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

In the main hall of the imperial palace, there were more than a dozen low tables. Some dishes had already been placed on the tables. The eunuchs and maids were busy serving dishes and wine, but they could still feel the tense atmosphere above the main hall.

Yang Jian, who was dressed in court clothes, sat on the dragon chair, without any smile on his face, terribly serious.There were scattered people sitting below, but there were still many vacant seats that were not filled. Yang Lihua's daughter, Yuwen Eying, was happily eating pastries, but when she caught a glimpse of her grandfather's black When I got a face like the bottom of a pot, I didn't even have the courage to hold things.

Yang Lihua held her daughter in her arms, touched her head and smiled comfortingly at her, then picked up a hibiscus cake and put it in her hand, her eyes filled with love and compassion.

"Don't wait!" Yang Jian waved his hand and said angrily, "Eunuch Lin, let's start!"

Dugu Jialuo called Eunuch Lin to stop, gave Yang Jian a contemptuous look, and said, "Everyone is not here, what year is it? The New Year is a gathering of the whole family."

"A big family gathering together?" Yang Jian snorted coldly and turned his face away, "Everyone ran outside without saying a word, and there was no one at the time of the Chinese New Year. Is this still called Chinese New Year? Yang Jun is also true, Going around with Yang Xiu, he's not a kid of any age, he looks pretty cute on weekdays, he must have been instigated by that guy Yang Xiu! He doesn't want to learn from Guang'er, just stay at the house and wait quietly for the new year. "

Dugu Jialuo patted the back of Yang Jian's hand to calm him down, and said: "That's not what they said, the three of them also thought that it would be cool and cold for us Yonger to spend the New Year outside, so we went to add joy, don't you think Is this how affection should be between brothers? You can’t live with us, and having a few of them go means that we’ve been there. What a wonderful thing, why do you get angry?”

Yang Jian was so choked by Dugu Jialuo's words that he couldn't speak, but the anger in his heart still couldn't come out, he could only hold back and stare blankly.

"Qin King Yang Jun, Shu King Yang Xiu, Han King Yang Liang, Princess Xiangguo, Princess Guangping, and Princess Lanling have arrived—" the little eunuch's sharp voice sounded outside the palace gate, and then a group of people rushed in , Seeing the aloof Yang Jian, they knelt down one after another.

"Your minister/baby kowtow to see father and mother."

Dugu Jialuo asked them to get up with a smile, but Yang Jian was not happy, snorted and stared around, seeing them kneeling down again, he felt better.

At least he is still afraid of being a father.

"You still know to come back?"

Yang Ah Wu pushed Yang Liang, Yang Liang glanced at her and poked Yang Xiu, and the last few people looked at Yang Jun in unison.

Yang Jun kowtowed deeply, and said: "Please calm down, the emperor, the children have come back quickly."

In fact, they could have arrived earlier. If Yang Xiu hadn't been drunk that night, they wouldn't have been in such a hurry. After all, he, the older brother, didn't take good care of his younger siblings.

"Come back quickly? Hmph! Do you still know that you are coming back for the New Year?!" Yang Jian slapped the table, causing Dugu Jialuo to stare at him with wide eyes.

Yang Awu was frightened at once. She had never seen Yang Jian get angry before. He has always loved her very much. Even though the anger was not directed at her this time, she was still frightened. , Tears rolled in the eyes immediately.

Dugu Jialuo gently twisted his waist to ease his emotions.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back, hurry up and take your seat, I'll wait for you to come and have a banquet together." She waved to Ah Wu, seeing that she refused to come, Dugu Jialuo motioned for Eunuch Lin to go Inviting her, Yang Ah Wu slowly moved into Dugu Jialuo's arms.

Nestled in Dugu Jialuo's arms, Yang Awu began to act like a baby, saying that he wanted to eat this or that, so that Dugu Jialuo had no time to take care of Yang Jian's not fully recovered emotions.

The musicians began to play music, and the soothing music lingered around the crowd. It was a newly compiled piece, and it had been refined and refined many times because it would also be used in banquets for ministers from various places in the coming year.

Yang Ah Wu ate what was in his mouth, but his eyes were not idle, glancing around.

"Brother Er Huang didn't go this time, it's really a big loss." She muttered in a low voice, but Dugu Jia Luo, who had sharp ears, heard her.Dugu Jialuo asked her with great interest where the loss was, and Ah Wu told her everything she had seen and experienced in detail.

