King Qi Yang Tong, accompanied by dozens of guards, appeared more than thirty steps away. He had a golden crown on his head, wore a unicorn purple robe, and a gold and jade belt around his waist. He had a handsome appearance and a tall figure, like a jade tree facing the wind. Yang Lai's
His appearance is indeed very good, and he looks exactly like his father Yang Guang. In addition, his friendly smile and polite manner make people can't help but have a good impression of him.
The arrival of Yang Guan was met with applause. Although Yang Liang was called the most evil person in the capital, this nickname was given by ordinary people in the capital. For the officials and powerful officials, they could not feel Yang Lai's evil.
Although you have heard about it, you will not know its evil unless you experience it yourself. This is why Yang Lai has many bad deeds, but not many people impeach him.
The Holy Emperor only has two sons, and the crown prince who is about to be appointed can only choose between King Jin and King Qi. Therefore, some people support King Jin and others support King Qi. Especially King Jin is too fat, and King Qi is handsome. From then on,
Judging from the fact that everyone has a love for beauty, there are still more people who prefer King Qi.
When selecting an official, one still has to look at appearance, let alone when selecting a monarch.
Today, Yang Liang deliberately showed off his politeness. Every minister who greeted him, no matter how high or low he was, he would smile and nod. It was completely unbelievable that he would be called the most evil person in the capital.
The arrival of Yang Liang caused the ministers and family members to retreat to both sides and separate a road. Yang Yuanqing was originally standing at the back, but the ministers stepped back one after another and highlighted him to the front row. At this time, Yang Tong
The group of people had already reached the gate, with three personal guards behind him. Master Liang was guarding him on the right. At a glance, he saw Yang Yuanqing, who was wearing unusual clothes.
He whispered something to Yang Lai, and Yang Lai's sharp eyes stared at Yang Yuanqing. His originally smiling eyes seemed to be invaded by cold air, and his eyes became cold and stinging, staring at Yang Yuanqing full of hostility.
But this cold hostility only existed for a short moment, and soon disappeared, and he returned to his polite and virtuous corporal attitude. Yang Liang was indeed very good at maintaining his own image.
He had already passed Yang Yuanqing and tried his best not to pay attention to him, but in the end Yang Cheo stopped, turned around and walked slowly to Yang Yuanqing, staring at him with a smile, "Are you Yang Yuanqing?"
"This is a humble position. What advice can you give me, Your Highness?" Yang Yuanqing bowed his hand to him.
Yang Lai looked at Yang Yuanqing up and down with squinted eyes for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Why are you dressed like a beggar?"
The viciousness in Yang Rang's bones is like a poisonous bee, which will always sting people hard inadvertently. At the palace road station, he also ridiculed Yang Zhao for being as fat as a pig in full view of the public. For those he hated, he never
There will be no mercy at all. Although he is the king of Qi, he does not have the restraint and magnanimity of a prince at all.
It's just that his voice was not loud. Except for Yang Yuanqing and a few people around him, no one else heard what he said. Yang Miao turned around and tried his best to use a relaxed and ridiculing tone, as if he was teasing an old friend of many years, Gao Ming.
Sheng smiled at everyone and said: "What are the yellow and white patches on our General Yang's body? I can't understand it. Can you understand it?"
In fact, many people despised Yang Yuanqing's old military uniform and just laughed secretly in their hearts. Now that King Qi had exposed it to his face, the people around him couldn't help it anymore and started laughing loudly.
Yang Yuanqing said coldly: "These things are the blood of Datou Khan of the Western Turks. Does Dian Ping find it funny?"
His voice was not loud, but it had a penetrating power. Amidst the roar of everyone's laughter, it reached everyone's ears clearly. The surrounding area became quiet for an instant, and everyone's face looked a little embarrassed. Yang Ming's face
There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, and after a long while, he said, "Oh!", rolled his eyes, and snorted: "If that's really the case, I'd be disrespectful, but..."
