An elegant room, two glasses of sake, two people sitting on the railing, with the gurgling Qinhuai River outside the window.
It’s been a long time since they sat together so calmly, but their relationship is completely different from the past. Are they friends? Are they enemies? Are they affectionate? Are they ruthless? The feeling of constantly cutting things off and returning to chaos ripples in the hearts of the two of them.
Zhe Ziyu looked at Yang Hao quietly, his appearance had not changed much, because he was under twenty-eight years old and could not grow a mustache, and his chin was shaved cleanly. Now he is a fifth-rank imperial official, but
He is still just a young man, with a pair of bright eyes and a gentle smile.
But after experiencing so much life, his expression and temperament quietly changed, becoming more confident, more mature, and more sharp. As he looked around, his confidence and calm feeling made Zhe Ziyu feel
Kind and joyful.
A man should be like this, strong, wise, and confident that he has everything under control, but he definitely doesn't have the maturity that blind, arrogant, impulsive young people don't have. If what attracted her to Yang Hao in the first place was
The humor in his conversation was due to his gentleness and kindness. If Yang Hao initially moved her heart because of his infatuation with Dong'er, then what made Yang Hao's heart move her now was the feeling that he was growing up.
Looking at Yang Hao at this time, she had the feeling that he was growing up, just like a tree, spreading its branches and leaves, growing vigorously, gradually forming a dense crown, and a thick trunk that could shelter from the wind and rain, and could be relied on.
Rest, this is the feeling, just when she is exhausted physically and mentally, but still has to struggle...
She is a girl with a delicate mind, and she has always hated men who are ambitious, rough and bold. This is why Yang Hao's delicacy and gentleness moved her. But her daughter's mind is fickle. When she regards Yang Hao as a
When she meets her man, her perspective quietly changes. She needs this man to be strong, confident, and able to control her powerful abilities.
She is like a free Pegasus on the grassland, reserved and arrogant. She instinctively resists and escapes the man holding the lasso. However, when she falls in love with someone and is willing to be his little woman, she
I just hope you have a pair of strong arms and a whip that can control a strong horse.
It’s not difficult to understand this change in mood. Just like when your girlfriend is dating you, she wishes you could send 999 roses to her every day. But when she becomes your wife, except for the best woman who is too spendthrift,
, most women will suddenly change their identities, wishing you could transform into Ge Langtai immediately.
Yang Hao gradually identified Zhe Ziyu's pulse and mastered her subtle psychological changes. He found that his intentional frivolity and teasing, intentional obstruction and blows often made Zhe Ziyu scream and jump with anger, but
She actually felt like she was enjoying it. The two of them were gradually attracting each other and reshaping their relationship with a new identity and a new self. He didn't know if the relationship between the two would work out, and he didn't think about it at all. He originally just wanted to
Sabotaging what she wanted to do in Southern Tang Dynasty, she fell in love again unknowingly. The smarter a person is, the easier it is for them to go astray in love.
"Miss Mo, would you like a drink?" Yang Hao raised his glass and called her current identity narrowly.
When Zhe Ziyu saw his cynical smile, her teeth itched with hatred, but...she didn't hate Yang Hao's evil smile at all. She raised her glass and touched it lightly with Yang Hao. After drinking a glass of wine, the two of them
A blush spread over her pink cheeks: "Mr. Yang, do you have nothing to do every day, so you have such a leisurely mood?"
"Who said I have nothing to do?" Yang Hao poured wine for her and chuckled: "I just did a big thing today and got into a fight with someone. It seems that Miss Mo's eyes and ears in Jinling are limited, but she still didn't do this.
Nothing."
"A fight with someone?" Zhe Ziyu's eyes narrowed and he asked hurriedly: "With whom? Why?"
Yang Hao briefly explained the conflict between him and the Khitan envoys. Zhe Ziyu frowned slightly and said: "The Khitan people have always been brutal and violent. The more you tolerate, the more aggressive they will be. They only respect the strong, and you retaliate and
That's right, if you want to settle the matter, it may be counterproductive. Moreover, if you lose your power and humiliate the country as an envoy, the envoys and officials of the Song Dynasty will drown you alive with spittle.
However, don’t think that the Khitans are just men who are upright and upright. They are as ferocious as wolves and as cunning as foxes. They obviously cannot take advantage of them, so there is no guarantee that they will not secretly plot. In this situation, what do you do?
Can I come out alone?"
"I've been as careful as possible. If they want to deal with me, they won't make a decision so quickly."
Zhe Ziyu rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Are you so arrogant that you think you are invincible after learning a few skills? You must know that it is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. If a cold arrow suddenly shoots out from a street corner, no matter how good you are, you will not be able to avoid it."
