Looking at the mountains and rivers

Yang Yan's face was hidden in the shadow behind the door, he seemed a little hesitant, and he whispered: "Are you going to Habayashi Guard?"

"Yes." Wei Changxuan nodded.

"You..." He seemed to hesitate to speak, and after thinking about it, he said, "Habayashi guards guard the imperial city, and the military regulations are strict. You must not do anything reckless in the army."

Wei Changxuan was taken aback for a moment, and he sighed: "Are you worried that I will kill Taiwei Xie when I am on guard at the Habayashi guard?"

Yang Yan was slightly startled when he explained his worries in this way, and looked a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid," Wei Changxuan said in a low voice, "He's a high-ranking captain. If I attack him rashly, I'm afraid I'll be stabbed to death before I get close. Besides, like this Disregarding the king's law and drawing swords to seek revenge is what common people do, and I was taught by my adoptive father since I was a child that I would never do such a thing."

"Yes, I should have realized that you are not such a superficial person," Yang Yan smiled bitterly, "It's just that when you came back from the imperial tomb that day, you seldom talked, I... I was very worried about you, and I couldn't help but feel like you have a bee in one's bonnet."

Wei Changxuan looked at the top of his head, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart: "I'm sorry, I know you are worried about me, I've been very upset these days," he lowered his voice again, "I'm always thinking about a lot of things , but I can’t figure it out.”

Yang Yan stretched out his hand, wanting to pull his sleeve, but touched the cold scabbard in his hand, and silently withdrew his hand: "Are you thinking about your adoptive father?"

"Well, I dreamed that when I was young, my father led me down the street. The long street seemed endless. As I walked, my father disappeared, and I couldn't find it anymore..." Wei Changxuan's voice was very soft, full of sadness. He was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Father mentioned my father before he died, and he knew my father."

"Your father?" Yang Yan was a little surprised, "Who is it?"

"He didn't say anything, he just told me that my surname is Cui." Wei Changxuan lowered his head, "I've been thinking these days that he didn't pick me up from the ruined temple, but who are my parents? What, why daddy never told me."

Yang Yan said softly: "So there are still so many things, no wonder you are always alone these days."

"Let's not talk about it," Wei Changxuan finally shook his head, and said to him, "After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself. If there is anything you can't handle, let Fang Ming go to the Habayashi Wei Camp to find me immediately. ,do you know?"

Yang Yan nodded slightly, and he whispered: "Remember to come back when you are free."

"That's natural." Wei Changxuan said with a wry smile, "I'm here in Jian'an City, and there's nowhere else to go back."

He finally lowered his head and kissed Yang Yan on the forehead: "Yexi, I'm leaving."

Yang Yan touched the place kissed by him, and was silent for a long time, only hearing his footsteps slowly going away, and then returned to calm.He straightened his sleeves, and walked out of the house slowly, his steps were very light, no one in the courtyard noticed his movement, only his plain clothes flashed in the shadow of the porch, and soon disappeared.

Most of the large pasture in the back garden has been designated as a garden. This is the order of the new prince. The gardeners rushed to work continuously and transplanted many kinds of precious exotic flowers and plants here.

Yang Yan walked slowly in the flower garden. This flower garden is full of seasonal chrysanthemums. Most of the chrysanthemums are the size of a bowl. There are bright Phoenix Zhenyu, Zilong Woxue, etc., as well as elegant green clouds and snow. Sea and other flowers.Yang Yan couldn't see the colorful sea of ​​flowers, he could only smell the fragrance of flowers in the wind, and walked slowly along the path.

A chuckle sounded from the depths of the sea of ​​flowers: "Although the third son is not in the mansion today, there are many people coming and going in the palace, and the ears and eyes are complicated. The son is always cautious, and he came here rashly. He must not be here to enjoy the flowers, right?"

Yang Yan stopped in his tracks: "It turns out that the master is really here." He also realized that he came abruptly, and paused before saying, "There are a large number of files and documents in my father's original study. I want to ask my husband to fetch them for me. Dossiers from the fifth year of Yongkang to the sixth year of Yongkang."

The other party was silent for a moment, and there was no smile in his voice: "Why do you want to adjust the files of those two years?"

