In the Prince's Mansion, Yang Guang chanted a poem on a whim.

"The twilight river is not moving, and the spring flowers are in full bloom. The waves will go away from the moon, and the tide will bring the stars. ”

"Good poetry! His Royal Highness is really literary and extraordinary, and he is really a model of my generation! Yuwen Chengdu praised loudly.

Yang Guang gave him a blank look. Originally, he thought that this martial artist would be able to calm down and study hard, and even praised people with a few more words.

How do you know that people are opportunistic, this sentence is always this sentence. This clean wisdom. But for him, this is not bad, at least it shows that the person who guards his safety is not a person with a deep mind.

"Your Highness, big news!" Yu Wenhua and entered the door and said in a deep voice. Yang Guang's heart moved: "General Yuwen, you say." ”

"The emperor is worried about the illness and is seriously ill, and he has made a decree to summon Yang Su, the left servant of Shangshu, Liu Shu, the secretary of the military department, and Yuanyan, the waiter of the Yellow Gate, to enter the Renshou Palace to serve the sick, and to summon the crown prince to enter, live in the Great Treasure Palace, and obey orders at any time." Yang Guang's eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears.

When it really came to this moment, his heart was really mixed. If it weren't for his father, he wouldn't have everything he has now, but his father has been in that position for too long, too long.

The key is that as the crown prince, there is still a person in this world who holds the power of life and death, and in one sentence, a will can abolish everything about him.

He was afraid! Sometimes when he wakes up from his sleep, he is covered in a cold sweat. Because he dreamed that his body was in a different place, and the people standing beside him were some of the people he knew and trusted the most: Yuwen Chengdu, the crown princess, and General Yang, these people looked at him with indifferent eyes.

When he calmed down, he thought about it carefully, shook his head and smiled. How is all this possible? And people say that dreams are the opposite, isn't this a revelation from the heavens, and these people will always be by his side loyal and righteous people?

"General Yuwen, let's go, let's see off our father for the last time together." Yu Wenhua and a stunned, isn't this emperor still dead?

Then I remembered something, and my heart was cold.

"Yes!" …… Song House.

"Boom!" Song Yuzhi was dressed in a white robe, with a serious expression, and was practicing the Heavenly Sword Technique, which was known as the undefeated Jianghu.

Between the gentle and dexterous movements of the long legs, the silk clothes are faint, like a black veil wrapped in a holy jade statue, so that the little cat stares intently, trying to peek into the flaws.

With the will is not divided, but condensed in God, God can be realized, meaning to follow the hand, can speak the law, and then from the law into the realm of impossibility, to understand the use of a knife.

God is the mind, the mind is the body and mind, every time a knife is made, the whole body follows, and the mind of God is one. Its knife technique is sometimes like a dragon flying for nine days, sometimes like a snake diving deep, without reputation, without destruction, not stuck in things.

[This knife technique, white and round, light and flexible, is indeed good. The little yellow cat nodded in satisfaction, admiring in her heart.

"Boom! Master Le, please advise! Song Yuzhi pointed at the little yellow cat with a sincere expression. At this moment, the human knife is one, and the will of the knife is her will.

It's been three years, and no one knows how she got over these three years. I practiced and learned day and night, and every time I lost a move.

But she didn't slack off at all, but worked harder. She does not allow her knife to fail! She wants to rely on her own knife to get back all her lost things, and she wants to tell her second uncle in a dignified manner that it was really Le Ye who took her to the workshop.

'This is a battle of dignity and honor!' The little yellow cat froze her face, raised her paws, and said solemnly: "Meow! "Come on, my kitten isn't easy either!

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"Huh!" With a knife, Song Yuzhi rushed directly to the little yellow cat, with no thought in his eyes, and there was nothing else besides the knife.

This is the ultimate of the sword.

"Crack the world!" The girl swept the knife and slashed directly at the target's waist, showing no mercy. After three years of hard fighting, she knew she was not qualified to stay.

This battle must be won!

"Smack!" The girl landed directly on the ground, with tears in her eyes. Damn, it's almost every time, and it's always a pity to lose.

Miao Le stepped directly on the head of the little shovel, and it was a lesson to the little brain. Mere human beings, how dare to commit a crime, presumptuous!

Diao Min!

"Ahem~" Song Zhi came in, his face full of helplessness. Can't you get down to business except fight and spit on each other?

Even he suddenly understood why the eldest brother was bored in the Song family mountain city every day and didn't come out at all. As a well-behaved Confucian scholar, every day he stayed with Le Ye felt tortured.

"Meow."

"Second uncle." Song Yuzhi's single ponytail didn't know when it was scattered, his cloak was scattered, and he stood up in a proper manner.

