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Chapter 18 Who is the young boy?

The Eastern Palace guards only escorted Yang Guang's guard down the mountain. Yang Fangqing had already come out of the white jade tower... slowly sneered at the gate of the courtyard. More than a hundred guards were cleaning up their bodies. Liu Shu had committed suicide in purple robe, and the body was placed beside the pillar of the gate.

In addition, there were twelve corpses next to the gate pillar, and all of them were dead. In fact, three of them should have lived in the end, but they were also dead at this time.

Yang Yuanqing looked at the last three people's eyes uneasily, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"What are you sighing?" Yuwen Chengdu appeared behind him.

"nothing!"

Yang Yuanqing's eyes turned to Liu Shu again, concealing his heartache for the last three shìwei.

"I sigh that Liu Shuzhi was unaware of his position as a great minister, but he was willing to take such a great risk to launch a palace coup. Even if he succeeded, what could he get?"

Yuwen Chengdu shook his head, "He is not for power anymore. He hopes that the Sui Dynasty will go in another direction. Perhaps Yang Yong can realize his ideal of family and country."

Yuwen Chengdu smiled faintly again and said, "Courtary struggles have always been extremely cruel. If they weren't dead today, then we would die tomorrow. Don't feel any guilt."

Yang Yuanqing felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart. It was not because of who died and whoever died. He had experienced too many killings and had long been indifferent to death. Even if Yang Yong was killed by the whole family, he would not take it seriously.

Although Yang Yuanqing already knew that Yang Guang was not as stupid as in history and that he would be an accomplished emperor, Yang Yuanqing still accidentally discovered Yang Guang's vicious side.

Yang Guang killed the last three surviving shìguards because he didn't want others to know his embarrassing appearance when he was in trouble. Yang Guang was so scared that he shivered in the White Jade Tower and shrank into a ball. His timid and fearful side was seen by the shìguards.

Yang Yuanqing thought of Yang Guang asking him what reward he wanted. If Yang Guang really wanted to give him a reward, would he need to ask?

Yang Guang didn't want to give him any reward at all. Of course, this was not because Yang Guang was stingy, but because Yang Guang didn't want others to know that Yang Yuanqing had the merit of saving the emperor.

When Yang Guang asked himself that, he was actually giving himself a life-and-death issue.

It should be because his answer was correct, and Yang Guangcai did not kill him because at the last moment, he replied that he would not have any reward... he just wanted a future advice.

It was this answer that Yang Guang spared his life, so in the end there was a knowing smile on Yang Guang's face.

"Yuanqing' I will remember your kindness to save you...

This last sentence is the Lou Sutra that Yang Guang gave him.

At this moment, Yang Yuanqing deeply felt the feeling of being with the king as if he was with a tiger.

Yang Yuanqing was very upset and felt an inexplicable disappointment with Yang Guang. He just wanted to leave this place of courtesy. Yang Yuanqing sighed and said to Yuwen Chengdu: "Please tell my grandfather...I'll go back to the capital first."

Yuwen Chengdu felt his mood depressed, so he patted Yang Yuanqing on the shoulder, "I will invite you to drink when I come back."

Yang Yuanqing nodded silently and turned to walk down the mountain. Yuwen Chengdu stared at his back and felt that his back was so lonely and desolate. Yuwen Chengdu could understand Yang Yuanqing's loss very well. He made such a great contribution to rescue him, but he almost died in the end. Who would not be lost?

Emperor Yang Jian passed away, and the country could not be without a master for a day. That night, Prince Yang Guang ascended the throne at Renshou Palace with the support of hundreds of important officials, officially starting his imperial career.

Although he ascended the throne and became emperor, his position as Yang Guang was not stable. In order to prevent Yang Yong from burning his remaining party from burning, Yang Guang secretly told the court coup that occurred during the day, and only said that the palace guards had internal strife due to trivial matters, and the son-in-law Liu Shu was unfortunately killed in the internal strife.

In this way, except for a few confidant ministers such as Yang Su and Yuwen Shu, the other ministers did not know that there had been a shocking coup in Renshou Palace.