Let's go. Besides, if you leave, aren't you afraid that the Khitans will attack the people in your post?"
Yang Hao sighed and said: "I am the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, a civil servant. As the leader of the envoy, my duty is to decide whether to fight or make peace, and to treat them as enemies or friends. It is not up to me to charge into battle. I
He has martial arts skills, but so what? It would be too sad if the Song Dynasty’s envoy could only rely on the sword of me, Honglu Shaoqing, to protect the safety of the Song Dynasty’s envoy.
The people I brought out were all brave warriors carefully selected from the superior imperial army. Their commander was a general who had experienced hundreds of battles. They knew what to do, be on guard, defend, or
You don’t need me to tell you when it comes to fighting. Today, I’m being accused of being prepared but not prepared. It’s okay to suffer a little loss. Now that I’ve made a grudge, if I want to suffer others’ losses in the future, then I should really follow Yelu’s example.
Wen, let them commit suicide."
Having said this, he glanced at Zhe Ziyu curiously and said with a smile: "It's really strange. The Khitan family originated from the Rouran tribe of Xianbei, and your Fugu Zhe family originated from the Zhelan tribe of Xianbei. Speaking of which, you are from the same clan.
, considered a family, why are your Zhe family more hostile to the Khitan than to the Song state?"
Zhe Ziyu rolled his eyes at him angrily and said: "You are unreasonable. What kind of kindness does Zhao Kuangyin have to you? Does it deserve your loyalty to protect him? We are of the same clan and clan. It is a big joke. If people in the world treat him like this,
If this is regarded as a criterion for friends and enemies, there will be no internal turmoil within the Khitan, and the Central Plains will still be the Xia Dynasty founded by the son of Dayu, unified for eternity.
Most of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are Han people, but if you lead troops to let them recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, just look at whether they will greet you with fine wine or sharp arrows. They will never be softer than the Khitan people. They have the same ancestors and the same clan.
, the royal families of the Sui and Tang dynasties all had Xianbei ancestry. In the past, most of the Xiongnu and Xianbei people became Han people. What do you say? They share the same ancestors, right? Most people with the surname Liu in the north are descendants of the Huns, and many people with the surname Yang in the north are descendants of the Huns.
Xianbei bloodline. Your surname is Yang, and you have lived in the north. Let me show you your family tree. Three hundred years ago, we had the same ancestor. Maybe I will call you cousin, but why don't you come to help me? "
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
After hearing this, Yang Hao smiled bitterly and said nothing: "Yes, I have habitually used the concepts of later generations to look at problems. Saying this to people today is not playing the piano to others."
Zhe Ziyu sighed softly and said: "My Zhe family has lived in Yunzhong for a long time. I have ruled Fuzhou since the Tang Dynasty and have always relied on the strong. Throughout the Tang, Jin, Zhou and Song Dynasties, I have always chosen China as my ally.
The reason for resisting the Great Wall is that the Khitan, who has the same ancestor as my Zhe family, has a greater appetite. The geography and folk customs of the northwest are similar to those of Mobei. Once they win the world, they will be familiar with and master the northwest faster than the people of the Central Plains.
Land, we attached ourselves to the Song State, claimed vassalage and paid tribute, sent troops and paid to help the Song State conquer the Northern Han Dynasty, and contained the Khitan, just to find a place for ourselves to survive."
Speaking of this, a bitter smile appeared on her face: "We originally thought that the Song Dynasty would follow the Tang Dynasty's national policy and use my Zhe family as a barrier to the northwest vassal town. But who knew that the Song Dynasty would annex other countries too fast, and Zhao Kuangyin's ambitions would expand.
It was too fast, he had sworn to promise that as long as my Zhe clan's ministers attached to the Central Plains, he would protect my Zhe clan's prefecture and prefecture for the rest of his life, but my father's body was still cold, and he started to grab it."
Yang Hao shook his head gently: "Whether the Zhao Guan family is true to its word or not, it is a fact that the northwest is unable to resist the Central Plains. Why bother to do it if you know it cannot be done? Apart from killing more people, what good will it do to the people of the world?"
Zhe Ziyu said solemnly: "My brother is not willing to hand over the inheritance of our ancestors, so I have no choice but to help him. Whether it is my Zhe family or his Zhao family, it is all for the sake of one family. The world's public welfare is the sign
, that is used to win over the people. Go and persuade Zhao Kuangyin to give up annexing the northwest for the sake of world peace. It is nothing more than seeking skin from a tiger. What he wants is for the foundation of the descendants of the Zhao family to be as stable as Mount Tai."
