Chapter 0120: Overjoyed [10 Explosions]

Overjoyed, Yang Shen was really overjoyed, he didn't expect that he would reap such a fruitful result, and he actually captured Liang Xiaoyu, the lord of Weiyuan County, which really made him not know how to be happy.

Before this, Yang Shen was really worried about a lot of things, the army suffered heavy losses, failed to capture the thief chief Liang Hong alive, and let go of Wang Shouren, Ren Yingying and other rebels, all of which made his final victory seem dry and ridiculous, but now with the county lord of Weiyuan, the situation is different, because the county lord of Weiyuan alone can withstand all the victories.

To put it mildly, even if he, Yang Shen, buried all the 30,000 troops in the Sanshan Pavilion, and even failed to kill the thieves in the end, then, as long as he can find the Weiyuan County Lord, this credit alone is enough to offset all his mistakes. It's not that he doesn't know the emperor's importance to the county lord of Weiyuan, it's really a treasure like the tip of his heart, so no matter how big the results are, they are all vain, and the person who can really change everything is actually a seven or eight-year-old girl.

When Yang Shen thought of this, he unconsciously sighed, and subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, and ordered someone to bring the county lord of Weiyuan up.

Soon, a little girl wearing a coarse cloth shirt with a clear and cold face was pulled up by the soldiers.

Yang Shen looked at this little girl and frowned slightly. He himself felt funny in his heart, and felt that the world was too impermanent. You know, just a month ago, he tried his best to kill the little girl in front of him, but he didn't want to, after a month passed, he had to rely on her very humbly to survive, hehe, before and after the visualization and comparison, this can't help but make Yang Shen feel a little weird.

"Let go of her," Yang Shen waved his hand to let the soldier holding Xiao Yu'er step back, and then looked the little girl up and down carefully, she was only seven or eight years old, and she was indeed very cute and moving, the kind that made people see it at first sight. I wanted to take the young chick in my arms and rub it, but even so, Yang Shen still couldn't believe it. It was the little child in front of him who could make the emperor fascinated and even go to bed, which was simply an unimaginable thing.

Attacking such a little girl, how obscene is the Ming Emperor Zhu Houzhao? Yang Shen couldn't believe such a thing.

But he couldn't believe the facts. Because in my father's secret letter, everything has been explained, and the little girl in front of her is such a demonic character.

At a young age, she can already flatter the lord and gain power, I really don't know what she will be like when she grows up in the future, and will she be like Yang Yuhuan when she pits a good country to death?

Come to think of it. Yang Shen was a little hesitant in his heart, he was weighing whether his own life was more important or the future of the Ming Dynasty was more important.

However, soon, Yang Shen figured it out. This woman is very young, and it is still impossible to make a big difference, so he can take her to invite merit first, and then slowly find a way to get rid of her, if it really doesn't work. Sending someone to assassinate her directly solves the big trouble?

After thinking clearly, Yang Shen couldn't help but squeeze out a smile, looked at the person in front of him and smiled: "You are Liang Xiaoyu?" ”

"You are Yang Shen?"

What Yang Shen didn't expect was that. This little girl's voice is crisp, her face is cold and arrogant, and her different temperament makes him can't help but feel a little moved.

"It's me, how do you know my name?" Yang Shen was about to continue coaxing the child, but he didn't want to answer him, but he gave a cold drink.

"Yang Shen. Seeing that the county lord still does not bow down, and even connives, your soldiers are rude to the county lord, do you know what crime you should be guilty of?! Xiao Yu'er raised her eyebrows and glared at Yang Shen and asked.

This really made Yang Shen a little helpless, originally if he wasn't going to take Xiao Yu'er to invite merit, at this time, he could have let his subordinates slaughter this little girl with a knife, but the crux of the matter is that his current net worth and life are tied to Xiao Yu'er, and even if he wants to get the holy favor in the future, he has to rely on this little girl's kind words, so at the moment he can only bow his hand and say: "Your Royal Highness the county lord, Yang Shen, I have seen His Royal Highness the county lord-"

"That's pretty much it," Xiao Yu'er snorted coldly, but then turned around and kicked at the soldier next to her who had just dragged her over and said, "This person is very rude to the county lord, he pinched my hands and squeezed them, so he pulled me down and hit fifty boards!" ”

"Ah, my lord, my lord spares my life, the little one is unintentional-" Hearing Xiao Yu'er's words, the soldier immediately fell to his knees in fright.

Yang Shen sighed, although he didn't want to punish the soldier, but in the end, he could only say to the people around him: "Didn't you hear the words of the county lord?" Why don't you pull him down and give me a heavy beating? ”

"Yes," the people on both sides immediately pulled the man down, the man was really a dog, and said in his heart that I had fallen into some luck, and I should have made meritorious contributions, but it became a board, and Lao Tzu didn't look at it.

"Hehe, county lord, the mountains here are high and windy, why don't we go down the mountain and go back to the city first? The county lord can rest assured, after returning to the city, the lower official will immediately personally escort the county lord into the capital to face the saint, what do you think? Seeing that his subordinates dragged the man away, Yang Shen first whispered to his entourage to reward the man with five hundred taels of silver, and then squinted at Xiao Yu'er, and asked with a flattering smile on his face.

