The Son of Emperor

The sedan chair squeaked towards the west city, Yang Ling rode on the horse, and when he turned around, he saw Tang Yixian lifting up the curtain of the sedan chair and lying at the window, looking at him foolishly, he couldn't help but hold the horse's rein and smiled, "Xian'er, is there anything wrong?"

Tang Yixian shook his head quickly and said, "I was still a little dizzy just now. I lie on the window to get some breath. Now I'm much better."

After hearing this, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Let Wenxin help you see it when you go back." As he said, he said, "Let him walk slowly, the lady feel uncomfortable." Then he kicked the kickstand and rushed to the sedan chair again.

Tang Yixian gently lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and sighed quietly. He and Xiao Huang... the emperor met for the first time in Datong, and then went to Xueer, the capital city, and the two sisters of Yu'er were called cousin sisters. The clever Yixian had already guessed why her identity would transform into Yang Ling's cousin.

It turned out that it was not Lord Yang who fell in love with Sister Yu, and he also redeemed himself and Xueer, but Xiao Huang fell in love with him and helped Yuer. No wonder the marriage between Xueer and Mr. Yang... During the days when he moved into the Yang Mansion, Lord Yang was more polite to himself than Yuer and Xueer.

Tang Yixian suddenly fell into a dream: the little girl who was once at the mercy of others has now turned into the cousin of the admiral of the inner factory, the woman the emperor likes today. She opened her dreamy eyes, and was at a loss.

I thought it was Lord Yang who redeemed himself for me, and he was the hero he admired the most. Since he liked me, is there a better ending for a girl who had no ability to choose her destiny? I thought I would be a member of the Yang family in this life, but who knew...

Haven't Lord Yang liked me? Tang Yixian kept thinking about all the past, and suddenly realized that except for his wishful admiration, the two of them had never said a single word. They had not even made a joke.

She suddenly panicked: In the heart of a girl who had already thought she had entrusted him with her life, she suddenly realized that all this was just wishful fantasy, and she suddenly felt empty in her heart. As for Emperor Zhengde... he is the noble emperor, does he really like me?

At this moment, a fast horse was coming in front of him. Because the horse was too fast, he passed by the car and sedan. He quickly tied the reins and turned back. He drove the horse to Yang Ling and bowed, "Sir, the inner factory is urgently reporting!"

Yang Ling hurriedly asked, "What's so anxious?"

The knight replied: "The news came from Datong that the Governor's Yamen was robbed and the Maitreya bandit Liu Feiwu was rescued."

"Huh?" Yang Ling narrowed her eyes and said, "Is she rescued? She is not an important person, and the government will not save her. As for the Maitreya Cult, since she can kill her father to cut off her future, once she is arrested, she will be an abandoned son. How could she take the risk of robbing her prison and saving her?"

Yang Ling thought in a daze, suddenly remembering himself naked in the bed in Datong's "Yanlailou". Youran turned his head to look at her. Liu Feiwu opened her mouth wide in shock, then tilted her head. She suddenly felt a little funny in her heart: A little girl who can't do anything bad is lonely all her life in prison, and she is really pitiful. If she escapes, she will run away.

A moment of mind flashed, a charming jade body, a scene suddenly came to my mind. Yang Ling felt aroused in his heart, and he hurriedly held the beautiful shadow with a waterfall out of his mind. Seeing the guard still looking at him, his face heated up and said, "Now the East Factory is very capable of suppressing cults. The East Factory is responsible for this matter. You don't have to interfere. What else is there?"

The monk said: "There is another thing. Lord Gao has come up with a way to deal with people in the cult to be tortured and confused."

Yang Ling's body was shocked. Seeing that his guards were everywhere, the people were escaping from a distance, he asked, "Is there a way?"

Gao Daren is naturally Gao Wenxin. She is a female medical official with a high quality. Everyone in the Yang Mansion calls her Miss Gao. People in the inner factory dare not distort the rules, so they call him official positions. She treated Tang Yixian for a while. She did not see any significant results, so she put it aside for the time being and turned to study the secret of Wang Long's automatic disorientation. Unexpectedly, she found a solution.

The monk said: "Yes, Wang Long was punished but had already been recruited. Gao Daren came to inform him."

Yang Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Hurry up, go back soon."

The group hurried back to Gaolaozhuang. Yang Ling watched Tang Yixian's sedan chair land, got off the horse and said, "Xian'er, tell my cousin's wife, just say I'll go to the mountains to cook official business first."

