Chapter 82 The Great Plan for the Restoration of the Country

Yang Guang was ready enough to wait for Du Meiyue to open his mouth, but he didn't expect it to be such a bloody condition, and he didn't cough loudly in one breath.

"Cough... Cough... You... Do you want to do the main room? Cough, haha, Du Meiyue, how dare you think so?

Du Meiyue was very dissatisfied with Yang Guang's exaggerated performance, and her face darkened, "What's wrong? Do you think your aunt is not worthy of you!"

Yang Guang quickly waved his hand, but he couldn't help laughing. Of course, he had no prejudice against Du Meiyue. He is still the psychological basis of equality and free love, but now he is not Yang Guang, the shadow bodyguard of the 21st century, but Yang Guang, the Duke of Yanmen County of the Sui Dynasty.

In this bird era, the marriage of children is generally not their turn to express any opinions. It is the words of the parents' choice of the matchmaker, especially his traditional aristocracy, who regards marriage as an important means to expand power and increase network.

"No, no, you misunderstood me. If you follow the young master's surname, it's okay to really marry you. You are good-looking and in good shape. You can cook, brew wine and warm the bed. You can also protect me close to the young master at the critical moment. I think it's no problem for you to step on the battle."

"In fact, young master, I am very satisfied with you. Although you often lie, you are always mysterious and worried, and you always swear, aunt, shut up, but I am magnanimous and don't care at all. The question is, do you think I can have the final say on my marriage? If I can, I'll marry you tonight and get married directly, okay?

Du Meiyue has no words after listening to it. Indeed, her current identity is very different from that of Yang Guang, and Yang Jian's first impression of her is not good, because he has always been strict with Yang Guang's women's affairs, and everyone knows that Mrs. Dugu is in charge of the Sui Gongfu, so Mrs. Dugu will like it. Is he?

Obviously, absolutely not!

At least the door should be right, but she must not expose her original identity now, otherwise all the great plan to restore the country will be wiped out. She must endure it. Over the years, she finally waited for an opportunity to wait for a Yang Guang. She could not make reckless mistakes and lose her mind.

Although her real martial arts can enable her to kill many enemies, her father told her to restore the country before she died, not revenge, but revenge is simpler and more directly, just kill the enemy. However, it is too difficult to restore the country. We need to recruit soldiers and rely on a person who has a future, brain, strength and can be influenced and controlled by her.

Although her original country is too small, just ten years later, many people seem to have forgotten that there is a small bullet place in a distant place.

"You really won't regret it. I know you must have a way. It won't beat you. You dare to kill Emperor Yanjing, and you can kill Emperor Yanjing. What else can't you do?

Du Meiyue tried to press her voice as low as possible, almost against Yang Guang's ears and lips, but she hit the nail on the head. Yang Guang couldn't help but be depressed. Damn it, what's going on? Does the whole world know that he killed the emperor? At first, he thought that he sneaked into the palace and didn't even recognize Xiaotao. It was absolutely foolproof.

What's more, he used poison. He didn't break directly into the heavenly palace with a ghost knife and cut Yu Wenyun's head. He played with a slow surnamed poison and a smart trick. After drinking his vegetable soup, Yuwenyun was not aware of it, and as long as he didn't play with women, he would definitely be fine, but he I can't wait to make a woman, and naturally she will die quickly.

But who has direct evidence?

No, no one. Yang Jian was very suspicious of him and basically convinced, but there was no evidence, but without evidence, didn't Yang Jian doubt him? Never! No way!

The masked woman Black Hawk was more domineering. She directly watched him do it, but even if she watched him do it, she didn't see him poison first, and the second Yu Wenyun died at night, and there were no obvious symptoms of poisoning. So she actually didn't have direct evidence, but in this way, she believed that the emperor was not killed by Yang Guang?

No, she was very sure that it was Yang Guang's hand, because the inadvertent look at Yu Wenyun in Tiangong that day had already betrayed him.

In addition, if Black Hawk wanted to expose him, he would have pulled him out and stabbed him to death on the spot, and would he still stay until now? So he must have killed him directly!

What about Du Meiyue, who has been staying in the horse farm? How did she know? And the tone is as certain as Black Hawk, at least much more confident than Yang Jian. Who told her? The only witness, Black Hawk? First, Black Hawk and Du Meiyue should not have met at all. Second, even if there is such a passing moment, Black Hawk is by no means a talkative woman. He will never say that the emperor was killed by Yang Guang when he sees Haoyue!

Yang Guangchang exhaled, "Du Meiyue, do you think I'm so kind to you, young master? Do you know that you can kill your nine clans by saying this just now!"

But Du Meiyue's face was not afraid, but on the contrary, she looked sad, "You don't have to kill my nine clans. It's enough to kill me alone!"

Yang Guang was stunned. He misunderstood. "Well, you know you're afraid. Can you solve this kind of thing alone? Even if your parents are gone and there are no brothers and sisters, there must be a lot of relatives, neighbors and friends. In your words, I can kill the young master with them! So don't talk nonsense in the future, or don't blame the young master for turning against me!"

Du Meiyue's face was even more ugly, and her expression was dull for a moment. "Just kill me. I don't have my parents, no relatives, and I don't even have neighbors and friends. They are all dead, leaving me..."

Yang Guang was speechless. Looking at Du Meiyue's unprecedented painful expression, he realized that Du Meiyue's identity was also a great tragedy, an inevitable great tragedy in the feudal war years.

He suddenly thought of Zhang Yanghao's song "Shillside Sheep - Tong Caring Ancient" and couldn't help reciting it.

The peaks are like gathering,

The waves are like anger,

Tongguan Road in the surface of mountains and rivers.

Wangxidu,

Hesitantly.

The sad Qin and Han scriptures,

Ten thousand rooms of palaces have been made of earth.

Bing, the people suffer;

Death, the people suffer