Ever since Tang Xiujing received the imperial edict, he had rushed to Suiye City through the night.
Shen Mu had given him great help in this matter. Tang Xiujing and his entourage consisted of at least several hundred people. If they were to travel by horse, carriage and camel, the journey would be long. Moreover, it would be a world of ice and snow, who knows how long it would take. Only Shen Mu, the local tyrant of Longyou, would be able to send them to Suiye City in the shortest time possible.
Under Shen Mu's full deployment, the 'Hidden Sect', in the name of the tyrant of the Western Region, mobilized a sufficient number of sledges to send Tang Xiujing and his entourage to Suiye City at a speed that was several times faster than horses. However, it was still unknown how the Ten Families Tribe would react after receiving the imperial edict.
The imperial edict to the various kingdoms of Nanzhao arrived faster than Suiye City. Although the journey from Chang 'an to Nanzhao was not as long as Suiye City, it was a journey of trekking mountains and was equally difficult. In order to get in touch with the various tribes of Nanzhao as quickly as possible, Wu Zetian did not send envoys from Chang 'an. Instead, she sent a courier to deliver the imperial edict to Yao Province.
After receiving the imperial edict, the supervising imperial censor of Jiannan, Li Yan, immediately went to Nanzhao with the great leader of Bai Man, Xun Qi, and his son-in-law, the great leader of Wu Man, Meng Zhe Zhu. The Bai Man and Wu Man were mostly related to the royal families of the six tribes of Nanzhao. They had a close relationship with each other. With the leaders of Wu Man and Bai Man mediating between them, the matter was half done.
In addition, the six tribes of Nanzhao had been increasingly exploited by Tubo in recent years. They were already in constant conflict with each other. Now that the Great Zhou had promised to provide them with large amounts of weapons and rations, the kings of the six tribes of Nanzhao immediately rose in revolt. They killed the Tubo who were demanding tribute from them and launched an attack on Tubo.
The Wu Man and Bai Man also sent their men to mix in with the troops of the six tribes of Nanzhao. They wanted to take advantage of the situation and invade Tubo, intending to make a small fortune. The imperial court blocked the news of the six tribes of Nanzhao's uprising. Towards the envoys of the Tubo and Turks, they still tried to stall them.
After the military governor of Maozhou, Chen Daci, defeated the invading Tubo enemies, the Tubo envoy, Lun Misa, was no longer as arrogant as before. Soon, Lun Misa received news of the Six Zhao rebellion. Over the past few years, the Six Zhao had often fought with the Tubo Empire, so Misa did not know that the rebellion of the Six Zhao this time was instigated by the Great Zhou. He hurriedly blocked this news, lest the Great Zhou find out.
But now, Lun Misa didn't dare to be overbearing. In the beginning, the Turkic envoys acted as if they wanted to take advantage of the situation. They followed behind the Tubo's buttocks and asked for the treatment of marriage. Now that the Tubo had suffered a defeat and their backyard was on fire, Misa was no longer as confident as before. Instead, he pushed Mo Hegan to the front to lead the charge while he waved the flag and shouted from behind.
At the start, Mo Hegan had believed that Misa's attitude had changed because of the defeat in Maozhou. Only when the news of the Six Zhao's rebellion was concealed and even the Great Zhou 'learned' of it did Mo Hegan understand the true reason for Misa's sudden change of attitude. But at this time, he had no idea that the rear courtyard of the Turks was about to catch fire.
Wu Zetian dragged it out again and again. She used all of her methods and finally managed to drag it out until the new year. In order to celebrate the New Year, the Great Zhou had arranged a series of New Year's celebrations. This time, they could justifiably drag them down. The Turkic and Tubo envoys also planned to quell the rebellion of the Six Zhao before continuing to put pressure on the Great Zhou.
Both sides had their own plans, but they happened to coincide. With the arrival of the New Year, the discussion about marriage was temporarily forgotten.
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The first day of the first month, the origin of the year, the origin of time, and the origin of the moon, was the beginning of the Three Yuans.
Bright red peach talismans were hung on both sides of the main door of the Yang family. There was also a Spring Festival couplet written by Ah Nu on the door: "The beginning of the Three Suns, the beginning of the Fourth Sequence".
