Facing the new dignitary Yuwen Chenglong, Yang Zhao, as the prince, felt quite confused.
On the one hand, Yang Zhao's biological sister, Princess Nanyang, married Yuwen Chenglong's second uncle Yuwen Shiji. Based on this relationship, Yang Zhao is one generation older than Yuwen Chenglong and can be regarded as Yuwen Chenglong's uncle.
But on the other hand, Yuwen Chenglong seems to be confused with Princess Leping, Yang Zhao's biological aunt.
Rumor has it that Yuwen Chenglong is Princess Leping's adopted son-in-law. However, the Leping Princess Mansion did not intend to refute the rumors. Instead, they openly took Yuwen Chenglong into the Leping Princess Mansion to live there for a long time.
If the rumors are true, then Yuwen Chenglong will become Yang Zhao's cheap uncle!
Based on various known situations, Yang Zhao discovered that the possibility of the second situation occurring is as high as 99%!
What's more, although he has only been an official for a few days, Yuwen Chenglong has already gained a great reputation in the court!
He even dared to burn down the Youpushe Mansion, and even publicly threatened to ask old man Su Wei to move to the mass grave. How can such a person be so tough and tough!
Therefore, when facing Yuwen Chenglong alone, even as the prince, Yang Zhao still felt very nervous!
Hearing that Yuwen Chenglong asked for tea, Yang Zhao quickly sat down, respectfully picked up the tea bowl, drank it like a cow, and drank it all in one breath! Finally, he showed the bottom of the empty tea bowl to Yuwen Chenglong,
Looking at Yuwen Chenglong, it means, "Boss, I drank them all, are you satisfied?"
"Has this kid not drank water for half a year? Why is he so thirsty?" Thinking in his heart, Yuwen Chenglong gestured to a Jiehua guard next to him with his eyes.
After receiving Yuwen Chenglong's instructions, the Weihua guards quickly stepped forward and filled a cup of tea for His Highness Yang Zhao again.
"Still drinking!" Yang Zhao muttered in his heart, "What does this cheap uncle mean? Does he think that the prince's attitude just now was not sincere enough?"
Although he was a little puzzled, Yang Yong's hands were not idle. He picked up the tea bowl, gulped it down, and drank it all in one breath!
Seeing that the child seemed very thirsty, Yuwen Chenglong had no choice but to order someone to pour tea for His Royal Highness again.
What Yuwen Chenglong was thinking was, "No matter why His Highness the Crown Prince is here, our Princess Mansion can't even deny people enough tea, right?"
One is enthusiastic about hospitality, thinking that the other person is thirsty, so he keeps ordering people to pour tea; the other is an honest child, thinking that the other person is testing his attitude towards his elders, and drinks without hesitation.
The two of them competed hard, but the little fat guy Yang Zhao suffered a lot!
By the way, when Yang Zhao was a child, he was also a character who could smell and cover farts under the covers. Yang Zhao could deflect a crossbow that usually required two strong men to pull it apart by himself!
Although Yang Zhao's martial arts value is not low, in ordinary life, Yang Zhao is very low-key, has a gentle personality, and never gets angry. Even if he meets someone who has committed a heinous crime, the most Yang Zhao can say is, "This is so wrong!"
He is such a good old man, but he mysteriously became obese.
Now Yang Zhao has just passed the age of 20, and his height is only about six feet (one foot in Sui Dynasty is 29.6cm), but Yang Zhao's weight has already exceeded two hundred kilograms, and he is making great strides towards the three hundred kilograms mark.
To this day, even Yang Zhao himself clearly feels that he cannot bear the load of such a heavy weight!
Because, even in the most ordinary walk, Yang Zhao could not go more than a hundred feet, and would have to stand still and pant for a while, and the sweat on his body was like running water, and it was dripping!
He was already weak and a little nervous. After drinking water one after another at this moment, Yang Zhao already started to sweat from the hollow nose and temples in just a moment!
Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince had drank more than ten cups of tea in succession, Yuwen Chenglong finally realized that something was wrong!…
"It's already October. Why is this guy still sweating outside?"
Thinking in his mind, Yuwen Chenglong hesitated for a moment, then tentatively said, "Your Highness, are you very thirsty? Why do you keep drinking water? Or do you have something to hide?"
Hearing this, Yang Zhao almost had the urge to cry, and thought to himself, "Didn't you let me drink this? Otherwise, would I be able to do this? It's not like my prince's mansion can't afford tea, so he ran away.
You keep pouring tea into your stomach! Do you think I am stupid?"
Of course, this was just Yang Zhaozai's secret curse in his stomach, but he did not dare to say it in front of this notorious and cheap uncle.
Yang Zhao was indeed not stupid. He thought about it secretly and came to his senses!
I haven't offended this cheap uncle, and he can't get into trouble with me, so I guess I just misunderstood him!
Since it was a misunderstanding, Yang Zhao could only hold his nose and admit that he was unlucky!
Clamping his thighs and resisting the urge to open the gate and let out the water, Yang Zhao let a smile like an old chrysanthemum bloom on his fat face, and he spoke in a flattering voice, "Uncle! You are my biological uncle!"
This time, you must help me! Otherwise, my nephew will be doomed!"
Being called "uncle" by Yang Zhao, his heart felt as if he had eaten honey. Yuwen Chenglong half-squinted his eyes, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Although it was quite comfortable to be flattered, Yuwen Chenglong did not agree to anything randomly, but said vaguely, "Huh? What's the matter? Let's talk about it."
"Of course my nephew and I are following my uncle in moving the capital to Luoyang! Please give me some kind words in front of my aunt and my father. My nephew will never forget my uncle's great kindness!"
"Oh, that's it!" He squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the table for a long time. Only then did Yuwen Chenglong speak again, "Your Highness, I wonder if I can ask you why you don't want to be stationed in Daxing?"
City?"
"You must know that Daxing City is the place where the late emperor Longxing was born, and it has extraordinary significance. After His Majesty moves eastward, as long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stays in Daxing, Daxing City, even Yongzhou, and even Liangzhou will be affected.
The military and political power has all fallen into the hands of His Highness the Crown Prince! This is a rare and lucrative position!"
"What's more, the title of His Highness the Crown Prince has been determined. As long as His Highness the Crown Prince does not do anything unethical, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty will definitely support His Highness as an orthodox person. At that time, the Queen will be the support inside and there will be civil and military groups outside.
I am my wing, even if some people are unwilling to do so, your status as the crown prince cannot be shaken!"
"As for the people of Yong and Liang, if one or two capable officials serve as assistants to His Highness the Crown Prince and manage the two places well, it will be equivalent to laying a solid foundation for His Highness. That is, even if the DPRK
If there is a change, doesn’t His Highness also have room for advancement and retreat?”
"With all these benefits, why does Your Highness insist on following His Majesty in moving the capital to Luoyang?"