Yang Jian closed his cloak and turned his head to look out the window. A purple magnolia was blooming brightly, but Yang Jian lowered his head and sank into the long river of memories.

Every step is sighing and sloppy, and a lifetime is drifting. I have been in my dreams for a few times, and I look up and candles, but the past is hard to save.

Yang Jian sat quietly on the chair next to the desk in a daze. Garo glanced outside the window and tiptoed into the room through the door. However, he was found as soon as he walked to Yang Jian. "I haven't gone to bed yet." "I haven't fallen asleep yet, right?"

"The emperor is a matter." Yang Jian was helpless about this Gala. His parents left early, but now his relatives are the only one left. Although both parents and parents are prosperous, they are just a hub of interests.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's love for Gala became even stronger. When he turned around, he saw Gala wearing light pink clothes, a red cloak coat, a melon-shaped face, and big eyes, which was very beautiful. Looking at his beloved Gala, he could no longer get angry and said softly: "The girl's clothes are so beautiful and bright red, it's true."

"Emperor." Yang Jian, who had been acting coquettishly with a prolonged voice, was helpless and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you. When is it now, I'm still running around. Go back to bed, otherwise I won't get up tomorrow morning." "I'm curious. The emperor slept so late every day, why can't he get up every day?"

"The emperor has a lot of things every day, and he can't sleep well even if he wants to. Well, the emperor is still busy. You go to bed soon, don't bother me." Garo pouted and turned around and left, not taking Yang Jian, who is both the emperor and the elder brother seriously at all.

Yang Jian sighed with his forehead. Such a sister really gave her a headache. She was busy with state affairs every day and was worried about her. She had to be distracted to care about her. Thinking of Yang Jian, she felt that she owed her in her previous life.

A gust of night wind blows from the window, bringing scents. Looking up, there are a few purple magnolias blooming for some reason, and they look even more charming under the bright palace lanterns.

"Ha." Yang Jian chuckled softly, his mother liked purple magnolia very much, so his mother's palace was planted with purple magnolia. He didn't know when he fell in love with this kind of flower. Now, the purple magnolia flowers are still blooming, and every year, people who leave can no longer see it.

Yang Jian sighed again, it turned out that spring was coming, and many flowers should be in bloom.

In the Wei Wang Mansion, Yang Shuang sat on a chair in black robe. A peer in white clothes stood in front of him. Looking at King Wei’s solemn expression, he finally said: “It is good for the prince to be cautious, but risks and interests always follow him. If this plan is done, the throne belongs to the prince. If it is defeated, Yu Shiji will commit suicide on the spot, and he will not implicate the prince.”

"So you think that if the final result is, I can be invincible?" "Yes." King Wei chuckled and said, "You are my partner and my friend. Of course I will do this. How can I let go of such a good opportunity? But it's not for you."

"Prince." "How can human life be equivalent to others?" "Prince, you are too affectionate." "Ha, what I want to kill now is my brother, but you say I am affectionate."

Yu Shiji turned his face and said, "The King of the Tang Dynasty pity the people's lives in dire straits, so he came to our court to discuss the border affairs with the emperor. The emperor took the opportunity to imprison the King of the Tang Dynasty to threaten the Tang Dynasty. King Li Bing refused to commit suicide by becoming a national criminal. The border was in turmoil and the emperor was incompetent. He ignored the lives and deaths of the people, and issued an edict to punish himself, and passed the throne to King Wei, the son of the former emperor. This is the whole thing."

"I will make arrangements and find someone who has nothing to do with the Prince Wei Mansion." "Prince." "I know you want to help me, don't worry, I need a lot of help from you." Yu Shiji couldn't say anything after hearing this. A gentle sigh came into Yang Shuang's ears, which made a warm feeling rise in his heart.

After Yu Shiji left, Yang Shuang was completely sleepy and had too many worries. She lifted her clothes and Yang Shuang stood up and walked out.

Although it was already spring, the wind at night was still cold. Under the blurred lights, clusters of iris at feet made Yang Shuang stop, frown gently, sighed almost inaudible, and said to himself with a faint smile: "Iris are blooming, purple magnolia, it should be blooming too!"

