Looking at the mountains and rivers

The woman who walked in still had the usual plain face, bright eyes under the slender eyebrows, she was no longer young, but her momentum was not weak, as if she was still the Donghu woman who came to Jian'an alone thousands of miles away.

Yang Dai stood up slowly, and took two steps closer to her. He lowered his head, performed Donghu's etiquette, and said softly: "Auntie."

Luo Lan looked at him expressionlessly: "I dare not accept the gift from His Royal Highness King Mu."

"Auntie never enters the inner courtyard. She came here suddenly today. I don't know what to order?"

"Tell Your Majesty King Mu, I don't have that ability yet." Luo Lan threw the letter paper in his hand to Yang Dai, "I received a letter from my third brother. After all these years, they don't send letters to Yang Dai for no reason. I, this letter must be what you meant."

"Why would my aunt think so?" Yang Dai smiled and sat back on the chair again. "My grandfather passed away, and you are his youngest daughter. You should go back to observe filial piety. This is Donghu's rule, isn't it?"

Thinking of the sudden passing of the father who used to gallop on the grassland, Lorraine was silent again, and after a long time, he whispered: "I can go, but you want me to take the fourth son away."

Yang Dai laughed softly: "Are you going to take the fourth brother away and take him to the territory of the Tuoba family? Although he is crippled, maybe Tuoba Xin will take Tuoba because he is his only blood heir. Let him be the Patriarch of the Ba family, that must be the idea in your heart, isn't it?"

Lorraine heard his tone gradually change from gentle to more stern, she looked at this nephew, and felt a little trembling in her heart.

"Auntie, do you know how much it took me to gain the trust of those big guards of Donghu!" Yang Dai stood up suddenly, "If the fourth brother gets there, he will easily get Donghu's power, and me, I will lose everything!"

Lorraine was a little angry: "The fourth son is different from you, he won't argue with you."

"You just look at him like this," Yang Dai sneered softly, "I am your nephew, am I not? You have been in the palace for more than ten years, and you have hardly visited me once, but you are like a lowly maid I will also take care of my blind brother."

"You've always been like this. I know you all pity him for not having a mother since he was a child, but my mother also passed away early. Why doesn't anyone come to take pity on me?" Yang Dai growled angrily. How long did he hold back in his heart, until now, facing his mother's sister, did he burst out.

Lorraine frowned slightly and didn't speak for a moment.

"I won't let you take him away," Yang Dai said word by word, "The family in the middle of the court supports the youngest, they look down on me, a foreigner with Donghu blood, I want to secure this King Mu I can only rely on the power of Donghu, and I will not let anyone replace me."

Lorraine finally couldn't help but said angrily: "He can't even see, how could he want to take your place!"

Yang Dai raised his head and showed her a stern smile: "The fourth brother can't see it, but among the brothers, I only see him differently. The second brother comes from a humble background, but also has self-knowledge, knows how to judge the situation, and is quite a witty person. The third child is ambitious, but unfortunately his ability is limited and his mind is narrow, so it is difficult for him to become a master. The fourth brother is different from them." He paused, "I always feel that his mind is the most difficult one to figure out."

His words made Lorraine feel a little chilly, and she asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do with him?"

"I won't do anything to him," Yang Dai shook his head lightly, "but if he is allowed to leave the palace like this, I'm afraid I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

He raised his head again: "Auntie should pack up as soon as possible. I heard that the third uncle and his party have passed Jinzhou, and they will come to Jian'an to pick you up soon."

Lolan sensed that the matter was a foregone conclusion, she gritted her teeth: "I can go, but don't think that I can do whatever I want after I go, Tuobaxin has many eyes and ears, if there is anything wrong with the Fourth Young Master, let him know, and he will definitely not be happy. I will let it go. At that time, don’t say that those Donghu guards who support you have turned against you, they may even put a knife on your neck, you have to think about it!"

