See His Royal Highness the Prince! Yang Yong got off the boat, and Chi County Ling hurriedly led the crowd to greet him.

"Excuse me!"

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince!"

"Xu Gui, why are you?" Chi County ordered him to come together, and Yang Shi suddenly exclaimed.

"It's the lower official, the lower official meets Lord Yang." Xu Gui respectfully saluted Yang Shi, and then arched his hand in the direction of Lu Mulin: "Xiaguan meets Master Lu!" ”

This Xu Gui was one of the dozens of orphans taken in by Yang Yong at the beginning, and now these people, some have joined the army, some have become magistrates, and a few have become Beijing officials, their highest official positions are only five grades, but most of them are real power figures, although this Xu Gui only has seven grades, he is also the head of a county, and he is considered medium among dozens of people.

Different from Yang Shi's surprise, Lu Mulin was obviously very calm, and he had long known that Xu Gui was Chi County Order, and every one of these orphans back then would pay attention to the East Palace, if there was no care from the East Palace, orphans like them who had no family to rely on, even if they were all-round talents in civil and military affairs, and they had entered the official career, they were still small officials for decades.

"Your Highness, Weichen has ordered someone to set up a banquet in the best restaurant in the county, please move your Highness!" Xu Gui suppressed his excitement and came to Yang Yong, for them, the orphans back then, the prince was not only their savior, but also the benefactor who changed the fate of their lives, no matter how to repay it.

It's just that since they came to the place, most people haven't met the prince again, and they dream of going to Beijing to visit the prince every year, but they don't have the opportunity. When Xu Gui received the news that the prince was sailing north along the Yellow River, he was still worried about whether the prince would stay in the pool, but now that his dream has come true, Xu Gui has already been very excited in his heart.

Yang Yong nodded slightly to Xu Gui: "Okay, lead the way." ”

Mianchi County is basically hilly and mountainous, the north is the Dongkun Mountain as the main mountainous area, the south is the Xishan Mountain as the main hilly area, and the central part is the Jianhe Basin, which can be used for farming, if it is dependent on grain production alone. Michi will undoubtedly be a poor county,

However, because of the benefits of the Yellow River, there are Jianhe River, Hongyang River and Jiankou River in the territory, and the waterways are vertical and horizontal. In recent years, with the development of the textile industry in Beijing, countless cotton and raw silk have to go upriver through the Yellow River. It was transported to the capital, and the cotton cloth and silk woven in the capital had to be sold to various places through the Yellow River waterway, and many passing ships had to rest and sharpen here. Michi is prosperous.

Walking on Chi Street, you can see restaurants on both sides of the street, and passing merchants abound. Ordinary pedestrians are also wearing silk shoes. It seems that the county is rich.

Xu Gui led Yang Yong and his entourage to one of the largest restaurants. This restaurant has three floors, if it is in the afterlife. The three-story small building is not a high-rise building at all, but at this time, this small building seems to stand out from the crowd, if it is higher, it will be violated.

This building has already been chartered by Xu Gui, the county lord wants to charter the building, the boss naturally does not dare to refuse, Yang Yong sat down on the highest third floor, saw the bustling pedestrians on the street, and couldn't help nodding and praised: "Xu Gui, well done, this palace remembers that when you first took over, this pool was still an inferior county, and now you can evaluate the county." ”

At the beginning of the Sui Dynasty, the county was divided into nine grades according to the number of household registrations, and after the restoration of the two-level system of counties and counties, the county changed from nine to four grades, which were upper, middle, lower middle, and lower four, and the upper county order was six products, and the middle and lower county orders were seven products, and the middle or lower counties were only from the seventh grade and the eighth grade. However, regardless of the size and rank of the county, the governor of the county government is called the prefectural order.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Chi was just rated as a middle county last year, but in a few years, Wechen is confident that Chi will become a high county." Xu Gui was greatly moved, but he didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to remember him all the time, and his voice was almost choked.