I slowly raised my head and saw flowers blooming on the magnolia trees, as well as many buds that had not yet arrived. A bright purple color reflected into my eyes, bringing too many memories. The petals that swayed in the wind, mixed with past memories, fell down, but they could not return to the dust, making people not miss it.

Yang Shuang stood under the tree and sank into the memories of the past. The quiet world was the only sound of the wind at night. The petals falling with the wind fell on Yang Shuang's body or face, bringing a hint of coldness, but making Yang Shuang greedy for the coldness of this moment.

The sound of the wind seemed to carry something else. I could feel the sound of an instrument, but I couldn't hear it. Now it was so late, how could such music come? Yang Shuang's eyes were puzzled and walked towards the source of the sound based on her feelings.

The music was transported by the wind and actually transmitted from Xuehengyuan to Yang Shuang's study. Yang Shuang was also very curious along the way.

Princess Wei sat in front of the window, stroking the piano in her hand. The light blue clothes made her look even more dusty. Her beautiful face was filled with expressions that were not disturbed by the outside world. The sound of the piano was heard, and there was only the player's own world in his heart.

I couldn't bear to disturb me, but I just played a good listener and listened quietly to the world in her heart. Since I got married a month ago, I have no impression of myself as a princess. I just think she is an ordinary lady from a family. It's just that the sound of the piano tonight made me feel that there is a world in her heart.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the sound of the wind was left quiet. Princess Wei looked out the window, and the flying purple magnolia petals swayed with the wind weakly. Isn’t it who she is now?

Perhaps it was too sad, and a sigh, which evoked too many old past events in Yang Shuang's ears. His mother was also a woman with both talent and beauty, smart and handsome, and in the end it was different like the petals in the wind. She couldn't help herself, and in the end, she was still a wandering soul in the deep palace.

Yang Shuang remembered too much and turned around and walked towards her bedroom. The vibrant spring should not make people miss it so much. Yang Shuang lowered her head, and her heart was so heavy that she didn't even know what she was thinking.

Back in the bedroom, the maid took off her robe, took off her hair crown, lay quietly on the bed, looked at the top of the bed, and said, "Brother, you shouldn't sleep yet!" After that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly.

Princess Wei sat by the window in a daze for a long time. Perhaps the wind blew in from outside the window woke her up. Dugu Panruo came to his senses and looked down at Qin again. After a while, he raised his head and said to the maids beside him: "Okay, you all go and rest!"

Several maids answered yes respectfully and walked out. Dugu Banruo stood up and took off his bead hairpin, took off his clothes, and sat by the bed, but began to stare blankly again. The late emperor had no legitimate son, and the King of Wei and the Emperor were both the two most outstanding sons of the late emperor. It seemed that the emperor had a grudge against the King of Wei. Otherwise, although his father was the Grand Tutor, he had retired and returned to his hometown a few years ago, and there was no power in his family.

But what does all this have to do with me? Why has I become a victim of this political balance game? The emperor has his thoughts about King Wei, but I am afraid that I will be implicated in my parents' home because of my husband's family. It has been more than a month since the wedding night, and I have only met King Wei four or five times.

It doesn't matter whether he can win the favor of King Wei, but he can't implicate his parents. Thinking of this, Dugu Panru sighed again, and he looked a little tired, and he lazily lifted the quilt and lay on the bed.

It was still a little late when it was just beginning of spring. Yang Shuang sat by the bed and looked at her sleeping wife. She was only sixteen years old but she frowned gently in her sleep, making Yang Shuang unable to figure out what kind of world her world was. What was there in her dream? Why did even the dream bring sorrow.

Dugu Banruo's mouth twitched, then he moved his hands, and then he slowly opened his eyes, but saw Yang Shuang sitting by the bed. He was puzzled and quickly sat up, lowered his head and said respectfully: "I'm getting up late, I don't know when the prince will come. I'll forgive me for your crime."

