Chapter 107 The inherited craftsmanship of the Han princess

Author: The 300-pound cook

Chapter 107 The inherited craftsmanship of the Han princess

Yang Chuan had some knowledge of the disputes within the royal family, but despite such a life-and-death struggle, he still... well, he was quite knowledgeable.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess, I want to go to Chang'an City," Yang Chuan muttered for a few times, then said seriously: "It's just that I'm in decline, and I'm just a Yulin Lang. I'm afraid..."

Princess Pingyang waved her hand and said: "I will lend you thirty steps, two hundred servants, and two patron women. Even if my aunt, the Taoist priest, wants to attack you, there will be no three to five hundred people hunting around her, so she will not use the bows in the army."

Crossbow, it's no problem for a while.

By the way, let Cao Xiang go with you.

If I beat Yang Chuan, your Yulin Lang, to death, that old bitch of Guantao can atone for her sin by just giving two or three hundred gold. However, if she dares to assassinate and besiege a Pingyang Marquis, she will be left with nothing to eat!"

Yang Chuan stood up, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."

Princess Pingyang had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes. She stared deeply at Yang Chuan for a moment, then suddenly waved her hand and said with a warm smile: "Yang Chuan, come here."

Yang Chuan walked forward in a polite manner, and just as he was about to speak, Princess Pingyang grabbed his neck and pushed him on her lap. She stretched out her other hand and pinched Yang Chuan's waist hard.

Put: "Let you three brats cause trouble!"

"This time, it's Cao Xiang who pinched him!"

"This time, it's Huo Qubing!"

"..."

Yang Chuan screamed repeatedly.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Princess Pingyang's two delicate hands were like two vices. Yang Chuan couldn't break free at all. He could only suck in the cold air, struggled hard, and let out several extremely miserable screams.

Princess Pingyang's "Pinching Kung Fu" is simply superb.

She knows which part of the soft flesh is the easiest and most painful to pinch, and using a stick of incense as the time unit, it's... very cruel.

Seeing Yang Chuan's suffering, Cao Xiang couldn't even think of gloating. He silently moved away, his eyes twitching wildly: "Mother pinched well, pinched well, this guy Yang Chuan is simply outrageous, um, so outrageous.

!”

Pingyang looked sideways and sneered slightly, and Cao Xiang quickly changed his words: "Mr. Wei has stolen the family's gold. If he doesn't wait until he returns to Chang'an City, his mother will pinch him..."

After burning the incense, Princess Pingyang finally let go of Yang Chuan, rubbed her slender and white fingers a few times, and made a series of crisp sounds. She smiled sweetly: "Since Cao Xiang fell ill, I haven't pinched anyone for a long time.

, Yang Chuan, you’re not bad.”

Yang Chuan's head and face were covered with cold sweat, and he smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, the eldest princess..."

Princess Pingyang waved her hand and said calmly: "Since I have pinched you, I will recognize you as my son.

Yang Chuan, from now on, you are my son in Pingyang, just like Cao Xiang. From now on, you can all call me your mother. If anyone who is short-sighted offends you, I will definitely kill him without a burial.

land!"

Cao Xiang was overjoyed when he heard this and hurried forward to congratulate him.

Yang Chuan was stunned, bowed deeply and said: "My child... I have met my mother!"

In fact, deep down in his heart, he was somewhat uneasy, feeling that getting too close to royal figures might not be a good thing.

Because he knew that in the next few decades, as Liu Che got older and older, not only Wei Qing and Huo Qubing swept the world, but also some bullshit "witchcraft disaster", even his own son,

I killed several of my own daughters...

However, a look of grateful joy appeared on Yang Chuan's face: "Mother, my child was robbed by the Qiang people since he was a child. He suffered endless misfortunes and almost died. After returning to the Han Dynasty, he was completely dependent on his mother. In Pingyang, Huo Qubing and the others took care of him.

Only then did it take root, and Yangchuan became what it is today.

As long as the mother has given instructions, the child must do his best!"

Princess Pingyang smiled with satisfaction and beckoned: "You two brats, come here and come to me. Why are you standing so far away? Are you still so different from your own mother?

I am not a tigress..."

…

Early the next morning, Yang Chuan, Cao Xiang, and Sister Bao rode in an extremely luxurious carriage and meandered toward Chang'an City. They were accompanied by dozens of veterans of hundreds of battles and more than two hundred servants.

Six silly eagles were hovering in the sky, conducting reconnaissance, looking very dedicated; Dongfang Shuo was riding a skinny donkey, following behind the large group of people at a distance, walking and stopping, not knowing what they were busy with.

