Yi Niang began to force Cao Ying to improve Yang Xuan's life.
The home became a carpentry site.
"I can control my anger." No matter how shameless Cao Ying was, she could only restrain herself at this moment.
"Then what do you expect me to do in the future?"
Yi Niang poked her head out of the kitchen, waving the kitchen knife in her hand.
Cao Ying did not raise her head, "It might be good for you to... be in charge of the kitchen in the future."
In the palace...he added silently.
Yang Xuan came out, "I don't need a bathtub."
Yi Niang's voice came from the kitchen, "Lang Jun, the bathtub is good."
Yang Xuan felt that she had underestimated him, "I have been bathing in well water since I was ten years old...even in winter."
What a bunch of beasts!
Yi Niang waved her kitchen knife angrily in the kitchen, and then said: "But Mr. Lang has no one to serve him before!"
Yang Xuan was startled, yes! I used to have no one to take care of me, so I still lived like this. Now that I have someone to cook and wash, I still live like this.
After dinner, Yang Xuan returned to the room.
He is sorting out some clues.
He has become a different person since entering the mountains. He knows where there are prey and where there are dangers, otherwise he would not be able to survive in the mountains and forests, even if he has some cultivation.
He squinted and thought about something...
Early morning.
"Cao Ying, do something!"
Yang Xuan was practicing, and Cao Ying was forced to work by Yi Niang.
When Yang Xuan came out, Cao Ying, who was sweeping the floor, threw away the broom and came forward with bright eyes, "Mr. Lang, do you have any questions?"
Yang Xuan shook his head.
Cao Ying felt regretful and lowered her head to pick up the broom. When he saw Yi Niang coming out of the kitchen, he smiled and said, "Lang Jun, women are actually very wonderful."
"How wonderful?" Yang Xuan asked.
Cao Ying looked mysterious, "It's wonderful."
As he spoke, he nodded his chin at Yi Niang, who was bending over.
Yi Niang bent over and looked from behind, her plump curves immediately revealed.
Yang Xuan continued walking and asked softly: "What is this?"
Suzaku's voice was very old-fashioned, "Drive."
"What's driving?"
"He's teaching you how to drive."
After breakfast, Yang Xuan went to study after being sent off respectfully by two men and women who had knelt down and pledged their loyalty.
Opposite me, Mr. Xie was smiling and stroking his beard, looking very graceful.
"What is this called?" Yang Xuan asked.
"The peacock will spread its feathers in order to court a mate, which is very beautiful. But when you turn behind it, you will find... how beautiful the front is, but how ugly the bare butt is."
"Thank you, sir." Yi Niang greeted warmly.
Xie Gong stretched out a hand from behind and squeezed his butt hard.
"Ouch!"
The morning started with this scream.
Yi Niang suddenly raised her head in the yard and said to Cao Ying: "Raise your hands sideways."
Cao Ying raised her hand.
A gray shadow swooped down from the sky like lightning and landed on Cao Ying's arm.
"hiss……"
Falcon's feathers suddenly exploded, and its sharp claws grabbed Cao Ying's arm. He couldn't help but groan in pain, "Why didn't you remind me to wear armbands?"
Yi Niang gently stroked the falcon's back and took off the small tube from its feet. "If you want the falcon to get familiar with you, the best way is to see blood."
Cao Ying endured the severe pain and said, "This reminds me of the wedding night."
Yi Niang took out the scroll and said, "Yes! But in the eyes of the falcon, you are the mother bird, and today is the wedding night between it and you."
"I'm thinking about my wedding night." Cao Ying retorted.
"A man's first night will be smooth." Yi Niang said disdainfully: "Then I have to pant and ask the person next to me, how powerful am I? For the sake of the man's face, the woman can only pretend to be out of breath.
While pretending to be shy, I bowed my head and begged for mercy."
Cao Ying: "You didn't go to bed at that time, how did you know this?"
"But I am in charge of many palace maids. The nobles think that these matters are unknown to the ghosts, but in fact they have been spread word of mouth in the palace for a long time."
Cao Ying was silent and tried to stroke the falcon's back. Sure enough, the falcon became much docile.
Yi Niang opened the scroll.
——How is Mr. Lang?
Yi Niang curled her lips and continued to read.
——You don’t know enough about the emperor. When Emperor Wu was old, it was the emperor who led troops into the palace and launched a coup. Then his father Li Yuan was pushed forward and he was the crown prince...
——This man is a born beast with a burning desire for power, so within three years he launched another coup, ousted Li Yuan from power, and made his own appearance.
Yi Niang raised her eyes and thought for a moment, "That's really the case."
"I thought he would make waves last year, but I didn't expect him to endure it for one more year." Yi Niang read softly, while Cao Ying beside her was thoughtful.
"It can be seen that in his eyes, the five surnames in his family are more threatening than his father, the poor emperor."
Cao Ying nodded slightly, "That's very true."
Yi Niang lowered her head, "The emperor endured it for three years before taking action, and enlisted the help of four members of his family. He wanted to defeat the Zuo Xiang, the Wang family, and the Imperial College in one fell swoop."
"But the emperor is sharp and cold, as if he were a heartless god. The four members of his family are not fools, so they naturally know that he is seeking skin from a tiger. So..."
Cao Ying smiled slightly and said, "We share the same bed but have different dreams."
Yi Niang raised her head and said, "We share the same bed but have different dreams."
"This is an opportunity we can take advantage of." Cao Ying said: "Lang Jun started from a humble beginning. He only needs to gradually gather people and raise the banner when the time comes..."
Yi Niang asked: "When will I tell my husband those secret things?"
Cao Ying frowned, "I'm worried that Mr. Lang will avoid me if he finds out."
