"Erlang's accent is a little foreign. He doesn't seem to be from Luoyang."
After the song and dance ended, everyone returned to their seats. After drinking a cup of wine, Shen Mu took advantage of the warm atmosphere and started to get closer to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled, "Brother Shen has good ears. I grew up in Jiaozhi and only arrived in Luoyang at the end of last year."
"Jiaozhi? That's not near! "
Shen Mu's eyes flashed and asked, "May I know why Erlang left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to Luoyang?"
"Little Brother …"
Before Yang Fan could finish, Di Renjie suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Where did this unfilial son go? Get Qing Yuan here! "
Yang Fan and Shen Mu looked at Di Renjie and saw him glaring angrily. Shu Asheng was standing at the side and waving at the outside of the forest. After a while, two servants escorted a handsome manservant into the bamboo forest. When the manservant saw Di Renjie, he called out timidly, "Ah Lang …"
Di Renjie said angrily, "I'm asking you, where did San Lang go?"
Qing Yuan stammered, "I … I … I really don't know …"
Di Renjie slapped the table with a 'bang', causing the cups and plates to clatter. "Bastard! You still want to fool me! I'm not dead yet and you want Di Guangzhao to be the head of the household? You don't even dare to answer my questions! "
Qing Yuan was so scared that she knelt on the ground and said, "Ah Lang, please don't be angry. Ah Lang, please don't be angry."
As it turned out, although Di Renjie was unhappy that Di Guangzhao was not able to attend the banquet, he was no longer angry after the two side shi furen quietly consoled him. After all, Di Guangzhao was his son and the youngest. Once his anger subsided, he couldn't help but feel pity for him. He asked Shu Asheng to prepare a table of food and wine for Di Guangzhao.
Qing Yuan was thinking that if someone outside asked, she would say that San Langjun was resting. She didn't expect Shu Asheng to bring a table of food and wine. Qing Yuan mumbled something in her room. She only said that San Langjun was asleep, but her voice sounded a little timid because it was her steward who asked the question.
How could Shu Asheng believe him? He also knew that Ah Lang bestowed this table of noodles to show his tender affection toward his youngest son. How could he not deliver this kind intention? So he asked Qing Yuan to open the door and bring the food and wine inside. This time, Qing Yuan panicked and revealed a flaw in her words, causing Shu Asheng to become suspicious.
Seeing that the door didn't open, Shu Asheng called someone to go around to the back window to take a look. The window was unlatched, and when they pushed the window open, it was the bedroom, but there was no sign of Di Guangzhao. Shu Asheng knew that Di Guangzhao wasn't in, so he ordered Qing Yuan to open the door. This time, Qing Yuan didn't dare to resist, and could only obediently open the door.
Shu Asheng rushed into the room, but he could not find San Langjun. He hurried back to report to Di Renjie.
When Qing Yuan saw that her Ah Lang was furious, she didn't dare to keep quiet, so she obediently told him the truth. Di Renjie originally thought that his third son couldn't bear the loneliness after being quiet for two days, so he slipped out to indulge in debauchery again. When he heard from Qing Yuan that there was a gathering of people to 'persuade' Di Guangzhao, and that he was unwilling to be left out, he ran over to join in.
Di Renjie trembled for a while, then he shouted in pain, "This old man's reputation is going to be ruined by this unfilial son …"
Di Renjie was so angry that he started coughing. Di Guangsi and Di Guangyuan quickly went to support him. Di Guangsi patted his father's back and comforted him, "Father, don't be angry!" He then turned to Qing Yuan and shouted, "Good dog! Tell me quickly, when will they persuade him to enter? "
When Qing Yuan saw that Ah Lang was so angry, she didn't dare to protect her young master anymore. She hurriedly replied, "Not yet! I heard that they agreed to go to the Gate of Heaven to persuade him to enter at this time! "
Di Guangyuan looked up at the sky and said to Di Renjie, "Father, please calm down. Maybe there's still time. I'll go bring him back!"
Yang Fan said, "Brother Guangyuan, I'll go with you!"
Di Guangyuan said, "Good! Let's go now! "
Di Renjie coughed a few times, his face was red as he waved his hand and said, "You guys go quickly. You must catch this unfilial son and don't let him participate in the persuasion!"
The Di family raised a few good horses. Yang Fan and Di Guangyuan each rode a horse and left the Di residence in a hurry. They galloped straight to the north of the city.
The two of them galloped all the way and passed the Tianjin bridge. From afar, they could see thousands of people swarming towards the Gate of Heaven. There were less than a thousand people petitioning today, but there were more than three to four thousand people who heard the news and came to see what was going on. Such a large number of people swarmed towards the Gate of Heaven.
The guards of the Gate of Heaven did not know what was going on. They hurriedly sent out a warning for reinforcements. The guards of the palace unsheathed their swords and loaded their arrows, putting on a serious posture.
Di Guangyuan was shocked and said, "There are so many people, all kinds of people, good people and snakes mixed together. Where are we going to find the third brother?"
