Chapter 372 Do something, do not do

After solving the problem, Zhao Dezhao was also happy a lot. After saying something again, he retreated.

Following everyone, Yang Yanzhao also came out, but he frowned and looked full of bitterness.

Firearms are a great thing, but now there is no silver in the treasury, and the whole court is open source and saving money. How can they allocate money to develop firearms with him?

It seems that you have to spend money secretly, but in this way, will Ji Chang feel wronged?

Yang Yanzhao really had a headache. He promised the conditions to let Ji Chang enter the Privy Council. If not, how could he make this wizard wholeheartedly make shocking firearms?

As he walked and thought about it, he was walking to the winding corridor with few people. Hearing the slightly rapid footsteps behind him, Yang Yanzhao quickly stopped his thoughts, turned around, and saw Lu Duoxun coming towards him with a smile on his face.

"Lord Lu."

Yang Yanzhao bent over and bowed, while Lu Duoxun twisted his beard under his jaw and laughed softly, "It's terrible. You are the Marquis of Wenwu now. You are not as good as before."

While speaking, there is emotion in the words, but it has been a few years, but too many things have happened, such as the change of the emperor in the Song Dynasty, and Yang Yanzhao in front of him has gone through the hardships of life and death. He is still young, but he is already full of hair.

Although until now, he did not understand the reason why Lu Duoxun, who had been friends with Zhao Tingmei, was not implicated at all, but was more valued. Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help sighing. Since he entered Beijing, Lu Duoxun has taken good care of him, so he responded with a smile, "Lord Lu is going to break Yanzhao. Yanzhao is At the end of the school, it is reasonable to salute Lord Lu.

Looking at Yang Yanzhao, who was full of respect, he brushed his beard again. Lu Duoxun nodded slightly and whispered as he walked, "Yan Zhao, you are always so modest, but in this case, I said some words directly, so as not to make you tired."

Slowly following Lu Duoxun, Yang Yanzhao subconsciously thought about it, not to mention why Lu Duoxun looked for him, but with the other party's position for many years, some words, listening to it will not be a bad thing.

At this point, he hurriedly said, "Lord Lu, please give me some advice."

"In the early morning today, Yan Zhao put forward the matter of firearms, which was really ingenious. After all, at the end of the Tang Dynasty, there were objects such as gunpowder and arrows. If you can make the cannons and muskets you said, it can be said to be an extremely powerful thing. Even if there are many skilled craftsmen, I'm afraid you won't think of this."

With that, Lu Duoxun looked at Yang Yanzhao meaningfully, and then stopped and looked at the sky. In the early morning, it was the time when the sun was shining, and the pavilion in front of him was all glazed.

I couldn't figure out what Lu Duoxun's words meant. Yang Yanzhao stood aside without opening his mouth and looked at the palace that had returned to silence again. It was as if the fight in the night before had disappeared. It didn't happen at all, like the white clouds on that day, which was the slightest difference from the past.

"Yan Zhao, do you know the Marquis of Huaiyin?"

After a while, Lu Duoxun said this inexplicable sentence. Yang Yanzhao was a little puzzled at first, but then his face changed greatly. In horror, he bent down to Lu Duoxun again and said, "Please help me."

The Marquis of Huaiyin was Han Xin, a famous minister in the early Han Dynasty. Tao Lue and the art of war were unparalleled in the world. He defeated half of the country for the Liu family, but he fell into a different place and did not end well.

This is the most taboo in all dynasties.

Now, the Song Dynasty changed his master, and the new emperor Zhao Dezhao ascended the throne. Although he was awarded a lot, it did not push Yang Yanzhao to the forefront of the storm. The most important thing is that the holy heart is unpredictable. Even Zhao Defang did not have a friendship when he was in trouble, not to mention Zhao Dezhao, who became an emperor.

The more I think about it, the colder I sweat.

"Do something, do not do something."

I said it bluntly just now. Why did you speak sign language again?

Although Yang Yanzhao complains in his heart, he also understands that some words can only be said to this extent. If all of them are spread out, it will make the speaker boring and obedient people don't care.

When Yang Yanzhao frowned and thought about it, Lu Duoxun nodded with satisfaction and raised his foot to move forward. After a few steps away, he turned around and said, "Yan Zhao, there is something you may have forgotten."

"Please make it clear."

This time, Lu Duoxun did not sell the barrier and pointed to Zichen Hall. "The one in the palace is not the previous one. I'm afraid the word 'Yanzhao' can't be called."

After saying this, Lu Duoxun left straight away. Yang Yanzhao suddenly realized, said thank you, and then leaned down and bowed.

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. If it hadn't been for Lu Duoxun's suggestion, how could Yang Yanzhao understand that he had made a big taboo? At this moment, Zhao Dezhao did not attack, but who can guarantee that this would not be the reason for him in the future?

"Yanzhao, Yang Yanzhao..."

He recited his name in a low voice, and Yang Yanzhao couldn't help smiling bitterly. In this world, he couldn't even call his name.

'Zhao' must be changed, otherwise it will definitely be met by people's tongue and right and wrong, but this word is what he has in this life. The sudden change of a smooth word actually makes Yang Yanzhao feel a little embarrassed.

I don't know how the word 'Yanzhao' was taken out at the beginning?

The cold face flashed in his mind, and Yang Yanzhao's heart was a little heavier. Even if he was already a civil and martial arts prince and had infinite scenery, there was a past that he could not go back to.

Unconsciously, he remembered the lonely figure who left Daizhou City with him. Yang Yanzhao only felt a little sore at the tip of his nose and sighed deeply, "Little girl, if you were still there..."

In a sad heart, Yang Yanzhao said to himself again, "Since 'Yanzhao' can't be called, let's change it to 'Yanfeng' in the future. I hope you, who are separated from each other, can understand my thoughts."

Murmuring in a low voice, Yang Yanzhao walked outside the palace, walked across the Sky Street, walked to the Wupeng carriage similar to ordinary people, and smiled at Xiao Muchen, who was bored and basking in the sun on the carriage, "Brother Xiao, are you tired of waiting?"

He scratched his head, and Xiao Muchun shook his head repeatedly. "What can you say? The spring is infinitely good. Come out for a walk and see the scenery of birds and flowers. How can I feel bored?"

Seeing that Xiao Muchun became literary, Yang Yanzhao grinned and boarded the carriage, "Let's go home!"

"Isn't the prince going to the Privy Council today?"

Sitting in the car, Yang Yanzhao leaned his head on the car and tapped gently on the cotton bench under him. "No, let's do something, do something. Let's do what we should do."

With the reins pulled, a trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Muchun's eyes, and he subconsciously whispered, "What should I do?"

"That's right. First of all, I have to find Jinxi and Qiu Bai. I changed a word, and I have to let everyone know. Of course, there is also a headache. I don't know whether Ji Chang is passionate about fame or not. If his heart is above meritoriousness, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do."

After saying that, he sighed.

Outside the car, Xiao Muchun heard Yang Yanzhao's words, and his doubts in his heart did not decrease but increased. However, when he saw that there was no sound in the car, he did not make a sound. He raised the whip in his hand and shook it twice, and drove into the bustling Bianliang street market.