I'm a Buddhist foster child

When the woman heard the word Yan Yin, she suddenly realized that she had been delayed in the dining room for too long and almost missed her job, so she jumped up and ran, saying: "It's too late, it's too late! I have to go first!"

As she spoke, she didn't forget the two yams, grabbed the yams and ran away, turned back halfway, smiled a little shyly, and said: "The cook who has a good-looking smile, the Chinese girl will meet you when she has time." Come back and find you!"

After that, he smiled even more shyly, his little face was flushed, and he ran away with his head buried.

Yang Jian still had things to do, so he didn't care about Ashina, and went back to the dining room to continue making his own milk tea.

Ashina ran away shyly with her head buried, and happened to bump into Yang Zheng, Yang Zan and Yang Guang who were going to the dining room.

The country girl was blushing, holding two big yams in her hand, the scene was so weird no matter how she looked, she ran away laughing all the way, laughing so hard that the scalps of the three of them were inexplicably numb.

Yang Guang squinted his eyes and looked at the back of the country girl running away, and then looked in the direction of the dining room. Looking over from the door of the dining room, he happened to see Yang Jian busy.

Alarm bells rang in Yang Guang's heart. If there was anyone in the dining room who could make Ashina's daughter so ashamed, it would be only Yang Jian himself?

Yang Guang really didn't expect that in such a short gap, Yang Jian would still be able to flirt with flowers and make trouble, arousing the heart of Ashina's daughter.

Although Yang Guang knew that Ashina's daughter should marry the young emperor Yu Wenyong and become the future queen, he was afraid that there would be variables. From the perspective of the situation, Ashina's daughter will inevitably become the concubine of the Duke of Sui. If she has a child in the future, where will she have her own foothold?

Yang Guang immediately narrowed his eyes, took small steps, and plunged into the dining room, saying in a childish voice, "Father!"

Yang Jian was busy, unexpectedly, his cheap son came running, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

The younger brothers should go to the post to meet the Turkic mission and guide the mission, while the sons should be in the Duke's mansion of the Sui Dynasty, but unexpectedly they all ran to the dining room in the palace.

Yang Zan said: "It's not my little nephew, it's okay if I don't see you for a moment, we must bring him into the palace."

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan went to the posthouse and welcomed the mission into the palace smoothly. Now that they were free, they brought Xiao Baozi over to have a look.

Yang Jian has to be busy for a while, but the little bun doesn't leave, insisting on waiting for Yang Jian at the door of the dining room, the door god pokes outside like a door god, I don't know if it is Yang Jian's illusion, cheap son is like guarding against thieves...

Naturally, Yang Guang was guarding against thieves, he was guarding against those Yingyingyanyans surrounding Yang Jian, and he would never let others shake his status as the young son of the Duke of Sui.

Yang Jian was busy for a while, made milk tea, and handed everything over to the cook, ready to wash and change clothes before attending the banquet.Yang Jian went to change clothes, and Xiao Baozi stood guard at the door, not leaving even a step.

After Yang Jian had taken care of everything, everyone was ready to go to Xiaoyao Garden to participate in Yan Yin. Yang Jian carried the little bun, and went to Xiaoyao Garden with his second brother Yang Zheng and third brother Yang Zan. They hadn't walked a few steps , I heard the sound of laughing and laughing in front of me.

But that was not a cheerful laugh, but an arrogant laugh.

Yang Zheng said, "Eh? Isn't that the young master of the Duke of Shu?"

—— Yuchi Youqi.

Yang Jian hadn't seen Yuchi Youqi since the hunting trip in Yuanzhou. Although Yang Jian had already invited Yuchi Youqi to win him over, Yuchi Youqi didn't know whether he was thin-skinned or too indifferent, so he always disappeared. Er, not as thick-skinned as Yu Wenhui, who ran to Sui Guogong's mansion when he saw Tianer.

Unexpectedly, today I ran into Yuchi Youqi by chance.

Yuchi Youqi was alone, surrounded by four or five noble children, all of them were about the same age, all of them were sixteen or seventeen years old, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was dressed in gold and silver. The extravagant aura of a local tyrant rushed towards his face, blocking Yuchi Youqi's way, laughing and mocking him.

"Look, who is this?"

