I'm a Buddhist foster child

Surname Gao?

Gao Changgong narrowed his eyes suddenly, as if he still wanted to struggle, he pretended to be stupid and said in a daze: "My son, what are you talking about, I really don't understand, villain..."

Yang Jian put his hand on his shoulder to prevent Gao Changgong from slipping away, and said, "Don't worry, little Sier, how good it would be to go back with elder brother to eat delicious food and drink spicy food? If you are really homesick, someday you will beat gongs and drums for Brother, send you back to Yecheng?"

Yecheng is the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and Yang Jian has already talked about this part. How can Gao Changgong not understand, how can he have a fluke mentality, Yang Jian has clearly seen through his identity.

Gao Changgong had nothing to pretend, and immediately stopped hunchbacking, stammering, and being humble. He straightened his back and said in a low voice, "You already knew my identity?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, I never knew you were the King of Lanling."

Listening to Yang Jian's words, Gao Changgong felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest, unable to swallow it, and almost vomited blood out of Gao Changgong, saying: "You..."

Yang Jian was smiling, leaned forward suddenly, and whispered in Gao Changgong's ear, "Don't even think about running away. If you run again, I'll yell loudly, catch King Lanling, come and catch King Lanling. You're here!" At that time, it really turned into a bowl of stewed pork rice and sent back to Yecheng."

Although Gao Changgong's face was painted black, it was almost impossible to see the original handsome appearance, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He stared at Yang Jian fiercely, as if he could shoot a knife, and said coldly: "What the hell are you doing?" what to do!"

Yang Jian smiled and said naturally: "Of course Jian wants...you."

As soon as he said this, Gao Changgong was stunned for a moment, as if he never dreamed that Yang Jian would give such an answer, then suddenly came back to his dream, he didn't trust Yang Jian's words, and thought he was teasing himself.

When the third brother Yang Zan heard Yang Jian's words, he couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his forehead. It seemed that he didn't dare to watch this scene anymore. It didn't feel right, it looked like a scene of robbing civilian girls.

The second brother Yang Zheng didn't feel anything else, he scratched the back of his head with a smirk, he just thought that the elder brother's eyesight was too good, even the King of Lanling was painted black like this, the elder brother recognized him at a glance.

Yang Guang was the calmest. Facing Yang Jian's unscrupulous appearance, he seemed to be a little familiar with it, but he felt his eyelids twitch slightly, and soon regained his composure.

Gao Changgong stared angrily and said, "What are you going to do!?"

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders, smiled and said with a good attitude: "There may be some ambiguity in what Jian expressed just now, what Jian means... I want you to surrender."

Gao Changgong just listened, and smiled coldly. Although his face was painted black, he couldn't see his original appearance at all, but Gao Changgong no longer pretended to be himself, and his temperament was unmatched by others. A person whose face is painted white must not be in the same breath as King Lanling.

Instead, Gao Changgong calmed down and said, "Return? You're probably dreaming."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "Little Si'er, you don't know, my brother likes to dream, so let's spend it and see who can spend it better than the other."

After he finished speaking, he waved his waist fan: "Come to some nursing homes, and invite our fourth child to go back to the dormitory."

Yang Jian is the son of Sui Guogong, in the Sui Guogong's mansion, Yang Zhong is not there, he is the overlord, and the guards immediately rushed up and surrounded Gao Changgong.Although Gao Changgong is amazing in martial arts, this is the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Even if Gao Changgong can fight out, he will never escape Chang'an.

The thugs surrounded Gao Changgong and were about to send him back to the house. Yang Jian said with a smile: "Fourth brother, if you don't surrender for a day, you don't want to step out of the house for a day. It doesn't matter. Let's see who can spend more. I will support you for my brother."

When Gao Changgong was about to leave, his eyelids twitched violently, he squinted at Yang Jian, and walked away without saying a word.

Yang Zan felt pain in his head, looked at Gao Changgong's back, sighed heavily, and said, "Brother, can you really subdue King Lanling with this method?"

Yang Jian said: "Third brother, don't you believe in brother's methods? Don't worry, this King of Lanling is definitely not an ordinary person. To deal with such a person, it is natural to use unusual methods."

