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Chapter 39 The Messenger of the West Road

This year, the Mid-Autumn Night in Jiangdu seemed particularly deserted. As soon as night fell, the streets were empty and there was no pedestrian. As early as a month ago, Yang Guang issued a curfew order, prohibiting everyone from going out at night. This was because Yu Shiji reported to him that many ministers had secretly contacted him at night, and that something was wrong.

This news made Yang Guang extremely uneasy. He knew in his heart that people were unstable, but he had no choice but to use a curfew to prohibit everyone from going out to contact at night.

However, the curfew cures the symptoms but not the root cause. The contact was gone at night. The ministers visited each other during the day and even publicly discussed in the courtroom when they would return to Luoyang. The calls for the ministers and guards to return to Beijing were getting higher and higher, and the wave of escape continued to occur, and they were unable to stop it. Yang Guang's army had dropped sharply from 100,000 people, leaving only more than 50,000 people.

As the food in Jiangdu gradually ran out of food, seeing a larger-scale escape tide was coming, Yang Guang had no choice but to promise his ministers that as long as the war in Luoyang subsided slightly, he would lead everyone to the Yangtze River waterway through Xiangyang and return to Beijing.

Yang Guang's promise slightly calmed the public's anger and allowed him to spend a quiet Mid-Autumn night.

As night fell, there was no cloud in the sky. A full moon sailed in this endless sea, scattering a cold light alone. The ground, water surface, and palaces and pavilions were covered with a silver-white veil.

A banquet was prepared in the Moon Tower of Jiangdu Palace. Yang Guang took his family to drink and enjoy the moon. In addition to his wife Xiao, there were two more beloved concubines. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and even his second son, Yang Ming, who has been neglected for many years, also appeared at the banquet.

Yang Hing is over thirty years old this year, and his excessive wine and color make him look very old. He is like a man in his forties. There is always a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth. This kind of mockery is directed at his emperor's father, who said he would destroy the Sui Dynasty. What about himself?

Yang Qing sat next to his mother, Empress Xiao. He drank the pomelo wine cup by cup, without any restraint. In less than half an hour, Empress Xiao frowned. She wanted to scold her, but she was afraid that her husband would notice her son's absurdity, so she could only whisper: "Don't drink it anymore!"

But Yang Hing seemed to hear nothing. He still picked up the wine pot and poured wine for himself. Empress Xiao reached out and pressed his wine pot. Yang Hing stubbornly grabbed the wine pot from his mother's hand.

A hint of anger flashed in Princess Danyang, who was sitting opposite him. She stood up and took his wine glass away. She angrily scolded: "My mother told you not to drink anymore, didn't you hear it?"

Everyone was thinking about their own thoughts at the banquet. Yang Fangxin's angrily scolding attracted everyone's eyes. Yang Guang looked up at his daughter and frowned slightly. "Danyang, what are you doing?"

"Father, the emperor's brother is drinking constantly, and the queen mother advises him. He doesn't listen."

After all, Yang Fangxin was still young, and she didn't understand Queen Xiao's worries. Sure enough, Yang Guang noticed Yang Hing. He then realized that Yang Hing was as old as a man in his forties, and his eyelids were frighteningly swollen. This was obviously a sign of excessive alcohol and color. Yang Guang was displeased and stretched his face and said, "Qinger, Queen Mother asked you to drink less, why don't you listen?"

Yang Qing glared at his sister fiercely, then reached out to take a wine bottle from the plate of the harem maid behind him, ignored his father's question and continued to pour the wine. Empress Xiao was anxious, pulled him a little, and said in a pleading tone: "Father is asking you!"

Yang Hing sneered and said to himself: "I can no longer bear to see this world. It's better to be drunk and seek peace."

Yang Guang was furious and slapped the table hard, "Get out of here! Get out!"

Empress Xiao hated this incompetent son so much that her heart was bleeding. She stood up and slapped her son hard, and started crying, "If you want to die, go to die! I don't care about you anymore."

King Yan Yang Qing quickly winked at the guards. The guards understood and stepped forward to mop Yang Qing half-invited and half-hardly. Yang Qing laughed from afar.

Yang Guang's face turned pale and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Queen Xiao knew her husband too much, and she was very frightened. She kicked her long skirt and walked to Yang Guang to kneel down, sobbing in a low voice, unable to say a word.

Princess Danyang Yang Fangxin also knew that she had caused trouble, so she walked to Xiao Hou and knelt down. King Yan Yang Neng, King Zhao Yang Gao, and Yang Guang's two favorite concubines also knelt down together.

The atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was destroyed. Yang Guang stared at everyone for a while. Finally, he sighed, stood up and left with a cane. Under the moonlight, his thin back seemed particularly lonely.

...........

Yang Fangxin returned to her little palace in despair, entered the room, threw her hat and cloak on the ground in anger, and sat at the table to sulk. She was angry with herself, hating herself for being ignorant, and destroyed the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival night, making the family who had finally got together dispersed. If she didn't care about her brother's affairs, it wouldn't have happened.

She suddenly grabbed her hair hard, "Why am I so stupid!"

"Princess, the matter has happened, don't blame yourself anymore." Her close maid Yu'er said timidly.

Yu'er is the little palace maid Yang Yuanqing found in ** City. Yang Yuanqing later asked Shen Guang to send her back to the palace. After she returned to the palace, she told the princess everything about Yang Yuanqing's saving her. She would read it every once in a while, which made Yang Fangxin a little annoyed.

Yang Fangxin stretched out her fingers to block her ears and shouted, "I'm so annoying. Can you leave me alone for a while?"

"Yes! The maid has surrendered."

