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The martial field was silent for a moment, and then burst into applause.

Yang Jian was much shorter than the Turkic warrior, and his weight was not a heavyweight, but within a few moves, he directly knocked the Turkic warrior to the ground, and the audience applauded for a while.

Yu Wenzhi was full of joy, the smile still remained on his face, but his face became stiff, the brows were full of disbelief, and the corners of his mouth were pulled upwards, such contradictory expressions distorted Yu Wenzhi's face.

Yu Wenzhi muttered to himself amidst the cheers: "It's not like this...how could it become like this?!"

This was not at all the same as the expected result. Yang Jian had obviously eaten sweet wine, and he looked very uncomfortable before going to the martial arts field. How could he knock down a strong Turkic warrior with just a few punches?

The little emperor Yu Wenyong asked Yang Jian to compete on stage, in fact, he had the mentality of watching the excitement, but how could he have guessed that Yang Jian's kung fu was so powerful, and he defeated the Turkic warrior with extraordinary ingenuity.

Although this is not the same as what the little emperor thought, it doesn't hinder anything. After all, Yang Jian's actions gave Zhou people a lot of face, so he stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! It seems it's me The warriors of the Great Zhou Dynasty are even better! However, it’s just a competition, don’t hurt your temper, all Turkic envoys, please continue to enjoy the wine.”

Everyone returned from the martial field to the banquet in the Palace of Longevity. The Turkic envoy toasted and said, "Sure enough, the father of the tiger has no dogs, and the son of the Duke of Sui, She Yong, is fearless. The ministers admire him so much. The ministers respect the emperor! The ministers respect the son of the Duke of Sui!"

The little emperor Yu Wenyong raised his glass in return. Yang Jian's breathing was still quite rapid. He had just defeated a Turkic warrior in the martial arts field, but the restlessness in his heart didn't ease at all. Instead, it became more and more intense. The feeling of restlessness seems to be addictive. , more and more inflated, making Yang Jian lose himself...

Panting heavily, Yang Jian slowly picked up the water essence cup and stood up, blood was still dripping from his forehead, but his face was stained with excitement.

The women of Ashina country already had a crush on Yang Jian, and now seeing Yang Jian knock down the most powerful Turkic warrior two or three times, she was even more happy in her heart. She felt that Yang Jian was not only outstanding in appearance, but also good at cooking and gentle. Friendly, and even martial arts are so amazing.

After all, the Turkic people value martial arts the most. Just now the Turkic envoys were extremely disdainful to the prince of the Sui Dynasty, but now they have changed their views. Seeing the reaction of the Turkic envoy, Ashina embellished and said: "I have never seen There are very few people in Turkic who are as heroic as the Duke of Sui! I... I..."

When Ashina spoke up to this point, she twisted her small body to and fro, a little bit shy, and smiled, and said: "If Ashina chooses a husband and wife in the future, he will also need a hero like the son of Sui Guogong." !"

The girl Ashina said it rather shyly, but when she said this, all the people present were in an uproar, who in this imperial court couldn't understand what the girl Ashina meant?

Ashina's daughter clearly has a crush on Yang Jian!

Today, Yang Jian was in charge of welcoming Yan Yin from the Turks. Others clearly felt that it was just a hard job, and he also had to deal with the problem of the "unruly" girl from Ashina. Showing off the limelight perfectly solved the problem of this sweet and salty drink.

Not only that, Yang Jian actually defeated the Turkic warrior, which was amazing and won the heart of Ashina.

Among the noble children present, which one didn't come for Ashina's daughter?They all hoped that the women of Ashina would favor themselves, so that they could hold the ally of Turkic, control the lifeline of the little emperor, deter the entire court, and establish a foundation in the court. They never expected that it would be Yang Jianjian in the end Arrived cheap.

Yang Jian was not in the mood to listen to other people's words, his chest seemed to explode at this moment, and the swelling desire kept making troubles, as if it would tear Yang Jian's reason at any time.

