a little recession

Yang Fenglin stood against the early morning sun, the silk top and sweat on his hot body were perfectly integrated, sticking together in a very imageless way.Bajiao beside him kept fanning him with both hands, and Yang Fenglin frowned beautifully and pushed away his waving hands.Raising his hand, he wiped away the sweat that was about to drip on the corners of his brows. The heat all over his body made his already bad mood worse.

Lifting the sarong under her body to fan the wind, a pair of slender and strong legs dazzled her eyes white under the blue sky and white sun.Bajiao on one side saw it and quickly reached out to pull down his young master's sarong, looked around vigilantly, and was relieved to find that no one saw it.

The small nose and small eyes were wrinkled into buns, "My young master, you can let me live a few more years, you can bear it no matter how hot you are, you can't let it go, if you let someone see it, you don't know what to do." How did you arrange it?"

Yang Fenglin made a cut, looked down at his feet half kneeling, and pulled the star anise at the hem of his sarong tremblingly, feeling even more upset, and kicked the small stone in front of his feet as if venting.Yang Fenglin's kick was fast and ruthless, and he kicked the guards of the royal team who had been late.

Bajiao covered her mouth in horror and pointed at her young master, "This... this..."

Yang Fenglin yawned towards the sky, turning a blind eye to the sight coming from the other end.There was only one person alighting from the convoy, tall and straight, with deep brows and eyes, dressed in the bright yellow uniform of the royal guards, he was very energetic and handsome, but in Yang Fenglin's eyes, he was only wretched...

"Yo, you came in person, I thought you didn't want to."

Zhao Yucheng has always looked down on Yang Fenglin. No matter how rich his Yang family is, he is still a commoner. According to the law, he has to salute the royal family. However, Yang Fenglin has always been a prick, and the executive director of the council has always had ambiguities with him. Chu's relationship, he has a flamboyant personality and a bad temper, so no one dares to provoke him.His Yang family is also very rich. On the queen's birthday last year, the Yang family gave him an emerald screen. The queen announced on the spot that his Yang family's children could not bow down when they saw the royal family.

Overtly, he was happy, but secretly, no one knew that this was a show of favor to the Yang family. Now that the royal family is in decline, the parliament and cabinet are fighting fiercely.His Yang family is responsible for a quarter of the imperial family. The imperial family raises a group of royal children who are fighting cats and dogs all day long.They all understand who will have trouble with money.

Yang Fenglin listened to Zhao Yucheng's mouth full of yin and yang, and didn't bother to pay attention. In his eyes, this person was worse than a dog.

"Stay away from me, the smell of powder on your body makes me want to vomit."

Yang Fenglin took the fan in Bajiao's hand and deliberately fanned the wind in Zhao Yucheng's direction. Zhao Yucheng's face changed, "Don't go too far, I'm your brother-in-law anyway, do you ever talk to brother-in-law like this?" ?”

With a sound of swiping, the fan closed, and Yang Fenglin raised those peach blossom eyes that should have been full of amorous feelings, but at this time there was no amorous feelings at all, and the rest were all vicious,

"If you didn't bear this reputation, I would have killed you long ago!"

These words were merciless, and Zhao Yucheng was humiliated in front of his subordinates, and he was annoyed, "Yang Fenglin, what are you? Just because you have a few bad money, if it's not...or..."

Yang Fenglin took a step forward, pressing Zhao Yucheng tightly, "Tell me, what else?"

Yang Fenglin was half a head taller than him, and Zhao Yucheng looked up at him, lost most of his momentum, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing to me? No matter how capable you are, you still have to marry the royal family! You don't like me anymore!" What's the use. Do you know what people say about you? They say you are shameless, and you won't even let off a prince who has lost power in order to enter the royal family. You are now the laughing stock of the whole country, what are you doing!"

Yang Fenglin clenched his fist tightly, and wanted to swing it out when he raised his hand, but Bajiao firmly held him back, "Master, hold back! Please hold back! Think about the master, think about the Yang family, you must not be in this juncture. Make trouble."

The clenched fists were slowly released, Yang Fenglin turned around angrily, walked quickly to the side of the car, held the car and took a deep breath, repeated several times the stale air in his chest not only could not go down, but became more and more blocked He raised his leg and kicked the tire hard, Bajiao caressed his back worriedly, "Master, don't be angry, everything will be fine."

Yang Fenglin turned his eyes and looked at the towering tower not far away. A bell rang, followed by a burst of chanting.Yang Fenglin bit her lower lip until she lost all blood.

Yang Fenglin left home for half a year. A month ago, he received a letter from his father asking him to go home. After sitting on the boat for more than a month, he still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine his old father sold in the gourd. To marry the royal family.

Yang Fenglin sprayed rice in his mouth, and the plump white rice sprayed his old father's face.Yang Dingzhou's face was livid, and he sneezed out the food that got into his nostrils.Before he had time to reprimand him, Yang Fenglin got up quickly and was about to take off his pants with his hands.Yang Dingzhou was shocked, "What are you going to do? Yang Fenglin, you have to show some face and play hooligans in front of your father?"

Yang Fenglin grabbed the half-open waistband of his trousers, and smiled, "Lao Yang, I have to show you that you only have one son and no daughter! I'm fucking with you, you asked me to marry a man, are you out of your mind?" Bad."