"Isn't this the young son of the Duke of Shu?"

"Young master, you're just a little bastard!"

"That's right, Xiaoyezhong! The banquet in Xiaoyaoyuan is so elegant today, you, Xiaoyezhong, can also attend the banquet? I'm afraid the Grand Master's Office sent out the wrong invitation!"

Yang Zan frowned and said, "It's Duke Wei."

The Duke of Wei, who is also a Duke of the State, is at the same level as Yuchi Youqi's father, the Duke of Shu, but there is a reason why he can laugh at Yuchi Youqi so arrogantly.

It doesn't matter, because this Wei Guogong is the "brother of Emperor Conglong". Simply put, he is Yu Wenyong's younger brother of the same father and mother, and his name is Yu Wenzhi.

The little emperor Yu Wenyong came to the throne, and Yu Wenzhi's younger brother was also a chicken and dog ascended to heaven. With this blood relationship, Yu Wenzhi looked down on Duke Shu, Duke Sui, etc., who had different surnames, and Yuchi Youqi happened to be from Shu The bastard son of a prostitute in the Duke's mansion, so Yu Wenzhi looked down on Captain Chi Youqi even more.

Those who followed Yu Wenzhi were all his wine and meat friends, relying on Yu Wenzhi's identity, he kept booing and mocking Yuchi Youqi non-stop.

Yuchi Youqi was standing there, blocked by them, unable to enter Xiaoyaoyuan, his face was deserted like a pool of stagnant water, perhaps because Yuchi Youqi was laughed at all the way up, so there is no shortage of this idea of ​​ridicule, already It's no surprise, he didn't feel angry at all, he didn't react at all, even when Yuwen poked his shoulder and called him Xiao Yezhong, there was no emotion in Yuchi Youqi's eyes.

--bastard!

——Ono species!Yang Jian is a small wild species!Hahaha!

——You don’t know, Yang Jian’s father is a pervert, and his mother is crazy!Hahaha, son of a perverted neuropathy, Xiaoyezhong, Xiaoyezhong!

Holding the little bun, Yang Jian happened to witness this bullying scene, and he slowly closed his eyes. The scene of being surrounded by people made Yang Jian recall some of his past.

Back then, Yang Jian was still very cowardly, because he was young and unable to resist, the little Yang Jian was beaten all over his body by his mother at home, and surrounded by older children who were a head taller than him outside, those people bared their yellow teeth, Wanton ridicule, saliva splashing, Yang Jian still clearly remembers the feeling of being splashed with the saliva of those who laughed... It was disgusting.

Yang Guang, the little bun, sat in Yang Jian's arms, inexplicably feeling that Yang Jian's arms were slowly tightening, but Yang Jian's eyes were calm, as if there were no waves.

Yuchi Youqi stood on the ground like a dead fish, and Yu Wenzhi took the lead in mocking him dumbly. At this moment, he seemed to hear footsteps, and happened to meet Yang Jian's eyes.

Yuchi Youqi's eyes suddenly became flustered, as if being abused as a bastard in front of familiar people finally made Yuchi Youqi feel a little bit of pain.

Yang Jian quietly met Yuchi Youqi's eyes, watching Yu Wenzhi and those noble children poking Yuchi Youqi's shoulder and laughing.

Yang Zheng had the worst temper, he seemed to be unable to see it, and said, "They bully people too much!"

He was about to step forward, but Yang Jian suddenly stopped Yang Zheng and said, "Second brother."

Yang Zheng didn't know why the elder brother wanted to stop him, could it be that the elder brother was afraid of Yu Wenzhi?Just because Yu Wenzhi is the younger brother of the little emperor?But after thinking about it, something is wrong, the eldest brother is not even afraid of Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu, who has all the power in the government, so how can he be afraid of a Duke of Wei?

Yang Jian stopped Yang Zheng, turned around suddenly, turned around and left, and went in the direction he came from.

Yuchi Youqi clearly met Yang Jian's eyes, seeing Yang Jian turned his head away, he couldn't help laughing bitterly, his eyes became more numb, and he lowered his head slightly.

Yang Jian turned his head and left, and the two younger brothers followed behind him, not knowing what he was going to do, unexpectedly, Yang Jian hurried back to the dining room. Picked up a few raw, untreated taro, built a small mountain, and put it in Chengpan.