Yang Zheng chuckled, scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm just a little worried. This King Lanling must have been injured in the Battle of Tongguan and fled to Yuanzhou. Just now he was overwhelmed by the anger of the big brother, so he won't get rid of the old wounds." stop?"

Yang Jian: "..." Did the second brother complain about himself?

Yang Guang: "..." It's really possible.

Yang Jianguan asked for taro and jerky from the dining room. The jerky was easy to find. Because there were no refrigerators in this era, the storage capacity of food was still very low, so the ancient sauces and jerky were very developed. Whether it is Yang Jian Whether you want pork jerky, beef jerky or all kinds of jerky, it doesn't matter.

But taro...

Is a problem.

Taro is an ingredient that nobles generally do not eat. Because in that era, taro was a staple food to fill their stomachs, and it was a low-level ingredient. People in the Northern Zhou Dynasty liked to eat cakes, so taro was not easy to find.

On the second day, the dining room told Yang Jian that the taro was not ready to come out, and he had to wait two more days.

Yang Jian wanted to use taro to deal with the Turkic swallow drink, and the Turkic envoy had not yet entered Beijing, so this matter was not in a hurry, but the second brother Yang Zheng, the third brother Yang Zan, and the cheap son Yang Guang, the three of them heard that they were not found. The taro was completely lost, after all, they still wanted to taste what that salty and sweet syrup was.

The taro was not found, but someone came from the palace.The eunuch, the middle official next to the little emperor Yu Wenyong, went to the mansion of the Duke of Sui and said that he was the master of the Duke of Sui, Yang Zhong, and the doctor Yang Jian of the main meal had an audience.

When Yang Jian heard it, he didn't do what he thought, it must be because of the Turkic swallow drinking.Now they just listened to the Yuwen Society's advance notification, and the official documents have not yet come down, so they must be called into the palace for this matter.

Yang Zhong still didn't know about the Turkic swallow drink, frowned, and said, "I don't know what the owner's urgent move is."

Yang Jian said very easy-going: "What can trouble Grandpa?"

This horse was photographed, that is, Yang Jian did not have the milky bonus of the little bun Yang Guang, otherwise Yang Zhong would be more pleased.Yang Zhong liked the horse very much, but still with a straight face, he held up the posture of 120 grandpas and said, "Get ready and follow me into the palace."

Yang Guang, the little bun, hugged Yang Jian's leg with a look of reluctance, and swayed from side to side, as if he was being coquettish, and said in a childish voice, "Father! Father! I will follow father!"

Yang Jian and Yang Zhong entered the palace to face the saint, and the little bun didn't have a pass, so naturally it was impossible for him to enter the palace. Yang Guang always knew the rules, so he just said a few words casually, because Yang Guang knew that Yang Jian seemed to like him very much. Playing like a baby, acting like a baby, anyway, Yang Guang will not suffer, and he can still keep Yang Jian, why not do it?

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, just about to hug the cute little bun, who knew that Yang Zhong moved faster, bent down to pick up the little bun, no matter the majesty of the duke, the gentle three sons almost fell Goosebumps, and said: "Hey grandson, grandpa and your grandpa are going to the palace, good grandson is waiting at home obediently, okay?"

Little Baozi pursed his mouth on purpose, as if he was very displeased, and laughed forcefully, and said in a very sensible way: "Okay...Okay! Wo will be good! Don't worry, grandpa and father!"

The change of Yang Guang's little expression is just right, but Yang Zhong is very happy. After watching it, my grandson is so sensible, and the children next to him are bound to make trouble. My grandson is so sensible .

Yang Zhong laughed and said, "Good grandson, really good."

Yang Zhong teased Xiao Baozi for a while, he was like a "grandson slave", reluctantly put Xiao Baozi down, and then said to the second child Yang Zheng and the third child Yang Zan with a straight face: "You two You little bastard, be honest about your house, I’m not at home, so don’t go out of your way.”

Yang Zheng nodded honestly and said, "Understood, Grandpa."

Yang Zan thought silently, this is the difference, just now Grandpa's smiling face was full of wrinkles, but now he has become a cruel grandpa...

