Yang Zhong said: "Your father used the credibility of Wentian Pavilion to cash out for a hundred years, and almost destroyed Wentian Pavilion! Your grandfather was furious and drove him out of the house. However, after your father entered the government, he still wanted to take advantage of his mistakes and finally gave his life!"

Yang Song was already in tears: "Uncle, my father has been dead for so many years. He has suffered and suffered for the Yang family. He has worked hard for no credit and has worked hard. If Uncle came today to tell me what my father is not, then your goal has been achieved. Uncle please come back!"

Yang Zhong was not angry: "Song'er, don't be anxious. It should be yours. It is said that it cannot escape, it should not be yours, and it cannot be fought for it. They are all smart people. Look at Gala. Although she is a woman, she is so broad-minded!"

When Yang Zhong talked about Gala, Yang Song felt even more aggrieved. Yang Song said: "Since the uncle talked about Miss Seven, then I will ask Uncle, which third brother, do you think is more compatible with Miss Seven?"

Yang Zhong was helpless: "Song'er, sometimes, marriage is not something that can be explained clearly by just two words: "Song'er or not!"

Yang Song said: "What should I weigh it? In terms of origin, my third brother and I are both from the Yang family of Hongnong. The third brother is just a concubine. I am the chief of the second wife. In terms of talent and knowledge, although I am a military general, I am far above my third brother."

Yang Song wiped his tears: "In terms of demeanor, although I dare not call myself a gentleman, I also know etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. But my third brother is willing to be a rogue and settle down!"

Yang Zhong did not interrupt Yang Song. He knew that Yang Song was too tolerant in normal times, and many of the sufferings and complaints were endured into insidious and conspiracies. He hoped that Yang Song could speak out his words in his heart.

Yang Song cried: "Unfair! It's so unfair! I also love Go, I also like astrology, and I also like to draw maps. Miss Seven and I have so much in common, but because of your words, I can only miss each other!"

The word "love-loving" shocked Yang Zhong. He could vaguely detect Yang Song's admiration for Gala, but he did not expect that Yang Song's persistence for Gala was so deep.

It seems that Yang Song is destined to become an immortal love species like his father and will not stop until death.

Yang Zhong said bitterly: "Song'er, people should not be too persistent. They will encounter many regrets in life. If they cannot let go in time, they will only move further and further away from the right path. The sea of ​​suffering is endless, you must look back in time!"

Yang Zhong and Yang Song's nephew eventually parted in disagreement. However, Yang Zhong fulfilled his duty as an elder and advised his nephew to turn back in time. And his nephew Yang Song finally vented his dissatisfaction.

Although he was dissatisfied with each other, he was still a little more and less comforted and moved. At night, Yang Jian and Gala lay on both sides of the bed, with their backs facing away from each other, and there seemed to be a distant Milky Way between them.

Gala shrank inside and faced the wall and said, "You must be careful of your second brother!" Yang Jian looked out the open window and said, "Why are you not sleeping yet? The moon is already high."

Galo said: "If you had come to our place, you might have been sold long ago." Yang Jian asked: "Why did I be sold? Does it have anything to do with my second brother?"

Galo said: "Your second brother is smarter than you and more talented than you, but no matter how you say, he is a little bit unappreciated, no, I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, I think his heart is a little wrong!"

Yang Jian looked at the moon outside the window: "I know he is much stronger than me, but I am so much weaker than him. Is he so unfair to get along with me? He is the legitimate son of the second wife, and I am just a concubine!"

Gala stopped talking. The two of them were silent for a while, and Yang Jian yawned and said to himself: "This room is so well designed! You can see the moon at this location. Oh, I'm sleeping!"

He woke up completely, and now Gala couldn't sleep even more: Why did he have to bear these things? Why did such a bizarre thing happen to him? This is really unfair!

As he thought about it, Gala couldn't help but shed tears, and his snot kept rushing out with the tears. His nose was blocked, Gala felt more and more uncomfortable and began to sob.

The more Gala cried, the more sad she became, and Yang Jian couldn't sleep. Yang Jian felt uncomfortable, but he pretended to be asleep stubbornly, lying on his side like a dead person. I don't know how long it took, but Gala finally stopped crying.

Yang Jian sighed heavily. Everything was not going well. Since he returned to this home, he had not had a day of rest. It would be great if he could get rid of this home.

Yuwen Hu stood in front of the door and looked at the drizzle outside. It was March of the first year of Wucheng. He remembered that it was said that his sister Princess Fuping was also born on such a rainy day.

Although his sister has passed away for many years, Yuwen Hu still remembers her sister's appearance, but not short, and her face is fair. He is so looking forward to having a daughter. Although he is already the father of four sons, he is so eager to have a caring little cotton jacket.

An old lady came out to report the good news: "Congratulations to Otsukazai, your wife gave birth to a young man." When Yuwen Hu heard this, he was choked by the cold wind. The imperial physician also said that he was his daughter. He even thought of his name, Yuwen Jing.

Yuwen Hu had been waiting here for four hours, but he didn't want to get a daughter as he wanted. He was suffering from a headache. He still struggled to see the child.

