Knowing that he was very unpopular, and seeing that Xiao Sizi's condition was gradually stabilizing, Li Zhi went directly back to the firearms prison early the next morning.
Although he is still young, Li Zhi also knows that if he wants to ascend the supreme throne, he must let His Majesty Li Er see his abilities.
The eldest grandson Wugou and Concubine Yang stayed behind, supposedly to take care of the little Sizi.
Two beautiful women were hanging around in front of him all day long, and Yang Fan was aroused.
A few days later, Xiao Sizi's condition had recovered, and the child's lively nature showed again.
On this day, when Yang Fan and Changsun Wugou were playing with little Sizi in the back garden, Nalan Minyue also returned home from school in Junyangfang.
The two little kids had playmates, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time. They chatted non-stop and played happily, leaving Yang Fan and the others aside.
Yang Fan had no choice but to return to the main hall with his eldest grandson Wugou.
As soon as he sat on the couch, Changsun Wugu leaned over as if he had no bones, and hooked Yang Fan's neck with his slender hands.
Yang Fan had no choice but to hold the other person's soft waist to prevent the woman from falling to the ground.
"Mother, you are not afraid of others seeing you. How about I help you into the room to rest?"
Yang Fan smiled bitterly and planned to carry her into the room.
"You've been here for so many days and you, a bad guy, don't have anything to say?"
Changsun Wugou rested his head on his shoulder, breathing out from his small mouth, his soft and soft voice constantly arousing hormones.
"Are you a cat? Why do you always hum? Are you not full?"
Looking at the charming grandson Wugou, Yang Fan was a little speechless.
I really didn’t expect that the usually dignified beautiful woman would have such a seductive side.
"Hmph, I am born in the year of cat, so what? Meow..."
After Changsun Wugou finished speaking, he really began to meow like a cat.
Yang Fan was so aroused by her that she couldn't help but pinch her, making her eldest grandson Wugou moan.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was a little surprised. This was completely different from the eldest grandson Wugou in the past.
Could it be that he is possessed by a vixen?
At the moment of doubt, the eldest grandson Wugou lay tightly on Yang Fan and murmured: "Mr. Lang..."
Yang Fan patted him and scolded: "Okay, stop being angry, get up quickly, be careful of being seen, and tell me if you have anything to do."
In Yang Fan's opinion, Changsun Wugou must be seeking something like this.
"I don't……"
Changsun Wujia smiled and twisted his soft waist.
No matter how Yang Fan tried to persuade him, he just refused to get up and instead stuck closer to her.
How could Yang Fan endure it? This girl was so lawless that she hugged her and walked straight to the room.
Half an hour later, the room was filled with a strange smell.
At this time, Changsun Wugou no longer had the strength to meow like a cat, and curled up directly in Yang Fan's arms.
Yang Fan suddenly discovered that a woman who usually looked like a noble lady could kill someone if she became angry.
Lying quietly on the bed, Yang Fan couldn't help but sweat secretly.
I thought to myself, fortunately my brother's physical fitness is good enough, otherwise he would be really unable to do what he does.
Yang Fan lowered his head slightly and glanced at Changsun Wugou, and asked again: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Changsun Wugou knew that he could no longer hide it, so he hummed coquettishly: "How will the king arrange this palace in the future?"
"Well?"
Yang Fan's face froze, and it was really difficult to answer.
If you fall out with His Majesty Li Er now, it is no different than seeking death.
Although His Majesty Li Er could be killed, the price would be too high.
Nowadays, the aristocratic family dominates the world. Without His Majesty Li Er's strong suppression, there may be more variables for the young emperor to ascend the throne, and it may even be impossible to succeed at all.
As a time traveler, Yang Fan also wants to leave something behind in this era.
He didn't want to bring disaster to the world because of his willfulness.
Seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed look, the eldest grandson Wugu snorted: "You men are all the same, eating from the bowl and looking at the pot? Tell me, why do you want to marry a beauty?"
Yang Fan looked confused and asked puzzledly: "Want to marry Princess Changle? Why didn't I know?"
In fact, it is not surprising that Yang Fan is like this. The imperial edict for Princess Changle and Princess Gaoyang to marry together has not yet been issued.
Empress Dowager Xiao did not discuss this matter with Yang Fan.
Now when asked by the eldest grandson Wugou, Yang Fan was of course confused.
It is undeniable that Yang Fan has a good sense for Princess Changle, but he has no intention of taking the initiative to get involved.
This made the eldest grandson Wugou very surprised, and he asked in confusion: "Is it not your idea to ask your Majesty to order Li Zhi and Gao Yang to marry together?"
Yang Fan immediately shouted: "Wugu, you are wronged! The marriage was all handled by my godmother, Queen Mother Xiao. I only listened to you now!"
After hearing this, Changsun Wugu suddenly realized that he secretly hated the old witch Queen Xiao for doing something strange.
