Chen Jia was a servant of the Du family and was loyal to the Du family. He was about the same age as Du Wentian and had been Du Wentian's companion since childhood. Therefore, he was deeply trusted by Du Wentian. After watching the other servants escorting the young master to Chang 'an City, Chen Jia went to look for traces of Yang Fan and the others.
The fifth month of the year was already past the best time to go for an outing. Although there were many tourists on the Fan River, most of them were in groups of three to five. There weren't many families like Yang Fan's group. This Chen Jia was quite persistent. As he searched, he asked around. Finally, he found Yang Fan's group.
Chen Jia was very clever. He watched from afar and did not approach them. Occasionally, he would see two or three tourists wandering around and he would go over to talk to them. From afar, it was even harder to tell that he was following them.
In the evening, Zhang Changzong, Yang Fan and the others returned after they had enjoyed themselves. Chen Jia carefully followed behind them. When they entered Chang 'an City, it would be easier for him to follow them. Chang' an City was under construction everywhere. Craftsmen and laborers were all over the city. It was inconvenient for pedestrians to go in and out, and the streets were crowded. No one could find Chen Jia hiding among them.
Chen Jia followed Yang Fan's team all the way to Longqing Square. He did not feel anything until Yang Fan and the others' carriages arrived at the Longqing Pond and drove along the only road to the island in the middle of the lake. Chen Jia was stunned.
As a local of Chang 'an and often traveled with the young master, he certainly knew where the island in the middle of the lake was. He also knew who was living there. Chen Jia did not dare to act rashly. He only watched from afar until Yang Fan and the others' carriages all landed on the island in the middle of the lake. Chen Jia then turned around and slipped away.
Du Wentian moved into the mansion of the Du family in Chang 'an and invited a famous doctor who was good at treating bruises and injuries to treat him. He was gnashing his teeth and cursing Yang Fan and the others when Chen Jia hurried back. Du Wentian's eyes lit up. He immediately jumped up and asked, "Did you find out their identities and residences?"
Chen Jia wanted to say something but hesitated. Seeing this, Du Wentian immediately waved his hand to dismiss all the maids in the hall. Chen Jia then moved in front of him and whispered, "Langjun, I'm afraid we've kicked an iron plate this time. We really can't afford to provoke those people!"
Hearing his words, Du Wentian calmed down a little. There were many hidden talents in Chang 'an. Even if the Du family was in its heyday and was known as the Heaven-quenching Ruler, it could not cover the sky with one hand, not to mention now. Did that group of people really have a great background?
Du Wentian hurriedly said, "Cut the crap and tell us where they came from!"
Chen Jia told him in detail how he followed Yang Fan and the others. Du Wentian could not help but be stunned.
Chen Jia whispered, "Langjun, the family's master is surnamed Yang. The young man who ordered people to beat you is even more beautiful than a woman …"
Du Wentian slowly took a breath and only felt that his loose teeth were a little sore. He said, "Yang Fan surnamed Yang? The beautiful young man is Liulang Liulang Zhang Changzong? "
Chen Jia lost his voice and said, "Yes! When the man surnamed Yang went to stop the beautiful young man, he called him Liulang. "
In this era, friends who were familiar with each other often called each other by their seniority. When Du Wentian attended a gathering of friends, there were always five or six "Dalang" and "Erlang", but "Liulang" and "Qilang" were not rare. Therefore, when he heard Yang Fan call Zhang Changzong "Liulang", he did not think much about it. However, although there were many "Liulang" in Chang 'an, there was only one living on the island in the middle of the lake in Longqing Square.
For a moment, Du Wentian was dumbfounded. Chen Jia looked at the young master sympathetically and knew that he could not get back at him. Chen Jia comforted him in a low voice, "Fortunately, they do not know who we are. It was just a …"
He looked at Du Wentian's nose which looked like a clown with plaster. He did not say "a small conflict", so he changed the topic and said, "Langjun, let's just forget about it."
What else could he do if he did not forget it? In Du Wentian's view, if that General Zhongwu really wanted to deal with him, it might not be impossible. But if it was Zhang Changzong, he really had no chance.
Yang Fan had kept a very low profile in Chang 'an this time. Although the turmoil in Chang' an was planned and led by him, not many people knew the inside story. Many people only knew his name because of the assassination attempt. Everyone knew that it was because this unlucky guy had taken the blame for someone else and almost lost his life with an arrow. This had infuriated the imperial court and caused a great purge in Chang 'an. Because of this, Hu Qianxian of the Censor and Chen Xuanlang of the Ministry of Justice, who had been saved by him, regarded him as a friend and often visited him.
As for Yang Fan's identity as the head of the Xian Clan of the Succession Hall, most of the descendants of the aristocratic families in Shandong knew about it. But only important figures like the clan leader and the leader of the Guanlong family knew about it. These people all kept this secret to themselves and kept their mouths shut. It was the same for Du Jingting. His son Du Wentian naturally did not know the details.
