Only when Yang Hao went to the Golden Palace did he realize that he had accidentally been promoted again. However, no matter how high the official was, he still had to work for others. Is Zhao Pu's official high? He just stopped doing it. Yang Hao has now made up his mind. Starting his own business, he didn't take Zhao Kuangyin's reward seriously.
After thanking the emperor for his kindness, he went down to the Golden Palace. As soon as he left the Meridian Gate, Yang Hao saw Zhu'er and Xiu'er driving a carriage, waiting outside the palace gate.
"Pig!"
Yang Hao quickly walked up to meet him, but Zhuer pulled him aside and whispered: "Why are you back again? Where are Yanyan and the others?"
Yang Hao sighed: "It's hard to describe in one sentence. Let's talk about it in detail later. Uh...how is Miaomiao doing now?"
"Miaomiao she...she..." Zhu'er couldn't say anything. He turned around and glanced at Xiu'er as if asking for help. Yang Hao was confused: "What's wrong with Miaomiao?"
Xiu'er said with a sullen face: "Sir, ever since I learned that you died in Jiangnan, Miss Miaomiao was extremely sad. Later, she wore sackcloth and mourning, secluded herself in her room, went on a hunger strike, and committed suicide in order to clear her mind."
"What?" Yang Hao's face turned pale: "She... why is she so stubborn? Now... how is she now?"
Zhu'er said coquettishly: "What else can be done? Of course...of course..."
Xiu'er said: "Miss Miaomiao committed suicide on hunger strike after dismissing the servants in the palace. My senior brother collected the body for her. Originally, she had chosen a cemetery outside the city to be buried, and I got the news that you are still alive, so Now she is still in the morgue, thinking... you may want to see her for the last time..."
"What?" Yang Hao was furious and punched Xi Zhu'er out: "Asshole, I entrusted her to my most trustworthy brother. Is this how you take care of her?"
Xiu'er is not angry that Yang Hao treats Miaomiao like this and wants to vent her anger. What she did today was all her idea. , being offended by both sides, and feeling guilty, he did not resist, but was punched out by Yang Hao.
He was so thick-skinned that he didn't care. Xiu'er was not happy to see his sweetheart being beaten. While helping Xue Liang up, he sneered: "If a person wants to die, who can stop her? Don't blame yourself, blame my senior brother." do what?"
Yang Hao's heart was burned, and he said miserably: "Blame me, blame me, of course you blame me. But you... you... you..."
He pointed at Xi Zhu'er, no longer trying to cover up: "Since you saw her seeking death, why didn't you tell her the truth?"
Xiu'er said coldly: "Do you think you are a living Bodhisattva? Miss Miaomiao originally wanted to die as a martyr, but after hearing the truth, she became even more disheartened, had no desire to survive, and no longer wanted to live. "
Yang Hao asked curiously: "How could it be? She...she..." He suddenly understood, jumped on the carriage, and drove towards his house.
Zhu'er got up and said with a guilty conscience: "Xiu'er, is it a bit... too much for us to treat Haozi like this?"
Xiu'er said calmly: "What's too much? What does Yang Hao think of himself? Isn't it great? What he gives to others must be favors and charity? No matter whether they want it or not, no matter how much the couple feels for him How much humiliation is this for a girl with deep thoughts? Humph! If you don’t teach him a lesson, he really thinks of himself as a person.”
Zhu'er said coquettishly: "But... but my brother... actually has good intentions. Besides... Miss Miaomiao doesn't want to hide it from him, so why do you bother to do so."
Xiu'er stared with almond-shaped eyes and said: "Miaomiao is used to being bullied by him, so she doesn't dare to offend him. Why should I be afraid of him? Huh! This is my idea. Don't cry like a dead father. Let's go." Hurry up, let's go and see the excitement, it will make him sad too, that's why I let out such a bad breath!"
