After Yang Yuanqing inspected his last stop, Dingxiang County, he headed south, and finally returned to Taiyuan on the night of the fifth day of the first lunar month. He set out on the 21st of the twelfth lunar month to inspect the military situation, and after walking outside for nearly half a month, he was really exhausted.
Despite this, he was still paying close attention to the situation in the south. Xu Shiji successfully captured Liyang City, which was within his expectation. With Xu Shiji's wit and talent, it would be a disappointment to him if he could not capture even one Liyang City.
There is also Luoyang. He has already ordered the transportation of grain across the Yellow River, so Wang Shichong should have the capital to launch a coup. The conflict in Luoyang has reached a point where it is about to break out. According to the evolution of the current situation, a mutiny should have occurred in Luoyang at this time. He is very concerned about it.
Is Wang Shichong's route a direct one, or is it continued according to the inertia of history?
Today Yang Yuanqing did not go to Jinyang Palace, but stayed in the mansion to rest. He sat in the inner study room, the curtains were not opened, the light in the room seemed a bit dim, and there was a thin curl of clear smoke from the incense burner in the corner of the room, which made the atmosphere dim.
There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the room, which was a scent he liked very much. This scent made Yang Yuanqing's mind particularly sharp.
There is a brazier in the corner of the room on the other side. The charcoal fire is burning vigorously, and strings of sparks burst out from time to time. In this warm and quiet room, Yang Yuanqing lies comfortably on a half-standing rattan couch woven with soft rattan.
Above, this is a semi-upright couch of his own invention. Its shape is very similar to the imperial chair of later generations. It is covered with thick mattresses and is extremely comfortable.
He was still considering the direction of the situation in Luoyang at this time. Judging from the fact that Wang Shichong sought his support to fight against the Tang Dynasty, this person still had some political acumen. He should be able to stabilize the political situation and take advantage of the opportunity of Li Mi being dragged by Yu Wenhuaji to Pengcheng County to quickly
Expanding territory and acquiring population and food resources will destabilize the government and cause him to lose the most precious opportunity if he is eager to do so.
From the perspective of Yang Yuanqing's interests, he hoped that Wang Shichong could slow down and not be so eager to dengji. Then what Wang Shichong did could only be regarded as a coup, not a usurpation of the throne. In this way, the 100,000 grains he lent were to help the victims of the Luoyang disaster, not to support them.
Wang Shichong conspired to rebel. Yang Yuanqing was very cautious in handling the Luoyang incident, which would have a great impact on his reputation.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door and someone knocked on the door: "Yuan Qing!"
This was Jiang Peihua's voice. No one was allowed to enter Yang Yuanqing's inner study. Only Princess Lou Minqiu, concubines Zhang Chuchen and Jiang Peihua could enter. He responded lazily, "Come in and talk."
The door opened, and Jiang Peihua walked in quickly with a bowl of hot ginseng tea. She saw that the room was very dark, and the window curtains were not open.
Don’t you feel bored?”
"I made a birdcage, and it depends on which bird flies in first." Yang Yuanqing still smiled lazily.
"What's the birdcage? Do you think of yourself as a bird?"
Jiang Peihua pursed her lips and smiled, placing the ginseng tea bowl on the table, "Drink it while it's hot! Take good care of your body."
Before she finished speaking, her hand was grabbed by Yang Yuanqing, and with a slight tug, Jiang Peihua lost her footing and fell onto Yang Yuanqing.
"Stop messing around, let me get up quickly!"
Jiang Peihua struggled to get up, but Yang Yuanqing hugged her slender waist and looked at her with a half-smile. Jiang Peihua suddenly felt the changes in his body, and her pretty face suddenly turned red. Jiang Peihua was dignified and beautiful, with an introverted and reserved personality.
, although she also longed for her husband's tenderness, but it was daytime and it was a study room. She felt ashamed and said coquettishly: "You stinky brat, I asked you to take a good rest, but you have such dirty thoughts."
In the dim light, Yang Yuanqing saw her pink cheeks, apricot eyes, and bright lips. Unconsciously, his heart felt hot. He lowered his head and kissed her red lips, hugging her tighter.
Jiang Peihua was held in her husband's arms and was fascinated by his kiss. Panting, she broke away from his wolf kiss and rested her pink face on his chest. Her heart was pounding like a deer.
"Yuan Qing, let's talk!" Although she was absolutely willing in her heart, thinking that it was daytime, her female reserve made her unwilling to give in easily.
"What did you say?" Yang Yuanqing asked casually, smelling the fragrance of her hair.
"You let me get up first, I feel uncomfortable lying down like this."
Yang Yuanqing's hand loosened slightly, and Jiang Peihua immediately sat up, but was held by his waist, still sitting in his arms. Jiang Peihua knew that he refused to let her get up, and felt helpless, so she whispered: "I made one last night
Weird dream."
"What did you dream about?" Yang Yuanqing put his hand into her skirt and gently stroked her smooth and tender waist muscles.
"I dreamed of a fairy in feathered clothes, holding a milk gourd for me to suck. She said I wanted to have a child. I opened my mouth and sucked on the milk gourd, but the fairy disappeared. Yuan Qing, this dream is very weird.
Do you think I really want to have a child?"
Jiang Peihua simply fell into her arms again, looking at him dimly with almond-shaped eyes, and there was an indescribable resentment and expectation in her beautiful eyes.
