Chapter 301 Rumors

Since the Yulin bell learned it, Qiong'e has come more and more frequently, and it's nothing else. She just pestered Yang Yanzhao to learn some calligraphy and ask for some poems. Of course, there are also the songs composed by the sad lyrics that she sheds her tears every time she listens but likes very much.

With him, Yang Yanzhao also had more things to do, but Qiong'e's strangeness did distract his depression and worries.

On this day, it was foggy and the cold wind was blowing. Yang Yanzhao was roasting the stove in his study, thinking that Qiong'e should not come over. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand and groped under the desk, he saw a figure flashing through the window, so he took off his gesture, casually picked up a book on the table, shook his head and read it.

Before long, I heard a knock on the door outside the house, and then the warm voice of Housekeeper Chen sounded, "Your Excellency, Your Highness is here. She has entered the yard and is coming this way."

Why is it coming again?

Yang Yanzhao whispered, but still answered the housekeeper Chen, "I know, let her go straight to the study."

Outside the door, the housekeeper Chen took the order in a low voice. Listening to the distant footsteps, Yang Yanzhao put the book aside with a wry smile, sat in front of the stove, and picked up the tea that was being cooked on it.

"Squeak!"

The door opened in response, and then the cold wind rushed into the study, so that the hot fog from the mouth of the pot that was about to boil dissipated, and also brought in a faint and dark fragrance.

"You are very interested, but burning the stove, drinking tea and reading in this cold weather is indeed a rare beauty."

The crisp voice sounded, as usual, with the joy of a yellow owl, Qiong'e stepped on a pair of buckskin boots on her feet in the study room.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao put down the little iron hand fiddling with the stove in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Qiong'e, who had already sat aside.

The felt hat has been taken off. Perhaps because of the reason for wearing the hat, the bun was a little messy. A few wisps of green silk fell down, covering her left cheek, making the whole person smell lazy.

On the body, he was wearing a goose-yellow mink jacket, and the white neck reflected in the short collar was extremely beautiful. A piece of fluff followed Qiong'e's upright chest to the slender waist, just right outlining the seductive and chic figure.

Perhaps he noticed that Yang Yanzhao had been staring at her for a long time, Qiong'e's face couldn't help but have a trace of blush, and suddenly it was like white jade stained with glow, full of charm.

"Well, what are you doing!"

Being called back by this shyness, Yang Yanzhao touched his nose and smiled, "Generally speaking, I like to look at beautiful things."

Hearing this, Qiong'e looked unruly in the past, and her face became more and more red, and even her neck was covered with a red glow like fiery clouds.

He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. Then, he stared at Yang Yanzhao as usual, "You arrogant person, even dare to make fun of the princess. Are you impatient to live?"

I didn't pay attention to Qiong'e, who pretended to be a female tiger. Yang Yanzhao took down the boiled teapot and pouted to her. Although the latter still frowned coldly, he still took out two ceramic cups and put them on the table.

The dark yellow tea rotated, wrapped in the swollen tea leaves with a slight ripple in the cup. In the curling fog, a faint fragrance spread out.

Taking up a cup, Yang Yanzhao sniffed in front of his nose, frowned, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes. "After drinking so much tea, the taste of Suiyang Academy was the most authentic."

With that, he shook his head and put aside the fragrant tea cup. Seeing him like this, Qiong'e, who was gently pouring the tea, couldn't help but be a little confused.

The fragrance of this tea is obviously very mellow, and the atmosphere of eating tea in the palace is not strong, and this kind of tea is also treasured by the high-ranking Hanchen. Although she doesn't know where Yang Yanzhao got it, Qiong'e believes that this is definitely a good tea.

Is there any better tea in the world?

Seeing the puzzle in her beautiful eyes, Yang Yanzhao smiled and said the reason. At present, what is popular is to make tea into tea cakes and then make tea. Compared with making tea, it first loses the freshness and sweetness of tea.

Hearing this, Qiong'e looked like she understood it. Although the nobles of Liaoning people were influenced by the Central Plains and often drank some tea, they still didn't like tea in their bones. Yang Yanzhao could also guess her expression, so he said a few words and said other things.

The two of them were talking, but they heard a rapid knock on the door outside the house. Later, they heard the anxious voice of Princess Qiong'e's personal maid, Hua Guduo, "Princess, Dahan sent someone to say that the princess should go back to the palace quickly."

Put down the warm white porcelain cup, and Qiong'e squeezed her eyes at Yang Yanzhao, "Brother, come to me. Let's go back today. By the way, next time you come, remember to tell me about your situation in Fujian?"

"It's all trivial things, and there's nothing worth saying."

