There was a hint of relief between Liu Qing's brows, and Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Did Mr. Liu encounter something happy?"
"Joy and rejoice together!"
Old Liu was very happy.
Yang Xuan didn't pay attention and told the story of the trip. When he finally talked about Dengzhou's army, Liu Qing said: "Zitai, your last move can be called the finishing touch, and it is more important than the previous pressure.
With this hand, the soldiers and civilians in Dengzhou will still have a good impression of you and Northern Xinjiang.
In the future, if Chang'an wants to use Dengzhou to suppress Northern Xinjiang, the soldiers from Dengzhou will not be able to use it."
"The weaker the enemy is, the stronger I am!"
Han Ji smiled.
"Exactly."
The two saw eye to eye and began to discuss the follow-up of the matter.
Yang Xuan took advantage of the situation and pulled away.
"I've met the deputy envoy."
The officials I met along the way all had red faces.
So energetic!
News of the coercion of Dengzhou's army spread, and people in northern Xinjiang were panicked.
But just after a while, the matter disappeared.
Dengzhou even apologized, saying that Jichang Bo Xie Jin was responsible for the incident. He had already returned to Chang'an and severe punishment would be waiting for him.
"What severe punishment? Isn't it just that those people in Chang'an failed in their plan, felt embarrassed, and found a scapegoat?"
"No, I'm not bragging. Those people's methods are sneaky and don't look like serious people.
Look at our deputy envoy again, his actions are upright and upright, he comes and goes, and slaps him away.
Okay, there you are, covering your face and shouting that you don’t have martial ethics, while shouting for help..."
Boss Yang was very happy when he said this. When he saw it, it was Yue Er and a group of people bragging.
Seeing Yang Xuan, Yue Er's eyes lit up, "I've seen the deputy envoy."
Yang Xuan nodded, "Yue Er! How about reading a big book?"
This is the deputy envoy caring about my little boy... Yue Er's face glowed brightly, "Thanks to the deputy envoy, the boss is very promising in school, and the teacher has agreed.
Every time I go to school, my husband laughs when he sees me.
Hey! You old man who is laughing! My heart is full of joy."
When a man lives for the second half of his life, he not only lives for himself, but also for his children.
Dese!
Yang Xuan smiled, then turned around and made his way home.
"I've met Mr. Lang!"
"Mr. Lang is back."
Yang Xuan went all the way in, and Wang Laoer rushed to the kitchen like a joy.
"Jerky! Jerky!"
Some people say that simple people are stupid people and their life is in vain.
But Yang Xuan feels that simple people are the happiest.
Human life can be said to be an opportunity, or it can be said to be a torture.
Working hard in the world of mortals is actually floating in the sea of desire, wallowing in fame and fortune.
After a while, this person lost himself.
Gradually he became a monster that he didn't even recognize.
This monster only knows how to make money, like to be in the limelight, like to be praised, like to be in the spotlight...
Occasionally, when he looks back on those days, he would not say that he misses him, but would say: I was so stupid back then!
Wang Laoer, however, stayed where he was.
Yang Xuan is very fortunate that he has someone from the past by his side to remind him of what he was like back then.
Remember your name!
Don't lose it!
Can't find the way home!
He entered the backyard.
"Woof woof woof!"
The wealthy man left his little master behind and came to greet the master of the house.
It rushed over, stood upright, put its front paws on Yang Xuan's legs, raised its head and panted, and swung its tail desperately.
Yang Xuan leaned over and touched the top of its head. Fugui squinted his eyes and looked satisfied.
A Liang, Zheng Wuniang, and several maids were playing under the tree.
"Go and see Mr. Lang quickly."
Zheng Wuniang smiled.
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, "A Liang!"
A Liang shook his head, turned around and threw himself into Zheng Wuniang's arms.
Yang Xuan gradually calmed down and said, "Take a bath!"
"yes!"
The whole backyard suddenly became tense.
"Yiniang!"
Zhang Siniang went to look for Yi Niang, "The husband was so scary just now."
Yi Niang was sitting there on her knees, holding a book in her hand.
"I have no control over this matter."
Zhang Siniang was puzzled, "Mr. Lang listens to you the most..."
"shut up!"
Yi Niang raised her head, with a cold look in her eyes, "Get out!"
Zhang Siniang didn't know what she said wrong, so she quickly resigned.
Yi Niang ordered: "Ask the widow Luo to serve her, and tell her that if she shows mercy to the husband again, I will throw her into a brothel!"
"yes!"
Yang Xuan and Zhou Ning talked about some things about their trip.
"Lang Jun, the water is ready."
Widow Luo stood outside the door.
"good."
Yang Xuan went to the bathroom.
After entering, he stood up and stretched out his hands.
Squeak!
Behind her, Widow Luo closed the bathroom door.
Then he came over and undressed him.
Yang Xuan looked calm and was thinking about something.
He took off his clothes and got into the tub.
Widow Luo stood behind the tub, holding a cloth in her hand, gently rubbing his back.
