Chapter 156 The beauty of the disaster, such a young hero
Under the candlelight, He Huan was sitting on the couch, with two dancers dancing in front of him and several musicians playing the piano on the side. The atmosphere was very soft.
The maiko wears gauze, dances gracefully, and has a pretty face that changes into various expressions, which is extremely seductive.
He Huan's eyes were not on the maiko, but he was looking intently at the wine glass.
Many times, what you envy is just ordinary in the eyes of another group of people.
The staff comes in.
"Someone is coming from the Yang family."
"What did you say?"
"I scolded Mr. Lang, saying that this matter was not kept secret, so that someone could spy on Jiang Di's true and false identity. Not only did that bitch escape easily, the emperor is also quite dissatisfied with our people."
"What do you mean? The emperor took action?"
"Yes, just before, the emperor took down three of our officials in the name of corruption."
He Huan waved his hands and dispersed singing and dancing.
"They want to bring down the imperial concubine, but they don't think about the emperor's thoughts. If I were the emperor..."
"Little Prince!" The staff hurriedly ran out, looked around, and came back to warn: "Be careful what you say."
"The four surnames of the family and the emperor are in a relationship of mutual use. What are we afraid of?" He Huanxiao said with contempt, "If I were the emperor, I would definitely beat the imperial concubine and Liang Jing, but he didn't. What do you think the emperor is thinking?"
The staff member lowered his head and thought. When he raised his head again, his eyes were more cautious, "He loves the imperial concubine."
He Huan smiled and said, "Look at the emperor's past. He has been known as a warrior since he was young. When Emperor Wu was dying, he led the army into the palace. How dangerous was it then? If there was even a slight deviation, the whole family would become a new enemy.
The sacrifice of the emperor's flag. The second time was four years ago, when he led the army into the palace as the prince. Once Li Yuan was on guard, he would die without a burial place, but he still went."
"He likes adventure and excitement, but now that he is an emperor, how can he be more exciting?"
"He treats the world as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces. He can move them around as he pleases. Is it exciting? It's exciting, but he has long been tired of it."
"I bet that he originally brought Mrs. Liang into the palace just for stimulation. Have you ever noticed?" He Huan smiled strangely, "He took the prince's woman away. If it were someone else, let's just say you.
How would you deal with the woman whose son you took away?"
The staff member felt uncomfortable all over, "I...how could I do such a thing?"
"Is it uncomfortable?"
He Huan patted the case and laughed. After a long time, he gasped: "If it were me, I would definitely find a crime to depose the prince, exile him to a barbaric land, and kill him in two years. Such blindness.
Not annoying."
The staff member was a little worried, "In recent years, the prince's status seems to be stable, but he is mediocre and not even as good as a minister. He can be said to be silent."
"Do you understand?" He Huan looked at him, the smile on his face was so weird that it made people feel uneasy.
"No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will get tired of it after spending many years together. He will do the same. But the prince is here! The prince will come to the palace every few days to see him. Think about it, what will the emperor think every time he sees the prince?"
The staff member shook his head. He thought he was a serious person and had never considered such crooked ways.
"He will be thinking...the prince's woman is now my woman, and the prince will call that woman Aniang, hahahaha!"
He Huanxiao was crazy, beating the table and leaning on the table, his body was shaking.
"I bet that every time he sees the imperial concubine, the emperor will think...this is my daughter-in-law!"
"That's a lunatic! A lunatic who uses the prince to stimulate himself is an old thief!"
The staff member's face turned pale, obviously he could not accept such high-end stimulation.
After a long time, He Huan let out an ouch, wiped away the tears from laughter in the corner of his eyes, and said coldly: "He lives by stimulation, so he will not abandon the imperial concubine. Even if the Jiang Di incident happened, the emperor would at most scold him.
, and then nothing happened.
Don’t the Yang family understand this? I think they do, but they are too proud and unwilling to lower their heads and think about other people’s thoughts.”
The staff sighed.
"Should I remind them?"
"It's useless. The Yingchuan Yang family is so famous. The smooth sailing for many years has already made them forget their fear. Even if they are reminded, they will remain the same and their behavior will not change at all."
"If the Yang family is still planning to deal with the imperial concubine next time..."
"Let them deal with it, don't you think it's interesting to watch them and the emperor fighting each other?"
He Huan clapped his hands and said, "Sing and dance!"
The singer and musicians came in again.
The music starts.
Dancing gracefully again.
The staff resigned and warned before leaving: "Xiao Langjun, the Yingchuan Yang family has been inherited for many years and has a profound foundation. There are many things that the He family needs to honor the Yang family, so be careful!"
He Huan watched him go out, holding the wine glass, lowered his head slightly, and said softly:
"He can take his place."
The staff walked out of the lobby and took a deep breath, "The common people regard the emperors and dignitaries as gods, but what are these gods doing? They are crawling on ashes, and they are playing tricks on men. Gods..."
He opened his mouth, "he...tui."
A mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on the ground.
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In the past few days, people have been coming to me, complaining about Huang Chunhui.
"They say that my husband has been guarding the border for many years and has made great contributions through hard work. Now that he is in his dying years, he is still blowing cold wind in the northern Xinjiang. The emperor is kind and it is time to consider the honor and support of his loyal ministers." Zhang Du was angry.
Jiang Cunzhong said sarcastically: "There are also people who say that Mr. Xiang intends to retreat and will give up if he wants to see good things, so as not to lose his security in the evening. Bah!"
This is the Yang family.
Two guys were holding wine and sitting under a big tree complaining.
Zhang Du burped, "Hey! How can we squat here and drink when we come to Chang'an? Let's go out and walk around."
"That's fine."
Zhang Du shouted towards the backyard, "Zitai!"
"What to shout?"
Yang Xuan was packing things. When he came, Yi Niang said that some things were left in the old house and asked them to take them back.
"Let's go outside and walk around."
"It's not interesting outside." The weather was not good today, with light rain, so Yang Xuan thought it would be better to rest at home.
"It's rare to come to Chang'an, let's go!"
Zhang Du found him, put his arm around his shoulder, and walked out without saying anything.
Rain and mist hang thinly over Chang'an City, making the city walls, palaces, and towers in the distance hazy. The street trees on the roadside remain motionless in the mist, like a demure woman, quietly watching the people coming and going.
"Where to go?" Jiang Cunzhong asked.
"I do not know."
The two looked at Yang Xuan.
"Let's go to Qujiang Pool."
"Look at the flowing water?" Zhang Du said dissatisfied: "There are many rivers in northern Xinjiang. Why come here if you want to see the flowing water?"
"Not going?" Yang Xuan looked at him.
"Not going."
Zhang Du shook his head.
Jiang Cunzhong shook his head.
Yang Xuan chuckled, "The rain is hazy, the water is hazy, and the people are hazy. Those stupid literary women, those sentimental women like to go to Qujiang Pool at this time, watching the flowing water, and there are handsome men beside them moaning with their dirty feet.
A poem, the wind blows, a few tears fall, and you feel that life is complete."
The two looked at each other.
"go!"
As soon as we entered Qujiang Pond, we saw that there were many women.
Where there are women, there are men.
The men gathered together, drinking and chanting poems, while secretly looking at the women beside them. Whenever a woman turned her eyes, they would raise their voices.
There were a bunch of men and a bunch of women, but gradually they became a bunch.
The two sticks entered Qujiang Pool, and their eyes turned green when they saw the atmosphere.
“What a great place!”
“What a view!”
The two of them turned their eyes and stared at the woman.
When women come to places like this, they usually dress up exquisitely and elegantly. Looking hazy in the mist, they look like ladies in paintings, full of fairy spirit.
The women gathered together and also drank and recited poems. It was most touching when their faces were flushed and their eyes were blurred after drinking.
"I've met all of you ladies."
Zhang Du came up and got close.
Several women glanced at him, and one of them looked indifferent, "What's the matter?"
This is what it means to reject people thousands of miles away, but Zhang Du has been in northern Xinjiang for a long time and is surrounded by many rough warriors. How can he understand the thoughts of women.
He smiled and cupped his hands, "Are you ladies composing poems?"
wooden club!
Yang Xuan shook his head.
That's not how you strike up a conversation.
The woman said coldly: "I'll write the poem later, I'll let you do it yourself."
roll!
Zhang Du was startled by this gentle guy. He was so thick-skinned, so he salivated and said, "I have a poem here. Ladies, please listen..."
"Mr. Sir, please help yourself."
The woman's face was covered with ice shards.
No matter how thick-skinned Zhang Du was, he couldn't stand the prodding and came back dejected.
Jiang Cunzhong hooked his shoulder and teased: "Why, in Northern Xinjiang you called yourself a handsome young man, but today you are dismissed by the women of Chang'an."
Zhang Du was ashamed and speechless.
There was a man watching the fun beside him. When he saw this, he sighed, "He's from Northern Xinjiang? No wonder."
Zhang Du cupped his hand and said, "I still want to ask for advice."
There was some teasing in the man's eyes. He pointed at the men and said: "Look, who among those men is not carefully dressed up, well-dressed, and elegant. But you look quite rough and bold, and you don't know how to restrain your actions.
How can those women like Kai Dahe?"
Damn, that’s it.
Those women suddenly lowered their heads and laughed, laughing wantonly.
When they smiled, someone looked back at them and laughed.
"Three country people dare to come and seduce us, bah!"
Most of these women were tolerant, but there were also some who were mean, and they made disdainful noises at Yang Xuan and the others.
More than ten men walked quickly with a woman surrounded by them.
A group of men were chasing after him.
"Princess, princess."
What princess?
Zhang Du and others quickly avoided it.
"This is Princess Nian Ziyue of Nanyang."