"Auntie doesn't need to scare me like this." Yang Dai still had that half-smile, "I promised my father that I wouldn't hurt the lives of my younger brothers. Even the third child is just going to be dispatched to the south by me. The fourth brother As long as you are obedient, after the weak crown, I will naturally give him a fief and let him live a happy life."

Seeing that Lorraine was still looking at him angrily, he smiled again: "Why, does my aunt think that I am a person who does not keep my word?"

Looking at his smiling face, Lorraine couldn't hide his disgust after all and said, "I don't know if you keep your word or not. I only know that you are too much like your mother, and there is vicious blood flowing in your bones."

After she finished speaking, she opened the door and walked out, leaving only Yang Dai gritted her teeth and laughed silently in the dark.

This year, during the filial piety period, Prince Mu's Mansion banned dancing, music, and banquets, and naturally all entertainment was banned. Everyone in the mansion lived a very dull and boring year.

In order to show filial piety, Yang Dai, who had just inherited the throne, also ordered that all the actors and dancers kept in the mansion be released from the mansion, even the servants and maids released nearly half of them.As a result, the other courtyard in the northwest corner seemed even more deserted. Since Luo Lan left, Yang Yan didn't even have a servant by his side.Although Wei Changxuan wanted to take care of him, but he had always only practiced martial arts, so he couldn't do fine work, after much deliberation, he went to the chief steward, Fang Yun, and asked him to send someone over.

Yang Yan sat at the table with a pen and wrote a few words slowly. When he couldn't calm down, he would pick up the pen and write.But most of the time he writes some simple poems, because Wei Changxuan always likes to read his writing, if he writes some cold sentences, he will mutter for a long time if he doesn't understand.

Suddenly there were a few noises from the outer room, and after a while, the door of the inner room was pushed open, and Wei Changxuan's voice came in: "My lord is inside, you go in quickly to be respected."

Hearing that there was an outsider, Yang Yan groped and stood up, and the guard Changxuan came up to support him, and whispered in his ear: "There is probably no one in the mansion. Called to come to the mansion, said to be a servant for you."

"Little Fang Ming, I have met Mr. Yan."

Hearing the plop, Yang Yan said in a low voice, "Stop kneeling, Wei Changxuan, you can arrange a place for him, go down first."

Wei Changxuan hurriedly pulled the boy with thick black eyebrows to stand up, and pointed to the outside: "The weather is still cold these few days, so you can sleep on the mattress in this room."

The boy named Fang Ming was stunned, then scratched his head and said, "Isn't that bad? Don't you have maids in your room to stay overnight? Is it against the rules for me to sleep in this room by myself?"

Wei Changxuan laughed: "Didn't your father tell you that the Fourth Young Master doesn't need a maid to serve you, so you can relax here and rest here." He patted Fang Ming's shoulder, "I slept in this room for a whole day. years."

Hearing what he said, Fang Ming relaxed a little: "Brother Wei also lives here." He looked around, as if he was looking for Wei Changxuan's bed.

Wei Changxuan smiled: "I live with the young master in the back room." After speaking, he waved his hand and went back to the back room.

"Didn't I tell you, don't wear too thin in the house," Wei Changxuan started nagging like an old hen when he came back, he grabbed the hanging coat and put it on Yang Yan, " Look at you, your hands are blue from the cold."

Yang Yan contracted a cough last winter, which lasted for a long time. Wei Changxuan was afraid that he would suffer from it again this year, so he was careful on weekdays.However, Wangfuzhong didn't even burn the earth dragon this year, so they could only keep a charcoal basin in the house to keep warm.

Wei Changxuan grabbed Yang Yan's muff and brought it to his mouth, took a few breaths of hot air and rubbed him again. It took him a long time to rub his hands to warm them up.

Yang Yan couldn't see how cold he was. He didn't realize the coldness of his palm until he found that Wei Changxuan's breath was so hot.

"Yexi," Wei Changxuan suddenly lowered his voice, "I took a walk outside today and heard a few things."

Yang Yan was startled: "What's the matter?"

