I'm a Buddhist foster child

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When Yang Jian heard this word, he narrowed his eyes and became thoughtful.

Perhaps many people think that the word "zhen" started from Qin Shihuang, which is the emperor's self-proclaimed name, but it is not the case.During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Northern Zhou Dynasty continued the ritual system of the Zhou Dynasty. The emperor called himself a widow, while the emperor in the Northern Qi Dynasty called himself an orphan. Neither of them had the habit of calling themselves zhen.

No wonder Yu Wenzhou felt that he might have heard it wrong, the word "zhen" is a little strange in this age.

The reason why Yang Guang knew Luo Ba was actually very simple. Yang Guang was not a simple person, he was a "comer", so he was familiar with this period of history.Although Luo Ba is not a high-ranking official now, but in the future in the Northern Qi Dynasty, he will be like a fish in water, so uncomfortable, and Gao Anagong and Han Feng will be called the three nobles of the Northern Qi Dynasty. , so Yang Guang recognized Luo Ba at a glance, even though this little bun's body had never seen Luo Ba before.

Looking back now, Yang Jian thinks that the cheap son is indeed too smart. Sometimes, he shows intelligence that is different from ordinary children. No matter how smart a four or five-year-old child is, it is absolutely impossible to provoke discord, and it is not for the sake of Eat one more bite, play with one more toy, and play tricks to sow discord.Taking a step back, even if a four- or five-year-old child is very precocious and learns to sow discord and protect himself, it is absolutely impossible to blind Gao Anak's eyes.Let alone a child of four or five years old, letting an adult go to blind Gao Anakuo's eyes is almost an impossible task...

But sometimes, Xiao Baozi is no different from ordinary children, he likes to act like a baby, likes to cry, likes to be clingy, etc...

Yu Wenxuan said: "I don't have any malicious intentions, it's just... some things are inappropriate in my heart, I still want to tell the general of the town army, so as not to miss anything, the general of the town army only thinks that I am troublesome My son is also good."

Yang Jian restrained his thoughtful expression, smiled, and said, "How could it be? I have heard that when Gao Anak rushed into the Tongguan camp, Lord Yuwen gave up his life to protect the dog, and it was too late to thank him. .”

The two chatted for a while, and when Yu Wenzhou finished eating the porridge, Yang Jian packed up the empty bowl and left the camp.

At this time, the cheap son should be waking up soon, Yang Jian squinted his eyes and thought about it, trying to test... It's okay.

Yang Jian opened the tent curtain softly, and walked in quietly. The tent was a bit dark, and the little bun hadn't woken up yet, and was sleeping soundly. The little bun had been taking a nap these days, so he was used to taking a nap at this moment , full of sweetness, and snoring a little, and the breath is well-proportioned.

Yang Jian walked over and observed the younger son calmly. He had a little bun face, white and tender after being fed, his face was covered with baby fat, and his little arms were almost fat out of the small lotus root joints. Don't look at his young age. , The appearance of sleeping is unusually regular.

Two small hands are placed in front of the body, draped on the quilt, and the small body is lying straight, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

"Hmm..." Little Baozi suddenly babbled in his sleep, but Yang Jian didn't hear clearly, so he leaned forward and listened carefully.

"Okay... head and neck..."

Yang Guang took his lunch and lay down leisurely to take a nap. Ever since he was rescued as a hostage, Yang Jian's doting on him has become doting. At noon of the day, he must eat well and then take a nap. Yang Guang felt that he might have gained more than a circle of weight.

Already familiar with this kind of comfortable life, Yang Guang soon fell asleep, and in a haze, he returned to the Imaging Hall of Jiangdu Palace. Yang Guang held a bronze mirror in his hand, reflecting his own neck, slender and powerful His index finger stroked the slightly exposed blue veins on his neck, and said with a chuckle, "Good head and neck, who should chop it?"

"it is good……"

"neck……"

When Yang Guang dreamed here, he woke up a little faintly. The moment he opened his eyes, he met a pair of bright eyes. It turned out to be Yang Jian!

