I'm a Buddhist foster child

If he wants to become the Turkic "long-time son-in-law", as long as he has an in-law relationship with the Turkic, then he will hold the lifeline of the little emperor, and the Yuwen family will be even more prosperous in the court in the future.

Yu Wenhui said with a sad face: "You think I want to come? I have no interest in that Turkic woman at all. They are all grandpas. They insisted on asking me to come, and even put on such a shameful dress!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian nodded in agreement and said, "It's really embarrassing."

Yu Wenhui's eyelids twitched, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I don't want to talk to you anymore, it's not speculative!"

While everyone was chatting and laughing, they heard a commotion, followed by the clacking of horseshoes and the rolling of ruts, it was the arrival of the Turkic mission.

Everyone looked out along the city gate, and saw a black horse from a distance, leading the horse, and standing on top of the black horse was a man in red clothes. The person on the horse must be the one that the son of a nobleman would break his head and want to marry - the daughter of Ashina.

Yu Wenhui stretched his neck to look at it several times, and said, "The distance is too far, I can't see clearly."

Others were like Yu Wenhui, stretching their necks to look at the Ashina girl, but Yang Jianman didn't care, and said with a smile: "Aren't you bored with the Ashina girl, what are you doing so carefully?"

Yuwenhui said: "You don't understand this, I, Yuwenhui, are personable and capable of carrying a tripod, if this girl from Ashina wants to marry me for nothing, I will have to bear it too Is it?"

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, others didn't know about it, but Yang Jian knew about it, Ashina's daughter was going to marry Yu Wenyong in the future, and Yu Wenhui had nothing to do with it.

"I'm coming."

"Entering the city gate!"

"Look, that's the Khan's daughter!"

It is rumored that Khan's daughter is "beautiful and beautiful", and she is a rare beauty in Turkic. Because of the noble status of Ashina's daughter, there is indeed some element of flattery, but the legend is so magical that everyone present thinks To see the beauty of a fairy.

The team of the mission was getting closer and closer, and the fiery woman in the red dress was more and more vividly displayed in front of everyone.Along with the team of the mission, the woman in red riding on the black horse dexterously turned over with a "da" and stood in front of everyone.

Yang Jian's gaze was slightly dazed, thinking that he had experienced so many things, and he had never been so dazed before.That's right, Yang Jian was surprised, there are few things that can make him so restless, but it's not that he fell under the beautiful pomegranate skirt of Ashina, but...

Yang Jian raised his hand, rubbed the corner of his forehead, and watched the Ashina girl who turned over quickly from the horse.

The face of the Chinese girl is indeed delicate and lovely, seven points agile, three points beautiful, more lively and clever than the average Northern Zhou girl, if she grows up, she must be a beauty, but now she can only be regarded as a beauty embryo.

That's right, this Ashina girl is too young.

Yang Jian knew that people in ancient times got married early, but the age of this Ashina girl is still too young, isn't it?

Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, and he turned his head and said, "This girl from Ashina... how old is she?"

Yu Wenhui was surprised and said: "Mr. Sui is responsible for welcoming the missions. You don't even know this? The daughter of Ashina is nine years old this year."

nine years old...

Yang Jian looked at Yuwenhui with a trace of disdain, and said, "Ashina's daughter is only nine years old, so you can do it?"

Yu Wenhui waved his hand and said, "Hey, what's the matter? You can make a marriage contract first, and after a few years, won't it be over when you get married?"

Yang Zhong greeted the Turkic mission, and sent the mission to stay in the post. Yang Jian, his son and younger brothers watched the excitement, and prepared to go back home.

As soon as everyone entered Sui Guogong's mansion, a servant ran up and said, "My lord, the taro you want can be regarded as found!"

Yang Jian needed taro to complete the problem of the Turkic mission, but he didn't realize that the taro was quite hard to find, and he searched for it for several days, which delayed a lot of time.

It happened that I found it today and I had time, so Yang Jian said: "The ingredients are all ready, let's go to the dining room to make this sweet and salty syrup drink."