"I just like to listen to ordinary things. Remember, think about it carefully, but don't miss any interesting scenes!"

With a giggle, Qiong'e opened the door and took the felt hat and big hat handed over by Huagutuo. After wearing it, she looked back at Yang Yanzhao, who was leaning against the stove and leisurely looking at the scriptures, and couldn't help but have a trace of resentment.

This guy never knows how to send it to others.

She stamped her leather boots, and Qiong'e stared at someone who was not funny, and took the maid back to the palace.

After she left, the housekeeper Chen came in, with a look of hesitation on his eyebrows. He seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say much.

"Housekeeper Chen, what can I do for you?"

Listening to Yang Yanzhao's question, the latter hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, when I went out to buy vegetables before, the little man listened to some gossip at the market and thought about it over and over again, but still felt that it should be known to the adults."

"Oh?"

Yang Yanzhao was interested in the sudden closeness of housekeeper Chen. He put the scroll aside and looked up at the kind and honest housekeeper who usually didn't say much.

"Well, my lord, now there are rumors in the market that Princess Qiong'e is very close to the adult, and the big sweat has the idea of adult beauty. I don't know when this rumor came out, but now it is known to everyone."

After saying that, the housekeeper Chen lowered his head and seemed to dare not go to see Yang Yanzhao, but the result was unexpected. After a moment, a bright laughter came to his ear.

"Housekeeper Chen, there is a place where Youyou's mouth can be blocked by people like me. Let them say it. I'm reading tea here, and I'm happy. It's just an interesting thing in my life."

After saying that, he picked up the cup and took a sip. The housekeeper Chen lowered his head, but there was a trace of imperceptible relief and joy in his eyes.

Take time to report this situation to the prime minister. Yang Jing is so indifferent that he has untied his heart knot with the Song Dynasty, so that the prime minister can also include him in the prime minister's house as soon as possible, and he has completed the task.

He waved his hand and retreated to the dissented housekeeper Chen. Yang Yanzhao threw the scroll in his hand aside, and his face became uncertain.

Unexpectedly, someone would talk about him as a prisoner. Qiong'e is a high-ranking golden branch and jade leaf. Even if Ye Lvxian has the intention to win over him, he can't marry Qiong'e to him.

This is simply a big deal.

Obviously, there is someone behind the whole thing who is making trouble. He can't be defeated for more than a month. Naturally, he is a negative figure who makes the Liao people tireless, talk about it with great glory. In addition, Qiong'e, a high-ranking princess, will naturally quickly attract countless idle people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Yili.

And he is just a prisoner. Naturally, the intention of the person behind the scenes is not on Yang Yanzhao, so it is very likely that he went to Qiong'e. After a while, a person flashed in Yang Yanzhao's mind.

Qiong'e was once betrothed to Xiao Donely, the second son of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhuo's younger brother, and in the Battle of Yunzhou City, Xiao D'e was killed by Brother Yelü Xiu. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel that the rumor was complicated.

It seems that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there is a court, there must be intrigue. The same is true of the Liao Dynasty. It can't escape this old saying.

I don't know if Xiao will be treated as a killing knife this time and fight with Yelu Xiu?

In fact, Yang Yanzhao really hopes that Xiao can do something impulsive. Even if he can't kill Yelu Xiu, he can make him a miasma, or at least solve the resentment in his heart.

For a moment, Yang Yanzhao shook his head with a wry smile. Since Xiao was unique in the Liao Dynasty, Xiao Tianhe, who was at the helm, was not a waste material, so it was better to expect him to fight with Yelu Xiu.

He got up and walked to the front of the desk, touched under the table behind him, and took out a piece of rice paper stuck in the cracks, which was painted with the suggested street house, and even drew the route of soldiers patrol with dotted lines.

This is only a fraction of the topographic map of the capital. In the daytime, Yang Yanzhao reads and writes, pretends to be an idle hermit, while at night, he avoids the servants in the house, sneaks to the capital to be familiar with the terrain, and draws it in his mind.

Although he can't restore his skills for the time being, his agility is enough to deal with those patrol soldiers, so no one has found it so long.

After carefully looking at the topographic map and determining the area to go tonight, Yang Yanzhao carefully hid the rice paper under the table.

Ye Luxian put him aside and became a leisurely person, which is also a good thing. With a few months of help, Yang Yanzhao can understand the general layout of the capital.

After that, what he has to do is to restore his cultivation as soon as possible. If it really doesn't work, he can kill Yelu Xiu with his familiarity with the terrain.

Some hatred must be repaid with blood. Brother Yelu Xiu, one day, I will take your life.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. Yang Yanzhao grasped the edge of the desk with both hands, and the murderous spirit in his eyes suddenly disappeared.