When everyone was amazed at the power of the strong bow and Yang Ming's arm strength, the king of Wei, Yang Shuang, came after hearing the news.
When he saw that the parties involved were Yang Ming and Gao Zhan, his mind instantly became a mess.
What are you doing? Can you save me some trouble?
Yang Shuang knew that Yang Ming had been pampered by the Second Saint since childhood and was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he had to pull him aside and whispered:
"Give me some face and I'll handle it."
Yang Ming grinned, threw the short bow to Chen Shuyi, turned around and left.
King Wei Yang Shuang covered his mouth and coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, and hurriedly asked Gao Zhan to be helped away.
He and Gao Jiong were friends, and he couldn't just watch something happen to the other's grandson. He knew that Yang Ming, a young fool, dared to challenge the prince, so how could he be afraid of Gao Jiong?
The excitement ended just like this, but it has become a hot topic among people in private, and it is spreading at the foot of Nanshan Mountain at lightning speed.
The clear Wei River flows through the mountains, and mist surrounds the mountainside.
In a huge tent by the river, a group of men and women dressed in luxurious clothes were sitting around a bonfire, chatting and laughing.
The leader they spoke of was the notorious little overlord Liu Jushi in Daxing City.
At this time, a tall figure lifted the tent and entered, and the originally lively camp instantly became quiet.
The boy and girl are a pair of siblings. The girl is called Pei Shuying, and the boy is called Pei Xuanji. They are from the Pei family in Hedong.
"That's not necessarily the case. Since this son is loved by the Supreme Being, the big and small officials are second best. If he is really talented, it is not difficult to support him a little bit."
Pei Xuanji asked in confusion: "Isn't this bad? Do we, the children of Guanzhong, need to marry others?"
Layman Liu rested his elbows on his knees, glanced around the tent, and said with a smile:
"In previous spring outings, our children from Guanzhong often searched for suitable marriage partners in our three-thirds of an acre of land. So your sister married his uncle, his cousin became his aunt, your mother was her aunt, and he
I am your sister-in-law, and we are all in the same circle."
In fact, many people have already silently remembered this name in their hearts.
The words of layman Liu triggered a heated discussion in the tent.
All the boys and girls in the camp came from wealthy families like the Pei family and their brothers. Either their fathers or their grandfathers were powerful.
"Humph! It's just that someone is supporting me," said a young man with fair skin and a fur hat next to the girl, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old: "If it were me, the Second Saint would treat me as a treasure. Killing Gao Zhan is not a big deal.
thing?"
His words immediately aroused a burst of agreement in the tent.
Half of the local aristocratic children in Daxing regard him as a leader. It must be said that this is also a kind of personality charm.
Therefore, they are also destined to enter the official career when they reach adulthood. Those who can be hereditary can still have a good official career.
Liu Jushi is Liu Chang's old son, and he has been a little devil since he was born.
"Everyone taking advantage of this spring outing, you might as well get closer and closer to the children of the gentry in Shandong, Hebei and Jiangnan."
After all, except for the nobles of Guanzhong, other families have no say in the court.
The girl glared at the other person: "You gave that iron bow to Gao Zhan, right? You should be worried now that you won't be implicated."
Jushi Liu smiled and said:
"It has been 20 years since the Northern Qi and Nanchen were destroyed. The local big families in Shandong and Hebei have recovered from their decline. Jiangnan is an even more fertile land. We cannot just focus on Guanzhong."
Wei Ting's father, Wei Chong, is currently the general manager of Nanning Prefecture, which is most of Guangxi. He is in the southwest and is controlled by Jin Wang Yang Guang.
At the age of three he burned down the Wanhe Restaurant, at the age of five he hanged his father's concubine, at the age of eight he cut off the ears of the son of an official in the Ministry of Revenue, at the age of thirteen he engaged in loan sharking, at the age of fifteen he opened a brothel, and at the age of eighteen he established the Guanzhong League.
