Prison Dragon

Yang Ting has always been jealous of Yang Shi, but he has no choice but to use him. For the northwest frontier defense, he is not at ease in entrusting it to anyone.

That's why he sent Yang Shi to the Northwest for free-range breeding, and hoped that he would just guard the one-third of an acre of land and die there. He would turn a blind eye to anyone who suppressed Yang Shi.

But he didn't expect to move to the Northwest Army.

He doesn't care what the Northwest Army eats and wears, or how many people die, as long as the Northwest is safe and sound, but this matter obviously violates Yang Ting's principles.

Of course, Yang Shi definitely had some part in acting, and Yang Ting had to act on every occasion. He said in shock: "There is such a thing?"

Yang Shi cried so hard that he counted the fake winter clothes and the sufferings of the soldiers, and took out a blood letter and presented it to the emperor.

Yang Ting took the blood book and glanced at it, smashed many memorials in anger, Junyang Jun Wu Yizhi knelt at his feet to give him comfort, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, don't be angry."

Yang Ting threw him aside, Wu Yizhi knocked his head on the dragon chair, and immediately blushed, he gently raised his hand and rubbed it, not daring to make a sound.

Yang Ting roared angrily: "Call me someone from the Ministry of Rites!"

Not long after, the eunuch found Shen Shi, the Minister of Rites, who was a student of Grand Master Qian.

The third prince was in charge of the Ministry of Rites. Although the prince and the third prince did not deal with each other, their positions on the matter of cheating the fourth prince were surprisingly consistent.Shen Shi might know something.

However, Yang You was still too naive, thinking that confronting him in court would reveal the truth.

After all, Shen Shi is an old fritter who has been around for many years. He pretended to be ignorant at the beginning. After reading Yang Shi's bloody book, he immediately knelt down and cried bitterly, confessing that he was old and dim-sighted, and that he had made such a mistake.

He cried: "The old minister didn't know that the officials from all over the country were so black-hearted that they withheld military supplies."

Yang Ting became impatient, "What's the matter with the officials from all over the place?"

The emperor didn't even know where the army's food and supplies came from!

Shen Shi had no choice but to explain: "The supplies, grain and salaries of the Northwest Army should be collected from the civil tax of the six southeastern provinces."

According to the tax law of the Qi State, the military funds of the Northwest Army are provided by the taxes of the six southeastern provinces, which are shared equally among everyone.That is to say, in addition to paying the annual agricultural tax and corvee, the people in the southeast also have to provide a military tax.

The Northwest Army is a cavalry force, and it is also an elite force. Only five families can support one soldier.

The military funds were collected directly from the southeast, and the transfer department handled the transfer.

However, this year, for the sake of convenience, the Ministry of Household Affairs allocated the money to local officials in the Northwest, allowing them to raise money by themselves.

As soon as Shen Shi said this, he kicked the ball to the emperor and Yang Shi.

Yang Shi has been operating in the Northwest for many years. He basically has the final say in the officialdom in the Northwest. How can he blame the Central Court for deducting food and salaries?

The military pay is handled by the Northwest officials, and the emperor wants to be held accountable, so he is only guilty of not investigating. Do you really want the Northwest officials to interrogate him?

One is that the journey is far away, and the other is that the emperor doesn't have that kind of leisure at all.

Obviously, the officials in the Northwest are not monolithic. I don't know how the Three Princes operate, but the local officials in the Northwest have the courage to make a move on Yang Shi's head.

The emperor was obviously not in the mood. The money and food came from the northwest, and there was something wrong with Yang Shi's own subordinates.Yang Tingdao: "Fourth brother, look, you have eaten your own food, what's wrong with me."

Yang You felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

What do you mean when your own people eat their own food?He used to only know that in order to prevent the generals from supporting their troops, it was stipulated that military funds should be recruited from other places and transferred from the household department.

But what is the household department doing now?

Perhaps the third prince gave the money directly to the Northwest in order to shirk his guilt.

Maybe this time it can make Yang Shi feel unhappy, but what about in the future?

If things go on like this, Yang Shi will be able to control that sum of money!

