In the room, He Lianyan lay on Yang Xuan's lap and looked up at him.
"How is the third prince?" Yang Xuan slowly followed her hair.
"He Lianxun is quite well-behaved."
"Clever?"
"yes."
Yang Xuan smiled playfully.
"The prince is well-behaved, and that's the fish on the chopping board."
Who dares to behave in a dangerous place like the palace?
"Where are the other princes?"
"The second prince Helianxun and the prince Heliandan are on good terms, and the remaining three princes are fighting on their own."
"Each of us is a good word!"
Yang Xuan felt that this situation seemed familiar.
"Isn't this the five dragons seizing the direct descendants?"
Five sons is not too many, not too many.
"You're not disabled, are you?"
"No, the five princes are all smart people."
The five sons are all smart people. How will He Lianfeng face this situation?
It was definitely joyful at first.
My seeds are good!
Looking at the five tender babies, Helian Feng was so happy that he fell from the sky.
Human cubs can always inspire love in adults. Helian Feng must have loved his sons so much at that time.
But the son gradually grew up and became aware of fighting for power and profit.
After fighting over and over again, I found out that the one with the best talent for the throne was the best.
He Lianfeng always felt that someone was watching him from behind, but when he turned around, he found that they were five filial sons.
That kind of feeling, Yang Xuan bets, was a reaction at first, but as time went on, it turned into suspicion.
Power was so tempting that father and son turned against each other.
"This drama... will be very enjoyable."
Yang Xuan planned to go back and relive the story of the world's heir apparent.
"You want to use this opportunity to ask the prince to help?"
Woman!
Yang Xuan sighed.
He Lianyan said: "The prince likes men."
Yang Xuan opened his mouth...
Damn it!
He never expected that there would be such an episode.
"The emperor is disgusted?"
"That's right."
"The prince has a son, right?"
"Yes, several!"
"Then that's not a problem."
Yang Xuan touched his bare chin and wondered when he would grow a dark beard.
For the royal family, competence is more important than hobbies.
"How many followers does the prince have?"
"many."
Yang Xuan understood.
He Lianfeng was in his prime, but the prince was growing mature.
Helianyan saw him frowning and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking that if we married later and had children later, all this nonsense would disappear."
In this era, it is common to become a father when you are in your teens, and when you are in your thirties or forties, you are considered to have died. At that time, your son was twenty years old, so he could take over the family business.
But if He Lianfeng has cultivation, his life will be longer if he has cultivation.
So, He Lianfeng, who was in his forties, was full of energy, and the prince felt despair... How many more years would this prince be?
"Isn't it the same between the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the Crown Prince?" He Lianyan instinctively defended Bei Liao.
"no the same."
The prince of the Tang Dynasty had no ability to threaten the false emperor.
Yang Xuan touched her hair and felt it was very smooth, so he kept touching it.
"You should go take care of your uncle as usual and come over when you have time."
He Lianyan stood up and said, "I said that as long as I can rescue the emperor's uncle, I owe you a life, and you can take it at any time."
"Keep your life." Yang Xuan looked at his right hand with some disappointment.
I don’t have anything to masturbate anymore, and I don’t feel comfortable with it.
Only then did he realize that petting cats and dogs is addictive.
He Lianyan walked out of the room and found Liang Jing and Wang Deng waiting.
One of these two people is the envoy and the other is the deputy envoy, and Yang Xuan is just an entourage.
But at this moment, these two people were standing outside eagerly, waiting for Yang Xuan to finish discussing things with them.
This... who is the messenger?
If this continues, in a few years, Yang Xuan will enter another stage. Will he become an important minister in northern Xinjiang, or will he return to Chang'an and intervene in the court?
Being able to become a powerful person in his twenties... He Lianyan thought of those amazing and brilliant predecessors in history.
At the age of ten, he was able to dominate the world with his words.
When he was more than ten years old, he led the army to sweep through the enemy country.
Those who became famous at a young age did not end well.
In comparison, Yang Xuan seems a bit low-key.
He has no appearance of mountains and rivers, but he has become the governor of a state.
Will he become a giant in the future?
He Lianyan thought about it and suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Once upon a time, she came to Taiping as the envoy of the emperor's uncle. At that time, Yang Xuanshi was alone and had to go around and try to please her when he saw her.
But time passed by, and now she was kneeling in front of Yang Xuan, pleasing him like a puppy, just so that he could lend a helping hand.
She turned around and took a look with mixed emotions.
Yang Xuan walked out of the room and looked at Wang Deng and Wang Deng with a smile.
Wang Deng held up his hands and looked serious.
Liang Jing was all smiles...
"Come in and talk."
Yang Xuan invited the two of them in with a smile.
"Old thief, let them get some tea."
"yes."
"Second brother, second child."
"What are you doing?" Wang Laoer turned over from the roof and fell down, with a pack of dried meat in his left hand and a piece of dried meat in his right hand.
Eat eat eat eat!
Yang Xuan resisted the urge to slap him and said, "Get some dried meat."
The three of them sat down.
Wang Deng glanced at Liang Jing.
