Chapter 210: How to break into the base camp of a rebel faction?
Chapter 210
"Uncle, why don't you let your cousin come with you?" Yang Qian and Han Shi'er rode their horses side by side, but they kept beating the drum in their hearts.
You felt that as a nephew, it was not safe for him to attend a banquet with his uncle who had a common language with that scumbag senior brother Cheng Yaojin.
Han Shi'er complained as if he was troubled and angry.
"Why should you let him go? He can't beat a bad guy with three sticks. He's not like me who has a wide circle of friends. He can make friends with anyone."
Seeing Han Shi'e's heartbroken look, Yang Qian almost burst into laughter. If your son is really like you, then he will really be called a kid.
However, such words must not be said. Yang Qian could only hum and agree with his uncle.
After leaving the mansion, we walked north for as long as two sticks of incense before arriving at Yang Xuangan's mansion in Dongdu.
Following his uncle, led by the servants of the Yang Mansion, he walked into this outrageously large mansion.
After hearing the low-pitched introduction from his uncle Han Shi'er, Yang Qian realized that this was the mansion given to Yang Su by His Majesty Yang Guang.
It occupies a very large area, with gardens, ponds, and even a martial arts school grounds. After Yang Su passed away, Yang Xuan added a lot of things many times.
The luxury is outrageous. Along the way, there are not only many servants, but also many dancers and singers humming tunes and practicing their voices or dancing in the pavilions.
He looked at the various colorful paintings painted with gold paint and inlaid between the doors and windows, and the behavior of cutting silk and satin into various shapes and tying them on the dead branches of the pavilion to pretend to be flowers and green leaves, which attracted people's attention.
In fact, it can be described as drunken and dissipated.
Yang Qian was stunned when he saw this scene, and naturally the old uncle next to him saw it.
Uncle Han Shi'er happily patted Yang Qian on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Why, what emotions do you feel after seeing this scene?"
Yang Qian just laughed and laughed, his expression looked very emotional. "The life of rich people is so simple and boring..."
"???" Han Shi'er looked at his little nephew with a confused expression. He couldn't understand why the life of rich people had anything to do with being simple and boring?
But what happened was that Yang Qian's expression was very profound, and what he said seemed to be very meaningful.
Although the old uncle, who had no literary background at all, was confused, he really didn't dare to ask further, so he could only bite the bullet and hum, haha, and move on.
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Under the guidance of the servants of the Yang Mansion, we headed towards the place where the sound of silk and bamboo, the joyful songs and laughter came from.
The moment the curtain is opened, you can feel the heat rushing towards your face, and the sounds of music, singing and dancing pour out.
It was very different from the steep chill outside the curtain. On the main seat, a handsome man with a beard sitting down carelessly was holding a wine glass and taking a swig.
There were already seven or eight people sitting or lying in the hall. On the contrary, the number of dancers and singers accompanying the pavilion far exceeded the number of guests and friends.
"Ha, who did I think it was? It turns out that the wise brother Qianxun has arrived...come here quickly, you are late, you should punish yourself with three drinks."
"Brother Qianxun?" Yang Qian was immediately confused and looked at his cheerful uncle with a look of shock on his face. Isn't that right? How could such a rough and savage strong man be so gentle, gentle and artistic?
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A middle-aged man on the lower left side of Yang Xuangan also stood up, pointed at Han Shi'e and smiled.
"Mi came only a moment late, and was punished with three drinks. Brother Qianxun, you came half an hour late, and you deserve to be punished even more. This handsome young man with a handsome face..."
Han Shi'er walked to a table filled with wine and food but no one was there, picked up a big cup, and drank until the cup was dry, and he drank happily.
"This is Han's nephew, close nephew, Xingyang Yang Qian..."
Han Shi'e's introducers seemed very rude, but Yang Qian couldn't be rude. "Qian has met all the elders."
One of the guests slapped his forehead and whispered, "Yang Qian of Xingyang...isn't he the one who greeted you at Jinkou of Bancheng and Yuelingtai Mountain of Yangzijin..."
With a bang, Yang Xuangan's wine glass hit the table, interrupting the guest's words.
Yang Xuangan glanced at the guests and stood up. With his tall and tall body, coupled with the long beard that reached his belly, he was really quite majestic.
Stroking his long beard, he strode over with a friendly expression on his face.
"I just came from Daxing. I didn't expect that within a few days, I would be able to meet this famous young talent, haha..."
"Qian has met Chu Gong and received Chu Gong's praise. I am really scared." Yang Qian's face was calm, as if he had not heard the criticism from his guests and friends just now.
"There is nothing to be afraid of. Being able to face the king calmly and handle it appropriately is a talent. When I was as old as you, I might not even have half the courage and magnanimity you have."
The man on the lower left also walked over, looked at Yang Qian, and couldn't help but praise. "What a high-spirited young man, but he is ten times better than you, Old Han."
Han Shi'er glared at the man angrily and said unhappily, "What do you mean, Lao Li? You look up to my nephew, but look down on me, right?"
Yang Xuangan was really dumbfounded and quickly interjected.
"Haha... Qianxun, don't worry, Li Xiandi is complimenting your nephew. You see, you are really..."
After some words, Yang Qian sat behind the case with his uncle Han Shi'er, but there was a vague suspicion in his heart.
"Uncle, who is that surnamed Li?"
"You are talking about him. That boy's status is extremely noble. He is the great-grandson of Situ Li Bi, one of the eight pillars of the Western Wei Dynasty. He is now the father of Li Mi, the Duke of Pushan County."
"Li... Mi..." Yang Qian nodded, his eyes passing over Li Mi and then falling on Yang Xuangan's face.
Soon, Yang Qian figured out the source of his inner uneasiness.
Li Mi seems to be a typical rebel. He first rebelled against Yang Guang.
Later, he went to Wagang Village, rebelled and seized power, and became the leader of Wagang Village.
Later, he surrendered to Li Yuan, but because he turned against him again, he seemed to be killed.
Moreover, Yang Xuangan seemed to be a rebel, and he was also rebelling against Yang Guang. However, Yang Xuangan seemed to have failed in his rebellion and his whole family was executed. Damn it!!!
I actually escaped to the base camp of a group of rebels. What the hell should I do?
Yang Qian saw his uncle Han Shi'er sitting next to him happily drinking and eating meat. He immediately laughed...Uncle, you have such a big heart.
However, Yang Su and his son had great power in the government and the public, and their disciples and old officials were all over the court.
Now, before he reveals his objections, I am afraid that those who come to flatter the flatterer will still be ignorant of Fanfan.
Therefore, I can still keep growing, well... I really have to keep growing.
Yang Qian had just made up his mind when he saw neon lights gradually flashing in his consciousness...
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