Yang Guang put on the dragon robe under the servitude of several concubines. He felt speechless fatigue for several days, and his dizziness disappeared without a trace as the ghost face disappeared in the black smoke. Seeing everyone withdraw, the emperor, who was the most trustworthy, showed a grim smile on his lips.

The city of Daxing was turbulent. The mansion of Yang Su, the Minister of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the Duke of Chu, was extremely quiet. There was no pedestrian in the street near Fang District where Yang Su's mansion was located. Today, several teams of soldiers blocked the streets here, and no one could enter or exit. The people who went out to buy at the Grand Tutor's Mansion walked to the streets and were driven back by the soldiers.

Sima Jiu had seen the evil servant of Yang Su's mansion. How domineering it was. But just now, a noble slave was beaten up by the soldiers at the street corner. The servant of Yang Su's mansion returned to the mansion with blood on his face. The Grand Master sat in the highest place in his pavilion, looking at the direction of the imperial city, and his face was very complicated.

"Master, Yang Er and his men who went out to buy the house just now were also driven back. Yang Er was even beaten a few times. Master, when did our Yang family have such a big ugly in this shop? The servants at home were very indignant. As long as the master gave an order, we immediately rushed to the intersection and let the master enter the palace to see who was scattering wildly on the head of the Yang Mansion."

The butler with white hair and beard in Yang Su's house was full of indignation. He wanted to say more. Seeing Yang Su's face, he quickly closed his mouth.

"Is the order? What order should I give? Do you wear armor and fight with the soldiers in the palace? Are you making more conspiracy to frame me for the crime of hiding armor and secretly? Or do you just go against it in this palace? Seeing the saint, don't you know that the person you don't want to see me the most now is a saint?"

Yang Su's face was full of sarcasm and a hint of sadness. This butler followed the Grand Tutor when he was Yang Jian. Yang Su has always been calm. Whether he went south to destroy Chen or went north to hunt with the Hu people, he was always calm and gentle. When did the butler hear Yang Su talking like he had just now? He looked at the Grand Tutor with courage, as if he saw a faint fear in Yang Su's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart.

"You ask the people in the mansion to not go out these days. I guess it's all these days. Jishan, Jishan, you have done a good thing. If you get close to Yang Ming, you will cut off my life in the Yang family of Hongnong."

Yang Su muttered to himself, he waved his hand, and the butler carefully retreated. As soon as the butler withdrew, Yang Su's wife Wei took the stage from the downstairs along the steps. Seeing Yang Su motionless in the cold wind in the winter, Wei not only pursed her lips vigorously.

"Master, I just heard from the maid that Yang Er was beaten up at the intersection. Who is so bold that he dares to hit the people in our mansion? This matter cannot be good."

Wei is the biological mother of Yang Su's youngest son Yang Jishan. She is beautiful than Yang Xuanting and others' mother Zheng Qiye, and her family background is far less wise. When Yang Su saw her talking, she glanced at the woman coldly, and there was no difference in her eyes with the relationship between husband and wife.

"Can't you be kind anymore? Haha, I can't be kind anymore. I see how many people in our Yang family, including me, can they be kind?" Yang Su giggled. Mrs. Wei had never seen him like this before, and she was stunned in place.

"When Qi Ye was there, when did I worry about the affairs in the mansion? Xuangan is calm, Xuanzong is bold, Xuanting is even more intelligent. My Hongnong Yang family is full of talents. Look at the Jiliang you have born into, can you compare with them?"

"Master, Jishan has few brothers who have become good things. I am indeed incompetent in discipline. But he has always been by our side. Even if he is a little stupid, his filial piety to the master is well known to everyone."

When Wei saw him having an attack, he quickly spoke up to his words, but the more she spoke, the more angry she felt in Yang Su's eyes.

"Filial piety, hahaha, he is foolish and lustful, and was kidnapped by someone. He asked me to help him find Sima Jiu's bad head. I told him to stay calm. He mingled with Yang Qing and the others, using witchcraft to assassinate the saint and prince, and trapped my Yang family in the Jedi. It was really filial, and it was really filial."

Yang Su walked on the high platform impatiently. When Wei heard him speak like this, she was so scared that she knelt on the ground, and heard her husband's breathing getting heavier and heavier.

"Jishan is a little stupid. I think he doesn't have the courage to harm the saints. Isn't he still in charge of Xuan Ting? How dare you do this? Master, are you wrong?"

Wei was so scared that she trembled, but Yang Su slowly stopped.

"A stupid person is brave, is stupid or not, things have been done. Besides, what's the use? I'm sorry, my Yang family is burning, and I didn't expect to be defeated by your evil son."

Yang Su thought of the Hongnong house for a hundred years, and saw the woman in front of her with a look of magnificence and thought of being betrayed by her loved ones, and suddenly felt extremely bored in her heart. He was lazy and said more, raised his hand, Wei kowtowed heavily on the ground, and slowly retreated from the platform in fear.

"Hmph, I'm really scheming, Li Baiyao, Li Yuan, Yuwen Shu, you're really scheming, what a Confucianism, I'm really forbearing, I'm really forbearing." A hint of self-deprecating smile flashed across Yang Su's mouth.

He stretched out his palm and silently circulated his inner breath. The scene that appeared in Pingyao Study appeared again. A green flame rose in the Taishi's hand, but as the flame became brighter, a chill suddenly came out from Yang Su's chest and abdomen. His inner breath was running stagnant, and a pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Grand Master bent down in pain and finally stood up slowly after a long time. He took out a pill from his arms and took it with his face full of fierceness. The Grand Master was harmed by a woman and could not use his entire body of kung fu. Yang Suwuxue was not inferior to Zen Master Shenxiu and others. If he had not been plotted against, he would have been seventy-seventy-seventh-certainty even if he escaped from the mansion and headed straight to Luoyang. However, now, a generation of heroes is at its weakest time.

"In just three days, just three days, I can get rid of all the cold poison in my body. At that time, the world is so big, how can I go? I, Yang Su, have been dominating the world in my life, and I have countless subordinates in the army. How can I be compared with Yuwen Shu, Li Yuan and others? Humph, when the time comes, I will be able to recruit troops to Daxing, and I will definitely kill the three traitors and rebels, and Sima Jiu's children."

When the Grand Master thought of Sima Jiu, a sneer flashed across his mouth. He was so excited that he could not stand on the platform. He saw the winter sunset slowly falling in the distance. The cold and a suffocating aura in his heart slowly dissipated.

The young man shouted the word "Lie" in the East Palace. Li Shanyuan, a disciple of Chao Yuanfang who was kneeling in the prince's bedroom, glanced at the Huangmen Secretariat with complicated eyes. With his cunning and skill, he was shocked by Sima Jiu's Buddhist supernatural powers.
Chapter completed!