"So, the ingredients for Yong'er's New Year's Eve are still given by the common people?"

Yang Awu nodded, smiling all over his face, something seemed to light up the depths of his eyes, "It's the first time I've seen such a down-and-out elder brother, but he doesn't feel ashamed at all, he looks very happy, and the group of people are also very happy." I like him, and I competed to toast him, and said that if he became the emperor, the Sui Dynasty would be more prosperous."

"Pa——" was the sound of the wine bottle being knocked over. The wine was spilled on the table, and it stayed on the edge of the table for a while, dripping on Dugu Jialuo's skirt.

"Father?" Seeing Yang Jian's absent-minded look, Yang Ah Wu called out, and was surprised to see his ice-cold eyes.

"Why do you..." Dugu Jialuo lowered his head and quickly wiped off the drink on his skirt, and was about to ask him the reason for his gaffe, when he saw a face that made her feel strange, "Your Majesty..."

Yang Jian came back to his senses, quickly recovered his fatherly expression, and ordered Eunuch Lin to remove the food on the table and replace it with brand new ones.He didn't explain his gaffe just now, but turned his attention to the people below, holding a wine bottle to congratulate.Dugu Jialuo looked at his side face, and she was sensitive and careful to draw clues from it without revealing it.

Yang Guang stood up first to toast Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo, and said a lot of blessings, which caused Yang Xiu to snort.

A New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone eats and eats with their own thoughts. It’s a rare family reunion. There is no warmth, no laughter, and the distance between everyone in the empty hall is so long The distance makes the hall look even more indifferent.

Hezhou Governor's Mansion, Yang Yong and others got together after a simple meal. This was the first time they had a face-to-face chat after they came to Hezhou. Even if they didn't know what they were talking about, it was really rare for Yang Yong.

However, the ideal is often beautiful, but the reality is cruel. He has learned what it means to not speculate.Originally, the plan was very good. I was grateful for last year and had a plan for the coming year. However, before I had a good time, Wang Liangyuan said that she was tired and wanted to rest. Ke Jing saw Cheng Ji's burnout and asked her to go back to recuperate. , so there were only three of him, Ke Jing and Yun Zhaoxun left in the room.

In the brazier, the flames licked the firewood, and the firewood made beeping, beeping, beeping, beeping sounds. Ke Jing nestled on the kang, looking down at the ledger, leaving Yang Yong wondering what to say to Yun Zhaoxun.

Too much focus on business, and the talk is all business. When the family can sit down and chat, they find that there is no previous atmosphere.

"Does Your Highness want to listen to the music? How about I play a song as Your Highness?"

"Ah... that's okay." Yang Yong nodded his head hastily, his smile was a little stiff.

Yun Zhaoxun's maid fetched the leather robe for her. She lowered her head and fiddled with it a few times to adjust the timbre. As she slid her fingers across the strings, a series of crisp sounds spread throughout the room.Yang Yong regained his energy immediately, and the way he looked at Yun Zhaoxun changed.He remembered that when he met Yun Zhaoxun for the first time, he was attracted by the sound of her pipa. At that time, she was still studying, but she had already played it very well.He leaned on the fence of her house to watch her play, and he got to know this beautiful girl who can play musical instruments over time.

If it wasn't for that fall, he would not have been called into the house by her servants to see his injuries, and he would not have further contact with her.

"Your Highness laughed, I haven't played for a long time, and I'm a lot unfamiliar." Yun Zhaoxun held the pipa half-hidden, apologetic all over his face.

Yang Yong came to his senses, it turned out that the song was over, he was so immersed in his memories that he forgot to appreciate it.He scratched the back of his head and smirked, "Where, you still play as well as the first time."

Yun Zhaoxun pursed his lips and smiled, a pair of crescent moons were curved, which was really pretty.She specially put on a pink jacket today, and the white fur collar set off her skin like snow. Even after so many years, she is still unparalleled in beauty.

Thinking of the sound of flipping books in the room, Yang Yong's smile froze, remembering that he and Yun Zhaoxun were not the only ones in the room, but there was another person, and just now, he made an obvious mistake.

A wife who is being married by a bright media, a concubine he once loved the most, but praises the woman in front of his wife, even though that woman is his concubine, and she is worthy of being a sister.

Wait, why did he use the word "was"?

Yang Yong's thoughts suddenly became empty. When he was still puzzled by the problems in his mind, Wen De Kejing said.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, you and Sister Yun should go and rest first."

