Yang Ye took the crumpled piece of paper and felt that it weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and even his breathing was a little uncomfortable. Looking at the two crooked characters on it, Yang Ye felt very heavy. Although Yang Ye was a soldier
He is a famous general with strong martial arts skills and a thorough understanding of the art of war, but his writing is difficult to read. I remember when I first met Zhe Saihua, Yang Ye was still a dull martial artist who could not read a word. In the end, he relied on his wife to teach him every word.
The handwriting on the white cloth left on Yang Yanrong on the way to escape was dictated by him and written by Zhe Saihua. In the Yang family, when it comes to talent, Zhe Saihua is the first. Of course.
, when it comes to martial arts, the Yang family and his wife are equally ranked.
The palace dinner was held in the Zichen Palace. The surrounding area was lit by huge red candles as thick as an arm, and the light was as bright as day. There were not many people, only about a dozen people, but there were as many as a hundred palace maids and eunuchs accompanying them. It was like running water.
Various dishes were brought up and taken away constantly.
Seeing the people laughing and drinking and eating, Yang Ye felt even more depressed. If he had known that something like this would happen, he might as well have pretended to be sick at home. Maybe he could have escaped this disaster. But now, Yang Ye secretly
He shook his head and drank the wine in his glass with everyone else.
Zhao Guangyi sat at the top and looked at the ministers at the table with a smile on his face. His reaction to Yang Ye was as expected. No matter who this matter happened to, he would probably feel the same as Yang Ye. Although
Zhao Guangyi didn't think much about it this time, but when he thought about the status of the Yang family, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he was also a little dissatisfied with the previous suggestion from King Qin Zhao Defang. Of course, these things are unimaginable by anyone in this world.
Who could have imagined it?
Although Zhao Pu was smiling on his face, he was like a mirror in his heart. He had accurately caught Emperor Taizong's momentary absence just now. With a slight shake in his hand, the wine came out and wet his fingers.
, but Zhao Pu didn't realize it. He still liked Yang Ye quite a lot. He was brave in fighting and cheerful. Although he was a surrendered general, he was loyal to the Zhao family. He fought many times to the death to make the Liao barbarians talk about Yang.
.I am afraid that this time Yang Ye will be hurt badly. Zhao Pu sighed secretly, feeling guilty in his heart and wanted to help him, but at this moment, how could he come up with a perfect plan?
Among these people, who is the happiest, I am afraid it must be the King of Qin Zhao Defang. He has been planning to get involved with the Yang family for a long time, but Yang Ye is an upright person and never likes to make small moves.
, Zhao Defang failed several times in the past to win over him, but this time he inadvertently let the emperor's uncle help him a lot. He did not expect that his impromptu idea, but the emperor's uncle Zhao Guangyi was very supportive and readily agreed.
Come down. Of course, Zhao Guangyi agreed so quickly just out of apology for his nephew and had absolutely no other intentions.
After Pan Mei drank a few glasses of wine, she became worried again. Until now, there was still no news about her daughter. How could she have the heart to eat and drink here? Looking at the sad face of Yang Ye, Pan Mei also knew it.
Du Ming. Picked up the wine glass, walked up to Yang Ye, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, why do you look unhappy? Could it be that you have encountered something difficult? If you tell me, maybe everyone can help you."
What's wrong with me? Yang Ye thought to himself, knowing that his expression was in the eyes of someone who was interested. He wanted to argue, but he couldn't. In desperation, he had to say: "Oh! Isn't it about my son?
?”
"Oh? Your son? What's wrong with your son?" Pan Mei asked in surprise. Looking at Yang Ye's appearance, it didn't look like he was pretending.
"Oh, don't mention it. My son has been missing for two days, and there is still no news. I'm afraid, it's more likely to end." Yang Ye smiled bitterly and sighed.
"What? Your son is also missing?" Pan Mei almost jumped up in surprise, helped Yang Ye up and said, "My daughter is also missing. When did you find out that your son was missing?"
Speaking of her daughter, Pan Mei's voice couldn't help but become louder. Everyone present could hear it clearly. Everyone felt strange about this matter. Your Yang family's son and Pan family's daughter are both missing. No.
Are you going to play some elopement trick?
Zhao Guangyi also heard it and said with a smile: "Let me tell you what happened to Pan Qing's family and Yang Qing's family."
Yang Ye felt more and more strange, thinking that my son has disappeared, why are you trying to get involved? Your daughter's disappearance is none of my business? Well, that's not right! In front of the monarch, Pan Mei didn't dare to say this
Are you kidding me? Could it be that his daughter really disappeared like Yang Yanrong? Thinking of this, Yang Ye suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Hearing Zhao Guangyi's inquiry, Yang Ye had to tell the story from the beginning. Everyone was surprised by the new Yang Balang. When they heard that Taijun Zhe had beaten him away, they felt it was funny.
The trouble is all from the same family. Besides, although Yang Yanrong is not Zhe Taijun’s biological son, you can’t do this. After all, Lao Ba is also a bloodline of the Yang family. Among the several sons of the Yang family,
Only Pan Mei, Zhao Pu, Zhao Guangyi and a few others knew about the fact that Yang Yanrong was not Taijun Zhe's biological son. At that time, several brothers from the Zhe family came to see him for this matter, and there was an uproar in Beijing.
Of course, this is a romantic past of Yang Ye, so it’s okay not to mention it now.
Hearing what Yang Ye said, Pan Mei also said: "Your Majesty, my youngest daughter Xiangyun also disappeared on the day that Yang Yanrong disappeared. Please make the decision for me, Your Majesty." Pan Mei said and pulled the phone.
He pulled Yang Ye and knelt down together.
When it comes to finding someone, even though Pan Mei has a high position and great authority, he can't mobilize all the power of the country to find someone. Wouldn't it be much easier if the emperor could help?
After listening to what Pan and Yang said, Zhao Guangyi was angry and laughing, and said to himself that if that idiot Pan Hu of your family hadn't molested other girls, he would have been beaten by others, and Pan Xiangyun wouldn't have helped. The only way to do this is as soon as possible
Only by finding out the people who beat Pan Hu that day can we find clues about Pan Xiangyun. After all, those people were the last people to see Pan Xiangyun.
After a few imperial edicts were issued, the capital's city defense and infantry yamen were soon dispatched, and the woman whom Pan Hu had intended to molest that day was invited to Kaifeng Mansion.
Mr. Fu Yin immediately asked the woman. The woman was just an ordinary citizen. Where had she seen such a battle? She was slapped by the gavel and quickly moved. Soon, the painter took the pictures of those who beat Pan Mei.
The portrait was drawn.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish everyone a happy holiday. Today’s fifth update, the promise of more than 10,000 words has finally been fulfilled. It is not easy. Looking back, I found that my Mid-Autumn Festival was too monotonous. I was supposed to go to relatives in the afternoon.
But it started to rain, so I gave up the idea. At noon, I took a nap, and before I knew it, it was past five o'clock, and I quickly got up to code. When I finished coding the last chapter, I was almost
It's half past nine in the evening, and my hands are sore. It seems that the job of updating ten thousand a day is not that easy to do. It's the holiday now, so I went to eat moon cakes. I'll go to bed early tonight, and I have to go to work tomorrow.