Sima Zhen disagreed with Yang Xianrong to go to Guan Shushan, saying that at least he should prepare for the trip after the spring flowers bloomed. And, he's going to go with him.

Yang Xianrong didn't say much, and still lived quietly in Tianyuan Palace.

This year's winter in Luoyang doesn't seem to be particularly cold, and there is even a feeling of spring. After experiencing the usurpation of power and then seizing power, the political situation seems to have stabilized a lot, at least I can see Sima Yi coming to the palace every day, and he is also talking and laughing with Emperor Sima Zhen.

The people saw that the high-ranking officials of the imperial power gradually returned to normal, and the smell of fireworks in the street market slowly returned. Those restaurants have diners, and although no one dares to talk about it, they have finally gained popularity.

Mingyue Lou also opened the door, and the boss Mao Hongmao sat behind the counter, and he didn't let the young men go to the door to solicit business, saying that he wanted to come to dinner, and he looked at the door here open, and he would inevitably come in.

There are not many people, and it is difficult to do business.

He looked in the direction of the palace in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the two brothers of the Yang family, Yang Xianyong and Yang Xiankang, walked in, that he turned around and asked, "Shouldn't you two be on duty today?" ”

"Take a day off, I'm tired and panicked." Yang Xiankang casually pulled a chair and sat down, grabbed the teapot on the table, poured a big bowl by himself, and drank it with a bang.

The eldest brother Yang Xianyong glanced at him, reached out and touched the teapot again, and found that the water was warm, so he didn't say anything. He also sat down and said to Mao Hongmao: "It's good to get some food, we didn't eat in the morning, and now we are so hungry that we are close to our hearts." ”

"Hey, wait, I'll go to the back kitchen and see if there's anything hot. It's past lunch, and there shouldn't be anything left. Mao Hongmao hurriedly went to the back kitchen and took a turn around, bringing a lot of flatbread and minced meat, "That's all." ”

"It's okay, just take a bite." The Yang brothers are not picky about eating, and they are very happy to see that the flatbread is still hot.

"You shouldn't be asking, you shouldn't have no food in the Northern Military Mansion, right?" Mao Hongmao laughed a few times.

"Nobody cooks." Yang Xiankang ate the flatbread in a few bites, "In the past few days, the emperor has gone to the West School to train his troops, and we didn't need to follow." But he didn't know what's wrong, he remembered to ask the Northern Military Mansion to also train together, not only Wuwei, but all the people in the Northern Military Mansion had to go...... Isn't that the cook, the man, and the man all gone? ”

"Then why did you two come back?" Mao Hongmao pulled a chair and sat down, and asked the young man to go to the back kitchen and ask them to bring a few more fried eggs.

"Oh, I'll tell the emperor that Tai'an County has sent some gadgets to the little princess, all of which were used by the queen when she was a child, and I want to go and get them. The emperor agreed. Yang Xiankang's smile became brighter and better-looking.

After two years of training, he has faded away from the youthfulness of a teenager, and faintly shows the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix among people. Looking at Yang Xianyong again, he is more heroic than his father. It is often said that Yang Xianyong is very similar to the ancestor Yanghu, of course, there is also Yanghu's Wen Taowu strategy, depending on him as a strategist for Sima Ying, and as a pioneer in the battle of Huangqiao, the future must not be underestimated.

Now staring at the Yang brothers, there are not a few people who want to marry.

However, everyone is waiting and watching, after all, the current situation is very strange. The emperor is still a puppet, but it seems that Sima Ying has also become Sima Ying's puppet, and he has to copy Sima Ying's official documents every day. Then, after Sima Ying made a decision, he handed it back to Sima Yi for processing.

From Luoyang to Yecheng, and then from Yecheng to Luoyang, I don't know how many horses died of exhaustion.

However, even if you know, you won't say anything. At least for now, the temporary calm also allows people to have a respite.

"Your father has returned from Taean-gun?" Mao Hongmao asked, "Count the days, you won't be able to come back until Mayday." ”

"It's the old servants of the Yang family who came over, they all watched the third sister grow up, these three sisters have children, and now the most lacking thing is the manpower to take care of the children, these people want to help." Yang Xiankang had a large amount of food and ate deliciously, and in the blink of an eye, there was nothing left on the table.

"The emperor actually agreed?" Mao Hongmao was still a little surprised, because this was not in accordance with the rules, and the Yang brothers ran out of the school training with such a bad excuse, which was also quite capricious.

"Hey, at least he will agree to the matter of the third sister." Yang Xiankang smiled and gave the last piece of flatbread to the eldest brother, "Brother, this rolled egg is very delicious." ”

The appearance of Yang Xianyong eating burritos is so good-looking. But Mao Hongmao didn't know why, and suddenly remembered that this was also a young general in the rumor, and I heard that he had a hundred and one heads...... Hey, he shuddered, stopped looking at him, just shouted to the young man, "Fry another plate of eggs." I remember that there was a plate of pickled radishes on the stove, and I quickly brought it over. ”

"Pickled radish? Don't don't, pack it for me, I'll take it to my third sister, she likes to eat this. Yang Xiankang said with a smile, "I heard her talk about pickling radishes in Jinyong City a few days ago." ”

Mao Hongmao laughed again, although the life of Jin Yongcheng was terrifying, he could always find a lot of fun. Yang Xianrong is not a timid and cowardly woman, the atmosphere is neat, and she is really a queen's temperament.

"On the Cold Food Festival, is there anything to eat in the palace? Do you want me to prepare something more to send over? Mao Hongmao asked.

"There shouldn't be, the third sister was tossed by the little princess and turned over, she said that she didn't expect such a small person to be so difficult to serve......" Yang Xiankang said this, seeing Yang Xianyong actually showed a smile, and said in surprise: "Big brother, you finally laughed, this morning's wake up is dissipated......"

"Where do I have any anger to get up, it's not that you have to wrestle with Qin Chaoge, hmph, he actually laughed at my arm strength is not enough, I can't pull the iron bow nine times in a row, just like how powerful he is."

"Hey, big brother, you don't know this, he can really pull nine times, or even more. He's been practicing this since he was a child, and we really can't compare. Yang Xiankang's oily hand wanted to scratch his hair, but was held down by Yang Xianyong.

"When you enter the palace in a while, you better wash it, it really stinks."

"Hey, big brother, you made me run ten laps of the school yard in the morning, and I was covered in stinky sweat, don't blame me." Yang Xiankang was still coquettish.

"This is called winter practice and summer practice, and ......"

"It's all spring......

The two brothers are also interesting, one has a straight face, and the other is shy.

Mao Hongmao put the pickled radish into the food box, looked at the two of them, and was also full of like, "Today's pickled radish is a little sour, see if the queen likes it?" I remember that your Liu Yao and Liu brothers liked this very much...... Speaking of which, there was no news after he left. ”

Yang Xianyong's expression changed slightly, and he turned his head away. Yang Xiankang immediately took the food box and said with a smile: "Then who knows?" People just came here to play, gone, no contact, isn't it normal? ”

"Yes, maybe we'll see you later." Mao Hongmao sighed deeply, in this troubled world, who knows if he can see it again? Perhaps, everyone is a passerby, and everyone's meeting is the last time in this life.