Yang Zhong and Yang Jian quickly came out of Sui Guogong's mansion, went to the palace immediately, got off at the Zhiche Gate, walked all the way, and stopped in front of the Yanshou Hall.

The Hall of Longevity is the place where the owner hears the lawsuit and meets the officials. Today, the young emperor Yu Wenyong received an audience in the Hall of Yanshou.

The Zhongguan entered the Yanshou Hall, the door barely opened, and he heard the sound of laughing inside, besides the little emperor Yu Wenyong, there should be someone else inside, I don't know who it is, it seems like they are talking happily.

The Zhongguan quickly came out, opened the door of the palace, and said respectfully: "My lord invites the Duke of Sui, and the doctor of the main banquet."

The two walked into the Yanshou Palace, and as soon as they passed the gate, Yang Jian saw clearly who the person who had a good chat with the little emperor Yu Wenyong was, it turned out to be Tianguan Otsuka Zai Yuwenhu!

Yu Wenyong and Yu Wenhu have already torn their skins apart in Yuanzhou. This is what Yang Jian witnessed with his own eyes, but those in power have such ability, and the regenerative function of their skins is particularly good. It has not been a few days. The little emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu had already talked happily, as if there was no barrier.

In the Yanshou Palace, apart from Yu Wenyong and Yu Wenhu, there is also Yu Wenhui, the great general of hussars, and Li An, the doctor who serves as the main meal.

As soon as Yang Jian walked in, Yuwenhui's eyes seemed to be cramped, his head was lowered, but he was completely restless, and he kept winking at him, because Yuwenhui's movements were too big, Yang Zhong also noticed , but mistakenly thought that Yuwen would be staring at his son.

Don't look at Yang Zhong who is always called "little bastard, little bastard" on weekdays, but he is the most protective of the calf, he can only scold by himself, and must not let his own people suffer the slightest grievance outside, so he immediately stared back angrily, half of his body covered Live in Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's figure is not tall, well-proportioned and romantic, while Yang Zhong is a standard military general's figure, majestic and majestic. Once he blocks it, Yu Wenhui will not be able to see Yang Jian at all.

Yu Wenhui was also wronged, he was clearly reminding Yang Jian, but in Yang Zhong's eyes, he was afraid that he was intimidating Yang Jian, who was threatening who?

The little emperor Yu Wenyong was the first to speak, and said with a smile: "Duke Sui is here? There is no need for an audience, today is all on his own, without so many red tapes."

Yu Wenyong's words were probably meant for Yu Wenhu.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong also said: "Today, the Duke of Sui and his son were called into the palace, in fact, for the sake of the Turkic envoy."

Yang Zhong also heard about the Turkic envoy. The Turkic Khan wanted to marry his daughter to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. If the Turkic Khan's daughter could really marry to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, then the alliance between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Turkic Khan would definitely deal a fatal blow to the Northern Qi Dynasty.

"The Turkic envoys came to offer things, and Sui Guogong must have heard about it. This time, not only the Turkic envoys came to Chang'an, but also Ashina, the daughter of the Turkic Khan, came with her. I want to welcome the Turkic envoys. , hand it over to Sui Guogong for disposal.”

Yang Zhong immediately bowed down, cupped his hands and said, "I accept the imperial edict!"

The little emperor Yu Wenyong said with a friendly smile, "I've said it all, Duke Sui doesn't have to be so born, that's right..."

He seemed to think of something, his eyes fell on Yang Jian, and he finally opened the key point, with a friendly, even childish smile on his lips, and said faintly: "This time the Turkic mission's entry into Beijing is the most important thing." Regarding the matter, the widow is going to hold a big banquet in the Xiaoyao Garden to entertain the Turks."

The Xiaoyao Garden is the place where the owner entertains the envoys. Generally speaking, high-end Yan drinks will be placed in the Xiaoyao Garden. It can be seen that the little emperor has already spent all his money in order to win over the Turks, and he must not lose his money.

Yu Wenyong smiled, and said: "The son is worthy of being a doctor in the main kitchen, and he is not familiar with everything. This time, Yan Yin should not be handled by the son, but..."

