In July of the fourth year of Renshou, Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty died of illness, and Prince Yang Guang succeeded to the throne, reforming the Yuan Dynasty and officially ascending the throne.
Soon, the late emperor was given the posthumous title: Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty. The new emperor's accession to the throne was smooth and smooth. After all, Yang Guang was originally the prince, so his succession was a matter of course.
Although there are various rumors in Daxing City, one says that Yang Guang killed his father, with blood splattering three feet, and another said that he was poisoned, but no one knows what exactly happened, and most people are speculating.
Soon there was a rumor that former Crown Prince Yang Yong had been stabbed more than 30 times in the back, and that he had committed suicide after being examined for his injuries at noon.
As a result, people in the DPRK are panicking. What an official fears most is being on the wrong team. When the time comes to sort things out, decades of hard work will be in vain.
At this time of reckoning, it doesn’t matter whether you have done anything wrong or not. If you want to incriminate yourself, there is no excuse for it. Of course, many people are happy about Yang Guang’s ascension to the throne. One of them is due to the merits of Conglong, and the other is that some people have nothing to do with Yang Guang.
It's because of relatives or old friends, or it's a clique.
For example: Li Yuan! Li Yuan's mother and Yang Guang's mother are both Dugu surnames, and they are full-blooded sisters. Counting them, they are actually full-blooded cousins.
Moreover, both of Li Yuan's parents died when he was young, so his cousin Dugu Jialuo loved him very much, and his relationship with Yang Guang was naturally good.
The two of them have been walking around and stealing chickens since they were young, and they almost became like-minded. Now that my cousin has become the emperor, won't he soon be able to rise to great heights and become a master?
"Shimin, prepare some heavy gifts. Let's go to see the new emperor." Li Yuan happily said to his son. He lost his father when he was six years old. In addition to relying on his own caution, his greatest ability to have the family fortune he has now is through connections and luck.
good.
If it weren't for her relationship with the former Queen Dugu Jialuo, and her parents died when she was young, her cousin would pity her.
Even if he tried his best, it would never be his turn to be the governor. Li Shimin nodded: "Okay, father!"
"Hey, you are also good-looking. You have inherited your mother's beauty, but it's a pity that you are not a girl! If only I had been firmer and refused to listen to you and not let Xiuning learn martial arts." Li Yuan looked at his son's handsome appearance.
, it’s a pity.
Otherwise, wouldn't sending her to the palace mean a closer relationship? You must know that since ancient times, in addition to trusting family members, the most trusted person of the emperor is not his in-laws.
Li Shimin:???Li Yuan now regrets letting his daughter Xiuning learn martial arts. Those violent and large movements have long destroyed his innocence.
As for virgin blood, ordinary people may not care as long as there is a benefit relationship. But what benefits does the royal family need of itself?
They only care about their own face. If you let him marry a slut, he will dare to kill your whole family.
"Father, after all, Xiuning and I are both the emperor's cousins!" Li Shimin was a little confused.
Li Yuan patted his shoulder: "What do you know? In order for our family to be better, some sacrifices are necessary. Besides, didn't you listen? Then Yang Guang took in his eldest brother's concubines and the late emperor's concubines.
Entering the harem. Doesn't this prove that like me, he is also a person who loves beauty, elegance, and beauty? As for the relationship between uncle and niece, wouldn't this make people love him more?" Li Shimin fell into deep thought.
Do you big shots play this perverted way?... In Jinghua Palace, Yang Guang sat on the dragon chair and frowned while handling official duties.
Before he became the emperor, he was looking forward to it every day, even thinking about how he could be as powerful as a tiger and establish a prosperous age that would be worshiped by all the people.
But when he actually became the emperor, he realized that if he wanted to be a wise king, it would be really tiring.
There are still many matters in the country, big and small, even if Shangshu Zuopushe and Yang Su sort them out first.
The key is that besides these chores, there are several more important things that need to be dealt with by him, otherwise he will have trouble sleeping and eating.
Those are his brothers and nephews. Each of them has a lot of power and prestige. What if he ascends to the top and seeks power to usurp the throne?
It must be dealt with! No one is allowed to threaten his throne in this world! There is also a key figure: Song Yuzhi.
He clearly remembered what his father had entrusted to him before his death: imperial examinations, canals, granaries, and most importantly, wealthy families.
For these big clans to become wealthy and famous, one of the most important features is that they have at least one top master.
If he is targeted by a top master, unless he never leaves the palace again, he will have to hang his head on his waist with every breath.
And on top of the top masters, there is also a great master. One person is the enemy of the country. There are two of them in the Song family alone. There is no reason for him to let them go.
Moreover, the Song family is very aware of current affairs. Before he ascended the throne, he had shipped all kinds of rare fruits, rare treasures, exotic animals and fish from all the way from Lingnan in advance.
After he ascended the throne, more gifts were given. Song Zhi of the Song family also promised to do some business together. He only had to say a word and do nothing, and he would receive millions of taels of silver in dividends every year.