Early in the morning on the New Year's Eve, the exploding poles in the courtyard of the Long Qing Pool started to crackle non-stop. This was called "Court Fire". The fire in the courtyard of the rich would burn for at least a day and a night. Some families would even burn for three days and three nights without stopping.
Princess Anle's Residence had started to bring back the exploding poles a few days in advance. No one knew how many carts of exploding poles they had bought. They were piled up like a mountain in the courtyard. On the morning of the New Year's Eve, the exploding poles in Princess Anle's Residence started to burn with great momentum. Princess Anle had ingeniously sprinkled expensive spices into the exploding poles. Once they started burning, the whole place was filled with a strange fragrance.
Yang Fan's family was actually much wealthier than Princess An Le's, but he didn't flaunt his wealth like Princess An Le. Even so, the entire Yang Residence was dressed up meticulously, draped in red and decorated with a joyous atmosphere.
The happiest ones were Yang Sirong and Yang Nianzu. Dressed in their new clothes and hats, they played around in the front and back courtyards. One moment, they circled around the beautiful lantern tree in the courtyard, and the next moment, they joined the singing and dancing group of maids, weaving in and out of the girls who were holding hands and singing.
In the evening, Yang Fan's neighbors quieted down. Wu Chongxun and An Le had gone to the Liang Household to stay up for the New Year. Li Chengqi and his five brothers, the Prince of Shouchun, had also gone to the Prince of Xiang's Residence. Although their residences were still brightly lit, there were only servants guarding the house, so it was not as lively as before. Only the Yang family was as lively as before.
In the depths of the hill by the western wall, there was a small pavilion surrounded by a white jade fence. Yang Fan filled Ning Ke's grave with new soil. He then opened the food box and placed a few cold foods and a few plates of dry food in front of the tombstone. Finally, he lit the gold, silver, and paper money he had brought with him. With a sudden burst of fire, the dark red ashes, accompanied by the sparks of fire, flew away like butterflies.
The crackling of firecrackers came from far and near, but it only made this place seem more deserted.
After paying his respects to Ning Ke, Yang Fan slowly walked out of the hill. The firecrackers in the courtyard were burning fiercely, crackling like a series of cannons. All the family members coming and going were wearing new clothes, their faces beaming with joy. The children of the Gu clan also came to visit from time to time. When they saw Yang Fan, they all greeted him.
As soon as he entered the reception hall of the rear residence, Yang Fan saw Yang Nianzu, carrying a goldfish lantern, staggering out of the reception hall as if he was drunk. When he went out, he even bumped his head against the door frame.
Yang Fan supported him and couldn't help laughing when he saw his son's drowsy eyes. The whole family had gotten up very early today. Yang Nianzu, who usually had the habit of taking afternoon naps, was too excited and hadn't slept at noon. It seemed that he was extremely sleepy.
Yang Fan rubbed his head and said, "You look sleepy. Go sleep!"
"I'm not sleepy. I want to stay up on New Year's Eve!"
Yang Nianzu shook his head. These days were the busiest days of the year, so he couldn't bear to sleep. He carried the goldfish lantern and staggered all the way, fighting tenaciously against sleep, waiting for the arrival of midnight.
Midnight had finally arrived. First, the bells and drums in the Chang 'an Palace rang together. The melodious bell and drum sound had just faintly passed into the ears, and then the bell and drum sounds of the Vermilion Bird Avenue, the workshops, temples, and Taoist temples rang together. The sound was far and near, loud and small, high and low, and it was an extremely shocking feeling.
It was time to say goodbye to the old year and welcome the new year.
Ma Han, the butler, said to Yang Fan with a smile, "Ah Lang, please have a seat of honor!"
The old butler of the Yang Mansion was surnamed Niu. Because the capital moved westward, the Yang Family also moved from Luoyang. Old Niu was old and his family lived in Luoyang, so he didn't come to Chang 'an with them. He resigned and went home to retire. Ma Han was the new butler hired by the Yang Family after they moved to Chang' an. He was extremely smart and capable.
Yang Fan was a little surprised and said with a smile, "What kind of rule is this? Do I have to have a seat of honor?"
Ma Han smiled and said, "Of course. Ah Lang, you are the head of the Yang Family. Your seniority and status are the most important. Of course, you have to have a seat of honor and accept the greetings of the whole family."