"It's just to check an old matter." Yang Yan said in a low voice, his calm eyes looked into the distance, and there was a gloomy look between his brows.

The other party tactfully didn't ask any more questions, stretched out his hand, picked off a chrysanthemum as white as edelvet, and handed it to Yang Yan: "This chrysanthemum blooms very well, and the fragrance is elegant, what do you think?"

When Yang Yan lowered his head slightly, he smelled the faint fragrance, nodded and said, "That's right," the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Third brother is often not in the mansion, but sir is free, and he can serve flowers and plants here."

"My lord, are you insinuating that I'm idle?" The clear voice smiled, "It's a pity that I won't be free for a few days. I will go to Yanyu with the team tomorrow."

Yang Yan thought for a while, nodded and said: "Yes, this year is also the time to pay tribute to Yan Yu Sui."

The other party's tone was no longer relaxed: "I'm afraid this is not an ordinary New Year's tribute. I went to the library to count the gifts for Yanyu Khan a while ago, and found that half of the [-] pieces of silk were moldy rags. This time, the deputy envoy actually assigned Qingzhou Biejia Wang Yueshan, that warrior often behaved impolitely, and was full of foul language, he made it clear that he wanted to annoy Khan Yanyu."

Yang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Oh? But since there is a gentleman as the envoy, it must not make the situation worse."

"Me? I have a good tongue. At most, I can ensure that the mission leaves Yanyu safely," the other party said with a wry smile. If there are not enough, I am afraid that when I am angry, I will lead an army to suppress the border."

Yang Yan was silent: "Who is instigating in the court to intentionally provoke Yan Yu?"

"I guess... probably the one who is in the limelight now. However, this is not what he meant alone. Who in the imperial family would not want to see the Donghu chief guards with heavy arms fighting against foreigners." He seemed to have a low laugh helplessly, "My lord, you have a special status now, before Donghu makes any moves, you must be careful in the mansion."

Yang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, sir, I haven't forgotten that I am just a hostage now."

Yongan five years, October.

Zongzheng Temple Prison.

In the cells of Zongzheng Temple, most of the prisoners are royal family members, but they are not more comfortable than other places because of this. Most of the royal family members who can be imprisoned lose power, but are more likely to be trampled on than ordinary people. As soon as the prison door was opened, a sour and rotten air rushed in.

At the end of the cell is a separate small room. Although it is not as humid as the outside, it is still very cold, because there is basically no sunlight here, and there is only a skylight over the head, which is more than one foot square, and you can barely see the sunrise and sunset.The identity of the prisoner in this cell is quite special. Half a year ago, he was still the all-powerful Prince Mu, but now he has been reduced to a prisoner.

Footsteps suddenly sounded in the silent corridor. Except for the time of food delivery, there was almost no movement here. The person in the cell seemed to sense something. He stood up and looked towards the end of the corridor.

The jailer shouted from outside the iron fence: "Yang Dai, His Royal Highness King Mu is here, hurry up and salute!"

The prisoner sneered, and looked coldly at the current Highness Mu Wang behind him, only to see Yang Jue wearing a luxurious dress, half covering his nose with his sleeve, and said coldly: "Okay, you go down first."

The jailer immediately backed out in response.

"How is Big Brother doing here?" Yang Jue raised his eyes to look at the man behind the iron gate, and saw that he was thin and his clothes were dirty and smelly.

This is the mockery of the winner to the loser. It stands to reason that the one being mocked should show anger, unwillingness, or panic, but Yang Jue was disappointed to find that his elder brother had no expression on his face, insisting on saying something There seemed to be some sarcasm in his eyes.

"So it's the third younger brother," Yang Dai said coldly, "Today I'm in such a good mood that I actually came to visit me in the prison."

"Today is the eldest brother's birthday, and the younger brother came here to see you." Yang Jue sneered twice, covering his nose again, "The eldest brother always likes to be clean, and he stayed in this dirty and damp place for two months. It must have a bad taste."

Yang Dai was noncommittal, just looked at him.

"Instead of lingering on like this, it's better to be punished for the crime of treason, isn't it?"