When Yang Jian was still the prime minister in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Pei Ju was already his secretary in the prime minister's palace. To put it bluntly, he was Yang Jian's secretary.
"Tch!" the young man curled his lips and said: "I gave him a bow, and I didn't let him shoot someone's car axle. Brother Gao was too impatient. He should discuss this kind of matter with everyone. Now it's better. If you steal the chicken, you won't lose.
Mi, on the contrary, it gave the Jin Prince's Mansion a disincentive."
Everyone seems to be quite interested in this topic, but when it comes to marriage with other families, most of them are quite repulsive.
Their father was a great man. He was Pei Ju, the boss of the Neishi Province among the three provinces and six ministries of the current dynasty.
After Yang Jian established the Sui Dynasty, in order to decentralize and balance power, he established the system of three provinces and six ministries, which greatly divided the power of ministers and concentrated it on the imperial power.
Now he is twenty years old and has already divorced three of his wives.
The boy in the fur hat didn't take it seriously: "Who will spread the word? We are all our own people here."
"Fortunately nothing happened!"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful if it spreads out," someone in the camp reminded kindly.
Wei Ting, a young man born in Jingzhao-Webster, frowned and said:
"Brother, what do you mean by this?"
A very noble girl was wrapped in a thick mink velvet cloak, her long black hair was covered by the hood, with only a few strands of black hair hanging down. She said with lingering fear: "I really didn't expect this little Wang Xiao from Hedong.
His Highness was so ruthless that he dared to shoot Gao Zhan on the spot?"
"Dear brothers and sisters, please take a seat. Brother, I found someone to change my shift in the East Palace. I came all the way to Nanshan for the sake of everyone's life-long event."
"Who can think highly of a mere county captain? Even the concubine in my family would definitely not consider it," someone said disdainfully.
"Times have changed, dear brother"
Pei Shuying shrugged and smiled: "I will not marry in the south. I heard that the people there are pedantic and the men are not heroic. Otherwise, we would not have been destroyed by our Sui Dynasty in two months."
Therefore, Wei Ting still has a good impression of the South. After all, his father earned his family's current food, drink and enjoyment in the South.
The responsibility of the Ministry of Internal History is to prepare regulations and issue edicts. If someone is not absolutely trusted by the emperor, he will not be allowed to take charge of the Ministry of Internal History.
"I have one more thing to do when I come to Nanshan this time."
These noble disciples stood up one after another and saluted solemnly towards the people who came in:
After entering the account, Jushi Liu put aside the golden gun on his shoulder, sat down on the main seat, and waved his hands to everyone:
The tall young man wore a set of exquisite soft armor, which clearly outlined his majestic figure. There were many young ladies in the tent who were waiting for marriage, and they all cast their gazes at him infatuatedly.
"This is wrong," Wei Ting said after hearing this: "Now that the north and the south are unified, we, the people of the Sui Dynasty, are also in the south."
After hearing this, Pei Xuanji joked towards Sister Nai and said, "Sister, please don't fall in love with a kid from a family in the south of the Yangtze River. Otherwise, if you marry far away from the south, how long will it take for us, my sister and my brother, to see each other again?"
At this time, someone said: "The year before last, there was a scholar from Hebei who passed the scientific examination. His surname was Fang, Qiao, and Xuanling. He seemed to be quite popular with the Supreme Being. He is currently the county captain of Xi (xi) City (now Fenyang, Shanxi).
If there is a daughter of suitable age, we can consider it."
"The leader is here."
"The alliance leader took time out from his busy schedule. He must have something to do, right?"
Liu Jushi sneered and said, "Let's meet for a while. Whether our newly-promoted Hedong County King will be favored by the Crown Prince depends on your performance in this situation."
There was a sudden silence in the tent, and everyone looked solemn and looked eager to try.
But I don’t know exactly what they were thinking.
Charging for the East Palace often brings huge benefits, but if the opponent is the Jin Palace, then the risks are definitely there.
It just depends on whether anyone is willing to risk it.