Acting in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Yang Yi, who had been in a coma for several days, woke up. Without saying a word, he tore open the interlayer of his clothes tremblingly, and took out a bloody book, which was also a letter for help.The letter sent by Duo Jishi to the Great Wall is almost exactly the same except for the people involved, and Qionghua has seen it, and it is all written by Yang Shu.Of course, the villain in Yang Yi's clothes is Du Jishi.

"It should be true that the two Turkic princes are fighting for the throne, but they are now at a stalemate, and neither one is willing to give in. Dujishi wants to trick the court into supporting him." Yu Wencheng looked at the two almost identical letters on the table. , You can probably see some tricks.

Most of Qionghua's understanding of Turks comes from the books she read here, and she has almost no idea of ​​what will happen after the normal track, but she can also imagine that if the prince succeeds in ascending the throne, the court will only suffer from being dumb , and the princess became the new khan's Ketun according to the custom, and everyone would pretend to be in peace on the surface for a while.She thought for a while, "The most important thing now is to get in touch with Sister Ashu first and discuss the best way."

Qionghua has a simple idea about this matter, if the letter brought by Yang Yi is completely out of Yang Shu's original intention, then no matter what, it will pull Duo Jishi down.Of course, the best result is that when the matter develops, whoever Yang Shu prefers to be the new Khan King will be pushed to be the new Khan King, but it seems a little difficult to implement.Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of the maid who delivered the medicine next door throwing the bowl, and Yang Yi, who had woken up from serious injuries, disappeared.

She looked at Yu Wencheng: If he couldn't let go of his sister and ran back, he would undoubtedly find a dead end.

At this time, there was no time to investigate how the guards neglected their duties, and the most important thing was to bring people back.

On the canal, boats with carved beams and painted buildings in twos and threes carried dignitaries and dignitaries, and carried the harem beauties along the river.The river is surrounded by martial law, and the people on the bank can't get close at all. They can only stop at the most dazzling emperor's dragon boat from a distance, or admire the wealth of the heavenly family, or lament the extravagance and extravagance, pointing at each other.

"Internal troubles, external troubles. It's still clean here!" Yang Guang rested on Xiao Meiniang's lap, waiting for the beauty to feed him the peeled lychee.

Xiao Meiniang intentionally teased him, raised her hand not to let him eat easily, and said with a sweet smile: "Tu Jue thinks there is nothing to worry about. If Ran Gan dies of illness, it is just that he is unlucky. Wait for the princes to fight for themselves, Xin Khan succeeded to the throne, and Princess Yicheng is still there, and they live in peace. I heard people say that even if Princess He is dead, the graveyard will promote the relationship between the two places."

"I hope so. Fortunately, she was the one who was chosen at the time. She came out of the prison and was sealed as a princess and married. Instead, I should be grateful to Dade. If I really found a delicate flower, it would not fade in a few days, or I would inevitably feel resentment when encountering such a thing. " Yang Guang grabbed Xiao Meiniang's white and tender wrist, bit off the lychee with his slender hand, and looked at the delicate face of the court lady kneeling on the couch holding the bucket of jasper slag, and asked her name with a teasing smile.

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The sun shines on the vast grassland, and the sheep in the distance are bleating, as if they are spiritual, listening to the sound in the tent, they know to hide farther away.

Yang Yi, who ran back to the house arrest camp and wanted to take his sister away, was caught. Yang Shu threw vases, pens and inkstones all over the floor at Du Jishi, but it was of no avail.The red-eyed Turkic prince stepped on Yang Yi's leg, yelled, and was about to stab it with his long thorn. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door curtain. Stinging, his eyes went black, he closed his eyes and fell down.

Seeing that it was safe, Yuwen Chengdu made a stop and gave way.

Seeing someone coming, Yang Shu hurriedly wiped away her tears and straightened her clothes.

Seeing her haggard and desolate, Qionghua couldn't help feeling guilty, she approached a little, and before she had time to say a word, she was suddenly splashed with blood, she turned around subconsciously and hugged something to hide, not daring to look there again.It turned out that it was Yang Yi who staggered up, picked up the bayonet on the ground without a sound, panted and slashed at the unconscious Du Jishi, as if he had thousands of resentments towards him.The latter stared and wailed, with blood overflowing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and then he just remained motionless and lost his life in a daze.

"You, what are you doing!" Yang Shu was also horrified, and pulled her younger brother away, "Crazy?"

Yang Yi pointed at the dead body on the ground and shouted back, "Damn him!"

The three simple words made Qionghua dare not imagine what Yang Yi went through, or what he did to Yang Shu in front of Duo Jishi.He didn't think about the possible consequences of this incident, he just wanted that person to die.Before discussing right and wrong, Qionghua calmed down a little, and began to think about the current situation. The Turkic prince who was the most hopeful successor to the Khan died at the hands of the younger brother of Khan Kedun and Princess Heqin, and the end became a big problem.

"What should I do?" She let go of Yu Wencheng who was holding her in a hurry just now, she really lost her mind for a while.

Originally, knocking Du Jishi unconscious was just an act of saving people in a hurry, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen in the short moment of trying to get out of the way.Regardless of the relationship between the successor of the Turkic Khan and the prince, there is every reason to use this as an excuse to set off a bloody storm.He thought for a while, then Fang said: "The worst outcome is nothing more than a war."

"No matter what, don't hurt their siblings." Qionghua bluntly said her bottom line.It's not that we can't fight, but if the origin of this battle is to kill the Turkic prince with the younger brother of the princess, let alone the Turkic people, I am afraid that Yang Guang, a mean and ungrateful guy, will not let them go.She continued, "I entrusted my birth to the royal family, but I have never done anything for the Central Plains or the common people. Sister Yang Shu has done well enough these years."

"You can't fight." Yang Shu said behind her, "When Xian Khan was alive, he made an agreement with me. As long as there is one person alive, there will be no war between the Turks and the Sui Dynasty. I just don’t want the court to be deceived. I never thought it would be like this.”

The dead Turkic prince Tuo Jishi lay in the bloody ground with his eyes and mouth half open, and no one cared about him anymore.Fortunately, before he did something wrong, he also knew that he would send the guarding Turkic soldiers and maids far away.Still give them some time to buffer.

Qionghua sat on the grass far away from the tent, looking up at the blue sky, thinking of a way.Now don't say anything about letting Yang Shu gain absolute power in Turks, it's a problem for their siblings to survive.

Yu Wencheng stood tens of meters behind her and looked at her.

Yang Shu wiped the blood on Yang Yi's face and hands for Yang Yi, "All these years, she has always felt that she owes me. I really think too much."