Tang Yixian heard the word "counseok" again and felt mixed feelings. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that Jieyu's sisters were so suspicious, and kept asking about her identity. It was probably because of the enemy of Lord Yang who wanted to find him to take care of it. He had to tell him about this matter, so he stepped forward and whispered: "Couple... Brother, I have something to say to you."

Yang Ling looked at her in confusion, Tang Yixian pulled him aside and whispered to the understanding. Xihua used evil magic to force her to ask about her identity, and then said, "It's strange. Although I feel drowsy, I can clearly remember what they asked, which makes me feel disgusted and vomited. Xian'er thought... These two girls are probably not malicious about their cousins, so you should be careful."

When Yang Ling heard her tell the story of the woman using Jade Buddha, she understood that it should be something like hypnosis. Tang Yixian's head was injured, which must have affected some of the functions, so she was not confused.

Yang Ling sighed relieved and secretly raised his vigilance: It seems that some people are going to make a big fuss about Tang Yixian's life experience. This matter was not confidential enough, and it can't be hidden from these people who are interested.

Yang Ling secretly thought about the countermeasures, comforting Tang Yixian and said, "Don't worry, there are many people who want to cheat my cousin inside and outside. Their conspiracy cannot touch me. You go back and rest first, wait for me to go down the mountain, and bring Wenxin to see you."

Tang Yixian nodded obediently, and with the maid, the sedan chairman returned to the courtyard. Yang Ling got on the horse and rushed straight to the inner factory. Yang Ling, accompanied by Peng Jizu, entered the dungeon of the inner factory. This is a dungeon built on the belly of the mountain. Outside the iron gate is the inner factory's camp. It can be said that as long as you enter this dungeon, it is impossible to fly.

Turning along the gloomy tunnel into a cell, Liu Biao, Gao Wenxin and a few fans were in the room. When they saw him, they stood up. Gao Wenxin was wearing a white silk embroidered blouse, Gao Tao had a delicate figure, and his moon-white waist skirt was pressed by a blue palace belt. Although he was in this prison without seeing the sun, he still looked whiter than snow, and looked like pear blossoms, and he had a different charm.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ling frowned when he saw Gao Wenxin and said angrily: "Why are you in prison? You asked you to think about how to stop Wang Long from being confused automatically, but you didn't ask you to come here. The ability of these people to torture can make gods cry and howl, and you are not afraid of scaring you."

Although Yang Ling was so angry that he was scolding him as soon as he met, he could not hide his thoughts in his words. Gao Wenxin felt sweet when he heard this and smiled slightly, "Sir, they did not torture Wang Long."

"Not used torture? Why don't use torture..." Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the wall. He was shocked.

The iron shackles on the pillar were locked with Wang Long, and a torch was inserted on each side of the walls. The flames shone, which made Wang Long's head shine and a small piece of silver. Wang Long'ang hid an eight-foot man, tortured all the way to the capital, was so thin that he was skinny and bone-sleeping, and his eye sockets were very scary. Now his black hair was shaved and covered with bright silver needles. He was trembling on it like a thorn ball, and even Yang Ling felt numb in his heart when he saw it.

He looked at Gao Wenxin with a strange look. Although she was doing her best to do her job for herself, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw a girl's methods so cruel.

Gao Wenxin was already aware of it, and glared at him with a angrily glance. While stepping forward, he quickly posed a silver needle and explained: "He is too weak. He can no longer bear the torture. Moreover, this technique of self-sleeping in confusion is used too frequently, which has already hurt his head. If I don't use the silver needle to clear his bloodline for him, this person will become an idiot."

Yang Ling then realized that, and couldn't help but apologize to her and asked embarrassedly: "Have he asked for confession?"

Gao Wenxin said "huh" and said nothing. When Liu Biao saw the two of them having a puzzle, he hurriedly solved the situation and said, "Yes. His confessions are copied here, please read them, sir."

Seeing that Wang Long had not woken up, Yang Ling approached the table, Liu Biao raised the candle, Yang Ling looked carefully, put down the record and said, "He has recruited everything he knows. Unfortunately, we know almost everything he knows. For example, the Zhaomo official, Lord Liu, has also been dug out by the court. This time, the Maitreya Sect in Datong is really uprooted."

