King Yang Tong of Qi appeared more than thirty steps away with dozens of guards. He was wearing a golden crown, wearing a kilin purple robe, and a golden jade belt. He was handsome and had a figure that looked like a jade tree. Yang Lai's appearance was indeed very good, very similar to his father Yang Guang. In addition, he had a friendly smile and a gentle and polite manner, which made people feel good about him.

Yang Kan's arrival echoed a lot of applause. Although Yang Geng was called the most evil in the capital, this nickname was given by ordinary people in the capital. For the family of officials and powerful officials, they could not feel the evil of Yang Lai. Although they had heard of it, they would not know the evil if they did not experience it themselves. This is why Yang Lai has a lot of bad deeds, but not many people impeached him.

The emperor has only two sons, and the crown prince who is about to be enthroned can only choose between King Jin and King Qi. Therefore, some people support King Jin, and some support King Qi, especially King Jin is too fat, and King Qi is handsome. From the point of everyone's love for beauty, there are more people who prefer King Qi.

When choosing an official, it depends on his appearance, let alone choosing a monarch.

Today, Yang Liang wanted to deliberately show his respect for his wise and polite people. Every minister who greets him, no matter how high his vocational or inferior, would no longer laugh at him, and it would not make people feel that he would be called the most evil in the capital.

Yang Liang's arrival made these ministers and family members retreat to both sides and separate the road. Yang Yuanqing was originally standing behind the people, but the ministers retreated one after another, but highlighted him to the first row. At this time, Yang Tong and his group had already walked to the gate, followed by three close-fitting guards, with Liang Shi's guards on the right. He saw Yang Yuanqing with unique clothes at a glance.

He whispered to Yang Lai, and Yang Lai stared at Yang Yuanqing with sharp eyes. His originally smiling eyes seemed to be invaded by cold air, and his eyes became cold and pissed, staring at Yang Yuanqing with hostility, but this cold hostility only existed for a short moment and soon disappeared, and he returned to his attitude of being a polite and polite person. Yang Liang was indeed good at maintaining his image.

He had already walked past Yang Yuanqing and tried his best not to pay attention to him, but Yang Ku finally stopped, turned around and walked slowly to Yang Yuanqing, and looked at him with a smile, "You are Yang Yuanqing?"

"It's a humble position, what advice does Your Highness have?" Yang Yuanqing bowed to him.

Yang Lai squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Yuanqing up and down for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you dressing up like a beggar?"

The poison in Yang Liang's bones is like a poisonous bee. He always stings people inadvertently. At the Palace Station, he also ridiculed Yang Zhao as fat as a pig in front of everyone. He never showed any mercy to the people he hated. Although he was the King of Qi, he did not have the cultivation or demeanor of a prince in this regard.

But his voice was not loud. Except for Yang Yuanqing and several people next to him, no one else heard him say anything. Yang Liang turned around and tried to use a relaxed and teasing mouth as much as possible. It seemed as if he was teasing his old friend for many years, and laughed loudly at everyone: "What is the yellow and white piece on our General Yang? I can't understand, can you understand?"

In fact, many people despise Yang Yuanqing's old military uniform, but they just laughed in their hearts. Now that they have been exposed in person by the King of Qi, people around them can no longer help but laugh and then burst into laughter.

Yang Yuanqing said coldly: "These things are the blood of the Western Turkic Datou Khan. Does Dianping find it funny?"

His voice was not loud, but he had a penetrating force. It was clearly heard from everyone's ears in the laughter of everyone. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's face seemed a little embarrassed, and Yang Liang's face also felt a little embarrassed. After a while, he let out a long "Oh!", his eyes rolled, and he snorted again: "If this is the case, I will be disrespectful, but..."

He said 'But' and raised his voice and said to everyone: "But who can prove it? I took an old military uniform and sprinkled some blood. I also said that these are the blood of the Western Turkic Khan. Should everyone worship me?"

This is Yang Liang's style. He wants face very much. He just lost face in front of everyone, so he must get this face back. He knew that Yang Yuanqing was true, but as long as Yang Yuanqing could not bear the evidence, he could use the identity of King Qi to step on Yang Yuanqing, and trampled him into a famous person, completely making his reputation bad. This is Yang Lai's usual technique. Although it is a bit rogue, it is very practical and often turns him into defeat.

Yang Kan knew in his heart that even if someone around knew that Yang Yuanqing was right, he would not prove it for him. At this time, no one dared to offend him, King Yang Lai, unless it was King Yang Zhao of Jin, but Yang Zhao was not present now.

There was a silence of silence around him. Changsun Sheng wanted to speak several times, but he still held it back. At this time, Yang Yuanqing was at most disgraceful of face and no major harm. But if he offended the King of Qi because of this, the price would be too high. Changsun Sheng apologized in his heart, but he finally chose to remain silent.

Zheng Shanyuan, the eldest son of the Zheng family, stood beside Changsun Sheng. He looked at Yang Yuanqing disdainfully. Last time he wore blue clothes and cloth robe, he went to the Zheng family's door, and this time he wore old military uniforms to attend the banquet, which made people wonder what to say about him?

Moreover, this young man was too unwise and actually competed with King Qi. Who did he think he was? Just because he was Yang Su's concubine's grandson? He didn't even understand the minimum self-knowledge. Fortunately, the Zheng family rejected him the day before yesterday, otherwise he would have brought him as his son-in-law, and I don't know how much trouble the Zheng family would cause.

At this time, Pei Ju came with his two granddaughters, the eldest granddaughter Pei You and Xiaojie... The girl Pei Minqiu, they were standing behind. Pei Ju had heard her granddaughter talk about Yang Yuanqing, but he was a little surprised, how could Yang Yuanqing offend King Qi?