The two younger brothers and the little bun Yang Guang wanted to know what Yang Jian's plan was. They had never heard of sweet or salty drinks. Hundred claws scratched his heart, wanting to know what kind of wonderful drink this is.

Yang Jian walked into the dining room, and the cooks had already prepared the ingredients that Young Master wanted, and they were all simple items, not too complicated.

Milk, bitter vegetables, dried meat, millet, taro, glutinous rice, salt, etc., are all ingredients that don't look very eye-catching.

People in the Northern Zhou Dynasty like to drink buttermilk, and buttermilk is a dairy product, so they are not accustomed to drinks such as milk, but bitter vegetables are not.

Bitter herbs are actually what later generations called tea. Tea is not common in the north. Only southerners like to drink tea and eat fish. People in the Northern Zhou Dynasty looked down on tea drinkers, thinking that drinking tea was a humble thing, and called tea slaves. .

Putting milk and bitter herbs together really confused everyone present.

And what Yang Jian wanted to do was the combination of milk and tea. Needless to say, it was naturally - milk tea.

The daughter of Ashina wanted a drink that could be sweet or salty. It sounded like nonsense, but in Yang Jian's opinion, it was extremely easy. Isn't that just milk tea?

There are sweet milk tea and salty milk tea, and the taste is good, and the acceptance is generally wide. The women of Ashina are nomads who wander on the grasslands, and their acceptance of salty milk tea should be better than those of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Much stronger, so milk tea is the best choice.

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, drinking buttermilk and drinking tea were already very popular, but coincidentally, milk and tea seemed to be sworn enemies. Due to geographical problems, milk and tea had never been in contact with each other, and milk tea had not yet been born.

Yang Jian made up his mind to make milk tea. This sweet milk tea is very easy to handle. Yang Jian asked the servants to prepare taro, just to make a very popular online red taro milk tea.

Boil the taro with milk and add a lot of sweet glutinous rice. In this way, the taro is full of milky fragrance, sweet and delicious, and it is ground into a fine taro paste. When drinking, spread the taro paste on the wall of the water essence cup Put milk tea on it, and through the crystal clear water essence cup, you can see the light lotus root-colored taro paste, like splashed ink, with a unique artistic conception, not only delicious, but also beautiful, like a work of art.

Because the process of sweet milk tea is less, Yang Jian first made sweet milk tea and boiled the tea leaves carefully.The two younger brothers stood side by side with Xiao Baozi watching, both a little strange, wondering what Yang Jian was doing.

Although the southerners had already started to drink tea at that time, the way of drinking tea at that time was different from what it is now.The tea at that time would be fried together with some other ingredients and oil to make tea paste, and then various exquisite patterns were carved on the tea paste. When drinking tea, the tea paste was chopped and brewed with water. Similar to modern instant drinks.

The milk tea that Yang Jian makes is not as cumbersome as tea paste, and there is no need to crush and fry the tea leaves. He just washes the tea leaves and boils them carefully in a small pot to make the tea leaves fragrant.Soon, a fragrant and slightly bitter taste permeated the air.

Although Yang Zheng and Yang Jian knew about bitter herbs, they had never drank tea.And Yang Guang is a person who has experienced it. After the reunification of the North and the South, Yang Guang also drank tea, but he had never brewed tea like this.

Yang Jian boiled a large pot of tea, because sweet milk tea and salty milk tea both need to be boiled, and this part is the same, so Yang Jian simply boiled a lot, enough for one time.

Taking advantage of the gap between making tea, the taro boiled with milk is also out of the pot.Yang Zan usually doesn't like taro the most, because taro is the staple food, and taro is always salty, otherwise he just eats it with his mouth. Yang Zan is a bit picky about his taste, and he always thinks taro is tasteless.

But now, as soon as the milk taro comes out of the pot, before it is ground into mashed taro, a sweet and sweet smell hits the face, which is indescribably fresh and attractive.

In order to add flavor to the taro, Yang Jian added a lot of sweetness. If the milk taro is eaten without a mouth, people who don’t like sweets may find it a bit sweet, but it is just right when it is used as an additive in milk tea. .