Huo Qubing had reached a critical moment, so he didn't bother him.

In addition, there were two extremely strong women on the carriage, as strong as... a three-hundred-pound cook.

As the carriage bumped along the bumpy yellow mud official road, the white flesh of the two 'patron women' would ripple, making the sturdy elm carriage creak and creak.

, Yang Chuan was secretly worried.

"They were given to my mother by my uncle." Looking at Yang Chuan's unusual and strange look, Cao Xiang was very proud. She leaned on a silk pillow and said leisurely:

"When you grow older, I will find a way for you to deceive one of my uncle's daughters, and your Yang family will also have several supporting women like this."

Yang Chuan swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "You should worry about your own affairs."

Just kidding, who would dare to marry a daughter from the old Liu family? Think about the men who have married Han princesses, how many of them have ended well? Not to mention the cowards like Chen Wu, Princess Guantao’s man, even Wei Qing couldn’t handle it

ah.

There are rumors in the world that in order for his brother-in-law Wei Qing to smoothly overthrow his sister Princess Pingyang, Liu Che not only created various opportunities to make achievements, allowing Wei Qing to rise to the top of the Han Empire and become one of the most famous generals in the Han Empire, he also sent people to kill Wei Qing's first wife to make a living for his brother-in-law.

'Except for future troubles'...

However, thinking that Cao Xiang would eventually marry his own cousin, Princess Li, the daughter of Liu Che and Wei Zifu, Yang Chuan couldn't help but feel so happy that he even laughed out loud.

"Yang Chuan, why are you laughing?" Cao Xiang asked.

"Did I laugh? Why should I laugh?" Yang Chuan denied it, waving his hands repeatedly, but he couldn't help but laugh, so he just laughed.

"Cao Xiang, I heard that your cousin Princess Dangli is very beautiful and has a very close relationship with you..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Chuan opened his mouth, Cao Xiang's expression changed drastically: "Shut up!"

Cao Xiang stretched out his foot and wanted to kick Yang Chuan, but Yang Chuan grabbed him and twisted it hard on the inner thigh. He immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig: "I am wrong, I surrender."

!”

Yang Chuan was laughed at Cao Xiang's rogue appearance. He let go of his hand and asked with a smile: "Tell me the truth, what is going on between you and Princess Dangli? Don't even think about lying to me. Huo Qubing can kill you."

I have already explained everything."

Cao Xiang grimaced and cursed, "Huo Qubing is nothing," and then he sighed and said, "Forget it, my cousin is just... Yang Chuan, what do you think of my mother?"

Yang Chuan: "Gentle and quiet, knowledgeable and sensible."

Cao Xiang glared at Yang Chuan angrily and cursed: "Do you know that Princess Dangli is just as virtuous as her aunt? She had a smile on her face, and when she pinched it with her claws, I was covered in a big bruise.

Hidden wounds, alas!"

As the saying goes, if you raise a son, follow your uncle, and if you raise a daughter, follow your aunt.

Yang Chuan learned from Cao Xiang's mouth that the mood, methods and scheming of the profit-making princess were almost the same as those of her aunt Princess Pingyang. At such a young age, she was able to kill Cao Xiang almost to death. Why does this sound a bit weird?

…

Well, it's very powerful.

"Yang Chuan, how about I ask my mother to come forward and marry Princess Dangli to you?" Cao Xiang said with a malicious smile.

Yang Chuan was noncommittal.

Cao Xiang may not have thought that the unlucky guy who ended up marrying Princess Dangli would be himself...

…

"Whoever is in the way, why don't you get out of the way!"

Just as the two were whispering and laughing, the carriage suddenly stopped suddenly. A member of the tribe shouted a question, and then came to the carriage window and whispered: "Pingyang Hou, Mr. Yang Chuan, there is someone blocking the way."

road."

Cao Xiang frowned slightly and ordered: "As long as he is not my uncle, just fight him."

Yang Chuan was furious: 'Listen, is this still human talk? Is this the correct way to open up to the powerful people of the Han Empire?'

Unexpectedly, the Buqu hesitated for two breaths and whispered: "Master Hou, she is a woman."

"Female?" Cao Xiang immediately became energetic and his eyes lit up: "Tsk, tsk, how do you look? How wide are your hips? Are they perky? Are they full?"

The song said: "It's so beautiful."

Cao Xiang laughed loudly, opened the curtain and stepped out of the carriage: "Yang Chuan, let's go, let's take you to tease a good woman!"

And... one more chapter.
Chapter completed!