Prison Dragon

Chapter 110

Liu Po ​​is an old fritter, one look at Yang Ting's expression and he knew what shit he was going to do, so he stepped forward and said, "Now that His Majesty is still in court and the world is stable, it is not appropriate to go to war again, King Qin's army has been rewarded, and it is time to return home .”

Liu Po ​​looked at Yang You, and then at Yang Ren, but he didn't say directly, when did you two retreat.

No one is stupid, the one who retreats first will definitely miss the opportunity.

But Yang Ting is in the capital, and they have to withdraw their troops. Otherwise, you two, a prince and a general, will not go back if you have a garrison. What are you doing in the capital every day with soldiers and horses from outside?

Want to rebel?

Yang Ting obviously didn't take his previous promise to Yang You to heart, but Yang You had expected that if Yang Ting would simply delegate power, would he still be Yang Ting?

Yang You guessed that unless he died, Yang Ting would definitely hold on to his power tightly.

No one wanted to speak up about this matter first, even Yang Yuchun, a prickly person, obediently stood behind Yang You.

Yang Ren showed a warm smile from the other side: "General Di is still ill after all, and as a grandson, I can't bear to let the old man go back in a hurry, so I might as well rest for a few more days and discuss it after my grandfather recovers." Not too late."

"His Royal Highness King Jing," Yang Ren said gently and modestly, "Do you think so?"

Now that you are old, why don't you hand over your military power?

Looking at Yang Ting's calm expression, Yang You guessed what he was thinking.

Yang You nodded, "General Qiulu has worked hard for the country, and I don't want to see an old official like General Qiulu running around. It is my minister who wants to go back."

Yang Ting suddenly raised his head to look at him.

Yang You cupped his hands and smiled, "If I hadn't received the imperial father's secret decree, I would never have dared to leave my post and come to the capital to serve the king. Now that my father has returned to the court safely, I should go back. There are still a lot of small things waiting to be dealt with Woolen cloth."

A good move is to retreat.

Yang Ren saw the emperor's hesitant expression, Yang You, how dare he... how dare he...

If Yang Ren took the opportunity to persuade the emperor to let Yang You go back, then everything he had done would be in vain. Where did he get the courage to ask for a retreat.

Yang You's move was beyond ordinary people's expectations. Many officials in the court guessed that the crown prince must be born between the third prince Yang Ren and the fifth prince Yang You. Many people have already decided to stand in secret, but Yang You wants to go back?

Doesn't he want the throne?

The emperor rarely said seriously: "You only know that one-third of an acre of land all day long. What's so good about the Southwest? Are you eager to go back?"

Yang Shi's face darkened, and he thought that the emperor had really been fooled by Yang You, and if he talked a few more words, the emperor might not want to let Yang You go back.

It's not that he never thought of using Yang You's trick, but he didn't dare to gamble, if the emperor really agreed to let Di Fei retreat, he would be alone in the capital, and the reputation and power he had accumulated so hard because of this war would be wasted.

Yang You was indeed a ruthless person, but at this moment he had no chance to interrupt Yang Ren. He smiled and watched the scene of the emperor and Yang You's father and son's deep love, but sweat broke out on his forehead.

Yang You replied disapprovingly to the emperor: "Central Shu is a land of abundance, with abundant products..."

"Okay, okay." Impatient Yang Ting sat on the dragon chair with his eyes closed and rested his mind, "You talk a lot, and you haven't been home for many years, so you will live here first. I see, General Di has to take care of himself too. Rest. Take all your soldiers to the Ministry of War and arrange them back, and take back the land you just rewarded. After all, they are all my people, and you can’t be rewarded for your merits.”

"Thank you, Father." Yang You thought for a while, and said with some embarrassment, "Father, some of my subordinates were injured in the war. Can you let them stay in the capital? I promise to take care of them."

The emperor squinted his eyes and seemed to be sleeping, but he waved his hand, which was considered to be his agreement.

So the matter of withdrawing troops was decided upon. Di Fei was inconvenient in his official position, so he was just recuperating in Beijing, and when he had recovered, he would go back.

The last thing is that Qin Tianjian and the Ministry of Rites send the memorial of the year title.

This year has been in turmoil since the beginning of the year, and the Ministry of Rites wants to change the year name and change the weather.

Yuan Kang has used it for more than 20 years.

Generally speaking, the new era name will not be activated immediately, but will not be used until the last year of the old era number has passed.Only in this way can it be regarded as a complete alternation of old and new.Yang Ti changed the reign name once, and Yang Shi changed the reign name again, but they didn't wait until their own reign name was officially used, so they switched back and forth, and the current reign name is still Yuankang.

Yang You looked up to see what year the emperor would choose this time.

"That's it," the emperor drew a circle on the memorial with a Chinese ink brush, "hanging arch."

The sage is on the top, hanging down and doing nothing, and the world will be great without ruling an official.

Yang Ting is actually still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Dream of ruling by hand.

Yang You's face was solemn, as if he was moved by the emperor's profound avenue, "With this year name, you should bless me with the eternal prosperity of Daqi and the world."

"Fifth brother."

According to etiquette, military officers were not allowed to bring weapons into the main hall. Yang You's sword and the swords of his generals were placed in a special place in front of the Xuanzheng Hall.Yang You was hanging his saber on his body when he heard Yang Xiu's voice.

He was alone, without court officials to form a team with him, and walked towards Yang You with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, isn't it possible to invite Fifth Brother to have a drink tonight?"

Of course Yang You couldn't refuse, Yang Xiu definitely had something else to say to him, "Okay, why don't you just go to my palace, the old wine that someone sent from Sichuan a few years ago is still in cellar at home."

