"Emperor!" Yang Huajian struggled to sit up, his lips moving weakly.

Yang Zhong hurriedly walked over, intimately helped him up, and pretended to be sad: "Brother Jian, how can you say that you are sick, do you know how bad Shun's heart is now?" ”

At this moment, Yang Huajian's heart is contradictory, he is pretending to be sick, but he can't tell the truth now, offending the authority of the Son of Heaven and affecting everyone. So now he doesn't know what to do! Of course, all of this you may know in Yang Zhong's heart, he wants to lure Yang Huajian out, so his tone on his sad face became more gloomy: "Brother Jian, Shun has just ascended the throne and doesn't know how to govern the country at all, how chaotic the situation in the court is now, you are the only person Shun can trust, but you fall ill in bed like this, what is it good for you to let Shun?" Yang Zhong sighed bitterly and shook his head, vaguely making Hua Jian's heart feel a trace of heartache.

Yang Zhong clenched his hands, his face seemed to reveal the brotherly love for many years, only to hear Yang Zhong pleading: "Brother Jian, you must treat your illness well, get better, and in the future, you will assist Shun like the former emperor, okay?" ”

The prince's duplicitous words warmed Yang Huajian's heart, and a few tears of emotion flowed from the corners of his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhong patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, since Brother Jian is so sick, let's lie down and rest first, remember what Shun said to you." After speaking, Yang Zhong swallowed his breath and walked out of the room with a sigh of silence.

When he arrived outside the room, he didn't forget to remind Wuyue: "Sister-in-law, you must take care of King Chang'an." ”

Wuyue nodded silently, and after seeing Yang Zhong leave, she ran into the room as soon as possible, clenched her husband's hand, and her eyes were extremely serious: "What did the Holy Lord tell you just now, you tell me." Because Yang Huajian clearly knew his wife's thoughts in his heart, he responded with a "smirk": "It's nothing, as my younger brother, I hope that my cousin can recover well, so Ah Yue shouldn't think about it so much." ”

Wuyue put down her right hand and held her husband's thigh, at this moment Wuyue's face was also a little more sad and sad, of course, this is also sincerity from the heart: "Husband, no matter what the saint says today, you must not believe him!" ”

After finishing the errand, Yang Zhong returned to Yun'er's side. "Saint, how are you doing, how is Yang Huajian?" Xie Lingyun took his hand and asked.

I saw Yang Zhong Yang Tian smirked, waved his dragon sleeves, and sat comfortably on the dragon bed: "The words that Shun said to Yang Huajian were as if they were true, Yang Huajian was also moved to tears, which made Shun cry and laugh." ”

Xie Lingyun leaned on Yang Zhong's body enchantingly, and his fox-like body also smiled at the fox-like traitor: "How can the rare minister in the mouth of the emperor not be moved by the affectionate words of the saint, as long as Yang Huajian is forced to the court, then all this will be easy to do!" ”

In a blink of an eye, on the morning of the second day, Wuyue opened her eyes, but stretched out her hand, but she never touched her husband, at this moment, she was anxious, and quickly turned to the side, but found that her husband was no longer in bed, she quickly put on her clothes and called the people outside the door: "Let me ask you, where did our Jianye go?" ”

Looking at Madame's anxious face, the subordinate didn't dare to tell a lie: "Madame Hui, His Royal Highness the King of Chang'an went to the court early this morning." ”

"What?" Wuyue was suddenly surprised.

The subordinate used an emphatic tone, "Your Highness also specially instructed that you must not let your subordinates disturb you, so the little ones are ......" Wuyue Chang exhaled and waved his hands weakly: "I know, you guys go down first!" ”

Then, she covered her chaotic heartbeat, making one sound after another, she blushed her cheeks bitterly, and said heavily, "Suffered." I really suffered. ”

When Yang Hong; Qiu Jie; He Qing, when they saw Yang Huajian appear in the imperial court, their expressions were completely stunned, and under the secret, especially Yang Hong's embarrassed face, if you look closely, it is impossible to describe it in words.

At this time, Yang Zhong began to pretend to care about the king of Chang'an: "Brother Jian, it is really an honor for you to appear in this court again, and Shun is still worried that Brother Jian's illness will really not be cured!" After saying that, he smiled bitterly!

"Back to the emperor, Weichen's fear of heat was a heart disease when he was young, and now that this heart disease is solved, the disease will be solved naturally!" Then, Yang Huajian knelt on one knee in a moment, respectfully clenched his fists, and showed the most sincere eyes: "The emperor, the minister is guilty, please ask the emperor to surrender!"

