roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 217
The First Champion Chapter 217
Seeing Yang Lin, Qiao Xiao Yanyan stepped forward and said, "Why is Da Lang here?"
Yang Lin stretched out his hand to touch her face, and said with a smile, "I'm here to find you, little thing."
Uncle Xu was embarrassed for a while, and coughed lightly, Yang Lin remembered that there was an outsider, and quickly said seriously: "Go and get the preparations inside, I brought a miracle doctor, and the maids in the hospital are not feeling well, so come to the doctor together, don't you?" Those who spend money don’t use it in vain.”
There was a black line on Xu Shuwei's forehead, and he protested in a low voice: "My nephew is not very proficient in the subject of women."
Li Ning'er sent a little girl in, sat with Yang Lin in the outer hall, and said: "I have been visiting my sister for the past few days, this time the illness is not serious, my body has been scalding for days, and I have been sleeping for seven or eight hours every day. , there is a lot to eat."
Uncle Xu sniffled slightly, and said: "There is a half-concentrated and half-light medicinal smell here. It is slightly bitter at first smell, but it also has a sense of warming the heart and warming the spirit when you taste it carefully. It should be Dangshen Ophiopogon japonicus, Fangfeng Guizhi... ..., who wrote this prescription?"
Li Ning'er had similar medical skills, and said complacently: "This gentleman has a good sense of smell, it is the ginseng nourishing soup I prescribed for my sister."
"If you drink again, something will happen." Uncle Xu shook his head slightly, and said, "According to what you said about the symptoms, it's just a reaction during pregnancy. If she's not sick, why don't you protect her from the wind and cold? Isn't it just playing the piano indiscriminately?"
Yang Lin was taken aback when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Nephew, you have missed out on timidity this time. This is my son's mother, who was born less than a year ago."
"Then what's the matter? That's not the case, how can there be symptoms of weakness."
After a while, two servant girls helped Fang Miaolian out. She was wearing a silk dress and a white scarf around her head. She was really sick.
Xu Shuwei pleaded guilty, touched two fingers, and said: "Congratulations, uncle, Madam, she is happy, about two months."
The people present were stunned at the same time, this is really the death of drought and the death of waterlogging.
"Generally, after giving birth, it's best for a woman to conceive again in two years, otherwise the loss will be huge. Fortunately, my cousin has a lot of tonics here, so my nephew can come up with a few new prescriptions, which should ensure the safety of mother and child."
Uncle Xu rubbed his hands slightly, looking eager to try.
Even Li Ning'er, who had always been on good terms with her, felt a little jealous now, and thought to herself: Could it be that Sister Feilian really hid some secret technique of the holy religion?
2 Chapter Sixty
The Yang mansion was full of joy, celebrating Yang Tong's return to the mansion, and Fang Miaolian was pregnant again.
The back kitchen is brightly lit and all kinds of dishes are cooked. Tonight, Zhaode Square celebrates with great fanfare.
The whole family was happily having dinner when a young eunuch came in suddenly and saluted Yang Lin with a smile.
"Yang Shaozai, our family has been ordered by the officials to pass on a message to you. Recently, many officials have reported that the behavior of the Qing family is out of control, and there are many refusals not to go to the court early. Laziness is unbecoming of a minister. Tomorrow morning, you must not go to court again. Kuang, respect this."
Yang Lin thought to himself, Liang Shicheng must have made this up, he avoided Cai Jing's limelight, his people would not make himself feel uncomfortable in the court.
After seeing off the little servant who delivered the decree, the atmosphere became condensed, Yang Tong said with a smile: "As a minister, my son should be diligent in political affairs, there is nothing to be depressed about."
Yang Lin nodded and said, "Father is right."
After the dinner was over, Yang Lin strolled to Fang Miaolian's yard. The room was smelling incense but the windows were open. Fang Miaolian leaned on the bed, squinting her almond eyes, lazy like a satiated cat.
Seeing Yang Lin coming in, her eyes opened and then closed again.
"Dispersed?"
Yang Lin smiled, sat on the head of the bed, embraced her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, you have given me another pregnancy."
Fang Miaolian gave him a sideways look, and said flatly, "My fate is bitter."
Yang Lin looked down and saw that she was wearing a sea-blue priceless necklace on her snowy chest, and she suddenly felt confident.
Yang Shaozai suddenly showed the air of a master, and directed the maids to wait for the wash, then lay down on the bed, hugged the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, and slept all night.
In the early morning of the next day, all officials arrived at the Daqing Palace.
