"I remember when I was five years old, I heard that there was a lot of excitement outside, so I begged my father to take me out of the palace. At that time, I thought, what would it look like outside the palace? There should be many palaces! There are also many people, just like in the palace..."
Once here, Zhang Jing completely relaxed and no longer worried about Nian Ziyue's safety. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty must be unwilling."
"My father didn't agree at first, so I secretly hid his book. Then I saw him looking around but couldn't find it. I laughed, and my father agreed."
A five-year-old girl secretly hides her father's books. She looks cute when you think about it.
Naturally, it is impossible for Nian Xu not to know... The people around Nian Ziyue will see all this, and they are just cooperating with the most noble father and daughter in Southern Zhou Dynasty...
"I was looking forward to it all the way. When I got outside the palace, I only saw people. There were many people coming from north to south, and the sound of hawking suddenly rushed into my ears. I was a little panicked, but I was also looking forward to it."
She looked outside and laughed, "My father took me to the market, bought me food, and saw tricks and sumo wrestling... I was very happy."
As she grew older, Nian Ziyue's beauty gradually spread. She could no longer leave the palace easily. In addition, Nian Xu had more and more political affairs, and such happy days became increasingly rare.
Ahead, Yang Xuan was looking around on horseback.
Really prosperous!
If Chang'an is majestic, then Bianjing is prosperous.
Those people were better dressed and had more smiles than the people in Chang'an.
But you can still see people who are not fully clothed, and you can also see people who are extravagant.
Wang Laoer was already intoxicated, "There's a lot of food, old thief, look at it, the Tang Dynasty has never seen those food before."
The old thief was well-informed, but he had never seen a city as prosperous as Bianjing, and he was a little surprised.
"Look at those women, tsk tsk! Charming."
Wu Da was also watching, and the old thief asked, "How do you feel about Wu Da?"
Uda said: "I was thinking that if a thousand riders could defeat this lush city."
The old thief shook his head, "Don't underestimate Nan Zhou."
Uda said: "The colder and poorer the place on the grassland, the more warriors there are."
When Yang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the world in the scroll.
Before the emergence of thermal weapons, the grasslands always gave birth to many fearsome tribes. If one was wiped out, the next one would step on their corpses and stand up stronger.
Second floor.
Yang Lue pointed to the door, and He Cong took out the short knife with understanding.
Knock knock knock!
Someone knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?" He Cong slowly walked towards the door and asked softly.
The man outside the door said: "Does the guest want a female prostitute?"
There are many female prostitutes and courtesans in Bianjing, mainly in brothels, which operate in fixed places.
And some female prostitutes and actresses have taken a fancy to an untapped market...takeout.
So they wandered around restaurants and reverse tours, taking the initiative to deliver services to guests.
There was a rustle of footsteps outside, as if several women were looking at the door expectantly, waiting for the wealthy man to speak and stay.
He Cong looked at Yang Lue.
Yang Lue glanced out the window and saw that the envoy was coming.
He nodded.
He Cong said: "Come in."
The door moved slowly, and a pair of eyes looked into the room through the gradually widening crack in the door.
Yang Lue was standing by the window, but he was standing with his back turned, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
What about the other person?
The door opened and a man rushed in.
On the side of the door, a short knife was waved.
The man's body flashed and he avoided the knife.
He Cong ignored him and swung his knife at the second man.
Outside the door, a spy waved downstairs.
Inside the door, the man approached Yang Lue and stabbed him without hesitation, targeting Yang Lue's thigh.
With a knife in the thigh, no matter how fierce a person is, he cannot escape the pursuit of his lover, Secret Agent.
Yang Lue slapped him with his backhand.
Boom!
This slap directly broke his neck.
The third man rushed in and was met by a flying figure. He subconsciously swung his knife.
He Cong also severely injured his opponent at this moment and said: "Let's go!"
The mission is approaching.
Yang Lue looked to the left almost greedily, "Wait a minute!"
Two men rushed in with knives.
"kill!"
Amidst the low shouts, He Cong fought with them.
Su Yang flew up, followed closely by more than a dozen of his men.
"There are many people outside!" He Cong beat two people, seemingly in a stalemate, but the footsteps outside gradually approached, and he felt that he had to leave.
Yang Lue frowned. He had already seen the figure on the horse, but he couldn't see clearly.
"killed!"
Outside the door, Su Yang shouted.
It cannot be used in the room, and a maximum of three people can enter at one time, otherwise they will be fighting with each other in the same room.
This time all three people pounced on Yang Lue.
Yang Xuan turned around and faced the long knife with his fist.
Boom boom boom!
Hearing this voice, He Cong subconsciously hid from the sides of the two opponents, and almost got a knife for this.
The three long knives shattered into pieces, and the debris flew away with a roar.
The five people in the room howled miserably.
"The princess is here."
There was cheering outside.
Nanyang Princess Nian Ziyue, a treasure of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
Outside the door, Su Yang knew that his opponent was fierce and said: "Archer!"
