Deposed Empress General

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Chapter 6: Departure

The next day, someone came to take Yang Lianting to Nanshan to worship his ancestors, accompanied by Leng Feiyan and Zuo Canglang. Passing all the way through Jinyang City, the three people felt fresh when they saw everything, and the whole bun went into the city. Unfortunately, if you do n’t have silver, you can only experience eye addiction.

As soon as he left the city, all three were in a row, and a large number of ragged people gathered outside the city. When the weather at the end of the first month is cold, some people are dying. From time to time, someone wanted to enter the city and was yelled at by the guards. There is even a row of archers in the distance, deterring the crowd who is preparing to break in.

The three looked at each other. Leng Feiyan asked the leader: "Why are there so many people around?" The leader was a foreman, and Murong Yan sent him to help Yang Lianting repair the ancestral tomb. At this time, when I heard the words, I just shook my head: "Some refugees can't live any longer. I want to live here."

Leng Feiyan asked, "Where was the disaster?" The guide looked at her and said, "The girl joked, this world ... what is the disaster?"

Leng Feiyan was surprised: "No disaster? Then how did they ..." The leader drove away a child who came to beg and said, "The Dayan Kingdom tributes to Xi Jing every year, Tu He, Lu Guo, Ling Zhi, Shan Rong made incursions every year. Soldiers and horses are in chaos, sigh ... "He sighed and suddenly returned to God, saying," Let's not talk about state affairs anymore, my brothers are already waiting at the tomb of Yang Gongzi, only Yang Gongzi went to see how to repair it. Hey, we have repaired the grave for Tai Tai Wang ’s grandfather, and you are satisfied that ... ”

He was rushing, and the three left wolves walked along the horse, passing through the refugees on both sides. They have big eyes and white lips. Hearing the sound of horseshoes, some people opened their eyes and looked at them, as if they wanted to get up, but just moved and lay back on the ground.

"Sister ..." A child came over and stretched out a pair of dry and dark hands, two eyes were particularly large, staring at them with eagerness. The left wolf touched the side of his waist, naturally there was no penny. The guide said, "Walk away, be careful with the whip."

The child retreated timidly, and the horse hissed softly and continued south. The three turned their heads, the majesty behind them, straight into the city gates, and the crowds of black people at the door gradually drifted away.

The ancestral tomb of the Yang family does not actually need to be repaired. The caregivers were attentive, not even a few weeds were found on the grave. Yang Lianting knelt on the head of the grave, Leng Feiyan and Zuo Langlang burned paper money for him. In the old days, only the cold lonely grave left. Yang Lianting couldn't shed tears, just stared at the head so much.

The sun in the early spring showed only a face, and soon it fell into the clouds, and the sky became pale. Three people crouched in front of the grave, and the paper money was licked and rolled by the tongue of fire. On the stone in front of the grave, only the word Yang Gong was vaguely written. Yang Lianting opened his arms and hugged the stele, and the left wolf patted his shoulder gently. He finally looked up and said, "I'm fine."

Leng Feiyan said, "Yeah, what's so sad about this. Is it possible that your ancestors aren't there?" Yang Lianting stared angrily, and she shrugged: "The truth is not always good."

The Yang family ancestral tomb was not repaired much. Yang Lianting worshipped it. In the afternoon, the three returned to the city together. Wang Yunzhao has sent someone to pick it up, Zuo Canglang asked, "Mr. Wang, where are we going now?" Wang Yunzhao said: "His Royal Highness ordered the old slave to take the left girl into the house. There are other arrangements. "

Zuo Langlang was still a little uneasy, and asked, "Can the manager know, what is the arrangement?"

Wang Yunzhao smiled, but said with relief: "His Royal Highness naturally will not treat the three young masters, and the left girl is assured." Leng Feiyan smiled and said, "This is all right, someone is near the water tower."

Suddenly the left wolf wore red ears and red, and kicked him with one foot. Leng Feiyan jumped away flexibly, just laughing. Yang Lianting shook her head and watched the two making trouble. Just after arriving at the Yurang Bridge, a servant came to pull horses for Leng Feiyan and Yang Lianting. Wang Yunzhao said: "Girl left, please follow the old slave."

Off-white bridgehead, wisp of weeping willow. Left Canglang turned around, Leng Feiyan and Yang Lianting were watching her. Looking at each other for a long time, Leng Feiyan waved his hand and hit the horse with his servant. Yang Lianting pursed her lips slightly and finally said, "I'll be careful and you take care."

