Yang Xiaocong, the new hero

At dusk, the Luoyang Imperial Palace was brightly lit, and one after another, gorgeous and luxurious carriages drove into the gate of the palace.

The event that the emperor held a banquet for heroes caused a great uproar among the nobles. All the well-informed dignitaries knew that Liu Shang, the son of Liu Shangshu, was the emperor's favorite before. Suddenly, the emperor changed his mind and wanted to re-select?

Although surprised by the emperor's actions, the princes and ministers are not stupid. A piece of pie fell from the sky, how could it be taken away by other families? If the son-in-law is lucky enough to become a son-in-law, there is no reason not to make a fortune by taking advantage of the eldest princess' status in the emperor's heart.

"The second son of the Xiangfu has arrived~"

"The son of Prince Luo has arrived~

"Young Master Dingyuanhou, the Second Young Master is here~"

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The sound of the announcement resounded in the hall, and everyone present found their nameplates and took their seats.

At this moment, in a corner of the hall, two sneaky figures were hidden in the shadows, they were Fei Zhen and Yang Xiaocong.

"Look, the one sitting at the head is Bai Zixuan, the second son of the prime minister's mansion."

Yang Xiaocong followed Fei Zhen's gaze, and the man who was drinking and talking and laughing was wearing a brocade suit with a moon white necklace and a silver fine pattern bottom, and a large lotus pattern loomed on the white clothes, which could be regarded as elegant and handsome.

"He's pretty good, forget about Liu Shang, you don't like him?" Yang Xiaocong teased.

Fei Zhen glanced at him, with a half-smile, "You don't see me the most clearly."

"Cough, cough..." Yang Xiaocong was choked by himself, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said embarrassingly, "I'm not you, how come you know."

Fei Zhen smiled, and didn't answer anymore, just pointing to the chief subordinate and said, "That is Dingyuan Hou Shizi, Huo Yun."

That man was one level lower than Bai Zixuan, the armor all over his body shone with a metallic luster, his face was resolute, and after being honed on the battlefield, he was full of blood.

Yang Xiaocong curled his lips, "It's not too tiring to wear armor for a banquet."

Fei Zhen ignored someone's complaints, "You should remember these two people, no accident, your biggest opponent is them."

Yang Xiaocong casually glanced at the noble children present, and suddenly his eyes shifted to a certain place, with a strange expression on his face, and said quietly: "The biggest opponent? I can't see it."

"Huh?" Fei Zhen looked puzzled.

Yang Xiaocong pointed to the last person on the left row in the hall, "Would you introduce me, who is that person?"

Fei Zhen looked up, and saw the man in the green shirt with a folding fan, looking around curiously, the light-colored hair lining the jade-colored skin was more fair and clear, if one ignores his thin and petite figure, then Fei Zhen really wants to Give it a thumbs up, what a handsome young master.

But now, "Yi'er?" After being astonished, a vein popped out of Feizhen's forehead, "This is a feast for heroes, she dares to mess around! It's really... really..."

"Here, I think she is my worst enemy." Yang Xiaocong pouted, as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"What nonsense!" Fei Zhen stomped her feet angrily, her face full of hatred.Now her mind is full of Yi'er, and she didn't bother to introduce Yang Xiaocong, so she pushed Yang Xiaocong out of the darkness, and then said, "Sit down with the nameplate, I want to talk to Yier .”

Yang Xiaocong was pushed unexpectedly by Fei Zhen, his head suddenly became dizzy, he staggered a few steps forward, and then came over suddenly, and hurried to stabilize his figure.

Fortunately, he didn't fall, otherwise he would be ashamed, Yang Xiaocong shook his head, secretly thankful.But I do feel a little bit wrong recently, I often feel dizzy, maybe it's because I'm tired and don't have enough rest.

Many people have come to the main hall, and many children gathered together to greet each other and find out the details. After all, there is only one who can marry the princess.

Yang Xiaocong bypassed the tables where people were already seated, and looked for them one by one from the back row. Strange?Why not?I have no money, no power, no status, so it stands to reason that I would be placed at the back. Could it be that I was too inconspicuous and was forgotten by the person who put up the sign?

Yang Xiaocong snuffed out this idea as soon as it came to his mind. It was really hard for Fei to find her own partner, so how could she make such a low-level mistake and let herself fall short.Thinking of this level, Yang Xiaocong continued to search through the crowd patiently.

When Yang Xiaocong finally saw his nameplate, he couldn't help sighing secretly, let's just say, Fei is really a reliable person.But the next second, when confirming his seat...Yang Xiaocong glanced directly opposite him, Bai Zixuan in white was holding a glass of wine to give him a slight gesture, with a warm smile on his lips.