Although he is the emperor, it is not good to use the money from the treasury rashly. He cannot just use the money from the treasury to reward a concubine who is good at ventriloquism.
This Song family is not bad. As for the dignity of the emperor, he asked to marry a duke's daughter when he was more than thirty years old, and this girl was only about fifteen years old.
This is not a problem, he is a dedicated man, and his love has always been for young and beautiful girls. With his status, literary and martial arts skills, and handsomeness, would Song Yuzhi still object?
He is the emperor, and no one can say no to him! Since becoming the emperor, he has become more and more confident. This is the majesty of the emperor, and ordinary people will surrender heartily when they see him.
"Yu Wenji."
"Wei Chen is here."
"Come with me to the Song Mansion to meet the pearl of the Song family, the descendant of the Heavenly Sword. I want to see the undefeated Heavenly Sword in the world!" Yang Guang said confidently.
Yu Wenhuaji was startled and hesitant.
"What, General Yuwen, aren't you afraid anymore? Are you still unable to defeat that little girl?" Yang Guang said with a smile.
Yu Wenhuaji laughed: "Your Majesty is joking. At Song Yuzhi's age, even if he practiced martial arts in his mother's womb, he would not be Weichen's opponent. Besides, with Weichen's strength, unless the three great masters in the world take action, anyone can fight.
, how can you be afraid of a little girl? I'm just worried about your safety, Your Majesty. I wonder what your Majesty's intention is? Your Majesty, frankly speaking, the Heavenly Sword is so powerful that even the three great masters may not be able to match it."
At the end of the sentence, Yu Wenhuaji's face became solemn.
At that time, his father Yuwen Shang was the current head of the Yuwen Clan, and he was also an extremely skilled master, but he did not even have the courage to use the sword in the face of the Heavenly Sword.
And he himself was only qualified to be a bystander back then. With the Heavenly Sword Song Que in his hand, the whole world looked like an ant with his peerless grace, and now he is heartbroken when he thinks about it.
So scary!
"Don't worry, I just want to go see him, and I won't do anything unnecessary." Yang Guang said solemnly, with a slightly wrong look on his face.
I am the emperor, but I still need to explain to my subordinates what I want to do? Without you, many people would be treated like dogs to me!
"Yes!"... Song Mansion, rockery garden, flowing water, poetic and picturesque. Song Yuzhi squatted by the stream, hugging himself, looking at his reflection in the water, in a daze.
"Meow~" Her head sank, and the little yellow cat jumped directly on top of her head. [What a coincidence, are you here to poop?
】Song Yuzhi did not talk to each other as usual, but looked depressed and curled his lips.
"Le Ye, I'm almost fifteen years old, but I'm lazy and stupid. I'm not good at reading. I can't even hurt you with a knife. I don't have many friends. I'm introverted and timid and afraid of going out. I feel like I
He’s a waste, wuwuwu!” Miao Le tilted his head.
The little shit-sweeper is wearing a green gauze shirt, has a slim figure, and has long hair hanging down to his vest, held gently by a silver ribbon.
She has an oval face, lively eyes, skin as white as freshly peeled water chestnuts, and a thin black mole at the corner of her mouth, adding a bit of charm.
How could such a pretty little girl become autistic?
"Meow!" The little yellow cat stretched out its meow paw and patted the back of the girl's head gently, comforting her softly. [Young Man.
Don’t be discouraged, have confidence in yourself! Be confident and get rid of your feelings.】
"Uh~" Song Yuzhi was stunned, blinked his eyes, and took a while to react, and burst into tears with tears streaming down his face.
"Even Mr. Le thinks I'm a waste, woo woo hoo!" Miao Le was dumbfounded. With this mentality, how could he be so fragile today?
Huh? When his small nose moved, he smelled the faint smell of blood. Now he understood that today was a special period.
According to valid statistics, whenever a girl reaches this day, her mood will fall into a low point and she will think of the worst no matter what happens.
For example: if you make a joke about her slim figure, she will feel that you are despising her for not being well developed and not big enough, and her anger level will directly increase.
It makes no sense at all.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Seeing that the girl was getting more and more sad as she cried, Miao Le could only stretch out her meow paw: "Meowuuuuu!" [What a coincidence, I am a waste too!
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"Uh~" the girl choked and raised her eyes. The small and delicate aiming paw in front of her was golden and cute. The little yellow cat also had a friendly smile that she had never seen before. Under the daylight, the whole cat seemed to be shining with warm sunshine.
The rays of the sun.
"Pfft~" Song Yuzhi raised the corner of his mouth, and his mood instantly improved a lot, and he said coquettishly: "Master Le, you are so powerful, I don't allow you to say that you are a waste!" The little yellow cat raised his head, hugged his paws to his chest, and said proudly
: "I am a waste!" Song Yuzhi: ..... What's the point of being proud of being a waste?
At the door of the Song Mansion, Yang Guang, Yu Wenji, Yu Wen Chengdu and several guards stood at the door, standing with their hands behind their hands, showing an extraordinary demeanor.