Since it can't be solved face to face, let's use bows and arrows to speak.
Yang Lue glanced outside to judge the distance of the envoy, then flashed and flew out.
As soon as the three archers took out their long bows, Su Yang's warning came.
"careful!"
Yang Lue grabbed a long knife, and as the knife flashed, the second floor became a slaughterhouse.
"Dodge." Su Yang shouted.
But today they didn't prepare special clothes so they couldn't hide their whereabouts.
The darts were shot and bounced before the sword light, and Su Yang was almost affected.
He gave a sharp shout, paused his feet, and the man flew away from the railing. He abandoned his knife and slapped him away with his palm.
Another spy gritted his teeth and waved a long knife from behind.
A man jumped up into the air, his head down and his feet up, and punched directly towards Yang Lue's head.
Attacked from three sides!
"Look, the princess's carriage!"
Someone is shouting outside.
Yang Lue didn't raise his head and punched him forward.
The other hand slapped backhand, just like swatting flies, swatting away the spy behind him.
Su Yang's palm arrived at this moment.
That group of gangsters committed heinous crimes in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. If they could kill the leader of the gangsters, the credit would probably go directly to the palace.
Chance!
Boom!
The spy above him was punched away and rushed towards the roof.
Yang Lue's body arched back, and Su Yang slapped him with his palm.
The power is exhausted.
Not even an inch closer.
The abdomen is right in front of you.
Su Yang breathed out.
Yang Lue's body suddenly straightened up, and his lower abdomen automatically bumped into his hand.
Boom!
Su Yang felt a huge force coming from his hand, and he flew backwards.
In mid-air, he saw the bandit leader rushing into the room.
Why would he go in again?
With this doubt still in his mind, Su Yang hit the wall.
Outside, the embassy approached.
There were too many people watching in front, and the road was blocked. Yang Xuan was squeezed to the side of the carriage.
"Are the people of Southern Zhou so enthusiastic?" Yang Xuan was somewhat complacent.
A gap opened in the car curtain, and Nian Ziyue's voice came, "The messenger comes every year."
"They are all old and decrepit."
How could you be so young like me?
"Princess!" cheers erupted from the front.
The old thief whispered: "Mr. Lang, you all look after the princess."
There was a burst of laughter in the car.
Ahem!
Yang Xuan said: "You didn't come out to enjoy the people in the past?"
"Do you think it's possible?" Nian Ziyue also thought, but knew it was impossible.
"Why not? Dai Hong? That's it." Yang Xuan said, "You are in Chang'an... that's all."
We can't talk about Nian Ziyue sneaking out.
Nian Ziyue whispered: "Thank you very much."
"Why are you so polite?" Now that we have arrived, we need to rely on Nian Ziyue's influence. The scumbag is extremely enthusiastic at the moment, "Just talk if you have anything to do. If you want to sneak out, I'll be waiting."
The princess is so noble, how could she travel around Bianjing with you? Zhang Jing, who didn't know that the two of them had already visited Chang'an City at night, sneered, "Yang Zhengzhi is so thick-skinned."
"Haha!" The messenger must be thick-skinned, and Yang Xuan was already mentally prepared.
Zhang Jing looked at the old thief, "Your servant said he was dying that day, but in an instant he left southern Xinjiang and was full of life. He even caught two frog thieves on the way and cut their flesh. He looked so happy and his face was red. It can be seen that Yang is making great efforts.
His medical skills are so good that he can bring the dead back to life."
hehe!
Yang Xuan said calmly: "Yang's medical skills are quite good."
Nian Ziyue asked curiously: "Who did you learn from?"
Princess! He is coaxing you!
Zhang Jing had a dark face.
Yang Xuan said seriously: "Mangshan Miracle Doctor."
"Is that so?"
Nian Ziyue was quite curious.
Zhang Jing said with a dark face, "Mangshan remember is the tomb mountain, right?"
"The Great Hermit lives in seclusion in the city, and the miracle doctor lives in seclusion in Mang Mountain."
"Ghost market?" Zhang Jing said sarcastically... She was so angry at Yang Xuan that she wanted to vomit blood many times along the way. At this moment, she had to complain and take revenge.
"You actually know that too?"
In the restaurant ahead, Yang Lue saw Yang Xuan.
He took a deep look, and the footsteps outside were noisy again. He Cong shouted: "They have brought spears."
Yang Lue shouted: "Let's go!"
He rushed out, and just as a secret agent rushed up, Yang Lue grabbed his back, and all the breath in his body was trapped.
Yang Lue threw the spy upwards and then rushed forward.
"Bianjing is not only prosperous, but look at it, there are so many people watching, but no one commits any crime. How could Chang'an be like this?" Zhang Jing started to speak venomously today.
Nian Ziyue also covered his mouth with a smile and added: "Even the prime minister in Bianjing travels in a generous manner, and there are no thieves."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, the roof of the restaurant on the right made a loud noise, followed by tiles flying and sawdust flying.
