The small sedan chair creaked as it moved toward the western part of the city. Yang Ling rode on the horse. Occasionally he turned his head and saw Tang Yixian had lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and was leaning against the window, staring at him in a daze. He couldn't help but rein in the horse's reins and said with a smile, "Xian 'er, what's the matter?"
Tang Yixian quickly shook her head and said, "Just now I was a little dizzy, so I leaned against the window to get some air. I'm much better now."
Yang Ling did not suspect anything and said with a smile, "When we get back, I'll let Wen Xin take a look at you." He then ordered the sedan chair bearers, "Walk slower, Miss is not feeling well." Then he kicked the horse's pedal and hurried back to the sedan chair.
Tang Yixian gently lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and sighed faintly. From her first meeting with Xiao Huang … the Emperor at Datong, to the Capital, when Cher and Yu 'er, the two sisters, addressed each other as cousin-in-law, the quick-witted Tang Yixian had already guessed how her identity would suddenly change and become Yang Ling's cousin.
It turned out that it was not Mr. Yang who fancied Sister Yu and conveniently redeemed her and Cher, but it was Xiao Huang who fancied her and conveniently helped the marriage between Yu 'er, Cher and Mr. Yang. No wonder … when she had just moved into the Yang House, Mr. Yang was even more polite to her than Yu' er and Cher.
Tang Yixian suddenly felt as if she had fallen into a dream. The little girl who was once at the mercy of others had now become the cousin of the Tidu of the Inner Works, the woman whom the current Emperor liked. Her dreamy eyes were wide open, and she was at a loss of what to do.
She had originally thought that the one who redeemed her was Mr. Yang, and he was also the hero she admired the most. Since he liked her, for a girl who had no ability to choose her fate, what better ending could there be? She had thought that she would be a member of the Yang Family for the rest of her life, who knew …
Did Mr. Yang not like me? Tang YiXian's thoughts went back and forth, recalling all the past events, she suddenly realized that other than her own one-sided admiration, the two of them had never spoken a single word of understanding, not even a single joke.
There was a sudden panic in her heart: for a girl who had made up her mind that she was committed to him, to find that it was all wishful thinking, she felt a sudden emptiness. As for Emperor Zhengde … he's the Son of Heaven. Does he really like me?
At this moment, a horse galloped over from the front. Because the horse's speed was too fast, it brushed past the carriage bridge. Only then did the horse hurriedly pull on the reins and turn back. Riding the horse to the front of Yang Ling, he cupped his fists in salute and said, "Sir, urgent report from the Inner Yard!"
Yang Ling hurriedly asked, "What's so urgent?"
The horseman replied, "There's news from Datong that the prison of the Inspector-General's Yamen has been broken into and the Maitreya Cult bandit Liu Feiwu has been rescued."
"Hmm?" Yang Ling squinted his eyes as he listened, "Rescued? She's not an important person, the government won't rescue her. As for the Maitreya Cult, since they could kill her father to cut off her path of retreat, she would be an abandoned chess piece once arrested, why would they risk breaking into the prison to rescue her? "
Yang Ling thought about it in a daze. He suddenly remembered that he was naked on the bed in Datong's House of Beauties. He suddenly turned his head and looked at her. Liu Feiwu opened her mouth wide in shock, then tilted her head and 'fainted' in self-deception. He suddenly felt a little funny in his heart: A little girl who can't do anything evil, living alone in prison for the rest of her life, it's really a little pitiful. If she escaped, then so be it.
In a flash, a beautiful and enchanting scene suddenly appeared in his mind. Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly focused his mind to block the beautiful silhouette with her hair spread out like a waterfall from his mind. He saw that the guard was still looking at him and could not help but blush. He said, "Now Dongchang is doing a great job in suppressing the evil cult, this matter will naturally be handled by Dongchang, you don't have to interfere. What else do you want?"