It is not terrible for him to have soldiers, soldiers and horses need a lot of money to support them.

This directly opened a convenient door for him!

Shen Shi watched the emperor scold Yang Shi contentedly.

Yang Shi was not panicked, he had already prepared his speech, "Father, once the military defense collapses, no one in the Northwest will be spared. The whole country of Qi is in danger! Who in the northwest doesn’t know this truth? If it weren’t for someone deliberately disturbing the Northwest Army, who would move the mind of the Northwest Army. Father, these people openly disregard the righteousness of the country, and put the Holy Majesty Safety is in the back of your mind, if you don't get rid of it, the world may be in trouble! My son, please investigate thoroughly, give the Northwest Army, and give the world an explanation. If this matter is not found out, I will not return to the northwest for a day."

Yang Ting's expression changed. After all, Yang Shi just wanted to take the opportunity to stay in the capital.

He has done all the things he can do outside, and he has to stay in the capital to operate the rest.

Yang Shi's words pushed the emperor to a moral dead end, and Yang Ting had to promise him that he would investigate this matter.

Everyone present had their own ulterior motives, and even Yang Lun knew that this so-called investigation was just a rhetoric.

Who really cares?

Yang Ting still frowned, but put his hand on Wu Yizhi's waist, Wu Yizhi was really willing to let go, and sat on Yang Ting's lap in front of everyone.

When everyone saw it, they left one after another.

Although the emperor promised Yang Shi to stay in the capital for a while, because he rode his horse to Yujie.He was fined and banned for three months.

Yang Shi doesn't care if he can't help himself. The first step of his plan is to stay in the capital, no matter what method he takes.

Yang You just got a little emotional ambiguity in the past few days, and everyone was very curious.

He saw Wu Yizhi and Yang Ting laughing and fighting, and Yang Lun left without any abnormality.

He couldn't help being a little curious, and followed Yang Lun's back for a long time, wanting to see what the emperor's brother, who had always kept a low profile, looked like on weekdays.

Yang Lun didn't even have a person who often followed him to serve him. Walking alone in the palace, he felt a bit lonely.He didn't go back to Concubine Wu Hui's palace, he turned left and right, walked through a bamboo forest, and came to an abandoned palace.

Yang You took a closer look, it was the place where he discovered that Wu Yizhi was having an affair with someone else.

Yang Lun lowered his head, walked to the threshold and sat down, looking a little lost.

He smiled softly and said, "Brother Wuhuang, why should a gentleman peep?"

Hearing this, Yang You walked out in a fair manner. Yang Lun narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, his mouth full of bitterness, "Brother Huang, since you already know about Lun, why bother to spy on him?"

It was impossible for Yang You to tell him the truth, "What do I know? I just saw you in a trance, afraid that something would happen to you, and afraid that you would fear me, so I followed you quietly, and wanted to see you return to the palace in person."

Yang Lun carefully tasted his words, and laughed at himself: "After all, you are still smart, I am nothing, if there is no mother concubine and Jun Yangjun, I may not be able to sit on an equal footing with the royal brothers for the rest of my life."

Yang You knew in his heart that although the princes were all kings except for the prince, would they be equal if they were all kings?Yang Lun was just laughing at himself.

Yang Lun continued: "I've always been useless, I can't even keep what I love the most."

Yang You looked at the shadow on his face, and wanted to say a few words of relief, but Yang Lun looked self-defeating, and he began to be angry again, "My emperor, if you love something, it's too late to cherish it, how could you make him suffer? Woolen cloth?"

When Wu Yizhi was by Yang Lun's side, all he could bring him was an immoral love, and it might even lead to their ruin; Lun has gone too far.

Let all that love suffer, either not loving enough, or not loving.

In other words, in essence, what people love most is themselves.

Yang Lun stared blankly at Yang You, momentarily stunned by his words.

"Emperor Brother," Yang You advised, "Life is short, what exactly do you want, before everything comes in a hurry, think clearly."

Yang Lun shook his head with a wry smile, "It's too late."

He and Wu Yizhi made a mistake from the beginning to the end, and it can't be changed anymore.