Before the problem was solved, another problem came.Yang Yong frowned and looked at Ke Jing, obviously in the tone of an order to chase away guests, why did he drive him away so early?It's not long before Xu time, are you so tired?

Seeing the bill under her arm, Yang Yong pouted.Well, is it really tiring? A person has to calculate the accounts for a whole year, but he is also very tired, okay?

"Sister Yun, you are tired too, why don't you go back with His Highness first? My sister still has things to do, so I won't see you off."

Handing the pipa to the maid, Yun Zhaoxun stood up and blessed Ke Jing, "The concubine will leave first." After speaking, she cast a glance at Yang Yong.

That glance is full of amorous feelings; that glance contains a thousand words; that glance, silence speaks louder than words.

Yang Yong felt that it was necessary for him to admit that he had been tapped, and the electric current was rushing down from the top of his head in all directions, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.But the question is, follow that and leave this?

No way.Why don't you stay?

Not good either... what should I do?

"Your Highness?" Seeing that he didn't move, Yun Zhaoxun called softly.It could be seen that he was making a decision, even if Ke Jingming asked her to take him to rest, he still had some concerns.

She looked at him, quietly waiting for him, but she couldn't hide the expectation in her eyes at all.Obviously he was so anxious and nervous in his heart, but he still had to pretend to be indifferent. In the past, he would obediently follow her as long as she gave her a look, but that was just the past, and now it is different from before.

After a while, Yang Yong raised his head, as if he had made up his mind. He looked at Ke Jing, who was looking down at the account book, and at Yun Zhaoxun, who was full of expectations, and managed to hold back a sentence from his throat.

"I'd better... go back to my own place..."

Look, what a difficult decision, he made it after thinking about it for a long time, but why did he feel even worse after he said it?

Having more women should actually be a happy thing, but the fact is, sometimes they are not happy...

In the dead of night, the candles in Renshou Palace were still burning. Dugu Jialuo was lying on the bed, nestled in Yang Jian's arms. She was not sleeping soundly. Her eyebrows were tightly knit together, as if she had dreamed something bad.

It was indeed a bad dream. In the dream, she saw a huge stone pressing towards her. She wanted to run away, but her feet seemed to be stuck to something, and she couldn’t move away. She yelled loudly, trying to get someone to come Helping her, she suddenly realized that there was darkness all around, and she was the only one there. She resignedly stared at the stone and smashed her to pieces. After waiting for a long time, there was no expected pain. When she opened her eyes, she found that her shoes had been crushed. Wet with red liquid, then she saw the face of the man who had been stoned.

"No—" She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Yang Jian looking at her worriedly.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Yang Jian asked concerned, "Do you want to drink some water to calm down?"

After taking a few breaths, Dugu Jialuo shook his head with difficulty, grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, my concubine had a nightmare, dreaming that our Yonger was stoned to death in order to save me."

Yang Jian was stunned for a while, then hugged her with a smile, and patted her on the back with his big hands to comfort her, "You, I had this dream because I missed him so much. Didn't you hear what Ah Wu said? Then The people around him support him so much, how could something happen to him?"

"... That's what I said, but I'm still worried about him. You've heard what Ah Wu said. In order to let the people have a good year, he almost failed himself. With his appearance, even if he is not sick, he will give himself up. It's all sick."

Pinching her nose affectionately, Yang Jian said with a smile: "That's why he can win the hearts of the people. As an emperor, how can he get the respect and support of the people without making some sacrifices? He has done a good job."

Dugu Jialuo turned to look at him, and asked for a long time: "The emperor has figured it out, let Yonger inherit your throne?"

The temperature in his eyes cooled instantly, Yang Jian withdrew his hand and said, "Yong'er is still immature, and he is not mature enough to do things, so I don't worry."

"Are you immature?" Dugu Jialuo asked back, no longer talking, only one question could express her meaning.

Yang Yong's progress is obvious to all. His hospitality to the ministers and his ability to do things are all appreciated by the elders in the court. A few days ago, Yang Yong's father-in-law Gao Jiong advised him to pass on the throne to Yang Yong.

"Your Majesty, take Yonger back when it's almost time. In my opinion, it's about the same as the state. It's no problem to hand it over to the local officials. Yonger will have time to help you, and you can relax a bit."

Holding Dugu Jialuo's head and letting her lean against his neck, Yang Jian nodded acquiescingly.