I remember that when I gave Yang Xuan a bath for the first time, his back was not that generous and was a little thin.
Yang Xuan at that time made Widow Luo feel like a teenager.
Time passed by, and that boy became the Lord of Northern Xinjiang, and his back became more generous.
It must be very safe, right?
Widow Luo couldn't help but feel ashamed that she had this idea.
Her face turned red, thinking of Yi Niang's explanation.
If you dare to play tricks on your husband again, I will throw you into a brothel!
When others said this, the widow Luo didn't believe it.
But she believed what Yi Niang said.
Yi Niang has this ability and can also be so cruel.
Therefore, she used gentle techniques, and after rubbing, she thoughtfully presented the chicken to the horse.
Very comfortable!
Yang Xuan leaned his head back and rested on a soft surface.
Widow Luo looked down at her lower abdomen, where Yang Xuan's head was resting.
She stiffened all over, then gradually relaxed and continued to kill.
Kill, kill!
Yang Xuan was drowsy.
It's time to rub the front.
Widow Luo leaned forward and rubbed Yang Xuan's chest vigorously.
This man's chest was very strong, and she was getting more and more tired as she rubbed it.
Once the waist is loose, the person collapses.
The entire upper body was lying on Yang Xuan's head.
"It's blocked!"
Yang Xuan was thinking about something and pushed him casually.
Widow Luo was shocked, as if struck by lightning.
Yang Xuan squeezed a handful casually.
Then, he was also stunned.
"That's yours..."
"yes!"
Widow Luo, who wanted to get angry, chose to remain calm before Yi Niang threatened her.
After leaving the bathroom, Yang Xuan stretched, and then Widow Luo came out with her head lowered.
Her chest was completely wet, and she was covering it up with her hands, but it was hard to hide it.
Diagonally opposite, Yi Niang stood under the eaves and said to Aunt Guan with satisfaction: "I obeyed."
Aunt Guan said: "Actually, if the husband can accept her, it will be her blessing."
"No."
Yi Niang shook her head, "That is the blessing Wu has accumulated over the years."
Her husband deserves the best woman in the world.
She thought of Ziyue, a woman in Zhenbao Nian of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. She was pretty good.
Aunt Guan said: "Hey! It is said that Wang Xian'er, the Wang family's wife, also had a good impression of the husband! What a pity."
"yes!"
Yi Niang heard the condescension in Aunt Guan's words - Jin Gui's son-in-law is from the old Zhou family, Mr. Wang, you must regret it!
But Yi Niang thinks this is luck.
The Zhou family is simpler than the Wang family. Marrying a daughter of the Zhou family will have less impact on the great cause.
If Lang Jun had married Wang Xianer, that charming and naive woman... just thinking about it, Yi Niang felt unreliable.
Yang Xuan entered the house.
"Zitai."
Zhou Ning is teaching A Liang how to read, but it seems that there is no progress.
This is the family's approach.
Ah Liang looked sad.
"A Liang!"
Yang Xuan reached out and patted her, "Let's go out and play."
"good!"
A-Liang rushed over and Yang Xuan picked him up, "A-Liang and I will go out for a walk."
"It's cold outside!"
Zhou Ning said.
This is a subconscious statement.
It is also the nature of mother and child.
Yang Xuan said: "Many times, it is not a bad thing to let children feel some coldness."
Zhou Ning was startled.
Yang Xuan went out with the child in his arms.
Yi Niang came in and said, "Madam."
"Sit." Zhou Ning forced a smile.
Yi Niang sat down and said, "Madam, do you think your husband suffered during his time in Yuanzhou?"
Zhou Ning nodded.
In those years, Yang Xuan was almost suffering.
Zhou Ning felt terrible just thinking about those days.
Yi Niang shook her head, "Those experiences are suffering, but they are also tempering. Madam, think about it, if it weren't for the tempering of those hard days, would Mr. Lang be where he is today?"
The aristocratic families have their own way of education.
Since childhood, there have been rules about what we should do and what we should not do.
Zhou Ning learned a lot from a young age, and as he grew older, he learned how to manage a family.
Everywhere he goes, he is headed in the direction of the wife of a wealthy family boss.
When it comes to suffering, there is really no such thing.
Even if I left home and went to the Imperial College, life in the Imperial College was very good during that time, and I mainly focused on eating, drinking and having fun.
So, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up.
"Are you saying that Zitai thinks A-Liang is too delicate?"
Yi Niang nodded, "What I admire most about Langjun is that even though he has never lived in the East Palace for a day and has never learned the art of the emperor, he instinctively discovered what was wrong."
Yi Niang said softly: "Madam, a prince cannot be longer than a woman's hands!"
…
Yang Xuan carried A Liang to the front yard.
"I've met Mr. Xiao Lang."
Everyone salutes.
A Liang said angrily: "Okay."
Yang Xuan smiled and Lin Feibao came over, "Mr. Lang, are you going out?"
Yang Xuan nodded, and Lin Feibao would take care of the rest.