Yang Jian took the taro out of the milk and crushed the taro with a small metal dagger, that is, a small spoon. The steaming hot taro was steaming, and when the small dagger was pushed down, the mellowness of the milk and the aroma of the taro instantly followed. The heat surged up, and the sweetness was indescribable.

Sweet milk tea is easy to make. Yang Jian boils milk and tea together, adds a few ice cubes into the water essence cup with mashed taro, and pours the mixed milk tea.The milk tea hits the ice cubes, making a crisp sound. When the milk tea hits the ice cubes, it cools down quickly, covering the water essence cup with a layer of white mist, which adds a bit of beauty to the mist.

Yang Jian couldn't eat sweets, so he poured out three cups of milk tea and handed them to Xiao Baozi, his second brother Yang Zheng, and his third brother Yang Zan respectively. They taste.

The three of them were a little suspicious, no matter it was tea, taro, or the way of drinking, they were not used to it, let alone this weird cooking method, the three of them looked at each other and slowly picked up the water Cup, try to sip with a straw.

The taste of tea leaves is sweet and bitter, the milk is mellow and lingering, the combination of milk and tea leaves is just right, and the dense taro puree is sweet, soft and delicious, which adds a layer of texture and taste to the milk tea.Sipping in the mouth, first the aroma of milk, then the clearness of tea, and finally the pureness of taro paste, which is unspeakably delicious.

Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Brother, this is delicious!"

Yang Zan said in surprise: "This... this taro, is it so delicious? I didn't know it in the past."

Yang Guang was also taken aback, he had eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, fine wines and pure brews, it is really strange that such a simple combination of milk, bitter herbs and taro can produce such a wonderful taste!

Seeing that they like to drink it, Yang Jian said, "Don't worry, there will be salty milk tea in a while, and then compare and compare, whether it is salty or sweet."

Yang Jian poured out half of the tea soup to make sweet milk tea, and left the remaining half of the tea soup on the fire to make salty milk tea.This salty milk tea has more processes than sweet milk tea, but it is not complicated.

Yang Jian added the milk to the tea soup, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he added the dried meat and fried millet found by the cook into the boiling milk tea.

Yang Zan stared and said: "This... big brother, how can you eat this milk tea with dried meat in it?"

Yang Jian didn't take it seriously, and continued his actions with a smile, took a larger spoon, and began to stir in the salty milk tea with various condiments.The most authentic salty milk tea pays attention to tarik tea, not only to put in all kinds of salty ingredients, but also to stir the milk tea constantly, use a spoon to raise the milk tea, so that the milk tea can fully contact with the air, and the boiled Milk tea is more mellow.

Fried rice and jerky were constantly boiling in the milk tea. Under the stunned eyes of his younger brother and son, Yang Jian scooped up a spoonful of loose salt and sprinkled it into the milk tea. My younger brother and son's eyelids twitched, thinking that the strange salt milk tea must not taste good.

Yang Jian put in salt, stirred evenly, then turned off the fire, and brought a large pot of milk tea down from the stove.

Yang Jian did not take the water essence cup this time, but took three small bowls, poured out the salty milk tea, and placed them in the small bowls respectively. As the rich milk tea soup poured into the bowls, fried rice and dried meat were sandwiched between them , also poured into the bowl.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Okay, let's try it, this time it's salty milk tea."

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan were a little hesitant. After all, they had just accepted taro milk tea, and they had preconceived ideas, so looking at the milk tea with salt, they always felt that they were not well.

Yang Guang put his mind to one side, thinking that if he didn't please Yang Jian at this time, when would it be better? Isn't it just milk tea with loose salt?So sweetly said: "Wow! Wo! Try it! Father and father are so rough!"

The little bun was on his feet, holding the small bowl. In fact, he felt as if a strong man had broken his wrist. He scooped up the slightly steaming milk tea with a small dagger, put it in his mouth, and only took a small sip, which couldn't be smaller.

