I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 534 A Guang, your name is Emperor Yang
"Hey, what a fool!"

Yang Guang saw who was coming and almost stumbled and fell under the dragon desk that he had just kicked over.

It was Yang Gui and Hou Tu Huayan who brought Yang Jian here.

"Your Majesty! Why are you here?"

"Ah, the Emperor, it's the Emperor."

"Didn't the emperor say he had moved out of Chang'an? Why is he back now?"

For a moment, everyone below was talking about it, and the officials from aristocratic families couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

You have to know that when Yang Jian was in power, he had already suppressed the aristocratic families to the point where they could not raise their heads. On the one hand, he did not use Confucian classics for the imperial examination, and on the other hand, he invented papermaking and printing, and with his powerful army and horses, he made it so that the aristocratic families could not even raise their heads.

If they had not grasped Dugu Jialuo's psychology and used the Queen and the Second Prince Yang Guang to fight back, they dared not imagine how tragic the consequences would be.

Perhaps Yang Jian would win the fight to the death, or perhaps the aristocratic families would win, but what is certain is that the aristocratic families would suffer heavy losses, and even their "big shots" who think highly of themselves and think they are not of the same species as ordinary people might be on the death list.

Later, Yang Jian gave up his martial arts and took the initiative to abdicate and pass the throne to Yang Guang, which made these aristocratic families feel uncomfortable. After all, Yang Guang was no match for his father in terms of the resources he could mobilize and his own skills.

The noble families are still secretly happy in their hearts. Humph, there are only thousand-year-old noble families, how can there be a thousand-year-old court? If you, Yang Guang, dare to overestimate your own strength and fight with our noble families, I think the Tang Dynasty should change its emperor.

Who would have thought that Yang Jian would come back with his men in broad daylight and charge straight into the palace hall just after Yang Guang ascended the throne. At this time, the officials from the aristocratic families realized that Yang Jian might not have abandoned his martial arts skills. He retreated at the right time and did not fight to the death with his son and the aristocratic families standing behind him, but instead preserved his own strength.

From open to covert, when Yang Guang starts fighting with these aristocratic families, it would be terrible for Yang Jian to sit back and reap the benefits.

However, since he had already withdrawn, why should he run up to the palace now to show his presence and make these aristocratic families and Yang Guang alert?
"Of course it's for Wu Jianzhang." Yang Gui pointed at Wu Jianzhang who was restrained on the ground and angrily scolded Yang Guang: "Ah Guang, you shameless thing, you dared to kill even my old uncle and the old prince, and you also wanted to wipe out their entire family. You are so filthy and cruel, the culprit of the chaos in the world, you should have no descendants and your entire family exterminated, and it would not be enough to eliminate the hatred in the hearts of all people in the world!"

"Hey, hey, ancestor, ancestor!" Yang Jian heard Yang Gui's cursing getting more and more outrageous, and hurriedly used his elbow to poke him. Well, you've talked the rest of our family to death with your mouth, is that okay? You're an old immortal, are you here to settle things or to curse? You're here to have fun, right?

"Hey, you're right. I've long wanted to scold A Guang, this shameless dog emperor. You killed your father to seize power, poisoned your brother to get his sister-in-law, bullied your mother and teased your sister. After you usurped the throne, you changed the national laws three times, engaged in war, factional struggles in the court, killed important officials, and made the people live in misery. I think I've already thought of a posthumous title for you after you die. You will be called Emperor Yang!"

Yang Gui pointed at Yang Guang's nose and cursed: "The Law of Posthumous Titles says: Those who love their own country and disregard propriety are called Yang; those who disregard propriety and distance themselves from the public are called Yang; those who go against heaven and oppress the people are called Yang; those who love big and dangerous politics are called Yang; those who are unkind and unrighteous are called Yang; those who abandon morality and ruin the country are called Yang. Tell me, which one of these is not true? Should you be called Emperor Yang?"

"No, I haven't done any of these things you mentioned?" Yang Gui started to scold Yang Guang, and he was stunned. He admitted that he was not a good person, he was cruel and ruthless, and if these things were necessary, he would definitely do them, but he didn't have time to do them yet!
"You still dare to quibble! It will be too late when you do it!" Yang Gui didn't care about him. He kicked Yang Guang with his size 44 feet. Yang Guang, who was already lying on the ground, rolled around in the Golden Throne Hall like a gourd. The ministers from the aristocratic families were scared and hid even further away.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Yang Gui was full of fear, and the meaning behind it was very clear: If you beat him, you can't beat us anymore! Even the imperial guards were so scared that they hid away and released Wu Jianzhang who was originally detained.

