(fifty one)
As for the besieged mansion, Dugu Jialuo was even more calm and composed.
Yu Wenyun, that little kid, even if he has evil intentions, he doesn't have the guts.
Even if she was standing there, would Yu Wenyun dare to kill her?
Do you really think that the Dugu family and the Yang family have been operating as paper tigers for decades?
Eat when it’s time, drink when it’s time, don’t be anxious.
Yu Wenyong sat up in shock when he was dying and heard that his son had committed a crime.
He was just seriously ill and in a coma, not dead.
Couldn't he have thought of such a simple and crude way to deal with Yang Jian? Or do you think he, the son, thinks he is the father?
I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen anyone so eager to seek death.
"Kneel down."
"Do you think your position as Crown Prince is too stable?"
Yu Wenyong took the handkerchief from the waiter and wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Every time he said a word, he seemed to spend countless energy, as if he would die in the next second.
"Go to the Yang Mansion immediately to plead guilty!"
Yu Wenyong's outstretched fingers were trembling, and his tone was tough, but it was particularly unintimidating when paired with his extremely weak body.
When Yu Wenyun, who was kneeling on the ground and still felt a little guilty, heard this, he held his neck and shouted unconvinced, "Since ancient times, there is a distinction between king and minister. I am the king and he is the minister."
My father is very ill. Who knows how long his body can last. In no time, this Northern Zhou Dynasty will be his.
Not to mention Yang Jian's family, he can kill even the nine clans of the Yang family and the Dugu family.
Asking for forgiveness?
joke!
Yu Wenyong was furious and looked at Yu Wenyun who was stupid and didn't realize he was stupid.
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Over the years, he has found many highly respected gentlemen to be the prince's tutors. He has taught them many times, and he has actually taught him the most arrogant fool in the world.
Stupidity is not scary, but self-righteous stupidity is scary.
Yu Wenyong was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to slap the traitor in front of him, but unfortunately he was unable to do so. "If Yang Jian and his wife don't forgive you, then you don't have to sit in the position of the Crown Prince."
Over the years, he worked hard and worked hard to allow the Northern Zhou Dynasty to survive under the watchful eye of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
If Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo were really so easy to get rid of, how could he endure it for so long.
Many times, fame is both an honor and a shackles.
Therefore, even if Yang Lihua married in the Northern Qi Dynasty, Yang Jian and his wife had one more choice, but in the past few years, they had always followed the rules and never exceeded the rules.
The Dugu family did not want to be accused of treason.
But the prince happened to give the Dugu family and the Yang family a legitimate opportunity to commit treason at this stall.
Oh, setting up such a prince may be the biggest mistake he made in his life.
The Northern Zhou Dynasty is in danger!
"Father!"
Yu Wenyun frowned, and the dissatisfaction on his face became more intense.
But under Yu Wenyong's gaze, Yu Wenyong still lowered his head and responded dumbly, "I will go and apologize to Duke Sui and his wife."
The word "please apologize" was said through gritted teeth.
Looking at the back of his son walking in the wind, Yu Wenyong felt deep uneasiness in his heart.
He had been bedridden for a long time, and his control over the palace and the officials was no longer what it used to be. Even if he had the intention to spy on the prince, it would probably backfire on him, and he would lose everything. ….
I hope, I hope his son is not hopelessly stupid. Even if he is just pretending, he will silence everyone in the world and make the Yang Jian couple's indefensible reasons reversible.
Yu Wenyong gasped and coughed, a flush appeared on his sallow and pale complexion, followed by a long cough until he was out of breath.
The waiter waiting on the side had a worried look on his face.
With His Highness the Crown Prince's ambition and qualifications, it won't be long before the Northern Zhou Dynasty becomes the treasure of the Northern Qi Dynasty after His Majesty passes away.
It's hard for Your Majesty
Alas, Your Majesty lived a wise life, but he gave birth to a son who was a fool.
It's a pity that he is just a eunuch. He is soft-spoken and lives like duckweed. He has no worries. It is better to leave with His Majesty.
Yu Wenyong took a sip of water, suppressed his cough, tilted his head with great effort, looked at the chamberlain who had been serving him for decades, and gave a wry smile.
The eunuchs around him may be able to see the general trend of the world and the forces in the DPRK more clearly than Yun'er.
After his death, if anyone in the Northern Zhou Dynasty could turn the tide, it was Yang Jian.
Yang Jian is capable and ambitious.
Even if he wanted to take care of him, would Yang Jian be willing to be a powerful minister?
Won't!
If Yang Lihua marries Yun'er and gives birth to an heir, blood and family ties may still restrain Yang Jian, but now...
Yu Wenyong sighed, it was a dead end with no solution.
The defeat of the Northern Zhou Dynasty seemed to be a foregone conclusion, but we just didn’t know at whose hands it would be defeated.
As for him, he doesn't have the energy or time to save the building from collapse.
Yu Wenyong lay on the bed with a pale face, his cloudy eyes full of despair.
Back then, when he was dormant, he was so ambitious.
However, he was about to pass away before it was too late.
Tiredness struck, and Yu Wenyong fell into a coma again with endless sadness and regret.
Just as Yu Wenyong feared, instead of thinking about asking for forgiveness, Yu Wenyun held a sharp knife and shouted that he wanted to slaughter the Yang family.
The evil done by God can still be violated, but the evil done by oneself cannot be lived.
Dugu Jialuo and Yang Jian looked at each other and smiled, calmly. Dugu Jialuo was even in the mood to say jokingly, "Brother Jian still thinks it was unforgivable for me to send Lihua for marriage back then?"
Yang Jian chuckled, held Dugu Jialuo's hand, and faced thousands of soldiers calmly.
Putting aside the other things, Yu Wenyun is not worthy of carrying Lihua's shoes.
His and Jialuo's daughter should be worthy of the best man in the world.
The estrangement between husband and wife dissipated little by little at this moment. "Jialuo Mo is afraid, Yu Wen is just a paper tiger."
"Then we will know this paper tiger."
Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo stood hand in hand in front of the crowd, neither humble nor arrogant, with a commanding momentum.
"My father was given a letter of honor by Taizu, and he guarded Longyou for more than ten years. He followed Taizu to conquer the world. He had a clear conscience throughout his life. In order to protect Yuwen's orthodoxy, he was forced to commit suicide."
"My eldest sister, Queen Mingjing, also died at the hands of the powerful minister Yu Wenhu."
"My father-in-law guarded Pu Ban and fought against the Qi army several times. He never relied on Yu Wenhu's coercion and inducement."
"My husband, Yang Jian, is even more loyal to Your Majesty and will follow you throughout his life."
"Even my little girl Lihua went to Northern Qi to get married at the request of hundreds of officials and people."
"I, Dugu Jialuo, dare to ask His Highness the Crown Prince, where are the crimes of Dugu and the Yang family?"
"Didn't my Dugu family save enough blood for the Northern Zhou Dynasty?"
"We keep saying that our daughter Li is the Queen of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and we are suspected of collaborating with the enemy. Has His Highness the Crown Prince forgotten the reason why our daughter is getting married?"
"His Majesty's sword is pointing at the Yang family today. Is it His Majesty's instruction or His Majesty's willfulness? If it is His Majesty's instruction, I, Dugu Jialuo, am willing to die."
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Peace of mind without insomnia
