Yang Ke looked at Zhang Chang, who was in the dust, and said lightly: "Drink saliva first, don't be in a hurry, and then speak when you are panting." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Chang was infected by Yang Ke's aura, and couldn't help but feel a little remorseful for his outward look. I once shared hardships with Yang Ke, I don't know when I started, and I began to admire the young Hou Ye in front of me from the closeness between brothers, until now I began to be in awe. As Yang Ke became more and more powerful, his joy and anger were no longer exposed, as if he would always have that kind of faint expression, which made people feel like a spring breeze, pondering deeply, but it was unfathomable.

"Lord Hou, after Mao Xiangong went to visit Lord Liu, he directly wrote to the emperor, proposed to restart the sacrificial ceremony, and asked all the vassal kings to come to Luoyang, Kyoto to participate, and now that the edict has been issued, the court situation has become even more confusing."

Yang Ke's brows frowned imperceptibly: "Do you know what this song is?" ”

Zhang Chang took out a facsimile of the song from his sleeve and handed it over, Yang Ke took it, opened it and glanced at ten lines, and hurriedly read it, his expression became more solemn. He put down the song lightly and said to Zhang Chang: "Brother Ziping, you have worked hard all the way, let's rest early today, and after breakfast tomorrow morning, we will talk about the situation in Kyoto in detail." ”

After settling Zhang Chang, Yang Ke returned to the bedroom with a full stomach, looked at Zhang Rui who was painting under the lamp, and couldn't help laughing: "Madame's pen work has been getting more and more powerful recently. What's new today? ”

Zhang Rui happened to finish the last stroke, listening to her husband's praise, she was very useful, and said with a smile: "I was about to write the inscription, it happened that you came, help me think about it......"

Yang Ke walked to the painting case, but it was a landscape splashed with ink. Zhang Rui was originally good at fine brush painting, and had some skills in the maid flowers and birds, but since marriage, the style of painting began to mutate, especially like the splashed ink landscape, but the painting in front of him is a freehand figure painting, a fat monk holding a wine jug, open chest and open arms, willow branches can be seen around the face, a group of leisurely. Yang Ke couldn't help blurting out: "Qingfeng doesn't need to be bought with a penny, and it steals half a day's leisure." ”

Zhang Ruiyan smiled: "With this title, the whole painting has the courage to paint, admire and admire ........" After speaking, he picked up the pen and added it to the blank space of the painting.

"Madam, I just received the news that my father-in-law wrote a long live book, restarted the sacrificial ceremony, and proposed that the king of the world return to Kyoto."

Zhang Rui put down the pen: "Long live it, is it accurate?" ”

"That's right." Yang Ke nodded: "Now the edicts have all left Luoyang City." With that, he handed the facsimile of Zhang Hua's recital in his hand to Zhang Rui. After Zhang Rui took it, she hurriedly read it, and her expression became very solemn: "Dad has always done things directly, and he doesn't ask for it, this idea should not be my father's own idea, but someone has set a trap." ”

Yang Ke sighed: "It's really a knowing father and daughter, my father-in-law was indeed instigated this time." ”

Zhang Rui looked at Yang Ke in a daze, staring at him without blinking a pair of wonderful eyes, Yang Ke smiled bitterly and frowned: "It's not my idea, it's Liu Ling's own opinion." ”

Zhang Rui pondered for a long time, and finally spoke: "Dad, this person, is a capable minister in the ruling world, but he was born in the troubled times, is there any room for redemption now?" ”

"The arrow is off the string and irretrievable, and my father-in-law was also crowned as the chief preparer of this sacrificial ceremony."

Zhang Rui suddenly said hatefully: "This damn Liu Ling, knowing that it was my father, dared to frame him so boldly." ”

"It was Liu Ling who took the initiative to visit my father-in-law."

When Zhang Rui heard Yang Ke's words, she was immediately speechless, she knew her father too well, she only had national affairs in her heart, and she had no selfish thoughts, so it was not so much that Liu Ling set him up, it was better to say that he himself rushed to take the bait. Moreover, presiding over the sacrificial ceremony, you need not only a high position, but more importantly, you must be virtuous and noble to be worthy of this heavy burden. Looking at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, except for the old Wang Xiang who is scheming but does not come out, I am afraid it must be Zhang Hua.

"Dad, this is to correct the name of the Son of Heaven and let the vassal king surrender, there will be no danger in the current chaos, right?" Zhang Rui was worried.

Yang Ke said lightly: "Don't worry, the sky can't fall." ”

When a storm was about to descend on Luoyang, Kyoto, Yangjiazhuang seemed inconspicuous, calm and serene, but in the mansions of the vassal kings of all walks of life, it was already like a soup to stop boiling, and there was a lot of trouble.