Then the father and son went out.
It's a little cold outside, but luckily there's no strong wind.
Yang Xuan carefully moved his inner breath around his son's body to bring him some warmth, and said, "Look, Ah Liang, that's a shop."
"good!"
Ah Liang looked at the people coming and going on the street and found it very interesting.
"this!"
He pointed to the stall on the left.
"That's the pig meat seller."
"That!"
"That's the one selling straw sandals."
The father and son asked questions and answered questions.
The people around him also made a tacit agreement not to disturb the deputy envoy's family time.
"this!"
A Liang pointed to a place and Yang Xuan looked at it.
A man and a woman were talking quietly in the corner.
The man's face turned red and the woman's face was shy...
It’s broad daylight!
Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "That was a quarrel."
He was worried that if he was older, A-Liang would ask, "Aye, was it the last time I saw you and A-Niang fighting together?"
Dog men and women!
He shook his head.
The father and son walked along the way.
The old thief passed quietly.
Later, the old thief came over and said, "Mr. Sir, that man is hooking up with a married woman."
"broad daylight!"
"yes!"
The boss looked unhappy.
The old thief asked Han Ji, "How to do this?"
"What did Mr. Lang say?"
"broad daylight."
"Light! Sun!"
Han Jiti pointed out two words.
The old thief suddenly realized, "High! It's high!"
After a while, the man was caught by two guards, stripped naked and thrown into a corner.
"Someone ran away, shameless!"
"where?"
A crowd of people swarmed over.
Men and women!
While talking shamelessly, he watched excitedly.
"Get out of the way!"
The two clerks opened the passage and came in to take a look. They got angry and said, "In broad daylight! If you offend against morals, I'll beat you!"
…
Chang'an.
Princess Yue gave birth last night.
The King of Yue slept for half the night when he was woken up.
"Your Majesty."
Beside the bed, a chamberlain held a lantern, and a maid bowed her head and said anxiously: "Your Majesty."
The king of Yue asked: "What's the matter?"
"The princess is having a difficult delivery."
The King of Yue closed his eyes, and when his mind was completely clear, he said, "Go and have a look."
In the delivery room, the screams gradually became weaker.
A midwife came out with an ugly face and said, "Your Majesty, this is not good."
"Go to the palace and invite someone."
The palace medical officer came, but there was no movement inside.
After checking, the medical officer came out.
"Princess Yue, she's gone."
Princess Yue passed away due to dystocia.
In the mourning hall, the King of Yue cried silently.
"Hey! Love is so deep and righteous!"
The guests who came to express their condolences sighed.
The King of Yue is a good man.
In the evening, after the king of Yue took a bath, he went to his study.
Zhao Dongping is waiting.
"My condolences, Your Majesty."
The King of Yue sat down and said, "I didn't expect that!"
"yes!"
The King of Yue took a sip of tea and said, "The relationship between the King and the Princess has lasted for many years..."
Zhao Dongping said: "The king has deep love and righteousness, and I will definitely feel more gratified to know the princess. But the palace cannot live without its mistress.
Your Majesty, King Wei has the support of the Wang family and the Zhou family, and there is also a check and balance from His Majesty.
Your Majesty, you must be careful when choosing your princess."
The King of Yue squinted his eyes as if he was taking a nap.
"Your Majesty, I think the two candidates are the best."
The king of Yue was silent.
"First, Wang Xian'er, this girl is Wang Douluo's heart, so she is very cautious about the marriage, and has not yet been able to make a decision.
If you can marry her, your Majesty, and with the power of the Wang family, your Majesty will even..."
Zhao Dongping lowered his head, but raised his eyes slightly, looking directly at the King of Yue, "Although the king is the grandfather of the king, his surname is Yang after all!"
With the Wang family in hand, they can contain the Yang family in the future.
The King of Yue continued to be silent.
Zhao Dongping felt that the best candidate was Wang Xian'er. Seeing that the Yue King remained silent, he was inevitably disappointed.
"The king now has the support of his father-in-law and others, and his wings are full, but a little thin.
I think that the treasure of Southern Zhou...if he can marry Nian Ziyue, the king only needs to make a private promise with Nian Xu to live in peace with Southern Zhou after he ascends the throne. From then on, Southern Zhou will be the king's backing.
In addition, the southern border is in hand, Your Majesty, half of the Tang Dynasty! Who can defeat it?"
Zhao Dongping looked at King Yue nervously, worried that he would continue to remain silent.
In this way, the only people who can be chosen are the people of the country’s abbot’s group.
We can no longer allow the state leader to continue to grow!
"If the king marries a woman from the father-in-law's side, after he ascends the throne, what will be the difference between him and his Majesty today? The queen, prince, and father-in-law are all in the same group. The king is in danger!"
A servant outside said: "Your Majesty, someone has come to express condolences."
The King of Yue stood up and Zhao Dongping sighed.
Let’s discuss this matter again!
The King of Yue came to the door and stopped.
“The fruits from Southern Zhou Dynasty are delicious!”