"The second son went to his fief with his entourage. He set off this morning. Also, the third son was also released from the back garden. I heard that he was much more honest, and he didn't yell loudly. The servants also complained. He packed the cage and sent him on his way."

"Where did the third brother go?"

"It seems to be going to the south, but it doesn't look like going to some fiefdom, but it's a bit like exile."

When Yang Yan heard about it, she just nodded and didn't make a sound.

"What do you think your elder brother is thinking? The second son is nothing, even the third son can leave. Why have you been trapped in the mansion?" Wei Changxuan seemed to be muttering to himself, "It's a pity that Luo Aunt Lan is not here, otherwise you can ask her for advice."

"Loran's father has also passed away, and she wants to go back to keep her filial piety," Yang Yan said in a low voice, "She said before that the children of Donghu will always go back to the north, even if they die, their souls will go back of."

Wei Changxuan was a little dazed, lowered his head and sighed softly.

"Wei Changxuan," Yang Yan gently tugged at his sleeve, "Have you ever thought about leaving here?"

"Leave?" Wei Changxuan was a little strange, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the imperial army, or somewhere else," Yang Yan said softly, "I know that the mansion has withdrawn the expenses of companionship, and you can't get anything here, right?"

Wei Changxuan touched his neck in embarrassment: "I didn't stay here for the money."

"But..." Yang Yan seemed to have other concerns, he frowned slightly, as if hesitating to speak.

Wei Changxuan looked down at his fingers that were pinching his sleeve so hard that they turned white, and laughed in his heart: "Yexi, do you really want me to go?"

Yang Yan shook his head in a daze: "I don't know."

Seeing his dazed look, Wei Changxuan only scratched his nose lightly with his fingers, and didn't bring up the matter again.He reached out and picked up the piece of paper on the case, only to see that there were only a few words on it, which must have been written by Yang Yan just now, and what was written on the paper was: You Si is in Da Nan.

He read it lightly, and then asked Yang Yan, "What kind of poem is this?"

"It's about a woman who misses her sweetheart. Her sweetheart is in the south of the sea. She wanted to give him a very precious gift, but her sweetheart turned his back on her. So the woman tore up the gift and burned it." Yang Yan explained slowly.

Wei Changxuan frowned: "This woman is real. She destroyed the gift, and the lover didn't know it. With the kung fu of tearing it down and burning it, it's better to use it on that man to relieve her anger."

Yang Yan turned to him suspiciously: "Wei Changxuan, if you are betrayed by your sweetheart, can you really kill him with your own hands?"

Wei Changxuan was obviously stumped by this question. He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what his sweetheart would look like, let alone what it would be like for the other party to betray him.

Yang Yan didn't really ask him to answer. After he finished asking, he turned around and lay down on the desk to continue writing.

On the eighth day of February, Qing’an Hall in Prince Mu’s Mansion.

The supporting hall here was the former residence of King Mu Yang Ye before his death. Since his death, no one has lived there.

At this time, a figure was vaguely reflected in the hall. The current Mu Wang Yang Dai was sitting on a large chair in the hall, still recalling the scene in the court today in his mind.Father's former favorite student, now Zuo Servant Zhao Wenhan led Shangshu Province and Zhongshu Province to present in court, asking him to put pressure on Anyang due to the unfavorable Northwest War and replace Jiedu envoy, and who should be his successor? It will be handed over to the Ministry of War for decision.This is obviously for him to pick up a knife and cut off his own arm. Emperor Yong'an Yang Jie was a spectator, and even the royal clan members of King Yong refused to come out to speak for him. Only the young King Mu was left alone.Yang Dai slowly touched the armrest of the chair, and sighed in a low voice in his heart, "Father, your seat is really difficult to sit on. He slowly raised the corners of his lips, but I can finally sit on it."

He raised his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the house with a little bit of light. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the old harp on the desk. He slowly stretched out his hand, but retracted when he was about to touch it.

"Come here," he cleared his throat, "Please come over, Fourth Young Master."