Chapter 1 Entering the Yang Mansion for the First Time
In the 12th year of Kaihuang, the Sui Dynasty had destroyed Chen for three years, and the world was peaceful. Emperor Yang Jianlifeng of Sui had brought a trace of warmth into the imperial capital. Willow branches sprouted, beards and grass grew, and the chun was full of chun.
That morning, a black serpent cow cart drove into Wubenfang near the imperial city. There were many royal relatives and powerful people living in Wubenfang, with bright clothes and angry horses, gorgeous vehicles, and endless pedestrians, especially lively.
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Although this ox cart is large and strong, and the strong cow is tied to the top, you can tell at a glance that it comes from a wealthy family, but it still looks very shabby compared to the gorgeous carriages driving in Wubenfang.
The man who drove the ox cart was a man in his thirties, with a little worried between his eyebrows. He was wearing a cloth robe, wearing a soft-footed head, and was covered in dust. He was obviously from afar. His surname was Li, from Yingzhou.
This time I came to Beijing but I had a lot of thought.
The curtain in front of the round shed opened a crack, revealing the face of a young woman. She whispered: "Erlang, Yuan Qing seems to be awake."
"Yeah!" the man agreed casually, "Give him some cakes to make him better."
The man sighed in dismay, not knowing whether Yuan Qing's biological father recognized this son?
In the ox cart, a little boy had woken up, with big black eyes open, his eyes as deep as water, thinking about something. His name is Yuanqing, and his mother's surname is Li, so he is temporarily called Li Yuanqing. The reason for this is temporarily, just look at it.
If his biological father recognizes him later, he will change his name to Yang Yuanqing.
He was only three years old at this time, but his heart was twenty-five years old. He was a soul from 1,400 years later. His surname was Yang. He was a company employee. He passed away due to illness, but his soul was
Not dispersed, he returned to the eleventh year of Kaihuang a thousand four hundred years ago, and attached himself to a sick child. After nearly a month of illness and struggle, he finally regained his life, but his mother of the Sui Dynasty failed to escape from the disease.
The palm passed away half a year ago.
The man outside the car was his uncle, and the young woman in the ox cart was his aunt. Both of them were kind and dedicated. They wanted to accept him as their son, but unexpectedly, a letter from the capital changed his destiny, and he realized that
It turned out that he was an illegitimate child. His irresponsible father remembered him and asked him to go to Beijing.
Yuan Qing has been in this dynasty for half a year, and he still retains many memories of his previous life in his mind, but he is very silent and doesn't like to talk, because he is only two years old, and if he acts too heretic, he will be regarded as a monster. Maybe he is small
Even his life is hard to protect, he must adapt to his current age, and the best way is to remain silent.
But his eyes were hard to hide, and he would inadvertently reveal the vicissitudes of life for 1,400 years, which made his aunt always feel palpitations.
"here we go again!"
The young woman smiled and knocked on his little forehead, "What are the worries about the little nai baby?"
She had become accustomed to Yuan Qing's deep eyes and didn't care. She took out a piece of pancake filled with tender mutton onion from the bamboo basket and handed it to Yuan Qing, "Eat!"
Yuan Qing sat up, took the meat pie and nibbled slowly, "Auntie, where have you been?"
This is the most asked question along the way. It was his first time to go out. He was curiously observing the scenery of the Sui Dynasty along the way, which made him feel that this was a very prosperous dynasty, with rich resources and low prices. The fragrant meat in his hand was
They only spent one buck. If he hadn't known history, he wouldn't have believed that this dynasty would be about to perish.
There is a great chaos in the world, and many heroes emerge. Li Yuanba, Yuwen Chengdu, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Shimin. One familiar name has made him feel moved. This year is the twelve year of Kaihuang. I wonder when the world will be in chaos?
But he forgot that Romance is not history, and Cheng Yaojin is only one year older than him now.
The young woman smiled very gentlely. She carefully took care of the pitiful little girl who lost her mother along the way. At this time, she never thought that this three-year-old kid was hoping for chaos in the world. She poured her from a pottery pot.
Feed him carefully with a bowl of water, "I'm going to your house soon, do you like it?"
Yuan Qing didn't answer, nor could he answer. Did he like it? He didn't know, he only knew that his father's surname was Yang. He was the governor of Yingzhou a few years ago. He got into grievances with his mother. He was promoted last year and then slapped his butt back to Beijing.
He said he wanted to report that his father would take them to Beijing again, and perhaps he had already obtained the consent, so he would have his own entry into Beijing today.
Yuan Qing thought for a long time, who was his father? His surname was Yang, and his grandfather was a high-ranking official in the capital. Could it be that he was a royal relative? This was the Sui Dynasty and Yang was a national surname! My uncle may know, but he never told himself, and he kept his mouth shut all the way.
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Seeing that he did not answer, the young woman couldn't help but sigh. The child was thinking and unique all day long. Fortunately, she was very healthy and looked like she was only three years old.
She didn't know that this was her husband's concern. The child was too big and didn't look like a three-year-old child at all. What should his father do if he didn't admit it?
The ox cart slowly slowed down and stopped, "We are here!" My uncle's voice came from outside.
Yuan Qing quickly got up and looked out through the small car window. He saw a magnificent mansion in front of him, surrounded by high walls. On both sides of the steps were two stone sculptures of lions in the house, and a vermilion lacquer was facing the steps.
door.