"According to your political achievements, it is more than enough to be promoted to the history of the county magistrate, or the county Sima is more than enough, but although the county Sima and the county magistrate are six grades, there are too many restrictions on the top, if you can really promote the pool to the upper county, there will be more than one of the lower county guards at that time."

"Your Highness, rest assured, Weichen will definitely live up to His Highness's love."

"Okay, this palace should missee you, do a good job, there is a county of talents, this palace will be entrusted to a county, there is a county of talents, this palace will be entrusted to a county, maybe decades later, Xu Aiqing will be the marquis and worship the prime minister, and the name will remain in history."

Yang Yong's words will be said in later generations, it will only become empty words, clichés, but Xu Gui at this time was moved to repeat, His Royal Highness said that I can be a marquis and worship the prime minister, if I can't do it, it will be to live up to His Royal Highness's high expectations.

"If you want to be poor, go to the next level." Yang Guang took the pen and wrote two sentences on the rice paper in the new place in the south of the Yangtze River, and at the same time read it again in his mouth, Teng got up, picked up his poems on the table, tore them to shreds, and muttered to himself: "The eldest brother's poetry is a hundred times better than me, only two sentences are comparable to a hundred poems written by this king, a thousand poems, what's the use of keeping these things?" ”

With the recitation of the guards when the official ship was resting, the four quatrains written by the prince on the Yellow River spread rapidly as if they had grown wings, and the prince's new poems had been known to the world before the prince returned to Beijing.

"Why is the prince bothered?" A crisp female voice like a yellow warbler sounded, a beauty came, came in for about two years, beautiful eyes, shoulders exposed a piece of snow-white skin like fat, saw the ground scattered broken paper, the beauty hurriedly bent over

Lost color exclaimed: "Isn't this the prince's favorite poem, what is it today?"

"Murong Yan, if you don't pretend to be pretentious, this king won't believe that you don't know why this king tore up his own poems." Yang Guang said angrily.

Whether it is the emperor, the queen or the minister, they all know that the king of Jin has always been a bad woman, except for the concubine Xiao who the queen personally selected for him, he has never accepted a side concubine, and the strange thing is that the woman who entered the study of the king of Jin today is not the princess of Jin, but a woman named Murong Yan.

Hearing Yang Guang's words, the woman's eyes darkened: "Lord Wang, you are wrong to blame the slave family, if the slave family knows, how can you ask the prince?" Murong Yan's voice was extremely delicate, as if Yang Guang's words just now had caused her to suffer unspeakable grievances.

Seeing Murong Yan's expression, Yang Guang secretly scolded: "Demon girl." Although this woman is beautiful, she has thorns all over her body, which is the conclusion that Yang Guang got after suffering many losses, if you describe it as a flower. At the moment, Murong Yan is undoubtedly a beautiful rose, although people want to pick it all the time, but they are afraid of hurting their hands.

"If you want to be poor, go to the next level. Good poems, I didn't expect the prince's poems to be so clever, no wonder I didn't see the poems I wrote before. ”

"Murong Yan, what do you mean by this, it is obviously the prince's poem, and you are on this king. Is it to deliberately mock this king? Yang Guang finally couldn't bear to shout.

"Lord, is this the prince's poem, the slave family really doesn't know, the slave family still thinks that the prince wrote a good sentence with a thought. The slave family apologized to the prince, and the prince had a large number of them, presumably the prince would not take it to heart. Murong Yan's mouth opened slightly, and she said in surprise.

Yang Guang's face softened. Thinking that Murong Yan had stayed in the Jin Palace's Mansion for more than ten days, maybe she really didn't know, but she was wrong to blame, looking at Murong Yan's delicate face and the large snow-white skin exposed on her shoulders. I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, quickly turned my head, and took out a piece of fine rice paper and spread it on the table. Thinking hard in the head. How can I write a poem that can be compared to my eldest brother?

A wisp of fragrance entered Yang Guang's nose. Yang Guang glanced sideways, and Murong Yan was already close to him. is grinding ink for him, her posture is elegant, full of everyone's beautiful temperament, such a woman, perhaps only Zhong Jiangnan Shenxiu's woman can be compared. The princess and Murong Yan happen to be the most outstanding beauties in the south and the north, and if they can have them at the same time, it will not be in vain in this life.

