Prison Dragon

After Yang You returned home, he asked Lu Shanjian to make a fortune for Yang Niu.

Lu Shanjian's face was not very good-looking, he just said: "Prince, do you really want to know? Let me tell you, to a certain extent, it will also change the fate of the Eighth Prince."

Yang You frowned, and said wearily, "Finally, since I'm looking for you, I'm naturally mentally prepared."

"If there is a calamity, it should be before the end of the year."

Yang You was indeed prepared, he did not expect the time to be so rushed, "It's less than a month..."

He asked anxiously: "Can you calculate what catastrophe it is?"

Lu Shanjian shut up and shook his head.

"I see." Yang You patted his face, "How should I deal with it?"

Lu Shanjian said: "It's good to be careful in everything. A villain has superficial skills and can't share his worries for the prince."

He thought for a while, and then told him again, "My lord must not ask someone to make a fortune-telling calculation at will, you need to know that opening a fortune-telling chart frequently will also reveal the secrets of heaven."

"I don't blame you." Yang You calmed down after a while, just like Ao Chen said, who can not have a few doomsdays?Especially when they are in the royal family, they are already full of disasters.

It was because that person was Yang Ni that he couldn't accept it.

Coincidentally, for Yang You's sake, Hong Guang also spoke vague words to Concubine Li in the palace, probably telling her that Yang Ni should be more careful in order to pass the new year safely.

The Qingfang Palace is now even more turbulent, and the entry and exit are strictly checked, and the word "martial law" is almost written on the face.

These things have nothing to do with Yang Ni, he is still just a child who eats, reads and plays every day.

In the first few days, Yang You was worried and restless, but later on he didn't know whether he got used to it or figured it out, and he gradually calmed down, but asked more and more news from the palace every day.

What is more unbearable than the disaster is the tranquility before the disaster. It seems that there is a sharp sword hanging above the head, and the rope is worn out. It hangs high above the head no matter where you go all day long, but you don’t know when it will fall.

Frightened, apprehensive, uneasy all day long.

For Yang You, at this time, he hoped to hear the news of what happened to Yang Niu, so that he could say that the doom was over, and it was Longlin who prevented him from suffering.

But Yang Ni is safe and sound, jumping up and down every day, very happy.

This made Yang You panic even more than something happened to him.

The end of the year is approaching.

The 13th year of Yuankang is coming.

Looking back on the 12th year of Yuankang, except for several princes becoming king one after another, and various natural and man-made disasters, it seems to be no different from usual.

The people in the court changed back and forth, but it was just changing the soup but not the medicine.

The few princes in front of the emperor are fighting back and forth, but it is just a few children fighting for candy, which is irrelevant to the world. Maybe the next person who will become emperor will be no different from the current emperor.

From this point of view, whether the emperor changes or not, it is just an old puppet wearing new clothes.

Except for Ao Chen who saw the undercurrents under the dynasty with the inhuman perception of dragon spirit, no one knew the old wounds under the gorgeous appearance of this giant beast.

Maybe some people still know, but they are not as comprehensive as Ao Chen.

Some people are greedy for pleasure, some people eat vegetarian meals, and some people bear the burden of the world with a straight back.

Zhang Chengwang hurried back to Lidu before the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

The heavy snow has arrived, and the people in Lidu are not worried about the winter cold, but are excited, saying that the auspicious snow heralds a good year, but along the way, there are people affected by the disaster and people who froze to death everywhere.

He mobilized surplus food from the treasury to barely fill the gaps in the earthquake-stricken areas. However, it was nothing more than demolishing east walls to make up for west walls.

However, there is no need to worry about it right now. What we need to do now is to take advantage of the great reputation brought by the disaster relief and make a good profit.

There is a bag of grains in his arms, which is a handful of grains transported from the south of the Yangtze River to the disaster area. He wants to give the grains that symbolize the people's livelihood in the world to Yang Ni and the future hope of this empire.

Zhang Chengwang's work not only reassured Yang Ting, but also greatly relieved Yang Ting. He not only solved the problem of resettlement of the victims, but for such a large-scale natural disaster, except for the civil unrest that broke out in a few places with less than [-] people, the rest of the area was not disturbed at all. Didn't get up.

Yang Ting, who had already been familiar with the civil uprising, was not used to it for a while. Zhang Chengwang not only arranged the current basic necessities of life for the victims, but also prepared for them all the necessary facilities for the winter and the grain seeds for spring plowing in the next year.

People in the disaster-stricken areas who were already struggling spontaneously built temples for him. Wherever they went, the grass died down and the world was affected.

This old minister who has been hiding in the position of Tai Tuo for several generations has made an attack in one fell swoop and is famous all over the world.

Yang Ting personally led all the ministers to Xuanhuamen to welcome Zhang Chengwang, granted the sword to go to the hall, and granted him the title of Sangong to comfort the world.

Yang You stood in the cold wind and sniffed his nose, Shang Luo asked with concern: "Have you recovered yet?"

"It's been done long ago." Is it okay to suffer from Ao Chen's dragon breath?

Yang You wrapped the fox-fur coat around his body a little tighter. Seeing Taifu Zhang, Yang Ting and a group of important ministers and princes at the city gate, these officials could only stand in the open space outside, drinking the wind and eating the snow.

He stomped his feet, "It's winter, people are afraid of the cold."

Standing behind him, Zhuo Xinhong laughed loudly, took off his cloak and put it on for Yang You, "That's because you are physically weak. If you practice martial arts every day like a brother, you will naturally not be afraid of the winter cold."

