After leaving the Yamen, Yang Xuan left the palace city.
The old thief sniffed and said, "Lang Jun went to offer sacrifices?"
"Your nose is quite clever." Yang Xuan said tiredly.
The old thief smiled and said: "When I robbed a tomb, I had to smell it first. If the incense smell disappears, it means that the descendants of the tomb have lost contact. Even if there is a trace of incense smell left, I will not go down."
Do thieves have their ways?
Yang Xuan asked; "What about the imperial mausoleum in Northern Liao?"
The old thief chuckled and said, "People from Beiliao don't light incense."
grass!
Yang Xuan's eyes were dull. Wang Laoer had been out for a day and he was eager to go back to eat. "Lang Jun, why don't you go home?"
"Go to the Imperial College."
At this moment, only Aning's little hands can comfort Boss Yang's fatigue.
When they arrived at the Imperial College, Zhou Ning was packing his things.
In a while, she will go home to get married.
"Aning."
"How did you come?"
The two of them murmured for a while.
"How was your day?"
"Fortunately, Shi Gui just tested me and I refused."
"A family with four surnames?"
"right."
Zhou Ning looked at him with something wrong in his eyes, as if he was apologetic.
"An Ning, you..." Yang Xuan played with his delicate little hands, and he was flying to the sky.
"That day, Yang's people stopped me on the way and mentioned your going to the East Palace. I gave her a whip."
I go!
"here you go!"
Only then did Yang Xuan understand where Shi Gui's temptation today came from.
He was the son-in-law of a family with four surnames, so he should have been trying to win over him, but today Shigui went straight to test him, even a little impatiently, indicating that he was doing it under orders.
Zhou Ning whipped the Yang family's people, which showed his intentions. People with four surnames in the East Palace would naturally regard him as their enemy.
"You don't blame me?"
"Why do you blame me? It's okay if you take action. If I take action, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the East Palace."
"boast."
"hehe!"
"Zitai."
"Um!"
"How long do you plan to stay in the East Palace?"
Yang Xuan thought about this question many times, "The sooner you leave, the better!"
"That requires political achievements, but political achievements are hard to find in the East Palace."
"It's better than Taichang Temple at any rate." Yang Xuan took pleasure in the pain.
Back home, Yi Niang also asked about today's situation.
"fine."
After Yang Xuan entered the house, Yi Niang asked the old thief.
"Mr. Lang looks a little tired." The old thief also failed to enter the East Palace.
"How does the East Palace look?"
The old thief thought for a moment and said, "It's like a tomb."
Yi Niang: "Whose tomb is it like?"
The old thief was silent for a long time, "The grave of an unlucky prince."
The next day, after Yang Xuan got up, he gave himself a pep talk.
"Work hard, work hard..."
"This is hypnosis, it's not powerful enough." Suzaku said contemptuously.
"Then what are you going to shout?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Aoli is here!" The green light was beating with a strong rhythm.
To your sister!
"Mr. Lang."
Zhang Siniang entered the bedroom and began to make the bed.
She turned her back to Yang Xuan and just bent down.
Yang Xuan went out.
Wang Laoer was practicing and asked: "Mr. Lang, why are you bending down?"
The old thief smiled ambiguously and said, "A gentleman keeps his weapons hidden in his body until the time comes."
After peeing, the gentleman returned to normal.
During breakfast, Zhang Siniang's face turned red. Yi Niang frowned and asked, "Is this a fever?"
Zhang Siniang shook her head, "No, it's just hot."
"Well, I'll call someone to get an ice cellar later." Yi Niang finally remembered this matter.
"good!"
Everyone raised their hands in agreement.
"Get more ice." The old thief strongly suggested.
Yiniang said: "This summer has been going on for a while, so there is no need for too much."
Wang Laoer couldn't wait to say: "Yiniang, you can make ice water to drink, add some maltose and plums, it will taste delicious."
"What is this?" Yi Niang has never drank before.
Wang Laoer said: "It's something from the Southern Zhou Dynasty. I go out to buy and drink it every day in Bianjing. The old thief also likes it."
The old thief strongly agrees.
"Alright alright!"
When they arrived at the front yard, Wang Laoer went to greet Tu Shang as usual and brought a bag of dried meat.
"What about yourself?" Tu Shang looked at him with gentle eyes.
"I still have some. Yi Niang got some for me. Deputy Qin still owes me a lot of money. I'll ask him for it later and buy some more."
"What money does he owe you?" Qin Jian is the deputy envoy, so naturally he cannot ask Wang Laoer to borrow money.
"Money per head."
Qin Jian has been very prosperous recently, and Zhu Wei has already told him to wait, as there will be a vacancy for the minister soon.
Minister of Rites!
This is an important minister.
If you become a minister before becoming an official... Mother, this is the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves!
Qin Jian came to the Ministry of Rites early in the morning.
"I've met Dr. Qin."
