Mr. Mi Gongji

"Little prince, Third Uncle Zhao and Fourth Uncle Guan are in a hurry for [-] miles, and they have already arrived at the study." Yang Yan just returned from the barracks, and when he heard Tong'er's report, his face became even more ugly.

Yunzhou's army, currently more than [-], has never been relaxed in drills. Among them is an elite soldier, who is the heir of a veteran soldier who fought with Yang Dingbian in Sujing. He was raised in the army since he was a child. He is a hero and a good boy.In the past few months, Yang Yan has been rectifying military discipline and re-drilling in the army, but it has achieved little success. He only wants to fulfill Yang Dingbian's long-cherished wish, and he has paid close attention to military affairs. However, Yang Dingbian is seriously ill right now. He had rarely been involved in military affairs before, so it was inevitable that he would not be able to convince the public. Fortunately, he has been good at martial arts since he was a child. He wrestled with others in the camp, learned martial arts, and soon became very familiar with a group of soldiers.

"There hasn't been a secret report in Beijing for a long time. Did you check it out for me? What did you say and write?" Yang Yan asked indifferently.

"You dare not read these military newspapers. If you pick up these military newspapers in the past, you will be scolded by the prince."

"Okay, okay, pour me a cup of tea, and I will study it by myself." Yang Yan looked at the two sealed envelopes on the table, and suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart. No news is good news, but there is news. Not necessarily good news.Yang Yan frowned, but still tore open the envelope.

The letter from the capital was concise and to the point, probably saying that Emperor Yuan Jing had already learned about Yang Dingbian's condition, and would soon send an imperial doctor from Beijing to Yunzhou to treat the Southwest King carefully, in the hope that God would bless the good general .In addition, there were three auspicious days before the end of the year, Emperor Yuan Jing chose one of them and planned to have Ye Qianzi come to his house, euphemistically called it: Chongxi for the Southwest Wang.

As soon as Yang Yan saw this scene of cats crying and mice, his good mood for the day was lost, he tore up the secret letter and threw it on the ground, cursing angrily: "Xiao Li, let's see how long you can be arrogant, wait for father Wang woke up, and must have hit Sujing to blow up your lair." Only then did he find that there was a secret report from Qiyang, the capital of Wanping, on the desk beside him.

The front line of Qingyang, which has always belonged to the dark line of Yunzhou, is in charge of Zhao Zixi, one of the four major guards of the palace, known as Uncle Zhao.This person has been in Qingyang for more than ten years, he has already married a wife and had children there, and started a small business. He doesn't look like a martial artist at all. Whenever there is a change in the weekdays, he will send a letter from the post station. When I returned to Yunzhou, all I sent were private letters, and I never used the [-]-mile express. Today's secret letter is really a bit weird.

Could it be?King Wanping is dead?When Yang Yan thought of Shi Daishan's idiot appearance, he felt a little worried. With his appearance, he might not be able to earn the throne.There was still a trace of joking in my heart, I tore open the envelope, opened the letter paper, and a thin page of letter paper suddenly became worth a thousand dollars.

His Majesty:

On the fifth day of this month, the eldest prince Shi Daishan of Wanping came back from Suye. He heard rumors from the servants of the palace that the eldest prince brought back a man from Yunzhou, who was twenty years old and bad at work. His name was Gu Shenzhi. I remember that the prince once had a Yizi also has this name, but they have never met each other, and it is not known whether they are the same person.King Wanping once said that among the three princes, whoever had an heir first would give priority to becoming a heir. The last general sent someone to the palace to inquire that this person was pregnant, and if he got a boy in one fell swoop, he would be the eldest grandson of King Wanping.

When he saw the words "Wang Changsun" and "Wang Changsun", Yang Yan forgot how to blink, and just stared blankly at the letter paper, as if there were too many unbelievable things written on it.

Gu Shenzhi, are you really a cat reincarnated?It didn't fall to your death like that, but it still made you pregnant?Shi Daishan, I didn't expect your Jiuzi Pill to be used on him, a bitch like him, you are willing to let him have a child for you?

Yang Yan sneered, and suddenly filled his palm with true energy, and the letter paper instantly turned into flying dust.

It has been three or four months since Sujing parted. Although I knew that Gu Shenzhi was not dead, the string hanging in my heart was slowly loosened. In the past two months, I have considered An Sheng , but there was a very strong idea in his heart, wanting to bring him back, Yang Ye laughed at himself for this idea at first, but then he gradually figured it out, now that his father is lying on the bed, he is no different from a useless person, Not to mention one Gu Shenzhi, even if there were ten Gu Shenzhis, I am afraid that he would not be able to lose weight.

Although this kind of idea has existed for a day or two, but because of the busy things recently, I had to put it aside. I didn't expect to receive this kind of letter. This is a great mockery to myself.