Yang Ling shook his head regretfully, suddenly remembered the shaming of Jieyu in the Leopard Garden, and his eyes lit up, and said, "Liu Biao, wait for him to wake up and force me to ask all the incision codes in the Maitreya Cult. This official is of great use!"

Liu Biao responded with a cautious voice, and Yang Ling smiled at Gao Wenxin and said, "Thank you for your hard work, let's go down the mountain together."

Gao Wenxin was very happy when he heard his invitation. Yang Ling asked someone to take the needle box. The two left the inner factory, abandoned the sedan chair and walked down the mountain. Everyone stopped behind. Yang Ling said, "Xian'er is a little dizzy today. You can go and help her see this matter..."

His eyes turned, and he saw that Gao Wenxin's originally happy face had already become cold. When he saw him looking, Gao Wenxin turned his head anxiously, but at that moment, Yang Ling had already seen the flash of light in her eyes and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Wenxin, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Wen couldn't help but say quietly: "I would rather be a maid from the Yang Mansion as before. Now every time I go to the Yang Mansion, I feel like an outsider. You... you... you never ask me to come to me when you don't want me to do things."

Yang Ling heard this and said, "You girl, how could you be so picky? You were originally a maid in the mansion, so why did you ask me to come to your house? Where can you go if you are not in the Yang Mansion? Now, you have just built a short wall and marked out individual courtyards alone. Who in the whole mansion thinks you are an outsider? Not only is the young mother calling you over every day, but Xueer and Yuer are the same?"

Gao Wenxin turned his head and looked at him, and said dissatisfiedly: "That's different. They have formed Jinlan with me, and they don't mean to call me."

Yang Ling rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "It's not my opinion. Even if the Jinlan sisters, do you think you can come to the door at will?"

Gao Wenxin was stunned, and a surprise suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she said silly: "You... are you saying...?"

Yang Ling said softly: "Your cousin is a scholar. Scholars have their own obsessions. Some truths cannot be explained by saying them. They have to wait until one day they can understand and comprehend it. I am forcing him now.

As the saying goes, everyone has their own ambitions. Since he is dissatisfied with me now, I have to set up a separate yard for you. But you are not going to visit the hospital now. You rely on the salary of the court to support their siblings... Alas! You are a young lady and now you don’t have a local servant around you. How can you do housework? The young mother and the others understand what I mean and often invite you to come over. Just because you are afraid of compromise.

Gao Wenxin's nose felt sore, and tears were about to fall. She covered her lips and turned her head and walked silently for a while. Suddenly, she turned around and looked at Yang Ling with a pair of bright eyes, and smiled gracefully, "You... are still conscience, then... I won't let you be too embarrassed."

Speaking of the latter, her cheeks seemed to be covered with two pieces of rouge fingers, white and red, and she was indescribably charming.

Yang Ling said in surprise: "What's wrong that won't make me too embarrassed?"

Gao Wenxin snorted, raised his nose, and said proudly with a bit of naughtyness: "It's the time you and I have agreed on. I've asked about it a long time ago. Master Zhang Tian told people about fortune-telling and horoscopes, but he never missed it. He said that you have the three stars of fortune, fortune and longevity gathered in the life palace, and your life is precious. Then you will never be wrong. Lord Yang said he would be a thousand gold medals, and I will wait for you... Wait until you have a big red veil to marry into my Xiquyuan."

Gao Wenxin felt ashamed afterwards. Before he finished speaking, he turned red and rushed to go down the mountain. These days, Yang Ling was busy with business and lived in another courtyard. Although the young lady and the other two were well-behaved, it was not convenient to invite her to pass the mansion every day, so there was no chance to talk to Yang Ling alone.

So although the two of them had an agreement before that day, Gao Wenxin was always confused and worried about gains and losses. Today, they finally seized the opportunity to contact him alone and took the opportunity to wake him up again: when the snowflakes floated this year, it was the time when Gao Wenxin put on a wedding dress and married into the Yang Mansion.

That was both ashamed and joyful as the beautiful scenery of infinite satisfaction and joy appeared in her dreams countless times. If she could seize the opportunity to remind him of the words she had said, she would feel more at ease in her heart. So this lady, a goddess doctor who was in her 10th anniversary, didn't care about the girl's reservedness.