Yang Zhong squinted his eyes to look at Yang Jian. Due to the scene, Yang Zhong couldn't say much, but he didn't care about that much at this time, so he cupped his hands and said: "My lord, the dog is injured, forgive me for being rude, take the dog Let's bandage the wound first."

The little emperor Yu Wenyong smiled, and said: "Looking at the widow, I was so happy for a while, but I even forgot about this. That's right, the son of the Duke of Sui is injured, so hurry up and bandage it up. Come, pass on the little doctor of the widow. "

Yang Zan stood up, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, let me take my elder brother to bandage the wound."

Yang Zhong is the Duke of the Sui Dynasty. The Yanshou Palace is holding a grand banquet, and the Turkic missions are all present. Maybe the banquet will tell about the alliance between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Turkic. .

Although Yang Zhong was worried, he knew that the third child was quick and careful, so he nodded.

At present, the second eldest Yang Zheng, the third eldest Yang Zan, and the little bun Yang Guang, the three of them took Yang Jian out of the Yanshou Hall and came to the side hall next to the Yanshou Hall, ready to send the medical officer to bandage the wound.

Yang Jian was in a trance along the way. The younger brothers thought that Yang Jian was in a trance because of a head injury, but it was not. The sweet and greasy taste still permeated in the mouth, stimulating Yang Jian's mind all the time.

squeak-

Yang Zan pushed open the door of the small hall, and said, "Hurry up, help elder brother come in, be careful..."

Yang Zheng half-supported and half-carried Yang Jian and walked in from the outside, the little bun Yang Guang just turned around and closed the door of the hall, only to hear a loud bang!

It turned out that Yang Jian suddenly pushed Yang Jian away for some reason, Yang Jian was unconscious just now, Yang Jian was carrying Yang Jian all the time, he was not prepared at all, Yang Jian suddenly made an attack, Yang Zheng fell to the ground with a somersault.

"Second brother!?" Yang Zan hurried to help Yang Zheng, and said, "How is it?"

Yang Zheng just fell, it wasn't too heavy, and said: "It's okay, what's wrong, big brother?"

Yang Jian pushed Yang Zheng away, his body staggered a few times, as if he was drunk, he swayed suddenly, "Boom!" He knelt down on the ground with his forehead resting on the desk in the side hall, his face facing Now, everyone couldn't see what Yang Jian was doing at all.

At this moment, Yang Jian's shoulders trembled, the trembling frequency was very fast, and a hoarse laughter of "hehe" broke out. Yang Jian didn't know who he was talking to, and said with a smile: "It's very happy, isn't it? Do a What's wrong with a mad dog? Why are you struggling?!"

"Brother...?" Yang Zan was terrified by Yang Jian's appearance, and stared suspiciously at Yang Jian who was laughing wildly.

In fact, last time, at the Yuanzhou hunting ground, Yang Jian also went crazy like this, talking to himself in front of the mirror, but Yang Zheng and Yang Zan were not there at that time, only Xiao Baozi saw it.

Yang Jian ignored Yang Zan at all, and continued to talk to himself: "Who are you showing hypocrisy to, let everyone see, you are a mad dog! Growing up in such an environment, can you still become a saint? "

"Brother..." Yang Zan felt that something was wrong with Yang Jian. Although Yang Jian was leaning face down on the table, his expression could not be seen, but Yang Jian's voice was hoarse and hoarse, something was completely wrong, Yang Zan walked over immediately , wanting to reach out to touch Yang Jian.

"Snapped!!"

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to have a back eye, and his hand was like lightning, and he grabbed Yang Zan's arm, "Shua!" Yang Jian raised his head, and the blood on his forehead was covered with blood on the desk. , the bright red color was extremely glaring in the dark side hall. Yang Jian's eyeballs were covered with thick bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were wide open. A general sneer, and a hoarse question: "Who allowed you to touch him!?"