Yang Zan said strangely: "Tar? Brother, what are you doing with so many taro?"

Yang Zheng was also at a loss, but Yang Jian smiled and said: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

As he spoke, he asked Xiao Baozi to follow him, carrying the heavy wooden Chengpan filled with taro, strode away from the dining room, and rushed in the direction of Xiaoyaoyuan.

Sure enough, when they returned to the gate of Xiaoyao Garden, Yu Wenzhi was still bullying others arrogantly. , no one dares to meddle in their own business.

Holding Mu Chengpan, Yang Jian saw Yu Wenzhi, and instead of slowing down, he sped up his pace. He strode over and said without sincerity: "Be careful! Give way, give way, don't bump into it!" !"

Yang Jian said so, but he tilted his hand, tilted Mu Chengpan sincerely, and threw all the taro piled up like a hill on Yu Wenzhi.

Yang Guang's eyelids twitched, Yang Jian's fake action was... too real.

Yu Wenzhi laughed happily, didn't pay attention to Yang Jian, and suddenly saw Yang Jian rushing up, it was too late to dodge, and the overwhelming taro was thrown on Yu Wenzhi's body, some hit his head, some hit his face, Yu Wen didn't know What was that? I subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and my hands were covered in dust.

Yuwen took a closer look, and found that the dirty food all over the place couldn't be named. He was originally a child of a noble family, and he didn't know taro or taro at all.

Yang Jian successfully threw the taro all over Yu Wenzhi's body, then said "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

As Yang Jian said, he touched Yu Wenzhi's face several times with the hand that had grabbed the taro.

"What are you doing!" Yuwen slapped his whole body angrily, pushed Yang Jian's hand away vigorously, and said, "It's you?! What kind of dirty tricks are you doing!?"

Yang Jian looked down at his dirty palms, clapped his hands, smiled amiably, and said, "Duke Wei doesn't know something, and he also gave the order of the master to prepare Yan Yin. These are what Yan Yin needs. The ingredients that arrived."

Yu Wenzhi dislikes it to death, but Yang Jian is the son of Sui Guogong, the eldest son, the son of Zhenger Bajing, and later will be Sui Guogong. Although Yu Wenzhi despises these sons with different surnames, they are really bullying and fearing hard. Sui Guogong has a heavy army in his hands , it's not good for him to tear up his face with Yang Jian.

Moreover, it is said that you don't reach out to hit people with smiling faces. Yang Jian apologized so sincerely, and there were so many people watching.

Yu Wenzhi had no choice but to give up, intending to continue to bully Wei Chiyouqi, but the next moment, for some reason, Yu Wenzhi only felt itchy hands and face, as long as the exposed skin was abnormally itchy, and it was not an illusion, It got more and more itchy.

"Why... why is it so itchy? Hey, hey... hiss... what's going on!?"

Yu Wenzhi immediately started scratching, first the back of his hands, then the palms of his hands, then his face, and felt itchy even when he touched his neck, itching everywhere, so itchy that he wanted to jump up, his face was instantly red from scratching.

Yang Jian smiled knowingly, Yu Wen didn't know why, could Yang Jian not know?Speaking of this taro, it has the same characteristic as yam, that is, it has mucus. Many people will get itchy after touching raw taro and yam, and many people are allergic to taro and yam, and the itching will be even more excessive. .

Yang Jian happens to be the one who is not sensitive to taro and yam, every time he handles taro and yam, he doesn't itch very much. If his hands itch, it will pass after a while, but Yu Wenzhi is different.

Yu Wenzhi's thin skin and tender flesh seemed pampered at first glance. Yang Jian put a large plate of taro on his body, and the exposed back of his hands, neck and face could not be spared. Snoring his face twice, others thought that Yang Jian just wanted to snort dust on Yu Wenzhi's face, but they didn't know that Yang Jian's heart was even darker.

It seems that Yu Wenzhi is very allergic to the mucus of taro. He can't do it when it's itchy. When it started to itch, it was like being caught by a demon, completely bewildered.

"Duke Wei! What's wrong with you, Duke Wei?"

