The news of Yang Liang's surrender reached Daxing Palace at dusk, which made Yang Guang feel excited. He drank a few glasses of his favorite Gaochang wine, slightly warmed up and full of interest.

Tonight he did not deal with the government affairs for the first time, but read books in the Ziwei Palace in the inner palace to relax for a moment.

Ziwei Palace is where Yang Guang handles government affairs in the inner palace, which is his inner study room. Sometimes he will meet ministers here. He wore a light yellow wide-body Zen robe, a black square hat, and an iron-decorated lace on his waist. He sat on the couch and read books with all his heart. On the imperial desk in front of him, there was a record of the grandfather and a Han book.

Yang Guang liked to read history and read history books since he was a child, which made him know the rise and fall of the dynasty. The people he admired most in his life were Qin Shihuang's Qin Shihuang's ability to unify the six kingdoms and build the Great Wall and Qin straight road with the whole country. This kind of work and courage made him fascinated.

Emperor Wu of Han expanded his territory and attacked the Huns Dayuan and Weijia's land. He also left great martial arts in the long river of history, which also made Yang Guang yearn for it. As early as when he was the crown prince, he was considering his future civil and military achievements, and he also wanted to leave a brilliant mark in history.

At this time, his wife Xiao walked into his study with a bowl of ginseng tea. At this time, Xiao was still the crown prince's concubine and had not been enthroned. Not only was the queen not yet established, but the crown prince was not confirmed, and even the year name was the fourth year of Renshou. Xiao knew that although her husband had ascended the throne, he still had a lot of follow-up matters not been dealt with. First of all, the late emperor had not been buried and the temple name had not been determined. Now he has no time to consider the matter between the queen and the crown prince. Xiao fully understands her husband.

"It's rare to relax tonight... Let's take a break early!"

Xiao put the ginseng tea on the table and smiled and said, "Guo Liangdi is eight months pregnant. You should go and see her. I hope she gives birth to the emperor's son."

Yang Guang held his wife's fair hand and smiled, "I hope you will give me a few more dragons."

Xiao's face turned red... and leaned against her husband and said quietly: "I think I am already a grandmother, so where can I be reborn? Why don't I take a few young concubines for Your Majesty and let Your Majesty have more children."

Yang Guang sighed slightly and said, "I am a person who wants to do great things. I don't want to be too addicted to my daughters, and I don't want to be called shameless by future generations... My father only respects his mother in his life to create the Sui Dynasty. I already have two sons and one daughter, Guo Liangdi is eight months pregnant, and there are many grandchildren. It's enough, so there is no need to attract more concubines."

Xiao was moved and there was an indescribable happiness... They have been married for more than 20 years, and the couple has always had a deep affection. Both sons and one daughter were born to her... At that time, Yang Yong's confidant said to her husband Huang in front of her father, and the father refuted him in one sentence, "If my son Huang, why do you have only two sons and one daughter, and they are all born to your wife?" This left the informant speechless.

But Xiao was still a little worried. After all, her husband was the emperor and the emperor's children were weak, which would make the country unstable, and she could not refuse to blame.

"Your Majesty is the king of a country. How can you have only two sons and one daughter? King Fangling also has ten sons and four daughters. Your Majesty has a poor descendant. I have ever had it!"

King Fangling was the former crown prince Yang Yong. When Yang Guang mentioned him, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he said lightly: "King Fangling is too important to women... he was addicted to love. As a prince, he was unrestrained. Such a person could not support the Great Sui Dynasty."

Xiao didn't care much about Yang Yong, it had nothing to do with her. She cared about her two sons more. She came to see her husband today and advised him to take a concubine. At the same time, she also wanted to talk to her husband about the establishment of the Eastern Palace.

One of the two sons was to be made the crown prince. From her original intention, she should be the eldest son as the heir, but Zhao'er was too fat and sick, not a long-lived appearance. Her second son was heroic and handsome, quite like her father. Making him as the legitimate may also be a good choice. Both of them were her sons. No matter who they were appointed as the Eastern Palace, she would support them. More importantly, she saw her husband working hard day and night. Can he bear Zhao'er's body?

"Your Majesty, do you have any ideas on establishing the Eastern Palace?"

Yang Guang knew what his wife meant, but in fact he was always undecided about this matter. As an emperor, Zhaoer did not have the appearance of Longwu, and his appearance was not good, so his health could not deal with heavy state affairs. This was also something that Yang Guang was very worried about. Although Yang Guang himself was the second son, it did not mean that he did not pay attention to the eldest son. He attached great importance to the eldest son. If the eldest son had a better appearance and good health, he would never consider the second son. Moreover, the eldest son was better than the second son. Although his son was handsome and powerful, Yang Guang also heard about his poor character.

Yang sighed, "Let this be put beforehand! When I build a new year name next year, I will decide on the East Palace together."

It is late August and there are still four months left, so you should be able to consider it calmly.

At this time, a eunuch reported at the door, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang Qiu is here."

Yang Guang nodded, "Please come in!"

Xiao stood up and smiled and said, "Your Majesty wants to see Zhang Qiu, so I will take your leave first."

"Okay then! I'll take a rest later."

Xiao retreated. After a moment, the eunuch led a man in his forties to hurried into the inner study. The man was wearing a black robe, a Taoist crown, a white face, and a long beard. He was full of energy and had a bit of a fairy spirit.