Yu'er turned around and wanted to leave, but Yang Fangxin stopped her, "Don't leave!"

"Is there anything else in the princess?"

Yang Fangxin sighed and asked worriedly: "Yu'er, do you say that your father is angry and will he kill his second brother?"

"No!"

Yu'er squatted beside her and advised, "Didn't the princess say that tigers don't eat their own children, let alone people? The emperor is just very angry. Besides, the empress only has such a biological son. No matter how much the emperor wants to give the empress a face."

Yang Fangxin changed her mind, maybe it was true. She stretched out her index finger and scraped Yu'er's nose and smiled, "What does it mean to be a face?"

She finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then she thought of another thing. She asked, "Have you got what I asked you to make yesterday?"

Yu'er smiled, pulled out a box from under the bed, and opened it. It turned out to be a set of Snack's armor.

Yang Fangxin had a surprise in her eyes and asked quickly: "Where did you get it?"

"It was given to me by Brother Shen. It's the smallest set of armor. Princess will try it."

Yang Fangxin was immediately interested and quickly took out the armor and put it on for herself. The size was really barely suitable. Yu'er asked while lacerating her up: "What are the princess wearing armor?"

"Don't worry about this, where is the sword? Give me the sword."

Yu'er gave her the sword, and Yang Fangxin drew out the sharp short sword and danced twice. She walked to the mirror and looked around. The mirror was no longer the delicate princess just now, but a young general with a heroic posture. She felt very satisfied. This was the effect she wanted. Now she was only missing a horse.

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In the curfew in Jiangdu City, the only one that can appear on the street is the patrolling Xiaoguo Guard. Currently, there are 50,000 Xiaoguo Guards in Jiangdu City. Yang Guang reorganized a month ago and divided it into the left and right inner armies. The left army was led by Sima Dekan, the general of Huben, with a total of 20,000 people. The right army was led by Chen Len, the general of the Right Guard, and also with 20,000 people. The inner army was the commander of the left guard Yuwen Chengdu.

In the evening, a team of Xiaoguo cavalry appeared in front of Yu Wenji's mansion. The leader was Sima Dekan, the general of Hu Ben Lang, and behind him was Yuwen Zhiji. Yuwen Zhiji was the general of the young prison. He could not go out, so he could only pretend to be Xiaoguo Guard and go out.

The two of them walked up the steps and didn't have to report, so they went straight into the mansion.

In the room, Yu Wenhe was discussing the final major event with his adviser Liu Qing. With the help of Liu Qing, Yu Wenhe began to plan to seize the throne step by step. The key to seizing the throne was to gain military power. Perhaps God wanted to fulfill Yu Wenhe. Among the three generals who held military power, Sima Dekan was Yu Wenzhi's sworn brother, and Chen Len was his father Yu Wenshu's confidant general, and was valued for defeating Li Zitong.

The most difficult person to deal with now is Yuwen Chengdu, who controls the inner army. Yuwen and himself have no idea, so they all hope that the strategist Liu Qing will give him some advice.

Liu Qing walked a few steps with his hands behind his back: "Young Master, isn't Yuwen Chengdu's original surname Xiao? Can you connect him with Xiao Xian?"

Without waiting for Yu Wenhua and his answer, a personal soldier at the door reported: "The second young master and General Sima are here."

"Please come in!"

The door opened, Yuwen Zhiji and Sima Dekan walked into the room. Yuwen Zhiji smiled and said, "Brother, are you going to drink and enjoy the moon together?"

Yu Wenhe shook his head, "Please come here to discuss how to deal with Yuwen Chengdu. Mr. Liu has already had a plan."

Yuwen Zhiji and Sima Dekan looked at each other, and they said in unison: "What are the plans sir?"

All four people in the room laughed, and Liu Qing said, "I just told the eldest son that Yuwen Chengdu's original surname is Xiao, can he connect him with Xiao Xian?"

"A clever plan!"

Sima Dekan hit the fist and palms, and praised repeatedly: "Sir, you are a genius known as Bashu. He is indeed extremely wise. Yuwen Chengdu and Xiao Xian were originally brothers of the distant clan, so this plan is available."

Yuwen Zhiji also asked, "What should I do specifically?"

Liu Qing pondered for a moment, slowly narrowed his eyes and smiled gloomyly: "Actually it's very simple. For example, Xiao Xian sent someone to deliver a letter to Yuwen Chengdu. The content of the letter should not be to meet for the first time, but to write ambiguous words such as 'What happened to you last time?'. The sender was caught by General Sima. General Sima urgently reported to the emperor, "I think even if the emperor trusts Yuwen Chengdu very much, he will not let him take control of military power for the time being. What do you think of this plan?"

The three of them clapped and laughed, "It's really wonderful!"

Sima Dekan asked again: "But we do not have Xiao Xian's letter and cannot imitate his handwriting."

Yu Wenji thought for a while and said, "Xiao Xian was the magistrate of Luo County. Perhaps there was a report he wrote before in the Ministry of Revenue, so it might take time to search."

Liu Qing shook his head, "There is no need. We don't know Xiao Xian's handwriting, and Yang Guang also doesn't know Xiao Xian's handwriting at the same time. For him, this kind of thing would rather kill three thousand people by mistake than let anyone go. I'm afraid that when he sends someone to find out the truth, the matter will have already been resolved."

"good!"

Yuwen Zhiji gritted her teeth and said, "No need to delay, we will do it tonight!"

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[Unprecedented! Last night, I actually rushed into the top ten monthly tickets. Thank you brothers for your support. I beg you to see if there are still no monthly tickets, so that Lao Gao can stay in the top ten for a while]

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