The third emperor of the Sui Dynasty

Chapter 578
This year's winter is extremely cold, and the northern land is mostly covered with white snow. Since Yang Tong returned to Beijing, there has been no sun for more than ten days in a row. .In the past few days, there has been another heavy snowfall in Luoyang, and the weeping willows on both sides of the Luoshui River have turned into jade trees and Qiongzhi.

In the snowstorm, no matter whether it was the Great Sui Dynasty or Li Yuan, Li Mi, Lin Shihong, and Meng Haigong, they all stopped fighting in a tacit understanding. Except for some occasional frictions in the border areas, most of the time they were in a state of peace. The world seemed to have entered a year of peace and prosperity. .Of course, everyone knows that this "peace" is just an appearance. Both Li Yuan and Li Mi are rectifying their internal affairs, recuperating, and making full preparations for the war in the coming year. During the court meeting, he didn't dare to take the initiative to tease Yang Tong.

And the Sui emperors and ministers headed by Yang Tong were very busy even at the end of the year.

Just because-

The scale of this year's Great Court Conference is huge. In addition to the officials of the Ministry of Punishment and the Imperial Department sent by the imperial court to return to the court to report on their duties, there are also many kings of Fanbang who came to congratulate in person and offered tribute to the Great Sui Emperor. Come to Luoyang to participate in the Great Court Meeting, so there are many people.These days, Yang Tong has received waves of interviews and solved problems one by one, so he has no time to pay attention to Er Li's affairs.

but!

During the days when the famous generals gathered, Yang Tong still took a day to take his wife and son to the military camp, and held a family gathering in the snow with the families of the generals under his command.This is not only to relax yourself, but also to connect the feelings of the monarch and his subjects, and at the same time to cultivate the martial arts style of the next generation.

December 22 of the lunar calendar.

heavy snow!

Beimang Mountain Day Camp

Yang Tong was dressed in black armor, standing on the general platform like a javelin.

This time!

Wei Fengwu, Changsun Wugou, Shui Tianji, Li Xiuning, Lu Qinghua, Xiao Yuexian, Yang Qinfang, Yin Mingyue and a group of Xiu Luowei, with Yang Zheng who was less than four years old, Yang Rong who was less than three years old, and A group of kids who were about the same age as their brothers came behind Yang Tong.

A bunch of little kids just entered the military camp, and a pair of eyes full of innocence looked excitedly and nervously at the school field.

On the snow-covered school grounds, the sound of fierce metal collisions echoed in the wide open wilderness.

Luo Shixin held the cold iron sharp gun in his hand, and fought with Pei Xingyan indiscriminately. Two majestic auras centered on the two of them, rolling in the snow and spreading around.

Luo Shixin's marksmanship is domineering and swift, and he is indomitable but flowing like water. This time he is fighting with all his strength, just like a tiger descending a mountain.

Pei Xingyan's eyes were calm, and the long spear stabbed out again and again, like a dragon, overwhelming the river.His strength is comparable to Luo Shixin's, but his moves are not as overbearing as the former's, but his marksmanship is also extraordinary, that is, fast!A long spear can shoot dozens of shots in an instant, like pear blossoms flying, or rainstorm pouring down. When it comes to fighting speed, even Qin Qiong can't match him.

"Clang! Clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought more than a hundred times, and the fight was very fierce. The astonishing power dazzled all the little kids, and there were only bowl-sized cold lights in their eyes.

The soldiers of Xiaoguo Army and Xuanjia Army who were watching the battle kept clamoring and applauding for the second general.Before, Luo Shixin and Pei Xingyan commanded the Xiaoguo Army and the Xuanjia Army respectively, and everyone was accustomed to their fights, but they left Yang Yu's side one after another and assumed the positions of chief general and coach. Haven't seen it for a long time.

Seeing that all the children were sent to the stage by their mother, Yin Mingyue came behind Yang Tong and saluted, "My Majesty, your two Highnesses and the sons of the generals' families have all arrived."

"Okay!"

Yang Tong turned back with a smile, his two sons were among a bunch of brats, their eyes were wide open, looking at Luo Shixin and Pei Xingyan who were fighting fiercely with curiosity and fear.

"Let these little guys move around in the barracks casually. Be sure to send someone to take care of them to protect their safety." Yang Tong nodded, but did not respond to the eager gazes of his two sons.

"Here!" Yin Mingyue responded.