Yang Fan said, "The third young master is the son of Master Di. I'm afraid they value the third young master's identity. If that's the case, the third young master should be a leading figure!"
Di Guangyuan was startled by his words and said, "That's right! Let's go! "
The two of them galloped their horses and chased ahead.
If they continued forward, they would be close to the palace. Without the permission of the Empress, horses were not allowed to gallop here. When the imperial guards heard the news and saw that there were people galloping over, they immediately raised their spears and formed a forest of spears. In the middle, a leader held his saber and shouted, "Stop! Whoever dares to gallop in the palace must be tired of living! "
Yang Fan and Di Guangyuan both came from the banquet and were dressed in casual clothes. Di Guangyuan took out his fish talisman and hurriedly flashed it and shouted, "General Di Guangyuan of the Imperial Guards is here, who dares to stop me!"
The leader of the guards did not give him any face. He rolled his eyes and coldly scolded, "This is the palace! General, do you have the permission of the Empress to ride horses in the palace? "
Yang Fan took out his Hundred Riding Fish Talisman and flashed it at him and shouted, "Get out of the way!"
When the leader saw the two words' Hundred Riding Fish Talisman ', he hurriedly turned sideways and waved his hand. More than ten of his subordinates put away their spears with a' shua 'sound and made way. The two of them lifted the reins and rushed out.
"There he is!"
The two of them chased to the front and indeed saw Di Guangzhao. Di Guangzhao was walking in the group of people behind Imperial Messenger Fu Youyi. A few days ago, he had been taught a lesson by his father and his buttocks were injured. The way he walked was very weird, so he was more conspicuous. Yang Fan and Fu Youyi were riding on their horses and looked down from above. They saw him at a glance.
Di Guangyuan gritted his teeth and was about to turn his horse to the front. Yang Fan had an idea and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Brother Di, please wait! If you and I rush forward like this, everyone will notice us. No one will pay attention to us now, but when people talk about the situation here and ask about San Langjun's identity, we will inevitably embarrass Master Di. You and I will get down from our horses and blend into the crowd. We will quietly kidnap San Langjun! "
Di Guangyuan was confused because of his concern. After being reminded by Yang Fan, he realized that it was indeed not advisable to directly stop his horse to the front. He hurriedly agreed and got down from his horse.
The two of them were dressed in casual clothes. These commoners who came clamoring were from all walks of life. Other than the leaders, Fu Youyi and Monk Yuan Shu, most of them did not know the identities of the other people. They did not know what Yang Fan and Di Guangyuan were here for.
The two of them blended into the crowd and hurried forward. At this moment, the group of people who were trying to persuade them to enter the "Ze Tian Gate". The guards at the gate used their shields and knives to set up a huge shield wall. A junior colonel stood in front of them with a knife in his hand. He shouted with a murderous aura, "Stop! If you take another step, you will be killed!"
Fu Youyi raised both of his hands and stopped the advancing crowd. He took three steps forward alone. His face was red with excitement and his voice trembled as he said, "I … Imperial Messenger Fu Youyi, together with the officials and people of Luoyang and the people of various places, have jointly written a petition. We respectfully ask the Empress to follow the will of heaven and the will of the people to ascend the throne!"
Di Guangzhao stood in the crowd and looked at him. He was so envious that his eyes were red. Although he was one of the leading figures in the persuasion, there was a world of difference between one and the only one. Fu Youyi held the name list and stood at the front. He was the initiator. Once the Empress Dowager ascended the throne, his contribution …
Just as Di Guangyuan was thinking this jealously, two people suddenly appeared on his left and right. The one on the left came close to him, put one hand around his waist, and the other on his shoulder, as if they were acquaintances, and took a step back with a grin on his face. Di Guangzhao only felt that his waist was being held by an arm that was like an iron hoop. His shoulder was being held and half of his body was numb. He was dragged into the crowd. He could not help but be shocked and angry.
He was about to open his mouth to shout when the person on the right had already turned in front of him. His eyes were spitting fire as he shouted in a low voice, "San Lang, if you want to end your life in the Di family, then shout!"
When Di Guangzhao saw the look in his second brother's eyes, he was so scared that his heart turned cold. He did not dare to respond. After a moment of hesitation, he was quickly dragged to the back of the crowd by the two people.
Fu Youyi stood at the front, completely unaware of what was happening behind him. He held a thick stack of names, handprints and a cross high above his head. He took three steady steps forward. His knees bent and he knelt straight on the ground. Using all the strength in his body, he shouted, "Respectfully inviting the Empress to ascend the throne and become the Emperor!"
The people at the back all stretched their necks to see his movements. When they heard him shout, they immediately knelt down and shouted, "Respectfully inviting the Empress to ascend the throne and become the Emperor!"
It was just that these people had not practiced before. When the people at the front knelt down, they shouted. When the people at the back saw the people at the front knelt down, they only started to kneel down. So the shouting did not have the slightest bit of grandeur.
