Lu Ben said embarrassedly after the princess invited Lu Ben to sit down in the living room.
"Does the empress know that we are going to Suizhou?"
"My wife and concubines didn't know it until later."
"The governor did a good job. Those traffickers in custody who asked for the case to be reversed and falsely accused the governor were eventually beheaded by Grand Sima Daihong."
"Really?"
The princess's tears gurgled out again.
"How dare you, a lowly official, to deceive your empress?"
Lu Ben then briefly described the circumstances of Suizhou's investigation and expressed consolation euphemistically.
"Your Majesty, please take good care of yourself. The prince is too young and has been injured due to lack of restraint. I'm afraid there will be a lot of things for your Majesty to worry about in the future."
"I understand what you said, but the fault of the prince is only in his body and bones. Nowadays, there are a few men in the houses of royal relatives and nobles in the city who are upright in their thoughts. We, a little girl, can be satisfied if we can become the prince's concubine. Grant me Not only us, but also our father and mother have received the favor of the Holy One, which is already a huge benefit."
As the Crown Princess spoke, tears were already covering her face. Lu Ben did not expect that the Crown Princess at such a young age could actually say such words, which made Lu Ben give a thumbs up.
After all, the prince was young, strong, and nearly collapsed when he was drunk. After a few days, under the careful care of the prince, his laughter and curses could be heard everywhere in the East Palace. This atmosphere only lasted for a few days, but there was no more debauchery in the East Palace. There were no pranks caused by the prince's drunkenness, and he looked calm.
The clue was Liu Pi who would whisper to people he met.
"Oh, the prince has found someone again, and they are getting along very well."
A palace maid who was in charge of the prince's clothes was a bit stupid. She often dressed the prince in the wrong clothes and made him look embarrassed in front of everyone.
There are different etiquette for different occasions when the prince travels. He must wear different crowns and wear different clothes and accessories inside and outside. There is a large room in the prince's palace for storing personal clothes. The administrator accidentally wore the wrong one. Or if you wear it wrongly, it may make the prince a laughing stock and ruin the royal etiquette.
The next day, Emperor Yu Wenyong led the prince to meet with envoys from the Song, Chen, Qi, and Liang countries. However, because he was wearing a white fur coat in the hot summer, the guests laughed at him and thought the prince was stupid.
"Your Majesty, let's see that the crown prince looks like a man of talent. He is not as stupid as Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty. Why don't you eat minced meat?"
"The distinguished guest doesn't know that there is a stupid maid beside Yun'er who doesn't care about the color of her clothes. The prince made a fool of himself and made everyone laugh."
Returning to the palace, Yu Wenyong took Xiao Lezi to investigate the house of the woman who managed the clothing. It took two days for Xiao Lezi to return to the palace and report.
"Holy Lord, the facts are indeed as others have said. We heard from neighbors that this girl's parents died early, and she was fostered in her aunt's home since she was a child. Her uncle often took advantage of her aunt's absence to invade her niece. As time went by, this girl became stupid. We clearly remember last year's big move in the East Palace. The maid's uncle exchanged her for 20 cents."
"He's a miserable man. Little Lezi, please hurry up and write a handwriting saying that we will never allow human trafficking in the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the future. If we find that the people buried with our ancestors will be dug up and killed together with the coffins, go and prepare 10,000 I sent the money to this woman and told her that she no longer needs to serve the prince. The Grand Sima's house lacks a maid who can clean up and clean herself. Taking her there may change the current embarrassment. Also, you can find the maid on the way back with the three guards. Give him a long memory."
After sending the maid off, Xiao Lezi took the guards around and finally found the woman's uncle, Xiao Lezi, and said angrily.
"Beat him. Beat him to death. If he is beaten to death, we will be responsible."
one neighbor asked.
"What did he do?"
Xiao Lezi said.
"What's the matter? Do you think he should be beaten for human trafficking?"
"Should."
After a few sticks, he was so painful that he rolled on the ground to have fun and told the neighbors who were watching the fun.
"From now on, when you see him, slap him 10 times, kick him 10 times, scold him 10 times, and chew him 10 times until he corrects himself. If he doesn't comply, we will deal with you."
Recently, after some selection and training, a woman from Wu named Zhu Manyue was appointed to manage the prince's clothing.
This woman named Zhu is already in her 30s, long past the age of ordinary women. However, she is beautiful, plump, petite, and has a charm that is different from that of ordinary slaves.