"Stop scratching! Stop scratching now, it's bleeding, it's going to be disfigured!"

"Itchy, so itchy!"

"Quick! Go to the little doctor!!"

Yu Wenzhi's cronies and friends immediately panicked and hurriedly helped Yu Wenzhi to leave. When they touched Yu Wenzhi, they didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but they always felt that they also felt itchy.

"Oh, why am I itchy?!"

"Oops, we're probably bewitched!"

"It's itchy, ouch, it's itchy..."

Those people supported each other in a panic, staggered and ran to find the medical officer. Yuchi Youqi didn't know what was going on the whole time, and was stunned in place with a confused face. He kept looking surprised, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Yang Jian clapped his hands, watched Yu Wenzhi and others run away, then smiled faintly and said, "Want to be stubborn? I'm afraid you won't be able to be stubborn."

It was only then that Yang Zheng realized that the elder brother had a second move, and he was so easy to deal with Yu Wenzhi without bloodshed, without causing any unnecessary commotion, and he admired Yang Jian even more.

And Yang Zan seemed to be touched, he covered his stomach and laughed, and said, "You...have you seen Yu Wenzhi like that? It's really ridiculous..."

Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, not knowing that the third younger brother had such a weird smile, but Yang Zheng scratched his head and said, "The third younger brother may have disliked Duke Wei a long time ago."

Wei Guogong Yu Wenzhi relied on himself as the emperor's younger brother, so he always bullied the good and feared the evil. Yang Zan was the most "pedantic", so he also looked down on Yu Wenzhi the most, but because of Yu Wenzhi's status, he couldn't teach Yuwen a lesson. Straight, today can be regarded as elated.

The little bun Yang Guang flattered him at the right time, patted the little meaty hand, and said with a bouncing: "Father is great! Father is tired!"

Yang Jian saw Xiao Baozi's cuteness, and immediately wanted to hug Xiao Baozi and rub his chubby face. Yang Guang was so frightened that he took several steps back, shook his hands vigorously, and said, "Father! Clean your hands!"

Yang Jian almost forgot that he still had taro mucus on his hands, and if he touched the little bun, his son's tender face would definitely be allergic.

After Yang Jian dealt with Yu Wenzhi, he was about to find a place to wash his hands. Yuchi Youqi followed behind him like a little mute, without making a sound. Yuchi Youqi came to seek revenge.

After Yang Jian washed and wiped his hands clean, Yuchi Youqi struggled again and again, and suddenly said, "I...can I come to Shizi's residence and stay for a few days?"

When Yuchi Youqi opened his mouth, instead of thanking him, he went to live with Sui Guogong's mansion instead.

Yang Jian listened, but without any surprise, he smiled.Just like what he said, Yuchi Youqi lacked love since he was a child, and because of his status, he never experienced any family affection, and was always bullied by others, and became more and more indifferent when he grew up.Yuchi Youqi didn't thank him, but asked Yang Jianrong to take him in. It made such a stubborn person like Yuchi Youqi ask, which meant that Yuchi Youqi's defense had been relieved.

Yang Jian said naturally: "I told you a long time ago, I'm waiting for you at any time."

Yuchi Youqi lowered his head and said in a very soft voice, "Thank you."

Yang Jian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for what? Let's go."

Yang Jian successfully wooed Wei Chi Youqi, the youngest son of the Duke of Shu, and they all went to Xiaoyao Garden. As soon as they entered Xiaoyao Garden, they met Otsuka Prime Minister Yu Wenhu. Beside Yu Wenhu, his face was wrinkled with a smile, and he kept flattering him.

Seeing Yang Jian walking in, Yuwen Huo waved his hand and told Li An to step back, and came to Yang Jian on his own initiative, saying, "Why, nephew, you have already reached this point, are you still not convinced? Turkic Yan Yin In the near future, if you can't complete the difficult problem of Ashina's daughter, you will not only lose your face as a nephew. If you lose my national body, do you think..."

When Yu Wenhu said this, he leaned forward slightly, chuckled in Yang Jian's ear and said, "Can the Duke of Sui's mansion escape? At that time, Tianwei will be angered. I'm afraid that even the old man will not be able to save his nephew. The young man refuses to admit defeat." Okay, but in the end, if you don’t step down from the stage, you won’t look good after all.”