The little emperor looked at Yu Wenhu, and said: "However, Otsuka tried his best to recommend the main meal doctor to preside over this swallow drink. Otsuka said that the main meal doctor is a person of great talent, and he can definitely arrange this Turkic swallow drink." .”

When the little emperor Yu Wenyong said this, he had sold Yu Wenhu, as if he was trying to provoke the relationship between Yu Wenhu and the Duke of the Sui Dynasty, how could Yang Jian not hear it?

Yu Wenhu doesn't take it seriously, he still has power now, and he doesn't need to provoke secretly like the little emperor, so Yu Wenhu is very frank, saying: "The doctor in the main meal is well-known, and he is good at taking care of the meal. The veterans are still not at ease when the envoy's swallow drink is handed over to others, but the veterans are completely at ease when it is only handed over to the doctor in the main meal."

Li An, the doctor serving the main meal, immediately responded and said: "Exactly! The doctor's cooking skills in the main meal are unique in heaven and earth. I have never seen such a skill in cooking for decades. Superb craftsmanship! The owner and Otsuka gave the Turkic swallow to the doctor in the main table, that is the best!"

Faced with the little emperor's provocation, Yu Wenhu's arrogance, and the master's doctor's secret stumbling, Yang Jian was not in a hurry at all, and he was calm, as if they were not targeting him, but just bowed his hands and let others treat him a little better. Son Chazi couldn't find it either, and said, "Thanks to the grace of the Lord, and sincerity and fear, and also thanks to the recommendation of Mr. Otsuka, and kept in mind, this time Yan Yin, I will definitely go all out."

The little emperor Yu Wenyong smiled. He didn't know that Yu Wenhui had gone to report the news long ago. He thought that Yang Jian was so confident because he didn't know what kind of problems the Turkic Khan's niece Ashina brought, so he said: " During the main meal, the doctor did not rush to agree, but this Turkic daughter also brought a problem."

Li An, the doctor under the main meal, couldn't wait to announce this problem to the public. As expected, the news of Yuwenhui was really well-informed. The problem of Khan's daughter Ashina is a salty-sweet problem that has been debated endlessly since ancient times.

A kind of syrup drink, which can be drunk with salt or sweet, and it should be enjoyed by both Northern Zhou people and Turkic people.

As soon as Yang Zhong heard this, he immediately frowned, and his face darkened instantly. He understood that the host and Yu Wenhu were obviously looking for Yang Jian's bad luck. Yang Zhong's violent temper almost broke out. Taking a step forward, he smiled and said very naturally: "I often hear Turkic tricks, but looking at it now, this Turkic woman's problem is nothing more than that, it can only be regarded as mediocre."

"Normal!?" Li An, the doctor under the main meal, almost yelled out. This was before the holy car, and there was still the heavenly official Otsuka Zai standing beside him. Li An quickly suppressed his surprise. He thought that if this problem was made public, Yang Jian would definitely beat his chest. , complaining endlessly, how would I know...

Li An said in disbelief: "Doctor in the main meal, can you hear me clearly? It's a drink, and you have to..."

Yang Jian interrupted him, and said with a smile: "It can be sweet or salty, but it's very clear."

Not to mention the doctor Li An who has been cooking for a lifetime, even the young emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Zai Yu Wenhu gave Yang Jian an extra look. They thought that Yang Jian would be somewhat surprised when he faced this problem. Some, but Yang Jian gave them another surprise.

Yang Jianping stood steadily and said: "Turks in the extreme north, it is inevitable that they have never seen anything in the world. This is also a common thing. It is just a sweet and salty drink. How can it be difficult for me? man of?"

Yang Jian was so "promising", which made all the spectators at the scene feel empty. The little emperor Yu Wenyong's face was not so good, and he said lightly: "That's it, the matter of welcoming the Turkic mission will be left to you. Sui Guogong and the prince are married, this time the matter is very important, whether we can suppress the Qi people in the east depends on this trembling, we must not fail."

"The minister leads the edict!"

Yang Jian and Yang Zhong agreed, and the little emperor didn't want to say anything, so he waved his hand to let everyone leave, so everyone left the Longevity Palace.