"Hey..." Yang Zan couldn't understand what the elder brother was saying at all, but felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and Yang Jian seemed to want to wring Yang Zan's arm off.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zheng narrowed his eyes, rushed forward, grabbed the back of Yang Jian's hand, and twisted it hard. Yang Jian was fully on guard, subconsciously let go of Yang Zan's arm, and swung his fist left and right, "Boom—— "With a muffled sound, he hit Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng had been prepared for a long time, he raised his hand to block, and used his arm to cover the vitals of his face. Yang Jian's fist hit Yang Zheng's arm firmly, and the penetrating force almost knocked Yang Zheng away. Zheng's arm was pierced through, and Yang Zheng took a step back suddenly, releasing his strength, and then he was able to stand firmly.

Seeing the three brothers fighting together, Yang Guang squinted his little cat eyes, the harmless cat eyes suddenly turned into wolf eyes, Yang Guang seemed to think of something, bypassed the three men, and rushed into the small hall , padding his little feet, searching randomly on the table.

The little bun poured water into the cup swiftly, and immediately ran over with the cup in hand, saying, "Father, drink water!"

Yang Jian was full of fury, glaring at Xiao Baozi angrily, Yang Zheng and Yang Zan were afraid that the elder brother would beat Xiao Baozi in the next moment, how could the younger nephew withstand Yang Jian's punch at such a young age?

However, although Yang Jian's expression was furious, he did not hit Xiao Baozi, but slowly stretched out his hand, his own blood was still hanging on the palm of his hand, grabbed the water glass, raised his head suddenly, his arms trembling, and poured the water into the glass. Drink the cold water in one gulp.

"Crack!!" Yang Jian drank the cold water, and with a crisp sound, he smashed the water cup on the ground. The water essence cup was fragile and hit the pillars of the small hall.

The sweet and greasy taste in Yang Jian's mouth was washed away by the cold water, quickly melted away, and spread along Yang Jian's rolling throat, and Yang Jian's reason also returned to the cage a little bit miraculously...

"Huh...huh...huh..." Yang Jian panted heavily, and he didn't know whether it was hot sweat or cold sweat, rolling down from the corner of Yang Jian's forehead, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Father!" The little bun rushed up immediately, despite his small and short body, he supported Yang Jian and prevented Yang Jian from falling directly to the ground.

"Brother!"

"Brother?!"

Yang Zheng and Yang Zan immediately ran over and said with concern, "Brother, are you alright?"

Yang Jian's consciousness returned, the restless feeling gradually calmed down, and he shook his head slowly. He just lost his mind, not lost his memory, so he remembered clearly, not only the things on the martial field, but even the almost injured I also remember clearly what happened to the two younger brothers.

With a hoarse voice, Yang Jian said, "Are you injured?"

Yang Zan was not Yang Jian's opponent at all just now. Fortunately, the second brother Yang Zheng came to help, so he was not injured. Yang Zan was punched firmly, and his arm was still numb, but fortunately it was not broken. He is naturally carefree. Then he said: "Brother, don't worry, nothing is wrong! But brother..."

Yang Jian shook his head, at this moment the medical officer came, Yang Zan invited the medical officer in and asked the medical officer to check Yang Jian's wound.

There was nothing serious about Yang Jian's wound. The medical officer left the wound medicine, which can be applied after cleaning the wound. To be on the safe side, the medical officer also prescribed a decoction to be taken orally twice a day.

Yang Zan quickly sent the medical officer away. In order to please Yang Jian, Yang Guang personally brought a small basin filled with clean water and a clean cloth towel, and wet the cloth with his small hands. Fu wrung some more, waved to Yang Jian, and said in a childish voice, "Father, please clean up the wound for Father."

The little bun was milky and sensible, so Yang Jian smiled, bent down, lowered his head, and asked the little bun to clean his wound.

Not only was there a wound on the forehead, but Yang Jian also had wounds on the back of his hand. He had dealt with the Turkic warrior with a few punches just now, and the back of Yang Jian's hand was covered with bruises and some redness and swelling on the back of his hand because of the fast and forceful blow.

Little Baozi held Yang Jian's slender palm with his two slender hands, pouted his mouth, and said, "Wow, father and father, Huhu, it won't hurt anymore!"