Fan Zi said, "There's one more thing, Master Gao has already thought of a way to deal with the evil cult people being tortured and fainted."
Yang Ling's body shook. He saw that all around him were his own guards and the commoners were far away. He hurriedly asked, "You have a way?"
Master Gao was naturally Gao Wenxin. She was a female medical officer with a high rank. Everyone in the Yang House addressed her as Miss Gao. The people in the inner court did not dare to break the rules, so they addressed her by her official rank. She treated Tang Yixian for a period of time but did not see any obvious effect. So she temporarily put it aside and turned to study the secret of Wang Long's automatic fainting. Unexpectedly, she really found a way.
Fan Zi said, "Yes, Wang Long has been tortured but he has already confessed. Master Gao sent me to inform you."
Yang Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Quick, go back immediately."
The group of people hurriedly returned to Gao Village. Yang Ling watched Tang Yixian's small sedan chair land on the ground. He dismounted and said, "Xian 'er, tell Biao Sao that I will first go to the mountains to take care of official business."
When Tang Yixian heard the two words' Biao Sao 'again, her heart was filled with mixed feelings. She hesitated for a moment. She felt that Jieyu and Xiuhua were very suspicious and kept asking about her identity. It was very likely that they were Mr Yang's enemies who wanted to blackmail him. This matter must be known to him. So she took a step forward and softly said, "Biao … Brother, I have something to tell you."
Yang Ling looked at her doubtfully. Tang Yixian pulled him aside and whispered to him. Xiuhua used witchcraft to interrogate her about her identity. Then she said, "It's strange. Although I feel dizzy, I can clearly remember what they asked. That's why I feel nauseous. Xian 'er thinks … these two girls most likely have ill intentions towards Biao Sao. You must be careful."
Yang Ling listened to her describing the situation of the woman using the Jade Buddha. He already understood that it should be something like hypnotism. Tang Yixian's head injury must have affected some of her functions. That's why she was not confused.
Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he secretly raised his vigilance. It seemed that someone wanted to make a big deal out of Tang Yixian's identity. This matter was not confidential enough to begin with. In the end, it couldn't be hidden from these people.
Yang Ling secretly thought of a countermeasure. He comforted Tang Yixian and said, "Don't worry. There are many people inside and outside the court who want to harm Biao Sao. Their plots and tricks can't touch me. Go back and rest. When I go down the mountain, I will bring Wen Xin to see you."
Tang Yixian nodded obediently. She followed the maids and the sedan chair bearers back to the courtyard. Yang Ling got on the horse and galloped straight to the inner factory. Yang Ling accompanied by Peng Jizu entered the dungeon specially set up for the inner factory. This was a dungeon built in the middle of the mountain. Outside the iron gate was the camp of the inner factory. It could be said that once you entered this dungeon, it would be impossible to escape even if you had wings.
Following the gloomy tunnel, he turned into a cell. Liu Biao, Gao Wenxin and a few other foreigners were in the cell. When they saw him, they hurriedly stood up. Gao Wenxin was dressed in a white silk embroidered robe. Her tall peach figure was exquisite and exquisite. Her moon white skirt was pressed down by a blue palace sash. Even though she was in this dungeon that didn't see the light of day, her skin still appeared whiter than snow. She looked like a pear blossom.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Ling saw Gao Wenxin, he frowned and lightly said, "Why are you in the dungeon? I told you to think about how to stop Wang Long from automatically fainting. I didn't ask you to come to this place. These people's torture skills can make gods cry and ghosts howl. I'm not afraid of scaring you. "
Although Yang Ling rebuked her incessantly as soon as they met, he couldn't hide his thoughtfulness in his words. Hearing this, Gao Wenxin's heart sweetened. She smiled faintly and said, "Daren, they didn't torture Wang Long."
"Didn't torture? If they didn't torture, how …? "Yang Ling turned his head to look at the wall and couldn't help but jump in fright.