He said "but" and raised his voice to everyone: "But who can prove it? I took an old military uniform, sprinkled it with some dog blood, and I also said that this is the blood of the Western Turkic Khan. Should everyone worship me?
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This is Yang Liang's character. He wants face very much. He lost face in front of everyone just now, and he must get it back. He knows that what Yang Yuanqing said is true, but as long as Yang Yuanqing cannot hold the evidence, he will
Then he can use his status as King of Qi to trample Yang Yuanqing, trample him into a reputation seeker, and completely ruin his reputation. This is Yang Lai's usual method. Although it is a bit rogue, it is very practical and often turns defeat into victory.
Yang Guan knew in his heart that even if someone around him knew that what Yang Yuanqing said was true, they would not prove it for him. At this time, no one dared to offend him, King Yang Lai of Qi, unless it was King Yang Zhao of Jin, but Yang Zhao was not present now.
There were whispers all around. Changsun Sheng wanted to speak several times, but he still held back. At this time, Yang Yuanqing would lose face at most, and there would be no major harm. But if he offended King Qi because of this, the price would be too high.
At one point, Changsun Sheng felt apologetic, but in the end he chose to remain silent.
Zheng Shanyuan, the eldest son of Zheng, was standing next to the eldest son, Sun Sheng. He looked at Yang Yuanqing with disdain. Last time he wore a blue robe to visit the Zheng family, and this time he wore an old military uniform to attend the banquet. People don't know what to say about him?
Moreover, this young man is so unwise that he actually competes with the King of Qi. Who does he think he is? Just because he is Yang Su's grandson? He doesn't even understand the most basic self-knowledge. Fortunately, the Zheng family rejected him the day before yesterday.
Otherwise, recruiting him as his son-in-law would bring much trouble to the Zheng family.
At this time, Pei Ju also came with his two granddaughters. The eldest granddaughter Pei You and the little girl Pei Minqiu were standing behind. Pei Ju had already heard his granddaughter talking about Yang Yuanqing, but he was a little strange. Why did Yang Yuanqing
Will it offend King Qi?
Pei Minqiu knew in her heart that it must be what happened to Ba Shang. At that time, Yang Yuanqing acted righteously and injured King Qi's men, offending King Qi. Although this had nothing to do with her, what made her feel guilty was whether it was Yang Yuanqing who had done it for her.
I lost the vase and ran out of money, so I bought new clothes? My heart was filled with remorse and worry.
There was silence all around, and Yang Guan said proudly: "Young general, I know you are a frontier officer, but there is no need for you to pretend to be a military officer. The blood of Datou Khan cannot be proved by just wearing a military uniform. I won't care about you.
It's rude, but I would like to advise you to be more honest in the future."
At this time, Yang Yuanqing unhurriedly took off the long sword from his waist. The guards behind Yang La suddenly became nervous. They put their hands on the handle of the sword and stared at Yang Yuanqing. If he dared to be disrespectful, they would take action immediately.
Yang Yuanqing raised the long sword high and pulled off the silk wrapped around the hilt. He looked at Yang Hang coldly and said: "Maybe this dress is not unique. You can say it is bloody, but this sword is the best in the world."
Only one yuan and two, this is my reward for killing the leader of the Western Turks. Which of you has a second one? Your Highness, King Qi, do you have one?"
"Pan Ying Sword!"
Someone exclaimed, that unique black jade sword hilt was the sword given to the Holy Emperor by the late emperor. How could it be in this person's hand? It was simply unbelievable. Hundreds of people at the entrance of the entire mansion were shocked, including Changsun Sheng.
I didn’t expect that the Holy One would give the sword to Yuan Qing. Is it really because of hunting Tatou?
Yang Liang's face became extremely ugly, and his knuckles turned white with his fists, but he froze there and couldn't say a word. He was filled with hatred, because he knew that Yang Yuanqing owned his father's Panying Sword.
But he forgot for a moment, and now it was this sword that caused him to fall into a big fight.