Yang Jian didn't know when he came back, lying on the edge of the bed, looking at himself with a smile, like a big bad wolf looking at a lamb.

Yang Guang frowned subconsciously, but immediately changed into the innocent expression of a child, and said sweetly, "Father is back!"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "My dear son, what dream did you have just now?"

Yang Guang was a little stiff, but answered fluently, and said, "Wo didn't do anything cute!"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is that so, why did father and father hear what you said?"

Yang Guang was secretly startled, he had just dreamed about the rebellion in Chengxiang Palace, but unexpectedly he dreamed about it, if Yang Jian heard about it, he wondered if he would be regarded as a madman.

Yang Guang found an excuse casually, covered his neck with his little hands, kicked his short calves, and said coquettishly: "Yes... it's a twisted neck, I slept... I fell asleep, father and father , Knead!"

The little bun rolled into Yang Jian's arms, but he couldn't get up, and was still rolling in Yang Jian's arms. Yang Jian was afraid that his son would fall off the bed. These days, the beds are already erected and have a certain height. Little, if you fall, you will definitely fall, Yang Jian quickly picked up his son and said: "Okay, father and father will rub it for you."

Yang Guang thought that the crisis was over. After all, Yang Jian didn't doubt him at all. Although Yang Jian was smart, Yang Guang was shrewd. What's wrong with you?Therefore, he felt that as long as he acted like a baby, Yang Jian would not doubt himself at all.

But Yang Guang's calculations were wrong. Because of Yu Wenzhou's "informant", Yang Jian already had a slight suspicion of Yang Guang. Now Yang Guang's appearance of changing the subject is not as natural as before. up.

Yang Jian massaged the little bun's neck and shoulders calmly, and said, "Are you hungry? Father and father made ice porridge. Get up and eat some?"

"Yeah!" Yang Guang nodded his head vigorously in order to prevent Yang Jian from doubting himself. He had just woken up and was not hungry at all, but he couldn't hold back the ice porridge that had been pulled cold by the icing, so he became addicted to it for a while. As for the figure and so on, Zuo Zuo himself is a small bun, so he doesn't need that thing yet.

Yang Jian handed the porridge bowl to Xiao Baozi, but Yang Guang insisted on sitting on the side of the table to eat. This idea is a tutor he brought from his bones, and he has already formed a habit.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, seeing that the little bun insisted on eating it at the table, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, the youngest son has always been well-educated, just a four or five-year-old kid, if it was someone else Children, let them eat and drink on the bed, I wish they could be happy, but Xiao Baozi has never been like this, he must be on the table to eat with peace of mind.

And his literacy is extremely high, he eats slowly and carefully, and the way of eating is also very particular.Yang Jian used to wear two-meter-thick tinted glasses on his son, which were blessed with infinite soft light, so he didn't notice this. Now, when he looked carefully, he was indeed different from other children.

Not to mention that the children of noble families do not have this kind of upbringing, Xiao Baozi was a little refugee before he entered the Sui State Duke's mansion, the kind that was abducted by kidnappers, people in this era can't even eat enough to eat, so what kind of education do they need to learn?

Yang Guang, the little bun, was eating porridge, and suddenly felt a "weird" gaze, piercing himself straight, and looked up, it turned out to be Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's gaze today was even worse than before. To... "warm"?

Yang Guang couldn't find the right words to describe it for a while, he always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't say what was weird.

Yang Guang wanted to test it out, so he deliberately made his voice extremely soft and sweet, and said, "Father looks at the nest like this, is it swollen?"

Yang Jian smiled, restrained his expression, raised his hand naturally, wiped the little bun's face, and said, "The porridge has rubbed on his face."

When Yang Guang heard this, he relaxed. It turned out that the rice grains from the porridge had rubbed against his face. He thought something serious happened, so he relaxed and continued to eat porridge.

Yang Jian supported his arms and forehead, and stared sideways at the little bun eating porridge. Although he was secretly observing, Yang Jian couldn't help sighing that his son's appearance of eating porridge was really cute.