Yu Wenhu withdrew, and did not leave immediately, but stood at the entrance of Yanshou Hall, looked at Yang Jian with a smile, and said, "Congratulations to the doctor in the main table, the master attaches so much importance to it, and gave such a grand Yan drink to the main table. The doctor came to take care of it, so it can be seen that the position of the doctor in the owner's heart is really very important."

Facing Yuwenhu's "ridiculousness", Yang Jian seemed as if Yuwenhu was really flattering himself, so he accepted all the orders, saying: "Zai Otsuka's words are serious, and he is doing his best for the master."

Yu Wenhu's eyelids twitched inexplicably, coughed, and then got to the point, saying: "The son may not know something, but Ashina, the daughter of Khan, is very tricky, and she has been in the wild land of the extreme north all year round. , the problem that Ashina raised this time is clearly making things difficult, if the prince needs any help..."

When Yuwenhu said this, Yang Jian finally understood Yuwenhu's real intention.In fact, Yu Wenhu didn't really want to make things difficult for Yang Jian. He agreed with Li An's proposal and recommended Yang Jian to host this Turkic Yanyin. Yuwen's protective clothing is soft.

Sure enough, Yu Wenhu said with a smile: "If Shizi needs help, I won't just stand by and watch. As long as Shizi asks, I will do my best to help, how about it?"

It seems that Yu Wenhu wanted to win over Yang Jian, and first forced Yang Jian to a corner, so that Yang Jian had to rely on Yu Wenhu.

Yang Jian knew it well, but is it really safe to take refuge in Yuwenhu?Naturally it is not safe, Yang Jian is a person who knows the history, although Yu Wenhu is powerful and killed three emperors in a row, but in the future, he will still be killed by the little emperor Yu Wenyong.

The current situation in the Northern Zhou Dynasty is not stable. The young emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Zai Yu Wenhu are on the opposite side. These two people are fighting openly and secretly. Yang Jian does not need to be involved in any vortex, nor does he need to participate in their factional battles.

A few days ago at the hunting ground in Yuanzhou, Yang Jian asked the little emperor and Yu Wenhu to shake hands and make peace. It was the same reason. The little emperor and Yu Wenhu faced each other tit for tat, and only then did the Sui Kingdom's government have a respite. The more fierce they fought, the less thoughtful they became To worry about others, so Yang Jian didn't need to get involved.

Yang Jian said calmly: "Zai Otsuka has a lot of things to do every day, maybe he didn't understand clearly, the problem of the Turkic people is not a problem, it's just a sweet and salty drink, so why bother Zai Otsuka? ?”

Yu Wenhu narrowed his eyes, and said simply: "Maybe the old man didn't understand clearly, or maybe the son didn't understand, it's okay, the old man can repeat it... The Turkic problem is so tricky, if the son can't finish it, it's not just the son. The relationship between people will shame my Dazhou, and it will also affect the entire Sui government. However... the old man still has some face in Turkic, as long as the old man says a word, this tricky problem can become approachable. In this court junior Among the sons, the old man values ​​the son the most, if the son is free sometime, he might come to the old man to have a heart-to-heart talk."

In fact, Yuwenhu is not too old. Yuwenhu is in his forties this year, and his temples are slightly gray. In addition, Yuwenhu was born in a noble family, so his appearance and bearing are not the same as before. old man.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Otsuka Zai has broken his heart for us ignorant juniors, no wonder they all have gray hair... If there is a day when Otsuka Zai is really needed, I will definitely come to visit, thank you in advance Otsuka killed."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and left with Yang Zhong, going to the bus office, ready to leave the palace in a carriage.

Yu Wenhu squinted his eyes, staring at the back of Yang Jian leaving, his eyes slowly darkened, Yu Wenhui stood behind him, not daring to show his breath, watching his nose, nose and heart, who can talk to Grandpa like this, Yang And it was the first one, and what shocked Yu Wenhui even more was that Grandpa was not angry.

Yang Jian had already left, and even his back disappeared. Yu Wenhu was still squinting, and suddenly said: "Is there really no solution to the Turkic problem?"

