Chapter 162

Watching his son follow the eunuch and walk quickly towards the palace.

Yang Ning was worried and anxious in her heart, but she could only maintain her calm appearance on the surface so as not to let others see the clues.

Unexpectedly, a bearded face suddenly came closer and looked at him curiously.

"Are you Uncle Yang?" The rough voice, coupled with the huge beard and a pair of bull's eyes, turned around.

Even though Yang Ning has a humble personality and is polite to others, at this moment, he almost couldn't help but want to complain about this dear man, who are you? Can you please stop pretending to be soft?

The shaggy-faced man was quickly pulled aside. Qin Qiong, who had a red and black face and was very heroic, bowed respectfully to the surprised Yang Ning.

"Old Cheng, please don't be rude. Uncle Yang, we are all friends of Yang Qian. I am Qin Qiong, and I currently serve in Youyiwei."

Yang Ning suddenly realized, smiled and nodded humbly. "It turns out that you are all my son's friends..."

This rude, hairy-faced man must be Cheng Yaojin, the shameless senior brother Qian'er said.

After these green forest scum showed their identities to Yang Ning one by one, Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to say.

"Uncle Yang, will my junior brother be okay?"

Yang Ning said with a slightly hesitant tone.

"Well, I guess it shouldn't be a big deal. It's just that this incident happened in a busy city and the noise was too loud.

After all, the court needs to give an explanation and also need to appease the feudal lords."

"I think Brother Yang will not go to jail." After hearing what Yang Ning said, Luo Shixin breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.

Cheng Yaojin scratched his beard and said disapprovingly.

"I'm not afraid even if I sit down, it won't be a big deal... Well, at worst, my brothers will often take turns bringing food and drinks to my junior brother."

"..." Yang Ning's face was dark. At least the gentlemanly demeanor he had maintained for decades was not broken on the spot.

Yang Ning, who is modest, restrained, and very mature and charming, has a good temper after all, while Cheng Yaojin and others have at least restrained themselves a lot when facing their elders.

Chatting one after another, Yang Ning turned his head and looked towards Miyagi from time to time.

I don't know if everything is as I expected. I hope Qian'er is safe and sound.

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"Your Majesty, Yang Qian from Xingyang has arrived and is waiting outside the palace."

"Well... let him in." Yang Guang, who showed no emotion or anger on his face, moved his neck and sat upright with his tall and tall body.

Under the attention of a group of important ministers, the sound of footsteps came.

The gentle, elegant and handsome Yang Qian once again appeared in front of the courtiers.

The young gentleman with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel is very energetic, elegant and has a hidden edge.

Yang Qian stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Yang Guang who was behind the case.

"Your Majesty, Yang Qian, comes to see you..."

Seeing Yang Qian appear in the main hall, Yang Guang stroked his thick beard and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked at Yang Qian who was prostrate on the ground playfully, and after a few breaths, he spoke calmly.

"No gift."

Yang Qian felt slightly relieved just now, but unexpectedly, Yang Guang's voice suddenly dropped.

Like the roar of thunder and the roar of tigers shaking the palace, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty suddenly showed his domineering presence.

"Yang Qian, do you know your guilt?!"

"I know." Yang Qian paused again, his voice respectful but without losing his dignity.

Yang Guang's thick eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Yang Qian who finally raised his head.

"Your Majesty, since I am a subject of the Sui Dynasty, how can your Majesty and your ministers be held back because of sin?"

"???" Li Yuan's whole body feels bad. What does this little bastard mean? Are you admitting your mistake?

"How brave!" Yang Guang's eyes turned cold and he scolded in a cold voice. "You know you are guilty, but you still dare to quibble in front of me?"

"How dare I take any chances? Since I have violated our laws of the Sui Dynasty, I should be punished. I have nothing to say.

But I cannot allow Japanese envoys to commit crimes in our Sui Dynasty just because I have violated the law."

Yang Guang looked at Yang Qian, who had straightened his spine and was neither humble nor overbearing.