The disciples were very respectful to this popular fried chicken from the Ministry of Etiquette.
"Um!"
Qin Jian knew that he couldn't be too proud recently, but he also couldn't be too low-key, otherwise he would be looked down upon.
He nodded reservedly.
"Mr. Qin is really impressive!"
Several officials praised it.
Then they saw Doctor Qin's expression change drastically.
A young man who looked a little silly came over and said, "Deputy Ambassador Qin."
"Second brother!"
"Where's my head?"
Several officials were startled when they heard this.
What nonsense is this?
But Supervisor Qin laughed dryly and said: "I'll give it to you later, I'll give it to you later."
"Then I'll come back later!"
"Okay, okay!"
Twenty coins per head, this is his promise.
The heads that Wang Laoer chopped off in the battle at Yecheng were enough to pile up a hill.
Why is my mouth so mean?
The people from the Ministry of Rites slightly twitched the corners of their mouths when they saw the popular doctor Qin.
Yang Xuan entered the check-in room.
As soon as he sat down, someone came looking for him outside.
"Mr. Zhong ordered."
The system of the East Palace is complex, and the president is Prince Zhan Shizhong Sui. Zhong Sui is trusted by the Crown Prince and always calls him "Sir", so people in the East Palace follow suit and call him "Mr."
"Mr. Zhong ordered Yang Zhongyun to be responsible for picking up and delivering documents between the East Palace and His Majesty."
This is nothing!
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Yes."
As soon as the officials left, Yang Xuan found that Gao Yue and Feng Shitang looked desperate, as if their mothers were dead.
"Zhongyun!"
Gao Yue's eyes turned red, "I dare to ask Zhong Yun, but you have a grudge against Mr. Zhong?"
"I don't know this person."
This is the truth.
"Then why did Mr. Zhong let Zhong Yun be responsible for the paperwork?"
Yang Xuan was puzzled, "Is this inappropriate?"
"It's extremely inappropriate." Gao Yue wanted to cry. "The palace seems to be one, but in fact the Queen is in her own department, and the East Palace is in her own department. Your Majesty is the biggest."
Feng Shitang smiled bitterly and said: "After His Highness became the Crown Prince, His Majesty's people would give us a hard time. Later we learned to behave and stay away from them as much as possible so that they would have no excuse."
Gao Yue said: "But documents must be exchanged. Therefore, the officials who sent the documents became the target of their humiliation and entrapment. Zhong Yun's predecessor was quite capable and enthusiastic when he first came here, but since he went to His Majesty's house several times,
After the edge..."
Are the father and son crazy? The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, "Who is over there?"
"General Manager Han Shitou, the purpose... I dare not say it, but I think Zhong Yun should know it clearly."
Why did the emperor want to humiliate his son?
Yang Xuan thought carefully.
Suzaku said: "Exciting!"
Yang Xuan was still thinking, and Suzaku continued: "I have become ashes and lost my face, but the emperor is old! He wants to kill thieves, but he is unable to save himself. But now there are no pills or Indian oil. What can he do?"
Damn it!
Yang Xuan felt that he had come into contact with a clue to the conflict between the emperor and the prince.
In order to stimulate these words, Yang Xuan felt that this would not be the main reason.
But is it crazy to also humiliate the officials of the Eastern Palace?
And why did Zhong Sui give him this job?
Zhong Sui is the prince's man, so the person he wants to deal with must be the prince's enemy.
Yang Xuan expressed his stance yesterday and refused to side with the four surnames of the family.
Then, it means that he cannot stand on the prince's side.
When Zhong Sui took action against him, he was dealing with the prince's enemy.
Four members of the family have also planned for this position and want to send someone in to help their eldest grandson.
But Yang Xuan took the lead.
So, get rid of me and replace me with someone of your own.
What a good idea!
Yang Xuan stood up, "Don't panic!"
Gao Yue and Gao Yue just smiled bitterly and looked at Yang Xuan with something wrong in their eyes.
dead!
Death is not inevitable, but disgrace is inevitable.
"Yang Zhongyun."
I'd like to see a small official.
"His Royal Highness has just written a blessing document and asked Yang Zhongyun to send it to the Liyuan."
The emperor now hangs out in the opera garden all day long, having sex with the imperial concubine, envying the queen and the harem, and it is said that someone is stabbing the imperial concubine's villain.
"yes."
Yang Xuan took the document and set off immediately.
People in the East Palace only have this little advantage, being able to travel between the palace and the palace.
Halfway through, Yang Xuan suddenly squatted down.
The waiter said impatiently: "Let's go!"
"The shoes are loose." Yang Xuan pointed to the shoes that had been taken off.
He sat on the ground, picked up his shoes, and shook them in his hand.
The chamberlain stood in front, looking around impatiently.
There is a small stone on the side of the road with sharp edges.
Yang Xuan put on his shoes. When he stood up, he walked to the edge of the pebbles and lightly stamped his feet. As if he felt that the shoes did not fit well, he bent down and pinched them a few times.