Yang Liang didn't dare to say a word. He grew up in a deep palace. He knew very well that if he said the wrong word or even made a reckless move, it would be disrespectful to his father and deceive the king. He didn't dare to move.
He moved, his legs tightly closed, as if he had been turned into a stone statue by witchcraft.
Yang Yuanqing took back his sword and said with a faint smile: "Your Highness, you can ask your Majesty if the blood on my body was stained by Datou's head."
After saying that, he walked into the door of the mansion in full view of everyone and walked away.
There was still silence in front of the mansion door, and then there was a whisper again, like boiling water. At this moment, Zheng Shanyuan suddenly felt that Yang Yuanqing's old military uniform did not seem so shabby after all.
"Okay, great job!" Pei You couldn't help shouting in a low voice.
Pei Minqiu looked at Yang Yuanqing's back. The worry in her eyes deepened. Will King Qi spare him?
Pei Ju gently stroked his beard and admired secretly in his eyes. This young man was very hard-boned and refused to give in. He was quite famous.
Today's birthday banquet is held in three main halls with a "pin"-shaped structure. Each main hall can accommodate more than a thousand people. At the entrance of each main hall, a giant sign is erected with the three characters A, B, and C written on it.
It was the dining level. Yang Yuanqing looked at his menu again. Only then did he realize that his menu was actually A. In other words, he was dining in the main hall, which surprised him.
However, it was still early, and the main hall was temporarily closed, and guests were not allowed to enter. In the pavilions and pavilions around the main hall, there were ministers gathering in groups and chatting everywhere.
In fact, this kind of gathering is also an important way of socializing. The court is too serious and some personal topics are difficult to bring up. The family is too intimate, and there is no opportunity for friendship. This kind of feast is neither urgent nor slow, and there is no court.
Those who are serious and do not have the secrets at home and have a dull relationship can take this opportunity to harmonize their feelings. If they usually have conflicts in the court, they can also take this opportunity to bridge the gap. For officials from other places, they can take the opportunity to get to know important officials in Beijing and prepare for the future.
Looking for opportunities for promotion. All in all, this is an excellent way of interpersonal communication.
Although Yang Yuanqing had several major events in Beijing and was somewhat famous, what happened to him, such as the duel with He Ruobi, etc., were just for ordinary people to talk about after dinner. More importantly, he was a frontier officer and was far from the mainstream of the imperial court.
There is still a distance.
After walking through a long covered bridge, there was a pavilion in the middle. In the pavilion, five officers in military uniforms were chatting enthusiastically. It was rare to meet similar soldiers. Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but speed up his pace, but there were still five or six soldiers left from the pavilion.
As he was walking, an officer saw him and immediately tugged at his companion. The other officers stopped talking and looked at him warily. There was clearly an unwelcome look in their eyes.
Yang Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart and walked past them faster. He seemed a little lonely in such a feast.
This mansion occupies a huge area, with various buildings stacked on top of each other, with courtyards of various sizes, one inside the other. People who come here for the first time will almost lose their way, but it is not without rules. If you pay attention to the steps under your feet,
Xiaohe. The layout of this mansion will become clear.
A small river meanders through the mansion, dividing the entire mansion into nine districts and eighteen courtyards. Yang Yuanqing walked across the covered bridge and entered another area called Baicui Courtyard. Here is a sea of plants and flowers, filled with
There are all kinds of rare and exotic herbs, and the branches are full of fruits. The golden pears are full of sweetness. The fist-sized pomegranates are ripe, and the peels have burst open, revealing full and crystal-clear fruit grains. Groups of birds are flying and circling among the fruit trees.
While pecking at the sweet fruit, many girls also secretly picked a pomegranate, held it up with gauze, and hid in a corner to taste it carefully.
There are more young girls in this Baicui courtyard, but it is not that it is designated as a female guest area. Moreover, the exotic flowers and fruits here attract groups of girls to come together to enjoy the flowers and fruits.
Yang Yuanqing realized that he shouldn't be here. He quickly turned around to leave. Suddenly someone called him from behind, "General Yang, wait a moment!"