When Yang Ling heard her say that, he suddenly realized that it was the time to see the apricot blossoms in March of Spring and Ming Dynasty. According to his own calculations, the latest of November is November, which is a two-year life span. These days are busy all day long. He used to think about how many days there will be to live a life of a long time. He was able to survive this disaster and turn danger into a barbaric life for a hundred years?

Yang Ling remembered that Zhang Tianshi said that he had been fighting for war all his life. He thought about it carefully since he started in the small chicken crowing post, until he went to the capital, went to Jiangnan, and went to Datong. No matter what he did, he was really killing and fighting for wars and wars. And every time he killed someone, he had to go up to the top, whether he had an official position, his reputation or his reputation, he was really so accurate.

Yang Ling's heart was also alive, and his heart was pounding: But there was a glimmer of hope, who would think of dying? What's more, he now has to be a high-ranking official, a horse can be ridden, a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine, and a blessing and fortune.

Yang Ling couldn't help but stop, and the anxious and urgent mood in his heart was like when the college entrance examination was released. His calves were trembling, and he couldn't help but recite the self-created prayer that he had prayed every time he was a student: "In the sky, the earth, inside and outside, all gods, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, elves, and all those with magic powers will bless me!"...

Tang Yixian sat on the chair, Gao Wenxin gently pulled out the silver needle from behind her neck and said softly: "How is it, it doesn't hurt, right?"

"Well! Sister Wenxin is the number one goddess doctor in the capital. This injection is much more comfortable." Tang Yixian looked at Gao Wenxin, who was full of joy in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes and said tentatively: "Sister Gao, do you like Big... Cousin?"

"Huh?" Gao Wen's hand froze and his face turned red. Everyone in the Yang family could see her affection for Yang Ling. Even the old dog in the senior manager's house wagged her tail as if she had seen her, but no one broke the window paper after all, this girl...

Tang Yixian smiled and said, "Good sister. Don't be shy. There are no people here. I am his cousin. My cousin is like a wooden man. Maybe I can beat the edge drum and talk to you."

Gao Wenxin hesitated for a moment, nodded shyly and timidly, and hurriedly walked around her back. Not in her sight, her embarrassment finally resolved a little. Tang Yixian frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "Sister Gao, I heard that you were punished by the government. It's very pitiful. It was my cousin who saved you. Is it because you are grateful to your cousin that you want to agree with me?"

Gao Wenxin couldn't help but think of the night when she was sentenced to the scammers. She held her fingers and gently twisted the silver needle. After a while, she said softly: "I'm grateful to someone, do you have to promise him? He is not a man who can't get a wife. I originally... just wanted to be a maid in the Yang Mansion and live my life like this. At that time... I really didn't think I would like him."

Gao Wenxin whispered: "What's more, there are young ladies, Xueer and Yuer around him, all of them are so cute. Maybe it's because he lived in his father's house, and the adults have always been very polite to me. Later, he had a secret disease, so I followed him to the south of the Yangtze River and accompanied him day and night...

Lord Yang is not as stupid as a scholar, nor as a sanctioned official as an official in the court. Alas! Maybe because I am older and know more about the adult’s feelings, he also likes to chat with me, especially when I acupuncture for him every day..."

Gao Wenxin showed a sweet smile on her lips and said softly: "Adults never talk about national affairs or poetry. They are just ordinary things. In order to coax me to speak, he clearly does not understand medicine, but often asks, haha... He sometimes says something incredible. I think about it carefully afterwards, and it really makes some sense...

Unconsciously, I especially like to be with adults. While treating and chatting, I feel a feeling of... a gentle and warm water flowing. Gradually... I often inadvertently surpass my duty as a slave in front of my adults. He is not annoyed.

I feel that I am not a goddess doctor in front of him, nor a daughter of a criminal official. I don’t have to put on airs or be cautious. I cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh, and lose my temper when I want to lose my temper. In front of him, I live so easily..."

Gao Wenxin took a breath and let out a heart-warming sigh, "Yixian, at this point, I know... I like him."

Tang Yixian was still young at the end of her age. Even if she liked someone, she could not be as profound and delicate as Gao Wenxin felt. She was so obsessed with hearing that she murmured for a while: "Is this... feel?"

Gao Wenxin was already pouring out his words, so he told her that the two of them were traveling south: the people attacked the imperial envoy headquarters, and he asked someone to protect himself and leave first. He ignored the presence of others by the Taihu Lake, and he was cheering himself without any airs. The more he spoke, the happier he became, and the sweeter he said.

