In the Guande Hall of the Imperial Palace, Yang Guang, the emperor, was sitting quietly on his dragon chair. Apart from him, only Zhang Huaian was waiting in the entire Guande Hall. The other maids and chamberlains were all driven away by Yang Guang After going out, there were only two people left in the empty hall, and since Yang Guang didn't speak, Zhang Huaian naturally didn't dare to make a sound. The whole hall was quiet, and the atmosphere seemed unusually depressing.
After a long time, Yang Guang slowly opened his eyes, looked ahead, and asked in a deep voice: "Huai'an, hasn't anyone come yet?"
Hearing Yang Guang's question, Zhang Huaian was shocked and immediately replied: "Long live the return, Marquis Yangcheng has not arrived yet." Although Zhang Huaian's face seemed calm, he was secretly anxious in his heart. In the past nearly a year, he and Wan He had gotten too close. If something happened to Wan He that made the Holy Emperor dissatisfied, although Zhang Huaian would not lose power because of this, he would definitely suffer a lot. However, no matter how anxious Zhang Huaian was, he did not dare to say a kind word to Wan He now. After serving the emperor for so many years, Zhang Huaian knew very well what he could and could not say.
"Yeah," after getting the answer, Yang Guang just responded, then closed his eyes and said nothing. In fact, at this moment, Yang Guang's heart was also full of contradictions. Regarding Wan He, Yang Guang initially Indeed, he was only treated as a sycophant, a little guy who could make him happy. As for earning disciples and the like, it was entirely due to Yang Guang's whim. As Wan He helped Yang Guang win over Li Hun's uncle and nephew. reward, but all this changed with the Battle of Liaodong. In Yang Guang's mind, Wan He has become a lucky general. It seems that with him, no matter how difficult the problem is, it will be solved. Don't look at it. Yang Guang usually kills people without blinking an eye, but he is a very superstitious person. To Yang Guang, Wan He is like an assistant sent by God to bring him good luck.
Ever since Yang Zhen came to the palace to perform the memorial the day before yesterday, Yang Guang felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in his heart. He felt very uncomfortable. His son and grandson were fighting to the death. Yang Guang didn't care at all. It could even be said that Yang Zhen The big reason why they fought so fiercely with Yang Tong was because of Yang Guang's method of letting several heirs fight back and forth, consuming their strength, and thus consolidating the emperor's position. This was the emperor's tactic. Back then, Yang Guang was also tricked by his father Yang Jian in this way, but Yang Guang was more ruthless. He mainly turned against customers and took the initiative in this game. Now it is Yang Guang's turn to be the banker. He will naturally be more cautious to ensure that there will not be a second one. Own.
Therefore, whether it is Yang Jian or Yang Dong, Yang Guang will not care as long as they are still under Yang Guang's control in wooing courtiers and expanding their power. But the person Yang Dong wooed turned out to be Wan He. Yang Guang had an inexplicable feeling about this lucky general that Yang Guang cared about very much. If Wan He really defected to Yang Tong, would that mean that all his fortunes in the past year would also transfer to Yang Tong? When he thought about the fate of his father and brother, Yang Guang would feel frightened and very uneasy. He saw that Yang Guang's hands could not help but clenched into fists, and he secretly made a decision in his heart. If Wan He If he really leans towards Yang Tong, he will never show mercy.
"Long live Qi, Marquis Wanhe of Yangcheng, I'm here to see you," a sharp voice came in from outside, but it was the servant who was guarding outside passing the news. Hearing this voice, whether it was Yang Guang or Zhang Huaian, at this moment Feeling relieved in his heart, Zhang Huaian turned around and said respectfully to Yang Guang: "Long live the Marquis of Yangcheng, I would like to see you to see if you can declare him to the palace."
"Well," Yang Guang waved his hand gently, signaling to summon Wanhe into the palace. Zhang Huaian immediately turned around and shouted towards the palace door: "Xuan, Marquis of Yangcheng Wanhe enters the palace to face the Holy Spirit."
Following the shouts, soon, a burst of footsteps came from the door of the palace, and then, a figure appeared at the door of the palace, knelt down outside the door, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Wan He, Long live my emperor, long live, long live,"
"Come in," seeing Wan He's figure finally appearing, Yang Guang's eyes flashed with a look of comfort, and he muttered softly, but his tone was as calm as usual, but soon, Yang Guang's His expression was no longer so calm, because Wan He walked into the hall, allowing Yang Guang to see clearly what Wan He looked like now.
At this moment, although Wan He was still wearing a very expensive silk scholar's robe, the scholar's robe was covered with blood stains. The bun on Wan He's head was also loose and was only covered by a hair. The hairpin was barely tied up, but most of the hair fell down. Many of them were soaked in blood and stuck to Wan He's cheeks. As for Wan He's handsome face, which was comparable to that of a cream boy, there was no trace of it. There were no injuries, just patches of blood here and there, making Wan He look miserable.
