In the assassination and rebellion cases, the He Ruobi clan was exterminated; Dugutuo, who collaborated with the Turks, was beheaded, and his descendants were exiled to Jiaozhou and were never allowed to return to the court; Yuan Yan, Dou Yi and others secretly hid weapons and equipment, and the evidence was conclusive, and they were also sentenced to death. His descendants were exiled to Yizhou and Guazhou respectively as slaves; Dugu Shun, Yuan Zhou, Yu Wenbi and others did not report the knowledge. He and his immediate family members were deprived of all positions by the court and demoted to common people. There were also dozens of people suspected of withholding military information. The officials of the Ministry of War were executed by their own clan, and their relatives within the three clans were exiled to various remote, barren, and backward border areas.
This is also because the Sui Dynasty revised the law and deleted many crimes of association. If the dynasties before the Sui Dynasty encountered such a bad rebellion, even if the nine tribes were not killed, at least three or five tribes would be punished. .
When the imperial court posted the notice on the official and square walls, it caused an uproar throughout the city. The common people, with red faces and excited expressions, angrily and cursed these people, wishing to kill these people themselves.
From the Southern and Northern Dynasties to the present, northern lands such as Youzhou, Bingzhou, Yongzhou, and Liangzhou have long been ravaged by Rouran and Turkic cavalry. The Sui Dynasty finally gained the upper hand and beat the arrogant Turkic Khanate to pieces. , unable to invade south. But now there are high-ranking officials colluding with the Turks to invade the Sui Dynasty from the south, and they also withhold military information and ambush envoys, hoping that the Sui Dynasty will be defeated.
This time it was good luck. If Wei Wang Yang Ji had not risked his life and death, attacked the Great Lakes area, and wiped out the Turkic army north of Datong City, the Sui Dynasty would not have known how much losses it would have suffered, and how many innocent people would have died in the Turkic How can the people in the north, who have finally had a stable life for several years, not be angry under the iron cavalry of the Communist Party of China?
When the time came the next morning, while ordinary people were still talking angrily about the matter with their neighbors in the streets and alleys, the minds and eyes of the powerful Sui Dynasty were focused on the birthday banquet of Princess Yang Lihua of Leping.
Princess Yang Lihua's birthday party in Leping was attended by either princes, ministers, dignitaries, aristocratic families, famous people, or chatting celebrities. Naturally, she could not set up a large banquet like the nouveau riche and provide food and drink for everyone, so she arranged His birthday banquet was arranged in the Furong Building, where literati gathered, instead of the restrictive Princess Mansion.
Naturally, the purpose of the guests at the banquet was not to eat and drink. In addition to showing their goodwill to Princess Leping, their main purpose was to take advantage of this opportunity to get to know some high-ranking people. As long as you get to know one more person, you will have an open road, which money can also buy. The connections that don’t come.
Therefore, those who were invited, or those who gave gifts uninvited, attached great importance to this banquet, and rushed to the Furong Pond early in the morning dressed in fine clothes and carrying generous gifts.
Yang Ji was no exception. He got up early in the morning to practice martial arts, then took a cold bath, put on an "ordinary" blue light shirt, a gold crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, a bronze face, long eyebrows on his temples, and a pair of The bright black eyes are dark and deep, neither domineering and arrogant, nor domineering and unparalleled. A few strands are floating on both sides of the cheeks, blowing in the wind, and there is a kind of unrestrained demeanor that is detached from the world of mortals. Looking at him, he is like a graceful noble man in troubled times. generally.
As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. When Yang Ji went to join Xiao Ying, who had come earlier, she and Zhang Chuchen, Liu Rumei, and Murong Xianyue who were waiting outside were immediately stunned.
In the past, Yang Ji would either wear a short game, a warrior uniform, or a court uniform for going to court. Although he was also dressed in this kind of attire when he first met Xiao Ying in Yang Su's house, he was a playboy at that time, and his temperament was completely different from now. different. With his current clothes and his aristocratic temperament, his whole person seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
"How about it? Do you want to swallow me in one gulp?" Yang Ji asked with a smile, "No problem, I'll give you a chance."
