When Fang Xie saw this straight knife called Chaolu, he couldn't move his eyes away. His attention to the short gun before was completely attracted by the straight knife, his eyes were hot. Prince Yi Yang Yin kept looking at Fang Xie, and when he saw the heat in Fang Xie's eyes, he couldn't help laughing.
The most important thing is to win someone over.
Fang Jie took Chaolu Knife from Yang Yin's hand, and in an instant, the cold aura of the knife spread to his whole body along the palm of his hand. The coldness of the saber surprised Fang Jie, he couldn't help but take a closer look, and found that there was indeed a layer of fine water droplets on the saber, which reflected an extremely beautiful color in the sunlight. This knife is much heavier than the Sui standard horizontal knife, even Fang Jie feels a little heavy in his hand.
In terms of size, the Chaolu Knife is only slightly longer than the standard horizontal knives of the Sui Dynasty, so it can be seen that the black iron used to make this knives is indeed very special, and the most amazing thing is naturally the layer of fine water droplets on the knives. Such a cold knife body is in such a cold air, but the water droplets on the knife body have not frozen, which is even more mysterious. Curiously, Fang Jie wiped off the water droplets on the knife with his sleeve, but after a while, another layer slowly appeared on the knife.
Yang Yin picked up the short knife inlaid with jewels that Fang Jie had seen before from the table and said: "This short knife, the Eastern Chu businessman said it is a treasure, it can cut gold and jade, you can try it Try it and see if it is sharp or the morning dew is sharp."
Fang Xie couldn't bear it, he was afraid of ruining this perfect Zhaolu Knife. Even if it was just a very small gap on the blade, he couldn't bear it.
"No problem."
Yang Yin smiled, and suddenly drew out the dagger and chopped it on Chao Lu's knife. According to Fang Xie's skills, it is easy to avoid it, but he hesitated for a while and still did not move away. After a crisp sound, the so-called Eastern Chu Baodao in Yang Yin's hand immediately broke into two pieces. Looking at Chaolu again, the blade was not damaged at all.
Fang Jie looked at the sword exposed in the morning and couldn't put it down.
"I gave you the knife for the sake of the imperial court. Of course, it's also because I fell in love with you at first sight. This knife is in your hands, but it's a wish. I will find a good craftsman in the future and create a worthy one. Put on the scabbard of the exposed knife."
"Thank you, my lord, for your generosity!"
Fang Jie put Chaolu Knife aside, clasped his hands together and gave a deep salute.
Standing on the side, Shen Qingfan glanced at the knife, then at Prince Yi Yang Yin, and frowned slightly. It's just that she was standing by Yang Yin's side, so Yang Yin naturally couldn't see the expression on her face. Yang Yin stepped forward to support Fang Jie to prevent him from worshiping, and said with a smile: "Gu said just now that this knife is the most suitable gift for you. If you lie in Gu's warehouse all day without seeing the sun, this knife will It has become an ordinary product, no matter how good it is, it is just a decoration. If you really want to thank Gu, when Gu needs your help in the future, just don't refuse."
"My lord loves me so much, how dare the student refuse?"
Fang Jie bowed his head in response, his words were sincere.
Yang Yin nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the things on the table and said: "If you like something, just pick it up together. Anyway, these things come from a lonely person, and I will give you a favor in exchange for it."
Fang Jie thought for a while, looked at the short gun and said, "Then take this one again."
Prince Yi hummed, then turned around and asked Shen Qingfan, "Do you have anything you like? If you like something, you can take it yourself. It's the first time you meet Gu with Fang Jie, and Gu will still have to give it away after all." Some greetings are good."
Shen Qingshan smiled and said: "Thank you for your love, but I really don't know what to ask for. Why don't you just give me something, no matter what it is."
"Ha ha."
Yang Yin seemed to be in a very good mood. He chose from the table and finally chose a pure gold fan inlaid with many precious stones. A fan character, although it's a bit vulgar to give you this thing, but it fits your name, it's not bad."
"Thank you, my lord, for the reward."
Shen Qing took the fan generously, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
This fan can only be regarded as a beautiful treasure, it cannot be used as a weapon if it cannot be used as a fan. However, its value must be high, and the gold spent to build this fan alone is not a small number.
"Come on, let's go downstairs and have a drink."
Yang Yin sent out three gifts in a row, and seemed to be in a good mood. He ordered his servants to put away other things, and then walked down first. Follow the spiral staircase to the third floor of the building, where the servants have already arranged the food and wine. The dishes are nothing unusual, neither luxurious nor greasy. The cooks are obviously skilled. The dishes look ordinary, but it is the hardest thing to make such home-cooked dishes.
"sit down."
After taking his seat, Yang Yin said: "There are no outsiders, just the three of us. Originally, a few nobles who had prepared a few signs to treat guests alone, but Qingfan also followed. Fang Xie...you can't say that you can't treat guests alone." week."
Fang Jie smiled sarcastically and said, "I made the prince laugh."
Yang Yin said: "What is this? If a man doesn't have a confidante around him, then he will be laughed at. Whether a man succeeds or fails can be seen at a glance by the women around him."
Fang Jie did not agree with this statement, but he could not refute it. This seems to be the case since ancient times. Although it sounds disrespectful to women, it is true. In fact, think about it differently, which woman doesn't want her man to be a man of indomitable spirit
"Juexiao, how long do you think the Northwest War will last?"
After drinking a glass of wine, Yang Yin asked a seemingly casual question.
"It is not difficult to hold the Mandu flag, but it is not easy to keep the Mandu flag. At least, this battle will not be over in a few years. If the Sui Dynasty occupies the Mandu flag, Meng Ge will definitely send troops to take it back. If you can't take it back for a while, you won't give up for a while. Therefore, the students dare not say how long this battle will last."
