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"Father, Rong'er called you." Yang Xuangan reminded Yang Su in a sad and angry whisper.

Yang Su hurriedly lowered his head, put his ear to his grandson's mouth, sighed, and said, "What do you want to say to grandpa?" ”

"To the grandchildren...... Avenge! Yang Rong spit out these four words with difficulty.

Yang Su nodded heavily, and said word by word: "Rong'er, don't worry, grandpa will avenge you!" ”

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In the early morning of the second day, Yang Lihua woke up from the quilt with the smell of Wang Junlin in a little daze, opened her eyes, rubbed them, and prepared to get up, but found that her waist was a little sore, and then she remembered the madness of last night, her face was slightly shy, and there was an aftertaste of spring in her eyes.

The maid came over with a sweet smile and saluted, and then was about to help her get up and wash and dress up, when Yang Lihua came back to her senses and exclaimed, "Ah! What about people? ”

The maid asked curiously, "Who?" ”

Yang Lihua's expression returned to normal, and she said casually: "Wan'er! Did you hear anything last night? ”

"Back to the princess, the slave didn't hear any sound last night, and the slave didn't feel that she slept very sweetly last night, and she slept sweeter than ever." The maid replied earnestly.

Yang Lihua remembered that Wang Junlin had said that his poison had a calming effect, and now it seems to be true.

She nodded and didn't speak, and walked to the window, with her long black hair hanging straight down to her hips, and she looked very beautiful in a pretty white robe. She looked out the window, but found that there was no sign of the man, and she couldn't help but wonder if she had just had a dream yesterday, a dream that she wanted to become a reality.

"Your Highness!" The old eunuch Mo walked in at some point, and stood five steps behind the princess.

"Mo Lao! Hang that candle dragon's eye on a rabbit, and then let the rabbit eat and drink well, don't get sick, and see what happens to it after a month. Yang Lihua thought for a while, and said with a somewhat complicated expression.

Mo Jiuhan was stunned for a moment and said, "The old slave has written it down." ”

Yang Lihua turned around, looked at Mo Jiuhan, and said solemnly: "From now on, let the Nighthawk keep an eye on the Yueguo Mansion and the Changping Palace, no matter how big or small, provide a piece of information every day and send it to Wang Junlin." ”

"The old slave understands." A hint of inexplicable meaning flashed in Mo Jiuhan's eyes, and he nodded silently for a moment in agreement, "Your Highness, Your Majesty wants to use Wang Junlin to deal with the family gate, why don't we simply burn a fire and let Wang Junlin avenge the first emperor's family......"

"Shut up!" Without waiting for Mo Jiuhan to finish speaking, Yang Lihua interrupted him sharply.

Mo Jiuhan seemed to have expected it, sighed secretly, and continued: "Naturally, we will not target Your Majesty, the first imperial family was not killed by Your Majesty, but by Wu Jianzhang, Gao Gong, Yang Lin, He Ruobi, Yu Juluo, Qiu Rui, Han Baohu, Ding Yanping, Yang Su, these nine old thieves and Dugu Gate Valve. So ......"

Yang Lihua didn't interrupt Mo Jiuhan's words this time, but after listening to it, she was silent for a long time.

Mo Jiuhan was not wrong, it was Gao Gong and other nine old thieves and Dugu Gate Valve who killed his husband's family, but these people all listened to their father's words, and although his father was now afraid of the growing power of these old thieves and Dugu Gate Lords, he just wanted to use the hand of Wang Junlin to weaken these gate valve families, and he did not necessarily want to really kill these old thieves.

Mo Jiuhan waited for a while, and saw that Yang Lihua still didn't make up his mind in the end, so he quietly retreated with an unwilling face.

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The Great Sui is currently a small dynasty in two days and a large dynasty in January.

Today is the time of the small dynasty, and just last night, the palace sent a decree to the Jin palace overnight, so that Wang Junlin would meet with the pilgrimage today.

Imperial relatives such as Yang Zhao in the small dynasty do not need to participate, unless they serve in the court, and Yang Zhao is too obese, Yang Jian let him recuperate at home, so he does not take any official position.

Before dawn, Wang Junlin left the Jin Palace, taking Zhan Peng and the other three guards. After tossing and turning for most of the night last night, but without alerting anyone, he returned to his room in the Jin Palace, Wang Junlin practiced the nameless exercises for an hour, and his mental and physical strength returned to normal.

There is still more than half an hour before dawn, so the capital market is quiet, a cold crescent moon is still hanging in the sky, the sound of horses' hooves is particularly crisp, Wang Junlin and his party of five horses through the four square gates, only came to Suzaku Street, there are only soldiers patrolling the street on the street, no other officials have walked by.

After checking their identities, the sergeants of the Terracotta Division saluted in unison, and then ignored them, if they were senior officers of the second rank or above, there would be sergeants carrying huge lanterns to open the way in front.

The palace of the Great Sui is the inheritance of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, located in the north of the city of Daxing, built by the mountain, Wang Junlin needs to pass through most of the Daxing City to arrive, since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty faced the south and the north to live was once the royal privilege, but during the Northern and Southern Dynasties Lile once almost collapsed, this royal privilege also faded, and the ordinary people lived in the north house and no one would care.

There were more and more cars and horses on the street, and Wang Junlin behaved very low-key and modest, regardless of whether the officials were big or small, they all took the initiative to be polite, which attracted the favor of some officials.

