As for Wan Sanqian, because Han Yi can't expose the requirements of the relationship, Wan Sanqian can only work hard to check with all parties and open up channels.

Fortunately, with Han Yi's secret support, the capital of 13,000 is still very sufficient, and he can squander it wantonly.

Now it can be regarded as a small achievement, establishing a business route for the sale of horse grain in the north and south, and also creating a workshop for a series of condiments such as salt, and the achievement in the restaurant is not low.

In terms of the dark department, with the efforts of the three daughters of Ashi, a shelf was also set up.

Liu Bowen is still accumulating, after all, he is engaged in intelligence trading, if he opens without preparation, how can he make a name for himself.

And the fame of Wang Yangming and Zhang Sanfeng has also been hit.

What Zhang Sanfeng's status is in the Daomen, Han Yi doesn't know for the time being, but Wang Yangming's status in Shilin is already comparable to the name of the famous Confucian Wang Long.

However, this is also the fact that compared to the fragmentation of the Daomen, it is difficult to make a name that is accepted by all the disciples of the Daomen in a short period of time, and the aspect of Confucian Bachelor's Forest is much simpler.

After all, Confucianism, as a prominent study, always depends on the imperial court, and Chang'an City, as the national capital, is where scholars often gather.

If someone can be recognized by Chang'an Shilin, then his reputation will inevitably be conveyed to the world soon.

And Wang Yangming is like this, just visiting a few Confucians, proving his true talent and learning through exchanges, and then leading a few literary meetings, then his reputation will naturally spread quickly.

Han Yi resumed his cultivation so tightly, and he had no intention of befriending ministers and magnates and forming a party for personal gain, which disappointed the people who secretly didn't know how many people were staring at him.

Especially after they also knew that Han Yi had favored Xiao Meiniang, they were even more helpless.

Even this obsessed with cultivation, not close to women, and afraid of the queen's final attack on Han Yi, is gone.

After a few months of peace, Yang Jian, who was seriously ill, finally remembered his son, the crown prince Yang Guang, or now Han Yi.

A decree came out of the palace and was sent to the prince's mansion.

……

Stompe! Stompe!

Just when Han Yi was still deducing and absorbing the genetic knowledge he had asked for from Dukao, a series of footsteps came.

"Your Highness! There is an envoy in the palace who has sent a decree, and His Majesty is seriously ill and in danger! ”

Xiao Meiniang walked into the backyard with a calm face, bowed slightly, and said.

It's just that no matter how Han Yi looks at it, he feels that there seems to be this joy in her calm expression.

"Seriously ill?"

Han Yi pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and said inexplicably: "Enter the palace!" ”

Han Yi had already expected this matter, after all, after Han Yi replaced Yang Guang, he already knew that according to the historical situation, there was still a year before he ascended the throne.

And he has been in this world for several months, so it is not unacceptable for Yang Jian to summon Yang Guang because he is seriously ill.

Han Yi stepped out of the Prince's Mansion, and the frame was already ready, which was arranged by Xiao Meiniang before she came to him.

"Drive!"

After Han Yi got into the carriage, the guards urged the horse forward and went straight to the palace.

……

Chang'an Imperial Palace, in Yang Jian's sleeping palace.

"Ahem! Ahem! What about the Prince? Haven't you come yet! ”

Yang Jian was lying on the dragon bed with a sallow face, but there was a bit of ferocity between his eyebrows.

Whoever sees his idle image will not think that he is the wise and martial Emperor Wen of Sui before, but a fierce hero.

"Your Majesty, someone has been sent to inform His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The chamberlain, who knelt on the ground, spoke cautiously and tremblingly.

This is not to blame him, since the death of the queen Dugu Jialuo, who stayed with him a few years ago, Yang Jian has been ill and rarely goes to court.

With the serious illness, even if Yang Jian occasionally went to the court, he became more and more obedient on monthly leave, and the methods were even more cruel, whipping at every turn, and in the face of Yang Jian's words, the chamberlain naturally had to answer carefully.

"Ahem! This rebel, I'm not dead yet! He can't wait? ”

Yang Jian, who was lying on the dragon bed, shook his hand indignantly and threw the secret letter in his hand on the ground.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has attracted a group of ministers, and even talked to the prince, what should happen after your death is really against filial piety!"

Not far in front of the dragon bed, a thin middle-aged man sighed and spoke, but no one saw it, and there was a trace of joy and disdain hidden in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

At this time, a beautiful woman in a palace costume hid her face and entered, crying pear blossoms with rain, crying so well that she was not sad, and it was really pitiful.

"Aifei, who dares to bully you?"

Yang Jian was already angry, and at this time, he couldn't help but be even more angry when he saw Mrs. Xuanhua, who was his favorite since Queen Dugu's death, crying.

This Mrs. Xuanhua is the daughter of Emperor Chen Xuan of Southern Chen, after the unification of the north and the south was completed by Pingchen in the Sui Dynasty, this woman was assigned as a captive to the court as a palace maid, and was later selected as Yang Jian's concubine.

At this time, when Queen Dugu died, Yang Jian was so sad and sad that he tried to paralyze himself with beauty, and this Mrs. Xuanhua was also on the throne because of this, and was named Mrs. Yang Jianjin.