Yang Lin came very early, the emperor ordered that the courtiers should be more diligent.
Yang Lin stood aside and dozed off, thinking about the benefit of Miao Lian's lips and tongue that was still breastfeeding last night.
Suddenly a shrill voice said with a smile: "Yang Shaozai, after a long time, he has become more and more radiant."
Yang Lin opened his eyes and saw that a group of people surrounded Liang Shicheng, and immediately said with a respectful smile, "Teacher Liang, I was previously appointed as the chief inspector, and the official is not in the court due to illness, so I couldn't come to the door." Congratulations, I am here to accompany a crime. Fortunately, the Taifu has always been magnanimous, so I will forgive you."
Seeing his polite manner, those who didn't know thought he was Liang Shicheng's confidant just like Cai You and Wang Fu.
It was rare for Liang Shicheng to have a direct conversation with him, and the officials around him all pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what the two giants in the court and China were talking about.
"Yang Shaozai led the gentry with his articles. Nowadays, in the academies of all counties and counties, including the Taixue in Kaifeng, there are many scholars who highly respect Shaozai. Scholars talk about Shaozai's achievements, and the poems, songs and dances are brilliant, which makes people feel heartbroken. The so-called gentlemen are not partisan, Yang Shaozai is so glorious, he doesn't care about villains' slander."
After Liang Shicheng finished speaking, he sneered from the bottom of his heart, and the surrounding officials also broke into a cold sweat for Yang Lin.
He gathered a group of shameless literati who sycophant and preached his noble character everywhere, which has become a joke in the officialdom.
It's ridiculous that the folks are pedantic and ignorant, and they all believe it is true. They think that the young champion Lang Yang Shaozai is a moral sage, a Taoist god who descended to the world to assist the king.
These things are absurd to say, but they can be evidence of clique formation. If the hidden minister Liang Shicheng makes trouble, it will be really difficult to deal with.
Yang Lin wiped his eyelids, and said with a smile: "Those are just false names, just like the floating clouds in the sky. I didn't expect that people in the scholar forest would love me so much. It was just Bo Jun's smile when this matter reached His Majesty's ears. No one will take it seriously."
Liang Shicheng smiled and said: "Naturally, what Shao Zai said is exactly right."
At this time, Yang Jian led Zhao Ji out, and all the officials stood up and saluted together.
Zhao Ji took a glance and saw Yang Lin who hadn't seen him for a long time, and smiled.
"Yang Aiqing, are you in good health?"
As soon as this remark came out, all the officials were surprised, they did not expect Yang Lin's holy family to be so prosperous.
Yang Lin coughed twice, and said weakly: "It's half healed, I was still a little confused at first, but when I heard the official's questioning, my mind suddenly became clear."
Zhao Ji glared at him, indicating that he already knew that he was pretending, and Yang Lin immediately said: "Your Majesty, I was ordered to manage Dali, and now I have succeeded. This time, I recovered the southwest and expanded the land, and I sincerely offer sacrifices to the Taimiao. Consolation to the past emperors. The minister proposed that a grand ceremony be held in front of the Duiyu Tower."
People in Liang Shicheng's department have green eyes
Wang Fu is still halfway, so why is it done?
Liang Shicheng winked, and a civil official came out and said: "Yang Shaozai's words are wrong. Dali is now constantly fighting, fighting day and night. The soldiers used their lives first, and the bloody battle of the three armies down the mountain. How can we be done?"
This crimson-robed official with a face like a crown of jade and a three-strand black beard looks like a good showman. He is none other than the admonishing official Geng Nanzhong.
Yang Lin's face turned cold, and Dang Ting asked: "The family of Duan, the original king of Dali, has all set off and came to Bianliang with the army. The fighting in various places has subsided, and there is only a little resistance left. Isn't this a success?
If you underestimate our contribution to Pingnan, do you know it better than me and Your Majesty?You can tell how many cities Dali has, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and how many generals there are. If you can tell one thing, I will apologize to you. "
The civil servants of the Song Dynasty had their eyes high above the top. No one would devote themselves to studying the situation of various countries. The Southwest War was even more insignificant in their eyes.
Geng Nanzhong was so scolded that he was speechless, submissive and speechless.
Yang Lin gained power, pointed at him and said, "Since you don't know anything about it, you jumped out to point fingers and hinder me from holding the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Taimiao for His Majesty. Could it be that you don't want to see Your Majesty accomplish this great feat to comfort the late Emperor? What do you have in mind?"