Chapter 389 Imperial Art 2

The Zichen Hall is still very quiet. The decoration of the hall is the same as before, but some exquisite incense burners are added on both sides. The stove with dark fragrance is engraved with dazzling auspicious clouds, birds and beasts, mountains and other decorations.

When Yang Yanzhao took a few more steps in, his eyes swept over the white jade steps in front of the hall, and he was immediately shocked.

Under the steps, there are two plated copper incense burners more than 20 feet wide. The strong fragrance makes him a little pungent. There are many bodhisattvas and arhats engraved on the incense burner.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao suddenly realized that the fragrance in the hall was very different from what he had smelled before. Now when he saw these two incense burners, he vaguely understood something.

Zhao Guangyi believes in Buddhism.

As a disciple of Taoism, although I have not been to the mountain gate and worshipped the ancestor of the immortal master, when I learned about this, my heart still inexplicably.

He stopped three feet away from the jade step and left this bitter thought behind. Yang Yanzhao bent down and bowed his head again and said, "Your servant Yang Jing has seen the official."

The low voice made several rippling waves in the empty hall, and even led to a faint and audible echo.

A cold look shot over, like thousands of arrows rushing towards him. He had not seen it for half a year, and Zhao Guangyi's reign was much stronger.

The people on the high platform did not make a sound. Yang Yanzhao did not dare to raise his head. He still bent down to salute, but his scalp was very numb, his back seemed to be pricked by a needle, and a trace of sweat had come out.

"Exit's free."

For a long time, these two words came to his ear, which made Yang Yanzhao suddenly relax. Zhao Guangyi did not order him to be executed and detained, indicating that his first step was the right step.

At least he knows the difference between rumors and truth.

"Thank you to the official family."

He wiped away the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, and Yang Yanzhao saluted in a low voice. Then he raised his head. On the dragon chair on the high platform, Zhao Guangyi's golden hair was bundled with hair, and the five-clawed golden dragon pierced in a white robe rose in the air, which was extremely ostentatious.

Suddenly, it made people tremble and dare not look directly. The officials of the Song Dynasty are still fresh, and their fierce eyes can swallow thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

It's just that his body is getting thinner and thinner, his eyes are deep, and his temples are also stained with white frost.

"How long has it been since we saw each other, Yang Jing?"

Zhao Guangyi stared at Yang Yanzhao for a long time, and then said this sentence leisurely, like a sigh of the past, like an old man meeting, wanting to say goodbye. Although there were tens of millions of words, there were only words left.

Obviously, Yang Yanzhao did not expect that Zhao Guangyi would say this to him. He couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, but he still answered, "I still remember listening to the words of the officials in this hall before. Now it's been half a long time after careful calculation."

At that time, Zhao Guangyi was ambitious and wanted to send troops to the north to sweep away the aliens. It was in this hall that he asked Yang Yanzhao about the strategy.

Now, half a year has passed, and the Northern Expedition has been defeated. Zhao Guangyi almost lost his life. Yang Yanzhao has also gone through several life and death. When the two meet like this, there are great things and wrong, sighing in the vicissitudes of life.

On the high platform, Zhao Guangyi frowned angrily, and there was a blush on his slightly pale face. Obviously, he remembered the failure.

In this situation, Yang Yanzhao did not dare to make a sound and stood in the hall, listening to the heavy gasp echoing in his ears for a long time.

"I'm ashamed of the Song Dynasty, and I'm ashamed of the hundreds of thousands of children buried in other places."

Listening to these words, although Yang Yanzhao did not dare to say anything, he did not have sympathy and pity in his heart. He had a great advantage over the use of soldiers in Liaoning. If it hadn't been for that map, how could he be so vulnerable?

After the penitentful words, Zhao Guangyi took a few deep breaths, softened his increasingly flushed face, and turned his eyes to Yang Yanzhao again, "Yang Jing, you always bring me unexpected surprises."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao hurriedly looked panicked and bowed, "The officials are wronged, and the ministers are panicked."

"I know everything about you in Liaoning."

As Zhao Guangyi spoke, he walked down the steps and helped Yang Yanzhao, who bent down, with his own hands.

Then, Zhao Guangyi walked to the edge of the incense burner not far away, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that these heart-hearted fragrances could wash away the messy thoughts in his heart, and the jade Buddha beads in his hand flashed brightly.

Seeing that Zhao Guangyi no longer made a sound, Yang Yanzhao clenched his fist. He couldn't hold back what was in his heart. The weak fate was pinched into other people's hands, and no matter how deep the city was, it would not help.

In this hall, he did not have Zhao Guangyi to take the initiative to reward the price, nor was he in the mood to go around the circle again. After all, he was cruel and leaned forward and said, "officials, there are some things that the minister wants to figure out."

He didn't blame him for going to the room. Zhao Guangyi still closed his eyes, fiddled with the jade beads, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "Tell me, I haven't seen you for a long time. I also want to know what's hidden in your mind."

Is this a desire to be captured?

Yang Yanzhao understood that this was Zhao Guangyi's means. The other party knew very well and must know what he was going to say, but deliberately did not mention it, so that Yang Yanzhao could only jump into this Yangmou that could be seen through at a glance and obediently say what he wanted.

However, at this point, Yang Yanzhao had no choice but to follow orders.

"The officials know that their subordinates are loyal to the Song Dynasty, but why don't they tell the truth to the world? The minister and Princess Chai fell in love with each other. They have been thinking about it for a long time. Why does the official want to be with others?

