Yang Guang stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, silently staring at the vigorous figures of several old plum trees outside the window. In the magnificent side hall, the light shone on Yang Guang's lonely figure, making him look so small and so desolate.

At this time, footsteps sounded behind him, and Yang Guang said unhappily: "I said, I want to be alone and calm."

"Your Majesty, it's me!" Yang Lihua's voice sounded behind her.

If anyone else dares to disturb Yang Guang at this time, then there is only Princess Leping Yang Lihua, the eldest sister is like a mother. Yang Lihua has loved Yang Guang since she was a child and has the deepest relationship with Yang Guang. She is also the person Yang Guang respects the most after his parents passed away.

Yang Guang turned around and asked with a smile, "Is there anything wrong with my elder sister?"

Yang Lihua said: "I'll plead for Xiao Er. After all, he is His Majesty's son. I hope His Majesty won't punish him too severely."

"It was his mother who begs you to show your affection!" Yang Guang said with a faint smile.

"That's true! But I want to pick it myself."

Yang Guang nodded, "Don't worry! He is my son. If I get angry with him, I will not kill him. If the tiger is poisonous, I will have my own right."

Yang Lihua pondered for a moment and said, "I also want to beg Your Majesty to bless Yuanqing."

"Please?...Yang Guang was surprised that Princess Leping actually said the word "Please".

"Why?" Yang Guang stared at her, and he felt the inner movements of the elder sister under her calm appearance.

Yang Lihua sighed and said, "I told Your Majesty that the return of the sword may be a coincidence! I like him very much. I don't have a son, so I treat him as my son in my heart. Unfortunately, he was involved in His Majesty's family affairs. The queen is no longer happy with him. I hope he can be forgiven by His Majesty."

Yang Guang stared at Yang Lihua for a while before shook his head slowly, "Sister doesn't have to ask me. You've actually made a mistake. I'm not angry with him... On the contrary, I feel very moved by him. He saved my two sons, and..."

Yang Guang smiled... "And I have decided to let him inherit the career of chopping noses and make him the Turkic envoy of my Great Sui Dynasty. I will use him more."

Yang Lihua was very happy and bowed to Yang Guang, "Then I thank Your Majesty for him."

Yang Lihua was anxious to leave, and Yang Guang's voice came from behind, "Don't tell him first, young people should not let him be arrogant and extravagant, let him learn to be grateful... I will give him more training."

"Your Majesty, I know, I won't tell him."

Yang Lihua retreated. She walked out of the palace and saw Empress Xiao standing at the door of the palace with a worried look on her face. When Empress Xiao saw Yang Lihua coming out, she hurriedly asked, "Sister, how about it?"

"He said that the tiger poison does not eat the baby... He can't kill the baby. I guess the punishment is inevitable. You have gone to see him! He has woken up from deep thoughts."

After saying that... Yang Lihua left quickly. Empress Xiao thought about it and still plucked up the courage to push open the hall gate.

I saw my husband sitting on the soft couch with his back facing her, like an old monk entering into meditation, motionless.

"Your Majesty, it's me!"

Empress Xiao slowly walked behind her husband and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do with Xiao'er?"

Yang Guang did not answer her directly, but turned around and asked lightly, "Do you hate Yang Yuanqing very much?"

"I can't talk about hating him, but I just don't like it. I don't like outsiders to participate in my family affairs."

"What about Zhao'er? I feel that you hate him too. If he dies, you won't take it to heart. Is that true?" Yang Guang asked indifferently.

Queen Xiao was stunned. She slowly knelt in front of her husband, opened her eyes wide and said, "Your Majesty, how can you say that? Although I prefer Xiaoer, Zhaoer is my flesh and flesh, and my heart. How could I hope he die? Your Majesty, how can you not take his mother to heart if she doesn't take her son?"

"That's right. What if Yang Yuanqing saved your son's life? Do you still have prejudice against him?"

"Of course not! But what does Your Majesty mean? I didn't understand."

Yang Guang sighed, "Do you know what Yang Yuanqing meant in the end that sentence? I hope that sixty years later, he can still accompany King Qi to hunt."

"I was about to ask His Majesty, what does he mean?"

Yang Guang smiled bitterly, "I have a deep understanding of his words. In fact, it is very simple to put it bluntly. If I make Qing'er the crown prince and ascend the throne in the future, with his heart, I will kill Zhao'er. Even the grandson that Zhao'er gave birth to me will not be left, just because Zhao'er is the eldest son. Qing'er has written it very clearly in the note and ordered the eunuchs he bought to find an opportunity to kill Zhao'er.

On the contrary, if Zhao'er was the crown prince, then with Zhao'er's politeness, he would not kill his brothers, but would instead be named King Xiaoyao. Sixty years later, Yang Yuanqing could still accompany him to hunt."

Yang Guang sighed, "If I have the eldest son, then the second son can live forever. If I have the second son, then I will definitely be killed by my flesh and blood. This is something I will never want to see!"

Empress Xiao suddenly felt very tired, and she also admitted that Yang Yuanqing was right. With the heart of King Qi, if he got the position, he would kill his brother, but she would feel that Yang Yuanqing would be touched. She would not be able to do anything. After all, Yang Yuanqing raised his eldest son by stepping on the second son, but at this time Yang Yuanqing was no longer important. What was important was that she could hear what her husband said.

"Your Majesty means that you have decided to make Zhaoer the crown prince?"

"Yes, I have decided to make Zhaoer too taro..."

In fact, Yang Guang began to look at his eldest son with admiration after the Renshou Palace incident. The proposal to move the capital was successful this time. Yang Guang felt that the eldest son had enough brains. He was already considering making a decision. However, the eldest son's physical condition had always made him unable to make a decision. Today, a series of things happened that allowed him to see through his second son, who was lowly, reckless, toxic, and dishonest. In this way, how could he hand over the Sui Dynasty to him?