After Yang Guang had eaten the porridge, Yang Jian planned to test him again, so he took some official documents to read in the tent.

Yang Guang, the little bun, said strangely, "Why don't father and father go to the shogunate today?"

Yang Jian lied without blushing, and said: "The general is in the shogunate, and father and father are here today on business, and stay with my son, okay?"

"Okay—" Xiao Baozi responded with a childish voice, and the sweetness was beyond the limit.

Yang Jian sat down and spread out the documents. One side was about the luggage, mostly "logistics" documents, and the other was about the deployment of soldiers, which were probably the spies' returns.Yang Jian mixed the two kinds of documents together, threw them in a mess, and spread them all over the floor. After looking at them for a while, Yang Jian almost fell asleep, so he packed them into two piles, stood up and stretched his waist , Said: "My dear son, father and father go out for a walk."

"Yeah!" Little Baozi nodded obediently.

Yang Jian left the tent quite naturally, seemingly going outside for a while, but actually turned back immediately after leaving, hid at the edge of the tent, and secretly peeked through a gap in the curtain.

Yang Guang waited for Yang Jian to leave, and immediately stood up and walked over to the two stacks of documents. Stretching out his chubby hand to reach for the paperwork, he took it down and unfolded it, held it in his hand, looked at it decently, and sometimes even shook his head.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said yes, the cheap son really could read. He had discovered before that his son was very smart, but the words in these documents were all awkward. Yang Jian had already made up a lot of classical Chinese. He still doesn't quite understand, but at such a young age, Xiao Baozi actually looks very clear.

Yang Guang didn't know that he was being "surveilled" at all. His milky steamed stuffed bun skin was almost peeled off by Yang Jian bit by bit. The super-explosive custard filling is full of black sesame filling...

Yang Guang looked at the document and roughly understood the current situation of the military camp. The document sent by Jingzhao said that the Lord was going to reward the three armies, and sent Wei Guogong Yu Wenzhi as an envoy, who would come to the military camp soon.

The corner of Yang Guang's chubby lips raised a sneer, how could that mediocre Yu Wenzhi come to reward the three armies?I'm afraid they want to take back the military power.

Yang Guang shook his head with a sneer, picked up a document below, unfolded it, and couldn't help frowning. This is not a military newspaper, it is clearly a document about supplies, and it is full of food and grass. It should be placed in the In the other pile of luggage documents, it seems that Yang Jian was careless and assigned the wrong category.

It is true that Yang Jian looks smart and understanding, he is a gentle and considerate person, but after getting along for a long time, he knows that Yang Jian is not gentle at all, and he is not careful at all. He is actually a very "careless" person. He is a human being, and he is still a bit sloppy and confused in his work. The dormitory is often messed up. The cleanest place is Yang Jian's dining room and stove, which are always in good order.

Yang Guang, however, has "obsessive-compulsive disorder" and also has some cleanliness. Seeing that Yang Jian classified the documents into the wrong category without knowing it, he shook his head, sighed, and put the documents in the pile of luggage helplessly. Here, and carefully placed the document at the bottom, not on top.

How did Yang Guang know that although Yang Jian was used to being careless, he did it on purpose this time...

Yang Jian knew that the cheap son had always had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and liked to be neat and tidy, so before leaving, he deliberately put the documents for food and supplies in the pile of military newspapers. , are completely jerky, if it is an ordinary half-grown child, it will not understand at all, so Yang Jian deliberately used this document to test Xiao Baozi.

Sure enough, Xiao Baozi really understood the document, and found that the document was classified into the wrong category, so he put the food and grass document back into the proper category, and Yang Jian also found that Xiao Baozi was careful not to put the document in On the surface, they worked hard to pick up the documents for food and grass, then put the wrongly classified documents in the middle, in an inconspicuous place, and took pains to pick up the other documents and put them on the little feet .

Xiao Baozi put away the paperwork, patted it, and said in a childish voice, "There is nothing wrong with it."