Last time, Empress Dowager Xiao deliberately drugged her and Concubine Yang to do ridiculous things, and now she asked Princess Le to marry Yang Fan, obviously to take revenge on the Li Tang royal family.
"Mr. Lang, you should stay away from Queen Mother Xiao from now on. She is obviously plotting against you and wants to take revenge on Your Majesty through you."
"Whether or not you are seeking to marry a beauty, the emperor obviously has a plan. So tell me, what should we do now?"
This really stopped Yang Fan from asking!
Although he never took the initiative to provoke Princess Changle, it would be a lie to say that he had no desire to semen to such a stunningly beautiful woman.
But he couldn't take into account the feelings of his eldest grandson Wugou, so he could only spread his hands and said: "I really don't know about this matter. Even if it is really my godmother's doing, it is your majesty's decision. As a minister, I can't influence your majesty's decision." , I guess it’s useless to object!”
Not knowing what to do, Yang Fan could only blame the blame, but he was still a little happy.
Queen Mother Xiao really understands her own thoughts.
However, if Princess Changle really marries him, then what is the compatibility between Changsun Wugou and Princess Changle?
Yang Fan almost cried out loud when he thought of that exciting scene.
Changsun Wugou looked at Yang Fan with some suspicion and asked, "You really think so."
"Of course!" Yang Fan looked solemn and immediately answered righteously.
Changsun Wugou said with great joy: "Well, now that His Majesty has not issued the decree, I will let him take back his life. Don't be angry! Come, I will give you a reward, okay!"
From Changsun Wugou's point of view, the hard work he put in just now was indeed in vain.
Although he knew what his grandson Wugou was thinking, Yang Fan didn't care too much. Instead, he joked: "This is Wugou's sincerity, and it's too little!"
"How about I reward you with a big fat boy in the future?" Changsun Wugou chuckled.
Yang Fan looked at her with strange eyes and asked, "Can you still get pregnant?"
Changsun Wugou asked with a complicated expression: "What do you mean?"
Yang Fan said in a calm tone: "Little Sizi is almost six years old. If you were still pregnant, you would have been pregnant long ago."
Changsun Wugou was startled, then laughed silently, and chuckled: "You think so, so you are so confident every time."
"Let me tell you clearly, the reason why I didn't get pregnant after giving birth to little Si is because my second brother has never touched me since then, so naturally there can be no results."
"But you are the same, you do it every time... If it is true, do you admit it or not?"
After some explanation, Yang Fan nodded clearly.
But His Majesty Li Er is really a waste of natural resources.
Looking at Changsun Wujia's plump figure, this is a good piece of land.
When he thought that he might have a child when he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, Yang Fan couldn't help but blush slightly, but he said without hesitation: "If it is true, of course I will admit it!"
In Yang Fan's view, as long as it's his own, it doesn't matter who the other party is, he must have it.
After hearing Yang Fan's answer, Changsun Wugou smiled softly, nodded with satisfaction, and did not continue to ask further questions.
He climbed up directly, threw his clothes casually on his body and walked to the bathroom.
Seeing that he was tricked by a girl, Yang Fan was of course unwilling to give in and followed him barefoot.
Changsun Wugou spat secretly and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Of course I will do my best for the empress."
Changsun Wugou glanced down subconsciously, and then laughed so hard that his branches trembled: "You are so beautiful!"
After saying that, he turned around and went directly into the bathroom.
How could a weak woman outrun Yang Fan? There was a splash of water in the bathroom.
The final result, of course, was that Changsun Wugou was lying in bed again on the pretext of illness. Without a few days of good rest, it would be impossible to regain his fighting strength.
But Yang Fan, like a victorious general, headed to Chang'an City to keep his appointment.
Working hard, Yang Fan arrived at Piaoxiang Building in only half an hour.
In the elegant room, a charcoal fire with aromatherapy was burning, making it look as warm as spring.
As soon as they entered the room, Cheng Chumo and the others were already sitting on the brocade cushions, holding wine glasses in their hands and sipping the wine comfortably.
Signaling Yang Fan to sit down, Li Jinghuan raised the topic and asked with some concern: "Brother Yishan, what do you think is going on with Li Siwen? Why has there been no news from Li Siwen for so long, as if he has disappeared? Now brother Yishan is about to You didn’t even show up when you got married, what’s going on?”
A few of them who had a good time came back one after another, and there was no news from Li Siwen, which made everyone feel anxious.
Although every time I asked about Li Ji, he always said that Li Siwen was studying art, but he did not mention the specific place.
Chai Lingwu, who was sitting below him, sneered and said teasingly: "Jing Huan, you still say that you are a scholar, how stupid you are! Brother Siwen is so good at martial arts, his master must not be simple, he must be a hermit, of course not Maybe someone will know where it is.”
"Master is getting married soon. If he can come, he will definitely come. Why are you in a hurry?"