"Your Majesty!" At this time, Changsun Wugou hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and bowed gracefully: "The school grounds are full of murderous spirits, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the King of Chu are the bodies of thousands of gold..."

"No matter how aggressive the killing spirit is, it's just a training place. How can it be a ten-thousandth of a battlefield?" Yang Tong curled his lips, looked at the two sons who were blushing from the cold, and said in a deep voice: " The son of a thousand gold? Is that still my Yang Tong's son?"

"This..." Changsun Wugou smiled bitterly.

"Don't talk about it!" Yang Tong waved his hand and said, "Sooner or later, my descendants will take over my country. If I can't even bear the spirit of a military camp, how can I control thousands of troops and rule the world?"

"At the end of the day, I will see the sage, queen, and concubines."

"Qin Jia sees the Holy One, Empress, and concubines."

In the distance, Qin Qiong and his wife Jia came over with their children. Qin Qiong has three sons. Li, with the word Huaidao, is six years old this year; the third child, Qin Yong, with the word Shandao, is only one year old. He is held by his father, with tears on his face and a red slap mark. You don’t need to guess, you know that you were killed Qin Qiong cleaned up.

"Today is a private gathering, so it would be meaningless to bring a set of vain gifts to the court."

Yang Tong and Wei Fengwu greeted them with smiles like hospitable hosts.

"Here!" Qin Qiong and his wife also knew the character of the empress, so they responded with a smile.

After exchanging greetings, Wei Fengwu led Mrs. Jia to the big tent where the families of the generals were staying.

Seeing Yang Tong looking at his youngest son, Qin Qiong said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, this is my youngest son. Qin Yong is timid! Afraid of strangers."

"It's normal for children to be afraid of birth. It's wrong for you to be violent like this! Your hands are surprisingly strong. If you can't control your strength and beat the child stupidly, you can just wait to cry." Yang Tong looked at Qin with a funny smile. Using the palm prints on his face, he found that this child was not as shy as Qin Qiong said. Like his two elder brothers, he looked at him curiously, so he said with a smile: "You three children are very good. One is full of aura, and must be cultivated well, the world is very big, and these children are needed to conquer it."

"Here!" Qin Qiong said to his sons, "Quickly call your majesty."

"Holy Majesty!" The three children called out one after another.

Yang Tong nodded, looked at Qin Yong, and said in a harmonious voice, "Xiao Qinyong, tell you Uncle Yang, can he walk?"

"Yes." Qin Yong replied timidly.

"Zheng'er!" Yang Tong took Qin Yong from Qin Qiong's arms and turned to look at his son.

"Father!" Yang Zheng slipped over in a few steps.

"This is the younger brother of Uncle Qin's family, Qin Yong, he is younger than all of you, don't bully him, you know?"

"Understood." Yang Zheng looked at Qin Yong, who was a little nervous, and stretched out his hand to him, "Little brother, let's play together."

"Oh!"

Qin Yong glanced at his father eagerly, saw his father nod his head encouragingly, took Yang Zheng's hand, and was pulled into the crowd step by step and turning his head.

"Huaiyu, Huaidao! You also go there." Yang Tong looked at Qin Huaiyu, who was quite masculine, and said with a smile, "You are the big brother, responsible for taking care of the younger brothers."

"Here!"

Qin Huaiyu responded, and left with his younger brother.

Qin Qiong's three sons;
Yuchi Gong's sons Yuchi Baolin, Yuchi Baoqi, Yuchi Baohuan

Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi, the sons of Cheng Yaojin
Yang Gongren's youngest son Yang Ye

Yang Guo, youngest son of Yang Shanhui

Yang Shidao's youngest son Yang Xiao

Du Ruhui's second son Du Fu

Luo Shixin's sons Luo Cheng and Luo Tong

Pei Yuanqing, son of Pei Xingyan
Xue Dingshan, son of Xue Wanshu
Xue Gang, son of Xue Wanshu

Xue Jiao, son of Xue Wanjun

Xue Kui, son of Xue Wanche

Su Baotong, son of Su Dingfang
Zhou Bangyan, son of Zhou Shaozu
Shen Guang's son Shen Zui
Xie Yingdeng's son Xie Xun

Niu Gao, son of Niu Jinda

Laizheng's son Laigao...

Most of these children's names were chosen by Yang Tong. Their father saw that Yang Tong named Luo Shixin's two sons in succession, and was very envious.

