Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 722 Twin Lotuses
At night, Dao Feifei took a bath and changed into a light robe.

Because it was already late autumn, she put on a shawl and slowly walked to the wooden viewing platform outside the small building.

It was late autumn and the weather had turned cool. The silk gown she wore was soft and smooth, but not thin enough to make her feel cold.

Under the light, her flawless white face, which had just taken a bath, had a hint of virgin blush.

That kind of red is like a peach, with just a few bright red spots on the sunny side, making it even more charming.

Outside the wooden platform is the water surface, with lotus flowers on the water.

At this time, the lotus flowers have withered, and among the large lotus leaves that look like jade plates, there are gracefully standing plump lotus pods.

On the opposite wooden platform about ten feet away, Yang Yuan was standing solemnly in the shadow of a corner of the platform, with his hands behind his back, staring intently at a lotus leaf in front of him.

Although he acted very domineering on the training ground today, he was not sure what consequences his actions would bring.

Because reason is just reason, but since this world is made up of people, many of the things that happen are unreasonable.

Things in the world will not always continue to develop according to the most logical reasoning you infer.

You will be sure that Shi Han will not get carried away and recklessly make another "military remonstrance to the Grand Marshal's Mansion?"

So, as soon as he came back, Yang Yuan made secret preparations.

Trustworthy troops have been mobilized to garrison inside and outside the Taiwei Mansion, and these troops are mainly directly under Yang Zheng.

He also sent scouts inside and outside the city.

He would be able to know immediately if the nearby garrisons made any moves.

However, this is only the worst-case scenario.

According to common sense, when he decisively killed Song Youji and others, he did not involve higher-level officials.

Therefore, Shi Han should be able to absorb this "power" instead of resisting violently.

In this kind of situation, I advance and you retreat, it's a confrontation and a test.

As long as Shi Han can endure today, there will be no problem with the "big yamen" five days later.

Although Li Zhongwen and Wu Xiu would have enough respect and obedience to him because of this incident, it would definitely not be so easy, even if he conquered them.

This is also the reason why the civil and military officials in Lizhong reacted fiercely when they heard that Yang Zheng was going to merge into Wu’s army.

It's not so easy to conquer them.

For Wu's army, the most convenient way is to replace them with their own people.

It just so happened that the Wu family army was full of talented people, and many generals had followed them for many years, but there were no better vacant positions to promote them.

Therefore, once the Yang family army merges into the Wu family army, a major change is inevitable.

However, in that case, Yang Zheng's descendants would really be worshipped as "mascots" by the Wu family army.

This was exactly Yang Zheng’s original purpose.

Now, serving Yang Yuan as the leader is the choice that best suits the interests of the civil and military officials in Lizhong.

What they are fighting for with Yang Yuan now is not the supreme authority, but as much autonomy as possible.

Therefore, the intensity of this suppression will not make them risk everything to fight back.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuan felt a little relieved.

He began to think about what would happen after the "Da Pai Ya".

His focus must still be on Tongchuan Road, which is his base that he has been operating for more than a year.

Food, weapons, soldiers...

The Sixteen Prefectures of Tongchuan have a deeper foundation than the Six Prefectures of Lizhong. If he controls the Sixteen Prefectures of Tongchuan, and with his status as the commander-in-chief of the central route of Lizhou, he will not be afraid of anyone making trouble.

What's more, since he took charge of the army, he has also carefully studied the wars that the Song Dynasty has been waging against the Western Xia.

Many times, although there were reasons such as lack of effective overall command and coordination mechanism, suppression of military power by culture, and strong trunk and weak branches, weak logistics has always been an important reason for failure.

If he can manage Tongchuan Road well, with the support of Chengdu Road, he will be able to solve the important problem of logistics.

Well... speaking of Chengdu Road, I have to visit my old friend Qiao Zhen when I have the chance.

Also, Tongchuan Road and Lizhou Central Road will be under my direct jurisdiction in the future, so it will be out of my reach for Lizhong if I am stationed in Tongchuan City.

I have to write a letter to the court to resign from the post of Tongchuan prefect and move the office of the governor-general to the north, closer to Lizhong.

Gradually, I have some ideas about various problems.

On the opposite side of the water and wood stage, Dao Feifei suddenly hummed a song and started dancing.

She was dancing the peacock dance, strolling in the jungle, drinking from the spring, playing in the water, hovering over the water, dragging her wings, shaking her wings, spreading her wings, climbing a branch, and spreading her wings...

All the movements are light and graceful.

Dao Feifei thought there was no one around and was enjoying dancing alone.

In fact, Yang Yuan noticed it as soon as she stepped onto the wooden platform.

However, he was thinking about his own things and didn't want to interrupt his thoughts.