Yang Jian waited for the little bun to finish, and deliberately delayed going in for a while, so as not to arouse the little bun's suspicion. As soon as he walked in, the little bun said sweetly, "Father is back!"

As he said that, he ran over and gave Yang Jian a big hug.

Yang Jian hugged the son who came running over, and said with a smile, "Did you behave well when father and father were away?"

"Be good!" The little bun nodded vigorously, if it wasn't because Yang Jian didn't leave just now, he might have been fooled by this milky little bun.

Yang Jian put down the little bun, picked up the two stacks of paperwork, and said, "My dear son, father and father are going to continue with their official duties. Be good."

"Okay—" Xiao Baozi made another long, milky voice, and sat on the bed, his two calves not touching the ground, dangling around, looking [-]% obedient.

Yang Jian walked out of the tent with the papers in his arms, and took them all back to the shogunate camp. Yu Wenhui had just finished approving today's papers. His back was sore and he was so tired that he was lying on the table and was beating his back when he saw Yang Jian walking in. He complained and said: "It's really time for you to come back. I just finished approving all of them. How long have you been saving paperwork?"

Yu Wenhui complained, and when he looked up, Yang Jian didn't pay attention to him at all, holding a document for food and grass, with a "weird" smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Yu Wenhui only felt the hair on his back, but he was very curious, so he took a look. What Yang Jian was holding was an ordinary grain and grass document, and he would come three times a month to report the amount of grain and grass, etc. It's some numbers that make my head big.

Yu Wenhui scratched the back of his head and said hesitantly, "This document is... funny?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Interesting."

Yuwen will be even more confused, interesting?Yang Jian usually dislikes these documents with numbers, how can they be interesting?It's interesting to hand over all the paperwork to yourself for approval?

Yu Wenhui didn't know that the interesting thing Yang Jian said was not the food and grass documents, but Yang Jian's cheap son...

Wei Guogong Yu Wenzhi was sent as an envoy by the young emperor Yu Wenyong to reward the three armies. Everyone knew that the little emperor Yu Wenyong sent Yuwen Zhilai to commend him on the surface, but in fact he must have Yuwen Zhilai distract Yang Jian behind his back. soldiers and horses.

After all, Yang Jian now has [-] men on hand, and a small [-] soldiers and horses, which is a large number.Each Zhu kingdom has [-] soldiers and horses, and each general has [-] soldiers and horses. Yang Jian is just a "mere" general of the town army, not even the town general. With so many soldiers and horses in his hands, the little Can the emperor not be impatient?Yu Wenzhi is also impatient!

Yang Jian knew that Yu Wenzhi came here this time, and he definitely had no good intentions. How could he make Yuwen Zhi his wish?

When Yuchi Youqi heard that the prince was looking for him, he immediately put down the work at hand, and immediately came to Yang Jian's tent of the chief general, cupped his fists and said, "The prince!"

Yang Jian smiled and waved to Yuchi Youqi, and said, "Little corn, come and sit."

Xiao Baozi was lying on the side of the desk, and Xiaorou was holding a fried cake in his hand, smashing and gnawing sweetly.After jujube flower cake, Yang Jian made fried cakes for Xiao Baozi, who likes to eat this kind of sweet food with fillings.

Fried cake is different from jujube cake. The pastry of jujube cake has distinct layers, and the filling of date paste is fragrant and sweet. This fried cake is fried. The outer skin is soft and delicious but not sticky. Wrapped with sweet but not greasy bean paste filling.It is worth mentioning that Xiao Baozi has a "quirk". Although he likes to eat stuffing, he doesn't like to eat too much stuffing. Others eat fried cakes and desserts, and they all pay attention to thin skin and big filling. Xiao Baozi is not like it. Contrary to others, the skin of the fried cake must be thick, bite it down, the soft and glutinous taste should be full, and the red bean paste filling should not be too much, as long as you order, the burnt skin can fully integrate the sweetness, too much I got tired of it.

The taste of the little buns is "tricky", and it is really difficult to serve. Yang Jian practiced it several times before he made the "thick skin and not much filling" bean paste fried cake that satisfied the cheap son.