Laugh again!I haha ​​your face!Yang Xiaocong grinned, returned Bai Zixuan's smile, and sat down calmly.Ten thousand mud horses are galloping in my heart, and it is actually the first one on the right row!Fei Zhen was giving her face too much, facing the curious, dissatisfied, and jealous eyes from all directions, Xiao Cong's children's shoes were instantly messed up.

Picking up the wine glass in front of her, lightly drinking, trying to ignore other people's eyes, her eyes drifted towards the last table, Fei Yi, who was dressed in men's clothes and looked around, was no longer in her seat, her eyes turned back, and drifted towards the corner where she was dazed at first, Sure enough, although they couldn't see clearly, the two blurred figures could still be seen.

I don't know what Fei Zhen called Yi'er to say, but after a while, I saw Fei Yi with red eyes, stubbornly returned to her position, and Fei Zhen disappeared.

The two sisters, Yang Xiaocong shook his head, one tried his best to protect his sister, but the other always regarded her as a child.

"The emperor is here, and Princess Feizhen is here~" A high-pitched voice broke through the greetings in the hall, and Yang Xiaocong turned his attention back to look at the main entrance.

A middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe strode into the hall with a crown on his body, his eyes glanced, and he was not angry.Fei Zhen also changed into the princess court dress and followed closely behind the emperor, looking graceful and luxurious.After that came the eunuch who informed the waiter, Yang Xiaocong raised his eyebrows, heh, it turned out to be an acquaintance, this old eunuch, if he hadn't sneaked into the palace and was discovered by this old eunuch, maybe he would not have reunited with Feizhen.

"Long live my emperor, long live my princess, thousand years old, thousand years old~" Everyone left the table and knelt down, and Yang Xiaocong also knelt down to salute along with them.

"Get up." Father Feizhen sat on the dragon chair, waved his hand and said, "I came here today to choose a son-in-law for Zhener, if you keep kneeling, how can I choose one, and you haven't returned yet. "

Still following the crowd, Yang Xiaocong got up, before he patted his trouser legs, he heard the person on the dragon chair say, "Here is Zhener's savior, let me see what he looks like."

Yang Xiaocong had no choice but to stand still again, she was the only one left in the long aisle, facing the emperor with her head up, neither humble nor overbearing.

The emperor glanced over, turned away with a slight flick, and said to Fei Zhen who was at the bottom, "Father really wants to see what is so attractive about the person who can be recommended by you."

The corners of Feizhen's eyes were crooked, and she smiled, "Father, just watch, you won't be disappointed."

"Really? Zhen'er is so confident?" The emperor glanced at Yang Xiaocong again. He appreciated the fact that he was neither humble nor overbearing, but in his opinion, Zhen'er's evaluation was too high. There are no civilians.

Fei Zhen shook her head, and said slowly: "It's not that I have confidence, because it is him, I am willing to believe."

"Okay!" The emperor clapped his hands and said to Yang Xiaocong: "The princess thinks so highly of you, I'm just waiting for your next performance, don't let me be too disappointed."

Yang Xiaocong sneered in his heart, the emperor really didn't want to see him, and every word he said was derogatory. Although he was dissatisfied, Yang Xiaocong still pretended to reply: "Xiaomin must do his best!"

As soon as he got back to his seat, he saw the old eunuch meandering to the middle and announced loudly: "Although you don't need to be full of knowledge as a son-in-law, you must not be different in writing. The topic of the first round of competition today is "talent". You sons can use pens to express your feelings for Princess Feizhen. The emperor is wise. Considering that there are many generals present, there will be a lack of literary talent, so I specifically told you that there is no need for poems and songs. You can only write three words on paper. , At that time, the emperor and the princess will jointly select four candidates for the next competition."

"Three words?" This strange rule surprised the sons who had read poetry and books very much, but the generals showed joy on their faces. Naturally, they could not compare with those scholarly families in poetry.

Yang Xiaocong raised his eyebrows after listening to the rules announced by the old eunuch. Interesting, is it the ancient version of the three-line script~

Two rows of maids walked into the hall with pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and stood in front of each table with a graceful posture.

Three love letters, I have been Yang Lianting for so long, I have never written a love letter to the leader, right?

Master... Yang Xiaocong thought softly in his heart, lowered his eyes, and stared blankly at the blank rice paper. The center of the paper seemed to have dizzy lines of water. I saw the seductive leader in red, the cold leader in plain clothes, weak on the bed. The pitiful priest...

Really, Yang Xiaocong didn't dare to think about it anymore, there were tears in his eyes, he closed his eyes, shut the salty water in the door, and poured it back.

Picking up the pen, dipping in the ink, dotting the ink on the blank paper, thoughts filled the lines, the pen stopped, a few words, the first love letter she wrote for her, but unfortunately that person couldn't see it.

A trace of disappointment slipped out of the corner of his eyes, and when the ink dried up, Yang Xiaocong put away his emotions and handed the paper to the maid standing aside.