Yang Jian didn't take it seriously, looked back and smiled, imitating Yu Wenhu's movements, and whispered in Yu Wenhu's ear: "Zai Otsuka is worrying too much, you will know if Jian is good or not after a while."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he bowed his hands respectfully to Yu Wenhu, unable to pick out any thorns, Shi Shi ran away.

The Yanyin in Xiaoyaoyuan was very spectacular. The young emperor Yu Wenyong attended the banquet, and the Turkic envoys and Ashina women respectfully offered gifts, and the Yanyin began soon.

The daughter of Ashina stepped into the banquet, and said with a smile: "My lord, I don't know what Ashina said a few days ago, do you have clues?"

Even though Ashina is still young, he is smart and speaks eloquently, and said: "There are a lot of talents in the Great Zhou, presumably the small request of Ashina's idea, the talents of the Great Zhou will not pay attention to it." !"

Yu Wenyong smiled, and said: "Don't be impatient, daughter of Ashina, she has already made a plan, and I will leave this matter to the son of Sui Guogong, who is the doctor in the main table of my great Zhou... my son, please send me a message." Serve out the syrup and let the Turkic missions taste it."

Yang Jian had made preparations a long time ago, and immediately asked people to bring out sweet milk tea and salty milk tea, one serving for each person. The sweet milk tea was poured into a crystal clear water cup, and the taro paste rubbed against the cup wall, and was taken by Xiaoyaoyuan. It's like the lights of the day, shining brightly, like the Milky Way in the sky, extremely gorgeous.And this salty milk tea is packed in a special small pot with rich ingredients. When the lid is opened, bursts of fragrance burst out immediately, which is indescribably attractive.

Yang Jianshi stood up, cupped his hands and said to the crowd: "The girl from Ashina asked that the drink should be both salty and sweet. This drink is just sweet and salty. Invite Ashina women and Turkic missions to taste."

The daughter of Ashina saw Yang Jian at a glance. She had seen Yang Jian in the dining room a long time ago. At that time, she took two "souvenirs" of taro and left. Ashina didn't know that Yang Jian was the son of Duke Sui. I thought he was a humble cook, but now when I saw him, Yang Jian had already changed into the clothes of the prince, and under the contrast of the lights, he looked like a banished immortal!

Ashina stared with surprise on his face, he was both surprised and happy, before he even tasted the milk tea, he already jumped up and said, "Duck! It's you!"

As soon as she said this, everyone in the room was a little surprised. When did the prince of the Sui Dynasty "communicate secretly" with the daughter of Ashina?

Yang Jian just smiled and said, "A girl from Ashina country please appreciate it."

The Ashina girl had met Yang Jian a long time ago, and Yang Jian fetched water for her to wipe her face, and steamed taro for her. The Ashina girl had just arrived, she was young, and she had a good impression of Yang Jian. At this time, the filter wished it could be two meters thick, and I didn’t even try the milk tea, so I immediately said: “It’s delicious!”

Yuwen Huben was sure of winning, but he didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse. He turned his head and gave the doctor Li An a hard look. Li An didn't expect this to happen. Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and he lifted his sleeve robe to wipe the sweat secretly .

The Turkic mission originally wanted to embarrass the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The Northern Zhou Dynasty wanted to ask the Turks, so that they could raise the price on the ground, so they made a fierce bid.The Turkic envoy coughed hard and said in a low voice, "National daughter."

The Ashina girl came to her senses at this moment, in order to relieve the embarrassment, she quickly picked up the water essence cup of the sweet milk tea, took a sip through the straw, her eyes widened immediately, and praised repeatedly: "Duck! It's delicious! "

The Turkic mission thought that the Ashina girl was "fascinated by sex", and the Ashina girl was wronged, saying: "Really, if you don't believe me, try it!"

Only then did the Turkic envoys pick up their cups and took a sip. They didn’t expect to go down this sip to cool off the heat. The taro paste in it was mellow and sweet, and the combination of milk and tea was just right, neither sweet nor greasy. fluently.