Liang Jing smiled and said: "Zitai is free and can spend time with his beautiful confidante."
"What kind of confidante?" Yang Xuan denied, "Besides, I'm just a follower."
If you want to be busy, you two are also busy.
Liang Jing suddenly sighed and said solemnly: "The people on the prince's side have revealed that He Lianfeng will never agree to this and tell us not to go to the East Palace."
"So?" Yang Xuan remained calm.
"Zitai." Liang Jing lowered his voice, "I know you are dissatisfied with my brother and sister, but this is a big deal. Once the Tang Dynasty attacks the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the Northern Liao Dynasty mobilizes all their troops, what will happen?"
Wang Deng added: "Once it is decided to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty, elite troops from northern Xinjiang may be transferred to southern Xinjiang. By then, northern Xinjiang will be empty. If Northern Liao takes the opportunity to send troops, Yang Shijun, the overall situation... is in danger.
That’s it!”
The two of them have their own way of working as lobbyists, one is about friendship, the other is about drama.
Yang Xuan suddenly thought of An Ziyu and Bao Dong.
"Do you two have a good idea?" Yang Xuan was not ready to deal with it any longer.
Wang Deng blushed and said, "I have been an official in the Ministry of War all year round. I know the affairs of the Ministry of War very well. So I said..."
He started talking nonsense.
Yang Xuan frowned, "In a word, Wang Shilang is helpless when facing this situation, right?"
Wang Deng was stunned for a moment in embarrassment, then nodded, "Actually, I...yes! I am helpless in this situation."
Yang Xuan looked at Liang Jing, "Old Liang, there's nothing you can do!"
Liang Jing said calmly: "Even if the Minister of Rites comes, even if the young minister of Honglu Temple comes, what can they do in the face of this situation?"
"When the Tang Dynasty attacked the Southern Zhou Dynasty, it would disturb the allies of the Northern Liao Dynasty. As long as they are not stupid, Helianfeng will not agree." Wang Deng smiled bitterly.
"Then what are you doing in Ningxing?" Yang Xuan smiled.
"A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor." Liang Jing told the truth, "If this doesn't make sense, the DPRK will prepare to use the southern Xinjiang army to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty alone."
"Can you beat him?" Yang Xuan thought of what he saw when he was on an envoy to the Southern Zhou Dynasty last time.
The Southern Xinjiang Army is pretty good.
Southern Zhou Army garbage.
But the important ministers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty said it well: No matter how rubbish the Southern Zhou army was, they still continued to produce countless rubbish to stop the Tang Dynasty.
Trash will also turn into elites, and the fittest will survive.
After a few battles, those who survived were naturally the elite.
Wang Deng shook his head, "The Ministry of War has conducted drills. If the southern Xinjiang army attacks the Southern Zhou Dynasty alone, it will be overwhelming at first, and then it will be trapped in the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
"The Ministry of War still has some talents."
Yang Xuan felt that the Tang Dynasty was still able to hold on to the Northern Liao Dynasty under such a situation, not because of the emperor's wisdom, but because of the ministers who still performed their duties loyally.
"Once the southern Xinjiang army is trapped in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the alien rebels will develop and sweep across southern Xinjiang." Wang Deng sighed: "Under this situation, the Tang Dynasty will be passive."
Many times, a seemingly simple thing actually affects the entire situation.
"One move affects the whole body." Yang Xuan knew how difficult this matter was.
"Therefore, it is inevitable to dispatch elites from northern Xinjiang to southern Xinjiang." Liang Jing revealed some news, "Under this situation, we are most afraid of the Northern Liao army going south."
In these days, the emphasis was on the emperor humiliating his ministers to death. If the emperor was humiliated by the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the entire Tang Dynasty would be in a state of excitement.
But even Liang Jing couldn't see the anger.
The pseudo-emperor is a real failure!
"Zitai." Liang Jing glanced at Wang Deng, "I have been discussing with Lao Wang for a long time, and we both feel that... we have to rely on you for this matter."
"This... is absolutely impossible!" Yang Xuan was stunned.
"Nothing wrong!" Liang Jing patted the table, and Wang Deng looked at the tea cup in his hand, as if it contained a secret book for promotion.
"I will report to Your Majesty later that you deserve a lot of the credit." Liang Jing said boldly, "I will remember your kindness."
Well!
After saying that, he felt something was wrong.
Yang Xuan clearly did not want to have a relationship with the empress.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Finally, it was Wang Deng who broke the deadlock, "I am old and will become an official when I go back. I don't want to be promoted... so..."
Lao Wang got up and walked out.
"Gather the men."
There were heavy footsteps outside.
All the officials of the mission were assembled.
Wang Deng's voice sounded a bit old.
"I don't want to hide anything, this trip didn't go well."
From the attitude of the reception officials, everyone knew about this.
It's one thing to know, it's another thing to admit it.
The atmosphere is somewhat depressing.
"I am old and do not act well."
Yang Xuan was shocked.
Liang Jing was obviously a little surprised, "Old Wang..."
Wang Deng almost slapped himself in the face.
There is no guarantee for the late festival!