"Really?" Yang You was about to leave, "I believe in human effort, even if you don't get the most desired result, you will always be closer to what you want."

Yang You bid farewell to Yang Lun, it was still early, he finally took the opportunity to enter the palace, so he wanted to see Ao Chen's temple.As soon as he moved out, he never cleaned Ao Chen again, and Ao Chen didn't look like he knew how to do chores.

Always worried about the house dust.

Yang You found a secluded place and entered Ao Chen's woods, passing through the woods was the lake without ripples, he looked at the shore, the huge black dragon figure was still lurking under the water, there was no movement.

He called Ao Chen's name a few more times, but there was no response, and he couldn't figure out the chance of Ao Chen's appearance, so he went to the temple by himself.

The temple seems to have remained the same as when he left, and all the decorations have not changed - Ao Chen took over the bed in his palace, so naturally he would not come here.

Everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the cushions and bedding were all moldy.

Yang You had no choice but to accept his fate and clean it again. He burned all the moldy furniture in the incense ash pool outside, rolled up his sleeves and swept for about half an hour before cleaning the room clean.

Another pile of grass grew on the roof.

He moved the ladder and went up to the house to remove the tiles and weed.

He did this until the evening, and the sun was setting in the west. He was so tired that he couldn't stand up straight, and his well-dressed hair became a mess.

Yang You began to scold Ao Chen in his heart.

What a broken dragon god, he doesn't do business all day long, even a temple is not well taken care of, and he has to work so hard.

Snapped--

A stone hit his arm lightly.

Yang You turned his head angrily, and subconsciously scolded: "Who is it? Are you sick?"

Ao Chen stood under the eaves and smiled.

Yang You has always looked up to him, only this time he is looking up to him.

Rushing like willows in the spring moon, bright like the moon among the clouds, the endless sea of ​​clouds and haze melted into his eyebrows and eyes, and replaced it with a gentle smile.

Unlike the people of the world.

Ao Chen said with a smile: "You have so many things to do, and you have to take care of a broken house."

As soon as Ao Chen opened his mouth, he had nothing good to say. Yang You got angry again after cleaning for a long time. Seeing his smile, he had nowhere to vent, so he had to say: "Other gods are full of incense, but you have grass on the roof, and there is a tree on the statue. Bird shit, you are not afraid of other gods laughing at you."

Ao Chen said lonely: "Where are there other gods?"

Yang You consciously poked his sore spot, so he kept silent.

Ao Chen hooked his hands at him, "Come down."

Yang You slid down the stairs and began to dust off his body as soon as he landed. Ao Chen came over, plucked a blade of grass from his head, pinned it to Yang You's temple, and touched his ears, "The wind outside Big, don't freeze."

Ao Chen's hands were obviously colder than the autumn wind, but Yang You felt his ears burning hot.

"What do you want to do?" Yang You asked again.

Ao Chen didn't answer, just said, "Go to the brothel to sleep all night, do you want to understand?"

Yang You looked into Ao Chen's eyes against the light, the dragon scales on his chest were cold and hot, "How do I know that what you think is the same as what I think?"

Ao Chen opened his hands, as if to hug him, but stopped again, his face was blurred under the bloody sunset, only his words were so clear: "I allow my believer to do what he wants."

Yang You's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he clenched and released his hands beside him, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his eyes.

He took a deep breath, and the surrounding environment suddenly became blank.

There was only one god left who came against the light.

Ao Chen's black hair was blown up by the wind, touching his cheeks, Yang You raised his hand to grab the ends of his hair, exerting a little force.Ao Chen followed his strength and lowered his head.

Yang You was reluctant to close his eyes all this time, Ao Chen's face gradually enlarged and then blurred in front of his eyes, he held the back of his neck, and he could feel the strength from Ao Chen's fingertips.

Ao Chen's skin, breath and lips were all equally cold, like cold sea water, the tide submerged him little by little, he trembled slightly in Ao Chen's arms, and sacrificed himself like a moth to a flame.

The sunset was beautiful, the light blue sky slowly turned pink, there were only a few faint clouds in the sky, Ao Chen's smell surrounded him tightly, and his lips and teeth were close to each other.