He said, "Huh-huh--" He really exhaled towards the back of Yang Jian's hand, and the warm air was blowing on the back of Yang Jian's hand, except for a little itchiness, it was really useless at all.

But Yang Yang looked at Xiao Baozi's cute and serious appearance, couldn't help but smiled and said, "Huh? It really doesn't hurt anymore, my son is so strong?"

Yang Guang almost couldn't help rolling his eyes. After all, he is not a real child. He knew that Yang Jian was coaxing the child, but in order not to expose himself, Yang Guang cooperated with Yang Jian's words and looked up at the fleshy little boy. With a disheveled face and bright eyes, he blinked and said, "Wow——really! That's great! I'll give my father a hug again!"

Yang Guang dutifully flattered Yang Jian, and suddenly heard two "knock knocks", it turned out that someone was coming, and a crisp voice sounded like a silver bell outside the small hall door.

"My lord! Are you there, my lord?! I'm here to see you!"

The voice of this duck is sweet and crisp. If you don't think about it, it is definitely a Turkic Ashina girl.

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes, and there was no such thing as a cute and milky look. There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and even a blind person could see that the daughter of Ashina fell in love with Yang Jian.The Turkic daughter is the daughter of the country, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty still asks the Turkic. If the Ashina woman really wants to marry Yang Jian, she must be the first wife, and the future heirs must also be the first son. Not to fall out of favor?

"Squeak——" the palace door was pushed open, and the girl from Ashina ran in, her eyes lit up when she saw Yang Jian. He stammered and said, "I, I'm here to see you!"

Yang Jian is a shrewd person, although he is not old, but the things he has experienced are probably several times more than ordinary people, how can he not see the idea of ​​Ashina's daughter?

After all, the Ashina girl is still young, like a primary school student who doesn't know how to fall in love. Maybe I have extra thoughts on the little bean bun of Ashina country girl?

Yang Jian seemed to be gentle, but in fact he cupped his hands in aloofness and said, "Thank you, daughter of the country."

"Duck! Your hand!" The Ashina girl saw Yang Jian's hand at a glance. The back of the hand was covered with bruises, and the knuckles were red and blue. , Yang Jian was preparing meals in the dining room, his hands were dexterous and slender, he thought they looked pretty tight, but now they were blue and purple.

Ashina immediately held Yang Jian's hand, and said in shock, "How did you get hurt like this?! I'll give you medicine!"

Alarm bells rang in Yang Guang's heart. This Ashina woman, a Turk who lived in the extreme north all year round, knew some rules of the Northern Zhou people, but she was not from the Northern Zhou, nor was she as reserved as a Northern Zhou woman. Pull and pull.

Yang Guang was afraid that the daughter of Ashina would be too enthusiastic and seduce Yang Jian's soul away.

Seeing the girl from Ashina holding hands, Yang Jian wanted to pull his hand away immediately, but he didn't know that there was someone who moved faster than him, and it was Yang Jian's cheap son.

The little bun grabbed Yang Jian's hand, snatched Yang Jian away from Ashina's daughter, inserted him between Ashina's daughter and Yang Jian, and said: "Wo has already given the medicine to father and father! "

Ashina looked Yang Guang up and down strangely, folded her arms warily and said, "Who are you?"

The little bun puffed out his chest, and was so proud that he was about to speak, but the daughter of Ashina showed a suddenly realized expression, and said clearly: "I see! Are you trying to rob me of the Duke of Sui's son!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yang Guang did all his calculations, but he didn't expect that Ashina's daughter had misunderstood him and almost choked him, coughing several times.

The second child, Yang Zheng, looked at the two and a half small bean buns "competing for favor", and felt that the picture was so cute, so he gave a smirk, while the third child, Yang Zan, sighed and shook his head, suffering from a splitting headache every day...

Yang Guang, the little bun, was in a trance for a while, and was almost dumbfounded by the daughter of Ashina. It took a long time to find what he wanted to say, and the second time he straightened out his small chest, and played twelve folds of Sui Guogong's small The prince was grand, and said in a childish voice: "Listen up! The nest is the father's son!"