The salty milk tea flowed down the tip of the tongue and filled the mouth, the little bun's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a trace of surprise and surprise.It turns out that this salty milk tea is not evil. When you sip it, it is more mellow and fragrant than sweet milk tea. Compared with sweet and fresh sweet milk tea, this salty milk tea has a richer background, a longer aftertaste, and a lingering fragrance. Spinning in the mouth, and inexplicably appetizing...

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan watched the little bun drank the salty milk tea righteously, and urged, "Little nephew, how is it? Is the salty drink good?"

Little Baozi blinked his big eyes, and then came back to his senses, and said crisply: "It's delicious! Father's cooking is delicious!"

Yang Zheng and Yang Jian seemed a little disbelieving, fearing that their little nephew Aiwujiwu, they picked up the small bowl of salty milk tea and put a spoonful into their mouths.Xiao Baozi did not tell lies. Although it seems that the dispute between salty and sweet is irreconcilable, he can't figure it out just by relying on his imagination. He only feels that the more he thinks about it, the more evil he becomes. But if he really put it in his mouth and tried it himself, he will suddenly understand , In fact, the dispute between salty and sweet is "nothing more than that", it seems that there are two sides of human nature, no matter the positive side or the negative side, they all have their own existence, and they are bound to co-exist...

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan didn't believe it at first, but after taking a sip, they couldn't hold back the brakes immediately, and immediately immersed themselves in eating bitterly, occasionally drinking sweet and salty sips.

Looking at their reactions, Yang Jian knew that it would be a success. After all, milk tea is very popular in modern times, and women from Ashina should like milk tea even more because they are young.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Is sweet milk tea better, or salty milk tea better?"

Yang is tall and big, but with a milk tea mustache on his mouth, he said with a smirk, "I like sweets more! Taro paste is sweet, and it's very enjoyable with milk tea, especially with ice cream, it's also cool in summer!"

At the end, Yang Zheng put on his cat's beard and said proudly: "Brother, give me another big pot!"

Yang Zan said: "I think the salty one is more palatable. This salty milk tea is very mellow, and it tastes really good when you drink it."

Yang Guang was very scheming. He licked the beard around his mouth with his small tongue. It was sweeter than sweet milk taro, but sweet but not greasy. He said crisply: "As long as it is made by father and father, I will like it!"

Sure enough, Xiaobaozi still won, and who would give up to me when it comes to currying favor with Yang Jian...

Yang Zheng drank three cups of iced taro milk tea in a row, and then he felt a lot more refreshed, and said: "No wonder the elder brother has a well-thought-out idea, this kind of milk tea, not to mention the Turkic people, even the Qi people in the east will drink it. Applause, we will definitely win this time!"

As he said, he sucked up the last bit of iced sweet milk tea in a rustle, glanced at the remaining half of Yang Zan's cup, and said with a smile: "Third brother, I see that you can't drink any more, I'll help you drink it." help me?"

Yang Zan said angrily, "You've already drank so much."

"It's not good, it's not good!!" At this moment, the servant suddenly rushed in, yelling, with a look of collapse, and said: "Young Master, it's not good, it's not good!"

Yang Jian didn't take it seriously, and said, "What's wrong?"

The servant was sneaky, lowered his voice, and said, "Master Young Master, you ordered that old man Yang who is under house arrest in the side courtyard is not good!"

When Yang Jian heard that it was Gao Changgong's business, he took it seriously and said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zheng groaned and said, "Isn't it true that the elder brother's anger will attack the heart, and the old disease has relapsed?"

Yang Jian looked helplessly at the second son, Yang Zheng, and found that although the second brother was simple and simple, he seemed to be devoted to making complaints, and he still made complaints with a simple and honest face.

The servant said: "It's not an old illness, it's that Mr. Yang went on a hunger strike and refused to eat. He fainted now. The medical officer came to see him and said that if Mr. Yang went on such a hunger strike again, it might be really bad." Already!"

Yang Jian detained King Lanling, Gao Changgong refused to surrender, and he spent so much time with him, counting that he hadn't seen each other for a few days, these days Yang Jian didn't have time to see Gao Changgong because of the Turkic mission. Unexpectedly, Gao Changgong turned out to be stubborn.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not good to be starving, I should feel bad."

