[Sui and Tang Dynasties] Wise husbands emerge from under the whip

Ke Jing's heart trembled slightly.

It was the first time for her to meet eyes that dared to stare at her so unscrupulously. She would naturally not ignore these two eyes after fighting the battlefield for many years. When she looked for those eyes, what she saw was wearing dark blue. , a young handsome man in a round-neck narrow-sleeved gown with a silver trimmed neckline.

Seeing Ke Jing looking over, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly at her, then raised the bronze wine bottle in his hand, and saluted her.

Jin Wang Yang Guang, the man who will eradicate his own brother, kill his father and ascend the throne in the future.

Silently chanting the name that allowed her to be on guard at any time, she also raised the wine bottle in her hand in return, but she didn't kill it as boldly as before, but took a small sip to drink.

Pretend to be a patient, you have to pretend to the end, as long as the etiquette is reached.And now, even if she is not happy being stared at, she can't show any dissatisfaction with him.According to this person's meticulous and cautious character, her words and deeds will only make him pay more attention to her.

Dugu Jialuo, who was sitting beside Emperor Yang Jian, kept looking at his two sons.Ever since Yuanshi suffered a serious illness and her eldest son failed to fulfill his husband's responsibilities, she had some complaints about the eldest son who was the crown prince.

Yuanshi is the concubine she personally chose for Yang Yong. Yang Yong despises Yuanshi, which is tantamount to despising her as a mother and the mother of a country.

Although Yuan Shi had spoken for him before, she still had a stalk in her heart, and she was worried that her son would treat Yuan Shi badly and neglect her.Looking at the beautifully dressed and smiling concubines beside Yang Yong, she was even more angry.

The music played by the musicians gradually decreased, and the dancers began to leave the stage one by one after spinning countless times, leaving a faint fragrance in the air, which was the fragrance that the dancers swayed when they spun, and it was also the fragrance when they left. , what is left of the silk painting hanging in the crook of the arm.

Yang Yong raised his neck and sniffed the scent, his face was intoxicated, he didn't know his mother Dugu Jialuo's eyes that hated iron and steel, so naturally he didn't notice the piece in the hand of his concubine Wang Liangyuan who was about to be strangled by her Spa.

"Speaking of which, Guang'er has reached the age when it's time to talk about marriage," Dugu Jialuo looked at his second son kindly, completely different from the angry she before.She didn't say this casually, but for Yang Yong.Although there are complaints about Yang Yong, but the other party is the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and one day he will inherit the throne, so the hard work of being a mother is that she loves and hates the disobedient child, wishing him well , but he made himself sad because of his ignorance.

It's just that Dugu Jialuo didn't think so many years later. He was useless only because he was useless. No matter how much he helped him, he couldn't become an eagle, and he was still an adou.But, that was many years later.

Yang Guang stood up from his seat, clasped his hands to Dugu Jialuo, and said, "My son, thank you for your mother's care and love, but now that we have not ruled the world in the Sui Dynasty, my son can't add trouble to my father at this juncture." Therefore, Hai'er thinks it's better to focus on the overall situation, and Hai'er really wants to relieve father and queen, so that father and queen can relax."

He was originally a handsome young man, with his imposing gestures, correct accent, and a generous heart. The girls at the table had already been agitated by his words.

When I stayed in my boudoir, I heard most about the talent of the current prince, but I didn't know that the Second Highness Yang Guang was also so outstanding. The key was that he was even more handsome than the prince, and he was still single.May I ask how many men are there who put aside their lifelong affairs for the sake of the country?Such an outstanding young man, such a handsome young man, how can he not make the girls' hearts flutter?

Dugu Jialuo was overjoyed, and her tense face instantly eased. She said kindly, "It's a gift from God to have Ying'er share this responsibility." Ying is Yang Guang's other name, and Dugu Jialuo usually Those who called him Guang'er rarely used this name, except when she was being comforted.

Naturally, it was also the reason this time that she couldn't help calling his nickname.For the matter of the eldest son, she naturally cared less for the second son. Now Yang Guang's answer made her feel a lot relieved, as if something was lost in her life, but God made up for her through other things. sorry.

Maybe in the future, she can't favor Yang Yong so much. Yang Guang is also her son, the son of her and her husband Yang Jian.

"Now is the moment of great joy. How can the empress bring her own family matters to the fore?" Yang Jian, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, smiled and patted Dugu Jialuo's frail shoulders, and leaned over to whisper a few words in her ear until it was amused. She couldn't help laughing, so he let Yang Guang sit down.

"I've heard for a long time that the prince's concubines are all possessing unique skills, but they have never seen them before. Why don't you take advantage of this auspicious day and let me have a glimpse of them?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a square face and a wide forehead. He said he was a middle-aged man, but his age seemed to be over fifty, and his full beard and the deep ravines on his forehead were even more impressive. He just adds a bit of old age.

Ke Jing looked at him, the tone of this person's speech was not to mention arrogant, without distinguishing between superior and inferior.Although women have been inferior to men since ancient times, at least they belong to the prince. Di Liang alone is already a second-rank official. Even the famous eunuchs around the emperor have to save some face for them.

And this person is so presumptuous, who else can there be except He Ruobi?

Kejing made a good decision. This person is He Ruobi, the general manager of Wuzhou and Guangling at that time. Three years ago, because Yang Jian was recommended by Gao Jiong, he was appointed to He Ruobi to deal with Chen's affairs. The purpose of training soldiers is to destroy Chen in one fell swoop.Now seeing that He Louzi has made great achievements and was rewarded by the emperor, even Li Yuan, who is a little younger than him, has made contributions, and let the emperor personally arrange a banquet to celebrate, how can he not be eager to try?