Little Baozi’s speech is a bit leaky, and her pronunciation is not very standard. Ashina’s daughter is Turkic, and she speaks Turkic on weekdays. Because Mugan Khan wanted to marry her to the Central Plains, not to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. She was married to the Northern Qi Dynasty, so the women of Ashina had learned some languages ​​of the Central Plains, but they were not very proficient after all.

So at this moment, he scratched his little braid, shook his head and said, "Er—er...what does Er Smay mean?"

Yang Guang: "..."

Yang Jian couldn't hold back his laughter. Two half-grown children were "competing for favor". The girl Ashina said: "I haven't introduced it to the girl Ashina yet. This is a dog. The child is straightforward and childish. He is rude to the girl Ashina. Please don't take it to heart."

"Son--son!?" The daughter of Ashina finally understood at this moment, it turned out that it was not her son, but her son!

To be honest, the pronunciation of Chinese women is more "authentic" than the little bun Yang Guang, but Yang Guang is not maliciously acting cute, who told him that his speech is always leaking.

The daughter of Ashina never expected that Yang Jian would have such a big son, almost as old as herself.

Sitting in Yang Jian's arms, the little bun looked at the shock of Ashina's girl, and raised her chin proudly. If Yang Guang was still the handsome king of the country back then, the movement of raising her chin would probably be unreasonable. Stunning everywhere, indifferent and arrogant, but now...

Xiao Baozi's neck is short, and his chin is fleshy. When he lifts his chin, the creases on his little neck are exposed. He is lovely, but where is there any indifference and arrogance?

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Xiao Baozi's lips, and he turned his head on purpose, wrapped his short arms around Yang Jian's neck, and shouted in a childish voice like a baby: "Father! Father!"

In the first round, Ashina lost.He is not Yang Guang's opponent at all. After all, Yang Guang is an experienced man, with deep scheming, high EQ, and deep scheming. In order to achieve the goal, Yang Guang does not care about the process, as long as he stands at the peak of the strong, no one can make irresponsible remarks to you...

Ashina's big eyes were almost full of tear bubbles, she cried whenever she wanted to cry, she pursed her mouth aggrievedly, stared at Yang Jian, thought over and over again, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "I...I kindly came to see you , always... just take all these wound medicines."

Ashina's daughter is indeed kind, she is still young, not as calculating as Yang Guang, she is pure and simple.Seeing Yang Jian, it's not easy to refute the face of Ashina's daughter. After all, they still want to join forces with the Turks to attack the Northern Qi Dynasty. Turks are also indispensable to win King Lanling.

Yang Jian nodded and put the little bun Yang Guang down.When Yang Guang saw it, the alarm bell in his heart began to ring again and again, and his father actually put himself down. Could it be that his heart softened because he couldn't see the little baby crying?

Yang Guang has not forgotten that when he was in the hunting ground in Yuanzhou, Yang Jian almost fell in love with a little refugee. If Yang Guang hadn't been clever and clever, he could be sure that the little refugee had already taken root in the Ningguo Mansion of the Sui Kingdom!

When the girl from Ashina heard Yang Jian let go, she immediately cheered up, smiled through her tears, arranged the wound medicines she brought one by one, put them all on the table, and said, "Look, look! This is trauma medicine, this is To remove swelling, this one is for hemostasis, this one is for pain relief, this one, and this one..."

Ashina was talking endlessly about her wound medicines. It was obvious that she cared about Yang Jian and brought a bunch of wound medicines. These medicines might be used for ten years. not finished.

Yang Guang lowered his head slightly, his eyes turned upwards, and the wolf eyes turned back, revealing more three whites. Those eyes did not look like those of a child at all, they were dark and hazy, full of calculations.

Yang Guang just thought about it for a moment, as if he had thought of a way, he took small steps and ran to the side of the table, where Yang Jian's blood still rubbed on the table did not dry up.