If he officially accepted her as a concubine, there might be no problem, but thinking of passing the queen mother's pass, Yang Guang retreated, he stayed away from the capital, and he could still get the praise of the queen mother, isn't it just that he has been respecting Concubine Xiao and Concubine Xiao all these years, if he suddenly wants to accept a concubine, his previous patience is equal to waste, and Murong Yan and his own princess are like sisters, if she is accepted as a concubine, will it cause disgust among his wife and cause discord between husband and wife? The queen mother is getting angry because of Mrs. Xuanhua, if the news of the disharmony between the king of Jin and his wife comes out at this time, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to get the favor of the queen mother.

It's a pity that if you don't officially accept Murong Yan as a concubine, it is impossible to get her, and she has skillfully avoided her several times, which makes her heart itch secretly.

"The south of the Yangtze River is good, the scenery is old, the sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring comes to the river...... Hey, Lord Wang, do you want to go to Jiangnan? ”

Murong Yan's exclamation interrupted Yang Guangdi's contemplation, Yang Guang hurriedly looked at the rice paper, it was not the poem "Remembering Jiangnan" written by the prince, Yang Guang threw down the pen in a dejected manner, grabbed the words written on the table and was about to tear it off, a plain hand reached over and held Yang Guang's big hand down: "Lord Wang, the words on this paper can be torn off, how can the words in the prince's heart be torn off?" ”

"What do you mean? By the way, what did you mean when you said that this king was thoughtful? Yang Guang first asked coldly, feeling that Murong Yan's hands were extremely tender, but the latter sentence was a great decline.

Murong Yan withdrew her hand and gently brushed her hair, this action made Murong Yan extremely soft and charming, and Yang Guang was stunned.

With a snort, Murong Yan laughed: "It's nothing, it's just that the slave family is thinking, if the prince wants to go to the next level, then he can only be the prince, but I didn't expect this poem to be written by the prince, and the prince is on the next level, so what is it?" ”

"The prince is on a higher level, naturally the emperor, the prince is the prince, after the father and the emperor for a thousand years, the throne is naturally the prince sitting, okay, you don't have to sow discord, this king knows that you and your brother have a deep relationship, blame your brother's death on the prince's head, the prince is just carrying out military orders, if your brother was a subordinate of the king at the time, committed such a big crime, this king will not hesitate to order beheading, this king and the prince are still brothers of the same father and mother, blood is thicker than water, how can you understand the brotherly feelings of this king and the prince, In the future, I will not make up my mind here with this king. Yang Guang's words were extremely cold, and the temperature in the study seemed to drop suddenly. Even though it's July, it's still chilly.

Murong Yan didn't care, and stretched out her little hand to cover her small mouth: "Why is the prince so excited, the slave family didn't say anything bad about the prince, let alone provoke the relationship between the prince's brothers, if the prince has no ghosts in his heart, why bother to tell the difference?" ”

"Joke, this king is doing right, sitting upright, what is there

Go out to this king. ”

"Go out, go out, huh, what's the big deal." Murong Yan shook her hair, raised her head, twisted her waist like a weak willow and walked out of the study, walked out of the door, and smiled again: "The prince has a deep brotherly relationship, but it is only useful if others believe it, if others don't believe it." What about brothers? If you want to be poor and go to the next level, yes, the prince has been doing it for fifteen years, and he will be a little impatient, I'm afraid he can't wait to ascend the throne. ”

"What do you mean? You're coming back to make it clear? Yang Guang was angry, he didn't think that this woman would still not give up, if it weren't for her good-looking and good friends with the princess. With this sentence, he can cut her with a knife.

"Didn't the prince let the slave family go out, the slave family wants to see Sister Xiao, and today Sister Xiao wants to teach the slave family embroidery in Jiangnan. If Sister Xiao knows that the slave family is in the study of the prince's land, I am afraid it will be unclear. After speaking, Murong Yan walked in the direction of Concubine Xiao without looking back.