The officer holding the sabre saw the situation and took two steps back. He suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "You all wait, do not act rashly!" When he finished, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Quickly report to the Empress!"
At this moment, Yang Fan and Di Guangyuan had already dragged Di Guangzhao out of the crowd of petitioners. They passed through the crowd of onlookers and found their two horses. With their backs facing the Gate of Heaven, they headed into the distance.
…
In the Hall of Martial Accomplishment, Wu Chengsi and Wu Sansi, who had been waiting for news in the palace, appeared. They were excitedly reporting to Wu Zetian the news of the people urging the Empress to ascend the throne and become the Emperor.
"Haha, ridiculous, really ridiculous. I am a woman and also the Empress Dowager of the Tang dynasty. Why would I become the Emperor? Could it be that I would steal my son's country? "
Wu Zetian laughed and said to Wan 'er, "Wan' er, don't you think these people are completely muddle-headed?"
Wan 'er chuckled and said, "The people are simple. They only want the Empress to treat them well and hope that the Empress will be the rightful ruler of the world."
Wu Zetian's face cleared up. Wu Chengsi quickly said, "Yes, the Empress is right. There are also people from far away who came from Chang 'an to persuade the Empress. The Empress becoming the Emperor is what the people want!"
Wu Chengsi did not want to be left behind, so he quickly added, "Abbot Yuan Shu of the Heavenly Temple has also brought many monks here. Yuan Shu said that the Empress of Heaven is the reincarnation of Maitreya, so you should be the Jambu Ti Master and unite the world!"
Wu Zetian said with a faint smile, "The Jambu Bodhi to unify the world? Haha, this old monk also came to join in the fun! "
Wu Zetian waved her hand and said lightly, "Let the Empress Dowager stay in the palace. Tell them to go back to their own fields and do their work well. Don't listen to people and come to the palace to cause trouble. "
Wu Sansi was stunned and said in surprise, "The Empress, this … this is what the people want! If the Empress refuses the people's request, the people will be disappointed! "
Shanghai Wan 'er glanced at him and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes, "Idiot! Even if the previous Emperor passed away, the Crown Prince appointed by the Edict would still need hundreds of requests from the officials before he is willing to ascend to the throne. If the Empress agreed so eagerly, wouldn't you be belittling your own status? You don't even understand this! "
Sure enough, Wu Zetian's expression became colder and she ordered, "Do as I say!"
Wu Sansi did not dare to persuade her anymore and quickly replied, "Yes!"
Wu Sansi turned around and was about to leave when Wu Zetian continued, "Although that Fu Youyi is a troublemaker, his thoughts are for the country and the people. Hmm … go and pass the Edict. Fu Youyi will be promoted by one level and promoted to Rank-5. Tell him to do his work well in the future!"
…
"Father …"
Di Guangzhao was brought back to the Di residence by Di Guangyuan and Yang Fan. When he saw his angry father, his face turned pale.
Di Guangyuan briefly explained to his father how he had brought Di Guangzhao back. Di Renjie glared at Di Guangzhao for a long time after listening to the story. However, he could only shake his head in the end. He waved his hand dejectedly and said, "Take him away and guard him. Tomorrow, send him back to his hometown in Taiyuan to guard the ancestral shrine!"
Di Guangzhao turned pale with fright and quickly begged, "Father, I know I was wrong. Father, please spare me!"
Di Renjie painfully said, "Take him away!"
Di Guangyuan saw his father like this and quickly pulled his third brother away. Di Renjie looked up to the sky and sighed. He then bowed to Yang Fan and said, "Nephew, this old man is indebted to you today!"
Yang Fan quickly dodged to the side and said, "Uncle, this is too much for Yang Fan. I don't deserve it, I really don't deserve it."
Di Renjie said, "You saved this old man's life. Although this old man is grateful, I don't take it to heart. But today, you saved this old man's reputation. This kindness is heavy, how can this old man not remember it? "
Di Renjie looked at Yang Fan and felt that he was young and promising. He was respectful and polite, and he was able to save Blacktooth Chang's youngest son. Compared to his San Lang, he couldn't help but feel sad. He sighed and said to Yang Fan, "How old is Erlang?"
Yang Fan said, "This nephew has just turned eighteen!"
Di Renjie said gently, "Mm! You will be considered an adult in another two years. You have no relatives or elders in Luoyang. This' crowning 'ceremony, this old man will host it for you, okay? "
When he said this, it meant that he wanted to raise Yang Fan as his own nephew. Yang Fan was overjoyed and quickly bowed, "This nephew can't ask for more!"
"Good, very good!"
Di Renjie laughed and said, "Then this old man will have to think of a courtesy name for you."
He paced a few steps and thought about it while stroking his beard. Suddenly, he turned around and said to Yang Fan, "Yuan, big; Fang, noble. This old man will give you a courtesy name — 'Yuan Fang'. What do you think? "
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