The little bun ate the fried cake with relish, while Yang Jian fed him and made milk tea. The little bun ate a few mouthfuls of the fried cake. , is simply a fairy level.

Yuchi Youqi walked over and sat down as promised.

Yang Jian then said: "Little corn, you have heard that Yu Wenzhi will arrive at Tongguan tomorrow."

Yuchi Youqi naturally heard about it. When Yuwenzhi was mentioned, Yuchi Youqi squinted his eyes. He always had a cold face and no expression, but now he squinted his eyes and looked a little cold.

Yang Jian wiped his son's greasy mouth, and continued, "Jian asks you, do you want... to take revenge on Yu Wenzhi?"

Yuwen has been humiliating and oppressing the concubine Yuchi Youqi because he is the younger brother of the Dragon Emperor, insulting Yuchi Youqi in front of everyone many times, and even beat Yuchi Youqi with his hands. At that time, Yuchi Youqi didn't know how to resist, so he let him bully go.

Yuchi Youqi is different this time, after all, someone backs him up.

Yuchi Youqi hesitated a little, and said: "But... Yu Wenzhi is an imperial envoy, will he bring unnecessary trouble to the son?"

Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "Little Corn, people need to know how to live for themselves, so I will ask you, do you want to, or don't you want to?"

Yuchi Youqi calmed down, his eyes became brighter, he nodded and said, "I want to!"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "That's good, little corn, the time for revenge... has come."

As the emissary sent by the little emperor himself, Yu Wenzhi rushed to Tongguan with a pile of good wine and meat, and he did not dare to neglect at all. His trip was of great importance, and he was ordered to take over Yang Jian's military power. Ten thousand pioneers The military power should be taken back, and the military power of the Tongguan Army should also be taken back, leaving only the military power of Yang and the captives.

Thinking of this, Yuwen's throat became more and more dry, and he always felt that things could not go well, after all...Yang Jian came to Tongguan to "send his death", but he strongly recommended him, Yuwen couldn't help but wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.

The Tongguan camp was in front of him, and Yu Wenzhi made people quicken his pace, and he soon arrived at the gate of the Tongguan camp. He immediately got off his horse, but he didn't see the team welcoming the envoys.

Yu Wenzhi was a little strange, the imperial court sent envoys, or to reward the three armies, what a nice name, Yang Jian didn't send anyone to greet him?Even if he doesn't come to greet him himself, he must send his deputy to greet him?Yuwen knew that Yang Jian would not come in person, but he never expected that Yuwenhui, Yuwenxian, and even Yuchi Youqi did not come, and the front of the camp was empty, only the guarding soldiers lined up neatly.

"Who is coming!?"

"Who is it!? How dare you break into the Tongguan Camp!?"

Yu Wenzhi quickly said: "Misunderstanding, we are the envoys sent by the Lord to reward the three armies!"

"messenger?"

Who would have thought that the guarding soldiers would spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm directly on Yu Wenzhi's robe with a "spit!" at the next moment. The thick phlegm was still a little green, which must be caused by getting angry because of the hot and dry weather. , so thick, it slid down along Yuwenzhi's robe a little bit, and the disgusting Yuwenzhi almost spit it out.

Yuwen slapped his whole body angrily, pointed at the soldier and said, "You...you...you..."

"What are you!?" The soldier scolded, "The envoy from the imperial court will arrive tomorrow. You madmen, how dare you lie to the barracks?!"

"What!?" Yuwen was stunned, and said, "Today! It's here today, how could it be tomorrow!? It's clearly written on the paperwork, it's here from today to today, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself..."

As Yuwen said straight, he took the document, but the guarding soldiers didn't even look at it, knocked the document away with a slap, stomped on it, and said, "I can't read, look at your ass!"

Yu Wen's eyes widened angrily, as if he was pissed off by the soldier's rude words, the soldier continued to say: "You lied to be a messenger, you have ten heads that are not enough to chop off! Someone, arrest me!"