Li An, the doctor under the main meal, immediately stepped forward, bowed his body, almost stuck his head under his crotch, and said in a dozen stacks: "Please rest assured, Prime Minister! There is absolutely no solution! The villain has been cooking for decades, and he has never seen a kind of Drinking syrup can be sweet or salty, the key is to taste good, isn’t it just a dream? The prime minister put 120 hearts on it, and within a few days, the fledgling son of Sui Guogong will come to the prime minister Take it easy."

Yang Zhong came out of the palace with Yang Jian, and went back to Sui Guogong's mansion, Xiao Baozi and his two younger brothers were waiting at home.

Yang Zheng had sharp ears and eyes, and was the first to say, "I'm back."

The little bun immediately changed into a milky expression, and ran over in small steps, with a sweet smile on his fleshy face, and softly shouted: "Father! Father is back!" !"

Yang Jian was intriguing in the palace, and when he came home and saw such a cute little bun, he felt that the cheap son was like a little angel, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be the future father-killing tyrant Yang Guang.

The little bun's chubby face, and the milky voice inexplicably have the effect of decompression and healing. Yang Jian immediately stepped forward to give his cute and cheap son a big hug. "Cheng Yaojin", Yang Zhong moved much faster than Yang Jian, stepped forward, cut off the beard directly, abruptly in front of Yang Jian, and snatched the little bun.

"Come on! Grandfather hug!"

Yang Jian: "..."

Yang Zhong picked up the little bun and raised two highs. Although Yang Guang didn't feel much about raising highs, and even felt a little bored, in order to cooperate with Yang Zhong, he said sweetly: "Holding highs! Wow! —Hold it high! Grandfather, hold it high!"

It's not that the grandfather is playing with the little bun, it's clearly the grandson is playing with the grandfather. When Yang Zhong heard this, he was really happy, and immediately gave Yang Guang two high praises.

Yang Jian's hands were very itchy, such a cute son, his flesh was so soft, he wished he could hold him all the time and not let go, after finally coming back from the palace, he wanted to hug his son, and had to wait in line?Yang Jian then said, "Grandpa, let Jian hug me..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Zhong had already started a new topic. While coaxing the little bun, he said to Yang Jian: "Are you sure about the Turkic Yanyin matter? This Turkic is cunning, and Yanyin is definitely not making trouble." If you have any difficulties with obsessive things, don't hold back, you must talk to grandpa."

Yang Jian was in a hurry to hold his son, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I'm sure...or let my son hold him first..."

He didn't finish his words for the second time, Yang Zhong hugged the little bun and didn't let go, and said: "Since it's very sure, what are you going to drink?"

Yang Jian said: "Now it's useless to say it. When my son has prepared all the ingredients, I will try it with my grandfather and brothers first."

As Yang Jian said, he stretched out his hand to "grab" the little bun. In fact, Yang Zhong interrupted him twice on purpose, in order to hold the little bun for a while longer. Interrupted, had no choice but to part with the pain, reluctantly let Yang Jian carry the little bun.

Yang Guang had dead fish eyes on his face, and he was a little nauseated when he held up high. He was carried back by Yang Jian. He was still a little dizzy at the moment, and it would be better if he leaned in Yang Jian's arms.

Yang Zhong said: "Turk wants to marry Ashina, the daughter of the country, into our Dazhou. This time Yanyin must not go wrong. You must pay attention to it."

As he said this, the youngest Yang Zan had already said: "Grandpa, you can rest assured, I will leave it to the elder brother to be safe."

Although Yang Zan didn't know what kind of drink Yang Jian was going to make, but somehow he trusted him so much.

Yang Zheng also said: "That's right, Grandpa, brother is very steady."

Yang Zhong shook his head helplessly, and said: "I don't know how much sincerity the Turkic daughter Ashina came to Beijing with. Not only the Qi people in the east, but even the noble children in the court are thinking about it." How to please Ashina."

The Turkic Khan has never let go of the matter of marrying a daughter. As a result, not only the Northern Qi people wanted to marry the Khan's daughter, but even the nobles of the Northern Zhou Dynasty also wanted to marry the Khan's daughter.