Yi Niang sighed, "But the rebellion is going on for a long time. Only when Mr. Lang knows about it will he be proactive."
Cao Ying also had a rare frown, "Let me think about it, how about... looking for an opportunity to tell Lang Jun these days?"
Yang Xuan has arrived at the Imperial College.
Before entering the school building, I heard someone say: "Hey! Bao Dong didn't spread any rumors today?"
"When will I spread the rumor?" Bao Dong's loud voice began to broadcast.
"Yesterday, Siye went to the Ministry of Revenue. He patted the case and said that the Imperial College was not a waste. The Ministry of Revenue responded with indifference. Siye took action and hit the official in the Ministry of Revenue with a ruler until his mouth was swollen."
Is Si Ye so sharp?
When Yang Xuan went in, he saw Qiao Huiyan getting up, "This is a rumor. Si Ye went to the Ministry of Revenue to argue, saying that Professor Zhong had made a contribution in assisting Wannian County in hunting down the Southern Zhou spy, but the officials from the Ministry of Revenue said that his contribution was only minor... Si Ye was furious, and...
The ruler broke the case."
A student rushed into the school building from Yang Xuan, "Hey! Officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs have come to the Imperial College and asked us to pay for the case that was settled by Si Ye yesterday."
This is undoubtedly a provocation.
Yang Xuan sat in his seat, and the next lesson went in his left ear and out his right ear.
"Hey!" After class, Bao Dong raised his eyebrows at Yang Xuan, "Yang Xuan, have you chosen your department?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "I still don't know what departments our Imperial College is divided into."
"Come to the bitter love department." Bao Dong said seductively: "When you are successful in cultivation, you will see that the sky is melancholy and the earth is melancholy... Even the wind is so lingering, so those affectionate words will be said involuntarily.
Come out...the deeper your understanding, the higher your cultivation will be, much better than those who practice hard."
"Hey! Where is the person?"
Yang Xuan ran away long ago.
It looked like there was no way to eat lunch today. Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when he passed by the dining hall, and then thought of the bitterness.
An Siye went astray, so his temper was a bit irritable. What will Bao Dong be like in his cultivation in the future?
"Yang Xuan." A clerk waved to him, "Si Ye calls you."
When he saw An Ziyu, Yang Xuan calmed down and glanced at the ruler rotating between her fingers.
"It's good that you found an opportunity to make meritorious deeds for the Imperial College yesterday." An Ziyu rarely looked pleasant, "But we have to keep up the good work."
Then there was some encouragement.
On the way out, Yang Xuan thought of the current situation in the Imperial College...
The original Imperial College was lying flat, not thinking about making progress, and everyone was intoxicated by the warm wind of chatting and nonsense, until this time it was blown by the edge of the strong wind.
But in Yang Xuan's view, this is not a bad thing. If the Imperial College is stimulated in this way, maybe they can change their attitude.
He arrived outside Wang Erlang's house.
The aunt came out of the house, saw him there, and said enthusiastically: "It's Yang Langjun! The family has just prepared meals. Can Yang Langjun eat? Come, come, come..."
Wannian County.
Tang Xiaonian and the others were interrogating Wang Erlang.
"Where are your old friends?"
"Those are just bad friends, we don't keep in touch with each other anymore."
After the explanation, Wang Erlang received preferential treatment and his wounds were treated with medicine.
"Who did you tell your thoughts to?"
Zhao Guolin asked.
Wang Erlang smiled bitterly, "Such thoughts are just a joke. I didn't tell anyone, not even my wife and children. By the way, my wife and children..."
"You still remember your wife and children, so you have a conscience." Tang Xiaonian said: "The connection is indispensable, but since you don't know about it, your guilt is not serious, so you can rest assured."
"Thank you very much." Wang Erlang relaxed a little, then struggled to kneel down and said sincerely: "Please also tell my elder brother, tell him..."
Looking at his pleading eyes, Tang Xiaonian nodded, "You say."
Wang Erlang lowered his head and said, "Tell him that peace is blessing."
Tang Xiaonian turned around and prepared to go out.
"I...I remembered."
Wang Erlang's body suddenly shook, and Tang Xiaonian turned around suddenly, "What did you remember?"
"I drank too much during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. My children didn't like the smell of alcohol, so I watched the moon outside my house and vomited a lot... I said that with self-pity..."
"Who heard this?" Zhao Guolin tightened his grip on the horse.
"Neighbor." Wang Erlang raised his head, with disbelief and surprise in his eyes, "It's Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao squatted nearby and listened. She also laughed at me and kindly gave me a bowl of water to rinse my mouth..."
In an instant, all the lines connected together.
"She is a thief and shouts "Catch the thief!"
Tang Xiaonian turned around, "Where is Yang Xuan?"
"He said he would go to the site today to have a look."
…
Auntie's house.
The aunt couldn't help but push Yang Xuan onto the mat.
"I've had breakfast." Yang Xuan explained with a wry smile.
The aunt chuckled lightly and said, "Young people eat long meals. Five meals a day is not too much. Just wait."
Yang Xuan sat behind the desk and quietly looked at the wood grain on it.
The sound of wooden spoons hitting earthen pots came from the kitchen, which was very loud. The aunt's voice also became softer, "Husband, is the pit deep enough?"
Her husband responded, "That's enough."
In the yard, several chickens were chasing the rising sun, greedily absorbing the warmth from the sun.
A moth flew in, flapped its wings calmly, and landed gracefully on the table.
Footsteps came from the kitchen, approaching from far away.
The enthusiastic voice remains the same.
"There is nothing delicious at home, just a bowl of meat soup..."
The voice came close to behind Yang Xuan.
Instantly, the hairs on his back stood on end and his scalp became numb.
…
It’s been for a long time and it’s about to begin...