Xu Kaiji smiled and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's very uncomfortable to dance swords and guns with the sisters and sisters in Fengyue Building every day."

Zhuo Xinhong kicked Xu Kaiji, and Xu Kaiji had footprints on the back of his snow-white winter clothes.

Pang Chao patted him, and sighed: "I can't wipe it off, I'm afraid I'll be said to be out of shape later."

"What are you afraid of?" Yang You said, "Isn't it okay to wear the clothes backwards later?"

"You mean to trick me, right?" Xu Kaiji patted his butt, and said to Pang Chao: "Brother Pang, you will get closer to me later, and help me block it from behind."

Pang Chao's expression changed, and finally he reluctantly agreed.

Jiang Ling walked up to Shang Luo and said angrily, "Teacher, what do you think of Zhang Taifu?"

"My lord?" Shang Luo looked at Yang You, "You are his student, why don't you tell me?"

Yang You declined and said, "Hey, I didn't count Taifu Zhang's death in anger, so how dare I judge the teacher?"

Shang Luo also smiled, "I don't want to talk about anything else. In terms of talent and learning, the old man won three consecutive awards and was a well-known number one scholar in the state of Qi. This achievement alone has already made the old man famous in history. After many years in the court, in terms of character, Although I'm not a good person, I'm not bad, otherwise you guys wouldn't be with me. In terms of being an official, I was also very vigorous in my early years. I solved many problems for Daqi, otherwise I wouldn't be attracted Come to Qian Taishi, Linge, and the others to jointly squeeze them out."

"Don't look at the old man's idle and dandy appearance..." Shang Luo said, patting his belly.

Yang You and Jiang Ling looked at each other.

Playboy?

Does Shangluo have an alternative understanding of this word?

Forget it, everything the teacher says is right.

Shang Luo said: "This old man is very high-minded. In the whole country, there are only a handful of people who I can admire, and people who convince me are even rarer. But when it comes to Zhang Chengwang, an old man, his character, talent and learning , being an official, or doing things, I have to obey even if I refuse to accept it. If I go to the disaster relief, I don’t know what kind of moths I will make. They are good, what can I do? I can’t admit it openly, if Zhang Chengwang This old man's surname is Yang, and even if the old man risked his life, he must be made emperor."

Yang You, surnamed Yang, touched his nose guiltily.

Shang Luo glanced at him, "It's nothing to write home about, but it's still not satisfactory."

Yang You saluted, "Teacher taught me well."

Shang Luo pinched his chin and thought for a while, "But you kid can hang around under his hands for so many years without being discovered, you can be regarded as capable."

Yang You chuckled, "Isn't this the true nature of a hero?"

After Zhang Chengwang returned to Beijing, he took up the teaching task of Yang Niu, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon, so he did not give Yang Niu any leave, and wanted to watch him study every day.

Yang Niu's brothers said that it was the same when he was a child. Not only did he read more books every year, but he read more books than usual.

Only Yang You's homework, Zhang Taifu will not check.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Taifu still wants to live a few more years, and doesn't want to be pissed off by Yang You.

Concubine Li was too happy that such a huge boost hit Qingfang Hall.

In the eyes of everyone in Taichang Temple, Yang You and Yang Mi, a compatriot with mother, are deeply affectionate. Yang Niu is still young, and Zhang Chengwang likes Yang Niu. Even if he is close to Concubine Li, he can basically be regarded as Yang You's son. help.

At this joint, it is unrealistic to form a party openly. As long as others do not object, standing on an ambiguous position is already the most beneficial condition for oneself.

Yang You believes in Zhang Taifu's character and intentions, and it is considered safe for Yang Ni to stay with him.

Although Yang Ni doesn't want to study very much, Zhang Taifu is almost like a father to him, not to mention that Zhang Taifu will tell him some anecdotes about the government and the field, and he is happy to be with Zhang Taifu.

Zhang Chengwang was originally the grand tutor, and it was his duty to urge the prince to study, and no one in court doubted him.

Everyone harbored ulterior motives, and even maintained a strange balance.

It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Since Ao Chen's warning, Yang Mi has not only had no problems, he has never had any illnesses, not even a single cold or cold.

Not only did Yang You not let go of his heart, but he raised it higher and higher.

I always feel that something is going to happen, and I can only feel at ease after hearing what Ao Chen and Lu Shan said.

New Year's Eve is undoubtedly the highest point of this tension.

Yang You didn't fall asleep the first night, he kept his eyes open and counted the sound of the hourglass.Ruifang woke her up early the next morning, rushing to put on the most solemn clothes and go to the palace to celebrate the New Year.

Ruifang pointed to Yang You's dark circles, and spread the rouge under his eyes with her hand, "Put some rouge on the prince, and be more energetic."

Yang You yawned, but didn't feel sleepy at all, and asked, "Is there any news from the palace?"

Ruifang was startled, and said with a smile: "No, you have been asking for news from the palace several times a day, isn't this going to the palace soon?"

Yang You got into the carriage and headed towards the palace gate with the sound of hooves.

Before dawn, the streets are already buzzing with people. This is the last market this year. Vendors are trying to make more money at this time. Residents are all starting to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner. It’s still dark and everywhere. All smoke rose.

Several children followed Yang You's gorgeous carriage, singing along the way: "There are two dragons in the abyss of Zangpu."

Seeing how hard they were chasing them, Yang You sealed a few red envelopes and threw them out.

The child yelled loudly, "Thank you, sir!"

Yang Yuchun was driving ahead, and said, "My lord, give me one too."

Yang You kicked him angrily, "Wait, yours is behind!"