Du Wentian dejectedly sat back in his chair and waved his hand weakly. Chen Jia understood and was about to bow and leave when Du Wentian suddenly stood up in shock. This sudden movement affected his wound and caused another wave of pain. Du Wentian hurriedly held his nose and said in a low voice, "If that person surnamed Yang is Yang Fan and that beautiful youth is Zhang Changzong, then … who is that beautiful pregnant woman Zheng Waner?"
The master and servant looked at each other, their eyes gradually revealing a look of inconsolable shock.
Chen Jia stammered, "Langjun, it … it can't be?"
Du Wentian grinned hideously. "Then, who could she be?"
Du Wentian hurriedly paced in the room. Chen Jia chased after his figure and stammered, "Then what does Langjun plan to do?"
Du Wentian suddenly stopped and sneered, "Don't let me know the truth. Otherwise … I will make you suffer!"
Chen Jia hurriedly moved in front of him and whispered, "Langjun, that Zhang Changzong is the most favored person in front of the emperor. We can't afford to provoke him."
Du Wentian coldly glanced at her and said darkly, "Who said that if I want to take revenge, I have to go into battle? Not even the emperor can control the mouths of the common people! "
…
The next morning, in Wan 'er's boudoir.
A ray of sunlight shone in, filling the room with a soft light. Wan 'er leaned against a pillow on a low-legged embroidered couch. Holding Yang Fan's hand, she gently drank goat's milk. After drinking a bowl of goat's milk, Yang Fan put the bowl back on the gold-embroidered table and picked up a wet handkerchief from the table to wipe the corner of her mouth.
Wan 'er said, "Prince Gaoyang, his wife, and the Prince of Xiang's fifth son are coming to Chang' an today. When the Sage moves the capital to Chang 'an, there will be no less than three hundred thousand people accompanying him. If such a large number of people were to move all at once, the prefectures along the way will certainly not be able to handle it. After moving into Chang' an, there will certainly be chaos for a while. It seems that the Sage intends to move in batches. Next, the imperial family will move one after another. "
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I think that this is only one of the reasons. The Emperor is currently paying great attention to balancing the power and influence of the Wu and Li families. Unfortunately, she has overlooked the rise of Second Zhang. "
Wan 'er's black brows slightly furrowed. She quietly said, "The Emperor's love for Second Zhang has blinded her eyes. Second Zhang's great power is indeed not appropriate. In reality, Second Zhang should not be so passionate about power. Their power is a rootless tree. Forcibly seizing it will only bring disaster to them. "
Yang Fan smiled faintly and said, "But how many people in the situation can see clearly? If you advise Second Zhang to only seek wealth and not to be tainted by power, they will only think that you are trying to harm him. "
Wan 'er sweetly said, "I naturally won't be such a meddlesome person. I am just expressing my feelings."
After a pause, Wan 'er said, "Do you know that the Sage actually wanted Prince Tang Changwang and Prince Yixing to come to Chang' an?"
"Oh?" Hearing this, Yang Fan's curiosity was immediately piqued.
Prince Tang Changwang and Prince Yixing were both the sons of the current crown prince, Li Xian. Prince Tang Changwang was Li Zhongfu, and Prince Yixing was Li Zhongjun. Li Xian had four sons. The eldest, Li Zhongrun, had been beaten to death by Wu Zetian for insulting Zhang Changzong. The youngest of the remaining three, Li Zhongmao, was still a child. Only Li Zhongfu and Li Zhongjun had grown up.
Yang Fan also felt that having the Crown Prince's sons move to Chang 'an first was a positive political signal to the world. Their statuses were more important than the Prince of Xiang's sons in politics. However, the Empress had sent the five sons of Li Dan, the Prince of Xiang. Now that Wan' er mentioned it, he understood that there must be a reason.
Wan 'er said, "An Le heard that the Sage wanted to send her husband to Chang' an, so she begged Wu Chongxun to bring her along. Wu Chongxun had always doted on and feared An Le. He did not dare to disobey and naturally agreed. The Sage was very unhappy when she heard this, so she sent the Prince of Xiang's son instead. "
An Le was the crown prince's daughter. Wu Zetian had originally wanted to send Wu Sansi's son and the crown prince's son to Chang 'an as representatives of the royal family. But once Princess An Le came along, as the crown prince's daughter, she broke the balance. So the empress sent the Prince of Xiang's son instead.
Yang Fan frowned and said, "Didn't she just give birth?"
