On the night of the winter solstice, all the lanterns are hung.

A little bit of bright fire under the eaves, reflected through the thin red paper, connecting it into a red line, illuminating the entire yard.

The snow was still rustling, neither big nor small, enough to dye the sky and the earth white. The roof was covered with a thick layer, and the trees on the ground were no exception.

People who practice martial arts are not afraid of the cold. The door of the house is opened, there is no wind or snow blowing. Sitting in the house, there are ground dragons to keep warm, but they can still enjoy the snow scenery, killing two birds with one stone.

This is not Xuandu Temple, but Chang'an Shaoshi Mansion.

After Yang Jian ascended the throne, he named Yan Wushi as the young master like Yuwen Yong. In fact, everyone knew that this was just a title, and it didn't matter what he called him. Even if he was named General or other marquis, Yan Wushi was still Yan Wushi, and Huanyue Sect was still Huanyue Sect, and no one could change its status.

Compared to Yuwen Yong, Yang Jian understood more deeply that the world was not decided by the emperor alone. There are many wealthy families in the world. Their long history and influence made the emperor obey their opinions. In order to break through the influence of the family, Yang Jian promulgated an imperial examination system that was completely different from the nine-rank Zhongzheng's official selection system since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, so that all poor scholars can gain an advancement level through the imperial examination.

But in this way, the power of the Zhongzheng officials who were originally responsible for selecting officials no longer exists. This power was taken back by the emperor. Although the poor scholars were happy, the aristocratic families were unhappy. In order to compete with this huge force, Yang Jian could not abandon the Huanyue Sect for a long time.

As for Xuandu Mountain, as the mainstay of the Taoist sect today, it would rather win over than give up. As a founding emperor, Yang Jian naturally understood this point. On the premise of being generous with Buddhism, he did not forget to be tolerant of Taoism, intending to maintain a balance between the two major Dharma regimes. On the other hand, he strongly supported the Confucian sect, and had the momentum to compete with the Southern Chen and bring all the talents of the Southern Dynasty.

The strength of the north and south is becoming increasingly clear. Seeing that there will be a battle between the two, people's hearts are gradually floating. Indeed, many southern scholars came north to Chang'an to participate in the imperial examinations of the Northern Dynasties.

The situation in the Northern Dynasties was very good, and many people believed that if nothing unexpected happened, after the Central Plains were divided since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the world would usher in another unification situation.

However, at this moment, the person sitting in the Shaoshi Mansion and facing the snow court in the house did not seem happy.

Because what was placed in front of him was a bowl of dumplings.

To be precise, it is a bowl of dumplings that use mutton soup as the base and mixed with dumplings.

Shen Qiao frowned slightly. Facing this bowl of "three no-senses", he didn't know what expression he had to put on.

One person stepped out of the other end of the screen and saw his expression, he smiled and said, "The winter solstice is as big as the New Year. I eat dumplings in the north, glutinous rice balls in the south, and mutton soup in the Sichuan area. Now all three are gathered, and I have brought you a gathering of the world. Why are you unhappy?"

Shen Qiao shook his head: "I don't like eating this way. You have to eat sweet dumplings. How can you mix them with mutton soup? Who wants to come out to please the emperor?"

Yan Wushi gently clapped his high-five: "I guessed it right. This year's Winter Solstice Banquet, the King of Jin thought of this way to please the emperor, and also named the soup Yitong Tang, which means unification of the world. Yang Jian was very happy and immediately rewarded him. The prince was also present, and his face was wonderful!"

The Winter Solstice Banquet was held yesterday. Chen Qiao was not in the capital yesterday, so there was no need to attend the banquet. Yan Wushi went there. For him, this was equivalent to going to see the show.

Chen Qiao let out a light breath: "As soon as a person grows up, his mind becomes complicated. It is common sense that the King of Jin is more eloquent than the prince and is more favored in front of his parents. But I saw that his expression was gloomy and there was a little bit of anger between his eyebrows, so I was afraid that he would not be willing to stay in the position of King of Jin for a long time."

Yan Wushi smiled slightly: "Is his thoughts when he was a child not complicated?"

When Chen Qiao heard this, he couldn't help but remember the sword that Yang Guang stabbed Chen Gong fiercely.

"The emperor has the intention to change the crown prince?"

