The night in Shuzhong is different from that in southern Xinjiang, the night in southern Xinjiang is very noisy, even if you are in the middle of the city, you can hear birds and insects from all directions, Yang Xiaoyang used to even think that if he stayed here for a long time, he would open his mouth early in the morning. The night in Sichuan and Shu is different, there is a little sound, but compared with the southern Xinjiang where birds and insects are all over the place, it can only be regarded as a baby bird and insect baby, and occasionally one or two sounds make the night a little quiet.

Uncle Xu didn't come to dinner this night, so he sent the official defense and left.

At night, Yang Xiaoyang watched his mother seal the prepared hot sauce in a small jar, and saw that Xiao Di had fallen asleep in the room, so he couldn't help but point to the wooden box in the corner, and asked, "Mother, where did the knife in this box come from?"

"That's your father's knife. ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned, "Who is my father?"

"Today's general of Mingwu, the regent, Yang Qi. ”

Chu Sleeve quietly said this answer that had been hidden for a long time.

Yang Xiaoyang sat up suddenly, wanting to say something but feeling something stuck in his throat, unable to even make a moan.

Yang Xiaoyang once asked his mother who his father was, and that was the first time Yang Xiaoyang saw a different expression on his mother's face, which gave people panic and surprise, not a quiet expression.

"He's a normal guy. Yang Xiaoyang remembered that his mother replied like this at that time, which was unclear and vague, which also made Yang Xiaoyang at that time eliminate the idea of continuing to ask.

Yang Xiaoyang sat down after a long time, "Is it really General Yang who quelled the rebellion of the Eight Kings back then?"

Chu Sleeve put the small jar on the table, "Yes." ”

Yang Xiaoyang had a lot of questions to ask but didn't know what to ask for a while, for some reason his heart was a little sour, and he wanted to cry, but he didn't know why he wanted to cry.

After being silent for a long time, Chu Sleeve spoke: "It's not early, go to sleep." Tomorrow morning, you stay at home to take care of Xiaodi, and then teach her to recognize some words, so you don't have to go to the store with me. With that, he went into the inner room.

Yang Xiaoyang was still in a trance, but he didn't respond, and he lay on the bed tossing and turning, and fell asleep after thinking about it for a long time.

The next morning, Yang Xiaoyang woke up feeling a little cold, put on a thick coat and walked inside, and found that his mother was no longer at home. Xiao Tu slept on a brand-new small bed, in a large font, I don't know if she was having a good dream, drooling and smiling.

Yang Xiaoyang smiled and didn't wake her up, and came to the kitchen to find that the water had been boiled, and there was still heat in the pot. I poured myself a bowl of water, took two steamed buns, and walked outside to eat while watching the scenery.

The scenery is not bad, the morning wind is a little cool, and there are only a few bird calls occasionally in the forest, but I don't hear the insects, and I guess I know that the insects that get up early are eaten by the birds. The hut in the courtyard is obviously newly built, but it gives people an old feeling, and it is quietly in the corner, as if it has been there for a long time.

The taste of the buns is okay, not particularly delicious, but Yang Xiaoyang's requirements for food are not high, one in one hand, and half a bite, I feel quite satisfied.

As soon as the second bun got into the meat filling, he heard the call of the lamb and the lamb in the house, and he stuffed the rest of the bun into his mouth and went into the house. I saw Xiao Di sitting on the bed in the middle, rubbing her eyes, and her hair was messy.

Yang Xiaoyang picked up the comb on the table and asked Xiao Di to sit down, her hair was quite dense, but it was a little yellow, Yang Xiaoyang combed Xiao Di slightly, and tied a pigtail at random and hung it on the back of her head, if Chu Sleeve saw it, it was estimated that he would give Yang Xiaoyang a chestnut to eat.

Fortunately, Xiao Di has not yet reached the age of Aimei, so she shook her head and rushed out of the door. Looking at Xiao Di's braids, Yang Xiaoyang suddenly understood why his mother felt guilty about Xiao Di.

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Ming Wuguo, in the twenty-second year of An Yan (fifteen years ago), in the palace of the emperor of Beijing, the thirty-seven-year-old emperor Zhao Jinsheng was seriously ill, and his round face, which should have been ruddy, had a pale color, and he was already bedridden, and his eyes were closed as if he was sleeping. The old lady doctor finished taking the pulse, sighed slightly, and waved his hand to the middle-aged man standing on the side.

The two of them went out of the house, and the old lady smiled with difficulty, "Your Majesty's illness has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, but it is extremely difficult to cure, and the elixir sent by Longhu Mountain last time can only hang on to his life." After saying that, he sighed again, arched his hand and bent down and retreated.

The middle-aged man is a melon seed face, his body is a little thin, but the small belly under the brocade clothes is a little conspicuous, and the beard on his chin is not taken care of at a glance, like weeds growing arbitrarily on the side of the road.