After swallowing and spitting, he raised his head and stared at Zhao Guangyi. Yang Yanzhao had no previous fear in his eyes. He said these words to risk his life. Since he was not afraid of death, how could he care about the majesty of the emperor who made people feel oppressed?

After all, he has also had the cultivation of refining gas. In his mood, he has long been detached from ordinary people.

If it is not pretentious, there will not be much awe of Zhao Guangyi.

Perhaps aware of the change in Yang Yanzhao's momentum, Zhao Guangyi stopped the hand that touched the Buddha's beads, turned around, stared at him, and his eyes soared.

For a while, he smiled, because Zhao Guangyi found that he could not see through the young man in front of him with his head held high, and trembling.

As if in an instant, he changed into a person. His tough face was not as cramped and afraid as before. He stood there, but it gave Zhao Guangyi a feeling of looking up.

For many years, such a person has never appeared in front of him.

Somehow, Zhao Guangyi felt a trace of uneasiness in the bottom of his heart. The idea that he had thought about several times emerged again, and the Buddha beads in his right hand were also held tighter and tighter.

So, the Zichen Hall was quiet, and the two of them looked at each other like that.

"Hehe..."

In the end, Zhao Guangyi broke the silence, and his hand was moved on the Buddha beads again. He nodded to Yang Yanzhao, "Yang Jing, you are really difficult to deal with. I don't know what to do."

After saying that, he folded his body and walked to the incense burner engraved with the Bodhisattva and Arhat. He plucked the incense burner with a copper and iron stick, closed his eyes and took a few mouthfuls of fragrance. Then he continued to say, "Once, I didn't believe in any genius, because even if he is intelligent, what can he can do in the end? It's not to talk about life according to my will. Death."

It is very domineering, but as the monarch of the Song Dynasty, it is understandable.

"But you are a genius, a rare wizard in a hundred years. After coming out of Daizhou City, it brightened my eyes again and again. In the matter of Liao, you really did not let me continue to be disappointed. Haha... Yelu Xiuge's old man was killed by you. It's really gratifying..."

As if he had said something happy, Zhao Guangyi actually laughed out loud, and the cheerful laughter lasted for a long time in the hall.

And when he said these words, Yang Yanzhao was silent, because some words, until the end, he never knew what he was talking about, not to mention that he was a master of power who liked to play with him most.

Therefore, he can only respond with silence.

The laughter finally stopped, as if it had been moistened by the spiritual grass treasure. Zhao Guangyi's face was also much more ruddy. He put the Buddha beads on his left hand and stared at Yang Yanzhao again.

"There was a change in the northwest. Li Jiyun died, and Li Jijun took over. He knew that it was difficult to convince the public. He had sent someone to ask him to see him to see him personally. Since the previous dynasty and even the troubled times, the Li family has always been subordinate to the Central Plains, occupying a corner, resting and recuperating. It is as if there is a tendency of confrontation. If something happens, it will definitely affect the stability of the border of the Song Dynasty. So I need you to come back and return to the Song Dynasty as soon as possible to help me solve my problems.

Hearing these words, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be a little shocked. The northwest is the Dangxiang family, which is the birthplace of the Western Xia Dynasty. For the Song Dynasty, he is still a stubborn man of fine sand at this moment, which is not worth mentioning, but it will be a very heavy blow to Zhao's country in the future.

"I know that you and Princess Jinhua are in love with each other. In order to stabilize Li and recall you, I have the will to marry Li Ji."

At this time, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but answer, "How can the official take the princess's marriage as a joke? If it's difficult to ride a tiger, won't the princess marry Li?"

There were a few more accusations in his words. A trace of anger flashed in Zhao Guangyi's eyes, but soon disappeared. Yang Yanzhao, who was angry, naturally did not find it.

"That's right. My words are all in one word, but if the Li family dies on the way to Beijing, the situation will be very different."

Finally, Yang Yanzhao understood Zhao Guangyi's plan and used Chai Qingyun as a threat to let himself remove the Li family in the northwest and give him a worry-free pillow.

Maybe he was afraid that he could not impress Yang Yanzhao. Zhao Guangyi continued, "After this matter, the minister of Zhongshu Province and the deputy envoy of the Privy Council will be selected by you. In addition, Princess Jinhua is not young. As soon as the news passes, I will marry you two."

I have to say that this reward is very touching, whether it is an official position or a beauty, but such a generous commitment also reflects the danger after this matter.

But even if he thought of this, Yang Yanzhao had no choice but to refuse.

"I have a question. Why don't officials let Liusha do this kind of thing?"

"Because they can't do it and can't do it."

Not surprised by Yang Yanzhao's knowledge of Liusha, Zhao Guangyi said truthfully and also confirmed Yang Yanzhao's speculation.

"The minister takes the order."

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news here."

Zhao Guangyi smiled and smiled happily. After laughing, he thought for a moment and said, "This matter needs to be done quietly. Naturally, the people in my palace can't send you. Be careful. As for Princess Jinhua, you'd better not meet each other for the time being. I will be well protected.

Is this a threat?

Yang Yanzhao smiled bitterly in his heart, bowed his head and saluted, and slowly retreated out of the hall.

After he left, Zhao Guangyi returned to the Gaotai dragon chair and opened a few pieces of paper on the case, which were full of small words. They all talked about Yang Yanzhao's passage from Liao to Bianliang.

"It's a piece of jade, but why does it make me feel hot..."

He said, took off the Buddha beads in his hand, threw them aside, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the gold-inlaid chair. At his feet, there were two Buddhist scriptures.