At this time, Xiao Yu'er knew that she couldn't escape, so she could only sigh helplessly, and then got into the small sedan chair that Yang Shen prepared for her, was carried by several soldiers, and walked all the way down the mountain.

Yang Shen didn't dare to be careless, for fear that the little girl would run away again, so during the whole process, he stayed with the side of the sedan chair, and then after they walked for a while, Yang Shen heard a light sigh in the sedan chair, and then heard a leisurely voice: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, the waves sweep away the heroes." Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are ...... to laugh and talk about"

At that time, hearing this voice, Yang Shen couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and his expression was a little stunned. The poem that this little girl recited was the most proud of him in his life. Speaking of which, he Yang Shen was able to have such a big name, and he won fame in Qingliu at a young age, largely because of this song "Linjiang Immortal". Yang Shen remembered that this was the swan song of the ages that he wrote with a stroke of a pen after reading the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and he thought that in the same period, no one could beat him, so he was very proud in his heart. It's just that what he didn't expect was that such a little girl could actually recite his words, which made him feel a little strange, could it be that this little girl actually studied her own poetry?

Soon, Yang Shen thought about it for a while, thinking that when this little girl was in Beijing, the emperor personally taught poetry, and thought that this "Linjiang Immortal" was also given to her by the emperor, she was talented and intelligent, and it was not surprising that she could memorize it.

However, just when Yang Shen's mood had just calmed down, he heard the sound of a sedan chair again, and then he heard the little girl read with some resentment: "Red and green are all over the world, whose house is the spring?" The flowers are sparsely populated, the willows are lazy, and the smoke scene belongs to the bees. The day is long and sleeps ruthlessly, and the sunset outside the curtain is slanting. With eye frequency shifting, the piano heart is calm, and the sick are negative. Hehe, Yang Dacai is indeed outstanding, the artistic conception of this poem, the vicissitudes of the atmosphere for a while, and the hesitation of a small family for a while, it can be said that it is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup, which is really admirably tight. ”

At this moment, Yang Shen was really so shocked that he was about to fall off the horse. Because he found that the poem that this little girl was reading at this time was actually a poem similar to a beautiful poem that he secretly wrote after returning from a trip to Shangyuan, this poem, he has been hiding under the pillow and has never taken it out to show people, how did this little girl know?

For a while, Yang Shen was stunned, feeling as if he had been stripped naked and paraded on the street, and he felt ashamed in his heart.

"Lord Yang, why don't you speak? Am I not reciting the right chant? A voice from the sedan chair asked.

"His Royal Highness the County Lord recited it very correctly, word for word, Yang Shen was impressed," Yang Shen said embarrassedly.

"Really?" The voice in the sedan chair smiled faintly, and then asked Yang Shendao: "Lord Yang, I don't know what you think of me in your heart, Lord Yang is talented, can you give Xiao Yu'er a poem?" In that case, Xiao Yuer can also show off to others in the future, saying that she has also had some friendship with the world-famous Yang Dacai. ”

Hearing this, Yang Shen pondered for a while, thinking that if he could please this little girl now, it would not be a bad thing for him, and then he couldn't help but say respectfully: "Since the county lord loves him, Yang Shen will be ugly." ”

As Yang Shen spoke, he meditated in his heart, and couldn't help but say out loud: "The three-foot green clouds are under the mortal dust, but they turn the emperor's pillow red." Chang Sijun is as thick as the sea, and he does not learn lychees to fall into the famous city. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er sneered and said, "Lord Yang, is this trying to persuade me?" ”

"The lower officials don't dare, the lower officials just feel it, if there is any disrespect, please ask His Royal Highness the county lord for forgiveness." Yang Shen hurriedly replied.

"Okay, then I'll give you a poem in return," Xiao Yu'er smiled.

"Xiaguan listened," Yang Shen said.

Immediately, I heard the voice in the sedan chair and read leisurely: "I was born as a lonely guest, and I went to and from the world. ”

After the voice was finished, he asked Yang Shendao: "Lord Yang, what do you think of my song?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Shen savored it in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up.

This woman is absolutely extraordinary, her poem, full of her helplessness and resentment, especially the last three words "heavy", are the same word, but it is sonorous and catchy to read, and that word, it is the kind of helplessness that does not want to fall into the deep palace is very simple and straightforward and colorful, this song of seven uniques, when this is a work of immortals, even if Yang Shen is talented, he can't help but admire, but the feeling of Xiao Yuer in his heart has unconsciously undergone a fundamental change.

"The county lord's poetry is elegant, noble and moving, Yang Shen admires and admires it very much," Yang Shen sincerely expressed his admiration to Xiao Yu'er, but Xiao Yu'er smiled and said: "It's a pity, no matter how good the poem is, it can't change the reality, don't you still want to send me to the deep palace now?" Hey, it's a pity, I'm afraid that I'll never have the opportunity to talk about poetry like this with Lord Yang in the future, I really don't know if Lord Yang will think of me in the future, I'm afraid that when the time comes, I'll only treat me as a bewitching queen who flatters the lord and calamities the country, and wants to kill me quickly, right? (To be continued.) )