Some time ago, her father sent a letter, asking her to listen to her second uncle, otherwise she would come over in person to let her know what father's love is.

Obviously, the girl didn't really want to experience it. Song Zhi pondered for a while and said: "Yang Jian is seriously ill, and now the palace has been blocked inside and outside, according to the calculations of the Song family's think tank, the former crown prince Yang Yong has no chance of winning, and in the foreseeable future, Yang Guang's accession to the throne should be a sure thing." According to Yang Guang's performance over the years, he must be a generation of Ming Jun, if he doesn't live long, he doesn't have an unknown old age, maybe he can still be famous in history. So, Yuzhi, I now ask you on behalf of the Song family, do you mean anything to this Yang Guang? Song Yuzhi was stunned, young Mo Ai, she sometimes thinks about her future husband, but every time she plays, she forgets it.

Now when I look back, I realize that time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, I have reached the age of marriage.

But who is this Yang Guang?

"Second uncle, I don't know this Yang Guang, and I haven't seen it, how do I know if it's interesting to him?" Song Yu said in surprise.

Song Zhi: ??? After staying in Daxing for six years, you haven't even seen the prince of Dasui, you haven't said a word, you haven't even heard of it?

Don't you have anything else in your mind but to eat, drink, and be merry? Please, I'm old, let me go!

"Master Le, what do you think of this Yang Guang?" Song Zhi looked at the little yellow cat expectantly. As far as he knew, Le Ye was extremely fast, and he couldn't be idle, and the entire Daxing should have been run all over by him.

Moreover, it is a heaven and earth beast, if it can be recognized by him, then this Yang Guang must not be a thing in the pool.

The Song family can also let more benefits come out. As one of the four major gates, in fact, he doesn't care who is the emperor, what he hopes most is that the court is stable, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there is money in his pocket.

In this way, with the power and manpower of the Song family, as well as the countless extraordinary skills of his subordinates, relying on the various commodities sold, earning profit differences, and continuing to collect talents, it will only get stronger and stronger.

As we all know, the accumulation of wealth and power is not getting slower and slower, but after a certain point, it is getting faster and faster.

The little yellow cat suddenly fell into deep thought, trying to find Yang Guang in his mind, for a long time, he raised his head, in Song Zhixi's eyes.

"Meow~" [I didn't pay attention, but his princess Xiao is very good, very big!] Would you like to take you to see and see?

Song Zhi: ??? Tired, destroy! …… Inshou Palace. Yang Jian was lying weakly on the bed, gasping slightly, and the three important ministers of the court and his two favorite wives: Xuanhua's wife Chen and Ronghua's wife Cai's waited on the side.

Looking at the roof quietly, feeling his weakness and powerlessness, he was very reluctant. In the decades since the creation of the Great Sui, he has been cautious and has few idle days.

Now the national strength of the Great Sui is also prosperous and strong, with 40 million people, 1 million soldiers, and the grain stored in the granary can feed the people of the whole country for three years.

It is so powerful that no neighboring country can match it. And the Western Liang, destroy the Southern Chen, Pingjiangnan, recover the Lingnan, unify the whole country, break the Turks, build the Great Wall, open the canal, set up the imperial examination, set up the granary, and reform the currency.

How many heroes in ancient times could do it? His only regret now is that some things have not been completed in his lifetime.

But with the national strength of the Great Sui now, the grain stored in the major granaries, even if Yang Guang is a pig and does nothing, the Great Sui will be as stable as Mount Tai and will be passed on steadily.

What's more, the prince's character and ability are also good, and in the future, the Great Sui will definitely not die like the Qin Dynasty!

"Go out, call the prince in, I have something to explain." Yang Jian commanded.

"Yes!" The three ministers and the two ladies saluted respectfully and hurriedly retreated. Even in the twilight years of a hero, his words and deeds are still providential.

When she went out, Mrs. Chen clamped her legs, and she was ready to go to the side room to wipe it and change her clothes. At this time, there is definitely no condition to take a bath again, but as a woman, she is still a woman who has experienced the things in the boudoir, and she will often secrete a little dirt under her body, plus she is busy going out to sweat a little, which is very uncomfortable.

This made the pampered Mrs. Chen unbearable, so she simply asked the maid to fetch some water and wash up, so that she could face the emperor in her later years with a better attitude.

I hope she won't be buried. ……

"Father!" Yang Guang knelt in front of Yang Jian's window with a sad expression, holding his hands tightly. Yang Jian also red-eyed.

That year, when this son was born, he was still so young, but now he has to bear the great cause of the Yang family and the burden of a country.

"Prince, I'm getting old and I'm going to die. In the future, the Great Sui will be handed over to you, and now that the Great Sui is becoming more and more prosperous, I am relieved of your ability, but there are still a few things I want to entrust to you. Yang Jian said with an effort to lift his breath.

