Looking at the mountains and rivers

After the Huachao feast, countless horses and chariots passed by the gate of Yilan Garden, Wei Changxuan just helped Yang Yan into the car, when he turned his face, he saw that the eldest son's horses and chariots were also beside him.After thinking for a while, he still walked to the front of the car and made a bow: "Just now, thank you, Eldest Young Master, for saving the siege."

The curtain of the car moved, but Yang Dai stretched out a hand, and said in that half-smile voice, "Wei Changxuan, come in and talk."

This big car is much brighter and more spacious than Yang Yan's. Sitting in the car, Yang Dai only glanced at Wei Changxuan and said, "I heard that you beat up the second and third subordinates. You are such a powerful character, I never thought that you would be unable to utter a word after listening to that bastard Yang Jie speak out, it really embarrasses me, Prince Mu's Palace."

Wei Changxuan was suddenly reprimanded by him, and he was dissatisfied in his heart. He said coldly: "The villain is just a grassroots person. If he is not careful in front of the driver, he will be crushed to death like an ant. How dare he not treat the emperor like the eldest son?" Put it in your eyes."

"Oh?" Yang Dai was not annoyed when he resisted the words face to face. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and laughed, "Why, are you willing to just be an ant for the rest of your life? Then I misjudged you. "

Although the voice of this question was low, it sounded like a thunderbolt in Wei Changxuan's ears. He felt that something was oppressing his chest, and it was hard to breathe.

Yang Dai looked straight into his eyes, and said after a while: "Maybe you don't know yet, the Northwest Protectorate is approaching by the army of Yan and Yu, and it is imminent. In the next few days, both Anyang and Hexi will send troops there, and I will also go to the front line Patrol. Now there is a shortage of capable men around me, would you like to accompany me?"

Wei Changxuan was taken aback by this question, he paused, and then said in a low voice: "But I am the fourth young master's companion."

There was a mocking sneer on Yang Dai's face: "Wei Changxuan, you have to think clearly, if you go to the border with me this time, with my means, you don't even need to go to the battlefield, and you are at least a school captain when you come back, don't you?" Isn't it better than being a servant in the palace?"

Wei Changxuan's heart beat wildly. He knew that in Shenwuwei, it took about ten years for a pawn to become a colonel.But if he followed this eldest son, the unattainable official position would become so easily attainable.

Yang Dai looked at the young man's slightly flushed face with satisfaction, but saw that his brows frowned suddenly, remembering something: "Young Master, I...I can't go."

"Why?"

Wei Changxuan said in a low voice: "I promised Fourth Young Master to take care of him by his side."

Hearing this, Yang Dai was surprised at first, and then found it ridiculous: "Although my fourth brother is the son of my father and king just like me, the people around him are quite different from those around me." He slowly relaxed With a voice, "He is such a person, even if you follow him for the rest of your life, what will you get? Could it be that you even gave up your own future for such a trivial promise?"

Wei Changxuan didn't answer, but his silence already spoke his answer.

Yang Dai gritted his teeth silently, and smiled coldly: "Wei Changxuan, I didn't expect you to be so stupid." He finally waved his hand impatiently, signaling the boy to leave.

After Wei Changxuan stepped out of the stately carriage, sweat poured out of his body suddenly. He felt his back was icy cold, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and then loosened.

Of course he knows that he can get much more from following this eldest son than from being with Yang Yan. Maybe one day he will be able to talk in front of the Ninth Five-Year Lord without worrying about giving away the little one at any time. Life.He can be a school lieutenant, or even a captain, wearing bright silver armor and riding a steed to see his adoptive father in a splendid manner, which makes him very happy.But if all this is to be exchanged for Yang Yan's tears and pain, then he would rather not.