Although Yang Guang did not want to expand the coup, he secretly ordered Yuwen Shu to poison the former crown prince Yang Yong overnight, and sent his confidant Shiìwei to Beijing to kill all the sons of Dian Yong and to eliminate the roots.

Yang Guang ordered the blockade of the news that the emperor had collapsed and he had ascended the throne. At the same time, in the name of Yang Jian, he issued an edict to appoint Yang Su's younger brother Yang Yue as the capital, and go to the capital to control the troops in the capital and control the situation in the capital.

Time gradually came to the third day. The exhausted Yang Su, accompanied by several guards, returned to his own museum at the foot of the mountain. When he walked to the door, Yang Su saw his eldest son Xuangan standing at the door waiting.

"Xuangan, why haven't you gone to rest?"

Yang Xuangan also participated in Yang Guang's ascension to the throne in the evening. He had learned about the coup from his father.

Yang Xuangan had already gone down the mountain for a while. When his father came back, he hurriedly stepped forward to support his father, "I have something to do in my heart and can't sleep."

Yang Su nodded, "Go into the house and talk!"

The father and son entered the room, Yang Su sat on the soft couch, and Yang Xuangan poured another cup of tea for his father and gave him both hands.

"Sit down!" Yang Su pointed to her side.

After the 19th year of Kaihuang, Yang Xuangan was named General for his father's contribution, and his younger brothers were also named Shangyitong. Yang Xuangan was also considered an important minister of the court. He frowned and whispered: "Why did I see my father and Yuwen Shu just now?"

"Nothing big."

Yang Su smiled faintly and said, "It is about the disposal of the participants in this coup. Yuwen Shu hopes to thoroughly investigate and eliminate it without missing a single one. I am worried that there will be too much impact and suggest that the emperor let it go."

"Father, do you think the Lord will leave it alone?"

Yang Su shook her head... "The emperor is very scheming. He will not let these people go, but he will use other excuses to attack. Anyone who supports the former crown prince Yang Yong will sooner or later cannot escape."

After pausing, Yang Su said again: "Do you know what Yuan Qing is protecting the emperor today?"

"So it's Yuan Qing!"

Yang Xuangan was extremely surprised. He hurriedly said, "I heard that the emperor was rescued by a young officer. I didn't expect that it would be Yuan Qing. When did he come?"

Yang Su glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, "The relationship between you father and son is very weak. Don't you look for your own reasons?"

Yang Xuangan felt embarrassed on his face, and he sighed and said, "It was because I was too cold to him in the past, I ignored him since I was a child and did not fulfill my father's position."

"You are prejudice against him and think that he is the concubine's son. Today, the emperor also told me that Yuan Qing is a natural and arrogant phoenix, and he is the first among my generation. Do you understand how much the emperor values ​​him?"

Yang Xuangan also felt a little regretful in his heart. He said ashamed: "I want to save it, but I don't know if there is still a chance?"

Yang Su patted his son on the shoulder and smiled, "After all, you are father and son. No one can replace his blood and family affection. As long as you treat him with your heart, he will naturally recognize you as his father. In addition, the emperor strictly prohibits the spread of Yuan Qing's protection, and I can only know..."

Yang Xuangan nodded silently. He decided to take some time and take Yuan Qing to the Hongnong clan ancestor to take a look.

Yang Yuanqingyan did not attend Yang Guang's ascension ceremony. He was not qualified to be a military officer who was now a general. He left Renshou Palace that afternoon and returned to the capital.

At noon the next day, Yang Yuanqing arrived in Xianyang. Although he no longer wanted to save Yang Guang, he was still unable to be happy and was depressed all the way.

Xianyang is a large county in Jingzhao Prefecture, not far from the capital. Although it is not as magnificent and prosperous as the capital, it is crowded with people and is quite lively. It is lunch time that the city has many customers and business is booming. Yang Yuanqing walked to a restaurant called "Sanxian Restaurant", and a friend warmly greeted him.

"The Junye Shop has mutton and venison now slaughtered, crucian carp a foot long, and excellent Paiwei milk wine."

Yang Yuanqing frowned, "Are there any other wine?"

"There are Lang Guanqing from the capital and Pu Tao wine from the Western Regions."