Zhang Chuchen, Liu Rumei, and Murong Xianyue immediately lowered their heads shyly, not daring to look any further. Xiao Ying stepped forward with a blushing face and said, "Mr. Lang, it turns out that Confucian uniform is the most suitable for you."
Yang Ji laughed and said very smugly: "The main thing is to look at people. If Zhu Can wears these clothes, he won't be able to wear this kind of clothes. But even if I wear beggar-like clothes, I can still wear them." "Mo Shang is like jade, and his magnanimity is unparalleled in the world."
"What a poem!" Xiao Ying's eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly: "This poem is tailor-made for Mr. Lang."
"That's necessary." Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ying seriously, his eyes showing surprise.
Xiao Ying wore a thin white silk top with narrow sleeves and a skirt of the same color underneath. A white belt embroidered with orchids tied her waist tightly, making her slender waist and towering breasts outline a seductive figure. Her curves, her fair and tender face was illuminated by the rising sun, exuding a soft and bright jade light, so beautiful that it was flawless. Coupled with her bright and bright eyes, which were as bright as water, they were full of soft silk at this time.
Although she has a hot figure, Xiao Ying's temperament is elegant and quiet, with an aura as graceful as water and as elegant as a snow lotus.
Such an extremely contradictory body shape and charm finally shaped Xiao Ying into a life-threatening beauty and fairy.
Is it okay to marry into the Yang family and become a young woman?
Xiao Yingyan smiled, and her fair and rosy face became even redder. As the saying goes, a woman should be pleased with her appearance. When she saw Yang Ji's stunning eyes, she knew that the whole morning's hard work had not been in vain, and she was very happy.
But she was a little worried about dressing inappropriately, so she quickly hid her breasts. This was what made her most dissatisfied. Even though she tightly wrapped her breasts, they were still so high, which simply annoyed him to death. Then he looked up at Yang Ji and asked cautiously: "Lang Jun, is it okay for me to do this?"
Women among nobles pay more attention to details than men. When he met Yang Jian, he would sometimes give a military salute, sometimes bow, sometimes cup his hands and fists, and sometimes he wouldn't even bother to salute, and his steps and width would be extremely casual. This kind of thing is also No one cares. But the same cannot be said for women. What they focus on are etiquette details, clothing and hairstyle, conversation and grooming, etc. If someone makes a slight mistake, at least he will be laughed at, or at worst, the whole circle will talk about it and make people look up to him in the circle. Don't start.
But she was in contact with girls of the same age among the nobles. They were all lively girls. As long as there were no unforgivable mistakes, no one would say anything. But Yang Lihua specially sent her an invitation yesterday. This is something she has never done before and did not dare to expect. It is obviously because of her future sister-in-law. It has nothing to do with Xiao Ying. There must be many things at the birthday banquet. Xiao Ying couldn't help but worry about the long-tongued woman who liked to find faults.
"It's good." Yang Ji reluctantly moved his eyes away from Xiao Ying's chest, and softly comforted her: "My wife is perfect, just be as usual."
As the daughter of an emperor, Xiao Ying has received the best scholarly education and the best etiquette since she was a child, so she knows books, etiquette, luxury and generosity; plays chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and book etiquette, female workers embroidery, and housekeeping. He is good at everything, he can write good calligraphy at will, and he can compose a short poem with a pen. He is a model of being able to go to the hall, go to the kitchen, and enter the study room. He has been taken care of by my mother for more than half a year, and he has learned many housekeeping theories. Being able to practice it has made her grow rapidly. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as perfect.
Girls from the five surnames, seven sects, and aristocratic families have come this way. They have only two destinations. The first is to marry into other aristocratic families to form a family-like group with shared interests of honor and disgrace; the second is to be betrothed to potential children of small and medium-sized aristocratic families. , scholars from poor families, and officials from poor families, they use these elites for their own purposes and strengthen the family's momentum.