Because of losing several arrows in a row at the Huachao feast, Yang Jue was drunk a lot by the clan brothers, and he was still a little tipsy when he returned to the palace.Fortunately, he was in a good mood today, he didn't beat or scold the servants, he just danced and got out of the car, and even hugged the beautiful maid to make out.Most of these maids belonged to his second brother, and he didn't mind, just chasing under the car, but bumped into someone unexpectedly.Yang Jue squinted his sleepy and drunken eyes, touched the man up and down, only felt that the man's body was solid, not those delicate maids, but probably guards, he couldn't help being very disappointed.Until Yang Cong, who just got out of the car behind him, shouted tremblingly: "Brother."

Yang Jue's heart trembled, and he looked up, only to see Yang Dai was also looking at him coldly, and said in a low voice, "Young master of Prince Mu's mansion, how decent is he to drink like mud!"

Yang Cong hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the two away, and said with a smile, "I just drank like this during the festival. On weekdays, my third brother is very polite and rarely drinks." Yang Jue who was pulled away by him didn't appreciate it, He shook his hand away vigorously, then walked away with his head held high, without any intention of greeting the two elder brothers.

Yang Dai looked at his back with cold eyes, didn't say much, only heard Yang Cong ask carefully: "Why didn't elder brother go to the outer house today?"

"Father has something important to discuss with me." Yang Dai only said this, and then pushed him aside as if he thought he was in the way, and walked straight into the mansion.

Yang Cong couldn't please him at both ends, so he had to follow in with a wry smile, only to see Yang Jue standing in the corner, looking coldly at the back of his eldest brother entering the side hall, and said coldly: "It's just a bastard with Donghu blood, who spends all day in the hall. What a big brother in front of me."

Yang Congsheng was afraid that his words would spread inside, so he hurriedly dragged him to the back garden, shaking his head as he walked, and said, "Third brother, did you really drink too much? Have you forgotten that Emperor Taizong's mother clan is also from Donghu? Saying something like that will get you in trouble."

"Emperor Taizong?" Yang Jue sneered, "Just because he can be compared with Emperor Taizong, Taizong's mother family is the orthodox Tuoba family head, who is Yang Dai's grandfather? It's just a general!"

Yang Cong didn't want to discuss this matter with him in detail, but just shook his head and sighed.

But Yang Jue was still cursing: "When it comes to bloodline nobility, he is not as good as that little blind man, what is he so proud of all day long!"

Hearing what he said, Yang Cong became more and more disrespectful, knowing that he was drunk, so he hurriedly dragged him back.None of them noticed that Yang Yan, who followed closely into the mansion, paled slightly in the dark alone.

Yang Yan knew that even the servants in the palace would secretly call him blind sometimes, but hearing his brother yelling so unscrupulously still made him feel a little pain in his heart.But so what, he himself was blind, he touched his eyes lightly, and finally went back to the courtyard in the northwest corner without making a sound.

In the supporting hall of Prince Mu's Mansion, all the servants retreated completely, and only Yang Ye and Yang Dai and his son were left in the hall. The two of them sat facing each other, but their expressions did not look like they were chatting.

"Father, I heard that Yu Chixian and the others have returned to Anyang?"

"If you don't go back, will you hide in Jian'an City for the rest of your life?" Yang Ye said coldly, "Northwest Protectorate will not be preserved. If Anyang is lost again, wouldn't the army of Yan and Yu have to drive straight in and invade Dazhao?"

Hearing his bad tone, Yang Dai quickly bowed his head respectfully, and said in a tone of asking for advice: "It stands to reason that there are many troops stationed in the Northwest Protectorate's Mansion and Anyang. Woolen cloth?"

Yang Ye sneered: "If there was only one army stationed in the northwest, I'm afraid they wouldn't lose so embarrassingly." He stretched out his hand, pointing to the long scroll map spread out on the case, "Tuoba Xin was very happy back then, saying yes In order to expand the territory for Dazhao, lead troops to destroy the Qi Fan Kingdom in the Western Regions, and set up the Northwest Protectorate in a place adjacent to Anyang. This incident was only more than [-] years ago, and the remaining members of Qi Fan's tribe defected After leaving Yanyu, now they are mobilizing Yanyu Khan to regain their homeland. There are not only the Northwest Army stationed here, but also the Anyang army, as well as a few miscellaneous armies gathered by the scattered Hu people. The people of Yanyu Come on, none of these armies are willing to take the lead in resisting and push each other, otherwise the Northwest Protectorate will not be taken by the Yanyu people in a month!"