As he said that, he poured out a portion of the freshly made sweet and salty milk tea, put them in Mu Chengpan, and said, "It's also my fault, my fourth child has been left out in the cold these days, so let's go and see for myself."

After all, Gao Changgong was the Lanling King of the Northern Qi Dynasty. According to Yang Zheng, he was not weak in martial arts, and he was brave and good at fighting.

In order to please Yang Jian, Yang Guang would follow Yang Jian all the time, so he grabbed Yang Jian's clothes, looking very clingy and greasy, and went to the courtyard together.

Yang Jian's detainment of King Lanling of the Northern Qi Dynasty was kept a secret. Apart from his younger brothers and Xiao Baozi, even Sui Guogong Yang Zhong didn't know about it. After all, Gao Changgong was from the Northern Qi Dynasty. If it spread, he didn't know what trouble it would cause.

So Yang Jian deliberately arranged his sworn brother in the side courtyard of Sui Guogong's mansion. Next to this place is the warehouse, and generally no one came to walk around here.

Yang Jian carried the wooden Chengpan and walked to the door of the house. The servant opened the door and respectfully invited Yang Jian to enter.

The medical officer finished the consultation, wrote the prescription, and was about to get the medicine to boil, and said: "This gentleman is short of energy and blood, and he has an old disease. If he keeps fasting like this, he may not be able to take it for a long time." A lot."

Yang Jian nodded, then asked the medical officer to retreat, and signaled to Yang Zheng, Yang Zheng dispatched all the servants to retreat, "Bang!", and shut the door firmly!

The house is not sunny, and it is a little dark during the day, and the curtains are drawn, so that the sun is gloomy, Gao Changgong is lying on the bed of the tent, he clearly heard someone coming in, but he does not open his eyes, a look The look of nothing else.

Yang Jian put the milk tea on the table beside the bed, and said in a very gentle voice, "Fourth brother, I heard from the servant that you have a bad appetite, so I made milk tea for you specially for my brother, come and taste if this drink suits you. What's your taste?"

Gao Changgong was still lying on the couch, motionless, without opening his eyes, as if he was dead, but he spoke in a hoarse voice revealing a trace of weakness, and said indifferently: "Let me go, kill me. You could be one of a kind.”

Yang Jian raised his lips and smiled, completely ignoring his words, and still talking to himself: "This sweet milk tea has taro paste added, which is very mellow, and this salty milk tea is added with dried meat and fried rice, appetizing and full. Xiaosi, do you prefer sweet or salty?"

Gao Changgong didn't respond again, this time he didn't even speak, and just lay down.

Yang Jian didn't dislike being cold, picked up the salty milk tea, and said, "Then try the salty taste first. You haven't eaten for many days, so it's good to have some liquid food first. You can eat something else later, so as not to lose weight." Stomach pain."

Yang Jianai sat down on the bed teeth, holding a salty milk tea, full of tenderness, scooped up a spoonful, cooled it a little, fed it to Gao Changgong's lips, and coaxed the child to say: "Come and taste, open your mouth, be careful hot."

However, Gao Changgong seemed to be irritated by Yang Jian, "Boom!!" He made a sudden movement and slammed his hand to knock down the small bowl in Yang Jian's hand.Even though he went on a hunger strike for a few days, Gao Changgong is in good health, and he is a martial arts practitioner. His strength is really strong. The small bowl of salty milk tea flew out in an instant and hit the wall next to him, "clang" Clammed on the ground again.

The salty milk tea in the bowl splashed out and spilled all over Yang Jian's body. Not long after the milk tea came out of the pot, although it wasn't boiling hot, it was still warm. When it poured on the back of Yang Jian's hand, it turned red immediately.

"Brother!"

"Brother!?"

"Father!"

The little bun Yang Guang, Yang Zheng and Yang Zan rushed up immediately. Yang Zheng squinted his eyes, his arm muscles bulged, and he was furious. He grabbed Gao Changgong by the skirt of his clothes and lifted him up from the bed fiercely. , covered with a layer of cold prey.