Yang Tong is very annoying and his head is as big as a bucket, but he has set a precedent, so naturally he can't treat one more than another.Simply use some familiar names.Anyway, the ancients were very particular about naming names, and no matter how they were used, they would not be mistaken. Of course, this is suspected of dealing with things, but it also includes his best wishes for these children. Possession must be the luck of the Sui Dynasty.

These officials' children can also be regarded as the friends and companions prepared by Yang Tong for Yang Zheng.

As the eldest son of Yang Tong, the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the future successor of the world, Yang Tong has consulted enlightened people such as Yang Gongren, Liu Xuan, Li Jing, Wei Zheng, etc. about his education.

Everyone thinks that Yang Zheng is currently at the most playful and active stage when he is young, so don't arrange too many academic problems for him too early, otherwise, it will backfire.

However, the environment in which he grew up is very important, so Yang Tong decided to set aside an area in the military camp, and asked skilled craftsmen to make some toys for future generations of kindergarten children, and let them play by themselves. Here, the purpose is to practice courage.

Children are very rebellious, and they will often resist what you force them to learn.The faster he learns, the faster he forgets.That being the case, it is better to let them develop naturally at this age, and since they play in the army all year round, it is inevitable that they will be contaminated with the martial arts in the army, and this is what Yang Tong is happy to see.

Just for a while!

Luo Shixin slowly suppressed Pei Xingyan. Although Pei Xingyan's martial arts skills went a step further, they were still a little behind Luo Shixin. At this time, the two had already fought hundreds of times, and they were about to lose.

"Daddy, Daddy!" At this time, Pei Yuanqing beside Yang Zheng suddenly shouted loudly. He saw his father fighting with others, so he stopped unconsciously to cheer for his father.

"Ok?"

In the school grounds, Pei Xingyan, who was about to admit defeat, heard his son's cry. When he was making a move, he quickly turned his head and saw his son applauding and cheering.My heart said: Is this still worth it?No matter what he did, he couldn't be ashamed in front of his son. In an instant, as if he had been spat out, he swung the spear in his hand again, and the killing method became extremely fierce, and he gradually reversed the disadvantage.

"Pei Xingyan, why are you crazy? You're playing with me!" Luo Shixin was caught off guard by him, and depressed, he shot Pei Xingyan's spear away, and withdrew from the battle circle, looking at Pei Xingyan angrily.

"I don't care, I won anyway!"

Pei Xingyan laughed, not giving Luo Shixin a chance to refute or fight back. He threw the spear in his hand on the ground, strode up to Pei Yuanqing, and raised his son high with both hands, "Son, I defeated your Uncle Luo!" .”

"Father is amazing!" Pei Yuanqing admired.

"Of course." Facing the undisguised admiration of his sons, Pei Xingyan looked at Luo Shixin triumphantly.

Seeing Luo Cheng and Luo Tong's lost appearance, Luo Shixin groaned, and came to the general's stage, begging Yang Tong to uphold justice: "My lord, this little boy is cheating, and he will stop when he agrees. It’s spicy, I don’t agree! Let’s compare again.”

Pei Xingyan was not willing to do anything, and said loudly: "Joke! You and I fought upright! So many people are watching, if you lose, you lose."

Luo Shixin's face turned pale, and he roared: "Pei Xingyan, you dare not talk to me just to show off in front of your son! Fight me again if you are capable. If you can survive a hundred rounds, I will count you as the winner!"

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

"Woooo..."

Pei Xingyan was about to retort, but a bunch of brats were scared to cry by Luo Shixin's furious appearance!

Heart-piercing loud cries resounded through the sky.

"..."

The two guys who were bickering stopped suddenly, looking at Yang Tong and the group of crying bear babies behind him with embarrassment.

When a group of women heard their son crying, they rushed out of the tent and hugged their son to comfort him.

Yang Tong went straight to a group of generals, and said: "As the saying goes: 'Since ancient times, a loving mother has lost many children, and a filial son will be born under the stick'. , so most of the children are brought up by their mothers, it’s okay if you meet a strict mother, but if your wife is a loving mother who wants the stars but not the moon, what do you think your heirs will be like?”

What else could it be?

The second generation ancestor who did evil and was full of five poisons.

The generals couldn't help but look at the women who comforted the dolls with distressed faces, all showing bitter expressions.

Yang Tong understood!

It is estimated that women are in charge of the house, and these elders don't have much status in the house.

