1145.Chapter 1145: You, Sin Deserves Death!
"Yang Wanyun, are you guilty?"
When Yang Wanyun heard this, his face was already as pale as earth, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and he couldn't stop saying: "The crime of the minister deserves death, and the crime deserves death!" β
I clenched my fists and looked out without blinking.
Pei Yuanhao looked at him with a sneer, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Of course you deserve to die." β
"Ministerβ"
"Your 60th birthday, please ask the princes and princesses, and invite the people of Li, but I only missed this post. Could it be that I have been with your monarch and ministers for decades, and I don't give any face at all? I didn't care about your birthday banquet, and I couldn't even drink a glass of wine to my heart's content; Your lady has even lost her dignity and stained my robe......"
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"Tell me, do you deserve to die for your sin!"
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As soon as his words fell, everyone around him was stupid.
Not only the people around me, but even I was stupid, staring at the man with round eyes.
His words, avoiding the important and trivial, are completely there, that is, to excuse Yang Wanyun's family!
What's going on? Could it be that Mrs. Hanyu was bold just now, and wanted to kill the king with poison, so he hid it from the world and didn't plan to pursue it?
No, it's absolutely impossible!
His character is originally fierce and fierce, and it is impossible to swallow such a grievance, not to mention, even if the other guests in the hall don't know about Mrs. Hanyu's murder of the monarch with poison, it is impossible for these high-ranking people not to see through it, and this matter is absolutely impossible to become a permanent secret, and there will inevitably be some rumors. If such heinous sins can be forgiven, it is to sue all the people in the world, killing the king is just a trivial matter, it is simply encouraging the ambition of those people, and when the time comes, he will be in great trouble!
Thinking of this, I was even more nervous than I had just seen him raise his glass, and I was holding my breath and looking over there.
Yang Wanyun looked at Pei Yuanhao in a daze, obviously he had also experienced the same contradictions and entanglements as me, but after coming to his senses, he immediately kowtowed and said: "What the emperor said is very true, the minister has failed the emperor's grace, and he is not strict in governing the family, it is the fault of the minister, and the minister deserves death!" β
Yang Jinqiao knelt on the ground, walked a few steps to Pei Yuanhao's side, and kowtowed: "The emperor is powerful all over the world, and he rules the world with benevolence, and I hope that the emperor will read that his father at home is old and old, and he has forgiven his father this time!" β
Pei Yuanhao slowly put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the chair, slowly tapped the armrests with his right hand, and then said with a smile: "That's right, today is Yang Aiqing's sixtieth birthday." Aiqing is sixty years old, old and faint, and it is inevitable that there will be some negligence in doing things, and it is indeed the age when it is time to take care of herself. β
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"Besides, Aiqing has been taking care of so many businesses in the imperial court's salt road and Caoyun, which are all energy-consuming. In this way, I am not considerate of you who has been making you work hard. β
"Minister, don't dare."
"In that case, those businesses should be handed back to the imperial court." Pei Yuanhao smiled faintly, lowered his head to Yang Wanyun and said, "Aiqing, it's time to rest." β
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Yang Wanyun fell to the ground, motionless, only his shoulders twitched slightly.
The guests in the hall gasped almost in unison.
Yang Wanyun has a few big businesses in his hands, which are almost the lifeblood of the Celestial Empire's fortune for a few days, especially the operation of salt, silk and wine, and the annual tax is one of the biggest sources of income for the treasury.
He's - what is he going to do?!
Compared with the appearance of Yang Jinqiao just now, when I knelt down with the Yang family to confess my guilt, although the Yang family seemed to have no worries about punishment at this moment, my mood became even heavier. Pei Yuanhao didn't make a big move, and he didn't even punish anyone from the Yang family, but if he really killed Mrs. Hanyu for the crime of killing the king, or killed the Yang family, it was just for everyone and the Yang family, and now that he has taken back those businesses, it is obviously not against the Yang family, it is as simple as this one thing!
The sweaty palm made my fists clenched, and I slowly lowered my hand and gently pinched the corner of my clothes.
Immediately, the corners of his clothes were soaked with sweat.
At this time, Yang Wanyun kowtowed again: "The old minister thanks the emperor for not killing him, and thanks the emperor for his compassion!" β
Pei Yuanhao smiled: "Get up." You're old, and it's your birthday, so don't get up on your knees like that. β
Yang Wanyun slowly got up from the ground, but I don't know if it was because his legs were numb after kneeling for a long time, or because he kowtowed like that just now, he stumbled and almost fell when he got up, or Yang Jinqiao and Yang Jinyao rushed forward and helped his father.
Yang Wanyun turned his head and glanced at Yang Jinqiao, the gray beard on his chin trembled slightly, and the dark gray eyes kept flashing with light, as if he wanted to say a thousand words, but at this moment, it was really not the time for them to talk about the relationship between father and daughter, Yang Jinqiao only supported him with both hands and lowered his head.
