The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

In the end, the emperor did not exterminate the Yang family.

Yang Qifeng was sentenced to life imprisonment, doomed to die of old age in prison.The emperor took back the military power of the Yang family army and reorganized the Yang family army. Later, the eldest son of Ji was appointed as the general, and Yang Rong was the deputy general, leading the troops to fight in Xilan.The property of Jingkanghou Mansion was confiscated from top to bottom, and all family members were demoted to common people.In order to prevent them from defecting to Zhennan King, the emperor decreed that all Yang family members were not allowed to leave Beijing without permission.However, they turned a blind eye to the Ji family's rescue of them.

In the next three years, the emperor successively pacified the Northern Desert Wolf Clan and Xilan Kingdom, becoming the most powerful country north of the Yangtze River.Due to perennial wars, huge cost, empty treasury, and social and economic depression, the emperor decided to postpone the plan to attack south and began to focus on economic development.Contrary to the situation in the north that is waiting for prosperity, the south is showing a scene of prosperity.To use a sentence in the history book to describe it, it is "the weather is smooth, the country is peaceful and the people are safe."This period of time was called the "Northern Abandoned Nanchang" period by later generations.

It has been five years since he left Beijing. In addition to his good water skills, Yang Yingjun has also improved his swordsmanship day by day.Of course, his singing voice is more refined—this should be regarded as an occupational disease. When he has nothing to do, he likes to sing a few songs to the sunset of the Yangtze River. In the end, the entire navy learned "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water".

In the evening, a round of setting sun reflected on the river, slowly sinking westward, and the whole world was dyed orange in an instant. The magnificence and magnificence cannot be expressed in words.

Yang Yingjun was looking at this never-ending scene by facing the river, when he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Young Master Yang."

Turning around and seeing Yan Feng, he smiled at him: "What's for dinner tonight?"

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry: "The last general didn't come to invite the young master to have a meal."

Yang Yingjun put away his smiling face and stared at him dissatisfied.

Yan Feng smiled and said: "Master, have you forgotten? It will be the king's birthday in a few days, and the palace has been urging you to go back. No, someone hastened to urge you."

Yang Yingjun looked up to the sky and sighed, "Let me go!"

Yan Feng felt a little emotional: "It's been another year..."

Yang Yingjun silently calculated in his heart that he should be 23 years old in this body now, which would have been considered an older young woman in ancient times.Thinking of this, he had a headache: "Hurry up and think of an excuse, so I won't go back."

Yan Feng said: "The king's birthday, you are the queen, you should attend."

"Hey, you're wrong. The prince didn't make himself king, and I'm still the princess."

Yan Feng smiled indifferently and said, "What's the relationship? Now all the people in the south of the Yangtze River have recognized the Southern King as the Emperor and the Empress as the Empress."

Yang Yingjun said weakly: "Because of this, I am more worried that it will arouse the suspicion of the suspicious emperor."

"Since that's the case, why don't you just announce it to the world and make yourself king without worrying about the court?"

"That's tantamount to declaring war on the emperor. I shouldn't be such a young bird."

Yan Feng sighed, brought back the topic of Yuanyuan, and said, "The king's birthday..."

Yang Yingjun resolutely refused: "If you beat me to death, I won't go back! Every time I go back, I will be caught and muttered by all the civil and military officials. When will I spread my branches and leaves for the royal family? As a queen, you should stay in the harem to take charge of internal affairs, how can you show your face?" Ah; practicing martial arts is not conducive to having children, so the queen should stop practicing swords; the barracks are full of men, so how decent is it for the queen to live there... There are so many blah blah blah blah. You go and send that person away." What's more, it wasn't really Yang Meili's birthday that day.

Yan Feng said helplessly: "Your Majesty, in fact, what the officials said is not unreasonable. You are a queen, and you have nothing to do for so many years. This..."

Yang Yingjun stared at him coldly.

Yan Feng rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and said: "The end general is going to send people away."

On his side, he was urged to have a baby, and Yang Meili was urged to take a concubine on his side. Both brothers and sisters had troubles that they couldn't tell, and at the same time, they yelled at God for being short-sighted.

Three days later, Yang Yingjun had to go back to the Suzhou Palace—the emperor suddenly issued an edict to summon the King of Zhennan to return to Beijing, and soon there will be imperial ministers to announce the edict.

"What do you mean by that? Why did you call me back all of a sudden? Didn't you let me stay in Jiangnan for the rest of your life?" Yang Meili looked worried.

Yang Yingjun read the letter sent back by the spies carefully again, and pondered: "It seems that this is the rhythm of war."

Yang Meili and Wu Yao looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"War!?"

Yang Yingjun said: "Think about it, he wants to call you back for no reason, would you like to go back?"

Yang Meili immediately shook her head like a rattle.