"Enchantress." Yang Guang muttered to himself, but Murong Yan's words just now sounded in his ears again: "Brotherhood is only useful if others believe in it...... The crown prince has been in office for fifteen years. Somewhat impatient......"

"Big brother, do you really believe these brothers, poems are based on Mingzhi, and such poems also flow out. Big brother, are you open-minded, or do you do it on purpose, your father is over fifty years old. You must have been the prince for too long, as the demon girl said. Are you impatient to wait? Bah! Bah! Bah! Why does this king want to do this, now this king has a heavy army in Bingzhou. Nothing short of it? ”

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang." A voice interrupted Yang Guangdi's thoughts, Yang Guang calmed down, looked at a young man with a long body standing at the door of the study, and hurriedly smiled: "It's Xiao Yu, what's the matter with looking for this king?" ”

Xiao Yu is just over 20 years old this year, is Concubine Xiao's favorite younger brother, when Concubine Xiao first married into the Jin Palace, Xiao Yu was not yet ten years old, which is equivalent to growing up in the Jin Palace, until he married a wife and had children, Xiao Yu did not move out of the Jin Palace, Xiao Yu's wife is a noble daughter in the Dugu family, the two families are equal to kissing each other, and Xiao Yu himself is smart and studious, Yang Guang entrusted him with important responsibilities, and now he is the counselor of the Jin Palace.

"Lord Wang, did you have something to do with Master Zhang just now?"

"Master Zhang, you're talking about Zhang Heng, no, what's wrong?" Yang Guang was puzzled.

Xiao Yu paused, as if there was something unspeakable, Yang Guang was suddenly displeased: "Xiao Yu, this king is your brother-in-law, that is, your local relative, what else do you need to do?" ”

"This ...... Lord, then I'll say it. ”

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"Xia Guan saw Zhang Heng standing at the door of the study just now, as if he was eavesdropping, and Zhang Heng left when Miss Murong came out, and when he met Xia Guan, he looked flustered, and explained to Xia Guan that the prince had just summoned him."

"What, is that really the case?" Yang Guangda was taken aback, Zhang Heng was the head of the palace, and he usually trusted him very much, and he heard that Zhang Heng dared to eavesdrop on his conversation with others, which was repaid.

Xiao Yu nodded heavily: "Lord Wang, if you talk about the relationship, Lord Zhang, the housekeeper, has been following the prince for a longer time than my sister, if it wasn't too suspicious just now, how dare the lower officials talk nonsense?" ”

"Good, good!" Yang Guang was just disturbed by Murong Yan, and when he heard the betrayal of the person he trusted, he couldn't help but be furious: "Xiao Yu, brother-in-law gave you a task, do you see if you can complete it?" ”

"If the prince has something, just tell me."

"From today on, you give me a good eye on Zhang Heng, his every move must be reported to this king, this king has a look, what kind of bear-hearted leopard gall this Zhang Heng has eaten, and he dares to betray this king."

"Don't worry, the lower officials promise to complete the task, if there is nothing to do, he will resign."

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute."

Xiao Yu hurriedly turned around: "Lord Wang, what's the matter?" ”

"Don't tell your sister about Miss Murong in the king's study just now."

Xiao Yu showed a knowing smile: "Don't worry, my sister is my sister, the prince's affairs, and the lower officials will not leak half a sentence." ”

"Alright, you go down." Seeing Xiao Yu's mysterious smile on his lips, Yang Guang had the heart to refute a few words, he didn't eat mutton at all and just caused a commotion, but the more he refuted such a thing, the more indistinguishable he became, not to mention that the other party was still his brother-in-law, so he had to dispel his thoughts.

"Zhang Heng, no matter what reason you eavesdropped on this king's conversation, if you find evidence of your betrayal of this king, you have only one way to die." Yang Guang thought hatefully, and at the same time he was confused in his heart, he had treated Zhang Heng well all these years, who could instruct Zhang Heng to betray him?

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