Knowing that his father was really angry, Yang Dai hurriedly said in a low voice: "Now the Yanyu army is only one city away from Anyang, but there is no momentum to continue the war. It must be waiting for us to negotiate peace with them. My son is going here this time. Anyang will definitely not disappoint his father's expectations, let alone let the people of Yanyu take advantage of Dazhao."

Yang Ye closed his eyes and shook his head and said: "The peace talks between the two countries are not compared in eloquence, but in the strength of the country. We lost the first battle, and the momentum is already insufficient." He was silent for a moment, then frowned suddenly, "The key now is that old thing Tuobaxin."

After all, Tuoba Xin is still Yang Ye's nominal father-in-law, Yang Dai did not dare to comment on that Patriarch Tuoba, but asked softly: "Mr. Tuoba has not led troops for many years, how will it affect this battle? "

Yang Ye snorted through his nose: "Although he does not lead troops, the generals who lead them are not all from Donghu. If he intends to let these people send troops together, would they dare not follow? Northwest Army In name, it is in my hands, but in fact, it is not based on the old man's wink."

Yang Dai forced a laugh: "Father, don't be angry. After all, Duke Tuoba and his father are Weng-in-law, and the family should help each other. I think Duke Tuoba will not stand by and watch this Northwest War."

Yang Ye raised his eyes and glanced at the eldest son: "Don't you understand, he did it on purpose." He slowly rolled up the map on the case, and said in a low voice, "During this period, I was urged to immediately The son's voice is getting louder and louder, and you should have heard it too."

Talking about the son, Yang Dai immediately became cautious, he lowered his head and said: "My son has heard about this matter."

Yang Ye looked at the top of the eldest son's head, and sighed inaudibly: "I only have a few sons in total, and now it seems that you are the only one who can take on this important task." Just when Yang Dai suddenly raised his head, he The topic changed, "However, Tuobaxin probably expected my decision, so he was dissatisfied."

Yang Dai paused for a moment, then smiled lightly: "My son doesn't understand what the father said."

Yang Ye didn't point him out, but just smiled coldly: "Your grandfather Tuoba Rui is just a collateral lineage in the Tuoba family, and he is regarded as Tuobaxin's clan brother in name, if you inherit my position, wouldn't Tuobaxin To be pressed on the neck by my own clan brother, how can Tuobaxin's arrogant personality endure such a thing." He stood up and patted the eldest son's shoulder, "I have been worried about not having a son for a long time. This point. After all, if you offend that old thing, it will not end well."

Yang Dai lowered his head, grinding his teeth in the shadows, and when he raised his head again, he smiled calmly: "Father was worried about Duke Tuoba, but my son has an idea to get the best of both worlds."

Although he concealed it well, but Yang Ye knew this son well, and he had already seen the murderous look in his eyes, so he couldn't help but smile: "You don't mean to want me to kill Tuobaxin, do you?"

"Why would father think so?" Yang Dai obviously laughed, "Even if my son is confused, he knows how much the death of Tuobaxin will affect Donghu. Now that Yan Yu is staring at him, if he disturbs Donghu's forces again, it will be a disaster for me, Dazhao. ?"

Seeing that he had a thorough understanding of the situation, Yang Ye finally showed approval on his face, nodded and said, "Let's talk about your idea."

"I just think that no matter how narrow-minded Tuobaxin is, he shouldn't be jealous of a dead man, right?" He said slowly, then raised his eyes to see his father's expression.

I saw Yang Ye's body trembling slightly, looking at the eldest son in a daze, and after a while he said: "Daier, you really shocked my father." He paused, "In order to secure your position as the eldest son, you will kill Is it your grandfather?"