At this moment, Yang Jinyao looked up at Yang Jinqiao, her face was full of sadness and joy: "Sister." β
Yang Jinqiao frowned, only nodded slightly, and did not speak again.
The Yang family used their family business to change their way of life!
And I finally understood why Wu Yanqiu and Yang Jinyao's marriage couldn't be completed. Pei Yuanhao took back those businesses, of course, in the end they were to be handed over to the household department, if Yang Jinyao, the second lady of the Yang family, remarried to the household department, it was likely to cause collusion between the Yang family and the household department, which was equivalent to changing from the left hand to the right hand, there was no difference.
And the Yang family, he is not willing to let go, after all, Yang Wanyun has made no merit over the years, Yang Yunhui used to be his sworn friend, Yang Jinqiao has also contributed a lot to him in Shangyang Palace, and before leaving aside the interests, there is still some kindness.
Therefore, he just expressed his interest in Yang Jinyao......
Thinking of this, I couldn't help frowning slightly and looked at Wu Yanqiu, who was standing not far away.
At this time, I couldn't see the expression on his face anymore, just looked at his slightly slumped shoulders, as if there was an invisible thousand pounds of weight on it, almost crushing him.
At this time, Pei Yuanhao smiled again: "Since the glass of wine has been spilled just now, then-Yang Aiqing, how about pouring me another cup of wine that suits my heart?" β
Yang Wanyun hurriedly said: "Yes!" β
He turned his head and was about to command, but Yang Jinqiao had already stepped forward: "I'll come." β
Yang Wanyun glanced at her and nodded silently.
Yang Jinqiao turned around and looked back again, only to see Mrs. Hanyu still standing there in a daze, her face was like gold paper, her eyes were dull, and the whole person was stunned. She hurriedly walked back and pulled Mrs. Hanyu's sleeve and took her away.
There was a deep silence in the hall.
Those guests looked at the scene just now, like a drama of ups and downs, at this moment, they didn't know what the success or failure was, and no one dared to speak, they all held their breath and waited cautiously.
After a while, the bead curtain shook, and Yang Jinqiao walked out from behind.
In her hand, she held a wine jug carved from white marble, the wine jug was very delicate, the body of the jug was snow-white and clear, and when she walked over, she could almost see the traces of the wine in it rippling slightly.
However, Mrs. Hanyu did not come out with her.
Obviously, also for the sake of safety, the emperor was able to spare their family's life, to be honest, it was already extraordinarily gracious, after all, killing the monarch is not a small crime, not to mention that the heart of the Nine Emperors is the most unpredictable, in case his mind changes, and he wants to punish the Yang family, I am afraid that it will not be possible to recover it by one or two deaths. So let Mrs. Hanyu step down, of course, because she didn't want to make any more troubles at this time.
Yang Jinqiao stepped forward, confessed in a low voice, and then personally poured wine for Pei Yuanhao.
Pei Yuanhao didn't say a word, and drank three cups in a row.
In the hall, no one dared to move, just quietly watched him drink three glasses of wine in a row. After drinking, he put the wine glass back on the table and said with a smile: "Well, it's not early, I should go back to the palace, otherwise the official will have to go to the imperial study to block my way." Jin Qiaoβ"
Yang Jinqiao hurriedly stepped forward: "Here." β
Pei Yuanhao glanced at her, but his eyes showed a little softness, and even his voice softened, and said, "You finally came back, let's reunite with your family today, I also know that you must have a lot to say to them." β
"Thank you for your compassion."
"I'll tell you more in two days."
Yang Jinqiao's face was slightly pale, but he immediately bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." β
She has been "dead" for so many years, and suddenly "came back to life" today, not only for the Yang family, but also for the emperor, and for all the people around her, now in what capacity is she going to return, is there an agreement between her and Pei Yuanhao?
Is it the cautious Mrs. Jin Qiao in Shangyang Palace in the past? Or is it the eldest lady of the Yang family?
Or, it's Yang Yunhui's-
I looked at her pale face and couldn't help but frown.
At this time, Pei Yuanhao held on to the armrest of the chair and slowly stood up.
As soon as he stood up, Chang Yanbai and Nangong Jinhong all walked up, Pei Yuanhao smiled and glanced back at Nangong Jinhong, and said with a smile: "Aiqing came over today, and he also came to congratulate Yang Aiqing on his birthday?" β
Nangong Jinhong hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Yes." β
"I don't know, Aiqing and Aiqing have a deep friendship. Well, you two should have a good talk. β
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Nangong Jinhong seemed to hesitate, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and kept bowing his head.
Pei Yuanhao waved his sleeves at this time: "Let's go!" β
As he spoke, he had already walked out, and as he walked through the hall, all the guests who were standing on either side knelt down in unison, and immediately fell to their knees.
I watched him walk to the center of the hall, parallel to the screen I was on, when he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked to my side.
Those dark and sharp eyes, as sharp as a sword, almost pierced the screen.
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