"What's going on? Why are you like this?" Yang Guang didn't bother scolding Wan He now. Wan He's appearance clearly looked like he had survived a great war, but the problem was, here It was not a battlefield, but Luoyang City, the capital of the Sui Dynasty. Yang Guang was shocked and angry, and immediately questioned Wan He.
Wan He, who had long expected Yang Guang's reaction, immediately knelt down to Yang Guang and replied loudly: "Reporting to your majesty, I entered the palace to meet the saint according to the order. I met an assassin on the road. Fortunately, the guards around me were brave. By killing the assassin, I can save my life and enter the palace to see His Majesty. However, I just had a fierce battle and my body was filthy. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
The assassin, the assassin again, Yang Guang's face immediately turned livid. His protégé, the Marquis, was assassinated one after another in the capital. This was undoubtedly a severe blow to Yang Guang's face. Slap, for Yang Guang, who has a great reputation, how can he give up? Yang Guang's eyes were cold and he shouted in a deep voice: "Huai'an, pass on my decree, Luoyang Yin is not doing well, he will be removed from his official position and sent to the Yushitai for personal review. "
"According to the order," Zhang Huaian was also shocked. Although this Luoyang Yin was not of high rank, he was in charge of the security of the capital after all. He had always been an important member of the court, but today he was dismissed from office because of Wan He's assassination. And based on Zhang Huaian's understanding of Yang Guang, I'm afraid this is not the final result. At the very least, he will at least be sent to the border areas. If it is serious, the whole family may be executed. Yang Guang can do so much for Wan He. , it can be seen that Wanhe’s holy family is still there.
Yang Guang didn't care what Zhang Huaian was thinking. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Wan He, who was covered in blood and still kneeling on the ground motionless. There was a hint of softness in his eyes, and he nodded lightly and said : "Wan He, your old injury has not healed, and you have just experienced a fierce battle. There is no need to kneel down. Someone, please sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Wan He shouted, and then slowly stood up, but he was very proud of himself. In the previous battle, Wan He had nothing to do at all, except for being hit by Gao Xian's hidden weapon at the beginning. Apart from causing some chest tightness, not even a hair was injured. As for the strength of the concealed weapon, it was mostly offset by the steel plate that had been placed on Wan He's chest. However, Wan He still pretended to be exhausted. In terms of appearance and purpose, it is natural to win Yang Guang's sympathy.
After Yang Guang's instructions were given, several chamberlains immediately carried a horse into the palace and put it under Wan He's buttocks. One of the chamberlains was very discerning and stepped forward to help Wan He slowly sit on the horse. He came up, smiled at Wan He, and then retreated. After sitting down, Wan He raised his hands to Yang Guang and said: "Your Majesty, I was able to escape this time, thanks to your Majesty Hong Fu. Let me also take the opportunity to do so." You are so honored, your Majesty's kindness to me, even if I am shattered to pieces, it is difficult to repay it."
As he spoke, Wan He stood up from the horse again, and knelt down towards Yang Guang. There was even a cry in his tone of voice, with a look of excitement and admiration on his face. Seeing Wan He's appearance, he Zhang Huaian on the side suddenly felt depressed. Yesterday, he was still secretly laughing at Wan He's poor acting skills. But now, look at it, he is just a famous actor, with great voice and emotion. Even if Zhang Huaian plays the role himself, he will be nothing more than a famous actor. That's it.
Seeing Wan He's appearance, Yang Guang felt as comfortable as if he had eaten ginseng fruit. The coldness on his face was completely wiped away, and his tense face immediately burst into laughter, and he nodded repeatedly and said : "Ai Qing is also very good for being able to take down that assassin with his own abilities. He is worthy of being my disciple. Well, well, not bad, very good. Okay, okay. You are also a man. How can you be a good wife? Human posture, crying, thinking about what to do, stand up,"
After hearing Yang Guang's words, Wan He finally felt relieved. He touched the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, then stood up, smiled at Yang Guang and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me. I just think of your Majesty." I am so grateful for my great kindness, and I am so rude in a moment of emotion. Ah, by the way, Your Majesty, I have one more thing to apologize to Your Majesty for,"
Now Yang Guang was in an extremely good mood. Hearing Wan He's words, he waved his hands and said: "You little naughty boy, what kind of trap have you dug up for me to clean up for you? Tell me, if it's true It's very serious, I may not necessarily be biased towards you,"
"Your Majesty," Wan He immediately saluted Yang Guang and said, "I was assassinated a month ago. I had no choice but to stay in the residence of His Highness the King of Yue. Later, with the gift of His Majesty, I asked a miraculous doctor to heal my injuries. I had basically recovered a few days ago, but considering the power of the assassin, I did not dare to leave the Prince of Yue's Mansion rashly, so I could only take refuge in the Prince of Yue's Mansion. As your Majesty's disciple, I am so cowardly, which is really a disservice to Your Majesty. The prestige of my Majesty has caused me to feel anxious and uneasy these days. Please punish me, Your Majesty."