It's just that Xiao Ying is a young girl after all, and the people she will face may be some smart ladies. She doesn't have much confidence in her heart, and she will become more comfortable with it after more times.
"Then I'm relieved!" Xiao Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Yang Ji's words.
Yang Ji looked at the rosewood box held tightly by Xiao Ying's two maids, and said with a smile: "Sister Leping is a noble woman. She doesn't like gold and silver treasures, but only loves things like literature and art. What gifts have you prepared? ? Do you want Master to prepare one?"
"I also know Princess Leping's preferences!" Xiao Ying pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered: "Brother gave me Mrs. Wei's "Ming Ji Tie" and Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Tie"."
Nanliang once occupied half of the country and flourished for a while in the hands of Xiao Yan. After Nanliang was destroyed, many officials and soldiers loyal to Nanliang fled to Jingzhou with their palace treasures. Xiao Ying's grandfather Xiao Jin established it with the support of the Western Wei Dynasty Xiliang became a vassal of the Western Wei Dynasty. Yang Jian later abolished the Xiliang Kingdom, and Xiliang was destroyed as a result. It existed for a total of 32 years. However, because Xiao Ying's brother Huizong Jingdi Xiao Cong cooperated very well, Yang Jian did not deprive them of their family property. Therefore, it is not surprising that Xiao Cong has the "Ming Ji Tie" by Mrs. Wei and the "Seventeen Tie" by Wang Xizhi.
Yang Ji breathed a little quickly and asked, "Is it authentic?"
Needless to say, Wang Xizhi was the sage of calligraphy, but Mrs. Wei was Wang Xizhi's master. Although Wang Xizhi later became better than his master, and his reputation was far greater than that of Mrs. Wei. But Mrs. Wei's calligraphy style is unique. Each stroke is like a flower-arranging dancer, with a low and elegant look; it is also like a beautiful woman on the stage, a fairy playing shadows, red lotus reflecting water, and green marsh floating clouds. This extremely meticulous brushwork is known as hairpin flower. What's rare is that her masterpieces in small regular script are even rarer than those of Wang Xizhi. If both of them were authentic, Yang Ji would not give them away.
After hearing what he said, Xiao Ying suddenly opened her big, watery eyes, looked at Yang Ji strangely, and said, "It must be an authentic work, otherwise why would I have the nerve to give it to Princess Leping."
"If my gift is not as valuable as yours, how can I get it?" Yang Ji angrily said to Xiao Ying who looked stunned: "As a punishment for you, I confiscated these two words and made a new copy of the gift."
Xiao Ying was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled, her black and bright eyes full of intelligence, and said with joy, "My husband has said so, and I can't help it. I accept the punishment."
She has been copying "Ming Ji Tie" since she was a child, and her best calligraphy is hairpin small regular script. She loves this calligraphy very much and is reluctant to give it away. The palace is her future home, and it is safer to leave these two words here than in the Xiao family. When Yang Ji said this, he happily accepted the punishment.
Next to them, Zhang Chuchen, Liu Rumei, and Murong Xianyue all started laughing.
Yang Ji glared at them, couldn't help but laugh, and ordered: "Go to the Master and ask him to prepare another gift."
"Here." The three of them bowed and left with Xiao Ying's maid.
Yang Ji smiled broadly, and Xiao Ying, who smiled like a little fox, said, "The banquet is just for fun. Let's go there after breakfast to avoid being hungry."
Looking at the red sandalwood box that Lang Jun snatched, Xiao Ying happily helped to get one, and chuckled: "Then let's go to Grandma's yard!"
"Aniang went to Liangzhou early in the morning. We can just have dinner here."
With the acquisition of Tingzhou and Yizhou, the ancient Silk Road was suddenly connected. If it starts from Zhangye in Ganzhou, it goes to Guazhou and Yizhou in the west, and reaches Gaochang Kingdom in the Western Regions. Compared with going north from Zhangye to Yanze, and then from Da The intra-city bypass will be shortened by several hundred or nearly a thousand miles to the west. Worried about being taken advantage of by others, I led a team to Liangzhou for inspection early in the morning. Using the palace's business to help Yang Ji build political achievements was also the development strategy set by their mother and son.