Yang Hao rushed home in one breath, jumped out of the car and rushed into the courtyard. Sure enough, there was no servant. The courtyard was deserted, not even a sparrow. Yang Hao felt even more panicked, and rushed into the hall to take a look. I saw that the hall was empty, with elegiac couplets hanging high, a big word "Die" in the middle, a coffin under the incense table, and a tablet on the incense table that read "The spiritual place of the Lin family of Yangmen".
Yang Hao was completely stupid. He came from a later generation, and many of his thoughts and opinions were different from those of people of this era. Most of his things he did were only concerned about the results and did not care about the means. In his time, things like fake divorce for a house and fake marriage for a green card were There are endless stories, but they are just a means. Pretending to get married and giving her a huge family fortune as a gift is definitely a gift. How could she regard it as a humiliation and become disheartened after learning the truth that her death was faked? , more cute and willing to die?
Yang Hao was heartbroken and threw himself on the coffin, stroking the lid of the coffin with his hand, thinking that Miaomiao was now a young girl in her prime, but he was forcing her to death because of what he thought was a gift. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken. She cried with tears: "Miaomiao, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Why are you so stupid? When you waited for me to come back, even if you beat me and scolded me, I didn't complain. Why?" I want to seek death, why..."
When Zhu'er and Xiu'er arrived, Yang Hao was lying on the coffin, holding Xu Xu in his mouth and talking for who knows how long. Zhu'er couldn't bear to look at it, coughed, rubbed his hands and said: "Haozi, this matter is actually... um !”
His ribs were pinched hard by Xiu'er, which interrupted his words. Yang Hao stroked the coffin without looking back, gritting his teeth and said: "You pig, I entrust her to you. Is this how you take care of her? Get out of here, I don’t want to see you now!"
Zhu'er touched his nose and said coquettishly: "But... Miss Miaomiao..."
"How is she?" Yang Hao suddenly turned around and yelled: "She is my Yang Hao's woman. I will take care of the funeral of course! If it weren't for the fact that you are my brother, I would not be polite to you now. ,go out."
Seeing him lose his temper, Xue Liangtou was really frightened and hurriedly agreed, but hesitated but did not go out.
"Bang!"
When Yang Hao heard this, he was furious: "You dead pig, you farted in the mourning hall and blasphemed the souls of the dead!"
"I didn't, I didn't," Xizhu'er waved his hands quickly and secretly looked at Xiu'er. Xiu'er was so angry that his eyebrows stood up. He pinched his waist with both hands and yelled like a big teapot: "What are you looking at? I know how to fart." As loud as you?"
"Bang!"
There was another sound, coming from the direction of Yang Hao. Zhu'er and Xiu'er turned to him at the same time, Xiu'er said: "Oh... you fart yourself and you are blaming others..."
"Bang!"
There was another sound. Yang Hao heard the sound coming from behind him and turned around quickly. Hearing that the sound came from inside the coffin, he couldn't help but be surprised and surprised. When he heard another sound coming from the coffin, Yang Hao immediately Pounced forward.
After all, he had a lot of experience and was used to seeing dead people. In addition, he was not afraid of exploding corpses in broad daylight. As soon as he touched the coffin lid before it was nailed, Yang Hao immediately raised his arms and pushed hard, and the coffin lid "boomed"
"I was pushed away with a sound.
In the coffin, Miaomiao was tied up like a rice dumpling, lying straight in the coffin. I don’t know how much effort it took for her to squirm to the side of the coffin. Her forehead was bruised, maybe
It was because she touched the coffin with her forehead that her mouth was stuffed
She had a large ball of cloth on her face and her pink cheeks were bulging, because the coffin was suddenly pushed open and bright light came in, making her eyes narrow involuntarily, but she tried her best to look at Yang Hao with her eyes wide open, her face
With a sweet smile on her face and sweet tears in her eyes...
Yang Hao gasped and slowly turned to Xue Liang. Zhuer subconsciously took a step back and said with a dry smile: "Haozi..."
Yang Hao narrowed his eyes: "Zhu'er, were you the one who told me that Miaomiao died?"
"This... this..." Zhu'er suddenly turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran: "It's none of my business, Xiu'er said he wanted to make you sad..."