Unbelievably, the Turkic mission went to taste the salted milk tea again. The salted milk tea is warm, different from the sweetness of sweet milk tea, and has a strong salty aroma.Perhaps there are many people who are not used to salty milk tea, and feel that drinking too much salty milk tea will make people tired, but the Turkic Mission is a nomadic people in the north, and they are more accepting of salty milk tea than the Northern Zhou people. , A bowl bottomed out, and then I thought of talking.

Yang Jian's milk tea was a big success, and the women of Ashina had too much of a filter on Yang Jian, and the unexpected harmony of Yan Yin's drink made Zhou people look good, and the little emperor Yu Wenyong praised Yang Jian vigorously.

Yang Jian is in the limelight, but Li An, who is the doctor of the main board, is not as popular as Yang Jian. Li An ruined Yu Wenhu's plan to win over Yang Jian. He is just a boarder. There are thousands of boarders. Without such a person, Li An was completely out of favor.

Li An lost the protection of Yu Wenhu, and he was also the culprit who poisoned Ming Emperor Yu Wenyu. He also knew that his future was bleak, and he might die if he was not careful. He had to find a new backer.

Li An couldn't swallow this breath, and there was another person who couldn't swallow this breath at the same time, and that was...

Wei Guogong, Yu Wenzhi!

Yu Wenzhi was allergic to taro, the itching was heart-piercing, and he thought he was possessed by evil nature, so he rushed to see the medical officer, but the doctor told Yu Wenzhi that it was caused by taro.

There were no allergy medicines in ancient times, and the treatment of allergies in ancient times started with regulating the spleen, stomach and endocrine for a long time. Although such internal regulation is indeed beneficial to the treatment of allergies, the curative effect time is too long. In short, Yuwen Right now, I can only apply some cooling and swelling ointment on the allergic skin, but the thing about itching is mostly "metaphysics".

Yu Wenzhi's face was so red that his face was almost disfigured, and he got several bloody scratches.Today's Yan Yin is so important, Yu Wenzhi must attend it, and he also wants to win the favor of Ashina's daughter at Yan Yin. If he can marry Ashina's daughter, then in the future, he can also restrain the emperor's brother. Occupy a place in the court.

Yu Wenzhi has made countless calculations, but his face was disfigured when he came to the door. His face, let alone the daughter of Ashina, would be scary for others to look at, thinking that Wei Guogong had "turned into a dead body" Well, Yuwen has missed such a good opportunity. The daughter of Ashina obviously has a crush on Yang Jian and has a good impression of Yang Jian. How can he swallow this breath?

Li An, the doctor under the main meal, urgently needs a backer, and Yu Wenzhi resents Yang Jian. The two hit it off, and Li An took the initiative to find Yu Wenzhi.

Li An said in a low voice: "Duke Wei is the younger brother of Emperor Conglong. The son of Sui Guogong is only a small son, but he disrespects Wei Guogong so much. Even though the villain is a slave, he can't stand it anymore. It's true. It's not worth it for Duke Wei!"

Li An made it clear that he was fighting, and Yu Wenzhi said fiercely: "Sooner or later, kill him! It's just a prince with a different surname, and he is still a lowly person with a surname!"

What Li An was waiting for was his words, and immediately offered a plan: "Duke Wei, the villain heard... this son of the Duke of Sui is not satisfied with sweets, and the villain has the courage to share the worries of the Duke of Wei. You just need to use the convenience of your position. Quietly put a little sweet glutinous rice in the meal of Sui Guogong's son, and it will kill him without anyone noticing it!"

Yu Wenzhi seemed to have heard that Yang Jian was dissatisfied with sweets, so he squinted his eyes. His face was itchy at first, but now it hurt from scratching. He became more and more annoyed, and said viciously: "Be careful, don't show your feet."

"Yes Yes!"

The Yan Yin was held smoothly, and everyone pushed cups to change cups, while Yang Jian held the little bun Yang Guang, and diligently fed the little bun.Yang Jian especially likes to feed the little bun. Watching the little bun chew like a little hamster, he has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Yang Guang didn't bother to struggle, pretended to be cute, and waited for Yang Jian to be fed, opened his small mouth, and ate the meat Yang Jian fed in one gulp.

Yang Guang chewed the piece of meat in his mouth, and suddenly frowned, the taste of this meat is so sweet and greasy?This dish is obviously salty, but somehow it turned into sweet.