Wan 'er smiled bitterly and said, "So what? An Le gave birth less than half a month ago, and then she called her friends out of the city to play. This An Le has always been willful and unruly, but Wu Chongxun just happened to listen to her and listen to her. Who could do anything to her? "
Yang Fan thought to himself, "She's not just willful and unruly. She's clearly short-sighted and doesn't care about the big picture. What a stupid woman. She was born with such a good body for nothing! "
Yang Fan could imagine that Li Guo 'er's actions were just because she was willful and unrestrained, or perhaps she still had some vanity to show off. After all, in Luoyang, her status as a princess was nothing, and there were many people with higher status than her. But in Chang' an, before the Son of Heaven and the other powerful ministers and relatives arrived, her status would be the most respected.
But once she made this request, Wu Chongxun would naturally not dare to disobey, and Wu Sansi would certainly be happy to see it happen. Once the ship was already on the ship, her parents could only mourn behind her back. They had always been cautious around the empress and did not have the courage to persuade their daughter to change her mind. If they did, their intentions would be too obvious.
Not many people knew about this family affair. Wan 'er, who was in the emperor's presence, knew everything, but how could outsiders know? The officials outside could only speculate that the emperor planned to have the Prince of Liang, Wu Sansi, and the Prince of Xiang, Li Dan, control the military and government respectively, and then have the Crown Prince, Li Xian, control the monarch, forming a tripartite balance of power.
In this way, the officials who were loyal to Li Tang would most likely submit to the Prince of Xiang. Who understood the difference between real power and false reputation better than them? This was originally an excellent opportunity for the Crown Prince's faction to make a name for itself, but it had unexpectedly helped the Prince of Xiang. Li Xian having such a stupid daughter was truly a misfortune for his clan.
Wan 'er saw him tilt his head in thought and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"
Yang Fan came to his senses and sighed. "Wan 'er, if we have a daughter, we have to teach her well. If we have a daughter who wastes the family's fortune, she'll really anger Father and Mother to death."
Wan 'er giggled and rolled her eyes at him. "You're so annoying. How can you compare my child to Anle? If I have a daughter, she'll definitely be an obedient and adorable little lady!"
Yang Fan laughed and brought over a plate painted with gold and silver. On the plate were cherries that had been washed by spring water, bright and glistening. Yang Fan picked up a ripe cherry that was so red that it was almost black and offered it to her. Wan 'er opened her plump red lips and sucked the cherry into her mouth. Her nimble tongue even took the opportunity to lick the tip of his finger, overflowing with charm.
Yang Fan was captivated by her gaze, and then he saw that her lips were wet with cherry juice. They were moist and glistening, extremely alluring. He couldn't help but feel his heartstrings sway. He couldn't help but bend down and kiss those tender and alluring red lips. Pressing his teeth against her, he hooked out her little tongue and began a lingering kiss.
An uncontrollable moan came from the bottom of Wan 'er's throat. Wan' er was also aroused by his kiss. She couldn't help but wrap her arms around his neck. Although Yang Fan had recently stopped taking supplements, his desire was still aroused. Wan 'er and Yang Fan had been husband and wife for a long time. Whatever Yang Fan could feel, she could naturally feel.
Wan 'er quickly retracted her body and giggled. "Langjun, you're up to no good again. I don't dare to serve you now."
Yang Fan glanced at her belly with hidden bitterness and said, "I know. In this big world, this little guy is the biggest!"
Wan 'er giggled and made a mischievous face at him. She said, "Well, you have to be jealous of your own child!"
She bit her lip and suddenly said, "Langjun, you've been in Chang 'an for almost a year. Have you never touched a woman's body?"
Yang Fan was startled. Suddenly he cried out in grief, "Isn't that so? If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten. I have three beautiful wives in vain. Now I've been a monk for almost a year. This is really a great injustice! "
Wan 'er softly snorted and glanced at him. She said, "What about Miss Gu? She's like a delicate flower by your side. Haven't you plucked her?"
Yang Fan did not hide Gu Zhuting's matter from Wan 'er. He had already told her about Gu Zhuting's existence. Yang Fan had planned to wait for Gu Zhuting to finish her work on Ba before bringing her to meet Wan' er. They were going to be sisters, so there was no need to hide it.
Yang Fan dejectedly said, "I really haven't."
Although Wan 'er knew that he was pretending to be pitiful, she still couldn't bear to see her Langjun like that. Her pair of charming eyes glanced at Yang Fan. She shyly lowered her head and said softly, "Langjun, go and take a bath."
Yang Fan was stunned. He raised his arm and sniffed. He said blankly, "I just took a bath after practicing martial arts this morning. I didn't even sweat. Why would I take a bath in the middle of the day?"
Wan 'er blushed and turned her head. "If you don't want it, then forget it."
Yang Fan suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly said, "I want it, I want it! Of course I want it! "He jumped up and ran.
Wan 'er gently bit her plump and sexy red lips with her teeth. Listening to Yang Fan's movements, her pretty face gradually became flushed and a touch of charm appeared.
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