Yang Guang, the little bun, stretched out his little fleshy hands, stained a little blood, wiped his face, and then touched porcelain, suddenly his small body tilted, as if his left foot was mixed with his right foot, and no one pushed him, "Ah duck—— —" With an exaggerated yell, "Gudong" lay down on the desk.

The little bun suddenly "screamed", and it really attracted Yang Jian's attention, not only Yang Jian's, the second child Yang Zheng and the third child Yang Zan were also surprised, the little nephew was fine, why did he suddenly He fell down and touched his head, bleeding!

"Wow--!!"

"Wow woo woo woo—"

"Father, father! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yang Guang, the little bun, was sitting on the ground, his two little feet were still swinging back and forth, as if he was kicking his legs, his little body was writhing, his mouth was choking with grievances, his big eyes were watery, and he squeezed out a few times. She dripped tears, and her eye sockets were flushed red, she felt wronged and pitiful.

When Yang Jian saw it, he immediately bypassed Ashina, picked up the little bun who was sitting on the ground and cried bitterly, and coaxed, "What's wrong? Why did you fall? Come on, let your father and father see if it hurts or not." , don't cry."

Sure enough, Yang Jian hated children crying the most. After all, Yang Jian was crying when he was a child, and no one cared about him. On the contrary, the more he cried, the more he was beaten. Maybe he wanted to make up for his own shortcomings. It was the cry of a child, as long as he heard the cry of a baby, Yang Jian's heart would be agitated, as if it was about to burst.

Yang Guang's scheme succeeded, he was picked up by Yang Jian, and coaxed for a while. In fact, the blood on the forehead of the little bun Yang Guang was smeared, and he didn't hit it at all. Yang Jian soon found out, but he didn't feel it at all. This is Xiao Baozi's scheming, after all, what kind of wickedness can a child have?Hastily and gently coaxed him, wishing he could not speak loudly, for fear of frightening his son.

"Hey, don't cry, it's okay, it's not bleeding, it's just rubbing a little."

Of course Yang Guang knew it was a lie, but he pretended to be innocent, sobbed and said with complete aggrievedness: "Really...really?"

Yang Jian immediately said: "Of course it is true, how could father lie to you?"

Yang Guang, the little bun, twisted his mouth in Yang Jian's arms, and said coquettishly, "Kesu...Kesu ​​hurts! It doesn't hurt until my father screams!"

How could Yang Jian refuse, patted the little bun Yang Guang on the back lightly, and said, "Be good, don't cry, father and father will give you a whir."

The girl from Ashina was still the focus, who would have thought that after such a short while, the little bun would grab everyone's attention, not to mention Yang Jian, who was controlled by the son, even Yang Zheng and Yang Zan felt sorry for the little nephew , all gathered around Yang Guang, Yang Guang was like a star!

The little bun Yang Guang was wronged, he leaned his little head on Yang Jian's shoulder pitifully, and lay in Yang Jian's arms, relying on his father and father. Yang Guang, the bun, was facing the daughter of Ashina.

"Ah……"

The corners of Yang Guang's lips twitched, revealing a cold and provocative smile, and he shook the chubby hand at Ashina.

Ashina girl and Yang Guang met each other's eyes, her scalp became numb immediately, she stomped her feet and said, "You...you..."

Yang Guang, the little bun, sneered clearly, but pretended to be his own gasping, "Hey..." and continued to babble in pain: "Father, it hurts, and I still need my father!"

The Ashina girl was so angry that the top of her head was about to smoke, her little braid wished she could stand up, stomped her feet a few more times, turned her head and ran out, shouting: "I'm so mad——"

Ashena's daughter ran out, Yang Guang's tears were really easy to let go, and she just let it go, and pretended to be very sensible and said: "Father, don't worry, the nest will not hurt anymore! Man, man, man, No...it doesn't hurt!"

In doing so, the two uncles who didn't know the situation felt that the little nephew was very strong, and they all praised him very much.

The daughter of Ashina left, and Yang Jian also bandaged the wound, so he planned to leave the side hall. Arranged dormitories for the noble children to rest, they can stay in the palace today and leave early tomorrow morning.

