Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 290

Gao Yang's sobbing, Fang Yiai heard it clearly, and sighed full of pain: "I said I shouldn't tell you about this, look, it hasn't happened yet, it's about to die."

Reaching out to lightly hammer Fang Yiai's chest, Gao Yang said with tears in his eyes, "Hmph, if you had told me earlier, there would be no such thing as a deserter consort. Anniversary and half a year."

Recalling Xie Zhongju's previous point, Fang Yiai suddenly became relieved, "Forget it, anyway, sooner or later the flaws will be revealed after the palace test. As long as I can let Wansui see my value, I think it will be a while before this human head is on the list." Can't lose it."

After a little silence, Gao Yang propped himself up, looked at Fang Yiai's cheek that was faintly visible but not clear, bit his vermilion lips lightly, and said shyly, "Brother Jun'er, why not Shu'er give birth to a child for you? With this layer of fetters, maybe the royal father will punish you lightly."

After laughing secretly at Gao Yang's pure heart, Fang Yi thought lovingly, "Just a grandson can treat me lightly? My emperor's father-in-law dared to kill even his brothers. How can a grandson control his mind? Don't you see Wu De?" Is the emperor still living in that narrow and crude Taiji Palace?"

After some thought, Fang Yiai, who had already prepared for the worst, said out of concern for Gao Yang's future, "Is this matter urgent? Besides, I have no experience, why don't we talk about it after I win the first prize?"

Youdao is a husband and wife who are of the same heart. After seeing through Fang Yiai's thoughts, Gao Yang was moved and said desolately: "I won the first prize in the exam? When the crime of deceiving the emperor is settled, will Brother Jun'er still have a chance?"

"Why not? Now that the Turkic soldiers are invading Yanmen Pass, even if I can't be a civil servant, I can go to the barracks and make amends, right? Relying on your man's martial arts, you can't beat those foreign clowns to the ground. Don't forget, Ah Shi Natulu and Ashina Yingjie all died in my hands!"

Even though he is talking bravely, Fang Yi's hesitation in love is no less than Gao Yang's. Looking at the hollowed-out green curtain above his head, Fang Yi seems to see the sky full of stars, and also seems to see the wolf-like wolf stationed outside the Yanmen Pass. Tiger's Turkic cavalry, I thought, "If there is a chance to serve in the army, it would be good. I don't know if Long Live will give me this opportunity. After all, this matter involves a lot of civil and military officials, and the majesty of the emperor has been touched. Don't bring me up with my family!" Exile is considered a special kindness, and besides, the eldest grandson Wuji and Xiao Yu are instigating from the sidelines, I am afraid that the day when the children and grandchildren will be around their knees and enjoy the family relationship to the fullest!"

Just when Fang Yiai was lost in deep thought, she suddenly felt a chill on her back, and Gao Yang's slender hand touched the wound on his back that was injured by Ashina Tulu.

"If it wasn't for saving Shu'er that night, Brother Jun'er probably wouldn't have been injured, right? Who did Brother Jun'er learn martial arts from? He also has literary talents and medical skills. Could it be that Brother Jun'er deliberately kept a low profile?"

Facing Gao Yang's question, Fang Yiai was slightly taken aback, and said falteringly: "To tell you the truth, Shu'er, when I was in the Princess Mansion, I accidentally found the Hunyuan Heart Sutra written by the ancestor Chen Bo. It has both medical skills and martial arts. I learned it from books, and as for literary talent, it is naturally passed down from family."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai stuck out her tongue, he couldn't be possessed by "Wen Chaogong" could he?When the time comes, Gao Yang will be burned to exorcise the evil spirits as a thousand-year-old demon who has resurrected his corpse.
"Brother Jun'er's literary talents and martial arts are at the top. Thinking of the rumors that he was drunk and inscribed poems in Wufeng Tower, Brother Jun'er can be regarded as the best. How about you compose a poem for Shu'er impromptu? I think you will write this inscription all day long. That poet, but the person next to his pillow has nothing!"

As he said that, Gao Yang suddenly remembered something, reached out his hand and took out the rattle drum that had been repaired by the court carpenter from under the pillow, shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, brother Juner also gave me a rattle drum, but that's not interesting. The carpenter said that the rattle was only worth five cents, and he was scolded by Shu'er. If Brother Jun'er hadn't told Shu'er to be more gentle, and with his usual temper, he would have been kicked out of the palace a long time ago. !"

The beautiful woman's angry words, accompanied by the sound of the rattle drum, formed an elegant movement, like a requiem, instantly calming Fang Yiai's uneasy mood.