The palace maid named Man Yue was born in an official family because her father was one of the twelve great kings of the Shan family. Her family property was confiscated. In order to survive, she went to the palace to do some chores such as washing the maids when she first came. She was agile and literate. Hyphenation was recommended by the Queen Mother, so after some training, she was made a maid in charge of the Crown Prince's clothing.
The prince gradually woke up from drunkenness and wanted to go hunting. It was inconvenient to wear underwear and asked the maid to put on a coat for him. Zhu Manyue, who had just arrived, came to the prince's bed and asked the prince with his eyes lit up.
"Are you new here?"
"Um."
Man Yue nodded shyly.
The prince looked at her carefully again, his eyes resting on her swollen breasts with a dazed look. He thought they were two huge ripe berries. At the same time, the prince suddenly heard a distinctive sound from this woman.
"Um."
So the prince asked.
"You're not from Guanzhong, are you?"
"The Nu family is from Wu."
A soft Wu language was like a sweet spring flowing into the heart of the prince. Zhu Manyue responded and put a black Xiulong robe on the prince's body. Her pair of pure hands inadvertently touched the man who was only wearing light underwear. On the lower body.
The prince couldn't help it anymore and took off the uniform he had just put on. He hugged Man Yue tightly with his arms. She neither pushed nor screamed, but curled up in the prince's arms like a docile sheep. inside.
As soon as this incident came out, it quickly spread in the East Palace secretly, Zheng Yi said.
"The prince's focus on the Zhu family can at least bring peace to the East Palace for a few months."
Liu Pi said.
"It would not end well if the Crown Princess stepped on her and caused a quarrel. Yang Jian would definitely be the first to stand up for his daughter, and her three brothers, Yang Yong, Yang Guang and Yang Jun, are not economical. If the East Palace comes out How should we explain this matter to the emperor? It is normal for a prince to have three palaces and six courtyards, but Zhu Manyue is the daughter of a criminal minister and does not belong to the right family. She is more than ten years older than the prince, and her age is also a hurdle."
Lu Ben didn't express his position after knowing that the prince had come. Instead, he was worried in his heart. Everyone had different opinions and it was only done in private. No one dared to report to the emperor, let alone reveal any information to the prince.
The first time the prince committed a crime, the princess already knew about it, but she just found it hard to talk about it. Now that everyone in the East Palace knows about it, the princess said.
"Since you don't dare to tell me what's so special about this, let us go and report it to the Emperor and Queen."
Soon the prince chose an auspicious day and Yu Wenshu personally managed to marry Zhu Manyue.
Grand Prime Minister Yu Wenhu sat alone in the Grand Master's Mansion, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.
"The case involving Shan Yutong, a mere hastily cavalry general, is not a big deal to us. However, we actually lost to the young provincial governor in this internal struggle. At hand, what we can’t tolerate even more is that we sent a capable general to end up with a murderous intention, and we must blame Yang Jian for this cowardice.”
Yu Wenhu thought calmly and added his son's advice.
"Dad, it's not worth it to fight with a little governor. No matter how capable this kid is, he can't do anything earth-shattering. Dad, if we look into the root cause of Yang Jian's death, we still can't do it." Because the current emperor is obstructing him, it is obvious that Yu Wenyong is my father’s real enemy.”
In the past, Yu Wenyong was only nominally a mountain hanging over Yu Wen Hu's head. On the surface, it seemed that the emperor was still respectful and submissive to Yu Wen Hu. In fact, the emperor had long been secretly winning over people's hearts to enrich his wings and let Yu Wen Hu learn from him many times. Soft knives are great at killing people.
Yuwen Hu said to his son.
"If we continue to use the same method we used to deal with his brothers Yu Wenjue and Yu Wenyu to deal with him, it will no longer work. He has established a certain foundation in the court for 13 years. If we forcefully take his life, it will only cause fire."
While Yu Wenhu was talking, Hou Longen came in and reported.
"General Chief, the honor guard has been arranged in order, can we start?"
"Okay, let's go."
Yu Wenhu said as he stood up and two slaves dressed him neatly.
"There are no guests today. We are going to visit Yang Zhong, Duke of Sui, who has been seriously ill for a long time."
In August last year, Emperor Liu Ziye of the Liu Song Dynasty, who had coveted the population and land of the Central Plains for a long time, sent Wuzhong General Shen Qingzhi to lead an army of 50,000 iron swords to the north to attack Zhou.
The old man Yang Zhong was the first to step forward and ask for help regardless of his health.