Yang Jian didn't know that Li An secretly changed his dishes. After all, Li An didn't poison the dishes, but just added some sweets. Xi case, no one noticed at all.

Yang Jian took a bite out of the little bun, saw that he was eating deliciously, and he was also infected, so he picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

"Wait..." Yang Guang felt something was wrong, and immediately stopped him, but Yang Jian had already put the piece of meat into his mouth.

The salty roast pork turned into a sweet and greasy taste, and the sweet taste immediately melted in Yang Jian's mouth. It was too sweet, too sweet, so sweet...it made Yang Jian go crazy.

"Bang..." Yang Jian tilted his body, dizzy in his head, restlessness and confusion rose instantly, like a layer of mist, quickly swallowing Yang Jian's reason, his body tilted, and the little bun Yang Guang sitting in his arms It fell straight down.

Yang Jian supported the edge of the table with both hands, his nails were white, and he was clasping the table firmly. He tried his best to tell himself that he didn't have a second personality, it was all due to his own psychology.But this kind of thing can't be suppressed by Yang Jian telling himself.

Yang Jian's breathing became faster, faster, and heavier. His forehead was slowly soaked with sweat, and it rolled down drop by drop. His arms were trembling because of enduring the pain, which drove the Chengpan cup on the desk to emit There was a slight crashing sound.

Yang Zhong, Duke of the Sui Dynasty, was still chatting with other people, and Yang Zheng, the second child, and Yang Zan, the third child, were also talking about the dishes this time. Yang Zheng said, "This duck dish is not as good as my elder brother's cooking."

Yang Zan nodded and said in agreement: "This fish is also very fishy, ​​not as good as the fish tofu made by my brother."

When the two of them were talking, they heard the little bun's childish voice: "Father! Father, why are you swollen!"

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan were taken aback, rushed over immediately and said, "Brother?"

There were some accidents here, but Yan Yin was still going on. The Turkic envoy just proposed to let the Turkic warriors compete with the Northern Zhou warriors to add to the fun.

Yu Wenzhi has been secretly observing Yang Jian. Seeing Yang Jian in pain, he thought that Yang Jian had already had an attack due to his dissatisfaction with sweets, so he stood up happily, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Huang! Brother has always heard that The Duke of Sui is a great hero, if you want to come to the mansion of the Duke of Sui, the son must be a father without a son, my younger brother has not been able to see the martial arts of the prince of the Duke of Sui for a long time, today I am lucky, and I would like to ask the emperor to complete it, so that we all can see the prestige of the prince of the Duke of Sui!"

Yuwen sneered and thought to himself, Yang Jian has already had a fit of sweets, now let him go to the stage for a martial arts competition, the Turks are the generation of tigers and wolves, they are very barbaric, their fists and feet have no eyes, if this punch continues, Yang Jian will definitely be killed My life, Yang Jian will be beaten to death by the Turkic people at that time, and it is none of my business.

Yang Jian supported the table with both hands, trembling weakly, his breathing was short and deep, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was competing with himself, and he didn't speak for a while.

Yu Wenzhi seized this opportunity and laughed and said, "Why, the grand prince of the Sui Kingdom, is he timid? How can our men of the Great Zhou Dynasty be so timid that they even have stage fright in martial arts competitions?"

When Yang Zheng heard this, he said sharply: "Duke Wei, my eldest brother is not feeling well, I'm here to ask for a test!"

Yang Zheng was going to the competition, how could Yu Wenzhi do what he wanted, and said: "Eh? General Cheqi's words are wrong, the Turkic envoys have come from afar, we naturally have to let the son of the state to fight, so it looks sincere, isn't it? Although riding a great general is expensive as a great general, but this... is not the son of the prince after all."

Yu Wenzhi still didn't forget to sow dissension. Yang Zheng is the second child of the Duke of Sui's mansion. Many people expressed their indignation about this, and Yu Wenzhi was obviously trying to provoke the relationship between Yang Zheng and Yang Jian.

Yang Zheng still wanted to speak, "Pa!", but Yang Jian stood up slowly at this time, his collar was soaked in cold sweat, his temple hair was slightly wet, he raised his head slowly, his voice was extremely hoarse, deep He said: "Second brother, step back."