Raising his eyes, he happened to meet Fei Zhen's eyes, seeing the worry in the other's eyes, Yang Xiaocong smiled apologetically, showing a relieved smile, but he was smiling wryly in his heart, he really was, thinking of the leader, he even forgot to hide his emotions.Disguisedly forgetting to look around, most people put down their pens, and it should be completed.

Bai Zixuan on the opposite side has already eaten the small dishes on the table, and he thinks he has a plan in mind.His eyes gradually drifted back, and he turned to the last table, and saw Yi'er propped up her left hand, her head leaning on her wrist, her eyes were blurred, she was glued to Fei Zhen above her, and she refused to move her eyes.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fei Zhen got up and announced: "Everyone, I can't wait, let's show your work."

One by one, the maids holding paper rolls pulled their hands up and down, and a sentence of three lines of calligraphy came into view.

As soon as the scroll was opened, Feizhen glanced at Yang Xiaocong's direction. She was most concerned about what he wrote, and she also believed that Yang Xiaocong would not let her down.

"Holding hands, staying together, white head..." Unconsciously read the words on the paper, these three words are very simple, but it takes a lifetime to do it, just a moment ago, she did not miss Yang Xiaocong's eyes. Missing him, he really loves that person, heh, it is obviously a love letter written to someone else, but now he reads it out by himself, it feels really, not like.

Holding hands with her, staying together, and white hair, is what Yang Xiaocong wants to do most in her life.

"Father~" Fei Zhen slenderly pointed at Yang Xiaocong, "Is he one of the candidates?"

The emperor's face was pale, showing no signs of happiness or anger, "Zhen'er might as well read what others wrote first, before making a decision. I think Bai Zixuan's writing is pretty good."

"Your water-like eyes envelop the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, reflecting my melting heart inch by inch. From then on, I only see you." Bai Zixuan's eyes light up slightly, looking at Fei Zhen, with a faint smile on his face Yi said, "Princess, as I said, never give up, can I have a chance this time."

"Mr. Bai." Fei Zhen smiled, "The opportunities are equal, and the emperor has given them to you. Now ask me what opportunity I want, and how can I give it to you?"

Tsk tsk, Yang Xiaocong sighed on the side, typical "Lang is affectionate, concubine has no intention", ah, is Feizhen so popular, except for her status as a princess and her appearance, she can't think of anything else attractive about Feizhen.

"Okay, Zhen'er, it can be seen that he is also a caring person." Hearing that the child Fei Zhen is dissatisfied with him, but the emperor is also helpless, Zhen'er is so old, if she doesn't find a good home, she The mother and concubine's spirit in heaven will not rest in peace.

A row of long tables looked at it, and there was nothing outstanding, until the last table, the emperor read it carefully, "There is only so much warmth in my life, and I gave it all to you, but you can't feel it." ~"

The emperor was surprised that such bitter words were written for Zhen'er?

"Where is the son who wrote this?" the emperor asked the court lady holding the scroll.

"I don't know, the young master just sat there blankly after he finished writing, and just now he heard Mr. Bai finished reading his work, but the young master disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Yang Xiaocong knew who that person was, glanced at Fei Zhen, and she knew it too.

"Father!" Fei Zhen turned around suddenly, brushed her hand lightly on her cheek, and immediately put it down again, "It's getting late, you can tell who is better, and you can tell at a glance, let's announce the candidates."

Undoubtedly, under Fei Zhen's strong recommendation, Yang Xiaocong was successfully shortlisted. With her, there were Bai Zixuan, Fei Yi who was nowhere to be found, and a general Huo Yun who was just making up the numbers.

The four lined up in a row and stood in the center.

The old eunuch received the emperor's decree and continued to announce, "This second round of competition is..."

The shrill voice stopped abruptly, and the old eunuch fell down straight like this.

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden situation. Yang Xiaocong was the closest to the old eunuch, and leaned over cautiously. His gaze swept to the back of his neck. An extremely small needle was buried by a strand of hair. If Yang Xiaocong hadn't arrived in ancient times, Excellent eyesight, really can not find.

Without acting rashly, Yang Xiaocong backed away without a trace, and secretly moved towards Feizhen, on guard, letting Bai Zixuan and the others squeeze up behind him.Just kidding, Yang Xiaocong fought against that old eunuch, okay? Even the Dugu Nine Swords can't deal with him, and now he has been hit by the hidden weapon without making a sound, one can imagine the martial arts of the hidden weapon maker.

"This is it?" Huo Yun is a general after all, and he is extremely sensitive to hidden weapons, so he immediately found the thin needle on the old eunuch's neck.

"Your Majesty." Huo Yunna tore off his skirt to wrap the silver needles, and was about to hand them to the emperor, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind in the air, and the silver needles scattered all over the sky towards everyone.