Yang Gui kicked Yang Guang away, and the collar of the dragon robe broke. Everyone was surprised to find that under Yang Guang's dragon robe, he was wearing a soft armor with gold threads and even a lot of steel plates. This can't be called inner armor. Even if it is taken to the battlefield, it is considered a heavy armor of the middle-level general level.

"You dog emperor, you were wearing armor under your clothes during the last court session. What are you afraid of? Ahaha, you also know that your crimes will be remembered for thousands of years and will bring disaster to future generations. You are enemies everywhere. You are afraid that some righteous people will kill you, right?"

"Then what's wrong with me, an emperor, being careful about my personal safety?" Yang Guang shouted unconvincedly while lying on the ground: "Which emperor doesn't have to guard against assassinations? You only taught your kung fu to my father and didn't teach me. What can I do?"

"Oh, now that you're the emperor, you've become so bold. Not only do you dare to attack your father, you even dare to talk back to me, your ancestor?" Yang Gui showed an angry smile, rolled up his arms and sleeves, walked forward and was about to continue beating Yang Guang.

"Hehe, old ancestor, I know you are a righteous man, but don't we have other important matters here?" Yang Jian was convinced. How could Yang Gui, the weird old ancestor, be even angrier than himself when he saw Yang Guang?

"Oh, no, I forgot." Yang Gui picked up Yang Guang and slapped him twice, "It's all the fault of this dog emperor." It can only be said that Yang Gui really did not forget his original intention. He has lived for thousands of years, but what he hates most is still this dog emperor who brings disaster to the people.

"Old Wu, are you still waiting for the market?" Yang Jian cut all the ropes that bound Wu Jianzhang, freeing him. He pointed at Yang Guang and said, "If you don't beat him now, you won't be able to beat him."

"Ah, isn't this bad?" Wu Jianzhang looked at Yang Jian in a daze.

"Well, beating a child on a rainy day is just a waste of time. You said you came here all the time, and now you have to flee the world. If you don't beat him now, when will you beat him?"

Yang Jian picked up the mourning stick Wu Jianzhang was holding and said, "If you ask me, you just talk too much nonsense. Why are you still trying to reason with him? With our relationship, isn't Guang just like my own naughty child? Come up and beat him up first. If you made a mistake, just apologize to me."

"No, don't you think I need to care about my dignity?" Yang Guang tried to struggle.

"What do you care about? You're going to kill the whole family." Yang Jian pointed at Yang Guang and turned to Wu Jianzhang and said, "Go, slap him twice!"

"How dare you! I am the emperor, the Son of Heaven! Don't even mention that he hit me. Even if it was you, father, who hit me, that would... Ouch!" Before Yang Guang could finish his words, he was slapped twice in the face by Yang Gui.

"Hey, I hit you, what's wrong with you? Are you going to hit me or kill my whole family?" Yang Gui looked at Yang Guang with a smile, "Is it enough for the child? If not, there's more."

"Enough, enough, ancestor, whatever you say is right, but please don't hit me. If you keep hitting the child, he will become stupid. The Tang Dynasty still needs an emperor with normal intelligence!" Yang Guang had never dealt with Yang Gui, but Yang Gui and his men had just flown in with golden light.

Yang Guang saw it clearly. There were four people in total, and only his father could not fly. He was caught and carried here by a bald donkey. Yang Guang was just like his grandfather Yang Zhong back then. He was frightened by this magical trick and dared not speak. "Your intelligence doesn't seem normal at all." Yang Gui sighed and turned to look at Wu Jianzhang:
"Come or not, if you don't come now, you will have no chance. Even if your whole family rebels and fights back to the throne room, with Guang's determination, he would have committed suicide long ago. Unless you whip his corpse, you won't get another chance to beat him up."

"Come! Why not come!" Wu Jianzhang gritted his teeth and walked forward, imitating Yang Gui's behavior and slapped Yang Guang twice.

"You little thief, wait!" Wu Jianzhang turned around and called to Yang Jian: "Your Majesty, let's go!"

However, when he looked, he was dumbfounded. He saw Yang Gui, Hou Tu and Hua Yan, all flying in the air with golden light, looking at them with their hands folded, obviously not caring about anything.

"No, you guys..." Not to mention Wu Jianzhang, even Yang Jian was stunned by the move of these three of them.

"What about us? You guys should just go for a walk." Yang Gui made a "please" gesture, "Don't worry about us, it's okay, we can walk on our own."

"You can leave, but we can't!" Yang Jian and Wu Jianzhang roared in their hearts, what are you guys doing! "Ancestor, shouldn't we leave together when we come together?"

"Hey, that's wrong. We have an agreement in advance that practitioners are not allowed to attack mortals. No one stopped us when we came, I just walked in directly, but now we have to leave, A Guang will definitely not let you go so easily. We can't do things like fighting our way out, you have to rely on yourselves." Yang Gui's words were well-reasoned.