"Your Majesty, the soldiers of the Liu Song Dynasty are not well-trained. They have always coveted our country's border fortresses. Lian Po is still brave enough in his sixties. The old ministers want to fight to the death against the Liu Song Dynasty."
At dawn the next day, Yu Wenhu and Yang Zhongbing marched from Chang'an in two groups and took small roads to ambush them.
Regardless of the fact that the Iron Sword Army has traveled thousands of miles to Chang'an, the two armies met and did not speculate. The two sides opened up their posture. The Iron Sword Army used fast horses as heavy armor and charged towards the Zhou army in a group of 30 people. Chong Qingzhi came out of the road.
"Your Northern Zhou Army is known as the strongest army in the north and south. I see that you are all a bunch of wine barrels. When it comes to drinking and eating meat, you are the best. How dare you come and I will leave immediately?"
Yang Zhong sat down, a golden unicorn came to him and said with a three-pointed sword.
"Don't be crazy, do you know Mr. Yang Zhong of Dazhu Kingdom? You were still in your mother's womb when we played with knives. Today I will let you experience the Yang family's sword skills."
Yang Zhong slashed at Shen Qingzhi's arm, and he was unable to parry. His body was about to fall off the horse. Yang Zhong slashed at Shen Qingzhi's head again. Shen Qingzhi was shocked, spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly grabbed the horse and ran away.
Suddenly a cold arrow hit Yang Zhong in the chest and the old general wailed.
"ah."
Fall off the horse.
"Brother."
Yang Zhong's younger brother Yang Lin saw his eldest brother falling from a horse and was injured, so he beat his horse. He was good at martial arts at a young age. A pair of iron prison dragon sticks, each 10 meters long and weighing 180 kilograms, came to the enemy's formation and shouted. .
"You little thief, don't shoot cold arrows. Do you know our family? We are Yang Lin, the younger brother of Yang Zhong, the most brave general in the world. As long as we are here today, you can't take away the land of Beizhou."
The Iron Sword Army did not listen to what Yang Lin said. They spread out their stance and charged towards Yang Lin. Yang Lin stood at the foot of the city, one man and one horse, facing the Iron Sword Army's attack. Seeing that the Iron Sword Army had already moved in front of him, he raised his hand and hit the enemy with a stick on his head. The military commander raised his hand to block the attack, but he could not bear the blow. There was a cracking sound, and his weapon was beaten to a pulp, causing his hands to bleed.
Just listen to the enemy general's voice.
"Oh, what a good guy."
Yang Lin is a dim star in the heaven, Ji Du Xing has descended to earth. He is one month older than his eldest brother Yang Zhong. In this life, he has a face like Fu Fen, two curved yellow eyebrows, a length of nine feet, a waist and ten girth, and two arms that can carry a thousand kilograms of stone lions.
The dragon-grabbing earth tiger under its crotch can identify directions in the dark and resist the enemy's ordinary swords. With a tiger's roar, it can send out a sweet signal through the mountains and forests to bring reinforcements to help the master's family.
Yuwen Huan couldn't bear his emotions and saw that Yang Zhong, the backbone of the army, was injured. A melee broke out under the city of Chang'an. The iron sword army turned and attacked Yuwen Hu. Yuwen Hu mopped up a field. From dawn to dusk, Liu Song's 50,000 troops were killed. Yuwen Hu killed only 10,000 people. Seeing that he could not advance into Chang'an, Chong Qingzhi led the rest of his troops back to the south in disgrace.
Yang Zhong's residence was not far from Yu Wenhu's residence, but Hou Longen and Hou Wanshou gathered a guard of more than a thousand people and an honor guard with its sails fluttering. The Grand Chief's sedan set off. After that, Hou Longen led an honor guard of several hundred people. In front of the road, Marquis Wanshou led another thousand-man guard to the rear.
Such a huge lineup is not all about pomp and prestige. Yu Wenhu shook hands with the party members who have been cultivated by the government for many years. Many of them offended the royal relatives and many officials. He had to be careful to prevent accidents. A few months ago, Yu Wenhu went out and walked to an ancient road. On the post road, he was almost killed by a series of thunderbolts. Fortunately, Yu Wenhu was able to save his life through Qinggong.
At the door of Yang Zhai's house, Yu Wenhu, accompanied by Hou Longen, went to visit Yang Zhong, who was seriously ill. Yang Zhong and his wives and concubines usually only lived in Yang Zhai. His children had already separated and started their own families. Recently, except for Yang Jian, who was still working outside, no one else had returned. The children all returned to their parents to fulfill their final filial duty.