There was a huge gold-painted plaque hanging at the top of the gate. Although it was in seal script, he still recognized three characters, including the Duke's Mansion. Yuan Qing thought the first character looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, but this was undoubtedly the powerful and powerful in the court.
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A servant who was guarding the door ran out of the mansion, went up to ask about the situation, and then went back. After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper came out and bowed to Uncle Yuanqing, "Have you brought the child?
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He had already seen the cute little face in the car window, and a smile appeared on his face, "The master is waiting for you, please follow me!"
Of course they couldn't walk through the main door, and walked around half a circle and entered the mansion through the side door. My aunt hugged him. They walked through the door and passed through the courtyard. I don't know how deep they walked, but finally came to a black door and came up with someone who looked like him.
The housewife like an owl, she looked at Yuan Qing coldly, without a smile on her face, "Is it him?"
He was an illegitimate son and could not enjoy the treatment he deserved. Even the servants were cold to him. The old butler was a little better to him and smiled and said, "This is the young master, I just came from Yingzhou."
"Now I don't know anything!"
The housekeeper pointed at his uncle and aunt unhappy and said, "Take them to the outer room."
The housekeeper came forward to pick him up. Yuan Qing felt that there was a pungent smell of fox sao on her body, and he almost let him spit it out. He covered his nose and turned his head, but he happened to see his uncle and aunt looking at him nostalgic. He suddenly
Realize that this is their breakup moment.
He struggled desperately to get off the ground, but the housekeeper's hand held him firmly like an eagle's claw, and he couldn't struggle at all.
"I won't go, I'm going home!"
Yuan Qing finally burst into tears like a three-year-old child, and his uncle and aunt's eyes also turned red, but they were just plain-headed villains. In such a powerful mansion, they had no right to speak, so they lowered their heads and turned around and left.
Yuan Qing was carried into the inner house, and his crying stopped abruptly. He suddenly realized that the more fierce he cried, the happier the owl housekeeper was. Why did he make her happy?
But her body smelled pungent. Yuan Qing didn't feel it when she cried, but now she smelled it if she didn't cry. I really don't know how her bedmates endured it?
Yuan Qing had to hold his breath and look around at the inner house. Unlike the outer house, there were lush trees and plants, and pavilions were everywhere. Buildings were hidden in the lush green.
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Seeing that he suddenly stopped crying, the housekeeper was a little surprised and asked him in a low voice: "Boy, why don't you cry?"
Yuan Qing ignored her and said to herself: "You old ghost woman is so smelly!"
At this time, two girls in long skirts walked up to him, one red and the other green, with pretty appearance, slender figure and graceful as fairy. They smiled and asked, "Sanniang, is it him?"
"It's him!"
The housekeeper smiled flatteringly and handed him over to the girl in the red dress, and handed him over to the girl in the green dress. Yuan Qing was hugged by the girl in the red dress, and only smelled a faint fragrance. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm suffocating!"
Both girls asked him strangely, "Why are you suffocating to death?"
Yuan Qing remembered the butler's eagle claws and made his calf hurt. He pointed his little hand at the butler and said hatefully: "She's body is too smelly, I can't stand it."
The two girls were stunned, covering their mouths and giggling, laughing so hard that their bodies were trembling like flower branches. The butler's face was swollen like a pig's liver, with anger in his eyes, but he did not dare to attack, and he just glared at Yuan Qing fiercely, "Qiu
Miss Ju, Miss Chun Tao, I'll go out first.”
Tao turned out to be two maids, and the two maids in the inner palace scared the housekeeper, which shows that the rank in this mansion is very strict.
Others are beauties in their arms, but he is the other way around. He is in the arms of a beauty. Although he is embraced by a beauty, he has no blessing to enjoy it.
They walked to a house, Qiuju put him down and led him into the house. The room was not big, but it was very gorgeously decorated. There were colorful Shu brocades hanging on the walls, and green porcelains that were tall for one person were placed in the four corners.
There is a white jade screen of red sandalwood on each side of the vase, with flowers and birds painted on it, which is extremely precious.
There is a seating bed in the middle of the two screens, eight feet is the bed, three feet is the bed, and one foot is the chaise. This is a typical two-person seating bed.
On the couch were a man and a woman, both of whom were about thirty years old, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a woman's hair combed in cloudy temples, a face as full as a moon, her face was covered with powder, her shoulders were covered with red brocade, and her upper body was wearing a white cross-neck and wide-sleeved shirt.
She was wearing a long red dress with her breasts tied to the ground, and a snow-white and soft breasts were half exposed, but her face was cold and looked at him with a disdainful look, and there was no hostility in her eyes. Yuan Qing was an illegitimate child, not worth it
She was hostile to her, and she was Yuan Qing's mother, whose surname was Zheng.
The man next to her wore a golden crown and a wide silk woven Zen dress. He had a majestic figure, fair skin, long face, and beautifully trimmed beards under the jaw. His slender eyes were bright and bright, giving people a strong but not
The feeling of being unable to understand and be able.
He was looking at Yuan Qing with complex eyes. Yuan Qing immediately guessed that this should be his own father. Yuan Qing suddenly had a strong interest in his heart. Who is he in history?