This person is named Zhang Qiu Taiyi. He is a court sorcerer. He is very good at divination and has the ability to be a prophet. At the beginning of the year, the late emperor Yang Jian wanted to go to Renshou Palace to escape the heat. Zhang Qiu Taiyi tried his best to stop him. Yang Jian refused to listen. Zhang Qiu Taiyi said again, "Your Majesty will never come back here. As a result, Yang Jian was furious and put him in prison. In the end, Yang Jian ordered Yang Guang to release Zhang Qiu Taiyi before his death. Zhang Qiu Taiyi was also valued by Yang Guang. Yang Guang waited for him to come today, and there was an important thing to listen to his opinions.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi quickly walked into the hall and bowed, "I met your Majesty!"

"Sir, please sit down!"

Zhang Qiu Taiyi had a transcendent status, was a court sorcerer, not a court minister. Yang Guang respected him quite well, and Zhang Qiu Taiyi did not postpone it. He sat down on a couch and said with a smile: "I have already made a fortune for Your Majesty. As Your Majesty said, I must move the capital to Luoyang."

Yang Guang was excited and asked quickly: "How is the basis?"

"In fact, it's very simple. Your Majesty belongs to the Wood Destiny, and Yongzhou is a conflict that defeats wood... It cannot be lived for a long time. The prophecy also says, "Repair Luoyang and return to the Jin family. Your Majesty was the King of Jin in the past... This prophecy is obviously aimed at Your Majesty, so you must listen."

Yang Guangshen agreed. This statement was very good and could be taken out. He asked a few more questions. Zhang Qiu Taiyi took out a document and handed it to Yang Guang, and then left.

Yang Guang flipped through the document and threw it on the table. In fact, he was not very concerned about this document. Whether it was divination or prophecy, it was just his excuse. His move to the capital was more meaningful.

Yang Guang walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the dark night outside, and his heart was full of thoughts... As the emperor said to him before his death, the Guanlong military aristocratic group was the largest cancer of the Sui Dynasty. If it was not cut off... The Sui Dynasty would sooner or later die, but the Guanlong aristocratic family was too powerful and could not be cut off at once. They must be cut off slowly. Step by step, removing the firewood from the cauldron is the most effective move. Moving the capital to Luoyang will cause the Guanlong aristocratic family to lose their foundation. This matter is not too late. Now, the Yang Liang rebellion is quelled... He has an excellent excuse.

The court will discuss Yang Liang’s handling of the issue tomorrow. The issue of moving the capital can be discussed later.

Yang Guang also knew that moving the capital to Luoyang would inevitably be strongly opposed, especially the Guanlong noble group, which was related to their vital interests. You don’t have to think about their attitude... However, no matter what, if he wants to raise this matter, he should take it as a test first.

The light shone on Yang Guang's thin cheeks, and his eyes were full of determination and expectation. At this moment, Yang Guang made up his mind to move the capital.

It is already late August, and the autumn is getting stronger. The red leaves in the Baqiao area are already red, mixed with dark green pine branches and yellow sycamore leaves, dyeing both sides of the official road into a colorful picture.

Among the eight scenic spots in the capital, Baqiao is famous for its wind and snow, but the strong autumn is as moving, making people feel more of a sad autumn.

At noon, the autumn fog had completely dissipated, and the air was filled with a hint of late autumn. The sky began to fall, and the drizzle fell on the face, and the coolness penetrated into the bones and began to become a little cold.

Two horse riders slowly walked up the official road in the distance. The scenery on both sides of the official road was picturesque, but they had no intention. The two were Yang Yuanqing and Su Lie. They had changed their military uniforms and wore ordinary cloth robes. If they weren't for their weapons, they would be no different from ordinary tourists.

Although Yang Liang surrendered, there are still a lot of aftermath to be dealt with. Yang Su stayed in Taiyuan Prefecture to deal with the funeral. Yang Yuanqing had nothing to do, so he and Su Lie returned to Beijing first.

"Su Lie, have you really thought about it?"

Su Lie decided to leave the army and go home, but Yang Yuanqing did not stop him. After all, Su Lie's military status has not been reported to the Ministry of War. He is not considered a deserter at this time, but Yang Yuanqing still hopes that he will stay in the army.

"Yuanqing, don't persuade me anymore, I've decided."

Su Lie's attitude was very firm. He was even anxious and wanted to rush home to practice martial arts. On the battlefield, he almost died at Wang Ba's hands, but Wang Ba was stabbed to death in one encounter. This highlighted the huge gap between him and Yang Yuanqing and made Su Lie deeply stabbed.

Although he could ask Yang Yuanqing for advice on martial arts, he, who has always been arrogant, would never be willing to ask Yang Yuanqing for advice. He had to rely on his own hard work to improve his martial arts.

They had already reached the fork, and Su Lie bowed to Yang Yuanqing, "Yuanqing, then I'll leave first. I won't go out of here in the past two or three years. If you have anything to do, you can come to my house to find me."

Yang Yuanqing nodded and bowed to Su Lie solemnly: "Teacher, take care of yourself, we will have a date later!"

"Yuanqing, there will be a date later!"

Su Lie whipped the war horse hard and ran towards the other. Gradually, his figure disappeared in the drizzle. Yang Yuanqing sighed slightly. In fact, Su Lie's martial arts are good, but he lacks combat experience. He should be training more in the army to be the right way. Unfortunately, Su Lie didn't listen to his advice.

"Brother, are there any shelter from the rain nearby?" someone asked him next to him.

Yang Yuanqing turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his forties smiling and asked him, "He should be dressed as a butler, and his accent did not look like a person from the capital, but should be from Hedong."

Not far behind him was a gorgeous carriage, with seven or eight horse-riding guards on both sides. There seemed to be a woman sitting in the carriage. This group of people may have come out to watch the red leaves, and they have seen many families along the way.

Yang Yuanqing apologized: "I'm not familiar with this area and don't know."

"It's okay, let's go to the front and ask again, thank you guys."
Chapter completed!