Yang Yuanqing knew what she was thinking. She was the same age as him but had no children. This was her biggest heart problem. He felt very fond of Jiang Peihua at this moment, so he gently took off her outer clothes and hugged her tightly.
, kissed her pink lips, and whispered beside her round and delicate earlobes, "This is God's arrangement. It has arranged for you to have a child today. Don't let down God's will..."
"But...wait until night! Okay?"
Yang Yuanqing turned over and pressed her under him, smiled and shook his head, "No! I want it now."
Jiang Peihua's heart melted under Yang Yuanqing's fiery gaze, and she sighed softly, "Hey! You are really my enemy..."
Yang Yuanqing's heart was found, and the study room suddenly became full of joy. The two of them had sex and fell in love to the extreme.
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More than half an hour later, Jiang Peihua quietly came out of Yang Yuanqing's study room. Seeing no one around her, she quickly walked down a long corridor, then walked through a small door and walked quickly towards her yard. Her dress was neat and there was nothing visible.
Abnormal, but the hair is a little messy. Generally, men will not notice these subtle changes, but they cannot escape the eyes of women.
Jiang Peihua did not dare to go back to the courtyard through the main entrance for fear of being discovered by Min Qiu, Chuchen and the others, so she could only sneak back to her courtyard through the side door and comb her hair again.
Jiang Peihua returned to her yard in a panic. Just as she was about to enter the room, someone called her from behind, "Second sister!"
Jiang Peihua turned around and saw her little sister Yang Fangxin, "What's the matter?" Although Jiang Peihua liked this sister very much, he didn't want her to show up at this time.
Yang Fangxin and Jiang Peihua live together. She has gradually become accustomed to the peaceful life in Taiyuan. She reads, draws, feeds fish, chats with Yang Bing, and goes to the countryside together. Her life is peaceful and comfortable. She just
After finishing writing, she was about to go for a walk in the back garden when she saw Jiang Peihua coming back in a hurry. She felt strange and followed her.
Yang Fangxin stepped forward and took a look at Jiang Peihua, feeling even more strange, "Second sister, why are you so flustered?"
Jiang Peihua's face turned red and she said guiltily: "Nonsense, why did I panic?"
"You lied to me!"
Yang Fangxin pouted her little red mouth and said, "You don't walk like this half the time, you walk like this."
Yang Fangxin imitated Jiang Peihua's elegant posture and walked slowly in front of the flower bed, swaying her slender waist slightly, "You walk like this, calm and elegant, and beauties enjoy the flowers, but today you are in a hurry, like a duck."
Yang Fangxin imitated the duck and walked a few steps quickly. She couldn't help but laugh. She came forward with a pretty face and asked with a coquettish smile: "What did the second sister do today? You came back in such a panic.
."
Jiang Peihua blushed even more and pushed her away, "Go! Go! Go! Stop making trouble, I didn't do anything!"
At this time, Jiang Peihua's personal maid stepped forward and bowed, "Madam is back."
"Well! You comb my hair for me, it's messed up by the wind.
Jiang Peihua walked back to the room, but Yang Fangxin followed in, "Second sister, is the wind outside so strong? It actually messed up your hair like this?"
She picked up a jade hairpin from the ground and pretended to be surprised: "Oh my! What kind of wind is this! It actually blew away the jade hairpin."
Jiang Peihua sat on the embroidered pier and asked the maid to comb her hair. She took the hairpin from Yang Fangxin's hand and said helplessly: "My little aunt, please go back to your room and stop bothering me."
Yang Fangxin asked with a smile: "Then tell me why you messed up your hair and why you came back in such a panic. I'll leave if you tell me."
"Hey! I really can't do anything to you, okay! Let me tell you, I was walking in the back garden and accidentally fell. My hair got caught in a bush. I was very embarrassed. I was afraid that people would see the joke, so I ran back in a panic.
, now I’m satisfied!”
"So that's what happened!"
Yang Fangxin looked at her again doubtfully, "But your dress is very clean, it doesn't look like you fell down."
Jiang Peihua was almost driven crazy by her curiosity, "I fell on the grass, okay? When did you see me walking on the dirt?"
Yang Fangxin nodded. She believed it, but she complained a little, "Second sister didn't even call me when she went for a walk in the garden. I was about to go too! If I were here, I could still support you."
Jiang Peihua breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Next time! I will call you next time."
At this time, a maid walked into the yard, holding a phoenix golden hairpin in her hand, and said loudly: "Third madam, the master asked me to send this phoenix golden hairpin, saying that the madam has forgotten it."
The room suddenly became quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of "Goo!", and Yang Fangxin covered her mouth and laughed. She turned around and ran away, shouting with a sweet smile: "I know, I understand!"
Jiang Peihua secretly hated Yang Yuanqing for being so meddlesome. She wanted to send him a hairpin at this time. She quickly called out to Yang Fangxin: "Fangxin, what do you understand?"
Yang Fangxin stopped, turned around, blinked, and smiled slyly: "Now I know why you didn't ask me to go to the garden with you. It's because you are with another person, right?"
Jiang Peihua felt relieved and scolded with a smile: "You little devil, remember, don't go out and talk nonsense!"
"I won't talk about this kind of thing!"
Yang Fangxin stretched out two fingers and compared them, with a smile on her pretty face, "You two must be hiding behind the tree and making love to each other... that's why your hair is messed up."