Chapter 166

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, noon.

Fengxiao came to the palace to meet him.

Compared to before leaving Beijing, the Emperor of Sui had one or two more silver threads on his temples.

At this time, it has only been three years since the establishment of the New Dynasty.

For the first time, Feng Xiao felt a depressed aura from Yang Jian.

It seemed that in order to verify his feelings, Yang Jian sighed.

"Yuntian, there are only you and me here. I have always told you frankly. Now I might as well tell you that I really feel that I can't do it anymore."

Feng Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty is busy with everything he wants and sleeps day by day. It's really hard. Please go to bed early every day, so your health will naturally be better."

Yang Jian was silent for a moment: "A song circulated in the capital these days. Have you heard of it?"

Feng Xiao: "I arrived all the way from Luoyang, and after washing and changing clothes, I went to the palace to meet him. I had no time to hear any songs."

"The flowers are defeated, and the rain is everywhere, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end. A few days ago, Li Mu died, and last night, Liu Fang died. The queen said that she dreamed of people from the Yuwen family, and then she was infected with the cold wind and cold, and she is still lingering in sickness." Yang Jianyue said, his expression becoming more and more strange, "You said, is there really a soul in this world who dies with his eyes open and turns into a ghost that causes trouble?"

Feng Xiao disagreed: "I think about it every day and dream about it at night. Wind and cold are not serious illnesses. The queen is auspicious and heavenly person, and it will be cured soon. Li Mu and Liu Fang have not seen it with their own eyes and cannot draw a conclusion. As for the songs, I forgot to say frankly that the so-called songs and prophecies since ancient times must have been done intentionally and have ulterior motives. If the dynasty is exhausted, the chaotic trees are about to be rotten, and the heroes are rising, it is not surprising that a few songs have been heard. But at the beginning of the founding of the country, His Majesty is now simple and polite, and is waiting to use his fists and kicks. The people are looking forward to it. There is no need to say much about those rumor spreaders. Just kill them if they are caught and killed!"

Yang Jian finally smiled: "This is so energetic and refreshing. It seems that you should have returned to Beijing long ago, so I like to listen to you!"

Feng Xiao: "Your Majesty doesn't have to take these trivial matters to heart."

Yang Jian sighed: "You know very well that when I ascended the throne, many old friends had already complained. I have been thinking about whether I had committed a serious crime to the Yuwen family in the past few days."

He would never say a word to others.

But Feng Xiao seemed to be used to Yang Jian's attitude.

The boundaries between the monarch and the minister are not so clear in private.

More like a couple of years old.

Not only did Yang Jian think so himself, others also felt that Yang Jian had done too much to eradicate the Yuwen family.

Even Yang Jian’s eldest daughter, Princess Leping, has always had a thorn in her heart that could not be removed for so many years.

"Maybe some people can be killed, but I will kill them. For example, Yuwen Chan, when he abdicated, he was only nine years old, Princess Leping begged hard, but I will still kill them. It would be fine if he had left his life."

Feng Xiao's face was faint: "Why should your majesty be so stubborn? Although you judge the situation and become a great master of a generation, if the Yuwen family is all successful, will it fall to this point? Since Emperor Wu of Zhou, Yuwen Yong, the Yuwen family has never produced any talented people. From my perspective, the only outstanding figure after Yuwen Yong is the Princess Dayi who is now Kedun in the Turks."

Yang Jian smiled bitterly at his merciless comments: "You..."

Feng Xiao: "The energy has been exhausted, and there is a new destiny to replace it. In the chaotic Qin Dynasty, the Han Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty, all of them are like this. The people of the Yuwen family are unwilling to be replaced and need to fight back to death. If they have the destiny of heaven and the people, they would have succeeded long ago. If the heads fell to the ground, they would not be able to go back. I heard that Your Majesty has newly compiled the "Kaihuang Law" and widely used books and classics from all over the world to summarize and repair. Compared with this, the remnants of the Yuwen family are not worth mentioning at all. Your Majesty will kill him, so why do you have to act like a young child?"

His tone was completely different from others, but Yang Jian couldn't get angry with him, and he couldn't get angry.

My mood got much better.

Yang Jian, who had recovered his mood, also restored his usual clear and decisiveness.

"There is a problem with Li Mu and Liu Fang's death. I will ask the Ministry of Justice to hand over the file to you. If you investigate secretly, don't disturb too many people."

"Call Cui Bu. In the past, you will always have surprises when you join forces to handle the case. I believe you will do this time."

"In the past, you Jiejian Mansion and Zuo Yue Bureau were always out of control. After these few times, I guess you have changed."