Yang Fan was really lacking in this aspect. He lost his family when he was young and wandered in Southeast Asia. The customs of Southeast Asia were different from those of the Central Plains. When he came of age, he returned to the Central Plains and built up the family business with his bare hands. He had never properly stayed up on New Year's Eve according to the customs of the Central Plains.
Yang Fan followed the butler's instructions and sat in the middle of the hall. He saw that there was another seat beside him, half a step back, and there were two more seats on the left and right. Xiao Man, Ah Nu, and Gu Zhuting walked in with a smile and bowed to Yang Fan in turn. Their voices were melodious, but it was unusually solemn.
Then, the three women returned to their seats one by one. Yang Sirong and Yang Nianzu were brought in front of Yang Fan and knelt down on the praying mat. The siblings sincerely kowtowed to their father and said in a crisp voice, "Fortune extends to a new day, longevity is boundless" and other auspicious words. At first, Yang Fan was a little amused, but gradually, he had a strange feeling.
Little Yang Ji was also placed on the cattail hassock by the wet nurse. Imitating his elder brother and sister, he cupped his hands and kowtowed to his parents. The little guy said something in a childish voice. Unfortunately, he could not speak clearly and his voice was too low. Besides, the sound of bells and drums and the exploding poles kept coming from far and near. No one could hear what he said except for himself.
After Yang Ji finished his congratulatory speech, he kowtowed very seriously. Although he looked like he was doing it, he lost his balance and almost fell over. Fortunately, he was smart and his buttocks tilted and fell to the side. The wet nurse caught him in one swift motion. Yang Fan couldn't help laughing out loud. As he laughed, his eyes became a little watery.
Yang Daier was still young, so she could only be carried by the wet nurse and kowtowed to her parents for the New Year. Then, starting from the butler Ma Han, the servants in the family kowtowed to the master and the mistress for the New Year. Xiao Man had already asked someone to prepare a basket of red envelopes. The basket was also wrapped with red silk and was placed beside Yang Fan. Yang Fan gave out the red envelopes one by one, and everyone was happy.
When the family finished their New Year's Eve dinner, it was almost midnight when they were able to rest. The family took a short nap, which only took more than two hours, before they were awakened again by the sound of bells and drums in the morning. Today, Yang Fan had to get up early to pay his New Year's greetings to the Emperor.
Butler Ma got up earlier than the master. When Yang Fan got up, he saw him instructing the family to erect a very long bamboo pole in the yard. A long silk flag embroidered with various auspicious animal patterns was hanging from the pole. Yang Fan didn't understand what it meant, so he just let him be.
When the family got up, breakfast was served on the table. There was a pot of "Tu Su Wine" on the table. This wine was made from a mixture of seven kinds of medicinal materials: rhubarb, atractylodes macrocephala, platycodon grandiflorum, Sichuan pepper, cinnamon, aconitum, and taowu. It was said that drinking Tu Su Wine could expel evil spirits, detoxify, and prolong life.
After listening to Butler Ma's explanation, Yang Fan smiled and was about to pick up the wine cup. Butler Ma hurriedly stopped him, "Ah Lang, wait a minute. Everyone in the family has to drink this wine, but we have to start from the youngest child."
Yang Fan asked curiously, "What's the rule?"
Butler Ma said with a smile, "It's a saying passed down from the older generation. When the young person gets to celebrate the New Year, he should drink wine first. When the old person loses the New Year, he should drink wine later. I'm just imitating them. "
Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh. He was in the prime of his life, so he couldn't be associated with the word "old person". However, his parents had passed away, and there was no one older than him in the Yang residence, so he could only be called an old person. When he was young, he lived in a poor mountain village. He couldn't remember if there was such a rule in the family when he was young. He just listened to others' arrangements.
Yang Fan stopped and said with a smile, "Then … we have to start with Daier. Come, bring my baby daughter over."
Yang Daier was carried by her wet nurse. She was wearing a bright new dress with a red dot between her eyebrows. She looked extremely cute. She was sucking her finger, her big black eyes staring curiously at her big brother Yang Nianzu, who was wearing a tiger-skin hat. She couldn't take her eyes off him.
When Yang Fan dipped his chopsticks in the Tu Su wine and approached her, the little girl turned to look at her father. As soon as she smelled the medicine, the little girl immediately frowned in alarm. She closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and resolutely turned her head to the side.