After the acupuncture was finished, Gao Wenxin gently pulled up the silver needle, chuckled with a spring breeze on his face, "Okay, if you sleep for another night, your spirit will be completely restored. I'll go to the kitchen to roast the silver needle first."

With a "click", Gao Wenxin opened the door and went out with the needle box. Tang Yixian gently swung her legs. After a while, she curled up her legs, hugged her chin tightly, and threw her big eyes on her, quietly thinking about her own thoughts: After listening to Gao Wenxin's words, now that she thinks carefully, there is a blank space between her and Yang Ling.

But he, the little captain, his figure appeared in his heart from time to time: he played with himself, told some strange stories to make himself happy, but he was called by himself but never angry, and he never had to hide his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in front of him. One of them pretended to be a servant and the other pretended to be a maid, and he took a break in his busy schedule on the "Xinsheng Tower"...

When he was sick, he was with him in disguise, studied and negotiated with him, and also... He prayed in the temple, secretly wrote his name on the banner, and was pulled out of the temple gate by himself, shouting...

When Tang Yixian thought of this, he suddenly laughed "pu" and then smiled again: Is it him the person I like? Why is his official position much bigger than Lord Yang, and I am excited and proud when I stay with him. But when I see him, I can only relax and joy. But he is the emperor. Can I treat him the same as before in the future?

Tang Yixian raised his face and thought with a confused look on his face...

Xue Limei opened the door and saw Tang Yixian curling her legs and holding her knees with her hands, looking thoughtful, and she was shocked: Tang Yixian has had this habit since she was a child. When she had thoughts, she liked to sit there alone with her knees holding her knees and thinking about her. What's wrong with her?

Xue Limei hurriedly ran in and said with concern: "Xian'er, what's wrong with you? She was about to ask you to have a meal, why... are you worried?"

Tang Yixian let go of her legs, looked at Xue Limei, and looked at her for no reason. When she was at a loss, Tang Yixian suddenly smiled and held her hand and said, "Sister-in-law Xue'er, I'm fine, I'm just tired just now. Now I'm much better. Let's go. Don't let my cousin... wait for you for a long time."

Xuelimei was walked out with her hands in her hands and said in confusion: "Didn't you just call me Xue'er? Calling Xue'er sister-in-law is awkward."

Tang Yixian said "um" and turned her head. The bright eyes under the light shadow were shining with wet glow, and she smiled: "Then remove Xue'er and call her sister-in-law directly, because you are my brother's wife."

She said softly: "What does it matter if we call Xueer or sister-in-law? Anyway, we will always be very good and very good, right?"

The generals of the four towns of Liaodong, Xuanfu, Datong and Yansui led their troops to the capital.

As the commander-in-chief, Yang Ling met with the generals of the four towns and led the four people to the leopard room.

The general officer of Datong led 5,000 light cavalry into the desert. Xu Tai, the top scholar in the 16th year of Hongzhi, Liu Hui, the general general of Liaodong, He Santan, the general general of Xuanfu, and Feng Luo, the general general of Yansui, were all young generals from the thirty to forty years. They were all wearing helmets and armors, wearing bright military uniforms, and looked murderous and majestic.

The four of them came to the leopard room with Yang Ling, who was dressed in bright silver chain armor. The five of them met with military salutes. Zhengde was very happy when he saw several generals' fierce spirits and tigers' spirits. He praised Yang Ling: "The border army has experienced bloody battles. It is indeed very different from the Beijing camp. In the same military uniform, I can feel the murderous aura from them."

"Yang Qing, the officers and soldiers of these four towns were transferred from the border, which is different from the Beijing camp. I gave them the name "Four Foreign Armys". Yang Qing served as the commander and practiced fighting battles. In the future, I will take them to the Beijing camp and take them together."

Yang Ling bowed and responded, and turned sideways to Xu Tai and gave Xu Tai a wink. Xu Tai immediately stepped forward, knelt on one knee, Jia Ye Zi said loudly, "My general Xu Tai, the Tatars attacked the border. I personally saw that our emperor commanded and controlled the three armies, defeated the more with fewer, and wiped out more than ten thousand enemies. Bo Yan was so angry that he could escape. I charged forward and did not fear life and death. However, the march strategy and dispatched thousands of troops. Only our emperor's civil and military skills can be called an extraordinary commander.
Chapter completed!