"Father, you said that the child must obey the teachings." Yang Jian smiled and said with relief: "The first thing is that the land of my Great Sui is too big, it is thousands of miles away from south to north, and it is quite inconvenient to communicate and transfer troops, so I have been digging canals for more than 20 years, just to connect the north and south." In the future, when you become an emperor, you also need to continue to dig, when the canal is connected, it will be the foundation of my Great Sui Dynasty. But you should pay attention to three points: one is to plan slowly, not to abuse the people's power; The two fight corruption and eliminate evil, preventing some officials from digging up a scourge for their own selfishness; Three: The canal needs to be desilted every year, otherwise the banks of the canal will flood, which will be another major crime. Yang Guang nodded heavily: "The child must obey." Yang Jian bowed slightly: "The second thing should be the granary and the imperial examination, now the family gate valve is powerful, and even the foundation of my Yang family is also dependent on the support of the door valve." But this country is always my Yang family's country, although the Great Sui national strength is getting stronger and stronger, but these gate valve families are like the bloodsucking insects, and they are also growing day by day. If it continues like this, it will become a big trouble. If one day a certain generation of emperors does not know people and elects a faint monarch, then the matter of my Yang clan replacing the Northern Zhou Dynasty may be repeated again. Ensuring the fairness and impartiality of the imperial examination and selecting capable people with lofty ideals in the world is an important point in curbing the expansion of the gate valve. The granaries can also ensure that in times of great calamity, those clans cannot annex land and expand their power. Anti-corruption and clean government, imperial examinations, granaries, and canals, these four are the foundation of the country, remember. ”

"Yes!"

"Ahem, cough~" After saying so many words, Yang Jian felt very tired, very tired. But he knew that if he didn't finish explaining, he wouldn't be blind to death.

"Prince, I know that you are very smart, smart people are arrogant, and after you ascend the throne in the future, you will definitely feel the constraints of your clan's gate lord. But these forces have long been entrenched in my Great Sui, you can deal with them, but don't be in a hurry, you must try it slowly. If this person is in a hurry, he will make mistakes! Got it? cough cough cough cough~" After speaking, Yang Jian spit out another mouthful of blood.

Yang Guang hurriedly took out a brocade and wiped it, with tears in his eyes: "Father, I know, stop talking, have a good rest." You are Mingjun, and you will definitely get better. ”

"Ah~" After explaining all this, Yang Jian breathed a long sigh of relief and looked out the window with a faint look. The sun is shining and the breeze is gentle.

It's so nostalgic! When his father closed his eyes and fell asleep, Yang Guangcai quietly went out, ordered the doctor to take care of him, and walked back with a heavy expression.

He had been looking forward to this day, but when it came to this day, he realized that the burden of this country was too heavy.

Even the big and small things up and down the Great Sui, and the many gate valve battles, all made him a little uncomfortable. Are you ready to be the king of a country?

When passing by a side room, Yang Guang unintentionally glanced at it, and suddenly paused. What did he see? There is a woman in the inner room, with a smooth jade back as white as jade, round and slender, and her slender hand is slowly wiping in the mountains and forests with a snow-white brocade handkerchief, and her every move shows her wonderful posture.

"Gudu~" came to the palace to abstain from sex for nearly a month, and when he saw this scene rashly, Yang Guang suddenly felt solemn.

Almost without hesitation, he pushed the door open and entered. He is the crown prince, and in the near future, he will be the lord of the world, and the shore of the land is not a prince, just a woman, he needs it, and this person will naturally have to give!

"Ah, who is it?" When Mrs. Chen heard the sound, she turned around, and her pretty face immediately turned red.

"Prince, why did you come here?" Counting, she is the prince's mother, but now at this moment, she is calm, and her husband is not far away, this scene is really embarrassing, but for some reason there is a sense of strangeness in her heart.

Yang Guang stepped forward without hesitation, holding the pen in his hand, insulting Sven..... After a while, his expression calmed down completely, without sadness or joy, and he even pinched Mrs. Chen's white neck in front of him and hesitated.

To kill, or not to kill? Mrs. Chen was pitiful, crying, looking up, a pretty face with pear blossoms and rain was imprinted in Yang Guang's eyes.

It's a pity that such a beauty died like this.

"I will ascend the throne in the near future, promise me, don't tell me about it, in the future, I will treat you well!" Yang Guang gradually let go and said in a deep voice.

Mrs. Chen nodded hurriedly. Growing up, she never knew that death was so close. Yang Guang relieved his heart and said coldly: "Wipe it yourself!" Then he turned and walked away.

If this woman can stand out in the harem, then she must be a smart person, tell her father that there is no benefit, and she may be killed.

He still has this confidence. Not a big problem. ……