As soon as the soldiers gave an order, a small team rushed out of the barracks, dispersed with a bang, and surrounded Yu Wenzhi in an instant.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding..." Yuwen panicked, and hurriedly said: "It's really a misunderstanding. We are a mission sent by the imperial court, not fake! There are documents as proof, and it is stamped..." The big seal...

Yu Wenzhi didn't finish a sentence, "Ouch", he was directly kicked by the soldier's knee, his knee softened, and he knelt on the ground. This was not over, he was kicked in the back and fell to the ground , came a standard dog eating shit, gnawed a mouthful of sand.

"Bah bah..." Yuwen vomited indiscriminately, and the soldiers had already escorted him, dragged him up and left.

"A mediocre dog who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth! Dare to pretend to be an envoy of the imperial court, arrest him and put him in prison!"

Yu Wenzhi was dragged to the ground and shouted, "I am the messenger! I am the messenger!"

"Messenger? Bah! I see you as shit!"

"I am Duke Wei! I am an envoy! Tell your generals to come out, and I want to see your generals!" Yu Wenzhi was still struggling for the last time.

Unexpectedly, the soldier said: "Our lord general manages a lot of affairs every day and works hard. He read the documents all night yesterday and fell asleep at dawn today. How could you disturb the lord general's rest because of you, a madman? Take him away!"

The soldiers dragged Yu Wenzhi, rubbed a dusty trail on the dirt road in the camp, and headed for the prison. Yu Wenzhi yelled and struggled all the way, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he saw some acquaintance, and immediately shouted: " Yuchi Youqi!! Yuchi Youqi!"

It was Yuchi Youqi.

Yuchi Youqi was in charge of military training, he got up early in the morning, he never had the habit of staying up in bed, now that he had finished his military training, just as he came back from the martial arts field, he heard screams like slaughtered pigs.

Yuwen saw Yuchi Youqi and shouted again and again: "Yuchi Youqi!!"

Seeing that Yuchi Youqi was ignoring him, he changed his shouting method: "Master Yuchi!! General Yuchi—"

Yuchi Youqi pretended not to hear, and walked forward without looking sideways. Even though Yuwen yelled out his throat, Yuchi Youqi probably didn't hear it or didn't hear it.

"General Yuchi—it's me—Yu Wenzhi! I'm an envoy sent by the imperial court! Misunderstanding—"

Hearing Yu Wenzhi's embarrassing words, Yu Chi Youqi almost couldn't help laughing with his usual cold and serious face. Shi Zi was right, when people live for themselves, they are completely happy.

Yuchi Youqi deliberately ignored him, the soldier was almost deaf from the yelling, he was a little uncertain, so he stopped and said to Yuchi Youqi: "General, is this someone you know?"

Yuchi Youqi stared at Yuwenzhi blankly, and Yuwenzhi immediately recognized his relatives: "Master Yuchi! General Yuchi, it's me! I'm Yuwenzhi, Duke Wei, we... we will meet again not long ago , in Jingzhao, don’t you remember? Me and Lord Shu’s father, the Duke of Shu, were friends who have forgotten the year! Friends who have forgotten the year..."

Yuchi Youqi looked Yu Wenzhi up and down, as if looking at a piece of pork, Yu Wenzhi's body was covered with dust, his temple hair was dyed khaki, and there was still a piece of thick phlegm stuck to his chest, which was covered with a layer of dust , that appearance really couldn't be more embarrassing.

After looking at it for a while, Yuchi Youqi said coldly: "It's strange."

"Eyes..." Eyes? !

Yu Wenzhi immediately yelled, and when the soldiers heard it, it was indeed a fake, and immediately escorted Yu Wen to the prison, cursing in his mouth: "I said you are a piece of shit, and you are still sophistry, emissary? Bah, you are A pile of shit! Go, push it in!"

Although Yang Jian was in the general's camp, let alone, Yu Wenzhi's loud voice was too loud, and Yang Jian couldn't even make a lazy bed, so he was completely woken up. He threw the quilt over his head and said vaguely: "Annoyed...continue...sleep..."

Yang Guang: "..."