The left wolf nodded, and Yang Lianting also went away. The horseshoe was raining away, and disappeared into the mist of dusk. The left Canglang followed Wang Yunzhao, Huang Huangma was not sick, and went up to Murongyan House.

Murong Yan did not become the king, because his mansion was restricted by etiquette, and it was not luxurious. But surrounded by bamboo, the bridge is flowing, showing the owner's elegance.

Wang Yunzhao led the left wolf in, and Murong Yan read a book at the lakeside. Seeing her coming over, she asked, "Sweeping the grave with Yang Lianting today, is it going well?"

Wang Yunzhao retreated silently, Zuo Canglang bowed and said, "Return to the Lord, everything went well. But ..." Murong Yan raised his head, Zuo Canglang said, "It's just his grievance against the Yang family, and it's still anguish . "

Murong Yan put down the book, stood up, and walked to the railing. Looking out from here, but seeing the blue lake faint, Yuqiao lies on the twilight smoke. The evening wind came obliquely, and Swifts came through the vast mist of water, fell under the eaves, and pecked the fine grain of birds in the cage.

Zuolanglang finally raised his head and looked straight at him: "Lord, is the Yang family really framed?"

Murong Yan said: "Yang Jiling's case is indeed strange. Although the father ordered the beheading, Yang Jiling was furious before he was taken to the execution ground. And soon after the Yang family was executed, the Yang government went to the water. A fire not only burned the Yang family. After being clean, Yang Jiling's study was even a piece of paper. Although Yang Lianting was sold into slavery by an officer because of his young age, someone secretly dealt with him. Even a child was spared, and there was no other reason than a guilty conscience. can explain."

Zuolanglang looked up: "Is it Wen Weishu that he said?"

Murong Yan said: "In the past, Yang Jiling did participate in the private sale of military and horses of Wen Weishu, but he did not hand it over to his father. At that time, the father was unwell and the prince was in charge of the country. Whoever approved this memorial and where did he go? I don't know. But what about the murderer? No? What happened? After so many years, Yang Jiling has died and the evidence is lost. He is still a high-ranking servant. "

Zuolanglang lowered his head for a long time and said, "When I left the city today, I saw many refugees at the gate of the city."

Murong Yan said: "You are in the orphan camp, almost isolated from the world. Now you do n’t know anything about the situation of Dayan. Maybe you think I am cruel to make you kill each other?" Zuo Canglang did not speak, in fact At that moment, it was impossible not to have such an idea. Murong Yan said: "Some things are heard, but slowly, you will finally understand my painstaking efforts." As soon as the words fell, the maid outside the door said, "Your Highness, is dinner used here?"

Murong Yan said, "Send in."

The maid brought meals, four dishes and one soup. They were light, but a dish of grilled meat was particularly conspicuous. Zuo Canglang was about to retreat, and Murong Yan said, "Sit down." Zuo Canglang stunned and sat down opposite him. Mu Rongyan held up a piece of braised pork for her: "I have always had a light diet. I'm afraid you can't adapt. So I ordered someone to add a dish for you, you taste it. "

Zuo Canglang was flattered, and Murong Yan said, "No accident. At the time Yang Lianting was seriously injured, you and I promised. I have fulfilled my promises. Now, all of you belong to me. Of course, I treat you differently than others."

Zuo Canglang said: "Did the Lord keep this subordinate because of this?" Murong Yan motioned to her to eat, and slowly said, "Because you promised you because of your skill, because of your name, Because of your eyes. "

The left wolf could not eat any more, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart that slowly spread, like a sugar that slowly melted away at high temperatures, dragged into silk, and tangled and stuck. But no matter what it looks like, as long as you look at it, you can feel the sweetness of your heart and lungs.

Murong Yan sat at the table and watched her eat. His eyes were as gentle as a spring breeze, his features were clear, his nose was high, his lips were thin, and he occasionally smiled slightly. He could be fascinated by no reason.

At night, the left wolf was arranged in a separate courtyard in the middle of the house. Wang Yunzhao sent the clothes of the guards and said, "After that, the girl will be his Highness's guard, and His Highness will have two other personal guards. One is Zhou Xin. One is Feng Ping. Every time the girl arrives, she needs to hand over to them. If something happens, she also needs to report to Feng Ping in a timely manner. In short, Your Highness must not be left without anyone ... "

He whispered the rules of the guard, and the left wolf stroked the white light armor of the guard in his hand, wondering like a dream.