When Yang Jian came back, he happened to meet Yu Wenhu.Yu Wenhu walked over and said, "How is my nephew's injury? Is there a serious problem?"

Yang Jian cupped his hands and said, "Please trouble Otsuka Zai for your concern, the annexation is not a serious problem."

Yu Wenhu nodded, I don't know whether it's regret or happiness, he smiled and said: "The nephew is the only one among the juniors that I can look up to, I really hope that we will not be enemies in the future, otherwise... the old man is a People who cherish talents are afraid that they will not let go of this hand."

Yu Wenhu's tone was strange, as if there was a threatening meaning in it, Yang Jian smiled back, and said calmly: "Please don't worry, Mr. Otsuka, I, the Duke of Sui, never make enemies easily..." At least not now.

The current situation is chaotic between the north and the south, the southern and northern dynasties coexist, the northern dynasties have the northern qi and the northern zhou in opposition, and further north, there are Turks who want to get a piece of the pie at any time. The scene outside the court is so chaotic, and there is no detour inside the court. , Since ancient times, the Qing clan and the Gong clan have been arguing endlessly. Otsuka Zai Yuwenhu killed three emperors in a row, and controlled most of the military power in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Seizing power in the guard, and several younger brothers of the little emperor, represented by Yu Wenzhi, are fighting for power in various ways, trying to climb higher.

In such an environment, Sui Guogong's mansion is still a "heterogeneous", because Sui Guogong is a Han Chinese with a surname given by the emperor, and in such a court, it is even more difficult to walk on thin ice, so Yang Jian knows that Sui Guogong's mansion needs to gather momentum, not just a shot No brain output.

No brain output blood loss is too fast, such a person usually can't live for too long, behind Yang Jian is the entire Sui State Duke's mansion, why can't he lead the big guys to kill together so carelessly?Furthermore, Yang Jian still needs the young emperor Yu Wenyong and Otsuka Zai Yu Wenhu to drain each other's strength, and then let the Northern Zhou court drag down the Northern Qi's strength. In this way... Yang Jian is the fisherman.

What's more, Yang Jian is a very easy-going person, and he is not impatient. There is a good old saying that you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient.

Although Yang Jian is a person who goes with the situation, he is actually very ambitious in his heart. This seems to be contradictory, but it is the unity of opposites.It's like northerners like to eat salty food, but Tangyuan likes to eat sweet, and southerners like sweet food, but like to eat salty Tangyuan; it's also like some people are clearly from the south, but like to eat salty Some people are obviously from the north, but they like to eat sweets. Human nature is like this, and there are contradictions everywhere, and it is unclear and unclear...

Hearing what Yang Jian said, Yu Wenhu's smile gradually widened, and he patted Yang Jian's shoulder: "I hope that as my nephew said, the old man really likes my nephew more and more."

Yang Jian cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to Mr. Otsuka for his respect."

Yu Wenhu didn't say any more, waved his hand, and walked away.

As soon as Yu Wenhu left, only the third child Yu Wenhui was left behind him.Just now when Yu Wenhu talked to Yang Jian, although Yang Jian's attitude was respectful, he was very alienated, neither humble nor overbearing, Yu Wenhui stood behind, but he didn't dare to take a breath, he seemed very scared of his father Yu Wenhu.

As soon as Yuwenhu left, Yuwenhui seemed like a centipede, and instantly became alive. He wished he could stick his hair up, and said with a smile: "You can do it! You are the first person who dares to talk to my grandfather like this. !"

"Ah, that's not right..." Yuwen would correct himself and said, "You are not the first, but you are the first person who dares to speak to my grandfather like this, yet still live in this world."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a compliment to be a general of hussars."

"It's indeed a compliment, it's absolutely true." Yu Wenhui said, stepped forward two steps, put his hand on Yang Jian's shoulder, and said like a good brother, "You are so quiet..."

When he said this, his arm was pulled down by the third brother Yang Zan, who only heard Yang Zan say, "Stay away and talk."

Yuwenhui: "..."