"Your Majesty! Concubine, concubine was almost bullied! ”

Under Yang Jian's repeated questioning, the beautiful woman cried and reluctantly said.

"What kind of person dares to be so bold!"

Yang Jian's pale face suddenly rose a trace of blood red, as if returning to the light, he got up with a snort, and roared.

"Yes...... Be...... Prince! ”

The beautiful woman sobbed and spoke, and then prostrate on Yang Jian's chest and began to cry.

"Poof!"

Hearing Mrs. Xuanhua's words, Yang Jian's body shook violently, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, and he scolded: "Why do beasts pay for big things!" Lonely misunderstands me! Lonely misunderstands me! ”

scolded and scolded, but Yang Jian woke up in vain, and immediately slapped Mrs. Xuanhua in the face.

"Smack!"

Yang Jian said angrily: "Slut, that rebel son has not been close to a woman in his thirties in order to cultivate a martial art of unknown origin, how can he insult you?"

Yang Jian's slap was really not covered, and he directly slapped Mrs. Xuanhua on the ground.

Mrs. Xuanhua, who was suddenly slapped to the ground, couldn't help but panic in her eyes, and then cried in a low voice: "Too... The prince has successfully cultivated his martial arts a few months ago, in the past few months, His Royal Highness the prince has been obsessed with women, almost every night sheng song, night royal number of women, plum blossom a few degrees, this matter has long been spread throughout Chang'an, the concubine met by chance when the prince entered the palace, the prince saw the concubine, so he came forward, and behaved frivolously to become a concubine, saying that the concubine's posture is the best furnace, anyway, after he succeeds to the throne, the concubine will also belong to him, it is better to make up for it now..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Xuanhua didn't speak anymore, putting on a look of mourning rather than death.

"Ahem! Unfilial son! Unfilial son! Unfilial son! How dare this rebel do this..."

Hearing Mrs. Xuanhua's description, Yang Jian was furious, slapped the bed, and roared angrily: "Liu Shu, Yuan Yan! ”

"The minister is here!"

Liu Shu, who was emaciated, and Yuan Yan, who was standing on the side, heard Yang Jian's roar, and immediately bowed down and spoke in unison.

"The widow ordered the two of you to draft an edict, I want to depose Yang Guang and make Yang Jun, the king of Qin, the crown prince!"

Yang Jian's face turned pale, and he forced himself to support his body and give an edict.

"Wechen obeys!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan glanced at each other, the joy flashed in their eyes, and then they quickly converged.

"Spread my message, the guards on the left and right, go outside the hall, and capture the rebel!"

After saying that, Yang Jianqiang's breath dissipated, and he fell on the bed with a pale face, breathing slightly, and his life hung by a thread.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

The beautiful woman crawled on Yang Jian's body and cried a few times, then stood up.

"You have all heard Your Majesty's will, and you still don't go to capture Yang Guang!"

She scolded sharply, and there was still a trace of tears on her face.

"Yes!"

The eunuch attendant who knelt on the ground hurriedly got up and strode out of the temple gate.

"It's done!"

The beautiful woman, Liu Shu, and Yuan Yan glanced at each other and smiled.

"Wechen retires!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan glanced at Yang Jian, who was on the verge of dying, on the dragon bed, and then bowed down and walked out of Yang Jian's bedroom.

"Something has been done!"

Liu Shu stroked his long beard under his chin, and said with a slight smile: "Then Yang Guang has not yet ascended the throne, so he dares to support the cold family to deal with us and other families!" How can we let him ascend to the throne! ”

"Not bad! Before he ascended the throne, he dared to install the children of the Han family in the army, and he was already angry! Our family has a deep connection with Buddhism, and it wants his life this time! ”

Yuan Yan laughed, pointed to the palace gate in the distance and said: "At this moment, inside the palace gate, there are already 3,000 forbidden troops waiting for it, and there are even Buddhist monks here, Yang Guang will definitely be in danger this time!" At that time, all you need to say to Yang Jian, 'Yang Guang not only refused to accept his fate, but also entered the palace, and the guards tried to kill the prince by mistake'. ”

"Haha! That's right, even if Yang Guang is arrested, we can still say so, even if Yang Jian, who is on the verge of dying, wants to investigate, we don't mind killing him together, after all, this world still says that the world of our family is not the world of his Yang family. ”

"Yes, exactly! Haha..."

The two looked at each other and laughed out loud.

.......

"Phew!"

The carriage stopped.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is still waiting, please hurry up!"

As soon as Han Yi got out of the carriage, a soldier in armor stepped forward and bowed down and said.

"Huh!"

Han Yi glanced at the palace gate with a smile, and then looked straight at the soldier, who was drenched in cold sweat and almost fell to his knees before he let out a faint sound.

How could he not see that there were people and horses in ambush at the gate of the palace, thinking of the theory that Yang Guang had killed his father because of lust, which had been circulated and controversial in later generations, Han Yi couldn't help but smile.

He didn't know what was going on in the real history, but in the world he was in, there was something else going on...

Wow!

Han Yi straightened his clothes and strode towards the palace, Han Yi didn't care about the ambush at the palace gate, after all, his own strength was there, and he had the confidence to deal with everything.

(End of chapter)