When the imperial city arrived, he saw from a distance that the lights at the door were bright, and the crowds were surging, bowing to each other, chatting and laughing, and they were harmonious, but Wang Junlin knew that under the surface of the harmony, there were countless swords and swords in the making, perhaps waiting for the early dynasty to make trouble.

Wang Junlin is a military attaché, when he came to the imperial city, almost all the civil officials in front of him, seeing Wang Junlin wearing a six-grade scarlet robe, carrying a sword representing the identity of the military attache around his waist, but he was young and handsome, which attracted many people to inquire one after another, but few people knew him, thinking that he was the noble son of a certain family lord, until the arrival of Yang Su, the Duke of Yueguo, everyone knew that this temperament and appearance were more like a young military general of a civil official, and it turned out to be the famous drug general Wang Junlin.

"Xiaguan Wang Junlin has seen Lord Guogong." Seeing Yang Su walking towards him with a frosty face, Wang Junlin intervened and saluted, his movements were meticulous, his face was expressionless, and he looked a little indifferent, but the etiquette was impeccable.

When Yang Su stood three steps in front of Wang Junlin with a murderous face, all the officials within ten steps of Wang Junlin flashed to the side as fast as they could.

Yang Su's eyes were like lightning and knives, cold and abnormal, he had been in a high position for many years, and he held the power of countless lives to kill, coupled with the invisible majesty cultivated by the commander of the army for decades, emanating and enveloping Wang Junlin. And Wang Junlin did not shy away from looking at Yang Su, his expression did not change in the slightest, he was always calm and calm, which attracted many people to secretly admire, thinking that it was worthy of being a poison general who poisoned tens of thousands of people with a bucket and burned tens of thousands of people with a fire.

Yang Su finally narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, didn't say anything, and turned his head to leave.

"King's Landing, why did you get a military attache to the civil service?" Wang Junlin looked at Yang Su's back, thoughtful, and suddenly heard the sound of a carriage coming behind him, and then the voice of Changsun Sheng came.

Wang Junlin's heart warmed, and he turned to salute Changsun Sheng, who pulled Wang Junlin to the side of the military attache team, and said to him: "The old man introduced you to a few elders, all of whom have experienced the battle of life and death with the old man, as well as your master, Yu Dadudu, and you must not be rude." ”

Wang Junlin hurriedly said yes respectfully, and hurriedly kept up with Changsun Sheng's pace.

"This is your Uncle Han, the old man's friend of life and death, and now he is not in good health, I heard that your kid will also have a good medical skill, I will give you Uncle Han a good look another day!" A burly old man with a slightly dark complexion, who was three points similar to Han Ziliang, the Eagle Yang Lang of Tianshui County, whom Wang Junlin had seen, was looking at Wang Junlin with a smile.

Wang Junlin immediately understood that this was Shangzhu Guohan Capture Tiger, who was ranked fourth in the list of top ten generals, and the great master of the merit breaking period was not much weaker than his master Yu Juluo.

Wang Junlin didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed to worship, these people are all fine characters, and it can be seen at a glance that compared to saluting Yang Su just now, Wang Junlin is sincere in visiting and saluting at this time.

Han Baohu looked very easy-going, helped Wang Junlin up and down, and said: "In the big battle last year, if you hadn't cut off the Turkic grain and grass and burned Shuiquanguan, my son Liang might have died in Jincheng, how could he still have his founding earldom." So, counting it, our old Han family still owes you a favor. ”

"Uncle Han has won the award, when the younger generation just came out of the mountain, he was once threatened by the villain to life and death, thanks to General Ziliang who came forward to help the younger generation get out of trouble, and the younger generation also became General Ziliang's personal soldier, and then had great military exploits. A few days ago, when the junior came from the northwest, he passed by Tianshui County, and General Ziliang also asked the junior to bring something to Uncle Han, and the junior was preparing to visit him in person today. Wang Junlin was talking in his mouth, but he couldn't connect the kind old man in front of him with the fierce and brutal Han Baohu in "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" for a while, because now this heroic man is hunched up, his face is a little pale, and he coughs lightly from time to time, Wang Junlin remembers that after Yang Jian's death in the original history, Han Baohu died immediately after, so this one can't live for three years.

How could Han Baohu know what Wang Junlin was thinking in his heart, at this time, when he heard Wang Junlin's words, a light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the smile on his face became even stronger: "Okay, after the next dynasty, the old man will wait for you in the house today." ”

Although Wang Junlin did not have a family gate lord behind him, and now he is only a border city guard with only 5,000 men and horses, but since his appearance, he has made great achievements and deeds in the past year, not only giving him a great reputation, but also making the world's powerful people realize that this young man is an extremely powerful, even terrifying figure. Otherwise, Emperor Sui would not have chosen him to fight with the gate valve family.

Especially Wang Junlin's poisonous name, no matter who it is, if it is not necessary, he will never want to have a bad relationship with him, not to mention that everyone knows that after today's court meeting, Wang Junlin's title and official position will inevitably be greatly improved again.

PS: I'm very sorry, today the editor asked me to write the film and television copyright of this book to push the information, to see if I can touch a shit luck, sell a film and television copyright, so that I can sell a house in Lanzhou, so this matter has been busy for a day, so that not only is it more late, but only these two more, I'm embarrassed to ask you for a cheer and a monthly pass, I'm very sorry, I owe a change, I will try to find time to pay it back, that is to say, there will be four more days.