Just as he bent down, he picked up the pebble and held it in his hand.
The chamberlain who led the way took him outside the opera garden. Yang Xuan walked very fast along the way, as fast as flying. The chamberlain was quite dissatisfied and smiled sarcastically, as if he was in a hurry to go to the gate of hell.
"Wait."
Yang Xuan smiled and saw several servants at the door smiling ferociously at him, but he didn't care.
A group of musicians came, followed by a group of women, whether they were singers or dancers. Several of them were wearing navel-baring outfits, which were quite attractive.
Yang Xuan didn't squint his eyes, and then watched the chamberlain come out.
The chamberlain waved to him, "Come in."
Yang Xuan nodded, holding the document in his left hand and making a fist in his right hand.
A chamberlain walked towards me, holding a vase in his hand. As he walked, he could hear the sound of water echoing in the vase.
The waiter looked at him and smiled very proudly.
The two are about to get close.
The chamberlain's hand gathered strength and was ready to smash the vase over.
Knocking down the waiter and getting the paperwork wet with water is a dereliction of duty!
Yang Xuan looked ahead calmly and saw Han Shitou.
Inside is the pear garden.
Han Shitou stood straight and frowned slightly.
Many times, he cannot interfere too much, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.
But how does the young man deal with the emperor's difficulties?
He took a deep breath and thought of various solutions.
The chamberlain held up the vase.
Yang Xuan's right hand scratched hard on his thigh, causing his pants to rip, a crooked wound opening, and blood gushing out.
Han Shitou frowned and listened to the movement behind him.
"Boom!"
This was the sound of a vase breaking. Several chamberlains had previously discussed and planned to smash the vase on the body of the new crown prince, Zhong Yun, to wet the documents.
As for the imperial concubine, Liang Jing once talked about Yang Xuan to the imperial concubine when he entered the palace, saying that this person does not know how to praise, he is a bitch!
Yang Xuan turned from the imperial concubine's savior to her enemy...
But even so, the servants still adjusted the level of action and did not give Yang Xuan a feast.
Wetting the documents and scolding are indispensable, and more importantly, the emperor can scold the prince for being frivolous... The blessing documents are not well kept, what else can you do?
From Yang Xuan to the servants, everyone is a tool for the father and son to fight.
Han Shitou pursed his lips tightly, looking at the figure of the emperor inside, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
Old dog!
"ah!"
There was a scream from behind.
Xiao Langjun took action?
Han Shitou's heart tightened.
Even if you scold the waiter, it would be wrong to do anything!
Everyone around the emperor, even cats and dogs, and people around the prince had to respect him. The prince did a good job in this regard. When he saw him, he even took the initiative to salute and called him: "Second brother."
After all, the young man is too young, young and energetic, that's all, let's go and have a look.
Han Shitou turned around.
Yang Xuan stood there, with a slit on the right thigh of his trousers ripped open by something unknown, and blood continued to flow from that slit...
Several chamberlains were standing by the side, dumbfounded, and one of them was still throwing something.
"What's the matter?"
Han Shitou shouted.
The servants all looked at him.
Yang Xuan exerted force with his right hand, and the pebbles turned into debris. He let go of his hand, and the debris slowly fell to his feet.
He raised his head, pointed at the chamberlain who threw the vase, and said calmly: "This person hit Xiaguan with a vase." He then pointed to the chamberlain beside him, "This person took the broken porcelain piece and scratched Xiaguan's thigh.
"
The chamberlain beside him turned red, "Young Supervisor Han, he lied!"
The waiter who threw the vase stammered: "We are just...he is slandering!"
A bunch of idiots!
Han Shitou came over.
Yang Xuan's body was wet, and his right leg was still bleeding. His eyelids twitched slightly, obviously enduring the pain.
"Who?" Han Shitou asked.
Yang Xuan stepped on the trap that was arranged, but it seemed that something went wrong with these fools.
The chamberlain holding the vase was confused at the moment. He didn't know what happened to Yang Xuan's right leg. He even glanced at the chamberlain beside Yang Xuan and thought, could it really be this idiot who scratched it?
"Young Supervisor, we don't know!"
Another chamberlain said subconsciously: "He broke the vase and the fragments scratched it."
Han Shitou looked at him and said calmly: "Get out!"
There is no problem if the vase is broken, but the broken porcelain fragments can actually cut the pants, and can even make such a deep wound on the thigh... Did you smash the vase with the inner breath?
Yang Xuan put his left hand behind his back and took it out now. The document was intact.
"This is His Highness's prayer document, please pass it on."
Han Shitou took it, "We know. Your legs..."
Yang Xuan smiled, "It's okay."
He nodded to several chamberlains, slowly turned around and left.
At first he could maintain a normal walking posture, but after more than ten steps, his right leg was gradually dragged forward.
He just limped slowly and disappeared from everyone's sight.