(This chapter is a special chapter, presented to sye0210, the brother who sent Xiaoyan red envelopes and flowers yesterday! Originally, I was planning to update it today, because people all over the country are celebrating the National Day, and of course, Xiaoyan is no exception. My girlfriend spent the day playing. To be honest, Xiaoyan has to go to work every day. She works as a production supervisor in a small company in Guangdong, so she is very busy. When I come home from get off work at ten o'clock every night, the first thing I do is open the computer code tomorrow There are not many chapters to be updated. There are only one chapter, which is only 2,000 words. But this is the limit of what Xiaoyan can do. My girlfriends complain that I spend more time with the computer than with her. Too much. Alas, there is no way. I have work to do, writing is my hobby, and there are so many readers supporting Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan can’t give up half-heartedly, right? I just came back and saw the person who sent me the gift. Xiaoyan felt ashamed at the message from sye0210, a friend of red envelopes and flowers. She originally decided to take a good rest during these three days of leave. She only updated one chapter every day, so she treated it as a holiday for herself. But after thinking about it, she decided to forget it. Without further ado, here is today’s second chapter, which is a little late. During the three-day National Day holiday, two chapters will be sent out every day. The first chapter is at 10:17 in the morning, and the second chapter is in the evening. At half past seven. In addition, I wish everyone a happy holiday.)

When Yang Ye saw his son's expression, he knew that this fearless son was not willing to go to the Imperial College to study. However, for the sake of the safety of the Yang family, he had to let his guilt-ridden son realize the plan.

"Why me? Aren't there seven other brothers?" Yang Yanrong was reluctant. The Imperial College, that thing is not like a university in later generations. They are all students of the emperor. To put it bluntly, as long as one

Entering the Imperial College means that you have become a disciple of the emperor, and your future career will definitely be smooth sailing.

This is something that many people dream about, but Yang Yanrong is not willing. Yang Yanrong has no interest in becoming an official. He is used to being free. If he wants to become an official, it is better to kill him.

Okay. In his previous life, he was not willing to even take a look at a group company as big as his father's, which was also a multinational company that ranked among the top 500 Fortune 500 companies in the world.

In his eyes, eating, drinking and having fun is the right way. What he eats is delicacies from the mountains and seas that ordinary people have never heard of, he drinks the world's top wines, he plays with beautiful ladies and celebrities, and he enjoys being carefree.

Traveling around the world was his biggest hobby in his previous life. He seemed to have attended university for two years, but was asked to drop out. He didn’t remember the specific reason, after all, it happened many years ago.

Son.

Now when I hear it, this cheap dad wants him to go to college again. Of course he doesn't want to.

"Eight Lang! Dad didn't force you to go to the Imperial Academy. Dad also knows that that is where the sons of dragons, princes, and grandsons gather. Although the title of Emperor's Disciple sounds very tempting, that is not the place for our Yang family to stay. To tell you the truth.

Well, if you want to marry a girl from the Pan family, you have to go there." Yang Ye touched his son's head lovingly, and said sincerely: "For your future, and for the survival of the Yang family, so, Ba Lang,

You have to go."

Although Yang Yanrong was smart, he was not very sensitive to politics. He did not quite understand what his father said, and asked in confusion: "Dad, why does the matter between me and Xiangyun have anything to do with the safety of the Yang family?"

Are we together? The more I hear, the less I understand. You’d better explain it to me clearly."

"This..." Yang Ye looked around cautiously, then closed the open window tightly, and then whispered: "Eight Lang, don't talk to anyone about this matter.

Don’t even mention a word about it, including your seven brothers. This matter is of great importance, and if one of them is not handled well, our Yang family will be in trouble!"

Seeing Yang Ye's solemn words, Yang Yanrong had to pick up his energy and listen carefully, only to hear Yang Ye continue: "Last night, the emperor summoned several of our ministers to discuss matters, and he was talking about Princess Anyang, the daughter of King Zhao Defang of Qin.

The matter of choosing a son-in-law. But no one wanted to marry the princess of Anyang home. In the end, there was no way. Zhao Xiang came up with a way to draw lots, but he never thought that I would catch the lot.",

Yang Ye spoke eloquently, and Yang Yanrong felt a chill. Can this matter be decided by drawing lots?

The talented emperor, the talented Prime Minister Zhao, and the even more talented King of Qin, Zhao Defang. Of course, the most talented one is this cheap daddy. So many people didn't catch him, but you were lucky enough to catch him.

At this moment, Yang Yanrong finally understood. Dad Ganqing was afraid that the emperor would suspect him of conspiring with the King of Qin to usurp his throne. Listening to what his father said about Zhao Guangyi's reaction, it seemed that the emperor was not only suspicious, but also suspicious.

Not too young.

Yang Ye added: "This is just one of the things. The second thing is that you and the Pan girl disappeared at the same time. In the end, it was confirmed that the two of you not only talked happily, but also had a good relationship.

It has developed beyond the personal relationship between children, and this has made the emperor scrupulous about our family."

What happened was that originally the emperor only suspected Yang Ye and the King of Qin. But now, because of Pan Xiangyun, Zhao Guangyi also suspected Pan Mei.

Hearing this, Yang Yanrong suddenly felt that his head was as big as a bucket. This matter was not easy to deal with. Since ancient times, the result of mutual suspicion between emperors and ministers was quite terrifying. Either the emperor was pushed out of power, or the ministers were executed and executed.

Nine tribes.

Yang Yanrong himself did not expect that just a few days after coming to Tokyo, so many things would happen. Not only the emperor was involved, but also the Eight Wise Kings who were passed down as a good old man.

He was taken out. Alas, this was all caused by himself. Although Yang Yanrong didn't like to be restrained, it seemed that only he could settle the matter.

It seems that I have to go to the Imperial College whether I want to or not.

Without waiting for Yang Ye to continue speaking, Yang Yanrong said first: "That's why, dad, you sent me to the Imperial Academy to build a good relationship in the future. Maybe one of the princes and grandsons in there will become the future emperor, right? Take more photos.

To flatter me, it’s best to marry the emperor’s princess back as a child, so that the emperor won’t be suspicious of my Yang family anymore, right?”

Yang Ye opened his mouth in a daze, but he didn't expect that his son was so smart. Just by listening to a few words he said and thinking about sending him to the Imperial College, he could complete the clever plan that Zhao Xiang had set for him.

Completely calculated. Is this son really a genius?

Yang Ye gave a bitter smile and said, "That's right! What you said is exactly the same as what Prime Minister Zhao told me! Now that you understand it, do you still want to go to the Imperial College?"

Nonsense, this has come to this, can I not go? Yang Yanrong rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Dad, isn't this an obvious thing? I still have to choose whether to go or not?"

Yang Ye was overjoyed and said, "So, are you sure you want to go?"

"Go, why don't you go. I also want to marry a few more princesses and bring them home. Damn it, from now on the princesses will all make quilts for me. I will accept all the princesses this emperor has, as ordered.

"Yang Yanrong said fiercely: "I want the princess to do all the sweeping, warming the bed, and serving tea and water."

Yang Ye couldn't help being shocked when he heard him say such rebellious words. He quickly came up and covered his son's mouth and whispered: "You don't want your life? Can you say this? If you want to let others

If you listen to this, our Yang family will really be doomed."
Chapter completed!