Because the old eunuch fell down for no reason, many of the children attending the banquet took precautions and picked up the tableware on the table almost instantly to resist. It is not allowed to bring a sword into the palace, so they can only barely make ends meet with plates.

Yang Xiaocong also came to Feizhen's side at this time, took off the hairband that tied his hair, and whispered: "The city gate assists Sanqin, wind and smoke look at Wujin." A protective belt formed in front of Fei Zhen.

The emperor was also resisted by Bai Zixuan and Huo Yun. Following Yinzhen's attack, more than a dozen masked men came in, half of them fought with the noble children in the palace, and the other half aimed directly at the emperor and Feizhen.

"I want to say goodbye to you, and I am also an official." Yang Xiaocong used his hair belt instead of a sword, and Dugu Nine Swords used it, and he seemed to be able to deal with a masked man with ease.

strangeness?As for the Ouchi guards, how could they not be alarmed by such a big commotion?Yang Xiaocong was thinking about two things at once.

Seeing that Yang Xiaocong was about to break through their attack, another two masked men attacked, forcing Yang Xiaocong and Fei Zhen to retreat step by step.

In the end, it was discovered that Bai Zixuan and Huo Yun were also forced to retreat while protecting the emperor on the other side. The people on both sides were actually forced together to form a circle.

The masked man's martial arts are very strong, and his inner strength seems to be endless. After all, Bai Zixuan is a literary scholar. He exhausted himself very quickly and was defeated. A gap was opened just like that. Yang Xiaocong's formation was disrupted, and the masked man Attacked in, two sharp swords pierced the emperor and Fei Zhen respectively at the same time.

Between the lightning and the flint, there is only one sword that can be blocked, the emperor or Fei Zhen?There was no time to think about it, Yang Xiaocong flew in front of Feizhen, and said in a low voice: "If something happens to me, don't forget my snow lotus, and give it to Yu Xun!"

On the other side, Huo Yun also stood in front of the emperor. As a subject, the emperor was more important than the princess.

Bai Zixuan, on the other hand, was stunned and limp on the ground, as if he was frightened, and he was no longer handsome and refined.

Lying in front of Feizhen, there was no severe pain as imagined, looked up suspiciously, and saw the emperor adjusted his clothes, slapped two palms, and the man in black quickly retreated.

"The second round of competition is over, I think the result has come out."

Everyone present was stunned, and Fei Zhen was also kept in the dark, so, so, the so-called assassins were created by the emperor...

"In my opinion, Bai Zixuan, the prime minister's son, has literary talents, and his martial arts and intelligence are slightly inferior. General Huo Yun is both civil and military, and he is loyal, but he is not really a good man. As for Yang Xiaocong, although he is not prominent in status, But it is better to have a sincere heart, and with your performance just now, you regard Zhen'er as more important than yourself and me, and I will give Zhen'er to you with confidence." Ignoring the surprised eyes of everyone, the emperor announced: "Zhen'er Dianbuyi Yang Xiaocong is the son-in-law of the eldest princess, choose a date to get married, and amnesty the world!"

Yang Xiaocong lowered his head and took the order to thank him, she knew that she had made the right bet again.From the very beginning, she sensed that something was wrong, how could the old eunuch who knew the golden bell cover be plotted against so easily, unless he was pretending to be himself.Besides, there are so many royal guards in the palace, and there is such a commotion in the hall that even the emperor's life may be in danger, so how could he not act?Unless this is specially arranged by someone, that is to say, this is just a test!If she didn't worry about it, Feizhen would stand in front of her when she was in danger, but she is not alone now, without her unique internal strength, even if the leader gets Xuelian, it is useless, people are selfish, she doesn't want to let The leader had an accident, she wanted her to live well and be happy!So for Fei Zhen, she is sorry for her. If this is a real assassination, she will not stand in front of her, and will not be in danger. Yang Xiaocong knows that she can't afford to bet, and she wants the leader to live well. !

At this time, Kaifeng is thousands of miles away from Luoyang.

The pigeon landed on the window lattice and was caught by a pair of slender white hands. They gently opened the bamboo tube on the pigeon's legs, and opened the envelope tremblingly.

"Click" The bloody letter paper just floated on the ground.

Dongfang Bai bit his lip, what does this mean, why, why is Yang Er's letter stained with blood!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a sword brushed against her cheek and was nailed into the wall.

"Who?" There was no one outside the window, only the chirping of insects.

Dongfang wanted to chase her out, but Ping Yizhi said that if she used her internal power again, she would be useless.

Pull out the sword from the wall, and tie a piece of cloth on it, which reads: "Yang Xiaocong is in danger in the capital, if you want to save your life, come to the capital quickly!"

The author has something to say: Hey, it’s been a long time, everyone, I finally updated the article [I can’t help but complain about myself], this chapter is really stuck, the next chapter, the next chapter, the two will finally meet each other !I'm getting excited! !