Anyway, he was standing in the shadows and Dao Feifei didn't notice him.

At this time, his thoughts were basically clear, but Dao Feifei on the opposite side started dancing, and Yang Yuan couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The lights on the opposite corridor reflected the water into a tiny silver color.

Amid the sparkling waves, the inky lotus leaves, stems and pods sway gently.

On the wooden stage, Dao Feifei had a beautiful smile, a slender waist, a fluttering shawl, and flying skirt, looking radiant and gorgeous.

Yang Yuan couldn't help but admire it.

A pair of high-heeled clogs, feet as white as frost.

Under the light, on the exquisitely crafted Tang wood clogs, there is a pair of snow-white feet, slender and beautiful, as white as frost.

When the skirt was lifted slightly, the calf skin, which was as warm as jade and as smooth as pearls, glowed with a hazy and soft halo under the light.

It seems that even the soft light of the faint stars and the slanting moon in the sky cannot compete with it.

It really looks like... a lively and cute peacock.

Dao Feifei hummed a song and danced to herself.

The high-heeled wooden clogs made a rhythmic tapping sound, matching her rhythm.

After the dance, "Pa, pa, pa..."

Suddenly, there was soft applause from the opposite side, and Yang Yuan walked out from the shadows.

He was wearing a jade-colored robe, and it was hard to see him clearly when he stood in the shadows.

"Yeah, Yang Fushuai."

Dao Feifei didn't expect that there was someone opposite her, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

I guess he must have seen me being so engrossed in my thoughts just now.

Dao Feifei was a little shy, lowered her head slightly, and greeted him.

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Miss Dao's peacock dance is very good, it is agile and graceful, it is wonderful beyond words."

Dao Feifei's eyes lit up and she asked excitedly, "Have you ever seen the Peacock Dance, Commander Fu?"

"Yeah... I saw it a long time ago."

Dao Feifei smiled shyly: "Many people in our tribe can dance, but I am not the best."

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Maybe."

Dao Feifei was stunned. I'm so polite, why don't you be polite too?

Suddenly, she didn't want to be humble anymore, and she felt... a little depressed.

Yang Yuan said: "However, I don't believe that there are many girls as beautiful as you, Miss Dao, among your people.

So if you are good-looking and a good dancer, you, Miss Dao, must be the best."

Dao Feifei laughed out loud, Yang Yuan's words made her very happy.

Yang Yuan is a very important official. He praised me, so my cousin must like it too. Seven or eight feet away, on the second building on the same side as Dao Feifei's small building, Yang Liangao was standing by the window, drinking by himself.

He was watching his cousin's graceful dance in the distance while drinking, and was already a little tipsy.

Accompanying Yang Yuan to the military review today was a huge shock to him.

Until this moment, his mind was still filled with the domineering image of Yang Yuan stepping on a pool of blood and shouting at the three armies, as well as the scene of thousands of elite warriors standing in silence and reciting the "Fifty-four Beheadings" in unison.

A real man should be like this, so that his life will not be in vain.

One day, he will also become such a hero and leave his name in history.

Thinking of this, he took another gulp of wine.

Then, he saw Yang Yuan walking out from the shadows.

He saw his cousin greeting and talking to Yang Yuan with a sweet smile.

Yang Liangao couldn't help but reveal a hint of satisfaction on his face.

This Yang Fushuai seems to really like my cousin.

If I can bring them together and make my cousin win his favor, then I will be his cousin.

My cousin wants to borrow a soldier from you and asks you to help me. You won’t refuse, right?

Hmm... How can I convince my cousin to marry Yang Yuan without feeling any resentment towards me and still persuade me?

It's a tricky situation. After all, my cousin has been attached to me since she was a child and has a deep affection for me. It's really troublesome...

"Miss Dao, Miss Dao..."

"I'm here!"

Dao Feifei was talking to Yang Yuan across the lotus when she suddenly heard someone calling her and quickly turned around to answer.

A maid came over with a food tray. When she saw Dao Feifei, she smiled and said, "So Miss Dao is here. The 'Yangzhi Ganlu' you requested is ready."

"Okay, put it here, thank you." Dao Feifei said excitedly.

On the tray, there are four silver cups filled with prepared "Yangzhi Ganlu."

This is a snack that has appeared since the Tang Dynasty. It is made with lychees, coconut milk and sago.

The milky white and translucent "Yangzhi Ganlu" is a sweet food with an excellent taste.

Dao Feifei waited for the maid to leave, then impatiently picked up a bowl, scooped a sip with a silver spoon, put it into her mouth, and squinted her eyes comfortably.

“Ugh… Ouch!”

I forgot again that Yang Fushuai is still on the opposite side.

