Looking at the beautiful girl kneeling outside the mansion, Yang Lihua stepped out of the carriage, stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Pei Ju hasn't come back yet?"
Pei Shuying said respectfully: "In reply to the eldest princess, my father has not been back for three days."
"In that case, you can take me for a walk," Yang Lihua said leisurely.
Pei Shuying hurriedly said: "It is an honor for a common girl to serve the eldest princess."
In the mansion, Pei Shuying followed beside her, silently guiding Yang Lihua. The eldest princess had a high status, and she would go to anyone's home as if she were her own. She could go wherever she wanted.
The area of Pei's mansion is not large, and it is far less than the standard of a county prince. However, Pei Ju's title is Wenxi County Duke, which shows how low-key this person is.
In today's Sui Dynasty, Pei Ju's status is at least among the top five, but their family is not as crowded as the houses of Gao Jun, Yang Su, and Su Wei.
Why? Because few people dare to come to Pei Ju openly to do business. Everyone knows that Pei Ju is the supreme minister. It is against the emperor's taboo for you to have close contact with Pei Ju.
Pei Ju knew this very well, so he rarely interacted with people. Since he had a close relationship with the emperor, he could not have a close relationship with the courtiers.
The fourth child, Yang Wenxuan, was stunned. It had been more than ten years since her husband passed away, and this was the first time that her mother had expressed her intention to seek another marriage for her.
"Princess, I'm seventeen," Pei Shuying said shyly.
Yes, how can a woman from a wealthy family be able to make the decision for her own lifelong affairs?
So Yang Lihua doesn't plan to see Pei Ju anymore, it depends on whether he can pass the test of his daughter.
Hearing this, Pei Shuying became more and more nervous. She was a smart person and guessed that Yang Lihua's question was definitely not an impromptu question.
But she didn't know what the other person was thinking, so it was really hard for her to answer.
Yang Lihua on the side shook her head helplessly. During this period, she winked at her sister several times, but the other party refused to give in.
In fact, Yang Lihua knew very well that Yang Xuangan's daughter could be a child, but Pei Ju's daughter could not. The status of the two was too different. One could only represent herself, and the other could represent the Hedong Pei family. They were worlds apart.
She was only fourteen years old at that time, and she was sent to the deep palace, wandering around all over the place alone. She spent many late nights hiding in the corner crying alone. Who knew that she had never truly been in love since she was fourteen years old?
Was happy.
Yang Lihua smiled and nodded: "We should have planned it a long time ago."
On Zhuque Street, the cries shook the sky. All those with official titles, all dressed in plain clothes, knelt down the entire street.
"Girl Pei, does she have a husband she likes in her heart?"
"Raise your head and let me have a look," Yang Lihua said with a smile.
Dugu Jialuo was in good condition today and even played a few games of chess with his least favorite fourth daughter, Princess Lechang Yang Wenxuan.
Half of the crimes Yang Guang committed were placed on Dugu Jialuo's head, but Yang Ming knew in his heart that Empress Dugu was not at all responsible for this matter.
This is an interesting phenomenon in the Sui Dynasty. The eldest princess had no real power or actual duties, but she had a huge influence that cannot be ignored.
Live up to your husband, live up to your children, live up to the world.
During this period, Yang Ming stayed in the palace and lived with his parents in the East Palace. He would not leave the palace until a hundred days later, but he would still have to mourn for three years.
The Book of Sui, one of the Twenty-Four Histories, was edited by this bastard, and it ruined the old Yang family.
That night, Empress Dugu got on the bed, served by her eldest daughter Lihua, slowly closed her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
At three o'clock in the Chou hour, thousands of imperial guards came out of the palace and rushed to various places.
On this day, Yang Ming came to see his mother, Concubine Xiao, and said that she wanted to go out for a walk. Concubine Xiao knew that her third son had the deepest relationship with the Queen, and was afraid that he would be too hurt. She refused at first, and wanted her son to stay with her.