Wang Long was shackled to the pillar. On the left and right walls, there was a torch. The flames flickered, reflecting the silver light on Wang Long's head. Wang Long was a burly man. Since he was born, he had been tortured to the capital. He was so skinny that he was only skin and bones. His eye sockets were deep and frightening. Now, his black hair had been shaved and was full of shining silver needles. The needles trembled on top of his head like spikes. Even Yang Ling felt his heart go numb.
He looked at Gao Wenxin with a strange gaze. Although she was doing her best to help him, he still felt uncomfortable seeing a girl so ruthless.
Gao Wenxin had already sensed it. She glared at him reproachfully and went forward to pick up the silver needles. At the same time, she explained, "His body is too weak. He can no longer endure the torture. Moreover, this hypnosis technique has been used too often. It has already injured his head. If I don't use the silver needles to unblock his blood vessels, this person will become an idiot."
Only then did Yang Ling understand. He could not help but smile at her apologetically. He asked embarrassedly, "Has he confessed?"
Gao Wenxin made an 'oh' sound but did not comment. Liu Biao saw that the two of them were talking in riddles and hurriedly came to the rescue, "Yes, his confession is recorded here. Daren, please take a look."
Yang Ling saw that Wang Long had not woken up yet. He moved closer to the table. Liu Biao held up the candle. Yang Ling read it carefully. He put down the record and said, "He has confessed everything he knows. Unfortunately, we have almost understood everything he knows. The Grinding Officer, Sir Liu, has also been dug out by the court. This time, it seems that the Maitreya Sect in Datong has really been uprooted. "
Yang Ling shook his head regretfully. Suddenly he remembered Jieyu Shyflower in the Leopard Garden. His eyes brightened. "Liu Biao, when he wakes up, force out all of the Maitreya Sect's incision codes. I have great use for them!"
Liu Biao respectfully complied. Yang Ling smiled at Gao Wenxin. "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go down the mountain together."
Gao Wenxin was delighted to hear his invitation. Yang Ling had someone carry her to the needle box. The two left the inner yard. They abandoned the sedan chair and walked down the mountain. The crowd followed far behind. Yang Ling said, "Xian 'er is a little dizzy today. Go and take a look at her later. This matter …"
He turned his gaze and saw that Gao Wenxin's originally happy face had turned cold. As soon as she saw him looking at her, Gao Wenxin quickly turned her head away. But in that instant, Yang Ling clearly saw the flash in her eyes. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Wen Xin, what's wrong?"
Gao Wenxin couldn't help but quietly say, "I would rather be like before, a maid in the Yang House. Now every time I go to the Yang House, I feel like an outsider. Daren, you … when you don't need me to do something, you don't call me over anymore."
Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You little girl, how can you be so picky? You used to be a maid in the mansion. Do I need to call you over? If you don't stay in the Yang House, where else can you go? Now, you've just built a low wall and carved out a separate courtyard. Everyone in the mansion thinks of you as an outsider. Not only does Young-niang call you over every day, but Cher and Yu Er also call you over. "
Gao Wenxin turned her head to look at him. Unconvinced, she said, "That's different. They and I are sworn sisters. It's not like they call me over because you want them to."
Yang Ling rolled his eyes and helplessly said, "It's not my intention. Even if it's the Jinlan sisters, do you think they can casually come over?"
Gao Wenxin was startled. Her beautiful eyes suddenly overflowed with pleasant surprise. She mumbled, "You … you mean …?"
Yang Ling softly said, "Your cousin is a scholar. Scholars all have their own stubbornness. There are some principles that can't be explained with words. One day, he has to experience it himself and comprehend it. Right now, I can't force him.