Dugu Banruo was wearing pajamas and looked very thin in the early spring cold season. Yang Shuang pulled up the quilt and covered Dugu Banruo and said, "It's still early at this time. I have something to go out today, so get up early and come and see you."

"It makes the prince worry." "When you say these words, do you want to get up or sleep for a while?" "When you get up, don't be too sleepy." "It's nothing. The weather is still a bit cold. If there is nothing important, it's nothing to sleep for a while." "The prince is going out, have you had breakfast?" Yang Shuang remembered that she had woken up and came here. The breakfast has not yet been settled.

Looking at the expression of the person in front of him, Dugu Banruo chuckled and said, "Breakfast must be eaten." After saying that, he ordered outside the house, "Yan'er, prepare breakfast immediately." Then he lifted the quilt and was about to get off the bed to put on his clothes. Yan'er's respectful reply came from outside the house. Seeing Dugu Banruo wearing clothes gently and elegantly, these ordinary actions made Yang Shuang feel very comfortable.

At this time, Xia'er brought a few little maids in with a basin. Xia'er dressed up for Dugu Panru. After all these were done, Yang Shuang also came over and said, "Are you done?" Dugu Panru looked at herself in the mirror, which was no different from usual, and replied, "Yes."

"While speaking, Yang Shuang stood up, and walked over and held Dugu Banruo's hand. The warm body temperature came, which surprised Dugu Banruo. He always felt that today's things were too sudden, but he was Princess Wei, and these seemed to be normal.

Yang Shuang and the other two walked into the dining room together and sat down. The light white porridge and a few side dishes were very suitable for morning meals. "I have to do some things recently. Maybe I don't take care of the princess enough, so the princess will take care of herself."

Dugu Panruo, who was having breakfast, listened to Yang Shuang's words, thinking that it was probably the time after marriage, he didn't care. Unexpectedly, he became concerned, smiled and said, "The prince is busy with his affairs, and I can't help him. If I take good care of myself, I can't make my prince not distracted, of course I have to take good care of myself."

Yang Shuang smiled unconsciously, and seemed to be very happy with her. She remembered that the previous few meetings were all polite relationships. Now she saw her smile warm and peaceful, and she was also infected by her.

Putting down the chopsticks, Yang Shuang said, "I will go out first, come back after finishing the work. You can do whatever you want in the palace. Whether you want to go out to buy things or meet friends, just bring a few more people. It is safe. You need to get the money from the account. Don't move the dowry brought by your parents. It's all your own. I don't have time to accompany you. Please cherish yourself."

Dugu Banruo was both happy and confused when he heard Yang Shuang's words. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "I listen to the prince, so you don't have to be distracted by me." "Well, after a while, I will take you to my mother's tomb, and this family will be left to you."

After saying that, she held Dugu Banruo's hand, and the body temperature she heard made her feel warm, especially Yang Shuang wanted to take her to burn incense to Princess Wei. She thought it was a happy thing. After all, she married Princess Wei, which is a fact that she was unable to change. It is naturally the best to be in love with Princess Wei.

Dugu Banruo lowered his head, nodded gently, and said, "I listen to the prince." King Wei pursed his lips, nodded, and said, "Well, the time is over, I am leaving." "I'm going to see the prince." The two of them stood up and walked to the door, and Yang Shuang stopped and said, "It's very windy outside, and women's house can't stand the cold, go back quickly."

"Yeah." Seeing that she agreed, Yang Shuang strode out of Xueheng Courtyard.

It was not until the black and majestic figure disappeared that Dugu Panru turned his gaze to another direction. King Wei suddenly treated him so well, which made Dugu Panru somewhat confused. Although he was the legitimate wife after all, this was not a reason to love, it was just a decision of his identity. But his family had no power. What happened today?

Dugu Panru still had a question mark in his heart, but he could not find the answer. After standing at the door for a while, Dugu Panru still turned around and returned to the house.

Yang Jian sat on the chair in the imperial study room, looking at the letter of nationality in his hand. The war between the Sui Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty has been chaotic for many years, and the national strength has been consumed, but no one has ever really won. Now Li Bing takes the initiative to make clear the border war between the two countries, which is a good thing for both countries.