Looking towards Gao Yang for a few times, Fang Yiai raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a strange gleam flashed in her eyes, she leaned into Gao Yang's ear, and whispered, "The people around me are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow." Fang Yiai covered Gao Yang's bright wrist, and said with a smile: "Shu'er, if you don't sell me a jug of fine wine tomorrow, you will be really sorry for my two good poems."

"The people around me are like the moon, and the bright wrists are covered with frost and snow?" Repeating the poem, Gao Yang pouted his lips unsatisfactorily, and murmured: "It's good, but why is it only ten words? You gave it to Sister Li Zhi before." Words are indeed more than fifty characters."

"Is there a difference between fifty and ten? This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, lady, how about I tell you something about Xiaoaojianghu? This is just for you!"

"Okay, how is Linghu Chong doing in Wubagang?"

"The book continues from the previous chapter: Lan Fenghuang sees Linghu Chong's qi deficiency and blood weakness, and his complexion is pale."

"Brother Jun'er is going to treat Linghu Chong's illness, and he will definitely succeed immediately, don't you think so, Brother Jun'er?"

"Oh, my thoughts have been disturbed by Shu'er, and I have to take care of my family if I make trouble again. Oh, Shu'er, why are you pulling my ears again?"

While Fang Yiai and Gao Yang were enjoying the few leisurely moments, Xiao Yu's house was already in chaos.

"Hurry up, go and ask for the imperial doctor, go and ask for Guan Mutong, what is the point of going to ask for it! Yuchi Baolin and Hou Balin who were killed by the gods, how dare they beat Rui'er like this!"

Standing in front of the main hall, Xiao Yu yelled at the servants in the mansion, and there was no trace of her usual elegance.

Lying in the bedroom, Xiao Yu couldn't make any other noises except humming. Hou Balin's cheeks were slapped almost as fast as You Zizhang's. There is a huge difference, Xiao Rui's ability to fight is inferior to You Zizhang's by a few blocks.

Now it is approaching the third watch, and the Daming Palace is guarded by forbidden soldiers, no one is allowed to enter the palace late at night, and the gate of the Qin Mansion is even more tightly closed, no one dares to smash the door of the marshal's house in the middle of the night, in desperation, the man who was sleeping Guan Mutong was hurriedly carried by the servants to the Xiao residence.

Looking at Xiao Rui who was already out of shape on the couch, Guan Mutong clicked his tongue again and again, "This old man can only cure diseases, I won't change my face!"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Xiao Yu wished to punch the old man with a punch to death, suppressing the displeasure in his heart, and said kindly: "My son was beaten, Mr. Guan should take a quick look."

After some inspection, Guan Mutong's already ashen face became even more ugly, "Why was Mr. Ling's hair cut off by Qi Shengsheng? His hands were trampled and broken, but his tongue was also swollen. The bruise is healed, and I can still speak, but I am afraid that my hands will no longer be able to hold a pen and write."

"Ah? Rui'er loves calligraphy the most in his life. If he can't write, wouldn't he be a useless person?" Knowing Xiao Rui's illness, Xiao Yu's eyes were red, his hands were trembling, and he cursed: "Fang Yiai, Houba Lin, Yuchi Baolin, even if this old man dies, he won't be with the three of you."

Knowing that Xiao Rui was beaten like this by the three of Fang Yiai, thinking of the close relationship between Fang Yiai and "He Zudao", Guan Mutong, who has received the top medical advice from the commoner, stroked his beard and whispered, "Master Xiao, the third is the young master." Lord and Concubine Xiao have never had any enmity in the past, so why did you deal with such a heavy blow?"

In desperation, Xiao Yu didn't bother to cover up her family's ugliness, she actually told Guan Mutong roughly what she had heard from the servant of Qin's mansion.

Knowing that the matter had been taken over, Guan Mutong flushed with anger, wishing he could take out a silver needle and stab the poor son-in-law Xiao to death, "What! Why is this ignorant and frivolous order coming?"

"Why are you scolding people for no reason!"

"Call him? I didn't beat him! Who is the leader of the list? He is the future royal son-in-law and the number one scholar! I advise you not to say anything about it. It is far better to let the Chang'an examiners hear it. I'm afraid." You have to blow up your house!"

After finishing speaking, Guan Mutong was even prescribed medicine, and after leaving a bottle of topical ointment for reducing swelling and blood stasis, he walked out of Xiao's mansion with a suitcase in his hands, cursing.

Xiao Yu was stunned by Guan Mutong's scolding, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, looked at his son who was beaten into a disability, stomped his feet angrily, and cursed: "Fang Yiai! How dare you encourage Hou Balin, Yuchi Baolin has such a ruthless hand! Tomorrow, this old man will go to the court, and I will definitely drag you to the Hanyuan Hall for a theory!"

(End of this chapter)