the north!

With the position of Jiedu deputy envoy.

Yang Xuan's breathing tightened, and he felt a sense of impatience.

"Let him wait!"

Yang Xuan picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of mutton, and chewed slowly.

Han Ji smiled and said, "Yes."

He went out with a smile on his face.

In the front yard, a servant is waiting.

"Lang Jun is eating, please wait a moment."

"Good talk!"

Yang Xuan waited for a quarter of an hour before changing clothes and coming out.

"Awaited."

The servant was very polite, "Don't dare!"

Yang Xuan immediately went out with him.

"The nobleman is very kind." Yang Xuan said casually.

What is the meaning of asking him to meet the prince?
Do you want to make the prince give up completely through him, or dig a hole and bury him and the prince together.

The servant looked very serious, Yang Xuan frowned in his heart, feeling that he was thinking too much.

The people in the palace are tight-lipped, and he has no friendship with this servant, so why should people tip him off?

The servant said, "Last night, His Majesty sent someone to reprimand the prince!"

Hey!
This is the proper rhythm to abolish the prince!
Why did the emperor abolish the prince?
Is it because I am getting old and feel powerless, and I am preparing to prepare a successor for myself, or is it because I am preparing to find a new target.

King Wei, King Yue...

The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this was a huge whirlpool.

"Thank you."

Yang Xuan nodded, "Forgive me, people in the palace are generally unwilling to leak information, you..."

Are we long lost brothers?

The waiter still had a straight face.

"Since we were young, we wanted to join the army and serve our country. But we were not selected, and our family was poor, so we were cut off and entered the palace. We heard the news of the Northern Xinjiang War, and we were very excited. Yang Shijun is indeed a role model for my generation..."

I also met a fan... Yang Xuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)