Yang Zan frowned and said: "That's the truth. Now Turkic is a piece of delicious cake. Whoever can eat this piece of cake will definitely get a big deal. Anyone who can get Ashina's favor is the one who gets Ashina's favor." With the help of the Turks, the foundation in the DPRK and China will naturally be more stable."

The noble children of the Northern Zhou Dynasty are like Ming Jinger in their hearts. Now that the Northern Zhou Dynasty wants to fight the Northern Qi Dynasty with the Turks, it is best for Ashina to marry the Lord. If he does not marry the Lord, he will fall in love with him. Someone's noble son seems to be a good thing that falls from the sky. In this way, if he can marry the noble man of Ashina, he will hold the owner's veins. In order to unite with the Turks, the owner will also All respect for this man.

Yang Zhong said: "Who says it's not the case? I heard that Yu Wenhu has already asked several of his sons to prepare, and wants to show courtesy in front of Ashina."

Yang Zheng scratched the back of his head, and said: "I heard that Ashina, the daughter of the Khan, was born beautiful like a fairy. There is a rumor that 'beautiful, but beautiful'. I don't know if it is true."

Yang Zan never believed such rumors, and said: "After all, she is a Turkic daughter, how can she compare with our Da Zhou daughter?"

Yang Jian hugged the little bun and shook his head, regardless of whether this Ashina is beautiful or not, Yang Jian is not interested, besides, Ashina is the famous Queen Ashina in history, and Yu Wenyong's future queen. Yang Jian didn't want to take this muddy water.

Yang Zhong didn't think so, his eyes turned on Yang Jian, and he said: "Since Ashina has been passed on so exquisitely, there must be something special about it, boss, you always like to touch flowers and grass, why don't you do it this time?" Let's get down to business, marrying Ashina back to our Duke of Sui's mansion will also be of great benefit to our Duke of Sui's mansion."

Yang Zhong set his mind on his son, before Yang Jian could speak, Yang Guang narrowed his eyes, thinking that something was wrong, if Yang Jian really provoked Ashina, he would have his own son in the future, his own son Isn't the status insecure?

Yang Guang put his mind to one side, he was just a baby, so he didn't have to be afraid of face, and immediately "Wow——!!" cried out, but it was thunder but not rain.

The little bun cried out without warning, looking pitiful and unloved, sitting in Yang Jian's arms, his two short arms wrapped around Yang Jian's neck tightly, and his little face kept rubbing against Yang Jian. I felt pity for crying, and said in a vague way: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ...Wow woo woo woo...Father, father, don't nest, woo woo..."

Little Baozi put all his strength into it, and wept with confidence. As soon as he started to cry, it really worked. Everyone present panicked. After all, they were all old men, and Yang Zhong was a grandson slave, so he was in a hurry. Said: "Good grandson! Why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!"

Yang Zan took out a handkerchief in a panic, and said, "Wipe it quickly, your face will be cracked from crying!"

Yang Zheng said: "It's all Grandpa, Grandpa made you cry."

Yang Jian hates the tears of the little baby the most, especially the little bun who cries "heartbroken", and his acting skills are so good that even if he doesn't need tears, he can cry to the heart of others.

Yang Jian immediately coaxed the little Baozi who was crying fakely, and said, "Dear boy, father and father don't marry wives, my son is so good, how could he not want a son. Who said father and father are going to marry?"

Little Baozi pouted, pointed at Yang Zhong with his little meaty hand, choked with grievance, and said, "Ancestors, ancestors say it!"

Yang Zhong immediately changed his position and said, "My grandfather didn't say anything, my dear grandson, you got it wrong, really!"

Yang Guang's scheme succeeded, a sneer hung on the corner of his lips, but he quickly restrained himself, and pretended to be aggrieved and pitiful, he hugged Yang Jian's neck tightly, leaned into Yang Jian's arms, and said, "Woo...father , Father really don’t marry a wife?”

Yang Jian immediately reassured, saying: "It's absolutely true, Turkic people can't eat together with us, so how can father and father marry Turkic daughters? This important task should be left to the second and third brothers."

Yang Zan waved his hand and said, "I can't do it, brother, don't make fun of me."