Yuwen Hu hugged the little guy and asked, "The other children are born, why don't this child cry when he is born? There will be no disability." The woman said, "Otsukazu, look at the old slave."

The old lady pinched the little guy hard through the cradle, but she still didn't cry. In front of Otsukasaki, the old lady couldn't do it too hard. If it were his own baby, she would have slapped her butt long ago.

Yuwen Hu gave a color to the attendant standing at the door. The attendant opened the cradle, slapped the child hard on the butt. "Wow!" Yuwen Hu was satisfied with her.

The newly born baby boy is pink, Yuwen Hu looked at her and said, "It seems that you are a unique person, and you will be quiet when you are born. From now on, you will call Yuwen Jing. I hope you can not fight like your few unreliable brothers and be a real person."

Yuwen Hu looked at the child for a while and felt that the headache was getting worse and worse. He finally could put his hanging heart down and sleep for a while.

A month later, Yu Wenjing's full moon wine had just been held. Yu Wenhu felt that it was not grand enough, so he gathered the princes and nobles to hunt in Gubeikou.

Having a son just now made Yuwen Hu feel confident in having more children, and this day just happened to be more rewarding than usual to hunt.

Yuwen Hu seemed to be back in his teenage years, and his horse was in a very happy mood when he was on the Weihe grassland. Yuwen Hu threw away his followers and headed towards the unknown prey deep in the dense forest.

However, the horse suddenly lost control, Yuwen Hu fell off the horse and was injured. The servant who had no guards around him had just sweated, and then blew cold wind, causing injuries. The recurrence of wind disease became even worse. The doctors in the wilderness brought mostly some pain-relieving medicines for bruises.

Otsukazuka hurriedly got back to the capital to treat his illness. On the way back to the capital, Yuwen Hu's condition became more and more serious. Yuwen Hu went hunting this time and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, so Li Bing lies around. But before he could do anything, Yuwen Hu fell off his horse.

Yuwen Yong prayed to the Buddha in the Bao Buddha Hall every day: I hope Yuwen Hu could not survive and die in Kala City outside Gubeikou, so he could be in charge of power with justification.

Yuwen Hu did a lot of big things when he was in power, but he also made many enemies. Shortly after the news of Yuwen Hu's injury spread, his enemies came out to accuse him of his great rebellion and declared Yuwen Hu's guilt.

Yuwen Yong had already drafted an edict and was preparing to seize all the official positions of Yuwen Hu, take back the military power in his hands, and confiscate the property in his mansion. His sons also wanted to find a crime and were ready to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.

However, Yuwen Hu finally passed this critical moment. When he came back from the Gate of Hell this time, he not only did not restrain himself, but also became more arrogant and domineering than before.

When Yuwen Yu was seventeen years old, his Dugu Mingjing gave birth to his eldest son Yuwen Yun. Now Yuwen Yun is only four years old. Yuwen Yu is dead and Dugu Mingjing is imprisoned again. Yuwen Yong pityed Yuwen Yun and asked his Concubine Xu to raise his nephew. Three months ago, Concubine Xu was pregnant again. Somehow, after this pregnancy, she has been weak and often feels uncomfortable.

In order to let Concubine Xu concentrate on raising her baby, the queen took the three-year-old Yuwen Yun to her palace. As soon as Yuwen Yun lived in the empress's Changle Palace, Concubine Xu fell seriously ill. After this, Yuwen Yun was overjoyed.

Yuwen Yun, who is four years old now, is cute, but he is not talking and shy to recognize his life. When the queen first brought Yuwen Yun to Changle Palace, she could not coax him. Gala volunteered to go to the palace to accompany the little prince.

Fourteen-year-old Gala chirped like a little sparrow. Yuwen Yun followed Gala every day. One older child cried and one younger child cried and laughed together. If he wanted to talk, he would have to snatch him and talk. If he wanted to pretend to be unhappy, he would not speak.

Ever since Yuwen Yun moved into Changle Palace, Gala wanted to stay in Changle Palace and not return to Yang's Mansion. Yuwen Yun gradually adapted to the life of Changle Palace, but the queen still couldn't breathe a sigh of relief.

The queen noticed Concubine Xu's dissatisfaction, and Yuwen Yun was taken to Concubine Xu's Chengming Palace by Jialuo and the wet nurse. As soon as Gallow left, Yuwen Yun kept crying and refused to stay.

When Yuwen Yun cried, Yuwen Zhen cried too. Concubine Xu still loved Yuwen Zhen more. Seeing this, the wet nurse took it upon herself to take Yuwen Yun back to Changle Palace.

"Who ordered you to bring the eldest prince back?" The queen glared. Garo said: "The second prince is not yet one year old, but you can tell at a glance that he is a clever person. Our eldest prince is such an honest child. If the mother is biased, she will definitely be wronged in the future."

Seeing that the queen didn't say anything, the wet nurse continued, "Although the eldest prince and the seventh lady are ten years apart, the seventh lady is smart and cute, she does not bully the eldest prince. The eldest prince is happy all day long and talks too much."

These words are about the queen's heart. Although Gala got married, he was still a fourteen-year-old child! Two children, one older and one younger, were surrounded by her every day, laughing and laughing, so how could she let go?
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