Yang Yin nodded and was silent for a while: "Then do you think it's right or wrong to launch troops against Meng Yuan?"
These words... made Fang Xie's heart tighten immediately!
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Tai Chi Palace.
Dongnuang Pavilion.
The emperor sat cross-legged on the kang, flipping through a book in his hand. Maybe it was because I was tired of reviewing the memorials, so I found an ancient book and flipped through it casually. Thinking about it, it seems that he had already read this book by heart when he was a child, and after turning it over thirty years later, he found that he had forgotten most of it.
Being a prince is actually far more difficult than ordinary children. They have so much to learn that they don't have time to control their lives freely. Playing for a while is a luxury. Being an emperor is naturally more tiring, not to mention that there is no time to play, let alone the desire to play.
Thinking of this, the emperor felt a little envious of his father who had been on the throne for more than forty years. Compared with the first emperor, he is the complete opposite. The first emperor was a person who never locked himself in a cage. During his more than forty years in power, he would go out of Chang'an to make inspections almost every year.
Yang Yi sometimes thinks, just let go of everything and go out to play for a while. It has been six or seven years since the palace on the coast of the East China Sea has been renovated, but I have never been there once. Speaking of being an emperor, he should have more experience, but there are really too many things he hasn't seen. He has never seen the sea, the Yangtze River, the prairie, or the 100,000 mountains, and even the legendary picturesque Jiangnan, he has no time to take a look.
The emperor seemed to be a bit lifeless when he reached this point.
However, Yang Yi likes this kind of life.
He likes the feeling of holding power in his hands, which is more satisfying than seeing any beautiful and magnificent scenery. He even liked to review memorials, which was the most painful thing in the world in his father's opinion. In fact, with the national power of the Great Sui Dynasty and the foundation of the Great Sui Dynasty, even if he was only an emperor who ruled by doing nothing, nothing bad would happen to the Great Sui Dynasty.
But he didn't want to, since he is an emperor, how could he not be immortal? How can it not be successful in the world
He became the emperor as he wished, but he didn't want to be a mediocre emperor. In the more than 100 years since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, apart from Taizu Taizong, which other emperors are deeply remembered? Taizu founded the country and Taizong opened the borders. These two emperors are still praised and respected by the people of the Sui Dynasty even after a hundred years and a thousand years. But if he doesn't do a big business, then the only thing left is a pale name in the history books.
That's why he chose Meng Yuan.
Who dared to easily start a war against Meng Yuan, the former Emperor of the Sui Dynasty
He dares!
His name is Yang Yi.
The thoughts in his mind were a little messy, Yang Yi closed the book immediately and rubbed his brows with his eyes closed. After being silent for a while, he asked softly, "Fang Jie is still in Prince Yi's mansion?"
Bingbi eunuch Su Buwei leaned forward and replied: "Return to Your Majesty, not yet. The shadow guards have been watching, and they saw Fang Jie and Prince Yi climbed to the highest point of the building with clairvoyance outside, and went down again soon. .”
"Um."
The emperor hummed and said, "Fang Jie is a clever one. I entrust this matter to him, and I will definitely not let me down. The sixth child has not given up until now, and is even using some dirty tricks in secret. Killing the servant of the Ministry of War and waiting for the gift from the emperor, the Minister of the Ministry of War Yu Donglai, he still refuses to be honest... Could it be that he is so obsessed with entering the court and taking power? Or does he have other thoughts?"
Su Buwei didn't dare to answer, nor could he answer.
The emperor also knew such words, Su Buwei didn't have the guts to answer them, so he sighed and said: "Go and ask Dean Zhou to come, I have something to discuss with him."
Su Buwei responded, turned and went out.
The emperor leaned against the wall and shook his neck, looking at the westward sun outside the window and sighed slightly. Prince Yi has become more active these days, he knows that his sixth younger brother wants to take the job of being the head of the West. Someone in the imperial court was already speaking for him, saying that Xu Jun Wang Yang Kai's qualifications were not enough to control the overall situation, and saying that the delay in the northwest war was due to Yang Kai's fear of war.
Aren't these words paving the way for Lao Liu
The emperor knew it all, but he wasn't sure if Lao Liu had other thoughts.
Officials in the imperial court secretly had contact with Prince Yi, and if he wanted to know about it, no one could hide it. But what he didn't expect was that the list reported by Luo Weiran was so shocking. Although these officials were not necessarily all recruited by Prince Yi to become his cronies, there were not a few of them who just took advantage to speak for Prince Yi. But even if there is an official who is determined to stand on Prince Yi's side, it is something for the emperor to be vigilant about.
After much deliberation, the emperor found that Fang Jie was the most suitable person to approach Lao Liu. None of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty was really trusted by him.
But does he trust Fang Jie
The emperor once asked himself this question, and the answer was... distrust. As an emperor, it is impossible for him to truly trust a person completely.
Thinking of that boy, the emperor twitched his lips.
"If you are available, I will naturally not bury you."
He murmured, thinking in his mind, not only do I want to leave a piece of peace for the prince, but I also want to support a few available talents.
At this moment, the heavy cotton curtain was lifted from the outside, a small head came in to have a look, and then smiled brightly: "Father, will you fly the kite with me?"
This is a little boy as beautiful as carved jade. He is five or six years old. He has an extremely cute round smiling face. The most beautiful thing is his big black and white eyes. He seems to be able to talk when he smiles.
Yang Yi stretched out his hand, the little boy ran in with a smile, climbed awkwardly onto the kang, and then plunged into Yang Yi's arms: "Sister won't take me to fly a kite, father will take me there, okay?"
"good!"
The emperor picked up the little boy and lifted it above his head: "The emperor raised you so high that no one can reach you, okay?"
"good!"