August 15. Night. The moon stars are scarce.

The breeze is blowing.

This night, the lights in General Weizhen's palace were brilliant, the gongs and drums were noisy, and it was very lively.

Yang Ji looked up at the night sky, and the moon shone on his cold face.

But the moonlight still can't hide Yang Ji's intoxicating breath, resolute edges and corners, and masculine facial features. The patchwork of these temperaments is so flawless! The ice-blue eyes seem to be surrounded by mist, and there seems to be a deep sadness in them.

This is a man who shakes the strings.

On a night like this, such a person should be quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him, but the surroundings are so noisy.

......

"Young master, the master called you. ”

On the side, an old man with a wrinkled but kind face walked up to Yang Ji and bowed down and whispered.

Yang Ji retracted her gaze, smiled politely at the old man, and replied as gently as the moon: "Let's go." ”

The two of them are one in front of the other, the old man is behind, and Yang Ji is in front. The humble old man and the gentle young master added a little desolation to this noisy mansion.

"Master, the young master is here. ”

Pushing open the door of the study, the old man stepped aside.

After Yang Ji saluted the old man, she walked into the study and saluted her father.

"Father. ”

The man sitting at the desk put down the pen in his hand and picked up the words written on the table -- for the people and the country.

These four words are vigorous and powerful, just as vigorous and powerful as the man who wrote them. These four words are like a dragon, but this man doesn't look so chic.

"Ji'er, come here. The man beckoned.

Yang Ji walked over and stood beside the man.

"Help me with the pen. The man put the paper away, handed the pen to Yang Ji, and said.

"Father. Yang Ji held the brush, looked at the man in front of her in confusion and looked at the words on the paper, "I ......"

"Tomorrow is the day when you are eighteen, and it is also the day when you take the eldest princess, after you enter the palace, it will be difficult for your father to see you, mention it. The man's serious face couldn't hide the fatherly love in his eyes.

Yang Ji nodded, walked to the table, and mentioned her father's name with bated breath - Yang Yan.

Early the next morning, the emperor sent a sedan chair to take Yang Ji into the palace, and successfully completed this holy decree.

In the court, the faces of the ministers were not festive, but thoughtful.

Standing at the front of the right hand is General Wei Zhen - Yang Yan.

"Your Majesty, the minister has indeed been framed, I hope the emperor will see it. Yang Yan took a step forward, knelt down on one knee and said.

In the court, Yang Yan was the only one who shouted grievances, and even the emperor did not ask.

After a while, Yue Ming, the left-hand Prime Minister on the left, stepped forward and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the evidence has been confirmed, whether you are wronged or not is not just a matter of words. ”

"Evidence?" Yang Yan sneered, "What evidence do you have?"

"General Megatron really doesn't cry when he sees the coffin. Yue Ming also sneered, and then took out a scroll of kraft book from his sleeve, "Your Majesty, please take a look, this is a letter from General Wei Zhen and the Western Xia Kingdom in collusion." ”

"Present it. The emperor waved his hand.

The attendants beside him spread out the brown book, and the emperor looked at it, and asked, "General Yang Yan, what else do you have to explain?"

"Hahaha...... With a clear conscience, why do you need to explain!" Yang Yan knew that no matter how he explained, it would be useless, so why not explain, such a crime would be punished for a maximum of one year and demoted.

"It's good that General Megatron doesn't explain. Yue Ming seemed to hold Yang Yan's character, just waited for him not to explain, smiled indifferently, took out another token, and said, "The emperor doesn't know whether you know this thing or not." With that, he handed it over again.

"Megatrons. These three words are engraved on the token.

"General Weizhen's Mansion was specially set up by the emperor to protect the Panhua stick, but the emperor explicitly ordered that there should be no gang forces in the rivers and lakes, I don't know what the relationship between this Weizhen faction and General Weizhen?" Yue Ming continued.

