After Mrs. Sacrificial Wine finished speaking, Mrs. Yang did not respond immediately, and sighed softly before continuing: "It's nothing, there has been no news for so many years, I thought back then... Back then, the eldest girl married away from the Helan family, the second girl entered the palace to serve, and the third girl was given to the Guo family. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info If the big girl hadn't come back, I really don't know if anyone would have collected my body after I died! ”

The voice was low, without a hint of crying. But it was this gloom that plunged the whole room into a pang of sadness. Both Yang Saijiu and Mrs. Saijiu are already people who have passed the age of ear shun, and they have a deeper understanding of death. What Mrs. Yang said was what they were worried about back then.

Especially Yang Saijiu, seeing his sister getting older day by day, he didn't even have a child by his side. It can be described as a bleak evening, which touched the heartstrings of the two almost instantly.

Looking at their reactions, Helan Minzhi couldn't help but give her grandmother a thumbs up in her heart. It's a great deal. No wonder later generations always heard that she was Wu Zetian's best political supporter who got up early. That's amazing!

"Alas! Sister don't be sad. This little girl is back, and her son is getting bigger. The second girl finally has news in the palace, so you can relax! Yang Xijiu was relieved. He already felt that what he had just said was too serious, and hurried to reclaim it.

Yang nodded and didn't speak again. Mrs. Saijiu then asked, "Sister, don't you say that you have something to say to us?"

"Look at my memory, old, old. Do you know about the second girl's affairs in the palace? "Concealment doesn't solve the problem anymore. In such a consummation, Yang Xijiu will never bring up this matter by himself.

"Sister, what do you mean? I... Not very clear. Yang Xijiu still didn't want to say anything.

Looking back at Helan Minzhi, Helan Minzhi gritted his teeth and nodded. Mrs. Yang immediately said: "The second girl gave birth to a son for the current saint, and the saint favors her. Yesterday I received a holy decree that your brother-in-law was promoted to the title, and now he is the Duke of Zhou. Say, "What does it mean to be holy?" ”

The meaning is already obvious, but you can't say it all directly.

Yang Xianjiu's face changed greatly, and he stared at Mrs. Yang tightly with eyes that no longer had much brilliance: "Sister Shenyan, do you know what you are talking about now?" ”

"I know. But I'm afraid that the Yang family doesn't know, so I'll ask you, do you know? ”

"Yang family..."Yang Xijiu repeated the two words of the Yang family spoken by Mrs. Yang in a low voice. The voice is not high, but it is unusually heavy. The wrinkles on his face trembled slightly.

"I'm old, and I can't make the wine for two days. Today's Yang family has the final say, and it's useless for you to look for me. "I have been in the political arena for so many years, and I have experienced the Sui Dynasty, the Wude Dynasty, the Zhenguan Dynasty, and the Yonghui Dynasty today. Yang Xijiu, like all politicians, is smart, wise, and perceptive, and he doesn't want to get involved in these things anymore.

Hearing this, the look of disappointment on Mrs. Yang's face was completely revealed. She didn't expect that even here, she would return home. Gritting his teeth, he was about to get up and leave. The meaning of Yang Sai Liquor was obvious, and she didn't want to try it anymore.

Helan Minzhi's gaze froze and pulled her. Then he lowered his head, and when he raised his head, he was already full of confidence: "My grandmother has been away from the Yang family for many years, and I don't know how familiar my cousin is, I wonder if you can ask your cousin to come?" ”

Hearing Helan Minzhi's words, Yang Xijiu looked a little surprised. His eyes looked in his direction, and his confused eyes couldn't see Helan Minzhi's face clearly, but he could feel it. Now sitting in front of him is no longer the little child he was back then.

"Time flies, time flies." Yang Xijiu let out a long sigh, and his eyelids drooped a little. The sacrificial lady hurriedly held his hand tightly. The sacrificial wine looked at her and smiled slightly: "I'm old, you're still young, go back to Taixue to study!" ”

refused, although he was very emotional, but he still refused, and refused mercilessly. Helan Minzhi could have thought long ago that no matter how benevolent Yang Xianjiu was in front of him, what still couldn't be changed was that he was a politician, a politician who had been an official all his life. How can you change your mind because of a few words, and how can you invite disaster and trouble for yourself because of outsiders?

"My aunt has a son, and she is very favored by the saints. If you don't succeed this time, what's the use of reading? Helan Minzhi replied without hesitation.

The early Tang Dynasty was different from other dynasties, and in other dynasties, the emperor's sons were all phoenixes and dragon grandsons, and they were all noble. Even when Kowloon won the throne, except for the Eight Masters Party, the rest of the people Yongzheng still gave enough dignity. But the early Tang Dynasty was different, the brothers of the first emperor Li Shimin were all slaughtered by him. His Majesty is so merciful today, and what about his brother? The rebellion of Prince Chengqian is not mentioned for the time being, Li Ke, the king of Wu, has been killed, and after Li Tai, the king of Wei, failed to seize the throne, he was degraded and imprisoned, and he was depressed to death. These people are living examples. The princes of the Tang Dynasty are not phoenixes and dragon grandchildren, they are more like Gu, they are put in the jar by the Gu people, and after competing to fight, one of them stands out, and the others will die one by one.

Yang Saijiu was clear, so Helan Minzhi said it.

"If you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good to yourself" Although his attitude has softened, he still doesn't want to make trouble for himself. deliberately avoided the moral of Helan Minzhi, and said a painless answer.

"Alas!" With a long sigh, Helan Minzhi stood up from his seat. Walked to the small table of Yang Saijiu and bent down to give a salute. There were some things that he didn't want to say to Yang Xijiu. Originally, it was kept for the patriarch of the Yang family, and these words may be a bit heavy for such an old man.

"You are now past the age of your ears, and you have heard from your grandmother that you have begged for the bones of the saints. Do you really think that the eldest grandson will protect the Yang family? Guan Long is too big, without you, without someone who can talk to Captain Changsun on an equal footing, do you think he will still take care of the Yang family? Even if he could, would anyone else do? In this glorious and prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous era of Zhenguan, and the prosperous era of Yonghui, is the Yang family going to be weakened? Even if you don't want to care, this Yang family is very big and has a lot of voices, at least you should listen to the voice of the patriarch. Don't let this millennium-old family fall through because of one of your decisions. After finishing speaking, he immediately knelt down towards Yang Xijiu, and pressed his head tightly against the ground and did not dare to raise it. He knew that these words were already overly polite, and he felt uncomfortable to say such a thing to an old man who was bent on taking care of himself.

Perhaps, this is politics!

When Helan Minzhi's head was firmly attached to the ground, he felt for the first time in his heart what politics was.