With the Yang family's powerful forces, it is not difficult to find some clues in this case.
A few days later, the county officials from Wannian County came to report that the hemp rope tied to Master Yang Xuan was a military item, and suspected that the matter was done by the people in the army. Yang Zhao suppressed his anger and gave the county officials a reward of money and ordered them to investigate the matter with all their strength. The county officials were originally a microphone, so they nodded and bowed, saying yes.
When the county officials left, Yang Zhao immediately became angry. What kind of people in the army had had a holiday with? The matter was obvious. It was obvious that Li Kuo hated his indifference to him and took revenge. Unexpectedly, he was so vicious at such a young age.
OK, OK, since you are unkind, don’t blame Yang for being unrighteous!
Although Yang Zhao was born in the market, he valued the most. Since he believed that this matter was done by Li Kuo, he would not give up. Of course, the Yang family itself is in crisis and it is not convenient to come forward openly, but this does not mean that he cannot do anything secretly.
Isn’t he just a military envoy who can’t get on the table? As long as he hooks his fingers, he can die without a place to bury him!
However, at present, he had to concentrate on planning the incident where the imperial concubine met His Majesty the Emperor, which was related to the rise, decline, honor and disgrace of the Yang family, and he could not be careless and distracted.
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The time is set at the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the little New Year's Eve
More than ten days were enough for Yang Zhao to arrange it. He knew very well that the position of the imperial concubine in the heart of His Majesty the Emperor, but His Majesty, he couldn't help but speak with this face! On the night of the New Year's Eve, with Yang Zhao's strong recommendation, His Majesty the Emperor brought his close servant to Furong Garden.
Since he was walking in Jiacheng, it did not attract much attention. When His Majesty's special luxury carriage was parked at the entrance of Furong Garden, even the officials in Qujiangfang did not know that the imperial carriage was coming.
Li Longji has been feeling very lonely these days. He thought he could be more peaceful after sending off the imperial concubine, but who knew that he became even more upset. He was completely unable to live without this woman, and she!
Yang Zhao said that today is the New Year's Eve, so he would like to offer him a gift. It's better to come out to relax. This guy has always thought about people's hearts and thinks that this gift would not be too bad.
Li Longji thought, and strided towards the garden. He said that this Furong Garden is still Yuhuan's favorite, but now she is afraid that she is still staying in the Yang Mansion.
Things change, things change!
He sighed in his heart, and Li Longji felt completely relieved.
"Yang Qing, where is the surprise you said to me?" Li Longji glanced at Yang Zhao impatiently, and his voice revealed a hint of dissatisfaction. The house was full of hatred. Since Yuhuan was sent back to the house, his attitude towards Yang Zhao has become much colder.
"If you say goodbye to Your Majesty, you will be surprised by the spring pond. Please come here!" Yang Zhao half-beared and stretched out one arm.
Li Longji coughed lightly, then took a step and walked towards Chunchi first.
This spring pond is a slightly larger pond, and the water source is drawn from the Qujiang River. When the breeze passes in spring, the lake is filled with colorful fallen flowers. Because it is full of spring, it is called the spring pond.
But it was the twelfth month of winter, and there was obviously no fallen flowers, let alone the slightest spring. The dark lake surface had already fallen on ice, and the vast sky was full of bare branches.
Li Longji frowned, "What the hell is this Yang Zhao doing? Such a scene is so declining, what surprises are there? With a strong doubt, he continued to walk forward, and finally was stunned on the spot when he turned around the corner of the pool.
On the stone bridge with ice high up, red candles were lit on the bridge. The red flames reflected the sky, making the night look like day. In the middle of the stone bridge was a woman wearing a goose yellow palace dress, with a plump body and elegant expression, dancing gracefully.
Jade ring!
Li Longji felt his chest explode and his mind became blank when it was neutral.
This scene has never been known or similar.
I remember when I first met Yuhuan, I was on this stone bridge. At that time, the Maoer and Yuhuan came to this hibiscus garden. It was spring when the flowers bloomed, the warblers flew and the grass grew, and the beauty was like a song...
At that time, Yuhuan danced this dance on the stone bridge, floating, illusion, magic, fate, and fate.
The same red candle reflects the sky, the same beauty is like a song. But it was spring at that time, but it was cold winter at this moment. I am afraid that the two of them have different moods.
For some reason, Li Longji suddenly felt a little sad, perhaps because he felt that time was passing by, or because he felt that his face was getting old. What exactly is the one that deserves to embrace each other in a lifetime between heaven and earth?
Power, position, money, or Tumu, what is called respect for thousands of people?
Why does he still feel so lonely when he has been a Emperor Taiping for more than 40 years? He has been a Tian Khan for more than 40 years and is rich all over the world, why does he still feel helpless?
Those who are kings are stealing the country.
He still remembered what Ying'er said before his death. At that time, he mocked Ying'er for being ignorant. Now, who is ignorant and who is ignorant?
Is it the king who steals the truth of the country, or does the country who steals the king's heart?