"Today's status and glory are forged by us with our blood and lives. As fathers, we have the same thoughts. We don't want our son to be a prodigal son, and we are more worried that after three generations, the family will be ruined. Therefore, the child's Education is a big issue that has to be addressed."

All the generals nodded in unison.

"If a child lives in an environment without companions for a long time, he will become unkind, withdrawn, arrogant, selfish, and intolerant. This is also what I have studied with Master Liu Xuan, Wei Shangshu, Kong Shangshu and others. As a result, children of this age only need to learn two things: one is the rules, which is the basic moral character, so that they know what they can do and what they cannot do; the other is communication, because people cannot do without the public. , Only by living in the same group can we subconsciously learn from each other's strengths, and the effect is tens of thousands of times better than coercion."

"From now on, my sons will play in this barracks, learn the self-discipline, self-esteem, self-respect, self-love, and the spirit of not being afraid of hardship or tiredness in soldiers. When they are six years old, they will be sent to school. Come back to the military camp. If you are willing to let your children suffer, you can send them here to study and grow up. I will invite some famous teachers to teach these children." Although Yang Tong hopes that everyone's children will come, he cannot force or force them.

"My lord, can those two bastards from my family come too?" Luo Shixin's face brightened, and he looked at Yang Tong eagerly. His eldest son Luo Cheng was about the same age as Yang Zheng, and his youngest son Luo Tong was only a few years younger than Yang Rong. One month old, but he is able to walk, and there is no problem with the communication between the children.

"So, none of you are as smart as my uncle!" Yang Tong smiled and patted Luo Shixin on the shoulder.

They are all Yang Tong's most trusted generals. Qin Qiong spends far less time with Yang Tong than Luo Shixin, but Qin Qiong would rather slap his youngest son cruelly, and forcefully bring him along.Therefore, Luo Shixin and Pei Xingyan are far behind Qin Qiong in terms of sophistication.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Many generals bowed their hands to Yang Tong excitedly.

What's this?This is an authentic study with the prince. When Yang Zheng becomes an adult in the future, these people will be Yang Zheng's confidantes.

"Anyone who is about the same age can be sent here. For those as old as Baolin, Chumo, and Huaiyu, don't force it! It's too difficult to be with some little kids."

"My lord, my family is still young, so I can play with your Highnesses." Cheng Yaojin said loudly.

"What are you playing? Playing with mud?"

Yang Tong twitched the corners of his mouth, Cheng Yaojin was not from a homeless gangster, the old Cheng's family was definitely a prominent family.His great-grandfather Cheng Xing was the Sima of Yanzhou in the Northern Qi Dynasty, his grandfather Cheng Zhe was the Sima of Jinzhou in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and his father Cheng Lou was the governor of Jeju in the Sui Dynasty.Therefore, Cheng Yaojin is a veritable fourth generation of the army. He has been well-educated since he was a child, and his handwriting is extremely beautiful. The sub-process is bright.That is to say, Cheng Chumo's age is only two or three years younger than Yang Tong Luo Shixin who was born in the same month in the same year.But Cheng Yaojin actually reduced such a big guy to three or four years old.

Is this what people do?

Cheng Yaojin said carelessly: "Yes! Old Cheng's family has a secret ancestral recipe for playing with mud."

"Your so-called ancestral secret recipe is nothing more than using saliva, urine and mud. Don't you think I know?" Yang Tong said contemptuously.

Cheng Yaojin's acting skills are online: "My lord, how do you know everything?"

Everyone laughed.

Where there is Lao Cheng, there is never a shortage of laughter.

Yang Tong shook his head dumbfounded.

Cheng Yaojin is this person.

It is the most appropriate to describe him as wise and foolish, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He knows all the big truths and small truths, but he just looks like he doesn't understand anything, and he sneaks into brothels and wine shops when he has nothing to do, and his small life is quite nourishing.

"Your sons are all watching! You can find an opponent of comparable strength to compare, so that the children can be proud of their father and set an example."

"Here!" A group of generals became more excited, and each of them tried their best to find an opponent of the same level.

Luo Shixin called out first: "Pei Xingyan, let's come again!"

"Compared to the defeated general, it's not interesting at all, I'm too lazy to move!" Pei Xingyan won a game, and now of course he won't fight Luo Shixin who is eager to find a place.If he wanted to fight, he had to wait until his son was away, but although he didn't dare to fight, his mouth was as hard as a duck's beak. When he opened his mouth, he almost poisoned Luo Shixin to death.

(End of this chapter)