Chapter Ninety-Two: The Attitude of Sacrificing Wine

After tossing and turning like this for a whole night, Helan Minzhi felt that as soon as he lay down, the sky was already dawning. After eating breakfast in a hurry, with a thick dark circle under his eyes, the Yang family took him to the mansion of Yang Sacrifice Wine.www.biquge.info He didn't take Wu Shun with him on this trip, Yang Saijiu is still relatively old-fashioned, he doesn't like to see women interfering in politics more, and it doesn't hurt that Mrs. Yang is his sister, but if Wu Shun goes, it will obviously increase his bad feelings!

As soon as he entered the Yang family, Helan Minzhi obviously felt that everything here had not changed. Everything is so well organized, but it shows a unique old-fashioned and serious atmosphere. Every time I come, I don't have a new feeling every time, and this sentence is really true.

For the first time, when Helan Minzhi came to the door, he saw the terrifying power of the Yang family, which had been inherited for thousands of years. What I saw was that everything was so polite and comfortable. But recently, when I came again, I saw the other side of a family that has been inherited for thousands of years. Everything here seems to be immutable, even the distance of the servant's step seems to be measured with a ruler. remains unchanged, showing his old-fashioned and decadent atmosphere.

Maybe it's time for something to change!

Helan Minzhi muttered softly. Mrs. Yang glanced back at him, as if she hadn't heard what he was saying, and was slightly puzzled. He smiled at his grandmother, and helped her into the house where Yang sacrificed wine.

But as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the lady standing at the door with a smile on her face, waiting for their arrival with the support of two maids. Seeing Mrs. Yang coming in, he hurriedly took two steps forward and held her hand affectionately: "Sister, come into the house, come into the house." Why do you want to come home today? ”

Mrs. Yang also responded with a smile: "Spring is blooming, come and see you." ”

"How can there be a sister who always thinks about our truth, it's really... The son hasn't been here for a while, let grandma see, is it taller? Mrs. Sacrificial Wine looked a little embarrassed, and hurriedly looked at Helan Minzhi.

"It's all your and me's age, why do you care about so many courtesies. I see that you have also been corrupted by righteousness. Hahaha. Said with a smile

Helan Minzhi smiled slightly, looking gentle and elegant.

The sacrificial lady didn't speak, but took the two of them into the house affectionately.

Yang Xijiu was sitting in the room, with a smile on his face. At this age, there are only two of them left in the Yang family's life. I am naturally happy to see my old sister.

After Mrs. Yang entered the house, Yang Saijiu hurriedly stood up to greet her, and after a few people sat down, it was still the tea master of the year, and handed everyone a cup of tea according to everyone's taste.

Touching the teacup in front of him, Helan Minzhi seemed to have found confidence. He took a slow breath and his eyes became confident.

After a while, Yang Xijiu suddenly asked Helan Minzhi, "Is Zhi'er studying in Taixue okay now?" ”

Quickly stood up and saluted before speaking. The older he gets, the more he cares about the number of rituals.

"Everything's fine, all is fine."

"I remember, it's Lou Shide who is teaching you your homework, right?"

"Yes"

"Your teaching assistant is talented, I can see it when I was in Taixue. Later, as expected, I got into the Jinshi, and you carefully studied with him. ”

"Yes" In addition to yes, Helan Minzhi really didn't dare to say anything more. The old man is indeed sincere for his own good.

"In the first two years, I still looked at your schoolwork from time to time, but in the past two years, my eyes are not good, and I can't see it accurately, so I haven't taken it again. Someday, when you have time, you read me your recent article. Yang Xijiu said with a gentle smile.

Hearing him say this, Helan Minzhi looked at him carefully. When he came two years ago, his eyes were still full of brilliance, and although he was old, his eyes were still embarrassed. But looking at it at this time, although there is no big change in the face, the eyes full of essence seem to have lost the spotlight. When laughing, it is customary to close your eyes. No wonder Mrs. Yang said that Yang sacrificial wine has been written and begged for bones. With his current age and his state, it is difficult to continue to serve in the court.

Thinking of this, Helan Minzhi's brows furrowed even tighter. Yang sacrificial wine is now like a banner of the Yang family. Once he falls, then the Yang family will completely lose the right to meet the emperor in the central institution, or even in person. And looking at his eyes, I'm afraid it won't be long before Gaozong will approve his resignation.

"Recently, Mr. is taking me to read the "Historical Records", and it is estimated that there will be an article left in two days, and I will read it to you as soon as it is ready. Don't think I'm doing a bad job! With a smile, Helan Minzhi and Yang Xijiu made a little joke.

"Hahaha, you kid. If you do it one day, bring it and I'll show you. "The laughter is hearty, and it can be seen that it is full of energy. It seems that there should be no problem with the body, except for the eye.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Yang's face gradually became serious. He glanced at Mrs. Samurai, and Mrs. Samurai immediately understood: "I don't need you to serve first, go down." Chun'er, you go outside and watch, there are no more people walking around in the courtyard for the time being. ”

"Yes, ma'am." A servant maid who was followed by the Lady of the Wine Priesthood immediately went down with all the servants.

"Sister, there is no one around, what do you have to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Mrs. Sacrificial Wine took a sip of tea from her glass of water.

Mrs. Yang glanced around again before she spoke: "Zhengji, you should have heard about it, right?" The second girl of our family entered the palace and became the Zhaoyi of today's saint. ”

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Helan Minzhi expected. Hearing Mrs. Yang's words, Yang Saijiu's face immediately changed. It's not fear, it's not fear, it's becoming unspeakably ugly. Helan Minzhi knows how difficult it is for this kind of person who has studied Confucianism all his life and takes Confucius and Mencius as his life creed, Wu Zetian first served the first emperor, and now he is serving the current majesty, how difficult it is for them to accept.

But since Mrs. Yang mentioned it, Yang Saijiu couldn't help but answer: "Although I have rarely participated in major affairs in the DPRK and China in recent years, I still know about this matter. Not to mention the palace and court, but even the streets and alleys are probably full of discussions, right? There was no tone, but the words seemed to be tingling, and Mrs. Yang, who was pierced, was a little painful.

She felt the evil feeling of Yang Xijiu almost instantly, and her face became very ugly.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them stiffened instantly, Mrs. Saijiu hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, I really want to congratulate my sister on this." The first emperor gave the second girl to today's saint, and now she is favored by the emperor, which can be regarded as bitter and sweet, bitter and sweet! ”