Yang Yuanqing's key words were like a wake-up call, which made Yang Guang suddenly realize that he would never want the tragedy of his generation to repeat in his children and grandchildren. At this moment, he finally made up his mind~

"Zhao'er is the eldest son, generous and kind. I believe that he will be the king of kindness in the future. As for his body, I will ask the best doctor and use the best medicine to recuperate him."

The banquet had already ended. King Yang Zhao of Jin's carriage drove out of the gate under the escort of more than a hundred guards and rushed towards the King of Jin's mansion. A small candle was lit in the carriage, which made the carriage a little dim light. Yang Zhao leaned against the soft wall of the carriage, and his face could not hide his inner joy. From the attitude of his father's attitude towards King Qi today, he knew in his heart that the gate of the East Palace was about to open to him. For this reason, he was full of emotion for Yang Yuanqing.

"Yuanqing, today I will succeed in fighting for the throne. I will remember your great contributions in my heart."

Yang Yuanqing sat opposite him. He was going to Baiyue Inn to find Shan Xiongxin, but Yang Zhao would definitely pull him into the car. If he had something to say to him, he had to get on the carriage.

"Have you succeeded in fighting for the throne so surely? What if the emperor forgives King Qi in the end?"

Yang Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Of course, the father will forgive the King of Qi sooner or later, but in the matter of the Eastern Palace, the King of Qi has no time. Now it is the latest in October. The father will establish a new year name on New Year's Day. At the latest, the father will be crowned with the queen and the crown prince. There are still more than two months left. However, one month before the crown prince, the father will establish the crown prince. In fact, there are only more than one month left. In this more than one time, the father will never consider establishing a son who is simple-minded, narrow-minded, and lies. He even dares to draw a sword in front of the father to kill people as the crown prince. I know very well, so he has already lost."

Yang Yuanqing nodded and Yang Zhao said it was reasonable, "Congratulations to your highness!"

"Well! I'll have a good sleep tonight, start practicing swords early tomorrow morning, and I'll work hard to lose weight."

Yang Zhao remembered something again and asked, "Yuanqing, last time you said you wanted to move out of Yang's mansion, or you would live in my mansion."

Yang Yuanqing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness. I plan to go to Shaofu Temple tomorrow to receive the reward and buy a house. Then I will go back to Jiangnan to bring my aunt back. After completing these two things, I will return to Dali City."

Yang Zhao laughed, "I don't need to buy a house. I'll give you one. It covers an area of ​​about ten acres. It's a new house. Let your aunt and sister live in it. When you go to Dali City, I'll take care of them for you. I think I should do my best than the Yang Mansion."

"Why should I accept it happily?"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Should you hesitate to refuse?"

"That depends on whether you feel you are qualified to accept it?"

"It seems that I can't refuse His Highness's kindness!"

Yang Yuanqing raised his glass and smiled happily: "Thank you, Your Highness, I will set off for Jiangnan tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that there was still a banquet from the Pei family, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I remembered a few more things, but I really can't leave.

He also thought of at least saying hello to Shan Xiongxin and the others, and Yang Lihua also wanted to say goodbye, so how could he leave just by saying that?

At this time, the carriage Huiran stopped, and the guard reported outside the carriage, "Your Highness, please wait. There is a tree in front of you that blocks the way. Let's move it away."

Yang Yuanqing was slightly stunned, "Your Highness, it was not windy or rainy today, how could there be a tree yamen?"

"It may be that it was hit by another carriage. It happened three days ago to the west of my palace. There were also big trees falling on the street behind the palace the day before yesterday."

Yang Zhao suddenly frowned, remembering an unfavorable legend, "But when I meet a li Fushu in a car, this is not a good sign. What disadvantage will it bring to me?"

He looked up and stretched out of the car window to check. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing suddenly heard a sound of a bang!... from a distance. This was the sound of a bowstring. Yang Yuanqing was shocked. He almost instinctively pushed Yang Zhao away. Just as Yang Zhao was pushed away, an arrow roared into the car window, wiped Yang Zhao's fat face and nailed to the opposite car wall. The arrow flashed with a green luster, which turned out to be a poisonous arrow.

"There are assassins!"

Yang Yuanqing reacted very quickly. He shouted, blew out the candle and pressed Yang Zhao face down to the floor, "Your Highness, don't move!"

He pulled out the sword from his waist, turned over and jumped out of the window, and knocked open a guard outside the car window, but heard the sound of the second arrow coming from the wind. Without thinking, he stretched out his arms and waved the sword, slashed the arrow from the upper end into two, then landed on the ground, rolling on the ground.

What happened at this moment was only between the rise and fall of rabbits. The guards had just responded, and they surrounded the carriage and raised the shield high.

Yang Yuanqing jumped again and jumped onto the roof of the car. He already knew where the loophole was. There was a shield guard outside the car window. Because Yang Zhao stretched his head to look at the tree, the guard slightly made a gap. The first cold arrow entered through the crack of this human, while the second arrow came over his head. The assassin knew that after the first arrow, Yang Zhao would definitely be lying on the floor, so the second arrow attempted to penetrate the wall panel of the car and directly grasp the floor. These were the two assassins.

Yang Yuanqing had already seen a burly black shadow jumped on the tree close to the wall and jumped into Yirenfang. Thirty steps away was a three-story pagoda, and a slightly smaller black shadow squatted on the top of the tower. He seemed to have heard the call of his companions and jumped down from the top of the tower more than two meters high. He had extremely high light skills, but her figure was very slim, as if she was a female assassin.
Chapter completed!