Yang Zan quickly took out the handkerchief that he carried with him, and Xiao Baozi used the handkerchief to wipe off the milk tea soup on the back of Yang Jian's hand, pouting his mouth and blowing, and said, "Father, does it hurt the duck?" !"

Yang Zan said coldly: "Gao Su, don't you know what's good or bad!"

Gao Changgong sneered, and said, "What's the matter!? What can I say to you barbarians!?"

With a dark face, Yang Zheng said, "You!"

The back of Yang Jian's hand was not seriously burned, but it was a pity that the bowl of salty milk tea, Yang Jian stood up, shook the soup on his body, and stopped Yang Zheng from moving. people.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian smiled instead of anger, and said: "Little Si'er, brother Wei knows very well, don't you just want to provoke me and let me kill you? Don't worry, brother Wei will not let you succeed of."

Gao Changgong's face froze, as if Yang Jian had seen through his mind, he pursed his lips fiercely.

Yang Jian looked at the salty milk tea on the ground with regret, shook his head and said: "It's a pity that there is dried meat in such a good milk tea. It's shameful to waste it. Today, I must educate you well. Don't waste food, do you know how hard the farmer uncle is?"

Gao Changgong stared, listening to Yang Jian and himself "talking", said coldly: "If you want to kill, you can kill, if you want, you can cut, what is so much nonsense! Even if you don't kill me, I won't eat a bite of your food , You also heard from the medical officer that I don’t need you to do anything, I still have an old disease, and it’s only been a few days.”

Yang Jian smiled easy-goingly and said, "Yes, Jian went all the way to snatch you back. You're going to die as soon as you say it. I'm at a loss, isn't it?"

In fact, if King Lanling stayed in Northern Qi, he would end up in a miserable end. If he could stand in the same camp as Yang Jian, he would have saved himself.However, things hadn't developed yet, and King Lanling naturally didn't know what his future would be. Compared with his home country, Northern Qi, Yang Jian was more like an enemy.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter, although you smashed a bowl of salty milk tea, brother, there is still a bowl of sweet milk tea here. You are losing both energy and blood, and it is just right to eat some sweets. This taro can also replenish energy, no matter how good it is." there is none left."

Gao Changgong smiled coldly, not to mention seriously, although he had been hungry for a few days, his cheeks were slightly sunken, but his appearance was there, even if he sneered, he still had a special charm.

Gao Changgong said disdainfully: "Dream! Even if I, Gao Changgong, die, I won't eat a grain of yours!"

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "It seems that Brother Wei spoils you too much. Fourth brother, you don't know your position. You are a prisoner now. Brother Wei will teach you a good lesson today. What is society?" .”

Gao Changgong didn't understand what he heard, so he simply ignored Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said: "Jian will ask you one last question, should you drink this sweet milk tea or not."

Gao Changgong said coldly: "Master, I would rather die than submit. I, Gao Changgong, am not afraid of death. What else should I be afraid of?"

Yang Jian smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Okay, that's what you said. If you don't drink by yourself, believe it or not, I'll feed you mouth to mouth?"

"You..." Gao Changgong probably never dreamed that Yang Jian was such a rascal. Compared with Yang Jian, the old fritters.

Not to mention Gao Changgong, even the second younger brother Yang Zheng and the third younger brother Yang Zan also stared at Yang Jian in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Yang Guang: "..."

Xiao Baozi raised his fleshy little hand and rubbed his forehead.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "If you don't feel disgusted, I don't feel disgusted either. If I feel disgusted, you must be more disgusted than me."

He seemed to be talking tongue twisters, and every time he said a word, Gao Changgong's face turned livid, and finally the black and black almost turned into a burnt pot bottom.

Yang Jian brushed off his robe, and said indifferently: "Anyway, I like to build my own happiness on the pain of others, and I can do things that harm others and benefit myself. Well... I'm a mad dog, and I'll bite when I get mad."

Gao Changgong's handsome face twitched several times, as if he was weighing Yang Jian's words.In the end, he turned his head away and ignored Yang Jian. He seemed to think that Yang Jian was trying to scare him.