Yu Wenhui had no choice but to stand a little further away, and continued: "You are so quiet, you actually took down the daughter of Ashina, and you didn't take it seriously before, I didn't expect it to be you."

I am afraid that everyone knows that Ashina's daughter fell in love with Yang Jian. Yu Wenhui didn't seem to be too jealous. After all, he didn't really want to marry a little girl, but was forced by Yu Wenhu's majesty. Let's fight for it, this time Zi Yang Jian won the first place, and Yu Wenhui happened to "retire after success", and also got leisure.

Yu Wenhui smiled and said, "Let's go, let's have a drink?"

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, I still have arrangements today, so I can't have a drink with General Hushi."

"Arrangements?" Yu Wenhui looked at Yang Jian strangely. It's so late, what other arrangements are there?Strangely said: "What important arrangement? Oh yes——"

Yu Wenhui suddenly broke into a smirk, the expression on his face wished to fly, he squinted his eyes to look at Yang Jian, and then squinted his eyes to look at Yang Zheng and Yang Zan, with a face that I understood and said, "I know." , you three... do you want to do something shameful together again?"

Yang Jian smiled, knowing that Yuwen would have misunderstood, but without explaining, Yang Zan said strangely: "What is shameful? What is shameful?"

Yu Wenhui said: "Fake it! I've heard that the three of you brothers are stubborn! It's been spread all over Jingzhao, so pretend!"

It was only then that Yang Zan suddenly realized that what Yu Wenhui was talking about was about the King of Lanling, and everyone else had misunderstood it, thinking that the three brothers, Yang and Jian, had committed prostitution together.

Yang Zan's face froze, his cheeks flushed a little, he couldn't say much, he was really dumb and couldn't express his bitterness.

Yuwen blushed when he met Yang Zan, thinking that he was right, he immediately stepped forward, put his hand on Yang Zan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "The great talent is also a common man, I thought you were different..."

He just said this, and Yang Zheng, like just now, didn't open Yu Wenhui's hand, squinted and said: "Stay far away and talk, my third brother is naturally different from you."

Yu Wenhui had no choice but to step back again, saying, "Where are you three going to fight? Take me with you?"

Yang Jian didn't point it out, his face was natural, not as thin-skinned as Yang Zan, after all, what he was going to do next... was even more shameful.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "This time I won't bring the General of Hussars with me. It's a very important matter. I'm afraid it will affect badly."

Yu Wenhui still misunderstood, waved his hand and said: "All right, you have fun, I will find someone else to drink, so as not to disturb the good things of the three of you, I will go."

After Yu Wenhui finished speaking, Shi Shiran left.

Yang Zan's face was still flushed, and he said, "Brother, are you...where are you taking us, it's not really...really..."

When Yang Zan said this, he really couldn't go on. Yang Jian said with a smile: "The third brother has a thin skin, but it's okay, don't worry, follow the elder brother, you don't need three to five years, and you will be thick-skinned!"

Yang Zan: "..." Why do you feel more and more uneasy?

Yang Jianyan got down to business, waved and said, "Let's go, let's go to the dining room."

dining room?

When he said this, Yang Guang was so shrewd, he immediately understood that Yang Jian's arrangement tonight was to take revenge.

On the Yan Yin in Yanshou Hall, Yang Jian's dishes were tampered with openly, causing Yang Jian to go crazy. Yang Jian must settle the account, and the first person who planned to settle the account was the main meal. Doctor Ang Lee!

If you want to say who can do it on Yanyin without anyone noticing it, it must be Li An, the doctor of the main meal, because Li An has a position and only adds sweets to the dishes. He is not a poison, and the middle officials and maids who pass on the food cannot see the clues, nor can they check it out.

So this person, apart from Li An, will have no one else.

Yang Jian walked into the dining room calmly, Li An was not in the dining room, but the cooks were still busy, after the Yan drink was over, the cooks were busy cleaning the dining room and put it away.

The cooks saw Yang Jian walking in, and also heard about the martial arts competition in Yanshou Palace, they were very concerned about Yang Jian, and hurried forward to ask, Yang Jian smiled very much.