"This time we are here to congratulate my master in advance, and we will talk about the rest later."
Li Jinghuan was speechless, poured himself a drink, sighed, but nodded in agreement.
Although everyone here is worried about Li Siwen's whereabouts, the most important thing now is Yang Fan's marriage.
Since time is tight, there must be a lot to do.
Yang Fan's eyelids jumped when he heard everyone talking about Li Siwen.
For some reason, Yang Fan always felt weird about Li Siwen.
And every time I saw that guy's handsome face, I felt inexplicably irritated, especially when the wedding was approaching.
After much thought, it was probably caused by the fact that the wedding date was determined.
Yang Fan was never married in his previous life. Although he had a few girlfriends, falling in love and getting married were obviously not the same thing.
When falling in love, it is important to be in love with each other. Once two people look at each other and dislike each other, they should say "treasure" to each other and wave their hands without taking away a cloud.
But getting married is completely different, it represents a kind of responsibility.
After all, you have to give the other person a home and support her.
For a moment, there was some silence in the elegant room.
Cheng Chumo drank a glass of wine and suddenly interjected: "Don't think so much. I'm happy today. Do you want to ask some girls to come over and drink with me?"
This is Piaoxianglou, the largest brothel in Pingkangfang.
When he got here, he didn't even call a girl, which he couldn't understand.
Li Jinghuan rolled his eyes, somewhat disapproving of Cheng Chumo's debauchery.
Chai Lingwu liked to argue with Cheng Chumo the most. He snorted and said, "What a fart! The girls here are all the spies of the imperial court. If you call a girl, the news will reach the emperor's ears. Believe it or not." ? Once the master calls a girl, the emperor will definitely make him unable to eat and carry him around? "
Cheng Chumo did not refute this time and scratched his head: "I believe this. In this case, we can go home to drink. Why do we have to come here? Besides, the wine here is not good."
Chai Lingwu said matter-of-factly: "Because this is Zuixian Tower, which is originally a place for drinking."
Cheng Chumo was speechless!
But ever since Chai Lingwu mastered the Iron Cloth Shirt with a Golden Bell Cover, Cheng Chumo couldn't beat him, so he had to swallow his anger.
Yang Fan saw that Chai Lingwu was a little distracted and said, "Well, I don't allow you to call girls. What's the point of calling a few strange girls around while we chat and drink? It's not convenient to say anything."
Cheng Chumo was helpless and sighed: "Brother Yishan, you are a well-fed man and don't know the hardships of a hungry man. You have a beautiful concubine and a pretty maid at home, and you are about to marry a princess. You are very happy. We look like sows and have become beauties!"
Chai Lingwu gave Cheng Chumo a disgusted look and retorted: "That's you, don't take advantage of us!"
"No, that's because there's something wrong with your body!"
"You're the one who's sick! I don't know how majestic and mighty you are!"
"You're so powerful! Let's compare our abilities."
"Compete just because I'm afraid you'll feel inferior!"
These two guys bickered to no end.
Regarding these two fools, Yang Fan completely surrendered: "Okay, okay, isn't it just that I don't have a girl to accompany me to drink? How big a deal is it?"
"However, today besides drinking, there are also matters to discuss, so I won't let them in."
Cheng Chumo suddenly realized: "I see, brother Yishan, you didn't tell me earlier!"
Yang Fan was stunned.
Is this useful for a guy like you who is so generous?
After laughing for a while, Li Jinghuan asked: "Brother Yishan, I heard that His Majesty wants to give Princess Changle to you, is it true?"
"It seems so. I just found out about it." Yang Fan nodded listlessly.
She had just promised Changsun Wujia to deal with it, but it seemed like this was not going to happen.
But he couldn't tell them, after all, Changsun Wugou was a bigger problem.
Li Jinghuan pondered and analyzed: "It seems that His Majesty is planning to fully support you. I heard that you will go south after getting married. Gao Yang married Princess Changle together to show His Majesty's support and affirmation of you, just to intimidate you." Jiangnan gentry."
Among the few people, if we talk about political sensitivity, apart from Yang Fan, who has lived in two generations, Li Jinghuan must be the leader.
Some things are innate. Although Li Jinghuan looked like an honest man, he had a good brain and could see the reason why the emperor did what he did at a glance.
Of course, this was also the reason why Yang Fan graciously agreed to let her persuade Changsun Wugou.
In Yang Fan's view, although the emperor has not yet issued the decree, the possibility of taking it back is very small.
Consider all aspects, whether it is destroying Tubo, producing firearms, solving the imperial court's financial crisis...
No matter which one it is, Yang Fan's contribution is huge.
However, Yang Fan's title and official position have not been improved, and His Majesty Li Er will definitely compensate in other ways.
Obviously, Princess Changle and Princess Gaoyang married together, which was a reward for Yang Fan.