Yang Zheng was taken aback, supported Yang Jian worriedly and said, "Brother, you..."

Yang Zan saw the scene, pulled Yang Zheng back, and shook his head at him. Although Yang Zheng was still worried, he let Yang Jian go.

Yang Jian was dressed in a prince's robe, his figure swayed slightly, he took his seat step by step, and walked slowly to the empty field of Xiaoyao Garden, and everyone followed immediately, preparing to watch the competition between the Turkic warrior and the prince of Sui Guogong.

The Turkic warrior who came to the competition was one of the most powerful fighters in the Turkic mission. He was tall and burly, like an iron tower. He strode to the middle of the martial field and stood with Yang Jian. Oh, that Turkic warrior is more than half a head taller than Yang Jian, his muscles are tangled, and his shoulders are half bigger than Yang Jian!

Yu Wenzhi watched from the sidelines, sneering in his heart, not to mention Yang Jian who refused to accept sweets, even Yang Jian who did not eat sweets on weekdays, Yu Wenzhi was sure that Yang Jian was definitely not the match of this Turkic warrior.

The Turkic warrior yelled and rushed forward, but Yang Jian was in a trance, and his expression seemed to be in a daze. The sweet taste permeated Yang Jian's mouth, sweeter than ever before, making people crazy...

"Bam—!!"

There was a loud noise, followed by gasps in an uproar, even the young emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Prime Minister Yu Wenhu all stood up from their seats.

Seeing that the Turkic warrior punched out, Yang Jian was still panicked and didn't react at all, as if a wooden stake standing on the ground was knocked down by the Turkic warrior's punch.

Yang Jian fell heavily to the ground, his forehead bumped against the rocky platform of the martial arts field, blood flowed continuously, glaring red, rolling down Yang Jian's forehead under the bright lights of Xiaoyao Garden.

"Brother!!"

"Brother?!"

"duck!!"

Yang Zheng, Yang Zan, and the daughter of Ashina shouted out instantly. Yang Guang squinted his eyes tightly. Although he didn't shout out, he felt a thump in his heart.

Yang Jian only took one punch, and fell directly to the ground, as if he had passed out, and he didn't get up for a long time. The scene was too "tragic", some people didn't dare to watch it again, and some people were afraid that there would be no chaos.

Sui Guogong Yang Zhong immediately stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Master..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Wenzhi already smiled and said, "Duke Sui, you can't dote on your son so much. This son is just the time to show the prestige of our Great Zhou. Do you also think that your son is inferior to Turkic warriors?"

There was a "buzz!" in Yang Zheng's mind, his face flushed red with anger, and he took a big step forward, regardless of whether he wanted to drink or not, he wanted to fight Yuwen to death, Yang Zan hugged Yang Zheng tightly by the waist , was almost dragged out by the brute force of the second brother, and shouted: "Second brother! Calm down!"

At this moment, Yang Guang, the little bun, said in a cold and calm voice, "Don't mess yourself up."

As soon as his words fell, the courtiers who were watching the competition suddenly broke out into a commotion.

"Moved……"

"It seems to be moving..."

"Open your eyes..."

Yang Jian was hit firmly, without any struggle, he was directly knocked down to the ground.He was lying on the ground in big characters. The ground was cool, which seemed to relieve the summer heat, but it couldn't relieve the restlessness in Yang Jian's heart.

There are taunting voices in my ears, voices that are not too big for watching the excitement, voices of concern, voices of worry, and voices of panic. They are noisy together, weaving into a big net, covering Yang Jian's heart and soul. heart.

He slowly opened his blood-stained eyes, his eyelashes were muddy with blood, Yang Jian's eyes seemed to be different from just now...

—Stand up!

——Hahaha This little bastard can't stand up anymore!I'm afraid I'm dead!

——If you die, pull it down, don't hinder me from making money!

Yang Jian lay quietly on the martial field like this, but the thoughts in his mind gradually drifted away, as if he had returned to his youth. At that time, Yang Jian was not yet an adult, probably at the age of Yu Wenyong...

The family was divorced and collapsed, his mother suffered from bipolar disorder, and his relatives watched the fun with cold eyes. Yang Jian's nightmare gradually began.because