Shoulders against the moon, carrying the stars.

This is the emperor's clothing, but it also represents the emperor's power.

Ye Feng's gaze was withdrawn from the black and red robe, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who had obviously gray hair, even if his country was fluttering now, but this man was still able to give people a domineering momentum that only the emperor had.

"You're here. ”

Yang Guang felt the gaze falling on him, did not look back, and said in a slightly low voice, "When I get this Taoist treasure longevity formula, I know that we will meet. It's just that I didn't expect this time to be so early. ”

"Huh. ”

Seeming to feel Ye Feng's surprise, Yang Guang smiled and said, "Isn't my image of a faint monarch and a tyrant disappointing?"

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and Yang Guang's words seemed to be full of endless self-deprecation. Ye Feng can feel that this is a lonely man, this loneliness is not the material loneliness of life, but the spiritual loneliness, the loneliness that cannot be understood by others. No matter what he does, at the moment he is a faint king, a tyrant, and he is written by thousands of people, and he can't break free from this name.

Ye Feng sighed lightly, walked into the main hall, strolled in front of Yang Guang, pulled over the yellow cushion left on the ground, and sat down cross-legged opposite Yang Guang.

It was only at this time that Ye Feng seriously looked at the man in front of him.

The hair is slightly gray, and he is only middle-aged, but the green silk at one end has turned gray, as if he has entered the age of the sixtieth century. The skin is fine, although it is not as soft as the elderly, but there is a sadness on the face that cannot be erased.

While Ye Feng was looking at Yang Guang, Yang Guang's eyes were also looking Ye Feng up and down. After obtaining the longevity formula, Yang Guang made every effort to investigate Ye Feng. Except for not knowing Ye Feng's origin, the others basically know a rough idea.

For a long time, Ye Feng looked at this emperor who had been named Emperor Yang of Sui in history, shook his head and smiled: "I am indeed a little disappointed, I originally thought that what I would see was the scene of Sheng's singing and dancing, and the wine pond and meat forest." ”

"Oh?"

The corners of Yang Guang's mouth raised, and he smiled with some surprise: "If Ye Gongzi likes it, I can also arrange it immediately." ”

Ye Feng shook his head and refused, although he knew that what the two of them said was a joke, but Yang Guang, as the emperor, was a golden mouth, and sometimes the fake became true.

Then. Ye Feng's gaze moved downward, his gaze fell on the spread out immortal recipe on the table, and asked, "Gained?"

Not called emperor. is not called a saint, Ye Feng's words seem very casual, as if they are two old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

For Ye Feng's disrespectful attitude. Yang Guang didn't care. Listening to Ye Feng's inquiry, Yang Guang smiled and said, "The harvest is not big, and it is impossible to live forever, but it can allow me to live for a while." ”

As he spoke, Yang Guang stroked the longevity formula in front of him, and finally sighed, closed the spread longevity formula, and then waved his hand, and the longevity formula in his hand immediately flew towards Ye Feng, saying, "I don't need this longevity recipe anymore." ”

Syllable!

Ye Feng took the longevity formula thrown by Yang Guang, but he didn't expect the longevity formula to return to his hands so quickly.

Ye Feng lowered his head and glanced at the immortal recipe of this family treasure in his hand, and was speechless for a while. Just now, Yang Guang's hand had already shown Ye Feng that his own skills were very good, and he was a master.

It seemed a little surprising but it seemed reasonable, but since Yang Guang didn't need it, Ye Feng also put away the longevity formula.

And Yang Guang didn't care about it anymore after throwing out the elixir of longevity, but took out the teacup that had already been prepared next to him, poured two cups of tea, and said: "I haven't heard the real news outside for a long time, how is the world now? Is it full of beacon fires, or is it the so-called prosperity of the world?"

Ye Feng looked at Yang Guang, he was able to say it like this, which meant that he himself already knew his current situation. Ye Feng pondered for a long time and said, "Well, it's not good, the days of peace are long gone, but it is rare among emperors in history to be able to make this world look like it is now." ”

"Huh. ”

Although Ye Feng didn't say it explicitly, Yang Guang understood the meaning of these words, Ye Feng meant that the Sui Dynasty should perish in his hands.