Yang Ji is now the local emperor of Liangzhou, and he is in charge of the Hexi Corridor and border areas. In the future, if the mother and son collude with officials and businessmen, how can the majority of the business roads fall into the hands of others?
"That's good, we can reunite with my mother in Ganzhou." Xiao Ying happily followed Yang Ji to the dining hall of the main courtyard.
Breakfast is relatively simple. The purple clay pot is filled with fragrant Bijing chicken porridge, and the Yue kiln white porcelain plate with warm color is filled with green vegetables. They were picked from the backyard vegetable garden early in the morning. They are extremely fresh and the color is like ice. There are various snacks on the colorful porcelain plates, as well as green lotus steamed cakes baked early in the morning, followed by deer breasts and red worm breasts... The amount of dishes is not large, but the various dishes include boiled, grilled, grilled, The dishes are not only delicious, but also extremely beautiful, using cooking methods such as roasting, blanching, stir-frying, deep-frying, steaming, pickling, pickling, etc. The dishes are neatly arranged in exquisite porcelain, which makes people salivate in the mouth and increase appetite.
Sitting at the table, Yang Ji was like a diligent gardener dealing with pests, concentrating on destroying the delicious food on the plate. It wasn't until he was half full that he realized that Xiao Ying had stopped eating with jade chopsticks at some point, and watched him eat with eager eyes. thing. Yang Ji swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Why don't you eat it, madam? Is it because it doesn't suit your taste?"
He had lived in the Sui Dynasty for more than ten years, and some things were quietly changing. For example, in terms of dishes, the cooks in the palace were now studying new dishes every day, just stir-fry dishes, among other types. It is no exaggeration to say that the variety and unique taste are unparalleled in the world. From here, stir-fried dishes spread to the palace, princes' and princesses' mansions, so stir-fried dishes are no longer a rare dish in the homes of powerful people.
"There are a lot of delicious foods at home, and I'm not picky about food. I can eat anything." Xiao Ying smiled sweetly: "I just like to watch you eat."
The tender words were like the orchid-musk scent on her body, which penetrated Yang Ji's heart densely. The bowl of Bijing chicken porridge in his hand seemed to smell more fragrant. He said with a smile: "Eat it while it's hot. , otherwise it will lose its flavor.”
"Well!" Xiao Ying also moved the jade chopsticks. When she opened her mouth slightly, she revealed her white scallop-like teeth. Her demeanor was extremely dignified. However, her eating speed was not slow at all, and she was not as fast as other ladies. After taking one bite, you can't help but lose your beauty. After taking a few bites, you will frown slightly, but you will taste various side dishes very elegantly.
Perhaps influenced by Yang Ji, she has a good appetite and is also a carnivore. She seems to particularly like the delicate, plump and plump fried camel hump shredded meat, and almost finished a plate of it.
This also allowed Yang Ji to find out the reason for her big breasts and pert buttocks. She likes to eat high humps, so it would be weird if her breasts and buttocks are not perky.
The basic common sense of fitness and health is to eat when you are hungry and not to drink when you are thirsty. As a martial artist, Yang Ji naturally understands this truth. When he was eighty percent full, he picked up the white silk scarf and wiped his mouth.
The little fat girl, who had transformed into a muscle girl, served them a clear soup. This was a ten-yuan soup made from fresh ingredients such as antler, Trichoderma mushroom, stone fungus, stone hair, stone thread, seaweed and other fresh ingredients. The taste was delicious Very delicious.
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After having breakfast and taking a short rest, the two of them left the palace in a carriage with more than forty guards, attendants, and maids, and drove towards the Furong Pond in the southeast of Daxing City.
The interior of the car is very spacious, just like a mobile house, and it is more than enough for more than ten people at the same time.