, but in the end, Yang Ming couldn't resist it and reluctantly agreed.
"I can't make the decision"
To be honest, she thought she would never marry again in this life.
What is supposed to come will always come, and my grandmother Dugu Jialu has also completed her glorious life.
Three days later, Buddhist powers such as Ling Zang, Shan Quan, Li Shen, Zhi Tuo, and Hui Hai will preside over a forty-nine-day salvation ceremony in the palace.
Yang Lihua suddenly burst out laughing. This girl is really heartless.
"Since Pei Ju agrees, why don't you get married yet? You know, you are not young,"
Yang Lihua pursed her lips and smiled and said: "It is rare for someone to make their own decisions about marriage and the fate of their parents. Silly girl, if possible, I hope that I can make the decision for myself."
Right now, there is a person settled here, a girl who is supposed to be his first wife.
In this life, Yang Ming's surname was Yang, and he belonged to the Sui Dynasty clan. He would be the third successor in line under Yang Zhao and Yang Jian in the future.
As she spoke, Yang Lihua flicked Pei Shuying's hair on her temples and said with a smile:
The beheading is the heaviest mourning dress. The broken parts are exposed and there are no edges. The overall look is very rough to show the unadorned grief. Only the prince-level can wear beheading.
Yang Ming, dressed in sackcloth, was kneeling in the crowd. He had been crying for a long time and could no longer cry.
At this time, Pei Shuying finally looked up, but she was already crying:
Yang Ming smiled, walked up the steps, and opened the palace door.
In the courtyard, a palace maid saw Yang Ming and hurriedly came over to greet him.
She has a dull personality and cannot say thank you. She just smiles and lowers her head.
It's not a good thing to knock on the door of Prince Jin's palace in the middle of the night.
Looking at that tearful look, Yang Lihua felt a heart-wrenching pain in her eyes.
Yang Lihua said: "That's not too young. I got married when I was fourteen."
The evaluation of Dugu Jialuo in history can be summarized in eight words: he is good at pampering and transferring his direct descendants, and overthrows the clan.
According to the system, the first-level emperor and grandson should wear "Qixiang", which is the second-class mourning dress. It is made of linen and has neat corners.
"Yes, she's not young anymore," Pei Shuying was a little nervous and didn't know how to reply. She had met many big shots in her life, but Yang Lihua was undoubtedly the leader among them.
Yuehua Palace,
This place was originally Yang Ming's dormitory, and he has lived here for six years since he traveled through time.
"Some things need to be fought for by yourself. Others can't help you."
That's all, anyway, it's what I said, and if I'm accused in the future, I'll have an excuse.
Daxing City, which had already fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly became nervous, and the lights illuminated the whole city.
What bothers Pei Shuying the most is her age. If she is not married at the age of seventeen, she will inevitably be gossiped about. My grandfather is an important minister in the court, so his face will inevitably be disgraced.
Yes or no? If the answer is yes, she will definitely ask who it is, so how should she answer it?
Although she has an upright temperament, she is also divided between people. With Yang Lihua's status, she does not dare to be upright.
Yang Ming suddenly knelt down and burst into tears.
An era is over.
Yang Lihua smiled and said: "What a silly girl. How old are you this year?"
The people in the capital, regardless of gender, age or child, were all covered in linen.
Today's Yuehua Palace is in a state of decay, and the palace maids we meet along the way all have dark faces and are lifeless.
Yang Lihua looked up and down Pei Shuying, who lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at the powerful eldest princess in front of her.
However, she felt a little relieved when she saw that her mother, who had always been strong-willed, was not angry.
"I, I." She, who was always outspoken, didn't know what to say.
But Yang Su had already lowered his face to intercede with his mother. With the help of her grandfather's relationship, Yang Yinjiang could not escape the position of concubine. Yang Su's face could not be denied even to her father, queen and mother.
Yang Zhao collapsed and cried, suddenly falling to the ground.