Yang Zheng smirked and said, "I can't do it either! I even fought against the Turks!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So... Grandpa can only go to battle in person! As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and spicy, so Grandpa can just set an example and marry Khan's daughter back. Contribute to our Sui State government."

"You brat!" Yang Zhong said, "It's not big or small!"

As he spoke, he waved and said, "Quick, give me another hug for my grandson!"

Yang Jian heard that he was going to occupy the little bun again, so he immediately picked up the little bun and ran away. Yang Zhong chased after him with wide eyes and said, "Don't run, give me another hug for my grandson! Stop! Stop quickly... Just for a while, let me hug you for a while..."

Yang Zheng: "..."

Yang Zan: "..."

When the Turkic mission came to Beijing, Sui Guogong Yang Zhong was in charge of welcoming it.On the day when the mission entered Beijing, it was very lively, not to be overlooked, but all the sons and daughters of the nobles in Chang'an were welcome. The children all want to fight for it, marry the Khan's daughter, and stabilize their foothold in the court.

Because Yang Jian and others were the young masters of Sui Guogong's mansion, they also accompanied Yang Zhong and his sons to Jingzhao City Gate, preparing to welcome Khan's daughter Ashina.

The gate of Jingzhao city has been completely blocked, and all kinds of noble children, whether they are from the public family or the Qing family, all gather here. At a glance, it is like a beauty contest.This man is more beautiful than a woman, he is more beautiful than a woman, the city gate is full of colorful flowers, as expected, it is midsummer, a hundred flowers are blooming, looking carefully, it turns out that it is the color of the skirt, not a cluster of flowers.

Yang Jian came late with the little bun, Yang Zheng came up to meet him, and said excitedly: "Brother, look, it's so lively!"

Yang Zan came over waving his waist fan Shi Shiran, looking like a talented man, and said disdainfully: "I don't know if the second brother is pleased because of the large number of people, or because he can see the beauty of Ashina. gone."

Yang Zheng didn't realize that Yang Zan was teasing himself, and said honestly, "Everyone likes it! Our Jingzhao hasn't been this lively for a long time!"

The little emperor's elder brother, Ming Emperor Yu Wenyu was poisoned to death, and the little emperor Yu Wenyong came to the throne immediately. It wasn't long after he came to the throne, and nothing good happened in the court, so the whole Chang'an was lifeless. I have to say, Turkic The embassy mission to Beijing was really lively.

Yang Jian looked around the crowd, the mission had not arrived yet, and when he looked around, he saw a familiar figure and said, "Two brothers, look, is there a flower rooster over there?"

Flower cock?Yang Zheng said strangely: "How can there be roosters in this street market? Weird!"

Yang Zan followed Yang Jian's instructions and laughed so hard that he almost choked on himself. What kind of cock, it's clearly...

——Hussar General Yu Wenhui!

But Yang Jian's description is very real, it can be said that it is vivid, today's Yuwenhui can be described as "beautiful", "bright and charming", "exposed"...

Yu Wenhui made eye contact with them from a long distance away, and immediately turned around and ran away. Yang Jian didn't give him a chance to escape, so he pulled the little bun to meet him, and said, "Yo, General Hussar, what a coincidence."

Yu Wenhui failed to escape, covered his face, and said, "I'm not the general of the hussars, you misidentified me."

Yang Zan rolled his eyes, and Yang Zheng said, "Eh? You made it clear that you are the General of Hussars, and the voice is similar too. How could we admit our mistake?"

Yang Jian used the tip of his waist fan to pick up Yu Wenhui's "coquettish" Su Su, and said with a smile: "General Hushi, you shouldn't cover your face, it's proper to cover your clothes."

They had already discovered Yuwenhui, and they looked as if they were broken. They put down their hands, held out their chests openly, and said, "What's the matter, didn't you also come to see Khan's daughter?"

Yang Jian smiled and said: "My father is in charge of welcoming the Turkic mission. We are here to support the scene. The purpose of the General Hussar may be different."

Needless to say, Yu Wenhui's purpose of coming here today is actually the same as that of those noble children, all of which is to win the favor of Ashina Kingdom.