The interior layout is natural and elegant. The walls of the car are covered with camphor wood, which is hard and fragrant. The tables and chairs fixed on both sides of the car walls are made of rosewood. They completely maintain the natural color of the wood and are not painted. The only display is The luxury is the soft and thick Persian carpets on the floor, and there are also soft cushions. It is very comfortable to sit on the chairs and lean against the cushions.
The entire carriage is divided into two carriages, narrow in front and wide in back. There is a door in the middle that connects you. You can pass through it by bending down. The front half is entered through the side door. The carriage that Yang Ji and Xiao Ying were riding in had windows in front and on the left and right, giving them a good view.
Zhang Chuchen, Liu Rumei, Murong Xianyue and Xiao Ying's personal maids Qiu Shui and Qiu Yue, these are a pair of very beautiful twin sisters, and they are dressed exactly the same. Yang Ji can't tell who is who. As expected, they will be together in the future. It is also one of Xiao Ying's dowry.
Yang Ji had only been back for three days, but many things happened. He didn't spend much time with Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying didn't know much about what happened to Yang Ji in Liangzhou. Now that they were in the same car, they I asked some curious questions. Yang Ji naturally told everything he knew.
When Xiao Ying finished listening, she asked softly: "Can I ask Mr. Lang a few questions?"
Yang Ji smiled and said, "Just ask."
Xiao Ying bit her lip lightly, and after struggling with the expression in her eyes, she asked in a low voice: "Lang Jun, have you really killed many people?"
"Of course." Yang Ji said, "No one will die in a war. There is nothing we can do about it."
Xiao Ying sighed quietly and asked again: "Have you ever thought about it, the Turks are not all bad people. Now that so many people have died, what about their parents, wives and children?"
"This is a war between two ethnic groups, and there is no room for mercy. If we don't kill them, the people of the Sui Dynasty will suffer! If Datong City had been captured by them, Ganzhou would have turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. . For the sake of the people of the Sui Dynasty, our army can only go on a killing spree. This is the case for both the enemy and us. Only the strong can survive." Yang Ji smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, killing is not a happy thing, and I am not crazy. A wicked person who takes pleasure in killing people is not a good person who allows others to bully him!"
Xiao Ying glanced at Yang Ji and explained uneasily: "I'm not blaming or complaining about Mr. Lang, I just can't understand it."
"If there's anything you don't understand, just say it." Yang Ji said with a smile, "But I have the right not to answer."
Xiao Ying rolled her eyes at him and said quietly: "We are also human beings, why do we have to fight?"
"In order to live a better life, the Turks plan to seize the wealth of the Sui Dynasty to improve their lives. And in order to protect these wealth, we can only fight back hard. If we have the advantage, we will spare it with the kindness of women. They, when they recover, will definitely come back to bite us. This is like cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will bring new growth."
Yang Ji glanced at Xiao Ying, who was confused, and then said: "If you kill a snake, you will stick to the stick, and if you let the tiger go back to the mountain, it will end up in trouble. It will leave endless troubles, so killing him while he is sick is the best way."
Xiao Ying blinked her bright eyes and nodded confusedly. What Yang Ji said was very domineering, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
It's like a fight between two people, one of whom is one of your own and the other is a stranger who has nothing to do with you. How can you help a stranger if you don't help your own?
As for whether it's right or wrong, it doesn't matter so much, let's fight first and then talk about it.
"Ah..." Xiao Ying, who was thinking hard, suddenly screamed softly. Her slim waist was already hugged, and her whole body rose up. She was already held in Yang Ji's arms. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red as if she was drunk, and she was embarrassed. He said in a low voice: "I like to play tricks on people, so let go. It would be embarrassing if they see it."
Yang Ji put her light body on his knees and said nonchalantly: "They can't open the door and get in."
Xiao Yingfang felt a little relieved, but her voice was a bit coquettish: "But it can't be like this."
"I don't know why, but I want to take advantage of you when I'm alone." Yang Ji gently bit her ear and said with a smile, "If I'm to blame, it's because you look too attractive."
Xiao Ying's stiff body suddenly softened into a ball of fragrant mud.
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