Chapter seven hundred and forty-ninth are all old foxes
It may also be because Yang Guang released his trust in him, which made many powerful people sensitively aware of Wang Junlin's extraordinary status in the future. Maybe it was because most of the powerful people in Chang'an City had heard the news, and it was already clear that King Jin was canonized as the crown prince.
There is no suspense. As a close friend of King Jin, and also favored by the emperor of the day, Wang Junlin's future is limitless!
All kinds of reasons were put together. Wang Junlin, a young man and outsider who was only 26 years old, finally gained a firm foothold among the powerful people of the Sui Dynasty. He even stood out and showed his prominence, becoming the leader of anyone and any family.
An existence that cannot be ignored.
Dugu Changsu walked into the garden with satisfaction. Wang Junlin was still standing at the door to receive the invited civil and military officials and nobles.
In the morning, almost all the guests had arrived. Everyone gathered in the main hall of the Royal Garden Center. Wang Junlin came to announce the opening of the banquet on behalf of Yang Lin. The hall immediately cheered and mingled, the guests were noisy, and the kabuki and musician troupe specially transferred from Xiaoyu Theater also
The performance started and the building was filled with joy.
After Yang Lin was carried and shown his face accompanied by Chen Danying, Chen Danying accompanied Yang Lin to rest. Qin Qiong didn't know what to do anymore. Anyway, Wang Junlin alone greeted him downstairs.
Although Wang Junlin didn't believe in the so-called wedding, he knew how much Yang Lin valued this matter, so he didn't dare to neglect any guests and kept his attitude very low. This was in line with his current status and peerless ferocity.
The name is quite inconsistent, but it also makes many people forget his evil name.
The result of this was that Wang Junlin couldn't remember how many drinks he had drank, or how many salutes he had given to the older and more distinguished ministers. In short, he felt dizzy and had a sore back.
The banquet was very lively and dispersed quickly. Before long, the guests automatically gathered in groups in twos and threes, and their respective small circles were immediately revealed.
There are still a bunch of Guanlong aristocrats, a bunch of Shandong nobles and Hedong aristocratic families, a bunch of new founding aristocrats, and then there are a bunch of lower-born civil servants, and there are also a bunch of military generals. Everyone gathers together, and then forms a group.
The team left the main palace, toured the huge royal gardens, went boating, and secretly discussed various things.
Until then, Wang Junlin had finished his reception work. He was rubbing his sore temples and planning to find a place to rest.
A hand suddenly grabbed Wang Junlin's arm. Wang Junlin turned his head and it turned out to be Jin Wang Yang Zhao.
Today Yang Zhao's physical condition seems to be good, at least he doesn't need help from anyone, but his mood doesn't seem to be very good, and his expression is a bit sad and dull.
Wang Junlin asked curiously: "Your Highness, Prince Jin, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Zhao shook his head: "Is everything okay in Junlin? Can you accompany Zhao for a walk?"
"Okay." Wang Junlin agreed readily.
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It is a beautiful spring day, the scenery in the royal garden is pleasant, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying, it is the season of revival. This is the time when you should walk side by side with your beloved woman, seeking peace and quiet in spring.
Fat men walking together.
"Your Highness seems to have something on his mind. I wonder what is troubling His Highness?" Wang Junlin asked slowly.
Yang Zhao sighed: "In the past few days, my brother Yang Jian has looked at me as if he was looking at a life-or-death feud..."
Wang Junlin immediately understood the reason for Yang Zhao's bad mood.
"Your Majesty, he... wants to make His Highness the Prince of the East Palace?" Wang Junlin asked tentatively.
Yang Zhao shook his head: "I don't know about this either, but many people say so."
Wang Junlin was silent for a long time and said: "Although I don't want to say it, I have to remind your highness that if King Yuzhang becomes the crown prince, he will try every means to kill his highness, so your highness does not have to be sad for someone who does not regard your highness as his brother."
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Yang Zhao's face changed slightly, but then he shook his head and said: "You are right, but I can't do it!"
Wang Junlin sighed: "Your Highness, you will be the prince soon. In other words, you will be the future emperor of the Sui Dynasty. You are responsible for the life and death of the entire world. If you still have such unbearable thoughts, I advise Your Highness to give up being a prince."
Prince, stay far away from the capital and do not harm the lives of your family and the people of the world."
Yang Zhao was silent for a long time, and after a while he said: "Brother Jun Lin's golden words, Zhao has remembered them."
Wang Junlin said with a serious expression: "Also, I advise Your Highness to protect yourself. At this time, His Highness is feeling sad. Normally, ministers should not say words that harm the scenery, but I must say that although Your Highness is now away from the crown prince of the East Palace,
The position is only one step away, but if I guessed correctly, or given King Yuzhang's temperament, he must be trying every possible means to get rid of His Highness."
Yang Zhao was not surprised by Wang Junlin's words. In fact, he knew much more about the virtues of his brother Yang Jian than Wang Junlin, so he didn't say much on this matter, but bowed to Wang Junlin.
A salute: "Thank you, Brother Jun Lin, for your advice. Zhao has learned a lesson."
Wang Junlin stared at his face for a long time, and suddenly showed a smile: "If nothing else happens, your Majesty's decree to officially confer His Highness as the Crown Prince of the Sui Dynasty will be issued in the near future. Your Highness, I would like to congratulate Your Highness in advance."
Yang Zhao looked at him deeply and gave a long salute: "Zhao needs Brother Junlin's help. Zhao can guarantee that I will not let you down in this life."
Wang Junlin smiled, he believed that what Yang Zhao said at this moment must be sincere, but the problem is that you, a fat man, died earlier than your father. Even if you can live until your father dies, Sui Dynasty will not be able to wait.
By that time, unless my time-traveling butterfly has changed some of your paranoia or eagerness for success, but looking at Yang Guang's character, Wang Junlin doesn't think this is possible.
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Royal Palace, Ziwei Hall.
Yang Guang reviewed the memorials for two hours at a stretch and felt a little tired. He ordered someone to set up a soft couch in the corridor outside the main hall. Yang Guang lay half on the soft couch, feeling the warm spring sunshine shining directly on his body.
, the long-lost comfortable feeling returned to the body.
Yang Guang half-closed his eyes, wondering if he was about to fall asleep or if he was thinking about something.
An old eunuch stood respectfully behind Yang Guang with his hands hanging down, quietly enjoying the rare leisure and comfort in his life. This old eunuch's name was He Feng, and he had been with Yang Guang for twenty-seven years, starting in the Sui Dynasty.
He was Yang Guang's personal servant before the founding of the country, and he was very loyal to Yang Guang. In order to be able to serve Yang Guang all the time, he chose to purify himself and become an eunuch after Yang Guang became the prince. So he is Yang Guang's successor.
This world is the most trustworthy person.
Perhaps because Yang Guang was in a good mood, He Feng seemed to be in a good mood today as well. The sunlight shone on his dull face, and his usually gloomy face actually looked a bit warm and soft.