"That's right, you're not a fool, why don't you send us to be cannon fodder? But if you don't go, the emperor will have an excuse to send troops to conquer us, understand?" Yang Yingjun sighed: "What he wants is just an excuse to send troops. "

Yang Meili said nervously: "Then... then shall I go or not?"

"Of course you can't go!" Yang Yingjun crumpled up the letter in his hand and said, "If you go, you will die. Don't worry, you can stay here, and I will support you on the front line. Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short time, yes It's time for our navy to go to war."

Yang Meili's face turned pale, she grabbed his hand and said, "What 'we' and 'our'? You are not allowed to go!"

"That won't work, I'm their spiritual leader."

"You leader is fart! It's a war now, do you think you're playing house? You may die at any time!"

Yang Yingjun patted his sister's head reassuringly, and said as gently as possible: "Don't worry, this is not what it used to be. I am no longer the person who only relied on appearance for a living."

Yang Meili blinked at him, her face pure and harmless: "Did you rely on your appearance back then? No wonder you haven't been popular."

"..."

A shout resounded through the palace: "I'm very popular, okay!?"

On the one hand, the emperor sent the so-called imperial envoys to announce the decree to call Zhennan Wang back to Beijing, and on the other hand, he flew pigeons to Zhennan Wangfei to chat with her about poems and songs.

I wrote a reply letter, as simple and clear as ever: Don't be hypocritical, I know that you are just making excuses to send troops to crusade against us.Let the horse come over, I am waiting for you.

After thinking about it, I changed the word "Lao Tzu" to "My Queen".

He rolled up the paper and stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and then tied it to the pigeon's feet. The moment he let the pigeon fly, Yang Yingjun felt a sense of pride in his heart, picked up the Uzi sword, turned around and left: "Go back to Jianghuai!"

When the emperor received the reply, he squinted his eyes suddenly as he looked at the words "My Queen" on the note.

"Your Majesty?" Shangguan Liuyun cautiously reminded him when he saw that his expression was not right.

The emperor came back to his senses, glanced at him lightly, got up and walked to the bookshelf, took down an exquisite pocket-sized eight-treasure brocade box from the top shelf, then took off a golden key hanging from his waist, and opened the brocade brocade box. Golden lock on the box.

Shangguan Liuyun glanced into the box curiously, there were no rare treasures inside, only a pile of very thick notes, and then he saw that the emperor put the one he had just read into it.

"..."

Shangguan Liuyun's expression changed, he glanced at the emperor, he hesitated to speak.

The emperor locked the brocade box again, put it back to its original place, came back and sat down, and said, "What did you just say?"

"I just said which general should be sent to the south..." Shangguan Liuyun glanced at the emperor cautiously, and seeing that his expression was normal, he thought about it: "Your majesty, do you and Princess Zhennan... still keep in touch with each other by letter?" ?”

The emperor glanced at him with gentle eyes and a smile on his face: "So what?"

Shangguan Liuyun tried his best to be euphemistic: "There is a poem circulating in the south of the Yangtze River. I wonder if the emperor has heard it?"

"Oh? Read it and listen."

Shangguan Liuyun said slowly: "Altair and Vega are far away, Liang Zhuhua is inscribed on the Butterfly Stele. This feeling should only exist in the sky, how often do we see gray heads in the world? The charming eyes in the south of the Yangtze River are unique in the South Palace. The sound of horseshoes breaks dawn, and there is no Everyone knows that the concubine is in a hurry."

The emperor remained silent, and the smile on his lips faded from his eyes.

Shangguan Liuyun bit the bullet and said: "It is said that there are many beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, but Zhennan King has been there for so many years, and he didn't accept a concubine. One year, Zhennan King was seriously ill, and the princess who was in Jianghuai rushed back day and night. Suzhou. Talented scholars and beauties in Jiangnan praise their couple for their deep affection, which is inherent in this work, and there are countless similar poems in Jiangnan."

The emperor said indifferently: "What do you want to say?"

Shangguan Liuyun was secretly startled, he got up and knelt on the ground, and said: "This humble minister has the courage to ask the emperor to forgive me."

After a long silence, the air in the hall seemed to freeze into frost.

Shangguan Liuyun knelt on the ground motionless, his three layers of clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

Finally, the emperor spoke, with a half-sigh: "Get up."

"... Thank you, Your Majesty." Shangguan Liuyun got up tremblingly and stood aside.

The emperor looked at the potted plants on the window sill, and his eyes became distant: "She called herself Queen Nan in the letter."

Shangguan Liuyun was shocked again, but he didn't dare to look up at the emperor's expression.

After another long silence, I heard the emperor's voice as hard as iron: "Liuyun, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, since I am the emperor, I will not let my son and daughter's affair hinder the road to great achievements."

The words "children's affair" struck heavily on Shangguan Liuyun's heart.For so many years, this is the first time that the emperor has admitted that he has feelings for Yang Pianran.

In Shangguan Liuyun's heart, there was an ominous premonition.