Everyone has their own ambitions. Since he's dissatisfied with me now, I have no choice but to carve out a separate courtyard for you two. But now you're no longer making house calls. Relying on that meager salary of the imperial court, you still have to support the siblings … Ai! You're also a young miss. Now that there's no one to serve you, how would you know how to manage the household? Young-niang and the others also understand my intentions. They often invite you over because they're afraid that you'll feel wronged. "
Gao Wenxin's nose turned sour. Tears were already brimming in her eyes. She covered her lips and turned her head away. After walking for a while, she suddenly turned back. A pair of bright black eyes stared at Yang Ling. She lightly smiled and said, "At least you … have a conscience. When the time comes … I won't make you lose too much face."
As she spoke, her beautiful jade-like cheeks suddenly seemed to be smeared with two pieces of rouge. Her white cheeks were flushed with an indescribable charm.
Yang Ling was stunned and asked, "What matter won't make me lose too much face?"
Gao Wenxin snorted. The tip of her nose turned up. She proudly said with a bit of mischievousness, "It's the date we've agreed on. I've already inquired about it. Taoist master Zhang has never been wrong in his fortune-telling. He said that your fortune, fortune and longevity, three stars will gather in your palace. Your life will be indescribably noble. Mr Yang is a man of his word. When the time comes, I'll be waiting for you … waiting for you to marry into my western courtyard with a red veil."
As Gao Wenxin spoke, she herself felt embarrassed. Before she could finish, she blushed and hurriedly rushed down the mountain. These days, Yang Ling was busy with work. She lived in another courtyard. Although Young-niang and the other two were well-behaved and invited her to visit the house every day, it was not convenient. She did not even have a chance to talk to Yang Ling alone.
Therefore, although the two of them had a prior agreement, Gao Wenxin's heart was always indecisive, worrying about gains and losses. Today, with great difficulty, she managed to seize the opportunity to be alone with him, so she took the opportunity to remind him once more: When the snow falls this year, it will be the day she, Gao Wenxin, puts on the wedding dress and marries into the Yang residence.
When Yang Ling heard what she said, he suddenly remembered that it was already the season of 'seeing the apricot blossoms in the third month of spring'. According to his own calculations, he would live for two years by November at the latest. These days, he had been busy all day. The thought of how many days he had left to live had faded away. Could he really get through this crisis, turn danger into safety, and live to a ripe old age?
Yang Ling remembered that Taoist master Zhang once said that he had never stopped fighting in his life. He thought about it carefully. From that small Chicken Crow Inn, to the capital, to Jiangnan, to Datong, no matter what he did, he really killed and killed. Moreover, every time he killed someone, he would be promoted to a higher position, a higher salary, and a higher reputation. Was Taoist master Zhang's prediction really so accurate?
Yang Ling recalled that Master Zhang had said that he had never stopped using weapons in his life. Thinking about it carefully, from the small Chicken Crowing Inn to the capital, to Jiangnan, to Datong, no matter what he did, he had always been accompanied by killing and soldiers. Furthermore, every time he killed someone, his position, salary, or reputation would increase. Was Master Zhang's predictions really that accurate?
Yang Ling could not help but stop in his tracks. The anxiety and urgency in his heart was the same as when the results of the college entrance examination were released. His legs and stomach were trembling. He could not help but recite the self-created prayer that he would pray for every exam when he was a student: "Heaven and Earth, inside and outside the world, all deities, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, spirits, ghosts, and all those with magic power, bless me!"
Yang Ling could not help but stop in his tracks. The anxiety and urgency in his heart was the same as when the results of the college entrance examination were released. His legs and stomach were trembling. He could not help but recite the self-created prayer that he would pray for every exam when he was a student: "Heaven and earth, inside and outside the world, all deities, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, spirits, and spirits, all those with magic power, bless me!"
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Tang Yixian sat on the chair. Gao Wenxin gently took out a silver needle from the back of her neck and said softly: "How is it? Does it hurt?"