Yang Qi looked at the old lady's staggering back and pursed his lips, and just as he was about to turn around and enter the house, a father-in-law hurriedly ran over and bowed his hand, "Lord Yang, the slave has something urgent to report to Your Majesty." ”

Yang Qi played with the jade belt tied around his waist, and mumbled, but his body did not move. When the father-in-law heard the answer, he wanted to enter the house, who thought that Lord Yang answered but didn't move, if it weren't for the fact that no one in the courtyard thought it was someone else's words.

Father-in-law raised his head slightly and glanced at Lord Yang, gritted his teeth and said: "There is an urgent report from the Ministry of War, except for the King of Zhenbei and the King of Shu, the other eight kings have issued an edict, and in the name of His Majesty's critical illness, they will send troops to the imperial capital to protect Your Majesty's left and right." ”

"Hmm. ”

The father-in-law was shocked, and when he saw that Lord Yang had no expression, he thought that he didn't understand, so he added: "The eight kings are going to rebel, Lord Yang." After speaking, he raised his head slightly, and saw that Lord Yang was looking at him, his body trembled and said that the slave and maid retreated and walked away quickly, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but admire Lord Yang's unfazed kung fu, and thought that he was worthy of being the person next to His Majesty.

Master Yang waited for a while and saw that no one came again, and muttered, "It's really troublesome, it's my business." ”

turned around and entered the house, and saw Zhao Jinsheng lying on the bed looking at him with a smile, frowning, "What do you say you are pretending to be sick, except for the old man of Gongsun Li and the king of Shu, the other eight kings of the opposite sex are going to send troops to the imperial capital, you look at it." ”

"Help me get it, hehe. "It's a lewd laugh.

"Get out. This was a decisive answer.

"My sister is coming back in the next two days, and this girl said that Lord Yang has not seen her for a long time and is very worried, and she must meet this time. Hey. "It was a cruel laugh.

"How many people are there in the Royal Foresters, give them to me. ”

"There are 80,000 Imperial Guards in total, and I can give you 50,000. But if you think about it, the army of the eight kings must add up to 400,000, and the Royal Forest Army is not enough to see, and you can understand whether the Royal Forest Army is powerful or not. ”

"Say it again. Yang Qi replied freely, and left the house after speaking.

"I'm faking my illness, I'm really not going to do it. Zhao Jinsheng's muttering voice fell, and the room was silent.

On the second day, a brief edict was sent from the emperor's bedchamber:

I have been on the throne for 20 years and 2 years, and the sea cannot be clear, and the world cannot be peaceful. The people have no peace, and all nations are different. Officials must not be clear, and kings and ministers must not be harmonious. The crown prince Zhao Qinian, with a modest character, is very bowing, strong and untakable, and cannot move his heart with great confusion. I want to pass on the eldest son Zhao Qinian. The princes should work together to wear the new monarch. Heavy ministers should be carefully assisted and supported by the community. The crown prince is young, and now he is only ten, and Yang Qi, a bachelor of Hanlin, is the regent, temporarily leading the state government, and the ministers must not disobey.

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Children's happy times always fly by, and when Chu Sleeve stepped into the courtyard gate, Yang Xiaoyang realized that he and Xiao Di had been playing all morning.

Thinking that his mother had not yet started teaching Xiao Di to read and write, he thought about making amends, but looking at Xiao Di's stupid appearance of squatting on the ground and talking to ants, he felt that this dead sheep was not himself.

After Chu Sleeve entered the house, Yang Xiaoyang secretly pulled Xiao Di and whispered: "Little rabbit, wait a while for my mother to ask you if I have taught you to read, and you will preach." ”

Xiao Di didn't understand the reason, and nodded stupidly. There was a call from Chu Sleeve in the house, and Yang Xiaoyang didn't have time to explain more, so he could only hope that Xiao Di could learn more skills from the ants.

In the house, Chu Sleeve was processing the ingredients in the kitchen, Yang Xiaoyang was weak-hearted, and took the initiative to ask, "Mother, how is the hot sauce sold today?"

"I didn't sell a copy today, but I just gave the passers-by what I made yesterday to taste, and made an appointment to give some advice tomorrow. Chu Sleeve cleaned the small clay pot and put it aside to dry, "What words did you teach Xiao Di today?" ”

Yang Xiaoyang said in his heart that he should still come, and pulled Xiao Di, so he had to pray that Xiao Di would have some insight in her while eating, drinking, and having fun, but Yang Xiaoyang knew that most of the rest was not.

Xiao Di bit her index finger, pointed to a few oil-paper bags on the kitchen stove, and stretched out her index finger that was still stained with saliva, "Li Ji Bun Shop, Yueshan Bowl Chicken, Song's Pastry, Shushan Cake Shop." ”

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, the first time he felt that the saliva thing could be so cute, and he felt a little surprised, the little girl's memory is really good, although the things she remembers may be a little different.

Secretly glanced at Chu Sleeve, saw that his mother was a little stunned, thinking that his clumsy trick must not be hidden, and he felt cold for no reason.

Suddenly, I understood why my mother was sad after telling me who my father was, not because she had been hidden for many years, but because her favorite mother had lied to her for so long. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and looked at his mother, the bitterness and pain are not for outsiders, but there will be no more deception in the future.