"Stop, who are you?" Guard Yu Chen rebuked loudly, raising his head and chest, looking down upon everyone. As a guard of the Song family, if he doesn't look arrogant and imitates the great master Le Ye, then he will be sorry for the Song family.
identity.
Yang Guang stood behind everyone and was surprised: "General Yuwen, is there something wrong with this man's neck? How can he look at people with his nostrils?" Yu Wenhuaji:... Yuchen:...
"Get out of the way, I am a guard with a sword in front of the emperor. Your Majesty has personally appointed Qian Niubei as the general in front of the palace, Yuwen Chengdu." Yuwen Chengdu came out, looking equally arrogant.
In this Daxing, he is not afraid of anyone except His Majesty. Yuchen's heart sank. Damn, he has met his opponent in the field of pretend competition. This guy is wearing armor, is taller than him, and has bigger nostrils than him. This is very uncomfortable.
.
"Go away, my young lady is the only one living in the Song Mansion at present. She is a lady of the family, pure and pure, so it is not convenient for her to see her foreign husband!" Yuchen said without any politeness.
What is his nickname? Longzi! Now that he has two great masters behind him, who is he afraid of?
"Yo?" Yu Wen Chengdu stepped forward and kicked him. The Grand Master is not stained by the mortal world, and they don't care about trivial matters at all. In the past hundred years, they have never heard of the Grand Master being too busy to avenge a servant.
Just a servant, like a dog.
"Bang~" Yuwen Chengdu and Yuchen Guard each took three steps back.
"What are you doing? Don't you know where this place is?" Jiang Nan, another guard next to him, said loudly.
Fortunately, in the past few days since entering the Song Mansion, although they have not seen Miss Song once, the great master Le Ye has taught them a lot.
For example: the ability to see people's expressions through the nostrils, and the ability to resist being hit. Although these are not serious skills, they are very useful in the world.
For example, looking at people through their nostrils can make them unable to resist beating you, and you can resist beating without fear of being beaten to death. Then you can lie on the ground and use your identity as the Song family to extort money from others.
People in Daxing are either rich or noble, so this trick works almost every time. Yu Wenhuaji behind him frowned.
"Your Majesty, these two guards are somewhat special. They are not weak in strength and are very good at relieving force. Chengdu should not be able to defeat them in a short time." Yang Guang praised: "As expected of a great master, a small guard in the family has such skills.
, As expected, no matter how high the mountain is, if there is a fairy, then there will be a spirit. Go ahead and take action. Wouldn’t it be a pity if you can’t see the fairy even during today’s trip?”
"But your Majesty, your safety?" Yu Wenhuaji asked worriedly. Now the Yuwen family's wealth depends on this emperor. Although he has no ability to advance, his relatives in the family need a lot: money, power, secrets, etc.
medicine.
"Why, how long will it take for General Yuwen to deal with the two guards?" Yang Guang asked in a deep voice.
After he ascended the throne, hundreds of officials and people came to pay homage to him, and all the four noble families lined up their disciples to come and give him gifts. His mood became even higher.
If he is ordered by Heaven, he is the Son of Heaven!
"Haha, your majesty, don't worry. After three breaths, I will definitely return in triumph!" Yu Wenhuaji said confidently.
Who is he? Yu Wenhuaji, who has perfected the Xuan Bing Jin, has extraordinary tendons and eight meridians, and the whole body's true energy circulates in the sky, endlessly, and has become a top master in the world.
It was just a matter of dealing with two unknown minions. It was said that he took three breaths, so he was more cautious and saved two more moves.
After speaking, Yu Wenhuaji immediately took action, punching the two guards from the air. The heat had just passed the day before yesterday, and the weather was hot, but Yu Wenhuaji just took action, and it immediately became extremely cold, and the teeth of the two of them were chattering.
What's more important is that the two of them didn't even know what to do. If an ordinary master punched hard, he would clearly create a fist wind and attack the enemy.
But the cold energy from Yu Wenhuaji's punch seemed to be non-existent, as if the air in all directions was being driven by him, squeezing in from all directions.
This helpless feeling of not knowing which target has been counterattacked is the most fatal. Suddenly
"Get out!" Then there was a hundred-foot sword with a cold light, which came straight from the sky inside the house.
"The Great Master of the Dao of Swords!" Yu Wenhuaji was dumbfounded. He gritted his teeth, mustered up all his inner strength, and faced the sword with both palms.
"Boom~" Yu Wenhuaji flew back and hit the ground directly.
"Poof!" He vomited blood for a foot. A big hole appeared next to Yang Guang for no apparent reason. Mud flew around, leaving a trail of blood on his face.
As expected of the leader of the Yuwen family, he keeps his word and takes three breaths. Yang Guang felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly remembered that there was an important memorial that he had yet to receive, and this memorial involved the lives of tens of thousands of people.
"Walk!"
"Yes!" Yuwen Chengdu stepped forward and dragged his own father away. The majesty of the emperor? What kind of thing is this? It is insignificant compared to the safety of the people.