"Yes! Wenxin jiejie is the number one female godly doctor in the capital, after this injection I feel much better, "Tang YiXian looked at Gao Wenxin whose eyes were full of joy and asked," Gao jiejie, you like da... biaoge very much? "
"Yes?" Gao Wenxin's hand froze. Her face turned red. Everyone in the Yang Residence could see her affection for Yang Ling. Even the old dog raised by the family of the executives would wag its tail when it saw her, as if it had seen its mistress. But no one had broken through this layer of window paper. This girl …
Tang Yixian smiled and said, "Good sister, don't be shy, there's no one else here, I'm his cousin, cousin is like a wooden person, maybe I can help you out and talk to him."
Gao Wenxin hesitated for a moment. She nodded shyly and quickly went behind her. She was not in her sight. Her embarrassment was slightly relieved. Tang YiXian frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "Sister Gao, I heard that you were punished by the officials and it was very pitiful. It was Cousin who saved you and because you are grateful to Cousin, you want to repay him with your body?"
Gao Wenxin couldn't help but think of the night when she was sentenced to the Musical House and was so frightened that she couldn't sleep. She pinched the silver needle with her fingers and gently twirled it. After a long while, she said softly, "If you want to thank someone, do you have to devote yourself to him? He is not a man who can't find a wife. I originally … just wanted to be a maid in Yang House and live like this for the rest of my life. At that time … I really didn't think that I would like him. "
Gao Wenxin whispered: "What's more, he has Young-niang, Cher, and Yu 'er by his side. They are all so cute. Maybe it is because he lived in my father's house. He has always been very polite to me. Later he had a hidden disease. I followed him to Jiangnan and accompanied him day and night …
Mr. Yang does not have the stupidity of a scholar or the sanctimonious appearance of an official in the court. Alas! Maybe it is because I am a little older. I understand his mind better. He also likes to chat with me, especially when I do acupuncture for him every day … "
A sweet smile appeared on the corners of Gao Wenxin's lips. She gently said, "Sir never talks about national affairs or poetry. He only talks about ordinary things. In order to coax me to talk, even though he clearly doesn't know anything about medicine, he often asks about it. Haha … Sometimes, he says some unimaginable things. When I think about it carefully, it really does make sense …"
Unconsciously, I especially like to be with him. When we talk while treating, there is a feeling of … a feeling of a gentle warm water flowing in my heart. Gradually … I often inadvertently overstep my duty as a maid in front of him, but he is not annoyed.
I feel that in front of him, I am not a female magic doctor, nor the daughter of a criminal officer. I don't need to put on airs or be cautious. I cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh, and lose my temper when I want to lose my temper. In front of him, I live so easily … "
Gao Wenxin took a breath and let out a soul-stirring sigh that made one's heart tremble, "Yixian, at this time, I know … I like him."
Tang Yixian was still young. Even if she liked someone, it was impossible for her to experience it as deeply and delicately as Gao Wenxin. She listened to her in a daze. After a while, she muttered, "Is it like this … feeling?"
Since Gao Wenxin had already poured out the words that she had kept in her heart, she began to tell her the details of their journey to the south: the common people attacking the imperial envoy's field office. He asked people to protect her and leave first. At Lake Tai, he did not care about the presence of other people. He coaxed her to be happy without any airs of an adult. The more she talked, the happier she was, the sweeter she became.
When the acupuncture was finished, Gao Wenxin gently pulled out the silver needles. With a face full of happiness, she said with a light smile, "Alright, sleep for one more night and your spirit will be completely restored. I'll go to the kitchen and roast the silver needles first. "
With a 'cha' sound, Gao Wenxin opened the door and went out with the needle box. Tang Yixian gently swung her legs. After a while, she gently curled up her legs and hugged them tightly. She rested her chin on them and blinked her big eyes, quietly thinking about her own matters. After listening to Gao Wenxin's words, now that she thought about it carefully, there was actually a blank space between her and Yang Ling.