"I originally wanted to delay it like this, but after thinking about it, I realized that I have only one small thing to do, and I have delayed the state affairs. I will die forever."
"From now on, you will obey Commander Yang's instructions. If anyone disobeys you, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
This is the overlord forcing his bow!
Yang Xuan was speechless.
Liang Jing stood up and said, "Zitai, come out and walk around."
Walk out of the room.
Dozens of attachés from the mission stood below.
He looked at Yang Xuan with complicated eyes.
Yang Xuan, who was originally here to make soy sauce, enjoyed traveling around the mountains and rivers and chatting with the emperor's uncle for a while.
Yang Xuan looked at Tu Shang.
"Is there anyone?"
Tu Shang shook his head, "No one."
Yang Xuan said: "Inquire about Lin Ya's movements."
Liang Jing's body trembled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, "A plan to divorce?"
Leave your sister!
Yang Xuan didn't explain either, "Send someone to the East Palace to wait for you every day, and be polite."
"Others, just go shopping if you have nothing to do."
"Shopping?" Liang Jing was puzzled.
Wang Deng stroked his beard, "This is to make Beiliao people unable to figure out our details."
"No."
"What is that?"
"When you are on a mission to a country, shouldn't you buy some special products?" Yang Xuan ordered: "Old thief, remember to remind me to buy some special products later."
Liang Jing: "..."
Wang Deng: "..."
Yang Xuan called two officials.
"You two go to see the third prince and ask him when you can see the Liao Emperor."
After the explanation was completed, Yang Xuan entered the room.
"It's okay, don't bother me!"
Everyone: "..."
How sleep deprived is this guy?
While Yang Xuan was catching up on his sleep, the prince called the third prince.
"What books is Saburo reading recently?"
The third prince smiled and said: "It's just some classics, or isolated copies. There are also some travel notes."
The prince nodded, "Just studying is not enough. No matter how many principles you have, you have to practice and verify them."
The third prince was silent.
The prince looked at his jade-like face and said calmly: "Sooner or later, the Liao army will march southward, and Northern Xinjiang will bear the brunt. Among the Tang envoys on this trip was Yang Xuan, a famous general from Northern Xinjiang. This person should not be underestimated.
I thought it was time to get in touch with this person and try to understand the gap in his chest...
But I can't come forward. Sanlang is idle and likes literature. Yang Xuan happens to be talented in poetry. Sanlang can use this as an excuse to get close to him."
The third prince looked at the prince and asked for a long time: "This is a state matter, why don't I get involved in it?"
"Aye, I've left this matter to Gu and you. There's nothing wrong with Gu and I leaving it to you again, so go ahead!"
The third prince left the East Palace and said to the people around him: "Go to the Eagle Guard to gather all the information about Yang Xuan."
Later, the news gathered.
"Yang Xuan was originally a hunter. By chance, he entered the Imperial Academy. Later, he became an official and rescued the noble concubine Liang, and then he rose to great heights."
The third prince stood outside the post house, "The opportunity is good."
"After arriving in Northern Xinjiang, he served as the county magistrate in Taiping County and managed Taiping in an orderly manner. After arriving in Chenzhou, the battle to destroy Waxie shocked Northern Xinjiang..."
"Washe..."
"One of the three major divisions in Tanzhou, it has shocked Chenzhou for a long time."
"Then he is a great talent."
"yes."
The third prince walked into the post house.
Then I discussed literature with Yang Xuan.
"What is Yang Shijun's opinion on poetry?"
"It's just a recreational thing."
The third prince's attendant's cheeks twitched and there was anger in his eyes.
His master made a name for himself through poetry, but Yang Xuan said poetry was just a pastime.
The third prince smiled: "Oh! Yang Shijun thinks... poems are useless?"
"It's useless!" Yang Xuan didn't know the purpose of this person's visit, but when it came to poetry... he didn't feel sleepy anymore.
"It just so happens that the King of Japan is having a poetry gathering today, and I would like to invite Ambassador Yang to come and give me some advice."
Is this a challenge?
Yang Xuan was noncommittal, "I'm tired."
"There are the best female actors in Ningxing over there."
The third prince looked elegant and elegant.
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "That's fine."
This person is lustful... The third prince smiled and held his hands.
"I, the king, go ahead and wait."
This is to prepare some talented people with literary talents!
After the third prince left, the old thief asked: "Mr. Lang, when will we set off?"
"I'll go there later. He must be planning something when he comes. It just so happens that I also want to plan something. No, it's just fate!"
Yang Xuan changed his clothes, cautiously called Wu Da and others, and with the three-piece suit beside him, he was surrounded and left the post house.
The entourage left behind by the third prince led the way, and everyone headed toward the west of the city.
There were people coming and going on the street, which was quite lively.
Liang Jing said in a low voice: "The third prince and the prince are enemies. But that stick man really dares to compete with you in poetry. Please save Zitai later. Don't let him die in an ugly way, otherwise I'm worried that he will fall out."
"I know."
Yang Xuan suddenly felt a chill down his spine and a numb scalp!
On the second floor of a restaurant on the right, a window is open.
In the window, a big man threw the iron cone in his hand at Yang Xuan!