Yu Shiji raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Yang Qian, and raised an almost inconspicuous arc at the corner of his mouth.

As expected, this boy was very alert. He admitted his crime, but he still grasped the fact that there was a reason for the incident.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of "Xia Ke Xing" placed on the Emperor's Imperial Case, and Yu Wenshu standing aside with a mixture of joy and pleasure in his eyes.

This level is not easy to pass. In this way, Yu Shiji is looking forward to how the talented and handsome young man will perform.

Yang Guangying narrowed his eyes tightly, stroked his thick beard with his hand, and his tone was still cold.

"At such a young age, you are just talking nonsense in front of me. Well, I want to listen to it.

I can’t explain why, but I will not only punish you for offending foreign envoys, but also punish you for being disrespectful.”

Yang Qian just said, "Do I need to be afraid? No."

After all, I am also a talented person who has read poetry and books. I am also blessed by the father's love that is as heavy as a mountain from my beautiful father.

At this moment, the sunlight that slanted into the hall made him feel as if his father was conveying the power of father's love to him with his warm and encouraging eyes.

"I sincerely obey the Holy Will." Yang Qian bowed to Yang Guang.

"I have heard that under the sky, it is not the king's land; and on the shore of the land, it is the king's ministers."

"The country of the Japanese slaves has been a subject of our Chinese vassal for a long time since the Han Dynasty. It has been more than hundreds of years now."

"Today, in the prosperous period of our Sui Dynasty, all nations are coming to court. Your Majesty's kindness has spread all over the world, and your reputation is extremely prominent in the world. There are no vassals who are dissatisfied, and there are no vassals who are disobedient..."

"However, the country of Japanese slaves is a small country, relying on people far away from abroad, and its intentions are unpredictable.

How dare you say such arrogant and arrogant words as 'Emperor of the Rising Sun' on the certificate of credence, and also be so mad and disrespectful..."

As soon as he said this, Yang Guang's face became more and more gloomy and solemn.

Even the ministers and workers in the palace showed their disgust towards the Japanese.

The Sui Dynasty was a celestial dynasty. This was proved with iron and blood. A small vassal state was so arrogant that it called itself the Emperor of the Rising Sun.

That is to say, at that time, a group of Sui ministers only cared about the court's face.

But every bloody person would like to beat the brains out of that arrogant Japanese.

Especially Pei Siqing of Honglu Temple, his face turned red and his breathing was heavy. It was precisely because of those bastards that the emperor was angry at Honglu Temple.

It almost made Honglu Temple the laughing stock of both the government and the public. It even made the officials at Honglu Temple look pale. But today, I heard that Yang Qiandang and others beat up the Japanese envoys.

The first thing Pei Siqing said was "Well done," and the words he subconsciously blurted out also represented the aspirations of all the Honglu Temple officials.

Yang Qian's expression was controlled just right, with a hint of indignation, but he still maintained respect for the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty.

"Although I am a weak scholar, I like to read, and I hope to be able to read and understand reason.

"Guoyu Yueyu Xia" says: If the emperor is worried, his ministers will be humiliated, and if the emperor is humiliated, his ministers will die."

"The barbarian envoys from a small vassal state actually humiliated our Sui Dynasty like this. I am both a subject of the Sui Dynasty and a subject of His Majesty. How dare I forget the teachings of the sages?"

The voice was not high, but the indignation and edge revealed made it feel extraordinarily natural.

Even though Yu Wenshu didn't like Yang Qian, a little flatterer, he had to secretly praise him. This flatterer was really good at filming.

The coldness on Yang Guang's face was still there, but the coldness in his eyes was gradually fading away.

At this time, Yu Wenshu cleared his throat and saluted Yang Guang first.

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask you, Mr. Yang Xiaolang."

"Correct." Yang Guang stretched his body, like a beast king, lazy but without losing the kingly demeanor.

"Yang Langjun, after you injured the vassal envoy, you wrote a poem called "Xia Ke Xing". Is this possible?"

A group of important court officials. "???"
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