"No, no, no..." Yang Xiu took his hand, "Go to my place, it's clean, and there are few people, only our brothers can talk about themselves."

Yang Xiu was implying that what he was going to say was something that could not be known by others.

Yang Yuchun didn't know that the relationship between him and Yang Xiu was like an enemy or a friend, so he subconsciously regarded all the princes as Yang You's competitors, pulled Yang You back, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, you I don't worry about going alone..."

Yang You patted him on the shoulder, "It's nothing, Sixth Brother won't harm me, you just go back and tell Zhan Fang."

If something happened in the capital, Ao Chen might not necessarily help directly, but he would definitely guarantee his safety.

"Let's go." Liao Xiang saw at a glance that Yang You and the two brothers seemed to have some secrets to share, and pulled Yang Yuchun away.

"Please." Yang Xiu took Yang You into the carriage.

"To your house?" Yang You asked.

Yang Xiu nodded, "No one would dare to come to my house, so it is naturally very clean."

Yang You smiled and boasted: "Who doesn't know that the sixth younger brother is a first-class figure in the capital, and it's too late to flatter him."

Yang Xiu sneered and said: "When someone is sent to prison, there will be more people who will fawn on me."

He glanced at Yang You indifferently, "Don't pretend to be with me, don't we both know each other?"

Yang You suppressed the smile on his face, looked at Yang Xiu calmly, raised his head and stretched his shoulders, his demeanor was fully displayed in these two small movements.

Yang Xiu approached him, and carefully straightened the creases on Yang You's clothes, "Following the neon lights, shining the sun and the moon, uttering lofty and magnificent words."

His hand slipped past Yang You's neck, just when Yang You wanted to stop him, Yang Xiu quickly withdrew his hand, and his eyes calmly fell on Yang You's face.

"Fifth Brother, I haven't seen you in ten years, and your demeanor is even better than before."

Yang You looked at him calmly, "A beauty with a bone, but a skin, nothing compared to the sixth younger brother who holds great power."

During the short distance, they only had time to say a few words about their reunion, and Yang Xiu led Yang You out of the carriage.

It's not Yang Xiu's mansion, but the prosecutor's office.

Seeing him surprised, Yang Xiu took the initiative to say: "My mansion is very close to the prosecutor's office, so let's go inside and talk about it first."

Yang You followed him into the courtyard of the prosecutor's office. Yang Xiu laughed at himself as he walked, "Who doesn't know that I am a dog raised by my father, and I still have to be a dog if I change my owner."

"Then I have to find a master who will eat my bones." Yang Xiu glanced at him with a half-smile.

A few people who looked like hooligans stepped forward and waited for them. Yang Xiu didn't want to be wordy, and said directly: "Everyone go down. Don't tell anything about what happened here today."

"Ouch," the poppy patted his head with his bare stomach, "why do I feel that what I did today is the same as yesterday?"

"Yes, yes..." Several people followed him and walked out.

Yang Xiu led him to go underground, and the more he walked, the darker it became.

Yang You asked curiously, "Where is this going?"

"The dungeon of the prosecutor's office." Yang Xiu walked ahead with a lamp in his hand, his voice was very strange in the dark passage, "Someone wants to see you."

Yang Ting's prisoners are held in the dungeon of the prosecutor's office, and many people will die in it for no apparent reason.

Yang You couldn't think of anyone who knew him and annoyed Yang Ting at the same time.

As Yang You walked in, there were more and more cells, all of which were full of people, men, women and children. I don't know if it was just like this in the prosecutor's office, or because it happened during this period of time, so the inside was full of people.

There are also quite a few people wearing luxurious silk, and their manners are dignified. It seems that they are from noble families.

But in one night, Yang Xiu actually arrested so many people, it seems that the emperor is also cruel this time.

"Bah!" A man with draped hair spit at Yang Xiu, just in the way of the two of them.

"You know me?" Yang Xiu showed a playful smile on his face, and walked to the cell, "Oh, it turns out that you are the son of the Chen family, Mr. Chen, you are working in Yang Ti's puppet dynasty, and you are a traitor. The prison in the prosecutor's office is not bad."

Mr. Chen just sneered, "His Royal Highness is the second eldest among all the princes. He is known for his talents and virtues. Except for the abolition of the prince, he is the only one..."

"Oh!" Yang Xiu sighed, "Why is Mr. Chen still talking nonsense? Come on..."

Yang Xiu pointed at him and said, "Take Mr. Chen out to sober up."

That Mr. Chen's face turned earthy in an instant, and he couldn't help shouting: "Yang Xiu, do you know that I, the fourth generation and third son of the Chen family, are the head of the world's aristocratic family, how dare you treat me like this?"

"Of course I know." Yang Xiu led Yang You forward without looking back, "Who gave the order do you think I dare to treat you like this?"

Mr. Chen was framed out.

Yang You guessed that he should be sent to prison.

"Am I cruel?" Yang Xiu asked.

Yang You didn't answer, closed his eyes and sighed, "Who wants to see me?"

"You see that all the people locked up here are Yang Ti's accomplices, can't you guess?"

Turning a corner, there was a separate cell, in which lay a young man dressed in brocade, with wounds all over his body, blood staining his white clothes into dark black, sitting next to the young man, who looked like he should be his servant.

Seeing Yang Xiu, the young man immediately ran to the door and knelt down towards the two, "Your Highness Six, Your Highness King Jing, you are finally here."

He cried very sadly, "His Royal Highness King Jing, please save our young master!"

"Your son?" Yang You looked at the young man in brocade clothes suspiciously.

The boy ran over to help him lean on his body, and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve.

That face was somewhat familiar, but it was a vague impression. Yang Xiu reminded him, "His surname is Cui."

Cui Yan?