Thinking that if he can destroy Chen Chenggong, what he will get will be a bigger and more lively celebration scene than now, and the excitement in his heart will continue to expand, like soap bubbles being blown up, expanding to a situation that seems real and illusory, just like the present It was not He Lou Ziqian or Li Yuan who was rewarded, but himself.

Wang Liangyuan heard the disrespect in He Ruobi's words, and her expression suddenly dropped.This person, the hatred in her heart is the same as Yuan Shi's in her heart!

Just as she was about to retort, Cheng Ji pulled down her sleeves beside her. She looked over in puzzlement, and saw Cheng Ji shaking her head at her, then Yingying stood up and bowed to He Ruobi lightly.

"My lord, I'm really flattered. Our sisters only know a little bit of superficiality. How can we compare to professional dancers? If we can get together to play together in our spare time, we still can't be in the hall of elegance. Yes, but ah, since my lord invites you so sincerely, I believe everyone is looking forward to it, so naturally we can't ignore everyone's wishes, and the only one among us who can move forward is Sister Yuan. The most outstanding one among the sisters." As she spoke, she looked at Ke Jing with a smile.

Wang Liangyuan suddenly realized, and wanted to ask Cheng Ji why he stopped her. It turned out that he was spreading this hot potato.

But this trick is really perfect. Since entering the East Palace, she has never seen Yuanshi have any special talents. Now that Cheng Ji has made such a move, and she is the crown princess, even if she is angry in her heart, she can't How about performing in front of everyone, how can it be a good show?

Faced with many gazes, Ke Jing stopped delivering sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, glanced at Cheng Ji meaningfully, and then stood up as well.

"Yuan'er..."

There was worry on Dugu Jialuo's face, and Ke Jing could see clearly that it was real worry.

"If you go back to the emperor, the little girl is still recuperating, so I'm afraid it's not suitable."

Ke Jing was a little surprised that there was someone besides Dugu who spoke for her. After thinking about it, it was not difficult to guess the identity of that person.

With a thin figure and a face full of righteousness, even after middle age, you can still see the beauty of youth.Ke Jing realized that this was the first time she had faced Yuan's biological father, Yuan Xiaoju.

There are not many records about this person in the history books, and they are mentioned in a few words. They only say that he is a loyal minister, and then there is a blank.The father who was able not to visit his daughter during her illness suddenly spoke for her at this time. He couldn't say that he didn't care about his child, he could only say that what he pretended in his heart was the world and the people.

She admires such a person, but also hates such a person; she admires such a person, but also hates such a person, because her father, Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, was like this.

"Father, my child is willing to perform for the show and cheer everyone up." Without any excuses or hypocrisy, she walked through the crowd, walked up to the guard standing at the door, and asked for a saber.

Dugu Jialuo looked at her in disbelief. Yuanshi's body was not fully recovered, but now it's not dancing or playing the piano, but... dancing with a sword.At this moment, apart from worry, Dugu Jialuo's eyes were also mixed with anger.

Anger at Yang Yong.

There are many wives and concubines, so there are many disputes. Jealousy among women is a must-play in the family. There is only one husband, but there are more than one wives and concubines. Women can stay longer at home for the sake of their husbands, and former good sisters can also turn against each other.Even through the ages, it is not a big deal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but as a woman, Dugu Jialuo, who is spiritually obsessed with emotions, naturally knows to share the pain of her husband with another woman.

That's why she made a weak request to Yang Jian not to set up three concubines and not to set up a harem.

That's why she felt sorry for the Yuan family and vented her anger on Yang Yong.

"Father, my child is willing to sing poems for... my concubine."After a brief pause, Yang Yong still uttered the two very familiar words in his daily life.What else can he do?The queen mother's eyes were spitting fire, if he didn't pay any attention, he might not be able to escape the punishment in the end.

Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Instead of suffering from flesh and blood, it is better to be smart and not to fight against the queen.

But in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to use the word "love concubine" to Yun'er... He scratched his hair with a very melancholy expression.

After explaining some things to the musicians, Ke Jing stood in the center of the hall, before waiting for the musicians to play, she held a sword flower.The light from the temple flowed on the sword body, flickering with her movements, refracting the light, so that people had to close their eyes.

The musicians looked at each other, picked up their instruments, and played music in line with Ke Jing's movements.

One pick, one stab, one turn, one bend, there is no fierceness of a warrior, nor the softness of a dancer, but it is this kind of amorous feelings between sharpness and softness, this kind of posture that can't fall down, which is unique. taste.

Yang Yong only came back to his senses when Bai Huanghuang and Leng Sensen's sword head stabbed towards him, but at this time, Ke Jing had already danced with his sword for a while.Realizing that he was fascinated by watching, he was embarrassed and annoyed.It's not that I haven't seen Wujian before, how could I be fascinated by it?But thinking that he still had a task ahead of him, he put aside the annoyance in his heart and recited his own poem.

The combination of sword, poetry, and music added a new element to the sword dance this time, especially Yang Yong's poetic talent, which really made people witness his extraordinary talent, and the sword dance with Ke Jing made the relationship between each other even more exciting. Reached the first wordless tacit understanding.

"It seems that Yong'er and Yuan'er are not as incompatible as the rumors say." Yang Jian leaned close to Dugu Jialuo's ear and said.

Dugu Jialuo squinted at him, but didn't say anything but just snorted coldly from the tip of his nose to express her dissatisfaction.

What knows a son like a father, she feels that this father doesn't know her son at all!