"Don't believe me?" Yang Jian threw his waist fan on the ground with a "snap", and took off all kinds of jade pendants on his waist, as if he disliked these things for getting in the way, he immediately gathered up his sleeve robe and pushed the sleeves to his elbows Going up, he tightened his belt, the series of movements made everyone's scalps tingle, he waved to Yang Zheng and said, "Second brother, hold him down for Brother Wei, don't tell him to run away."

Yang Zheng hesitated for a moment, but still said loyally: "Yes, big brother!"

Gao Changgong is amazing in martial arts, but he has been hungry for many days. At this time, he is extremely weak. Moreover, in the battle of Tongguan, Gao Changgong was just a fledgling, and his body was full of old injuries. There is no chance of winning.

Yang Zheng strode over, "Boom!" He pressed Gao Changgong's arm with a sound, pinning him firmly so that he couldn't move.

Only then did Gao Changgong believe Yang Jian's evil, and he glared and shouted angrily: "Let go! Presumptuous!! You are so rude! What are you going to do!"

For a moment, the house was filled with the sounds of struggling and angry reprimands. The third brother Yang Zan felt that he was about to suffer from a headache.

Yang Guang, the little bun, was much calmer, but he also felt his eyelids twitch wildly, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to press his eyelids.

Yang Jian rolled up his sleeves and strode up, "Boom!!" Da Ma stepped on the bed teeth with a golden knife, picked up the cup of sweet milk tea and essence of life with one hand, and brought it to his lips in awe-inspiring manner.At this moment, Yang Jian's movements suddenly stopped, and he said with a smile: "I almost forgot, my brother is not satisfied with sweets, you can't eat sweets."

Gao Changgong was still struggling, the wound on his body was almost bursting, and his head was covered with cold sweat. Hearing Yang Jian's words, he breathed a sigh of relief. He really believed in Yang Jian's evil, and he was really playing tricks on himself.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian pointed at the third younger brother Yang Zan who was "Mian Zhan" who was hiding aside, and said, "Youngest brother, come here!"

Yang Zan was avoiding the war, when he suddenly heard his elder brother mentioning himself, he pointed at himself in amazement and said, "I, I come? Why, why am I here?"

Yang Jian said solemnly: "Eldest brother is like a father, so there is a reason for you to come for my brother. Besides, my brother is not satisfied with sweets. If you take a sip and feed it, the little four will live. Your eldest brother It's gone, how can this be good?"

Yang Zan's eyelids twitched wildly. At the Yuanzhou hunting ground a few days ago, Yang Jian drank buttermilk in full view, not only alive and kicking, but also pierced Liang Guogong's son's lute bone with his bare hands. There is nothing wrong with it.

Yang Zan waved his hands vigorously and said, "I can't, I can't, I really can't..."

As he said, he turned his eyes to see Yang Zheng, pointed to Yang Zheng and said, "Second brother, let second brother come! My younger brother is not stable enough, it's better to let second brother take care of things like this."

Yang Zheng suppressed Gao Changgong by himself, but the "ball" suddenly kicked in front of him. Yang Zheng was a little dazed, stuttered, and said, "Huh? Me, me?"

Yang Guang couldn't see this scene anymore, but Yang Jian said plausibly, "Second, it's up to you, teach him a lesson, you won't be afraid to kill the enemy when you go into battle, what's so scary about him, he won't lose a piece of meat Yes, you feed him!"

Yang Zheng is a good fool. Listening to Yang Jian's words, it seems reasonable, and he won't lose a piece of meat. Anyway, he won't suffer, so he said proudly: "Okay! I'll do it!"

As he said, he took the water essence cup of the sweet milk tea, and with a "hoo--", he took out a posture of "blowing against the bottle", and took a big mouthful of sweet milk tea into his mouth.

Yang Zheng didn't use a straw, he took a big mouthful, and then "Boom!", he slammed the water essence cup on the desk, his movements were sharp, revealing a bravery, but the water essence cup was taken off , Yang Zheng had a beard with milk tea on his mouth.

