Glory to the ancestors

Yang Xian has not entered this Rongguo Mansion for a long time.

He is a typical Yang family. He won the Jinshi when he was less than 20 years old. After serving the emperor for two years, he became the prince and Taifu directly.

He taught the three children by himself, besides His Royal Highness the crown prince, his own ghost son, and the second young master of the Rong family.

The three of them were of the same age, and the things they taught were similar. Yang Xian did not hide his secrets and treated them equally. He knew very well that because of the different identities of the three of them, the things they learned would not be the same.

Yang Jin focused on poetry and prose, Li Huan focused on policy theory, and Rong Zhen read everything. He didn't have to think about taking the imperial examination, let alone governing the country.

Especially when Rong Zhen was weak, Yang Xian was careful everywhere. Li Huan and Rong Zhen slept on the bed when the children usually stayed overnight, but if Yang Jin insisted on being crowded with them, she would only sleep on the floor. fate.

Thinking of Rong Zhen at that time, Yang Xian had to sigh.

Rong Zhen is the second child of the Rong family. Although he is a descendant, he doesn't care about inheriting the Rong family at all. In addition, he has a weak personality. When he was a few years old, he discussed with himself whether he would be happier if he was self-sufficient in the mountains and forests. The child does not go back to think about the problem at all.

Yang Xian believes that it is not out of his own heart that Rong Zhen is now calculating every step of the court.

Standing at the door, Chen Zhan saw Yang Xian's sedan chair fall, and bowed deeply, "Master Prime Minister."

Yang Xian narrowed his eyes, the official's face was very familiar to him.

Chen Zhan didn't say anything. After all, it wouldn't matter if he was recognized by Yang Xian. This kind-hearted Prime Minister would not reveal his identity to the public.

He raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Grandpa has been waiting for a long time."

Yang Xian nodded and followed Chen Zhan all the way in.

The furnishings of Rongguo Mansion are the same as before. If it weren't for the scorched black marks on the edges of the walls, it wouldn't make people think that it was once set on fire.

Rong Zhen put in a lot of effort to restore this place.

Rong Zhen was sitting in the middle of the lobby, and when he saw Chen Zhan leading Yang Xian to his side, he immediately stood up.

He didn't wait for Mr. Yang, but he waited for Mr. Yang.

Yang Xian walked in and bowed to Rong Zhen.

"Teacher." Rong Zhen said, he was still willing to call Yang Xian that way.

"Sit down, is the injury better?" Yang Xian asked.

Rong Zhen looked down and shook his head again, "It's much better."

"I brought some medicinal materials from the mansion." Seeing that Rong Zhen was about to open his mouth, Yang Xian said again, "I know that your Rongguo mansion doesn't have any rare medicinal materials, but you can keep them."

Rong Zhen nodded again, he was obediently the same as when he was listening to Yang Xian.

"Actually, I'm here today to talk to you about something important." Yang Xian took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "I work in two shifts with the people from the Ministry of Punishment. It's been half a month of interrogation before they got a little bit of air."

Rong Zhen squinted his eyes, which meant that Yang Xian didn't advocate severe punishment, otherwise it would have taken so much time.

"But what they confessed is of no use," Yang Xian paused, "especially for you."

Rong Zhen wondered, "What does it have to do with me?"

"They are the remnants of the Liangqian sect," Yang Xiandao, "the leader, the one who stabbed you happened to be their deputy sect master, Xu Chu."

Rong Zhen blinked, Yun Cang did such a clean job at that time, yet he still let him escape?

"One is that you are not effective in suppressing the bandits, and the other is," Yang Xian looked at Rong Zhen with worry in his eyes, "They said that this plan was instructed by you."

"What?" Rong Zhen's wound was still in pain, and he felt that the assassin's goal might not be the emperor in the first place, and everything was directed towards him. If he couldn't stab himself, he would cover himself with a big hat and crush him to death.

"Don't worry, your injury is so serious, even if he says so, no one will believe it."

No one would believe it, but both the queen mother and the emperor would be wary this time.

In the eyes of suspicious people, unless Rong Zhen died now, he would never be able to believe it.

"As for what the truth is, I will continue to investigate." Yang Xian slowed down his tone, hoping that this would comfort Dao Rongzhen.

Rong Zhen smiled, "Teacher, don't worry about me. If he said that, just submit this confession. The Holy Majesty will make his own decision."

"you……"

"Teacher, you also understand the two money teaching. They are a group of bloody refugees. If there is not that Xu Chu, they will be a rabble." Rong Zhen lowered his head and looked at his thumb, "and that Xu Chu , with a deep scheming mind, I don't think anyone can control him."

Yang Xian sighed, "You're right. I'm also deeply shocked by his thoughts during the interrogation these days. His thoughts are good, but he used them in the wrong place."

Seeing Yang Xian's concern for the country and the people, Rong Zhen didn't know what to say for a while.

This country is obviously rotten to the bone.

The queen mother and the emperor are fighting for power, and the emperor's relatives are preparing to raise troops. There are not many understanding people standing in the court. With hope, I want this waste mud like country to stand up again.

Osmanthus osmanthus came in, there were two cups of tea in the small tray, he bowed his head to Yang Xian, and presented the tea.

Yang Xian looked at him and smiled, "Osmanthus fragrans is as tall as Yang Jin."

Osmanthus osmanthus narrowed her eyes and smiled when she heard this.

Although Osmanthus osmanthus is not an official disciple of Yang Xian, she has always stood behind Rong Zhen and dozed off occasionally, but she has also listened to most of Yang Xian's knowledge and entered it, so she can be regarded as half a disciple.

"You have been taking care of Rongzhen, it's hard work."

The sweet-scented osmanthus shook her head hastily.

"Retire." Rong Zhen said to Mu Xi, "I still need to discuss something with the teacher."

The sweet-scented osmanthus nodded again, took two steps back, turned and left.

Yang Xian looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus's indifferent appearance, and sighed again, "Rong Zhen, you should always prepare yourself a way out."

Rong Zhen was taken aback, what did Yang Xian mean by this, and what did he know?

There was a beating in his heart, guessing what kind of handle he had in Yang Xian's hands.

As for Yang Xian, Rong Zhen turned his face to look at Yang Xian, seeing the wrinkles spreading from the corners of his eyes, he had mixed feelings for a moment, this is his teacher.

The teacher who will forgive no matter how the students make mistakes.

It was the teacher who still opened the door to himself when his family was ruined.

Although against his will, Rong Zhen still nodded, "I know."

"I believe in you." Yang Xian nodded again, the tea in his hand was still steaming, and he put down the teacup, "Then I will stay soon, you take good care of your wounds."

Seeing Yang Xian walking out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion along that road, Rong Zhen didn't know why, a kind of sad emotion extended from the bottom of his heart.

This person has been looking forward to the success of the three of them.

Those who look at them with the purest heart will probably have to accept the ending he least wants to see.