Pujiao wine was later wine. At this time, it had not been introduced to the mainland on a large scale. It was only brought by some Western merchants. It was expensive. Yang Yuanqing had only drunk sugarcane wine and dragon paste wine, and had never drunk Pujiao wine. He nodded and said, "Let me a seat by the window."

"Okay! Please, Jun Ye, please, there is a window on the second floor!"

Yang Yuanqing carried his long spear and horse bag and handed the horse to his servant, and then gave him a handful of money to the servant. The servant thanked him for his horse.

Yang Yuanqing walked up to the second floor by himself, and there were more than twenty couches on the second floor, full of guests. The sound was loud and bustling. Most of them were wearing long robes, wearing gauze hats or squid heads, and sitting cross-legged on the couch with shoes off. There were also women wearing curtain hats, and several musicians, holding musical instruments by the wall, waiting for the call.

There are two separate elegant rooms next to them. Five or six great men stood at the door of one of them, majestic. It seemed that there was a wealthy family having dinner. Another guy led him to a small couch by the window. There was a table on the couch. The couch was not wide and could only accommodate three or four people. Behind it was the elegant room, there was a vague sound of talking inside.

"June, there is no one here, just sit here!"

Yang Yuanqing dribbled, sat down against the window, put his horse spear aside, and said to the clerk: "Give me a pot of puerry wine, three Hu cakes, three pounds of mutton sauce, that's all."

"Please wait a moment, come soon."

After a moment, a woman brought the wine pot. Pujiao wine was very expensive, and this pot of wine costs ten yuan. After a bloody battle, Yang Yuanqing needed to reward himself with good wine. He poured a glass of wine again and again, and couldn't help but think of the fierce battle that happened yesterday. Just like a dream, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and drank the wine.

"Is this a horse lance?" A clear boy voice sounded next to him.

Yang Yuanqing turned around and saw a boy standing next to him, who was only six or seven years old, with a strong figure and handsome appearance. He was wearing a white satin brocade robe, a small golden crown on his head and black leather boots on his feet. He saw that he was a child of an official family. He pointed at Yang Yuanqing's horse spear and looked very curious.

Yang Yuanqing's horse spear was covered with a leather bag and only had a spear rod. Most people couldn't see it, but this little boy had some eyesight.

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "How do you see that this is a horse spear?"

"I, Lu Fu, have one, but it's thinner than yours, and it's a little shorter."

As the little boy said, he reached out to get the horse spear. Yang Yuanqing didn't stop him. He could see that the little boy had begun to build a foundation, but no matter what, he could not handle his horse spear.

"Erlang!"

A stern scolding suddenly came from behind, "Dad told you that you should not touch other people's things!"

When Yang Yuanqing turned around, he saw that he was a guest in the elegant room next door. He was a middle-aged man of thirty-seven or eight years old, wearing a regular official uniform, wearing a gauze hat, and three black beards under his jaw.

The little boy was obviously afraid of his father, so scared that he didn't dare to move Yang Yuanqing's long spear again. The man walked up to Yang Yuanqing and bowed and apologized: "You are rude, please forgive me!"

"It's okay!"

Yang Yuanqing patted the little boy's strong shoulder and smiled: "Although the man is young, he is powerful, and I like it very much."

He asked the boy again, "Who is your master?"

"My master is Changsun Ying, do you know him?"

Yang Yuanqing suddenly realized that he was Changbieli's apprentice. No wonder he could know his horse spear. He smiled and took off the leather hood from the long spear, "You are right. This is indeed a horse spear, a different horse spear."

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw the long spear at first sight, then looked at Yang Yuanqing again, and asked hesitantly: "Who are you from General Yu Juluo?"

This long spear was given to him by Yu Juluo. It turned out that this person had seen him. Yang Yuanqing stood up and bowed and smiled, "He is my master and my immediate boss. May I ask your surname?"

"I am Li Yuan, the governor of Longzhou. Have you not told you about it?"

"Li Qiao!.

Yang Yuanqing was stunned. He looked at the boy beside him. The boy looked up at him with clear eyes. Could it be that this terrifying boy is...
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