Children, family affection, ethics, he was stolen and had nothing. Now, he is so poor that he is afraid that he is only in power!
No, he still has jade rings!
Li Longji suddenly realized that all power, position, fame and fortune are not as strong as that pool of deep family affection. I think the same is true. If there is no relatives relying on each other, what is the use of power? If there is no relatives sharing, what is the meaning of fame and fortune?
"Yuhuan!" A warm wind finally blew into Li Longji's frozen cheeks, and a hint of warmth was felt on his dry skin.
Li Longji took a square step and walked towards the stone bridge, just like his first encounter with Yuhuan ten years ago.
Yang Yuhuan finally stopped dancing and looked at this rich man.
"Yuhuan!" Li Longji walked onto the stone bridge and surrounded Yang Yuhuan's body. "Why is it so cold? Why is it so cold? Quickly, put on this outer shirt." After saying that, he took off his outer shirt and covered Yang Yuhuan's body.
"Sanlang, I..." Yang Yuhuan's eyes were filled with tears, and she gritted her teeth and couldn't bear to come out.
"Don't say anything, I understand everything." Li Longji's big hand brushed across Yang Yuhuan's Jingrun cheeks, and lowered his voice: "It's all my fault, I blame you."
The voice was extremely low and no one could hear it. Yang Yuhuan was angry that he was still so concerned about his face at this time, and said, "Sanlang doesn't believe in Yuhuan, why did he come to me again?"
Li Longji gently turned Yang Yuhuan's body and said, "It's not that Yuhuan is not thinking about food and food that I have been hooked up, and that I don't have to put in water and rice? Besides, when did I ever say that I don't trust Yuhuan? It's just a little slut that makes trouble. I must find out who spreads the rumors and give Yuhuan a cleansing innocence!"
"Sanlang is so bad!" Yang Yuhuan glanced at Li Longji resentfully, his voice full of sorrow. The sweet words he said at this time showed how he got through this month.
"Yuhuan said, what do you want to punish me?" Li Longji was completely trapped in the love net woven by Yang Yuhuan, and it was difficult to get out of it.
"Are you really going to punish me?"
"I have to be punished if you really want to be punished!"
"Okay, I'll punish Sanlang to sing songs with me!" Yang Yuhuan leaned against Li Longji's arm and said in a sweet voice.
This request was a bit unreasonable. I thought that Li Longji was the king of a country, and singing songs like an actor, which was a perfect match. Although he often beat drums to dance with Yuhuan in the palace, that was a result of his excitement. This was the first time Li Longji was asked to sing songs like this.
"Sanlang doesn't agree?" Yang Yuhuan's words were slightly annoyed, and his brows frowned slightly.
"Yun, of course!" Li Longji cleared his throat and asked, "What are you singing?"
"I sing the little order we filled in." Yang Yuhuan bit her lip slightly and whispered.
Of course, Li Longji knew that the little lyrics were a small lyrics that he and the two of them filled in the song "Ni Shang Yu Yi". Although he was quite surprised, he nodded.
This poem has never been made public, and no one knows it except them.
"The fragrance of the prosperous era is a love of a beautiful woman. The colorful clothes and feathered clothes alarm the Beijing, holding hands to express the deep love!"
Li Longji held Yang Yuhuan's arm affectionately and sang slowly.
"The shadow passes by the shocking geese, a round of the Chinese Valentine's Day moon. Outside the Hall of Eternal Life, we are bound to be together for three lives, and we will never be separated forever!"
Yang Yuhuan rushed to the second sentence before Li Longji, his eyes fluttering and affectionate.
"The fragrance of flowers is so strong that it cannot bear the country and the city. Flowers on the road are defeated and fall into mud, and we must rely on each other..."
A familiar tune came from the mouths of the two, full of tenderness and sweetness and a clear and peaceful sound. It was just that the concerto of Hu Zao and Jie drums were missing and the dance of the beautiful palace maids was not as magnificent and magnificent as played in the hall. Under the plain moonlight, the tune seemed even more pale and resentful.
"A place of prosperity, a page of paper, a wisp of smoke in front of you... A few wisps of red blew brightly, and the sword of essence frost blocked the cold year. The men and women swear to serve the country, and they will never return until they destroy Loulan!" (Note 1)
The soft tone suddenly changed at this moment, and the swallow bird flying among the twisted branches transformed into a Kunpeng, soaring into the sky. At this moment, Li Longji seemed to understand something.
The great thief steals the truth of the country, so at that time, the country also steals the hearts of the thief.
Late at night on the 23rd night of the twelfth lunar month of the eighth year of Tianbao, the evening breeze next to the spring pond of Furong Garden was very cold.
Note 1: Quoted from the Tang Dynasty's Beauty Fu, some lyrics have been changed, and special explanation.
ps: The end of this volume, it’s hard to write. It seems that I am still good at military affairs, and I finally finished it! In the next volume, Yangguan Die, let’s see how Qilang counterattacks!