In vain, I still feel ashamed of him all the time, thinking about taking him back, but I didn’t expect him to be good, and he played a show in front of me in a desperate manner. There is.

Yang Yan became anxious, turned around and went out, happened to bump into a servant delivering medicine for Yang Ding, stopped him immediately, and delivered it by himself.I don't know why, but I suddenly felt lost in my heart. Looking at my father who was lying on the bed and couldn't move, a sense of grievance surged up in my heart. The aura of being in the military camp during the day suddenly softened, and it was still the same as before. So childish.

"Father, I just don't understand. Then what's so good about Gu Shenzhi? Father likes him so much, and still does that kind of thing with him..." Speaking of this, I feel even more wronged. Yang Ye has been alone since he was a child. I have no siblings since I was young. Since I can remember, there is only one elder brother Shen in my heart. He is kind and considerate to him, and he has always been obedient to him. They all came back from his back. In fact, Yang Yan didn't know about that person. Although he was three years older than himself, he never had much flesh on his body, let alone walked all the way with him on his back.Yang Yan had never thought about these things since he came back from Wudang Mountain.Just blinded by resentment.Now that the father is lying on the bed, I can't hate him any more, but for no reason a letter was sent back from Wanping, saying that he is pregnant.

It was like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, drenching him hard, he couldn't help but trembled, frowned and said: "Father, he has a child, if I knew he could have a child, I shouldn't have given it away, in vain..." Before the words were spoken, Yang Yan was stunned by his own thoughts.

He suddenly remembered the night of Qixi Festival, when the two were so lingering, if the Jiuziwan had not been placed on the desk, he really hoped that the child was his own.Thinking of this, my heart became even more angry, and I just wanted to put down the medicine bowl and go out, when I saw Wei Zhuoran coming in from the door.

"Little prince, come to see the prince?" Since Wei Zhuoran was invited into the palace more than ten years ago, he has always been respected as Mr. Yang Yan. Because of his medical skills and literary and military skills, Yang Dingbian has always treated him With more reliance, now in the palace, it can be regarded as highly respected.

"Sir, I have something I want to ask you, sir." Yang Yan has been taught by him since he was a child, and has a certain respect for him. Now that the King of Southwest is sick, only he can say a few words to himself: "Mr. Qianjiao Said, father's illness, I'm afraid there is a clue, I just received the news from Uncle Guan from Sujing today, this Southwest Palace, I am afraid that a mistress is coming, you said that at this juncture, Emperor Yuan Jing gave What do I mean by bestowing marriage? Could it be that I really want to make my father happy?"

Wei Zhuoran didn't answer, but the eyebrows tightened involuntarily, he twirled his thin beard, and said after a long time: "Yunzhou can have today, it all depends on the prince's good governance. In the past 20 years Replenish your energy and save your energy, hide your courage, and you are about to swear, how would you know that you will encounter such a thing.”

He raised his head, his eyes suddenly turned, looked straight at Yang Yan and said, "There are 50 troops in Yunzhou now. Although the imperial court does not collect taxes, the 50 troops need to eat when they open their mouths, and drink when they shut their mouths. It is unavoidable, for the current plan, we can only wait for the right time..." He paused again as he said, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't speak.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Yang Yan couldn't help asking: "Mr. Wei, if you have anything to say, just say it straight. Even though we are officially apprentices, there is always a relationship between master and apprentice. Sir, what is the relationship between you and me?" Why do you have to meet me?"

Wei Zhuoran pursed his lips, didn't say anything, just pulled Yang Yan to the bed beside Yang Ding, knelt down on both knees, and said: "I, Wei Zhuoran, have worked hard in the palace for more than ten years thanks to the kindness of the prince. Years, it can be regarded as being loyal to the duty, now there are some things that I have to say to the little prince, and I ask the prince to forgive me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, looked at Yang Yan solemnly and said, "Send someone to bring Shenzhi back from Sujing immediately, this time is no small matter, he is not in Yunzhou, I dare not speak lightly."

Yang Yan only felt confused, when he would be able to get on board with Gu Shenzhi on major military affairs, Mr. Wei also said that this matter was no small matter.That must be no small matter, but this Gu Shenzhi was clearly given to Shi Daishan by himself, so how could he pick it up? Now that he has someone else's heir, let alone pick it up, even if I let myself look at him more, I'm afraid it will be too much. It's disgusting.This kind of upside-down and unethical things, Yang Ye himself dare not even think about it.

"Sir, what does this important matter in the military have to do with him? He is just the adopted son of his father. He has no knowledge of military affairs or the art of war. If there is such a day, he will not be needed."

Wei Zhuoran tightened his brows more and more, shook his head and sighed, and dragged Yang Yan to the study of the Southwest King.Only the Southwest King on the hospital bed was left with dull eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched but he couldn't say a word.

The author has something to say: Sorry, something happened last night. .

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