Yang Jian deliberately ignored Yu Wenzhi who was imprisoned in the prison. After waiting all night, he slowly got up early the next morning, and was going to go to the prison with Yuchi Youqi to personally bring Yu Wenzhi to the prison. come out.

Anyway, Yu Wenzhi is an envoy sent by the imperial court, there must be a limit to pretending to be stupid, can't let him squat in prison to fend for himself?

Yang Jian brought Yuchi Youqi to the prison, and as soon as he entered, he heard Yu Wenzhi's voice: "I... am... Duke Wei... let me out-let me out...I want to see your general -"

"Chi..." Yuchi Youqi couldn't hold it back, he burst out laughing, coughed quickly, and suppressed his smile.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Sure enough, you look good when you smile, and you should smile more on weekdays, but let's go in now, and I advise you to keep your smile away."

When the two entered the prison, Yang Jian's face immediately became exaggeratedly shocked. He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wei? What's wrong with you, Mr. Wei?"

Yuwen yelled all night, but no one paid any attention to him. Suddenly seeing Yang Jian, he almost wept with joy. He got up from the ground, grabbed the fence of the cell and shook it vigorously, saying: "General! General Jun! Prince! It’s me, I’m Yu Wenzhi! Let me out!”

Yang Jian sternly said, "Who is this? Who is this? How did Duke Wei be treated as a prisoner and put in prison? Give Duke Wei slops!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the corner, and there was a rice bowl on the floor of the prison cell, which was a dark lump with a strange smell.

Speaking of the word swill, Yu Wenzhi's face changed color, and he almost spat out, and quickly shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, I am the Duke of Wei, General, you recognize me, quickly... let me out!"

Yang Jian waved his hand, the lesson was enough, he said: "Quickly, let Duke Wei out, why are you so careless, Duke Wei can still admit his mistake?"

Yu Wenzhi came out of the prison, covered in dust and smell. He took a step forward, and Yang Jian and Yuchi Youqi subconsciously took two steps back. Although neither of them had a cleanliness habit, I have to say that Yu Wenzhi really stinks. up...

Yang Jian said with a smile without sincerity: "I'm really sorry, the documents sent to us by the imperial court were wrong, and the soldiers thought the envoy had arrived today, so they took Duke Wei as a spy and imprisoned them. Just be cautious, after all, the bandits of Qi are cunning, who knows what tricks they will play? Those who don’t know are innocent, Duke Wei is so magnanimous, shouldn’t he care about mere soldiers?”

Yu Wenzhi's words were blocked, the spit of phlegm was still hanging on his chest, so he could only bear it, his eyes were like knives to Yuchi Youqi, and said: "Those who don't know are innocent, but what about Yuchi Youqi? ! I called him for help yesterday, but Yuchi Youqi actually said that I was born with a face!"

Yang Jian clapped his palms and said, "Just tell me, Duke Wei, you are... fat!"

"Fat...fat?" Yu Wen didn't know why Yang Jian mentioned this, and he was immediately stunned.

But I heard Yang Jian continue to say: "No wonder General Yuchi thinks you look strange. If you are fat, you are fat. Don't you think so, Little Corn?"

Yuchi Youqi held back his smile, his pretty face turned red, he nodded in agreement with Yang Jian, and said, "Yes, cough... I'm fat, the humble general didn't recognize it for a while, it's really a crime."

Yang Jian and Yuchi Youqi sang together, Yuwen rolled his eyes angrily, but he couldn't do anything, who made Yang Jian plausible?

Besides, he came to take back the military power, and now the military power is still in Yang Jian's hands, Yu Wenzhi can't get angry, and can't turn his face, so he endured himself, took a deep breath, and said: "It's okay...it's okay, big guy The children are all our own, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Yang Jian took off his waist fan and fanned it, as if he disliked the smell on Yu Wenzhi's body, and said, "Why don't you... Wei Guogong, you go to wash and take care of it first? The wind banquet, to welcome the wind and wash the dust for the messenger."