Dao Feifei quickly swallowed the sweets in her mouth, turned around and raised the silver cup to the opposite side: "General Fu, do you want to try some 'Yangzhi Ganlu'? It's delicious."

Mango sago?

Yang Yuan's mouth twitched. No! I don't want to eat.

He suddenly remembered the first time he coaxed Miss Luxi to have a baby, he used sweet words to coax her and said he wanted to let her taste the nectar of poplar juice.

"No no no, thanks, I don't eat sweets."

Yang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head, and even used both hands, shaking them repeatedly, reacting violently.

If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. Why do you act like I’m feeding you poison?

Dao Feifei looked at Yang Yuan in surprise with her charming phoenix eyes.

She didn't understand why, so she scooped up another mouthful happily, but didn't rush to swallow it, letting her tongue savor its wonderful taste.

At this time, Fan Qing walked over from behind Yang Yuan.

After she finished bathing in the evening, she found that her linen and hemp robes were gone, and they were replaced by brand new inner and outer robes.

Fan Qing didn't know what it was made of, he just felt that it was soft and close fitting, and it felt as smooth as water when he wore it, and it was indescribably comfortable.

Fan Qing didn't know the material it was made of, so he didn't know that the cost of making a set of small clothes, inner clothes and monk's robes made of this material was equivalent to the annual expenses of a family of five.

She just felt that this robe must be more expensive than her original robe.

I remembered that the big devil Yang Yuan said that what he cared about was that his personal bodyguard should not lose his face when he was with him.

Vanity is "greed" among the five poisons.

Yang Yuan, that corrupt official, must be a complete villain. He is only doing this for his own face. Why should I save money for him?
So Fan Qing put it on without any psychological burden.

Fan Qing originally wanted to practice martial arts, and she noticed this viewing gallery when she first moved in.

It has the same effect as the big ginkgo tree. It is easy for her to immerse her mind in it and understand the same things in the world.

But I didn't expect that Yang Yuan was there too. After a moment of hesitation, I found that the girl with the knife opposite was also there.

At this time, it would be difficult for her to sneak away.

She is the master of Emei and holds a very respected position. She has her own pride in her heart and won't let anyone look down on her.

So, she walked out openly.

"Master Fan Qing."

On the opposite side, Dao Feifei greeted Fan Qing.

That day, Fan Qing injured his cousin, and Dao Feifei became somewhat displeased with Fan Qing.

However, my cousin said that he needed to gain the support of Yang Yuan, a powerful official of the Song State.

Therefore, my cousin had repeatedly reminded me not to offend anyone around Yang Fushuai.

Fan Qing has become Yang Fushuai's woman, so of course she cannot be offended.

However, she has already broken her vows, so why does she still have to wear the monk's robe? Could it be that Yang Fushuai has a quirk?
Oh~
Dao Feifei got goosebumps all over her body and felt extremely disgusted in her heart, but her face was smiling like a flower.

"Master Fanqing, I asked the chef to make 'Yangzhi Ganlu'. Would you like to try it?"

Fan Qing asked curiously, "'Yangzhi Ganlu'? What a nice name. What is it?"

Dao Feifei said, "It's a sweet dish made with lychee, sago and coconut milk. Don't worry, little master, it doesn't contain any meat or fish."

"This woman says one thing and means another."

Fan Qing immediately noticed that Dao Feifei didn't seem to be as enthusiastic about him as she appeared to be at this moment.

It’s just a dessert. You’re so old, but you’re still so greedy. You’re so hypocritical. Humph.

Fan Qing himself was not very old, so he couldn't help but feel a little teasing.

Aren't you inviting me insincerely and are just being hypocritical?
I want to take it seriously.

Fan Qing smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

She took two steps forward, and without any sign of movement, her body suddenly soared into the air with her sleeves fluttering.

When she walked above the water, she tried to show off by lightly touching the lotus pods with her toes.

The lotus stems swayed gently, and Fan Qing floated past them and reached the other side.

"Wow, that's amazing."

Dao Feifei was shocked. With her kung fu, she couldn't jump such a long distance as gracefully and easily as others.

Fan Qing picked up a bowl, imitated Dao Feifei, took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

She had never eaten such food since she was a child, so she had no idea that there could be such delicious food in the world.

I stretched out my tongue and gently licked the rice porridge juice on my lips. Hmm...

At this moment, she no longer looked like her usual quiet Buddhist and detached self.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Fan Qing looked like a contented kitten.

Yang Yuan looked at the two women opposite him, one was elegant and tall like a peacock, the other was gentle and sweet like a little bird, eating dessert together.

For a moment, he was distracted and had wild thoughts after being away from home for a long time.

(End of this chapter)