"But you are my fucking brother!" Yang Hao yelled, and he picked up a copper candlestick from the incense table and hit him in the crook of the leg. Xinzhu'er fell down in the yard and finally got up while rubbing his knee.
, he saw Xiu'er standing in front of him, smiling and saying: "Betray me? Huh?"
"No... wow!" Seeing Xiu'er's boot soles being stepped down hard, Zhu'er yelled and covered his fat face...
This is Miaomiao's belated wedding night.
When she held her waist-length hair in one hand, held her shoes in the other, stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, and walked into Yang Hao's bedroom shyly but bravely, she thought of everything she had done for herself.
, Yang Hao had to admit that this beautiful and delicate girl was qualified to be the hostess of this room.
However, this hostess is really too immature now. She has a shy and innocent face, sharp shoulders, and a thin chest and abdomen. Although she has a thin waist and a grasshopper belly, her buttocks are definitely not plump and round.
Degree..., Dong'er, Yan Yan's Year
She is not too old, but at least she is an adult, and Miaomiao... Looking at her immature little face, even though Yang Hao has been in this era for a few years and has gradually accepted the concepts of this era, he still feels...
In the feeling of crime.
Under the soft clothes, the smooth and youthful elastic body exuded a fatal attraction. Yang Hao could hardly restrain himself. When he saw the mist of humiliation gradually filling Miaomiao's eyes, he had to provoke her.
The lovable little girl held her in his arms and loved her freely. This was the love she deserved.
She is handsome, her sweet and pretty expression is very cute, completely different from the gentle and charming style of a doll. Miaomiao has the feeling of an underage girl full of youthful vitality. The word "style" is different from her.
Even so, if a woman is under a certain age and has not gone through a certain amount of experience, she will not be able to do anything by force.
Amorous; if a man is under a certain age and has not gone through a certain amount of experience, he will not be able to taste the charm of a woman. But for a man, the fatal attraction does not have to be all kinds of charm, as delicate and cute as Miaomiao.
Girls, when they snuggle into your arms like a cat, how many of them can withstand the temptation?
Yang Hao kissed her, caressed her, and lay in his arms. Miao Miao's body softened, and she moaned briefly and softly, with an extremely charming flavor. Her hair was spread out, and her young face was
Her little face also showed a bit of charm, and her half-open eyes were full of water. She looked at her man sweetly and contentedly, looking forward to the most important moment. But although Yang Hao was already aware of the little man beneath him
The child's body reaction was ready, but he still could not muster the courage to enter the hall and alley with his sword in hand.
So, he tried his best to distract himself and thought hard: "Mu Yu should have arrived at Yanmen Pass, right? He will go to Honglu Temple tomorrow to see how the negotiations with the Khitan are going. It is best to find an opportunity to go to the Khitan and his party.
If there is no suitable opportunity, then I have no choice but to create it myself. 'Feiyu' will probably get in touch with me right away, right?"
"Officer, what are you thinking about?" Miaomiao opened her almond-shaped eyes and looked at him vaguely, but her tone was filled with resentment. Women are very intuitive animals, and Yang Hao's dual purpose of distraction,
It immediately caught her attention. No girl would be happy if she found out that her man was so distracted while being intimate with her.
Yang Hao secretly screamed with shame, and said covertly: "Ah..., I was thinking that during the expedition to the south of the Yangtze River, the King of Jin commanded the three armies as the governor of Kaifeng. It was so majestic. I thought that I was born in the army, if I had the opportunity to command
Isn’t it also very majestic to lead an army and fight on the battlefield?”
Miaomiao saw that his words were insincere and glanced at him angrily, her cheeks suddenly turned red...
"Miaomiao, you...what are you doing?" Yang Hao's voice became hoarse and his breathing became heavy.
Miaomiao had been lying there, boneless and limp, as if she was at his mercy, but where did Miaomiao come from? It wasn't that she didn't understand things in the boudoir, but it was just the first night at her daughter's house that she felt she should
It's her duty to be more reserved and let the officials take what they ask for. But... how can she endure her own officials' desperate look? Does this wedding night have to be like hiring someone from time to time?