At the end of the day, the emperor brought some ridicule.

Feng Xiao had not answered yet, because the eunuch came to report that the King of Qin had entered the palace to pay his respects.

King Yang Jun of Qin is the third son of the emperor and empress. He is neither in front nor in the future, and his status is neither awkward.

However, this guy was open-minded and had no ambitions. He pretended to be good in front of the emperor and overturned his head and started thinking about eating, drinking and having fun.

Feng Xiao also likes to play. The two have had a lot of dealings and are familiar with each other.

As soon as the King of Qin came in, he saw Feng Xiao standing in the hall.

He winked at Fengxiao.

The emperor coughed lightly: "It's not a proper person!"

The King of Qin then bowed seriously and smiled again: "My son is here to see you. Is it okay for you to eat and drink in the past two days?"

The emperor glared at him: "Have you ever seen your mother?"

The King of Qin said: "I'll go later."

The emperor sighed: "Your mother is sick recently and she is in a bad mood. You have gone to speak well, so don't call her."

The King of Qin bowed: "My son knows."

When the emperor saw him, he wanted to speak, "What else is there?"

The King of Qin smiled and said, "I heard that my second brother hunted a deer in the suburbs yesterday and presented it to you. My son knows that you have never drunk deer blood. Can you give it to your son?"

The emperor wanted to call him arrogant, extravagant, and he was not in a good mood to talk about it in a long time. He waved his hand: "Go and ask Feng An if you want it."

Feng An was the inner minister who served the emperor and served him outside the door.

The King of Qin was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down to thank him, ready to leave.

Before leaving, the emperor also reminded him: "There will be a Buddhist meeting in Daxingshan Temple the next day. I will go to pray for the queen. Remember to go."

In the eyes of outsiders, the emperor is good at everything, but he is afraid of his inner self.

In the eyes of the emperor, the most difficult and confused moment was when Queen Dugu supported him behind him, and even pulled his arm all the way.

Between the two, they are not only husband and wife, but also good teachers and friends, and they support and snuggle.

Although the emperor has his own little thoughts, the couple may not have quarrels on weekdays, but Queen Dugu's words are more effective than ten other people's words.

Therefore, the queen was unable to afford to be ill, which was particularly severely hit.

The King of Qin naturally responded quickly: "Pray for the mother and queen, how dare the son forget it, he must attend in full costume and pray devoutly!"

He turned his head and blinked at Fengxiao, signaling him to walk with him.

Feng Xiao ignored him, so the King of Qin had to leave in a disappointment first.

"Your Majesty, I want to borrow a painter."

The emperor was stunned and felt that the request was inexplicable.

"Why do you suddenly have a painter?"

Feng Xiao said seriously: "I always feel that this kind of charm is still there. If the country's painted calligraphy is left behind, hundreds or thousands of years will be gone, and future generations may no longer be able to imagine that there is such a charm in the world."

emperor:……

It wasn't the first day he met Feng Xiao, so he naturally knew that Feng Xiao was born with this kind of virtue.

If the mountains have no edges and the heaven and earth are united, then you dare not be narcissistic.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the emperor was defeated.

"There is a Lin painter in the palace, named Shouheng, who has excellent painting skills and is not inferior to a famous artist. I will lend it to you. When will you be satisfied with your paintings, you will return it."

Feng Xiao smiled and said, "thank you, my Majesty."

The King of Qin held a bowl of deer blood and waited at the palace gate for a long time before finally waiting for Feng Xiao to appear.

"Why did you come out so long?" Yang Jun couldn't help complaining.

Feng Xiao glanced at the deer blood in his hand and said, "Strengthen the aphrodisiac?"

Yang Jun smiled and asked immediately: "You are going out this time, will you have a romantic encounter?"

Feng Xiao thought for a while and nodded: "Yes."

Yang Jun's eyes lit up: "You are above the top, and you must be a stunning beauty, right?"

Feng Xiao: "Who can compare to me?"

Yang Jun:... I almost forgot about this guy's virtue!

He didn't give up and changed his mind to ask: "Even if his appearance is not as good as you, there is always something that can make you fall in love with, right? When will I see you?"

That person...

The iconic thin lips and sneer immediately came to mind.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"His strength is to curse people."

Yang Jun:???

Feng Xiao: "I also like to plot against others behind my back."

Yang Jun:???

Feng Xiao: "I have a tough heart and a bad temper. If you let him suffer a little loss, he will come back ten times."

Yang Jun was suspicious: "Are you sure you are talking about the person you like, not the enemy?"

Feng Xiao glanced at him: "My enemies are dead, this person cannot die. I want him to live well and live a hundred years."
To be continued...