Yang Haodao: "He who understands the current affairs is a hero. The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time. Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, wars have been frequent in the Central Plains and the turmoil has been too long. Everyone yearns for a peaceful world. The Song Dynasty followed the trend and Zhao Guan's family has great talents and plans. The northwest is not at all It may be possible to confront it with a small area. Instead of doing this, why not make plans in advance? It should be noted that the icing on the cake is worse than providing help in the snow, surrendering military power, voluntarily surrendering, and being defeated by force, the outcome is very different."
There were two excited blushes on Zhe Ziyu's cheeks: "Why do you make such an assertion? Our Zhe family does not have the strength to compete with the Song Dynasty, and we have never thought of destroying the Song Dynasty, but it is not impossible to protect ourselves!
"
"That's why I advise you if you can't!"
Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Ziyu, I will not harm you, let alone lie. To tell you the truth, the one who conquers the Central Plains must be the Song Dynasty. Sooner or later, the banner of the Song Dynasty will be planted in the prefecture. This has happened since the Tang Dynasty."
The chaos of more than a hundred years since the end will end here, and the people of the world will live in prosperity and peace for three hundred years, and then... will be the beginning of a new round of destiny. Where will the northwest go?
She is a daughter, but she is involved in a lot of family affairs and has a great influence on my brother. Why don't you advise him to follow God's will?"
"What did you say?"
Zhe Ziyu stood up suddenly, and then realized her gaffe. She slowly sat back on the chair, looked at Yang Hao with a confused expression, and said after a long while: "You...why are you so sure? You Ruoyi
Given the strength of the Song Dynasty, it is not surprising to judge that it must unify the Central Plains, but you said... you said that the Song Dynasty had a national destiny of three hundred years, where did you start from, and how did you know so clearly?"
Yang Hao was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "I can't explain the reason to you, but I won't pretend to be a ghost, let alone lie to you. Ziyu, what I said is the truth. You are in the Tang Dynasty,
You won't get what you want. Go back to Fuzhou and advise your brother, it's better to go with the trend than to act like a chariot, and don't try to fight against the general trend."
Zhe Ziyu was inexplicably surprised. He suddenly thought that Yang Hao was Lu Zu's apprentice. Lu Zu was known as a semi-immortal by the people. Seeing that he was over a hundred years old, he looked like a man in his thirties. He thought he really had great supernatural powers.
Could it be that Lu Zu was also proficient in divination, and his calculations were more accurate than Chen Tuan's? Chen Tuan only calculated that Zhao Kuangyin had an imperial appearance, but Lu Zu actually calculated the world's major events in the next three hundred years?
Zhe Ziyu's expression changed several times. Even though she was alert and wise, she couldn't hold her breath anymore. Thoughts in her mind were racing for a while. She suddenly remembered that Chen Tuan had cut off the lives of her two husbands for her, which had always been in her chest.
Feeling worried, I couldn't help but blurt out: "So... do you know what my fate will be?"
Yang Hao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know..."
Zhe Ziyu lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Hao with bright eyes: "If what you say is not necessary, the Tang State... will definitely be destroyed by the Song State?"
Yang Hao said solemnly: "Yes, and it happened within the past three or two years."
Zhe Ziyu narrowed his beautiful big eyes and asked slowly: "Then, who will destroy the Tang Dynasty?"
Yang Hao searched desperately for his limited memory, thought about it seriously, and replied decisively: "Pan Mei, Cao Bin!"
When Zhe Ziyu heard that he was so sure, his face turned pale. If his fate was really determined, how could he fight for it? Thinking about this, he felt confused for a moment.
Yang Hao saw the opportunity and advised again: "I have repeatedly blocked you, not because I am loyal to Zhao Kuangyin, but because I am worried that you will act against nature and make an irreparable mistake. Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties each have their own destiny. No matter how glorious they were, they all have a country.
When the family was destroyed, the Zhe family had been ruling Fuzhou for more than two hundred years. Although he had not been crowned king, he was no different from a country. For more than two hundred years, he was still a little behind compared with the great state of the Tang Dynasty. Now
Even if you hand it over, it will not be your fault, and it will be worthy of all the ancestors of the family."
Zhe Ziyu took a deep breath, raised his head and said: "Okay! Then I will watch here. If the Song Dynasty conquers the Tang Dynasty, as you said, Zhao Kuangyin will issue an order to command the army. The generals will be Pan Mei and Cao Bin.
, without saying a word, I immediately returned to the northwest to persuade my brother to give up his power and preserve his wealth. If what you said is untrue..."
Yang Hao was overjoyed and raised his eyebrows and said: "Then I will never advise you again in the future, let alone obstruct you!"