Yang Guang's face froze, he seemed to be a little self-deprecating, and he also seemed to be a little sad and said: "Yes, but I didn't expect that the powerful Sui Dynasty would perish in my hands in less than forty years." It's just a pity that my time is running out. ”

After muttering to himself, Yang Guang quickly changed the topic and asked, "The people of Cihang Jingzhai have already left the mountain?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, calculated the time, and felt that it was indeed time for Concubine Xuan to leave the mountain, and couldn't help but say: "If there is no accident, the contemporary heir of Cihang Jingzhai should be out of the mountain." ”

Yang Guang seemed to fall into memory when he heard this, and sighed: "Twenty years ago, it was Bixiuxin. Forty years ago, it was Fan Qinghui, who is the successor of Cihang Jingzhai now?"

Ye Feng replied without thinking, "Senior Concubine." ”

Yang Guang glanced at Ye Feng deeply, his expression paused, and he commented with a smile: "Good name, it seems that he is another person who will be likable!"

Obviously, it can be seen from these words that Yang Guang did not have a good impression of Cihang Jingzhai. Twenty years ago, Cihang Jingzhai was supported by the crown prince Yang Yong. If it weren't for Bixiu's heart having an accident halfway and falling into the hands of the evil king Shi Zhixuan, I really don't know what the outcome of this story would have been. And Yang Guang, who borrowed the power of the Demon Gate. In the end, he got the throne.

It's just that even if Yang Guang becomes the emperor, he is still helpless against Cihang Jingzhai, plus he has more thoughts on the gate valve family and the imperial examination, where does he have so much energy to deal with Cihang Jingzhai?

At this time, Yang Guang raised his head, his gaze fell on the roof above his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the roof, looked into the distance, and said with a slight condensation: "Twenty years, now is the time for that Cihang Jingzhai to choose the Ming Jun of the world." Who is this person? Is it Li Shimin of the Li family in Taiyuan?"

Even if Ye Feng was already familiar with everything, he would be able to keep his face unchanged if things would happen this or that in the future. But at this moment, Yang Guang said the name of the troubled Mingjun chosen by Cihang Jingzhai, but it also made Ye Feng feel extremely surprised.

You must know that Yang Guang is almost living in a cage now, and many of the things he wants to know are artificially controlled, not to mention, and now there is not the slightest news on the rivers and lakes that Cihangzhai chooses who Mingjun is, but Yang Guang is as capable as a mirror.

This had to make Ye Feng reevaluate Yang Guang. Originally, in Ye Feng's heart, there was a guess about Yang Guang's impression. But with this step-by-step contact and conversation again and again, Ye Feng's impression of Yang Guang changed again and again.

Thinking about it this way, what happened 20 years ago is not as simple as I thought.

After all, in the face of the question of the selection of Ming Jun, Cihang Jingzhai chose Li Shimin, not Li Jiancheng, obviously there is a precedent for such an example. And the biggest precedent for this is probably Yang Guang and Yang Yong brothers, otherwise Cihang Jingzhai should not not think about orthodoxy.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng had a guess in his heart. That is, Yang Guang rejected Cihang Jingzhai and chose the Demon Gate. And the biggest reason for this is Buddhism. For a ruler who wants to make a difference, a series of actions such as the extensive occupation of the Buddhist sect, the non-labor, and the non-payment of taxes are obviously intolerable.

Sure enough, Yang Guang's next words confirmed Ye Feng's conjecture, and I saw that Yang Guang was full of disdain for Cihang Jingzhai and said: "Is this Cihang Jingzhai's proof to me? Find someone who is close to me." But it's not the turn of Buddhism to point fingers...... Hahaha, if you choose Li Shimin, I believe that the group of nuns in Cihang Jingzhai will be disappointed in the end. ”

Yang Guang's disdainful sneer seemed to have seen the result decades later-Tang Zun Taoism was the state religion, not Buddha, and even Tang Wuzong adopted a strategy to destroy Buddha.

Ye Feng didn't know what to say at this time, but when he saw Yang Guang's topic change again, he asked, "Ye Gongzi, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Hehe, what kind of people are the real Yang Guang and Li Jiancheng in history? If you are interested, you can search for it, and I believe it will definitely surprise everyone.