To others, the topics that change color when they hear are commonplace and do not care about them.

Yan Wushi: "Maybe there isn't now, but I can't say it in the future. If there is no accident, I will go south to attack Chen next year. If Yang Jian Dugu loves Yang Guang in a way, he will definitely be asked to be the rank of marshal and take on military merits."

He sat down next to Shen Qiao, grabbed the other person's waist, lowered his head and scooped up a dumpling, and tasted it: "It tastes pretty good, come and feed you to your husband?"

Yan Wushi made an act of handing over the wooden spoon, but Chen Qiao was stared at him: "Sect Master Yan respects himself."

Even a few years later, this man is still as thin as paper and cannot withstand any teasing. But the more he is, the more Yan Wushi likes to tease him.

"What do you think? I don't have any weight at all. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to stand it when you pressed on you at night?"

Before Chen Qiao could say anything bad, Yan Wushi directly pinched his chin and fed a mouthful of soup over.

It was silent for a moment, and only snow fell outside the house, and the slight movements of the lips and tongues inside the house.

After a long time, Chen Qiao finally pushed away the person who was "stick" on his body and panted: "Tell me something serious, don't touch me!"

Yan Wushi: "This is called interest."

Chen Qiao obviously disagreed with this kind of interest, and what made him look even more weird was the residual mutton soup in his mouth.

This mutton soup that combines glutinous rice balls and dumplings... is really grateful and insensitive.

I think there are definitely many people who can't get used to this kind of "unified soup" at the Winter Solstice Banquet, but everyone didn't dare to say much because of the emperor's excitement.

Chen Qiao sighed: "When becoming an emperor, Yang Jian is indeed wise, which makes me feel that my choice is not wrong, but I am a little confused about the matter of children. Since the status of the monarch and ministers has been determined, he should not always show his favor for his second son in front of everyone. Where will he place his eldest son?"

Yan Wushi made a gesture to capture him. Seeing that the other party was clear and his hands were almost retracted into his sleeve, he showed some regrets, and then said: "It's not difficult to understand. Many smart people often have dark under the lights in a certain matter, and the same is true for Yang Jian and Dugu. If this continues, sooner or later there will be a scene of brothers fighting. From ancient times to the present, there are no brothers in the Tian family, which is not rare."

Chen Qiao: "Although the prince's temperament is weaker, if he ascends the throne, he will probably be able to follow Xiao Gui Cao, but Yang Guang can't say it. I'll look at this person's face..."

He shook his head and didn't say anything more, just said, "Sometimes, it's not good to be too smart. Smart people feel that I am the only one in the world. If they feel lonely and lonely, they will naturally have to do something, and eventually they will be exhausted. If the crown prince's throne changes, it will not be a good thing for both the Yang family and the world."

Yan Wushi laughed: "A Qiao, are you talking about me?"

Chen Qiao looked at him: "Is this the case with Sect Master Yan?"

Yan Wushi: "That's not the case. After all, I'm much smarter than Yang Guang."

Chen Qiao didn't hold back and still smiled.

His eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, making his heart soft.

Yan Wushi felt that even in the storm, when he saw such a smile, he felt that he was no longer sad about his experiences, and the world became gentler.

"That Yuxiu doesn't seem simple."

Yan Wushi began to think about where to spend more passionately in his mind tonight, while he said carelessly: "Of course it's not simple. I have asked Bian Yanmei to check it out. Now the news that this person is born like Duan Wenyang, and is both a mixed-race of Hu and Han."

Chen Qiao: "He has Turkic blood?"

Yan Wushi nodded: "The things here are very interesting. A man with Turkic blood entered Buddhism, became a Buddhist disciple, and followed King Jin, and had an ambiguous relationship with King Jin. The Sui Dynasty had a bad relationship with the Turkic blood. However, King Jin had a monk with half of Turkic blood. What do you think he wanted to do? Isn't this a very interesting thing?"

Chen Qiao was very surprised: "You said... Yuxiu and King Jin are, what kind of relationship?"

Yan Wushi asked back: "Can't you see it?"

Chen Qiao was still digesting the news: "I really haven't thought about this aspect..."

Yan Wushi said, "It can be seen that you have too little experience and can't even see this."

Chen Qiao: "..."

Yan Wushi: "I must be tired again and teach you well with my body."
Chapter completed!