"Okay, let's send it here." Zhe Ziyu stopped, glanced at the two strings of red lights in front of the Lin Mansion, turned back to Yang Hao, and said thoughtfully: "I... have to go back, I
I promise you, I will be careful. You should be more careful when you go back by yourself, and next time... I will definitely not allow you to go out alone again."
When Yang Hao saw that her tone finally relaxed and stopped being arrogant, and heard that there was a lot of concern in her tone, he couldn't help but feel happy, so he smiled and said, "You're going back like this?"
"Huh?" Zhe Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise: "Is there anything else?"
Yang Hao said with a salivating smile: "This..., there is no good night kiss?"
Two red clouds flew up on Zhe Ziyu's face. She raised her face in embarrassment and anger and said, "Can you please stop being so shameless? Please, Yang Zuoshi, the two of us have nothing to do with each other now!"
Yang Hao was awakened by her words and thought about his plan. His expression darkened. Zhe Ziyu couldn't bear to see it and whispered: "It's getting late. You must be careful when you return to the hotel. Remember, you won't be allowed to do this from now on."
Come out alone. I...I'm going back..."
"Ziyu!" Yang Hao, under the influence of alcohol, suddenly grabbed her, stared at her pretty face affectionately, and whispered: "Just one kiss, just this time, this life, the last time..."
He really wanted to tell Ziyu that maybe before the Song Dynasty conquered the Tang Dynasty, he would disappear from her sight forever and there would be no chance of meeting her again in this life, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Zhe Ziyu was vaguely aware of something strange in his tone, and couldn't help but raise her head in surprise, trying to get a clue from his face. The chin was lifted up, and the charming and sexy lips were right in front of her eyes, and she could taste its tenderness as soon as she lowered her head.
taste.
"If I don't commit any crime tonight, I won't even be able to drink." Yang Hao murmured, gently holding her smooth chin and gently bringing his lips together.
There was still one centimeter away, and Yang Hao could already feel her hot and rapid breathing. Suddenly, something cold pressed against his neck, stopping his movement. Yang Hao was slightly startled, and slowly stood up straight.
, and looked around, only to see Zhe Ziyu holding the sword alone. The dagger was already a few inches away from the sheath, and the sword was pressed sideways against his throat.
"I'll give you three points of color, and you'll open a dyeing shop! Don't get drunk and crazy here, go back to the post immediately, and be careful to protect your life. Don't fall into the trap of the Khitans, otherwise, this will really be your last time.
You’re talking nonsense!”
After Zhe Ziyu said that, she raised the toe of her boot and kicked him on the shin, yelling: "Get out of here!" After saying that, she turned back and ran away towards the door of the house.
Yang Hao touched his nose, looked at her slim back, and murmured: "Is this considered flirting..."
"Sir, you're back, you've worried me to death." Upon seeing Yang Hao's return, Jiao Si Cheng was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.
Yang Hao smiled faintly and said: "I will be careful. How are the Khitan people doing? What are they doing?"
Jiao Sicheng accompanied him back and said: "The soldiers are heavily guarded. The Tang army is like a wall. There hasn't been any big action there. The Lord of Jiangnan has sent people here and invited you to have a banquet in the palace tomorrow.
It seems that they wanted to be a peacemaker and reconciled. The Khitan people only sent a nimble spy to sneak into our hotel, presumably to inquire about our movements, but Commander Zhang caught him with a fishing net.
I couldn't get anything out of his mouth, and he didn't admit that he was from Guanyi, a Khitan people. Now I'm waiting for you to be punished."
Just as he was talking, Zhang Tongzhou came up to him in military uniform with a helmet on his head. He cupped his fists and said, "Sir." Behind him, there were two rows of guards, including two warriors with strong backs and waists dragging a bearded man in night clothes.
There was a ball of numbness in his mouth, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Yang Hao with a sinister smile.
"Hmm!" Yang Hao nodded and smiled: "Commander Zhang, you did a good job. There is nothing to judge about that little shrimp, and you can't find anything useful." He glanced at the man, half-smiling but not smiling.
Authentic: "Who can prove that he sneaked into our hotel? This man is a scourge. Kill him and throw him back to the Khitan people's courtyard. Otherwise, someone will bite back tomorrow and accuse us of robbing their people.
Already."
The Khitan warrior was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect this Song man to be so ruthless, and he immediately started to struggle, but he couldn't struggle under the control of two big men.
Yang Hao hurriedly walked into the hall and ordered: "I am in a good mood tonight and don't want to see blood. You should deal with this disgusting thing immediately so that there is no blood on the face and no injuries on the body."
"Ah?" Zhang Tongzhou straightened his eyes: "How to kill him?"
"Your Majesty, Commander, my subordinates have a solution." A private soldier whispered to him with a sly smile.