Women should be pretty, filial piety.

In Li Longji's eyes, the third aunt at this time is the incomparable pretty woman, weak and pitiful.

"Slave, thank you Supreme ......"

Before half of the squatting ceremony was completed, Yang Yuyao was pulled into her arms, she leaned on the other party's shoulder, and cried out "hum".

"Third aunt, I didn't go to see you, I really can't get out, why did I lose weight like this, no matter how sad I am, I have to eat, you are like this, it makes me feel distressed."

"It's okay, the Supreme must not worry about the slave's body."

The more sensible Yang Yuyao is, the more he feels pity, but he can't do anything, because Yang Yuyao is not a palace that enters alone.

"The slave has seen the Supreme."

Mrs. Yang Yujin of South Korea and Mrs. Yang Yuzhu of Qin Guo only turned a blind eye to the intimate actions of the two and bowed to him.

"Auntie, eighth aunt, they're all here."

Li Longji let go of her and called the two up, Yang Yuyao put away her sorrow, and sat down with the two sisters in the next position, at this hour, their little sister had not woken up yet.

In the year and year, the third aunt is in the mourning period again, and the three of them enter the palace together, it is definitely not idle, Li Longji knows it, of course he will not break it, and he is patient to play with them, even if it is a change of mind, it is very relaxed and happy.

“...... Listen to the king of Anjun said, the east of the people hunted a pure white tiger, got a piece of intact skin, bent on dedicating to the lady, the car should pass Luoyang, at most three or four days can arrive in Beijing, I really want to see, what a scene. ”

"Yes, I heard that this white tiger is rare to meet in a hundred years, and it was born at this time, which is auspicious and auspicious."

Yang Yuzhu also praised, Li Longji quietly glanced at the third aunt's face, and found that her expression was faint, and there was a taste of irrelevance, and said with a smile.

"An Lushan has always been diligent, he said that he should have been invited to see him in the next few days, but it turned out to be this reason, it is rare for him to work hard, auntie, what did he promise you? It's also a good leather? ”

Yang Yujin covered his mouth and replied with a light smile: "Supreme Wisdom, he said that there is also a blue fox skin, which is also an extremely rare treasure, just on the day of the ceremony, making a shawl with the slave girl will definitely add a little color." ”

Li Longji smiled on his face, but he joked in his mouth: "Auntie said that she was joking, Li Jiao was fortunate to marry her, how many people can't ask for it, where can I use such vulgar things, is Li Li not good to her?" Speak up, and I will teach him a lesson. ”

"No, no." Yang Yujin hurriedly waved her hand and denied: "The two of them are fine, and the day before yesterday they were still saying that they were going to enter the palace to greet the Supreme." ”

"There is no need to ask for peace, let them live a good life, have an heir earlier, and come to me to report good news."

The words of the Son of Heaven made her heart sink, but she didn't dare to show half a point on her face, so she laughed for a while, Li Longji glanced at Yang Yuyao, but she never said a word, and she couldn't figure out what they meant.

Pei Hui's death broke most of the marriage between the Prince's Mansion and the Yang family, and Yang Yuyao protected the county lord of Yanguang, which he was happy to see, but when he saw it today, the Guangping princess Cui who married into the prince's mansion obviously had a lot of complaints, plus the eldest son of Yang Yuzhu, the wife of Qin, and the county lord of Changqing, so as soon as he made a connection, the answer was about to come out.

"Third aunt, An Lushan, have you ever been to your mansion and visited one or two?"

Yang Yuyao glanced at him, her coquettish eyes were still full of tears, and Li Longji's heart suddenly jumped.

"He didn't come, but he just sent Da Lang to the door, the slave was afraid that he would touch the scene, so he didn't stay long, besides, in the case of the slave, any good thing is a waste, or leave it with the eldest mother, the eighth mother and the lady."

Li Longji was slightly stunned: "An Qingzong? ”

"Have you forgotten, his inner man, has been dead for more than a year?"

Yang Yuyao's words made him remember, stroked his forehead and said: "The third aunt didn't say it, I really forgot, his son died in childbirth, it is indeed a little unfortunate, fortunately, his old son returned to Beijing, and then Zhang Luo's family affairs, famous families in Beijing, you can choose, more than a year, it should be continued." ”

"But isn't it, the slaves and others are brothers and sisters with him, and the eldest man of his family is also a nephew, seeing him like this, he has to take care of one or two, but unfortunately there is no daughter of the right age in the clan, and he may not be able to look down on ordinary people, so it is better to let the Supreme be the master."

Yang Yujin's words made him suddenly realize, he thought he was speaking for the prince, but he never thought that it was An Lushan, it was not a big deal to ask for a clan girl to marry for his eldest son, there were many heirs around him, and among the children and grandchildren, there were not a few women of the right age, but if this was the case, would the three sisters need one-time labor to enter the palace?

Li Longji smiled faintly: "You must have a candidate, but I don't know which house is Jia'er?" ”

Yang Yujin and the sisters glanced at each other, but she still spoke: "If you can work supremely, how can it be another family." ”

Li Longji was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, the candidate they said turned out to be the worm girl!

At the foot of the Kunshan Mountain, on the shore of the Yellow River, a convoy from Xiaxian is walking on a narrow mountain road.

The convoy consisted of one hundred and fifty horse-drawn carts, each with two drivers, apparently for rotation, and a hundred cavalrymen guarding them, all riding majestic steppe horses, armed with bows and arrows and long knives, led by men in brocade hats and ermine furs, and their eyes looked up and down the mountain beams with wary eyes.

Here happens to be an inner curve, a long convoy, compressed into two parts, the first part has turned the foot of the mountain, and the second half of the convoy is still trekking upward.

Zhang Zhongzhi was just a shooter at this time, and he had not yet been taken by An Lushan, and he was accepted as a righteous son, so naturally he never changed his surname, but the long years of fighting made him have a keen sense of smell on the battlefield, that is, the perception of danger.

In his opinion, this road is extremely majestic and dangerous, and ambushes can be set up everywhere, and it is impossible to guard against it everywhere with only a hundred people under him, so the only way is to go quickly.

Especially the current paragraph, once an accident occurs, it will be cut into two sections, and the front and back cannot take care of each other, which is the most feared danger for soldiers.

"Let the back be faster, when we get to the pass, a certain family invites everyone to eat and drink."

Zhang Zhongzhi raised his hand on the horse, and his subordinates shouted everywhere, urging the car one after another, and at this moment, his heart was alarmed, and a chill surged into his heart.

Under the watchful eye of his men, he made an unexpected movement, and the whole person flipped directly off the horse's back and fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a sharp whistle pierced the sky, causing the cavalry to change color.

Because they could hear that the whistling sound was clearly emitted by the army's standard crossbow.