In fact, Yang Zhong had already wanted to pull out the blade in his heart and chop his cousin to pieces. It's just that the time is not ripe yet, so I can only use false excuses to embarrass and personally pull Yang Huajian up: "Brother Jian, what are you talking about." Although we are not brothers, you have been a good cousin since childhood, and Shun can see that your illness can get better, and Shun will be relieved. Hurry up! ”

Yang Huajian nodded, and said words of gratitude, Yang Zhong held his shoulder, his seemingly serious and sincere eyes, as if some subordinates under the court, felt the deep brotherhood, but unfortunately, this is just their saint playing on the spot, it's just a sentence from Yang Zhong: "Good brother!" Suddenly Yang Huajian's kind heart hurt! He silently stared at the former ridiculous prince, as if he had a stomach full of inner words to be revealed.

At this time, Yang Zhong brushed the dragon sleeves, used the momentum of the emperor, and sat back on the dragon chair, he glanced at the ministers under the court, and said loudly: "Everyone, Aiqing." Since the death of Shun's father, the ethnic minorities in the frontier may not be able to bear it again, so Shun has to choose a talented and trustworthy person who can go to Yigang and govern this frontier for Shun! Saying this, he suddenly looked at the king of Chang'an: "Brother Jian, only the trust is worthy of the most popular candidate of Shun, I don't know what you Aiqing thinks?"

At this moment, the subordinates under the court realized the true intention of the saint, but most of them were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they were all intimidated by Yang Zhong's eyes, and no one dared to stand up and say the word "unallowed", everyone shouted in unison: Emperor Shengming!

At this time, the sorrow in the hearts of Yang Hong and Qiu Jie was a little more, and only the two of them dared to stand up under this court, with sincerity: "Emperor Chao, please let the ministers and others also go to the frontier to serve the emperor!"

However, how could Yang Zhong agree to their request, so he must have refused with a smile: "Two Aiqing, there are other important things to be handed over to the two of you in the future, and it is enough to let the King of Chang'an go alone to govern the frontier!"

Finally, "King Chang'an, you will be named the general of Zhenguan, and after the birthday of the emperor is over in two months, you can go to the frontier." ”

After returning home, Yangzhong frantically smashed the gold and silver jewelry, which was simply angry, and he was careless, and almost hurt Yun'er who had just come out. However, this made Yang Zhong put down his hand, he took the soft hand of Lingyun and blew a breath. looked at it carefully: "How about Yun'er, Shun didn't hurt you, right?"

Xie Lingyun shook his head, he smiled: "The slave is fine, it's just that the emperor is like this, look at you so angry?"

Yang Zhong said bitterly: "You don't know, Shun saw the ghost of King Chang'an in the court, and Shun hated it breathlessly." There are also the so-called important ministers in the mouth of the former emperor, they are really good lackeys of King Chang'an, It's all this time, and they still want to be with King Chang'an! Yang Zhong slapped the dragon table fiercely and killed: "If it weren't for the court, those stubborn old ministers and the soldiers under the King of Chang'an who were not afraid of death would have put him in prison on the first day of his ascension to the throne, how could he stand in front of Shun unharmed!"

This Lingyun slept in Yang Huajian's arms, and said intimately: "The emperor is angry, although you can't break the body of the king of Chang'an into ten thousand pieces right now, maybe it's not a good thing to torture him slowly like this?" Since those lackeys of the King of Chang'an want to play with Chang'an so much, then we will fulfill them and die together in the future. ”

Yang Zhong touched Xie Lingyun's lips and smiled happily: "What Yun'er said is extremely true, so what do you think Shun should do next?"

Xie Lingyun leaned into the ear of King Chang'an and whispered something. In the end, he lowered his voice again: "The slave maid thinks that after the king of Chang'an leaves Beijing, the emperor should find a way to get Hua Nie out of the prison as soon as possible, after all, he is the person you can really trust, isn't he?"

After Yang Huajian returned home, he quarreled with his wife for the first time, and she looked at Wuyue with an ugly face: "Lady, you listen to my explanation!"

With bitter tears in her eyes, Wuyue shook her head and said firmly: "I don't listen, I tell you not to believe in the hypocrisy of the saint, but why did you become so stupid?"

"Wuyue, seeing the appearance of the saint, do you know how embarrassed this king is, besides, the saint also sincerely hopes for it...... Wuyue snatched his words and forced herself to complain in pain: "How do you still understand that the Holy Lord is deceiving you, he is trying to kill you, do you know?" How could I, a witty and intelligent husband, become so stupid? ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Huajian's tone became more firm: "Even if the saint really thinks so, for the sake of the people of the world."

I can't pretend to be sick either! ”

Hearing this, Wuyue suddenly quieted down, as the descendant of the Holy Maiden, she thought a lot at this moment, she gave up the idle quarrel, and took the initiative to take her husband's hand: "If you want to go, let me go with you!"

Yang Huajian kissed her cheek and shook his head slightly: "Fool, how can you go to the frontier with this king, our children still need you to take care of them!"