Will she have to die again to get Yang Hao to agree?
When Yang Hao asked, Miaomiao replied with some resentment: "Since the official wants to be a general, now that we are facing a dangerous pass, why doesn't the general mount his horse to break through the pass and charge into the battle?"
"I..., uh..." Miaomiao asked, her hands tightened at the same time, and Yang Hao's waist straightened up. However, seeing her clearly still very immature appearance, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel discouraged, and had to eat.
He responded: "This general is thinking..., er... thinking, how to defeat others without fighting..."
Miaomiao glanced at him with her pretty eyes, which were so moist that they were almost overflowing with water. She replied in a charming voice: "Thirteen of Sun Tzu's chapters are for war. If there is no war, there must be war. The general has been slow to mount his horse.
Come on, little girl, how do you know, General, whether you...are capable of defeating an enemy without fighting?"
Miao Miao, a wonderful person in a true boudoir.
Yang Hao sweated profusely when he heard this and stammered: "This...this...the enemy army is weak and vulnerable. I, the general...the general, can't bear to attack..."
Miaomiao became more and more courageous. She gave him a charming look and said with a charming look: "It's okay if you don't do such a kind-hearted and useless general. Look at the Yinu family, it's better for my officials to be your civil servants."
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"Okay, haha, it's good to be a civil servant," Yang Hao smiled dryly.
Miaomiao bit her lower lip, her face became even redder, as if it was on fire, and she said delicately: "Even if you want to be a civil servant, you must 'take the imperial examination', 'qualify as a Jinshi', 'enter the Golden Palace', and 'pass the imperial examination'.
Only then can I become the 'white jade pillar holding up the sky' and the 'purple golden beam bridging the sea', and achieve great success, officials, don't you think so?"
Yang Hao couldn't help but laugh, such a knowledgeable and interesting person.
He put aside his worries and said softly: "Okay, then, your family's master, now you will be a Jinshi, enter the Golden Palace, pass the imperial examination, become the white jade pillar that supports the sky, and the purple gold beam that bridges the sea. Madam, you will have to endure this...
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When Zhao Guangyi returned to Kaifeng, he knew that Kaifeng governor Zhao Guangmei handed over the seal. Zhao Guangyi was still the parent official of Bianliang City. His position as commander was originally a wartime position. At this time, all the troops returned to their base camps, and the military power was naturally relieved.
But through this battle, Zhao Guangyi not only established his own military merit and prestige in the Song Dynasty, but the ice between him and the Forbidden Army also began to melt. He was the commander-in-chief of this southern expedition to defeat the Tang Dynasty, so it was natural that he should do it.
Prepare battle lists, narrate battle achievements, and ask the emperor for merit and rewards for generals.
Through this incident, he actually gained a relationship of communication with the military generals, which was enough. As long as the military showed concern and some support for him, that was enough. He did not need to be in control all the time.
He knew that military power was impossible. It was impossible for anyone except the emperor in the entire Song Dynasty.
But what does that matter? He has never thought about raising an army to rebel and seize the throne of his eldest brother, at least not yet. With the conscience of heaven and earth, he only wants to rely on his military exploits, the reputation he has established, and his broader and far-reaching influence on the government and the public.
, just to force the emperor's brother to think carefully about establishing the crown prince.
After all the generals were awarded and the three armies were rewarded, the civil and military officials wrote to the emperor and began to celebrate the emperor's merits. Just as Luo Gong said before launching the army, no matter how much credit others have made, the greatest crown of illustrious military achievements must be worn on the emperor's head.
on.
At the morning meeting, the three prime ministers led the civil and military officials to write to the emperor, requesting him to "unify peace". Zhao Kuangyin refused. The civil and military officials were not surprised. Of course, the emperor had to be humble, so he invited again and resigned. Three invitations, three
Words.