But he, that little lieutenant, his figure appeared in her mind from time to time. He played with her, told her some strange stories to make her happy. He was bossed around by her but never got angry. In front of him, he never hid his emotions. The two of them, one dressed as a manservant and the other as a maid, would steal a moment of leisure in 'Xin Sheng Lou' and bicker …
When she was sick, he stayed by her side without taking off his clothes. They studied business together, played music together, and … when he prayed in the temple and secretly wrote her name on the banner, she pulled him out of the temple by his ear and shouted at him …
When Tang Yixian thought of this, she suddenly laughed and then suddenly stopped smiling. Is the person I like him? Why is it that even though his official rank is much higher than Mr Yang's, I am excited and proud when I stay by Sir's side, but when I see him, I only feel relaxed and happy? But he is the Emperor, can I still treat him the same as before?
Tang Yixian looked up, her eyes were a little confused as she thought …
Sheridan opened the door and saw Tang Yixian curled up her legs and hugged her knees with a thoughtful look. Sheridan couldn't help but be startled: Since young, Tang Yixian had this habit. When she had something on her mind, she liked to sit there hugging her knees and think. What's wrong with her?
Sheridan hurriedly ran in and said with concern, "Xian 'er, what's wrong? I was about to ask you to eat, what's wrong … Is there something on your mind? "
Tang YiXian let go of her legs and looked at Xue Li Mei, making her confused. Just when she was at a loss, Tang YiXian suddenly smiled sweetly and held her hand and said, "Xue Er Sister-in-law, I am fine, just that my body was still a little tired, now I am much better, let's go, don't let cousin brother … and the other Sister-in-Law wait for too long."
Sheridan was led out by her hand and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you can call me Cher? It's very awkward to call Cher sister-in-law."
Tang Yixian made an 'en' sound and turned her head over. Under the light of the lamp, her bright eyes were suffused with a moist luster. She smiled and said, "Then remove Xue 'er and just call me sister-in-law, because you are my brother's wife."
She said softly, "It doesn't matter if I call you Cher or sister-in-law. Anyway, we will always be very good, very good, right?"
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The commanders of Liaodong, Xuanfu, Datong, and Yansui had led their troops to the capital.
As the commander, Yang Ling received the commanders of the four towns, and then led the four to the Leopard Room.
The commander of the Datong army was Xu Tai, who led five thousand light cavalry into the desert and made meritorious contributions in the 16th year of Hongzhi. The commander of Liaodong army Liu Hui, the commander of Xuanfu army He Santan, and the commander of Yansui army Feng Luo were also young generals in their thirties to forties. All of them wore armor and bright military uniforms, looking murderous and awe-inspiring.
The four followed Yang Ling, who was wearing bright silver chainmail, to the Leopard Room. The five of them uniformly saluted. Zhengde saw the generals' vigor and vigor and couldn't help but be pleased. He praised Yang Ling, "The border army has gone through bloody battles and is indeed very different from the capital army. They are all in military uniforms, but I can feel the murderous spirit from them."
"Official Yang, these four towns' soldiers were transferred from the border and are different from the capital army. I will name them the 'Four Outer Armies'. Official Yang will be the commander and train them well in battle. In the future, with the capital army's military training, bring them to this area."
Yang Ling bowed and gave Xu Tai a look. Xu Tai immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee. With a clang of armor, he said in a clear voice, "I am the commander of the Datong army, Xu Tai. When the Tatars invaded the border, I saw with my own eyes that my Emperor was calm in commanding and manipulating the three armies. You defeated more than ten thousand enemies, and Bayan Meng fled at the sight of the wind. I charge and break through enemy lines, not fearing death. I know how to deploy troops and manage thousands of troops. Only my Emperor's civil and military skills can be called a peerless commander.
I am willing to use the bravery of the border army to train the soldiers of the capital army. I also earnestly request Your Majesty to be the commander of the four outer armies to train us generals and officers. I, Xu Tai, dare to be presumptuous and ask to be a student of the Son of Heaven! "
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