The matter was over, and Yang Zhen also ate some food. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info listened to the message of Chen Susu from Zhao Gonggong, and if he woke up, he would go to the Qianqing Palace to meet the emperor.

Yang Zhen took a bath, washed away the filth and exhaustion of the past few days, took the new clothes handed by Chen Susu, and walked to the Qianqing Palace after wearing them.

After a long distance, he saw that Gonggong Zhao was already waiting at the door, the emperor had recovered, and he was still able to exert his residual heat, which made his face a little kinder. When I saw Yang Zhen today, I couldn't help but greet him with a smile.

"How is Grandpa Yang's health? It's been a hard time for you these past few days. Please, Your Majesty is having dinner and tasting wine with Zhang Daochang. If you come, please come in quickly. ”

"Where does Dagong Zhao say, everything is for the emperor. It's been a long time for the Grand Duke, and the Grand Duke is on duty today, I'm afraid he will be hungry without alcohol. We happened to bring a bottle with us, and we will taste it slowly when we rest. ”

Father-in-law Zhao was just about to be polite, but when he saw Yang Zhen's hand, the bottle of wine went into his sleeve. I subconsciously reached out to take it, but I was almost pressed by the sudden weight. When I looked down, I saw that the wine was indeed good wine, and the bottle of wine was actually made of pure gold.

This, this, this... It was the first time that Gonggong Zhao saw someone say such a gift, but he wanted to say something but got stuck in his throat, and he was reluctant to return it, so he simply stuffed it deep into his sleeve, and everything with Yang Zhen was silent. and brought him into the palace.

"Yang Zhen, come quickly! I am with you today, and I will rest when I get drunk. "The emperor was in great spirits, and seemed to be a little drunk, and he was shirtless in the hall, and he no longer liked to wear thick clothes.

"Meet Your Majesty! Meet Zhang Zhenren! How is Your Majesty? Yang Zhen saluted one by one.

"With Yang Aiqing's help, I am fine, and the cold disease has never flareed up again. It's just that Yang Aiqing fainted for me, and I can't help it, so I sent your first reward first, but are you still satisfied? King Xingwu said with a smile, meaning Chen Susu.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the minister is fine. Your Majesty's golden mouth and jade words, a promise of a thousand gold, thank you! ”

"Do you think I'm the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge?" King Xingwu said with a smile.

"The minister is afraid, thank you again Your Majesty Longen."

"Aiqing doesn't need to be polite. You saved my life, and I remember it in my heart. ”

When Yang Zhen heard this, he got up and knelt down instead, and became the emperor's savior, which seemed to be a more terrible thing than becoming the emperor's enemy.

In a previous life, there was an envoy of the Lingnan Festival in the Tang Dynasty, Li Mian, who, when he was serving as Kaifeng Lieutenant, had released an Assassin who had been imprisoned in prison. A few years later, Li Mian dismissed his official position and traveled to Hebei, and met this prisoner by chance. When the prisoner saw the life-saving benefactor of the year, he couldn't help but say that he had brought his father-in-law Li Mian to his home to give him a warm welcome, and privately discussed with his wife: "How can I repay virtue if I live this life?" The wife said, "How about repaying a thousand horses?" So the prisoner said, no, no, a thousand pieces of cloth are not enough to repay the grace of saving lives. The wife said, "Two thousand? The prisoner still shook his head and said, "Not enough." The wife said, "If this is the case, it is better to kill him." Thanks to the fact that the servant of this family could not bear to tell him, Li Mian escaped at night and was spared death.

The prisoners still felt that their lives were priceless, let alone the lives of the emperor! Great grace is not grateful, deep kindness is more than hatred, what is the value of the emperor's life? You think the reward is enough, but the emperor feels that it is not enough, and there is no reward for it, so you have to give up the throne to you?

Yang Zhen knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the Son of Heaven, can recover, it is all the favor of God." The minister coincided with his meeting, and it was also arranged by the mandate of heaven. What the minister does is wholeheartedly, and His Majesty does not need to take it to heart. ”

After hearing this, King Xingwu pondered for a moment, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Qing is so smart, I regret it." ”

Yang Zhen was shocked, could it be self-defeating? The body quietly changed its posture, although it was more prostrate, but it was like a big bow, ready to go.

Seeing Yang Zhen crawling on the ground, trembling all over. King Xingwu smiled again: "I am joking with Aiqing, how can the Son of Heaven be jealous of His Majesty?" I'm afraid that there is no virtuousness. What's more, if you really become a family in the future, the better you are, isn't it my vision? ”

said to Zhang Zhenren again: "This kid is too sensitive. ”

Zhang Zhenren echoed with a far-fetched smile, and his palms were full of cold sweat. Your Majesty can't see that he has martial arts, how can he not see Yang Zhen's attitude? It's just that you can't say it, and you can't stop it. Worse, he will desperately repay Jun's kindness. When it came to this, he immediately went back to the mountain to seal the temple and never went out again.

His Majesty said again: "I promised Yang Qing that everything will be done, and your mother and sister can also take it by themselves, and no one will stop it." In addition, plus Yang Zhaifeng is also with you. From now on, the grievances between me and you will be written off here, and everything you do in the future will have to be recalculated, what does Yang Qing think? ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long live, long live, long live!" When Yang Zhen heard this, he also got a big yard for nothing, although it was originally his own. Thinking about it carefully, this was probably the best result, and he was so satisfied that he even shouted out the classic quotations from his previous life.

When King Xingwu heard this, Long Yan was happy, good! Good! Good! shouted three good words in a row, called the father-in-law in the distance, and memorized this words, as if he wanted to use his words as a sycophant.

Zhang Zhenren sat on the desk, watching the capricious behavior of the two, silent, and even more determined to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.