The civil and military officials are a little confused at this time. According to convention, it is forbidden to repeat again and again. The emperor cannot resign more than twice. The emperor has resigned three times. Does he really not want to add a title?
At this time, Zhao Kuangyin spoke: "Yan and Jin have not been restored, can it be said that they are unified and peaceful?"
All the civil and military officials suddenly realized that it turned out that His Majesty the Emperor was once again concerned about the territory of the Sixteenth State of Youyun and the Northern Han Kingdom. His ambition... ah, no, his ambition was really not small, but... he had just conquered the Tang Kingdom, and now the Song Dynasty could fight continuously.
What?
Zhao Kuangyin also announced to the ministers: "Shi Jingtang ceded Youji to bribe the Khitan, leaving the people of this area alone in the outside world. I feel very sorry for him. Now I am building a feudal pile storehouse, accumulating money, and redeeming my land from the Khitan people. If they refuse, I will
I will use this wealth and silk to recruit warriors from all over the world to conquer it."
The Khitan is now a powerful country. The Khitan emperor can't exchange a bunch of glass balls for an Indian chief in New York, and if he accumulates millions of money, the Khitan can cede half of the country? Who would believe Zhao Kuangyin's nonsense?
, who would believe that the Khitan emperor would be stupid enough to ask for eggs and hand over a laying hen? Everyone understands that this is just Zhao Kuangyin's pretense of "I want to be benevolent and righteous". He must defeat Youyun Sixteen Provinces.
However, Song Dynasty had just been established for more than ten years and had just annexed the entire fertile land of the Central Plains. He needed time to digest these newly occupied territories, appease the people there, and recuperate his army. For the time being, he had no intention of starting a war with the Khitan.
It will take several years to fully store military expenses, right?
After hearing this, Zhao Guangyi was gearing up and hoped that he could lead the army again in the Northern Expedition. He had never personally led an army before, and this was his first time to attack the Tang Dynasty. After this battle, he found that fighting was nothing more than that. He was well-trained and well-prepared.
Under the iron heel of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty, the enemy was vulnerable to a single blow. If he could capture the merits of the Northern Expedition again, then no one would be able to steal the heir to the throne from him.
However, in his excitement, he completely failed to pay attention to the meaningful glance cast by the imperial brother sitting high on the throne. Zhao Kuangyin was already preparing to launch a counterattack against his brother's aspiration to win the throne...
The dedicated Yang Hao rushed to Honglu Temple early in the morning to report.
How could Miaomiao, who had just inherited Pogua, stand up to his killing blows? Miaomiao turned into a puddle of water and a puddle of mud under him, but Yang Hao had not yet exerted one-third of his fighting power. He
I felt sorry for Miaomiao's tender age, fearing that her delicate body would be unbearable, but I didn't dare to hurt her just for my own enjoyment, so I had to waste my endless energy on work.
In one morning, Yang Hao read all the information and credentials related to the Khitan during this period. As expected, due to the civil strife in the Khitan during this period, Empress Xiao also wanted to settle the matter and temporarily negotiate with the Song Dynasty, so her tone was unusual.
Peaceful, while the Song Dynasty is in the process of its southern expedition and has no intention of advancing northward. Both sides have the intention to resolve the dispute peacefully. The Shandong side has suffered a hidden loss to the Khitan. The two sides have almost reconciled. If Yang Hao wants
As an envoy to Khitan, there is no excuse for the time being.
Yang Hao thought to himself: "As expected, it seems that it is the right place to send Mu Yu to Yanmen Pass in advance. If I can't find an excuse, I will make one myself. Judging from the current situation of Khitan and Song Dynasty, the conflict I created is
It can definitely be resolved by peaceful means within a controllable range, which is in the interest of both parties. I am Shaoqing Honglu. The son of King Qing of the Khitan rebellion died in my hands. I will be the envoy.
The best candidate for Khitan to meet Empress Xiao."
While he was thinking about it, Jiao Haitao ran in and said excitedly: "Haha, sir, as expected, as expected, as soon as you come here, good things will happen one after another..."