Although I also know that this is only temporary, if the war can be opened, if it cannot be opened, if it can be opened, if it can be used, use means. The life and death of the ruler has nothing to do with the people. As long as it does not damage the fundamental strength of the country, conspiracy is often a very good choice.

Prime Minister Su Wei, Minister of Works Pei Ju, and General Han Qinhu, who were standing in front of him, each held his own opinions. Yang Jian said: "Prime Minister Su thought he should have a peace talk?"

"Yes, in recent years, the country is generally stable, with frequent business and travel, and prosperous transactions. This is also the foundation of economic prosperity. The money and money in the treasury also come from merchants. Opening schools in various places and educating the people. On the surface, it is indeed prosperous, but all this requires a foundation, that is peace.

If a war begins, it will inevitably cause domestic turmoil, bandits are rampant, and people's livelihood will be disturbed, not to mention the merchant economy. Although merchants and untouchables are the source of the national treasury. The existence of the country is the people. The people are uneasy. The minister is Su Wei. This is the great crime of this minister, but the situation is not here to be warned.

The most urgent task is to resolve the diplomacy between the two countries and resolve this optional war with political means. The King of the Tang Dynasty has submitted a letter of state. If our dynasty refuses to start a war, then the eternal infamous will be our dynasty rather than the Tang Dynasty. This incident should be handled smoothly, not the war."

After hearing Su Wei's words, Yang Jian agreed very much in his heart, but did not express it on the surface, but looked at Han Qinhu and said, "What do you think of the general?"

Han Qinhu pondered for a moment and said, "Emperor, I have been guarding the border for many years and have fought with the Tang Dynasty for many years. I know nothing about politics. But Su Wei said one thing, I understand very well that the Tang Dynasty has a strong national strength and great military power. Otherwise, our army would not have been able to get a bargain for so many years.

Once a war begins, no matter what the final result is, the only ones who suffer will be the people. When they guard the border, they fled the hometown where the people of the border live for generations in order to save their lives, they can be said to be left home, wandering, and having their wives and children. Even if the seven-foot man is a seven-foot man, he can't help but cry. If the affairs of the two countries can be resolved peacefully and the people can live and work in peace, why should the war start?"

After hearing Han Qinhu's answer, the Minister of Works snorted coldly and said, "Why don't the general say that he is useless and cannot take over the Tang Dynasty? If there is no war, then there is no need for soldiers." "Mr., the duty of a soldier is to defend the country, not to be famous in history for sacrificing the lives of countless soldiers and civilians."

"It's clear that you are cowardly." "Okay, this is the imperial study room, and the state affairs are being discussed." Yang Jian said to stop him, then looked at the Minister of Works and said, "Mr. Zou, you are in charge of the Ministry of Works. How is the national treasury in recent years?" "The national treasury is abundant."

"But if the war begins, the fundamental reason for the country will be shaken. How can the treasury be filled at that time? The military expenditure required for the war is restored after the war, which is not worth the loss. Now the King of the Tang Dynasty takes the initiative to submit the letter of the country, and I refuse it, that is the master who provokes the war. What do you think of the world? How do you think of the Sui Dynasty?"

When Mr. Zou heard this, he heard the emperor's anger in his tone. He immediately knelt down and said, "I am thinking about the Great Sui Dynasty. This time I also think that the power of the Great Sui Dynasty is not to be questioned, and that the treasury is full. I am too anxious. I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"Forget it, Mr. Zou is also worried about the country, get up! This matter is settled, you can go down!" Yang Jian said with a lazy voice. The three of them thought that they might be tired, and said in unison: "I will leave." They took a few steps back and turned around and left the imperial study room.

Yang Jian was indeed a little tired. There were too many things to protect and too heavy responsibilities. How could he not be tired? He squinted his eyes and fell on the chair. Suddenly he remembered that he had never seen Gala today. He sighed softly, just because he had himself in one day, so he could protect her for a day. Let her go!
Chapter completed!