A pair of chopsticks were thrown out heavily, and a red mark immediately appeared on Yang Fenglin's fair face. Yang Dingzhou stood up, pointed at him, and his fingers trembled, "What evil did my Yang family do to get out of such a bastard like you? I should have strangled you back then."

Yang Fenglin pulled the corners of his mouth, with a cold expression on his face, "Old Yang, I still wonder if I was born by you! How did you manage to push your own son into the pit of fire!"

"You!" Yang Dingzhou opened his eyes wide,

"Me!" Yang Fenglin stared back without showing any weakness.

Swords are on the verge of a fight...

"When my aunt gave birth to Shanshan, I was on the side. Why wasn't she my own?"

The beautiful woman beside Yang Fenglin stood up, grabbed Yang Fenglin's trouser waist and buttoned it up for him, "What a grown man, you really have the face to take off your trousers in front of so many people."

Yang Fenglin snorted, "Call me Shanshan again, and I'll beat Zhao Yucheng with a stick wrapped in a sack."

Yang Dingzhou was pushed to the living room by the woman, "Uncle, don't be angry, I'll tell you."

Yang Dingzhou turned his head and glanced at Yang Fenglin, who was slumped on the chair with an expression of displeasure, and sighed helplessly.

The woman walked up to Yang Fenglin and kicked him, "Are you angry? Can you talk properly?"

Yang Fenglin squinted at her, grabbed the steamed bun on the table and stuffed it into her mouth, the woman grabbed it and put it on the plate.Yang Fenglin became angry, "Wang Yuzhi! Do you still let me eat?"

Wang Yuzhi smiled, and pointed to the steamed buns on the table, "Now our Yang family is like the steamed buns on the table, everyone wants to have a bite. Feng Lin is a sensible person, how could he not be clear."

Yang Fenglin breathed out a turbid breath, and propped his forehead with one hand, "So what is it that forced Lao Yang to come up with such a bad idea! He is already so respectful and cautious, but still can't avoid it?"

Wang Yuzhi raised his finger and pointed at him, "Speak well with uncle from now on. You father and son have been beaten since childhood. Uncle is getting old and can't stand being bullied like this."

Yang Fenglin raised his hand, "I was wrong, I will admit it later."

Wang Yuzhi helped his temples, and there was a gloomy look in the corners of Qingli's eyes, "Nowadays, some people with financial resources have already stood in line. It is not easy for our Yang family to maintain neutrality for so many years. The former queen was still caring about the relationship with my uncle in the early years. Qingfen has been protecting her with eyes closed all the time, and now that she has just passed away, someone is going to attack the Yang family. The king's heir is undecided, the people's hearts are unstable, and several princes are already fighting for the throne. Our Yang family, everyone wants to come up to share a piece. Also in the past few years, you have been too much in the limelight outside, and the financial resources of our Yang family have made all the forces of the royal family eyeing. You also know that these royal children have already been hollowed out. The amount of money sent to the royal family is increasing year by year. You understand how much a backer with strong financial resources can help them, Feng Lin."

Yang Fenglin's face became more serious, "Someone has come to look for Lao Yang, right?"

Wang Yuzhi nodded, "Uncle really can't help it. If you want to keep the Yang family, you can't get involved in this turmoil. And the queen summoned uncle before she was critically ill, and pointed out someone to him."

Yang Fenglin had a bad feeling in his heart, "Who?"

Wang Yuzhi looked at him with a complicated expression, his pale lips trembled twice, and he let out a soft breath,

"Li Ran."

Yang Fenglin was taken aback, raised his hands to support the back of his head, snorted twice and was finally laughed angrily, "It's okay for a man, Li Ran! Li Ran? He hasn't taken off his blue coat yet! You let me and a……"

Yang Fenglin got up, held his head, and paced back and forth.

Wang Yuzhi felt distressed and wanted to hold him back, "There is no other way, this is the only way. He has no power and power, and his back is clean. Since my Yang family must be bound together with the royal family, he is the best choice."

Yang Fenglin walked to the living room and saw Yang Dingzhou looking at the portrait of his mother with his hands behind his back. The tall figure from a long time ago was already slightly hunched.Yang Fenglin clenched his hands and looked directly at Yang Dingzhou.The man turned his head and glanced at him, with a trace of helplessness in his resolute eyes.

Yang Fenglin looked up to the sky and inhaled, a self-deprecating hum came out of his mouth, "I agree."

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After resting for so many days, I still feel a little unaccustomed to opening the update today.I was very excited when I saw the sister who left the message.The time for this update is still the same as before, from 08:30 to 09:30 every morning (except for business trips), and rest on Sunday.Didi is still in the old place of Weibo, and the sisters will pick it up by themselves.Let me talk about the background in this article. The background of the dual system of constitutional monarchy, transportation and life are similar to those of the Republic of China, and they are not as developed as they are now.The orthodox costumes of the royal family (referring to the traditional costumes in Southeast Asia) that appear here are only worn in certain periods, usually suits, dresses, and shirts can be worn.

The royal power is declining, there is an urgent need for change, and the influence of the nobles is gradually declining.

Uh... it should be all said and done.Also, Shanshan is Fenglin's baby name.Happy reading, sisters~ See you soon.