Yu Wenzhi also felt that he stinks to death. He is the younger brother of the Dragon Emperor. He has never suffered such a big humiliation in his life. He even knocked out his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach. His chest was about to explode with anger, but he had to swallow it , Said: "Thank you, General, for your trouble, thank you, General, for your trouble!"

"No thanks, no thanks," Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "Duke Wei, please."

Yang Jian took Yuchi Youqi to tease Yu Wenzhi, and ordered the servants to set up a banquet. Yu Wenzhi was sent by the court after all, and he also brought a lot of food, wine and meat, so he had to put on a show of welcome.

The style of the banquet is not high, that is, ordinary.Yu Wenzhi changed his clothes and went to the banquet to have a look. The ordinary scene couldn't be more ordinary. Yang Jian obviously didn't take himself, the Duke of Wei, seriously, but he didn't like to get angry, so he could only sulk.

Yang Jian and others came to the banquet camp. Yang Jian said with a smile: "Duke Wei is driving through Tongguan today, but Tongguan is remote and has been harassed by Qi thieves all year round, so there is nothing delicious to eat. It is absolutely incomparable." Jingzhao Chang'an, please don't be disgusted by Wei Guogong."

Yang Jian blocked the conversation, and Yu Wenzhi couldn't say anything more, so he said with a dry smile, "It's okay, it's okay."

Yang Jian raised his hand and said, "Let's pass on the meal."

Soon, the servants came in with meals and placed them on everyone's desks.

Since it was a meal-sharing system, each person had one portion. Yuwen looked down at the table, and immediately became furious. He couldn't bear it anymore. On the table, there was clearly a chicken rack with no meat!

Yu Wenzhi is a majestic messenger, Yang Jian actually gave him a chicken, and Yu Wenzhi couldn't bear it any more, so he broke out on the spot, "Bang!!" He slapped the table hard and said, "General Zhenjun, I am the Duke of the Kingdom of Wei!" , the envoy appointed by the imperial court, came to reward the three armies, what do you mean? Give me chicken bones?! I represent the majesty of the imperial court, and the majesty of the master, the generals of the army, you are also deceiving It's too much!"

When Yang Jian saw it, he was uncharacteristically, apologizing in a very soft manner: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Yu Wenzhi sneered and said, "I'm sorry? The apology is already..." It's too late!

Before Yu Wenzhi could say anything, Yang Jian said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, this grilled chicken rack is not for you, the envoy, but for us."

"You..." Yu Wenzhi stared in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Under his unbelievable gaze, Yang Jian waved his hands and said, "What's the matter? Why did you put the crispy chicken rack baked by Jian on the wrong desk? Put it back quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes." The servant hurriedly took the chicken rack off Yu Wenzhi's desk, and replaced it with a Chengpan chicken, which was full of chicken without any bones.

Yuwen was dumbfounded, and looked at Yang Jian strangely, Yang Jian really wanted to gnaw chicken bones by himself?

Not only Yang Jian, but Yuwen looked at the past. On other people's cases, Yu Wenxian, the Duke of Qi, Yu Wenhui, the General of the Hussars, Yuchi Youqi, the son of the Duke of Shu, etc., even the little bun Yang Guang put a lot of money in front of him. There is only a chicken rack, but my desk is full of chicken.

Is it...

Is Tongguan so poor that he can only eat chickens?

Under Yuwen's dumbfounded gaze, everyone began to eat. Xiao Baozi picked up the grilled chicken rack, smashed it and started to eat it. The action was gentle and full of appetite. The chicken rack was first fried and then roasted. It's really not blowing, it floats away, although there is not much meat, but it is much more satisfying than eating chicken.

"So thick, so thick!" Xiao Baozi muttered.

Qi Guogong Yu Wenxian behaved elegantly, and even started to break the chicken rack with his hands. In Yang Jian's words, the chicken rack is still delicious to eat with his hands. It is too elegant, but it loses the essence of the chicken rack.

Not to mention Yuwenhui, the great general of the hussars, Yuwenhui was tearing up the chicken racks with great gulps, his face was covered with oil,