"Third brother must be very disappointed not to see that I was killed in the city," Yang Dai chuckled, "Actually, I also find it strange that those people behind you should be eager to put me to death, why did they let me live until today. "

"Why, don't you think it's your useless henchmen who are running behind your back? To tell you the truth, those people who followed you are scattered and scattered, and they can't make any troubles long ago," Yang Jue said from Peeping at the elder brother's expression from the gap in the iron prison, "You can survive because of your fourth brother who is also a Donghu bastard. He begged Tuoba Xin to protect you, but that old fellow Tuoba Xin didn't know You can live for a few more years, big brother, I am worried that your life will not be long."

Yang Dai's complexion changed slightly, besides doubts, there was also a hint of fear, but he quickly calmed down the expression of surprise, and only asked: "Third brother must be very proud of getting the throne now?"

This question was asked knowingly, Yang Jue just snorted, as if he was too lazy to answer, but he changed the subject and asked sharply: "You handed over Zuo Xiaowei's military power?"

Yang Jue was stunned, and quickly said: "The sixteen guards are originally used to protect the royal family, and it is reasonable to return them to the imperial army."

Yang Dai sneered: "That's a good reason, how much painstaking effort did my father put into cultivating this guard, in the past few decades Jian'an City only knows Zuo Xiao Guard, not Habayashi Guard, it's true that you handed over this military power to others as soon as you succeeded to the throne. Generous."

Yang Jue felt guilty, but he still insisted: "We are ministers, what are we doing in the capital city, if we don't serve the court well, are we going to rebel?"

Yang Dai laughed again: "Idiot, there are so many princes in Jian'an City, there is no room for interjection in the court, why only Mu Wangfu has been in power for many years, isn't it because of the military power in our hands. After you succeed to the throne, Donghu must People won't take you seriously at all, the Northwest Army has nothing to do with Prince Mu's Mansion, and the only remaining Zuo Xiaowei is gone, Yang Jue, besides being attached to the family and King Yong, what else can you do for yourself? Save?"

Yang Jue couldn't refute a single word of what he said, he said angrily: "Stop putting on airs, didn't you end up in today's end because you held military power in your hands and didn't take the emperor and uncle seriously. You You want me to follow in your footsteps, dreaming! I am now the most proud nephew of the eldest uncle in the royal family. My cousin is an imperial concubine, and the royal family is very strong in the palace. The emperor and the eldest uncle have promised me to succeed the patriarch of the clan in the future position." He suddenly puffed up his chest, "When my father was around, I never served as the patriarch of the clan, but I did."

He had had enough of his elder brother's sarcastic tone, and he couldn't stand being looked down upon by him, so he was eager to use this incident to impress him.

Sure enough, Yang Dai stopped laughing, and he looked at his younger brother with some pity: "Patriarch of the royal family, is such an empty job enough for you? Didn't Yang Jie even seal you as Sikong? Don't you?" Seeing that Yang Jue's face became more and more stiff, he sighed, "Third Brother, you really have a leisurely life as a prince."

"Shut up!" Yang Jue was poked into a sore spot by him, and became furious, "You have been deposed as a commoner now, and you are still a prisoner, so what right do you have to criticize my affairs. Now I am a prince, and I have been bestowed by the emperor." , You can use a chariot of twelve to travel, with golden gravels to make up the beams and jade silk to pave the ground. There are thousands of people in the mansion for me to drive, accompanied by a hundred beautiful girls. Yang Dai, you have also been a prince for several years, Have you ever experienced these joys in the world?"

Yang Dai looked at him in a daze, and suddenly laughed loudly: "It turns out that this is your happiness in the world. Although the merchants on Yongping Street come from humble backgrounds, they are all rich in wealth. What you enjoy may not be as good as theirs. "He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the iron railing tightly, and shouted angrily at his younger brother, "As father's son, you hold the position of King Mu in your hand, and you are only satisfied with being drunk with gold and paper, and wasting your time on women. When my father was there, he could see the world every time he opened his eyes, but for you, you can only see your finely carved little palace, what difference is there from an ordinary rich man!"

Yang Jue seemed stunned by his reprimand, and had no room to defend himself, just stared at him blankly.

Yang Dai was quiet, then sighed again and said, "Third son, if I remember correctly, next month will be the anniversary of your mother's death. As a son of man, you only know about pleasure now, and you don't even care about your mother's death in vain. Are you willing to pursue it?"