"Yang Ye is late, your highness, please forgive me!" Yang Ye cupped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully.
"Alas! What did General Yang say? What is the general's fault? I look forward to the general coming to my mansion. I am really looking forward to Yunni! Come, come, come and have three drinks with me!" Zhao Defang, the king of Qin, said affectionately
Holding Yang Ye's arm, he walked in front with a smile on his face. Yang Yanrong nodded secretly. This King of Qin is really very human, approachable, but he still has the true character of a dragon son and king. Although he speaks politely, he has an air that cannot be rejected.
inside.
Yang Yanrong saw that this man was a good-looking man, about forty years old, with black beard and hair, sharp and energetic eyes, a high nose, and a square face, which gave him an air of majesty. He was indeed a man who almost became an emperor.
Ah! I sighed secretly, knowing that this person was definitely very scheming and not an easy person to deal with!
King Qin had a great conversation with Yang Ye, but he did not forget Yang Yanrong who was beside him. He turned around, patted Yang Yanrong on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Well, this should be General Yang's eighth son, Yang Yanrong! Haha, he looks really good.
You are a talented person. I am the same generation as your father, so I won’t be rude if I call you nephew! Hahaha!"
Yang Yanrong was always a person who climbed up the ladder, but how could he lose his momentum at this moment? Hearing this, he looked up to the sky and gave a haha, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, what you said is wrong. Your Majesty is in the prime of his life.
Being my uncle is a bit forced. I think the prince is only thirty years old at most, and my nephew is almost twenty years old, so he is only ten years old. Being my nephew's uncle is a bit forced."
"Oh! Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" King Qin Zhao Defang was quite happy. Although he was almost fifty years old, he usually took good care of himself, so his true age could not be seen. At this time, when Yang Yanrong praised him, what happened?
Are you unhappy? He immediately took off the jade pendant he was wearing, tied it around his waist for Yang Yanrong, and said with a smile: "General Yang has such a tiger, it is a blessing for the Yang family and the Song Dynasty!"
"My nephew, thank you uncle!" Yang Yanrong thanked him with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to hold King Qin's arm, and said with a smile: "From now on, I will have to rely on uncle for everything. My nephew is young and not sensible. In this capital, he is
If I am unfamiliar with this place, if I make any mistakes, my uncle will help my nephew!"
"Hey, my dear nephew! Although I say that I am just an idle prince, I can still talk to you in the city of Tokyo. Don't worry, if something big happens, I will take care of it with you.
Come, I am happy today, General Yang, my nephew, the three of us will not return until we are drunk." Although Qin Wang Zhao Defang said happily, the glint in his eyes still made the attentive Yang Yanrong secretly aware of it.
Huh! You are playing tricks with me. Although you are the prince, I am not afraid of you. How could Yang Yanrong not hear the pull in King Qin’s words? However, this is not the time to refuse. If it were his father Yang Ye, he would certainly not
He would say something like this. This is why Yang Ye is so unpopular in the capital. He is square both inside and outside, with edges and corners. It would be strange if he didn't run into walls everywhere.
But Yang Yanrong was different. He was born in a later generation, and he knew very well the tactful way to deal with people, and what to say to whomever he met, so he was able to do everything with ease. Even Pan Mei had to look at him with admiration. For sugar-coated attacks like Zhao Defang,
Yang Yanrong has a very good method, that is, peel off the sugar coating and eat it, then throw the cannonball to the opponent, hehe.
Yang Ye frowned secretly on the side. Seeing that his son and the King of Qin had become an uncle-nephew relationship while chatting and laughing, he felt even more worried. However, he was not unhappy about it. He knew that his Eighth Prince was not an ordinary person.
It was completely different from his character. What he was worried about was that his son was still young and knew nothing about politics. If he was bewitched by the smiling Prince of Qin and did something stupid, it would be no joke.
You must know that those who are in power have always been most afraid of cliques.
"General Yang, I like your son. I think he is a good nephew for my Anyang family. Haha!" King Zhao Defang of Qin clapped his hands, and immediately a maid serving him came over with wine and food.
The King of Qin personally served wine to the Yang family and his son Zhen, pressed down Yang Ye who was about to stand up, and said in a gentle voice: "My king and General Yang are both warriors, so we will not follow the tricks of the literati.
Drink and discuss martial arts, haha."
"That's it, Yang Ye doesn't bow anymore." Yang Ye nodded and said to Zhao Defang: "Taking advantage of the fine weather today, Yang Ye would like to toast the prince with a drink."
"My nephew wants to toast my uncle too! I wish my uncle good health, good food, and good sleep. Hey, my nephew can't speak, so don't be offended!"
"I think you are the best talker." King Qin laughed uproariously, pointed at Yang Yanrong and said with a smile: "Eat well, the rice will be sweet, and you will sleep well. I like to hear this. If everyone can eat well, the rice will be sweet, and you will sleep well."
Well, what else is difficult in this world? My dear nephew, I will call you a wise son-in-law from now on! You won’t refuse!" Zhao Defang looked at Yang Yanrong expectantly, waiting for his reply.
Yang Yanrong smiled slightly, knowing that he could never refuse. Although I heard that Princess Anyang was very wild, Yang Yanrong was not afraid of her wildness. Hey, he liked it more. And in order to marry Pan Xiangyun in the future, he had to rely on this prince.
support. So he smiled and said: "I have long heard that Princess Anyang is as beautiful as a flower, with the appearance of a fish sinking into a swallow, and the beauty of a flower shy of the moon. My nephew has been yearning for it for a long time. My father-in-law, please.
I pay homage to my son-in-law!"
As Yang Yanrong spoke, he actually knelt down and bowed down to King Zhao Defang of Qin.
The King of Qin was overjoyed. Normally, when other people heard about Princess Anyang, they all wanted to run away from her. Who would have thought that this Yang Yanrong was not only not afraid of Anyang's female power, but was full of admiration for her, especially the sound of "father-in-law".
Hearing this, Zhao Defang smiled happily, and hurriedly stepped forward, helped Yang Yanrong up, and kept saying: "What a good son-in-law, what a good son-in-law!"
Yang Ye couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was an upgrade too fast. From nephew to son-in-law, from nephew to son-in-law. Alas, let him be.
"General Yang, from now on we will be the father-in-law!" King Qin patted Yang Ye on the shoulder and laughed happily: "Tonight, invite all the members of the Yang family to my house, and we will have fun together as a family.
happy!"
"Since the prince has given an order, how dare Yang Ye disobey it?" Yang Yeqiang pretended to be happy, but the worry on his face became more and more intense. Although Prime Minister Zhao had a clever plan, Yang Ye was not sure until the matter was successful.
Ah, you know, when people stumble, even horses stumble!
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