Yang Jian almost laughed, suppressed his smile, and said, "Yes, hold him down, don't let him run away, feed him."

Yang Zheng threw down the cup and restrained Gao Changgong, with a milky beard full of mouth, he wanted to bow his head fiercely.Gao Changgong's face was so pale that it couldn't be more serious, and he was so angry that he was shaking all over, and finally he gritted his teeth and shouted: "I eat it! Can't I eat it?"

Yang Jian smiled, showing a clear expression, and said, "No hunger strike?"

Gao Changgong stared at Yang Jian, gritted his back teeth, unwilling to say, "...no way."

Yang Jian said again: "How much better it is so early?"

As he spoke, he waved his hands and said to Yang Zheng: "Okay, second child, let him go."

Yang Zheng still had the milk tea in his mouth, at this moment he swallowed it with a "gudong", he felt that no matter how many times he drank it, the taste of the milk tea was really incomparably delicious.

Yang Jian poured out the other half of the milk tea in the water essence cup, and replaced Gao Changgong with a special cup, because he could see that Gao Changgong seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.

Yang Jian pushed the milk tea to Gao Changgong, smiled understandingly, and said, "Dear brother, drink some milk tea to fill your stomach first, don't be hungry, and I will order the dining room to make some for you in a while. Here are the soup cakes that are easy to digest.”

Gao Changgong was not reconciled, but he had no way to deal with Yang Jian. Yang Jian was a freak, he could always pinch the veins of others with great precision, and...without bloodshed.

Gao Changgong took the cup, and took a sip of the milk tea in the cup perfunctorily. He was also from the Northern Dynasties and never drank tea. When he heard what kind of tea it was, he didn't take it to heart, and even had some disdain. , don't have a taste.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been fasting for several days, and I’m hungry. I just feel that this milk tea is sweet and delicious. On the contrary, there is a fragrance of sweetness in the bitterness.

No matter how powerful Gao Changgong will be in the future, the current Gao Changgong is just a fledgling boy. He tried his best to hide his expression, but Yang Jian could tell at a glance that this Gao Changgong also liked milk tea very much.

Yang Jian asked with a smile: "How does it taste?"

Gao Changgong immediately restrained his expression, pretended to be cold and disdainful, and said lightly: "Shang..." Shang Ke.

Before Gao Changgong could finish his sentence, Yang Jian didn't give him a chance to answer, and asked himself and answered, "Is it good? As long as you like it."

Gao Changgong: "..."

Fortunately, Gao Changgong ignored Yang Jian, he was hungry and weak, and just needed some food, and the milk tea tasted so delicious that Gao Changgong drank it in a big gulp.

Yang Jian patted Gao Changgong on the shoulder and said, "Drink slowly, there is still a dining room, brother, let the dining room make some delicious soup cakes, and I will bring you some milk tea later."

He said and turned around to leave, but he seemed to have remembered something, turned around again, and said to Gao Changgong "wishfully", "Yes, my brother is very jealous. In the future, don't compete with people who are thicker than you."

Yang Guang: "..." For some reason, there was a hint of pride in my father's words.

Yang Guang's headache was about to split, but it was right to think about it carefully.Yang Zheng and Yang Zan didn't know King Lanling, but Yang Guang knew that he was the God of War who would haunt Northern Zhou in the future. Masks are all hesitant to dare to cross the boundary.

This is the King of Lanling, who was suppressed by Yang Jian's ingenious checks and balances using the "rogue" method, and it can be said that he was powerless to fight back.

The backs of Yang Jian's hands were still red, the hem was also in the belt, the sleeves were rolled up, and the skirt was stained with salty milk tea, but this did not hinder Yang Jian's leisurely look. He shook his waist fan with a "crash" and greeted Looking at his younger brother and son, he said, "Let's go, call it a day."

Yang Jian won the first battle, he was in a good mood, and with a leisurely and playful step, he opened the door with a "squeak" and for a moment, that leisurely and playful smile froze on his face.

There was someone outside the door!

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan followed behind, saying in unison