Pei Minqiu knew in her heart that it must be the matter of Ba Shang. At that time, Yang Yuanqing took action and injured the subordinates of the King of Qi and offended the King of Qi. Although this had nothing to do with her, what made her feel guilty was that Yang Yuanqing compensated the vase for her and used up the money, so Wuyi bought new clothes?

Pei Minqiu bit her mouth tightly, and her heart was filled with self-blame and worry.

There was a quiet surroundings, and Yang Kan said proudly: "Young general, I know you are a frontier officer, but you don't need to pretend to be a military meritorious service. Datou Khan's blood is not something you can prove by wearing a military uniform. I will not care about your rudeness, but I would like to advise you to be honest in the future."

At this time, Yang Yuanqing slowly untied the long sword around his waist. The guard behind Yang Li suddenly became nervous and pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife to stare at Yang Yuanqing. As long as he dared to be disrespectful, they would take action immediately.

Yang Yuanqing raised the sword high and pulled the silk cloth wrapped on the hilt of the sword, looked at Yang Liang coldly and said, "Maybe this dress is not unique, you can say it is sprinkled with blood, but this sword is the only one in the world. This is the reward for killing the Western Turks Datou. Who of you has a second one? Your Highness, do you have it?"

"Panying Sword!"

Someone exclaimed, the unique black jade sword hilt was a sword given to the saint by the late emperor. How could it be in the hands of this person? It was incredible. Hundreds of people at the gate of the mansion were shocked, including Changsun Sheng. He didn't expect that the saint would give Yuan Qing a sword. Was it really because of the hunt for Datou?

Yang Liang's face became extremely ugly. His two fists made his knuckles turn white, but he was frozen there and could not say a word. He felt very hatred. He knew that Yang Yuanqing had his father's Panying Sword, but forgot for a moment. Now it was this sword that made him fall into a big fight.

Yang Liang didn't dare to say a word, he grew up in the deep palace. He knew very well that as long as he said a wrong word or even made a reckless move, he was disrespectful to his father and deceiving the king. He did not dare to move, and his two chuns were closed, as if he had been cast in witchcraft and turned into a stone statue.

Yang Yuanqing took back the sword and smiled faintly, "Your Highness, is the blood stain on my body stained by Datou's head? You can go and ask the emperor."

After saying that, he walked into the mansion in front of everyone and left.

The front of the mansion was still silent, and then a silence sounded again, like boiling boiling water. At this moment, Zheng Shanyuan suddenly felt that Yang Yuanqing's old military uniform seemed not so cold.

"Okay, you're doing a pretty job!" Pei You couldn't help but shout.

Pei Minqiu looked at Yang Yuanqing's back, and the worries in her eyes became deeper. Will King Qi spare him?

Pei Ju gently stroked his beard, and secretly praised in his eyes that the young man's bones were very hard and he would not give in, which was a bit famous.

Today's birthday party was held in three main halls with a 'pin' shape. Each main hall could accommodate more than a thousand people. At the door of each main hall, a giant sign was erected with the three characters A, B, and C, which is the dining level. Yang Yuanqing looked at his own dining card again. Then he realized that his dining card was actually A, which means that he was eating in the main hall, which made him a little unexpected.

However, it was still early, and the hall was temporarily closed and guests were not allowed to enter. In the pavilions and towers around the hall, there were ministers gathered together to chat.

This kind of gathering is actually an important social way. The court is too serious and some personal topics are difficult to raise. However, the family is too close and there is no chance to have a relationship. This kind of feast is neither anxious nor slow. It is neither serious nor close to the court nor the family is secret. If the relationship is dull, you can take this opportunity to have a harmonious relationship. There are some conflicts in the court in normal times, and you can also take this opportunity to bridge the rift. For foreign officials, you can also take the opportunity to meet important officials in the capital and find opportunities for future promotions. In short, this is an excellent interpersonal communication method.

Although Yang Yuanqing had several major events in Beijing and had some reputation, what happened to him, such as the duel with He Ruobi, was just the source of conversations for ordinary people after dinner. More importantly, he was a frontier officer and was still far from the mainstream of the imperial court.

Walking through a long bridge, there was a pavilion in the middle of the bridge. In the pavilion, there were five officers in military uniforms talking enthusiastically. It was rare to meet similar soldiers. Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but speed up, but when he was five or six steps away from the pavilion, an officer saw him and immediately pulled his companions. The other officers stopped talking together and looked at him vigilantly. Those eyes were clearly not welcome.

Yang Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, and accelerated his pace to walk past them. In such a feast, he seemed a little lonely.

This mansion covers a huge area, with various buildings stacked with courtyards of all sizes, one with one large or small. Almost everyone who comes here for the first time will lose direction, but it is not unruly. If you pay attention to the small river under your feet, the layout of this mansion will become clear.

A small river meanders through the mansion, dividing the entire mansion into the 18th courtyard of the Ninth District. Yang Yuanqing walked across the bridge and entered another area called Baicuiyuan. This is a sea of ​​plants and flowers. It is full of rare grasses. The branches are full of fruits, and the golden pears are scattered with sweetness. The big pomegranates are ripe with their fists. The skins are blooming, and they are full and crystal fruit particles. Groups of birds fly and hover among the fruit trees, pecking at the sweet fruits. Many girls also secretly picked a pomegranate, held it with gauze, and hid in the corner to taste it carefully.

There are many young girls in this Baicuiyuan, but it is not designated as a girl's area. Moreover, the strange flowers and fruits here attract groups of girls to come together to enjoy the flowers and fruits.

Yang Yuanqing found that he shouldn't have come here, so he quickly turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly someone called him behind him, "General Yang, wait a moment!"
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