A figure rushed out, flew to the front, and landed on the ground.
Then a person rose into the sky from the gap. Yang Xuan looked up and couldn't help but be stunned.
Yang Lue!
Yang Lue glanced at him in the air and then flew away.
Next is He Cong.
Yang Xuan watched them go away blankly.
Eyes warm.
"Catch the thief!"
The sergeants who were maintaining order burst out shouting and sent out a group of people to catch the thieves.
As soon as Zhang Jing praised Bianjing for its good public security, she was slapped by reality, so she didn't notice that Yang Xuan looked strange.
Nian Ziyue said angrily: "It must be intentional."
The words of a girl acting coquettishly are not close to the truth.
The old thief was eager to try, "Lang Jun, how about we help you?"
This is an attempt to slap the official Southern Zhou Dynasty in the face.
Yang Xuan shook his head and said seriously: "We are an envoy, and we come here with friendship."
Zhang Jing sneered, thinking that I would only see a ghost if I believed you.
"Princess!"
A team of people arrived, but it was Nian Xu who sent him to greet his daughter.
Nian Ziyue sat in the car and whispered: "Take care."
Yang Xuan said: "The same goes for you."
The car curtain opened, Nian Ziyue glanced at Yang Xuan, and then the car curtain fell.
The carriage was escorted to the imperial city.
An official, accompanied by several minor officials, came up and saluted, "The fifth room has paid me some money. I have seen your envoy."
The official positions of the Southern Zhou Dynasty were different from those of the Tang Dynasty. The Six Ministries of the Tang Dynasty had clear responsibilities, but the Southern Zhou Dynasty dispersed the responsibilities of the Six Ministries. The Six Ministries themselves were responsible for part of it, and Zhongshu Wufang was responsible for another part.
Wufang's suggestion can be regarded as a powerful one. Fei Luo is only in his thirties and seems to be a rising official star in Nanzhou.
"Yang Xuan, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, met Fei Tidian."
Yang Xuan dismounted.
"Your envoy has come from afar, so please follow me to rest."
"please."
"please."
At this moment, Yang Xuan's mind was filled with Yang Lue and why he appeared here.
After much deliberation, there was only one reason. Yang Lue heard that he was coming and wanted to see him.
Since leaving Yuanzhou, the two have never met each other again. They only know each other's situation through Hayabusa messages.
…
Yang Lue took He Cong into hiding in Bianjing City in a few moments.
Bianjing is huge, and there are caves underneath. If you want to catch two masters who want to hide, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.
The two had already prepared their residence. After entering, He Cong said: "Lang Jun looks more and more powerful."
Yang nodded slightly, and the appearance of the young man from back then appeared in his mind.
The two faces gradually merged into one.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Yang Lue thought about how he escaped to the Southern Zhou Dynasty after Yang Xuan was ten years old and made him suffer a lot. He couldn't help feeling sad and blaming himself.
"Lang Jun said this, saying that if it hadn't been for that hard work, he wouldn't be what he is today. Lang Jun also said that the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."
Yang Lue leaned against the door and whispered: "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold... Lang Jun is indeed of His Majesty's blood, and he is so smart that it is unbelievable."
He was suddenly startled, "By the way, who was the person in the carriage that Mr. Lang was talking to earlier?"
"It's the treasure of the Southern Zhou Dynasty." He Cong said proudly: "My husband is brave and handsome. I will definitely find a beautiful woman to wife in the future."
Yang Lue shook his head, "What's the use of being beautiful? Your husband's first wife should be your mother and honor the world."
"What about the treasures of Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
"At most, I'll give you a concubine to relieve your boredom."
…
In the palace, Nian Xu abandoned political affairs early.
When he saw Nian Ziyue walking quickly, he couldn't help but blush, "Zi Yue, I've made you suffer."
"Father!"
Nian Ziyue knelt down and saluted.
"Get up quickly."
When father and daughter meet, Nian Xu greets them with greetings.
"Everywhere in Chang'an is good, and the Tang Dynasty doesn't care. If you want to eat from them, you can just go and buy it yourself."
"The Tang Dynasty still has this kind of tolerance, otherwise how could my father be willing to let you go to Chang'an."
Nian Xu looked at his daughter who was becoming more and more outstanding and couldn't help but said happily: "Let's take a bath and rest first, and then we'll have dinner together."
After her daughter left, Zhang Jing stepped forward.
"Has Ziyue ever been bullied in Chang'an?"
"Never."
"Have you ever been harassed by a man?"
Naturally, Nian Xu would not let the treasure in his palm marry someone outside the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
"Never."
"Have you ever been close to anyone?"
Zhang Jing was silent.
Nian Xu slowly raised his head.
"who?"
"The envoy of the mission...Yang Xuan."
Nian Xu's face turned red, but he was angry.
Someone came in to ask for instructions.
"Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty envoy is here. What are the rules for the banquet?"