"No, brother, where did you recognize this unreliable ancestor?" Wu Jianzhang was almost crying. Why didn't you tell me earlier that I would have taken advantage of the chaos and directly pulled Yang Jian out. Now that you have accumulated enough hatred, you are flying in the sky to watch the fun?

Are you still a human being?
"Neither of them is human." Yang Gui pointed at Hou Tu and Hua Yan, one was the ancestor witch, and the other was the sacred one who reshaped his body with Xirang, then looked at himself, "I should still be considered a human, but I am shameless, do you want to hit me if I don't agree?"

"Oh my god..."

Yang Jian was the first to realize that he could no longer rely on his cheap ancestor. He took a knife from the imperial guards nearby and threw it to Wu Jianzhang. Then he pointed at the imperial guards and ordered, "Take off your armor!"

What can the imperial guards do? He is just a poor man who is paid for his service. "Your Majesty, I can give you the armor. Can you take me with you? I will give you the armor and the sword. Yang Guang, the tyrant, will definitely not let me live."

"Let's go together. If you can get out alive, I'll give you a position as a general!" Yang Jian also promised another imperial guard. Soon, he put on his armor and was about to rush out with his sword across his body.

"You can't leave!" Yang Guang shouted.

"Why, you still want to kill your father?" Yang Jian sneered. He knew that Yang Guang would never allow people to surround and kill him in public like they did to Wu Jianzhang. The father-son relationship was there. Even if they turned against each other, there must be a righteous cause. Otherwise, they would have to do it in secret.

If Yang Guang dared to have people surround and kill him in public today, he would not be able to be the emperor tomorrow.

The reason why he needed a sword and armor was to guard against hidden arrows that might suddenly fly out of nowhere. After all, Yang Guang did not personally give the order, but a few soldiers had poor eyesight and saw someone breaking into the Golden Palace. They did not see clearly that it was the emperor, so they subconsciously drew their bows and shot arrows to protect the emperor. This is not too much, right?

Yang Jian had no doubt that his son was capable of doing such a thing. After all, to be honest, if his position with Yang Guang were switched, he would be able to do the same thing.

So he could only play it safe. Yang Jian and Wu Jianzhang stood back to back, accompanied by two guards, watching Yang Guang walk slowly out of the Jinluan Palace.

"Your Majesty, this..." It wasn't until Yang Jian completely walked out of the Golden Throne Hall that someone spoke up, "Just let them go like this?"

"Nonsense, he's the emperor, my biological father. How can I let someone capture my father? They have to dare to do that!"

Yang Guang glanced at the imperial guards, and was so angry that he pointed at the civil servant's nose and cursed: "Besides, you seem to be loyal now, but why didn't you come to rescue me when they beat me up before?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, they can fly..." The civil servant had a look of aggrievedness on his face, and his attitude was very clear. We all come to work to earn a living. I am neither a eunuch nor a member of the imperial guards. How can I, the head of a noble family, be willing to work for you, the emperor?

It had only been a few years since the Southern and Northern Dynasties ended. Older people still remember what the situation was like during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The emperor changed every few days, and the dynasty would change every ten or twenty years. These dynasties were considered to have existed for a relatively long time.

In the eyes of people like them, the emperor is basically no different from the boss of the communication department. In a few days, you will no longer be the emperor, but my family is still a family. In this case, I have nothing better to do than to offend the gods for a mere emperor like you.

"Damn it! I'm so pissed off!" Yang Guang once heard Yang Jian say that his ancestor had said personally that immortals were not allowed to appear in the mortal world, at least not during this period. How could this ancestor openly violate this iron rule?

In fact, the so-called "immortals" of mortals are not the same as real immortals. In the eyes of ordinary people, if they can fly, transform into qi, and regenerate broken limbs, what else can they be but immortals? In fact, they are just immortal cultivators.

In "Water Margin", Gongsun Sheng could also fly, and Luo Zhenren was able to recover after being split into two pieces, but they were both far from the realm of immortals.

Yang Guang could only call over an imperial guard and give him some secret instructions.

Yang Jian led Wu Jianzhang out of the palace slowly. No one dared to stop him. Many people even knelt down and saluted him, shouting "Your Majesty". All the way to the gate of the imperial city, no conflict broke out. This made Yang Jian feel relieved. He smiled at Wu Jianzhang and said, "It seems that I, the emperor emeritus, can still be of some use."

"Be careful!" Wu Jianzhang did not respond, but shouted in surprise. Yang Jian heard the bad wind blowing above his head, and looked up suddenly, and found that the thousand-pound copper gate of the city gate above his head was falling down with a bang.

(End of this chapter)