Without sleep all night, the next day, Murong Yan was ordered by King Yan to go to Xihuamen to meet the envoy of Xijing. The left wolf accompanied him. Murong Yan sat in the sedan, and the left wolf walked by the window. It's too early, and there are not many people on Changjie. Zuo Canglang was a little puzzled: "Is Xi Jing envoy entering the DPRK, does His Highness need to be greeted so early?"

Murong Yan said: "The State of Yan is now a vassal state of Xijing. The ambassador of Shangbang is like the emperor Xijing in person. It is not only me, but also my father, and I will not be late."

Zuo Canglang was very surprised: "Xi Jing's envoys entered the dynasty, but actually they needed King Yan to lead the minister to welcome Jinyang City Gate? This ..."

Murong Yan smiled: "The main battle of Pingdu was in that year, the main force of our army was lost. If it wasn't for the general General Wen Zhai's deadly battle, and he turned the tide, Dayan would have been stepped on the ground by Xijing Iron. Later, Xijing Songkou was willing to retain the Yan country. In order to conduct the politics of the two countries with the courtesy of the monarchs and ministers, Dayan has paid tribute to him every year, and then he is temporarily suspended. Our country is a descendant, and Xijing envoys are naturally larger. "

The left wolf nodded and walked along with the bearer. Murong Yan also said, "When you arrive at Xihuamen, just follow me. What should I do, I will tell you."

The left wolf responded with a sincere gratitude. After all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy who had just come out of the orphan camp and knew nothing about the palace. Etiquette is not learned. Suddenly following Murong Yan to greet the envoys of the foreign countries, it was inevitable that he was still nervous.

An hour later, he finally came to Xihuamen. There are already many people waiting for Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, King Yan has not yet come. The ministers got together in pairs and whispered. When everyone saw Murong Yan coming, everyone was a bitter, but even the left wolf could see that these ministers only respected him with etiquette.

Murong Yan had no official post in the DPRK. Although he was an adult, he had no title. He nodded slightly to the people and walked to his place to stand. Zuolang followed behind him, and Murong Yan suddenly lifted his chin not far away, saying, "That man is the general General Wen Zhai."

The left wolves looked up, and the famous Wenzai, even in places like orphan camps, had heard of them. He was the hero of Dayan. In that year, when Pingdu was shut down in World War I, Yan * 's team could not be defeated. Yan Wang hurriedly worshiped him as handsome. He was only in his twenties when he was in danger and was ordered to die with a remnant rate of less than 30,000. Finally, the Jingjun's grain and grass were exhausted, and the peace talks were agreed.

It was during this battle that the father of Wen Zhai lost his leg.

However, this almost legendary general did not have three heads and six arms. He stood in his place, occasionally greeted by courtiers, and he just nodded slightly. Before the king of Yan arrived, the courtiers were in groups of three or five, but the pattern of central China was clearly defined.

Zuolanglang was quietly looking at the people, and suddenly the crowd was in a commotion. She looked up and saw the prince of Yan Yan approaching, and the prince in red clothes accompanied him. Civil and military officials are on both sides, and bow down to worship. Yan Wang Mu Rongyuan slowly descended from Liulongyu, and Xuanyi sullen and crowned him, his manners were magnificent.

He passed by Murong Yan, but his eyes did not stop there. Instead, he walked to Wen Zhai, helped him up, and whispered to him.

It was gradually getting brighter, the road outside Xihuamen was cleaned up very cleanly, and the ministers were quiet and stopped talking. After a while, the carriage was approaching, and someone came to report: "The newspaper-King Yan, Xi Jing's envoy, Mr. Zhu and his party have arrived outside the city!"

Yan Wang Murong Yuan gently raised his right hand, and the drums began to sing. Xi Jing's envoy, Zhu Zhu, drove down to the city. King Yan personally stepped forward, welcomed him into Jinyang City, and went all the way to Dayan Palace. Zuolanglang followed Mu Rongyan and entered the palace all the way. Murong Yan didn't speak, and she didn't ask much.

Suddenly someone spoke in his ear, and his voice was very familiar. Zuolanglang turned his head and saw Leng Feiyan holding some cake in his hand and squeezed her eyes while eating. Yang Lianting followed her with a helpless expression on her face.

The two had no mission for the time being, and they went out together to see the excitement.