It was Yang Jian's third brother Yang Zan who went out to greet the Grand Chief. He welcomed the guest to his father's bed. At this moment, Yang Zhong's face was thin and wrinkled, but he was still conscious. When he saw Yu Wenhu sitting on the chair in front of the hospital bed, his eyes flashed. In tears, Yu Wenhu burst into tears when he saw the gauze wrapped around Yang Zhong's chest and the blood was pooling out.
"Old general, you have suffered for your country."
"Old minister, I have always been responsible for killing people all my life. Unexpectedly, today I was injured by that Shen Qingzhi. Although the veteran failed to directly defeat the Liu Song Dynasty in this battle, he at least frightened the generals of the country. Even if the veteran died, Liu Ziye would not dare to fight again. It is easy to send troops to attack our capital. After my death, I asked the Grand Chief to report to the Holy One, saying that there is a younger brother in the old minister's family who has a humble official position. Please be kind to the Holy One and let Yang Lin take over my position as Dazhu Kingdom and protect my country in the Northern Zhou Dynasty."
In the third year of Emperor Gong of the Western Wei Dynasty, Yang Zhong often fought side by side with Yuwenhu. Once again, Yuwenhu was deeply surrounded by the Northern Qi army. Yuwen rescued him.
As a great hero of the generation, Yu Wenhu sighed every time he thought about this. At this time, Yu Wenhu tightly held Yang Zhong's cold hand that was only skin and bones with both hands and said for a long time.
"Have a good rest, old general, and we'll come visit you another day."
After Yu Wenhu and Hou Longen looked at the patients and greeted their relatives, he looked around and suddenly asked.
"Where's the old lady?"
Yang Zan replied.
"My mother also fell ill in bed while serving my father."
Yuwenhu hesitated and said.
"Well, we won't bother you anymore. Please give her regards to her for us."
Then Yang Zhong's family sent the two guests out of the house and when they were passing through the courtyard and about to go out the door, they suddenly heard Xiao Lezi speaking in a low voice.
"The Holy One has arrived."
Everyone was surprised and knelt down in the yard facing the gate. Yu Wenhu was even more surprised. In order to avoid the embarrassment when meeting the emperor, he was about to leave through the back door, but he saw Hou Longen kneeling on his knees. He was the only one left, still stupid. Although he was reluctant to stand, he still knelt down.
Nowadays, there have been some subtle changes in the internal fighting between emperors and ministers. Emperor Yuwen Yong's information is better informed than that of the chief minister. When Hou Long'en gathered the guards to visit Yang Zhong, the emperor learned the news. Yuwen Xiaobo, who was quick-thinking, immediately spoke up. .
"The Holy One can take this opportunity to meet with Yu Wenhu, who has dispelled his guard against the Holy One. Even though there are many of his followers and troops, it is impossible for him to be rude and do anything that would harm the Holy One in broad daylight."
Under the guidance of several eunuchs and broken-down guards, the emperor calmly walked into Yang Zhai. At the side of the emperor was Yu Wen Shenju, the military advisor among the young uncles on the right.
As soon as the emperor entered the door with sharp eyes, he spotted Yu Wenhu, who was wearing a first-grade official robe among the kneeling people. He immediately stepped forward to hold her arm and said.
"Brother, please get up quickly. Everyone, please get up too. When we passed by the door and saw Hou Wanshou, we realized that the chief minister was also here."
Yuwenhu said when he saw that the emperor's face was calm and he respected him as always in front of everyone.
"The old general's illness actually alarmed His Majesty."
"The old general has served the country all his life, but he is seriously ill at the time when he should be retiring. We sent the imperial doctor to consult, and they returned to the palace to report that the Sui Duke's injuries were not serious. How can we not be disrespectful?"
"The Holy One has worked day and night to take care of the dragon's body."
Yu Wenhu said without losing any opportunity.
"The harem can't just save money. The things that are used cannot be reduced and the people who use them must still use them. Let's give the emperor a few quick-hand maids to try them out for a few days. If they don't work, they can change them. I hope I don't let you down. A piece of heart.”
"Okay, I can't refuse the kindness, so I'll accept it."
"Then, I will take my leave first."
The Grand Chief said again like the Yang family.
"Take good care of the old general and the old lady, and let the Lord arrange Yang Lin's affairs when the time comes."
After saying that, he bowed to the emperor again, then took a step back, turned around and walked away with Hou Longen.