"It's a great time to come to Qujiangchi in the new year."
Tsk tsk!
In an instant, most of the men moved, stood up and moved closer.
Zhang Du stood on tiptoe and looked, "It is rumored that Princess Nanyang is the most beautiful woman in the world, but I have never seen it before. Today is an eye-opener. Oh! Damn it, there are so many people blocking it. You can't see anything."
.”
Jiang Cunzhong was smarter. When he saw a tree nearby, he quickly climbed up it.
"Dai He? Here you are!"
Jiang Cunzhong praised: "But the graceful lotus steps make me tempted."
Those women couldn't stand up any more. After some muttering, they all got up and prepared to take a look at the so-called most beautiful woman in the world.
"It's said that women will be tempted after seeing it."
"Get out of the way!"
The accompanying officials cleared the way with a straight face.
But this is Chang'an, who would listen to you?
Those men swarmed in, and more than a dozen men blocked him from all sides. It didn't take long before he was in danger.
Nian Ziyue, who was wearing a robe, felt a little regretful.
Today she wanted to go out in private, but Zhang Jing discovered her, so she asked the officials who were monitoring them to come forward and escort her to Qujiang Pool.
Unexpectedly, this official had a friend who was also in Qujiang Pool today. His friend heard him boast that he was responsible for guarding the most beautiful woman in the world, so when he saw Nian Ziyue, he subconsciously shouted out.
Then it became like this.
Nian Ziyue raised his head and looked at the crazy men around him with some confusion.
And women.
Why are women so crazy?
Nian Ziyue was puzzled.
A man broke through the outer defense and rushed in. Nian Ziyue's face changed color, "Zhang Jing!"
The long-legged man was knocked away with one punch, but more men broke through the defense.
"Princess!"
Once Princess Nanyang was knocked down by this group of men, the official's face turned pale just thinking about the consequences. But he himself could not protect himself and struggled hard in the crowd.
"Look, those three people are also going up." The women were watching the excitement. When they saw Yang Xuan rushing in, the mean woman couldn't help but sneered: "This is also an opportunity to take advantage, man, huh!"
"Hey! He rushed over!" A companion pointed forward and praised: "What a skill!"
The mean girl covered her mouth and stared at the boss, "He got Princess Nanyang and slapped him! Slap him and kick him! Oh! No, how could the princess... how could the princess be so docile and just follow him?!
"
A group of people saw Yang Xuan rush in, knock down the man next to Nian Ziyue with a burst of punches and kicks, and then reach out.
Logically, Nian Ziyue should shrink her hand and give him a leg. But Nian Ziyue stretched out her hand and let him hold it.
"Ah!" How many people are so jealous!
The little hand I dreamed of was held by that man.
Zhang Du's intestines turned green with regret, and while beating the men who rushed towards her, he said: "If I had known that the princess was so docile, I would have fucked her a long time ago."
Yang Xuan pulled Nian Ziyue out of the crowd and frowned slightly, "Why are you so careless?"
Nian Ziyue would have been silent and waiting for anyone else, but now she blurted out, "I'm wearing a hat?"
Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, "You are too famous and it is easy to attract butterflies. By the way, after this time, let Honglu Temple find someone else."
"Um!"
Nian Ziyue followed him to the other side, "When did you come back?"
"I've been back for a few days."
"Why..." Nian Ziyue stopped talking.
"Xiao Xuanzi, she wants to ask you why you didn't go looking for her." Zhuque's voice was cheerful.
"This trip is business."
Yang Xuan gave a stiff response.
Nian Ziyue was silent and said for a long time: "I heard them say that in the battle between Northern Xinjiang and Northern Liao, Northern Xinjiang won. Do you know?"
What does this girl want to find out?
The Southern Zhou Dynasty must want to find out the details of this battle so as to evaluate the strength of the Tang Dynasty and the Northern Liao Dynasty.
Yang Xuan was silent.
"Meet the princess."
Several women were standing in front of them, interrupting Nian Ziyue's rhythm of questioning.
Yang Xuan raised his head and couldn't help but smile.
The road between enemies was narrow, and several women who had ridiculed them before were now looking at him curiously.
Just look at the beauty, there is no possibility for same-sex relationships. But this young man can hold the princess's hand calmly, and his mysterious identity makes people heart-throb.
"I have met Mr. Lang."
Even that mean woman saluted.
Yang Xuan nodded.
Then he took Nian Ziyue and passed them by.
The mean woman felt regretful. She turned around and looked at Yang Xuan's back. The companion beside her said, "If I had known, I would have drank and composed poetry with them."
Yang Xuan and Nian Ziyue walked to a place with few people.
"You are also in Northern Xinjiang. Have you participated in the war this time?"
"Um!"
Nian Ziyue looked sideways at him, "They said that Huang Chunhui brought a few meritorious people back this time to report his victory."
"I'm one of them."
Nian Ziyue looked at him, wanting to ask many questions in his mind, but they finally turned into one sentence.