Dugu Feng'er lives in the same dormitory where Yang Ming used to live. In the yard, various talismans can be seen everywhere, posted on the mouth of the well, branches, fences, and windows.
A good-natured girl is now treated as an evil creature and sealed here.
Whether it is the deposed prince Yang Yong or the current prince Yang Guang, they all respect and love him.
Slaughter is prohibited for forty-nine days, music and worship are stopped for a hundred days, marriages are stopped for a hundred days, offenders will be punished!
In Yong'an Palace, all the ladies of the clan covered their faces with cloth and surrounded Empress Dugu's phoenix couch, crying loudly, while all the men knelt down to wait.
"Don't be formal. I'm here today. I have nothing else to do. I just want to take a look around." Yang Lihua liked it more and more and asked again:
Several guards looked at each other, feeling helpless.
The person who said these eight words is called Wei Zheng.
However, under Yang Jian's orders, King Yang Zhao of Jin, King Yang Jian of Yuzhang, and King Yang Ming of Hedong all obeyed "Behead and Decline".
Dugu Jialuo smiled and said to Yang Lihua: "The fourth girl always lives alone, which is not right after all. You can make arrangements for her. If there is a suitable one, let her remarry."
Seeing that the other party hesitated for a long time and did not dare to reply, Yang Lihua smiled and said:
"It seems that there is one, but I don't dare to say it because Pei Ju doesn't agree?"
Yang Lihua stood up slowly, came to Pei Shuying, held up her face with both hands, and said softly:
Yang Jian seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. He ordered to stay out of court for a hundred days to pay homage to the queen.
This is also destined that Pei Ju will never be able to achieve the position of minister, because he does not have that prestige.
Yang Wenxuan didn't let her go, so Dugu Jialuo lost everything.
"Your Highness, no one is allowed to enter without the Supreme Order," the imperial guards guarding outside the palace saw Yang Ming and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
Yang Jian ordered that Shangshu Zuopushe Yang Su should be responsible for the funeral of the queen. In addition to coordinating the arrangements for the funeral, he also had to find a place for the queen to be buried.
Only officials of fifth rank and above and married women can enter the palace to offer comfort.
Even though Wei Zheng in this life may not have the chance to say these eight words, Yang Ming will kill him quickly.
"When you have free time, you can come and talk to me. The door of the eldest princess's mansion will always be open for you."
"No, I don't disagree," Pei Shuying quickly shook her head and regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.
The second year of Renshou, September 14th.
Pei Shuying didn't know why, but she slowly raised her head, but her eyes were still looking down, not daring to look directly.
No matter how famous this person is in history, when he sees Yang Ming in this life, it will be the day of his death.
Of course, Yang Lihua would not visit Pei Ju's study rashly. It was equivalent to a secret room and a private place, so she simply walked around the yard and sat down in the pavilion by the lake.
Among the five daughters, only Yang Lihua was ordered to die, and the other four princesses all died together.
The lake is very small, and it even seems that the fish in the lake are so crowded.
Yang Ming stood up in shock, and together with Yang Zhao and Yang Jian, ran to the door of the house as fast as possible.
Several guards held their plain clothes in their hands and knelt at the foot of the steps.
The girl in front of him was really wronged by being Yang Ming's concubine, and Pei Ju would definitely not be able to bear it.
She is also a woman, and she also needs a man's love, but now her heart is as cold as a stone, and no one can make her emotional.
Yang Ming asked: "Where is Dugu Feng'er?"
"I have been crying all day and just fell asleep," the palace maid said.
Yang Ming nodded and came outside the bedroom. He was about to tear off the yellow paper talisman of the new post, but was stopped by the palace maid:
"Absolutely not. Your Highness's precious body must not be contaminated with evil spirits."
As soon as she finished speaking, the palace maid suddenly changed her expression, because Yang Ming had already torn off the talisman and entered the bedroom.