"Eh? This little girl is so smart! "
Yang Fan moved his chopsticks with a smile. Just as he touched her lips, the little girl quickly turned her head to the other side. Yang Sirong found it interesting and couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. The father and daughter argued for a long time. Finally, Yang Fan got his wish and dripped a drop of Tu Su wine into the little girl's mouth.
As soon as she tasted the Chinese medicine, the little girl immediately pursed her lips in grievance. Then, she slowly opened her mouth and burst into tears.
"Wa … Wa … Wu … Oh …"
Xiaoman put a drop of honey on her mouth at the right time. Yang Daier, who was crying in protest, was obviously stunned. She stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it tentatively. Then she quickly rolled the drop of honey into her mouth and tasted it with relish. Seeing this, Yang Fan burst into laughter again.
After Yang Daier finished the honey, she licked her lips as if she hadn't had enough. She opened her eyes and chased after Xiaoman's finger. As soon as Xiaoman's finger got a little closer, she stretched her neck. Looking at her eager look, it was really distressing. Xiaoman was softhearted and finally ordered another drop of honey for her. This time, Yang Daier opened her mouth early, like a yellow-beaked sparrow waiting to be fed.
"Hehe, the little girl is so strong. Her teeth are about to grow and she can bite people."
Xiaoman withdrew her finger and laughed happily. Yang Daier, who ate a drop of medicinal wine in exchange for two drops of honey, saw her aunt laugh. She also opened her mouth and showed a lovely smile.
After serving the little girl, it was easy for the other children. As long as Yang Fan stared at them, even Yang Ji had to be obedient. Yang Fan didn't believe that Tu Su wine had such an effect, but he still had to abide by the tradition. For example, at midnight, the family had to get together to pay a New Year's greeting to him, the head of the family. At first, he didn't think much of it, but he gradually felt that some rituals and rules were the foundation of family tradition and affection.
The breakfast on the first day of the New Year was different from usual. The first thing that was served was a green and spicy five-spice plate filled with garlic, garlic, chives, brassica, and coriander. It was said that eating five-spice plate could disperse the stagnant Qi in the five internal organs and prevent diseases.
The children also had their favorite food. A plate of "glue tooth starch" made of maltose was quickly divided up by the children. Taomei and Third Sister came up with two plates of steaming "prison pills". These prison pills were dumplings, but this was not the name in this era.
Yang Fan picked up a "prison pill" and ate it. He said to Xiaoman, "In a while, I will go to the court to pay my respects to the emperor. After the ceremony, there will be a palace banquet. Lu Maofeng was on duty last night, so I will go to replace him in the afternoon. Because there will be an exorcism dance in the palace at night, I have to make some arrangements for the security, so I can only come back in the evening."
Yang Fan told Xiaoman. Yang Sirong blinked her big eyes and looked at him. Yang Fan pinched her cheeks intimately and said, "Wild girl, you want to go out, right? Ask your mother to take you to the 'pass the throne' later. Father will come back in the evening and take you to Vermilion Bird Street to see the exorcism dance. Remember, when you go to other people's house, don't eat everything you see. If you are full, you won't be able to eat anything in the next house. "
Yang Sirong immediately became happy. She made a face at him and giggled.
On the first day of the first month in Tang, every family would hold a banquet. Neighbors and good friends would greet each other and eat at whoever they went. This was called "pass the throne". Yang Fan's neighbors were not at home during the New Year, but Zheng Furen's mansion was right behind, so he had to go.
Even though Gu Zhuting was a concubine, Yang Fan had always been very respectful to her parents, so he also had to go to the Gu family. At the same time, Yang Fan had some good friends in Chang 'an and colleagues in the officialdom, including Maqiao's mother and wife who had also moved from Luoyang. They lived in the square next door, so he also had to pay his respects.
Yang Fan said, "Today, wife will take the child to pass the throne to greet the New Year. A servant will stay in the mansion to receive people who come to pay their New Year's greetings. Xiao Ting is pregnant and didn't rest well yesterday. Rest well today. When we go on a parade tonight, we will go out as a family. Remember to prepare a walking carriage."
Yang Fan ordered one by one. His wife and concubines all nodded obediently, not having the slightest doubt about his arrangements. Yang Fan ate a plate of 'prison pills' and washed up. He then changed into court clothes and entered the palace. Hundreds of officials gathered outside the palace gate. There were indeed many officials who came today. The officials in the capital had to come. There were also relatives of the emperor and meritorious officials.
