Emperor Sui Yang

Chapter 65 The Study Room
Something happened in the East Palace once, if it wasn't for asking for the supplies from the palace, I really don't want to come to this place again.

Yang Ming was flipping through the books on the bookshelf boredly. He had been locked here for two hours.

As for where Xu Jing was taken, he didn't know.

The collection of books on the bookshelf covers a wide range of contents, including topographical classics, historical biographies, poems and songs, Confucian classics, Buddhist translations, and so on.

When Yang Jian succeeded to the throne, the Sui Dynasty inherited only [-] volumes of books from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. After the Northern Qi Dynasty was destroyed, the collection was [-] volumes, and after the Southern Chen Dynasty was destroyed, the collection was [-] volumes.

Afterwards, Yang Jian ordered books to be widely collected among the people, and a piece of brocade was exchanged for a book, which was copied by the secretary province, and the books were returned to the original owners after copying.

With this method, the collection of books in the secretary province quickly exceeded [-] volumes. Except for some Confucian classics, most of these books will not be circulated, especially the book of prophecy, which is similar to prophecy and divination. locked up.

This secretary is not that secretary, secret, secret, book, collection of books, which means hidden books, and the secretarial province is the National Library of Sui Dynasty.

Yang Yong's study room has quite a collection of books, many of which were copied from the Secretary's Office.

However, judging by their newness, it is obvious that most of them have not been read.

Among them, Yang Ming found a copy of "Geography of the Sui Dynasty" and roughly flipped through it. This is a geographical map that describes in detail the counties and counties of the Sui Dynasty. The population, customs, mountains and rivers are all marked.

The book is not too thick, and it can't be seen at all when it's stuffed in my arms.

Just when Yang Ming was about to find a few more useful books to take away along the way, he heard movement from outside the study.

Very light footsteps, if you don't listen carefully, you won't notice it.

No way. I'm in danger even in the East Palace?

Yang Ming was really scared. He was not afraid of facing Yang Yong, because the other party would not do anything to him, but if someone else played tricks, it would be a big deal.

So he quietly came behind a row of bookshelves, hid in the shadows, and looked in the direction of the door.

The main door was quickly opened from the outside, and seven or eight men in black sneaked in, and then someone inserted the bolt and blocked the door.

The people who came in, holding short sticks, scattered in all directions, looking for Yang Ming's trace in the study.

Yang Ming held his breath and remained motionless. Fortunately, they only used sticks instead of knives. It seemed that they didn't want my life.

Fire and candles are the most taboo in the study, as well as the sun, so when Yang Ming first came in, all six windows were hung with curtains, and he opened two of them at that time.

Taking advantage of the light coming in from these two windows, Yang Ming quickly rushed towards a man in black who was turning his back on him.

The study room is so big, there is no way to hide, so Yang Ming planned to act first.

I saw him stepping forward quickly, raised his foot, and kicked the other party's crotch hard.

The martial art that Shi Wansui taught him was a killing technique on the battlefield, no matter how ruthless it was, there was absolutely no such thing as not being able to fight with the crotch and the back of the head,

But his kick kicked the air.

The other party has no birds?

What kind of dead eunuch?

Just as the opponent turned around quickly, Yang Ming's punch had already landed.

Too contemptuous of people, just send a few eunuchs to send me away?
Yang Ming used his full strength in this punch. Although his body was not yet fully developed and his strength was still weak, it was enough to beat the opponent to pieces.

Immediately, he snatched the blade with a backhand, snatched the short stick, and then exerted strength with his arm, and slammed the opponent's neck with a stick.

With a muffled bang, the opponent rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

At this time, other people also heard the sound and rushed over.

With a sneer on Yang Ming's face, holding the short stick in his hand, he rushed towards these people instead of retreating.

bang bang bang bang bang
After a while, the study returned to calm.

Yang Ming pulled the latch, pushed the door open, and then sat on the threshold. In order to make himself look miserable, he deliberately stained a few puddles of blood on the ground and smeared it on his face.

In the open space in the corridor outside the study, there was not a single imperial guard of the Eastern Palace. It seemed that someone had sent everyone away in advance in order to blackmail him.

Who is the one?Which bastard dares to bully me?

Yang Yong won't, so there will be only his gang of puppies left.

Yang Ke is the most suspicious.

When the dead eunuchs in the room wake up, they must ask clearly.

The attack was too heavy just now, the first one was swung on the neck, and it was already hung up, and the rest were knocked out by him.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the arch,
To Yang Ming's surprise, it was Yun Zhaoxun who came.

When Yun Zhaoxun saw Yang Ming's appearance, he immediately screamed out, almost frightened out of his wits, and hurriedly told the maid behind him:

"Quick, quick, quickly call the imperial physician over."

"Don't! Nobody touch me, let uncle come and see, is this how he treats his nephew?"

Yang Ming sneered, the blood smeared on his face was almost dry, and his smile was quite creepy.

Yun Zhaoxun was indeed terrified. When she got the news that someone had removed the guards outside the study, she felt that something was wrong, so she hurried over to check, for fear that something might happen to Yang Ming.

After all, last time, the slaps that my mother slapped me are still vivid in my memory.
"Where is your Highness hurt? Oh, where is the blood?"

Yun Zhaoxun kindly stepped forward to check on Yang Ming's injury, but Yang Ming pushed his arm away: "Don't worry about it, let the prince come over, he wants to kill me, just say it, there is no need to play tricks."

"Oh, oh, what are you talking about?" Yun Zhaoxun panicked and said, "How can the prince hurt you?"

Yun Zhaoxun is actually not evil, Yang Ming is clear about this, but he is too good-looking, his voice is soft and soft, and he is born to act like a baby, so Yang Yong is fascinated.

She has already given birth to three sons, and her beauty has not diminished at all, but she has a particularly attractive charm of a mature woman.

No wonder there are so many concubines in the Eastern Palace, Yang Yong only wants to support her to the throne.

Yang Ming didn't bother to argue with her, he knew that Yang Yong would come soon.

Originally, Yang Yong planned to lock Yang Ming in the study all night and feed him a few meals, but after hearing the report from Yun Zhaoxun's maid, he was also dumbfounded.

Yang Yong immediately guessed that knowing his son is like his father, who else could do this kind of thing in his East Palace, except his sons?
"The two of you take people over there, and drag away all those who did it. As for Yang Ming, find a few imperial doctors to show him. If there is nothing wrong, send him away quickly. If there is something wrong, heal his injuries before letting him go."

"Here!" "Here!"

The two Qianniu who were in charge of the work were the two who held the staff in Qianqiu Hall in the morning and were about to execute Yang Ming.

One is the son of Yu Wenqing, the governor of Liangzhou, who is the son-in-law of the court and married Yu Wenjingli of Yang Wenjin, the third aunt of Yang Ming and Princess Guangping.

The other is Tian Demao, the second son of Tian Rengong, who was ranked among the princes and grand masters in the early days of Kaihuang.

The background of these two people is harder than that of Layman Liu.

(End of this chapter)