When Yang Yan heard this, the corners of his eyes frowned slightly, and he immediately calmed down and said: "Back to the emperor, the Weizhen faction is indeed a gang established by ministers in the rivers and lakes, but it is ......"

"It seems that this is indeed the work of General Weizhen, so it is not a false accusation by Weichen. Yue Ming interrupted Yang Yan and said, "Now that General Wei Zhen has confessed, these two crimes are added together, I don't know how the emperor will deal with it." ”

"What kind of crime do you think this is?" asked the emperor.

"Back to the emperor, if these two sins are combined, it should be a full house of beheading. ”

"Your Majesty!" Yang Yan answered, "Please also ask the emperor to be clear, Weichen has been loyal all his life, and he has no two hearts!"

"Your Majesty, Weichen and General Weizhen have been dealing with things for many years, and they have not noticed that the general has any intention of rebellion, and they ask the emperor to find out. At this time, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu stepped forward and said.

"What else can be investigated if the evidence is conclusive? Give an order, take back Yang Yan's military power, put him under house arrest, and tomorrow the whole palace will be beheaded all over the house! Retreat from the court!" As soon as the emperor gave the order, he retreated to the court.

"Hahahaha...... The sky is going to kill me, the sky is going to die in Dongwu!" For a while, above the court, only Yang Yan's desperate cry was left, desolate and tragic, but the corners of his mouth kept rising!

had to ask about the beheading, and Yang Ji returned to General Weizhen's Mansion under the cover of the eldest princess.

"Father. In the main hall, Yang Ji saw her father who had returned, and immediately stepped forward.

Yang Yan looked at Yang Ji, and his wrinkled and serious face showed a smile for the first time.

"Ji'er, a man has ambitions, so why not be afraid of life and death. ”

Yang Ji nodded, her eyes flashing with the strong blood of eighteen boys.

Yang Yan walked to the center of the main hall, picked up the flower stick on the tiger stand, looked at Yang Ji and said earnestly: "Ji'er, our Yang family has been guarding this for a hundred years, and since the first emperor of Eastern Wu set up the Weizhen General's Mansion, there has been no problem. I'm going to give it to you today. ”

"Father. Yang Ji took the Panhua stick, was silent for a while, and said, "Father, I will swear to protect the Panhua stick." ”

Hearing this, Yang Yan's dark face showed a smile.

"Now that the traitors of Eastern Wu are in charge, I, Yang Yan, finally died unjustly, Ji'er, take a flower stick and follow Liu Lao to find the Weizhen faction, and you will know what to do in the future. ”

"Father. Yang Ji held back his tears, because he knew that as long as he cried, his father would worry about three points.

"Ji'er, I haven't taught martial arts since I was a child, and I don't allow you to practice martial arts, so you won't blame your father. Yang Yan stroked Yang Ji's face and said gently.

Yang Ji shook his head and said, "Father has his own reasons for not letting Ji'er practice martial arts, and Ji'er doesn't blame his father." ”

"Yes. Yang Yan was silent and said for a while.

Silence again.

Suddenly, there was the sound of knives and sticks outside the door, accompanied by screams.

"Master!" Liu Lao ran in and knelt on the ground and shouted, "Yue Ming's old thief has brought people into the mansion." ”

"I see. Yang Yan was not afraid, and still said calmly, "Take Ji'er away." ”

"No, father. ”

"Young master, let's go. Liu Lao grabbed Yang Ji and walked step by step to the secret passage behind the main hall.

The screams were getting closer and closer, so close that they were already in the main hall.

"Yang Yan, hand over the flower stick!" Yue Ming said as he stepped forward and looked at Yang Yan.

"Humph!"

Yang Yan snorted coldly, suddenly, his left foot kicked back, his right hand stretched out, his palm curled like a tiger's claw, the muscles of his whole body suddenly rose, and streams of purple lightning wrapped around his body, and the whole person pounced on Yue Ming at lightning speed.

"Fight for the trapped beast, suffer death. ”

Yue Ming unfolded his stance and motioned for everyone to step back.

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