Fortunately, every year on the first day of the New Year, the officials in the capital had to pay their New Year's greetings to the emperor. Everyone was familiar with this set of rules and etiquette, so it was busy but not messy. Very quickly, everyone lined up according to the ranks of the civil officials, military officials, and the emperor's relatives and nobles. The same line was arranged according to the rank of the official.
When everyone saw each other, they naturally had to greet each other. As a result, the line was very messy. Imperial Censor Guanfeng, who was usually very strict, no longer had a scowl on his face. Instead, he smiled from ear to ear like everyone else. When he saw acquaintances or friends, he would also go forward to greet them.
When the auspicious hour arrived, the Prime Minister led the hundreds of officials into the palace. Wu Zetian was already sitting in the main hall to receive the greetings. There were too many officials in the capital. Those who usually didn't attend court were all here. Everyone took turns to go to the main hall to congratulate the emperor. The Prime Minister read to the emperor some cryptic and difficult to pronounce words. Immediately afterwards, the eunuchs would reply and express their thanks on behalf of the emperor.
After the officials in the capital finished paying their New Year's greetings, there were also officials from other prefectures and vassals who sent representatives to read the greetings in front of everyone. This torment lasted until noon. Even though the officials had eaten their fill in the morning, their stomachs were rumbling with hunger.
Fortunately, at this time the greetings finally ended. The emperor announced that a palace banquet would be held. Those who were not qualified to pay their respects to the emperor left the palace. Only the high-ranking civil and military officials could attend the banquet. Because the banquet was to be held at the Daming Palace, everyone swarmed over to the Daming Palace.
The envoys of Tubo, Turkic, Japanese and other countries in the capital also participated in the pilgrimage. At this time of national celebration, no one would be so tactful as to say anything unpleasant. The Tubo and Turkic envoys did not say anything inappropriate, but as soon as they sat down, the Tubo and Turkic envoys gathered together and whispered to each other, their expressions heavy.
The Tubo envoy Lun Misha saw that the Turkic envoy Mo Hegan was deeply worried. He looked to his left and right and said in a low voice, "Honorable envoy, don't worry. My King has personally led the army to the Six Zhao to quell the rebellion. My King will be able to quell the rebellion very quickly. When the time comes, he will take advantage of his victory and send his army to attack your country from both sides. "
Hearing this, Mo Hegan's eyes lit up. "Really? That's good. Otherwise, I'm afraid our two countries will have to return empty-handed this time. "
Among the Great Zhou civil and military officials, the two brothers Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong no longer tried to reconcile with Wei Yuanzhong, Song Jing and the others. Everyone naturally formed different social circles and chatted happily.
The palace maids entered one by one. 'Sweet Dew Soup', 'Spirit Dispelling Grilled', 'Goose and Duck Grilled', 'Deer Tail Sauce', 'Red Clear Incense', 'Camel Hoof Soup', 'Bright Prawn Grilled', 'Jade Dew Dumpling', 'Phoenix Fetus', 'Snow Baby', 'Imperial Queen Mother Rice' and other major dishes of the imperial banquet were served.
The ingredients were expensive and the cooking was top-notch. However, for such a large banquet, many of the dishes could only be prepared in advance. By the time they were served, the food was already half cold and the taste was greatly affected. Fortunately, those who were qualified to attend the imperial banquet did not come for the food. The banquet was still bustling with noise and excitement.
Wu Zetian had been in the court for a whole morning, receiving all the officials to see the Emperor. She was already exhausted, so she only sat for a short while at the imperial banquet. She accepted the toasts of the officials and returned a toast to them before returning to the palace. Once the Emperor left, the officials were even more at ease. The imperial banquet did not end until late at night.
Yang Fan only sat in the hall for a while. As soon as the Emperor left, he toasted a cup of wine to familiar friends and fellow officials, then left Daming Palace with the excuse of inspecting the palace. Yang Fan first went to replace Lu Maofeng and sat for a while. He waited for Dugu Huizhi and Huang Xuchang to arrive and inquire about the security arrangements for the night before leaving.
Yang Fan wandered around the palace for a while before sneaking into Wan 'er's residence. Wan 'er left the imperial banquet with Wu Zetian. She did not eat well at the imperial banquet. When she came back, she asked someone to prepare a few exquisite dishes. With Fu Qingqing accompanying her, the two of them sat across from each other and drank.
When Yang Fan arrived, Fu Qingqing naturally excused herself. Yang Fan ate with Wan 'er and talked about how he let Dai' er drink Tu Su wine this morning, which made Wan 'er giggle.
"Tomorrow, I will go back to Mother's place."
As they spoke, Wan 'er suddenly said something out of the blue.
In the Tang Dynasty, there was no lunar calendar and solar calendar, so New Year's Day and New Year's Day were the same day. There were seven days off on New Year's Day, three days before New Year's Day, and three days after New Year's Day. However, Wan 'er was a female official of the inner court. Three days before New Year's Day, she had to deal with the details of the celebration in the palace. On the first day of the New Year, she had to accompany the Emperor to receive the officials. So she could only visit her relatives three days before the annual meeting.
Yang Fan squeezed her soft little hand and smiled mysteriously. "Yes! The door of the Yang Residence's backyard is locked. Do you want me to stand by the door to welcome you? "
Wan 'er lightly spat at him and said, "I want to see my daughter. I haven't seen Dai' er for a long time and miss her. What are you thinking about?"
Yang Fan blinked and smiled. "I didn't say anything else. I also miss her … very much."
Wan 'er blushed. She clenched her fist and gently punched his shoulder. She snuggled into his arms and said in a faint voice, "I don't know when I can be with Langjun for a long time."
Yang Fan comforted her. "It's much more convenient for you to leave the palace now. It's not bad for the time being. At home, Xiao Man usually took care of the shop and didn't feel bored. A 'Nu felt a bit bored staying at home all day. Now that you are dealing with government affairs in front of the Emperor, you are used to being energetic. If you were to be a canary now, trapped in the house every day and only occasionally going out to shop, you would lose a lot of the charm of life. I'm afraid you wouldn't feel happy. Maybe when you get older, you will be able to control yourself. "
Wan 'er coquettishly said, "You have no conscience. I know you don't miss me."
Yang Fan said, "Of course not. I just want to make you feel better. Haha, now that Second Zhang is meddling in the palace and outside, his desire for power is much greater than before. As a result, you have more and more opportunities to leave the palace. Didn't the Emperor allow you to leave the palace for three days every ten days? For us, absence makes the heart grow fonder. "
Wan 'er lightly spat at him, but she also agreed with what he said. When Yang Fan mentioned Second Zhang, Wan 'er suddenly became alert. She reminded him, "Langjun, don't be so close to them in the future."
Yang Fan nodded. "Don't worry. I haven't visited Second Zhang's place for a long time. I don't even go to King Liang's. At today's imperial banquet, I only followed a large group of people and toasted them. I don't plan on going to their manor. Haha, if I don't take a clear stand now, I'm afraid I won't be able to clear my name when the time comes. "
Wan 'er nodded and said softly, "Since Second Zhang was impeached, and he was humiliated by Song Jing at the banquet with the Turkic envoy, Second Zhang has been meeting with his henchmen. It seems like he is plotting something."
Yang Fan sighed and said, "I know. The officials in the court believe that the crown prince's position is already set, and the Wu family is no longer a threat. Although the world is still the Zhou Dynasty, once the Emperor returns, it will naturally return to Li Tang. Only Second Zhang's power is growing day by day, and they serve the Emperor. They can easily isolate the outside world from the outside world. All the officials are afraid of them, so they want to get rid of them.
But what about Second Zhang? They are also blinded by their desire for power. They still don't understand that their power is like a tree without roots. Only without power can they avoid disaster. Seeking power is seeking disaster. Instead, they have become even worse. This battle between them is bound to happen sooner or later. I only hope that if the officials are defeated, the Crown Prince or the Prince of Xiang will not be implicated. Otherwise, King Liang will see the opportunity and fish in troubled waters. "
Wan 'er shook her head. "Wei and the other loyal officials can't wait to deal with Second Zhang. In your servant's opinion, it is unwise. As long as the Emperor lives, he will not let anyone harm them."
For some reason, Yang Fan suddenly thought of Xue Huaiyi, who was living in Great Cloud Temple. He thought for a moment, then said leisurely, "Perhaps, but … nothing is absolute in this world …"
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