Chapter 62 The Furious King Liang

After Zhou Yang returned home at the Marquis of Polu, he rushed out of the palace. Not long after, Princess Nangong rushed out of the palace. When he saw the face of the woman, Zhou Yang was very happy and rubbed Princess Nangong to live the world of two people.

Today, Princess Nangong is obedient to Zhou Yang and allows Zhou Yang to do something bad. Zhou Yang understands Yiren's thoughts, and is particularly grateful to Zhou Yang for relieving the knot for Queen Mother Dou. It is not too much. She just hugs her and says something kind of self-centered.

You know, Empress Dowager Dou is particularly pity for Princess Nangong. Empress Dowager Dou doesn’t eat or drink. Princess Nangong is so anxious that she can’t eat or sleep well. Now, Empress Dowager Dou has put aside her worries. Can Princess Nangong not be grateful to Zhou Yang?

Princess Nangong leaned on Zhou Yang's shoulder with her head, allowing Zhou Yang to hug her soft waist, and a faint look of shame on her pretty face: "Do you know Sister Ling'er's recent situation?"

"What sister Ling'er?" Zhou Yang never expected that Princess Nangong suddenly mentioned Zhang Ling'er, and her brain was a little short-circuited, and she didn't react.

"Are you afraid that others will be jealous?" Princess Nangong raised her head, blinked her eyes, looked at Zhou Yang with a teasing look on her face.

It was obvious that she would not be jealous at first glance. Zhou Yang was relieved. No man would not be worried about such things, and Zhou Yang was no exception. He smiled and said, "Do you like to be jealous? I asked someone to buy more for you."

"You are so bad!" Princess Nangong smiled and said, "This jealousy is not that jealous..."

"Which jealous is that?" Zhou Yang continued to tease.

"You are so bad!" Princess Nangong stretched out her jade hand and gently twisted Zhou Yang's ears: "Sister Ling'er has lost all the weight, but you are all the ones who have caused it."

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Zhang Ling'er's figure appeared in Zhou Yang's mind, echoing Zhang Ling'er's smile, and he couldn't help but feel dazed. Zhou Yang had a good impression of Zhang Ling'er. He originally thought that his good feelings were not love, but not love. However, today I always think of Zhang Ling'er and lingered.

The ancients said, "Those who accomplish great things do not care about their family." Zhou Yang had a deep understanding of this. It was not that he did not want to care about his family, but that he had no time or energy. Zhou Yang was plagued by military affairs, and sometimes he didn't even have to eat, so he didn't have time to think about such a thing. When he heard that Zhang Ling'er was in love with him, he couldn't help but feel moved. When encountering such a thing, no man would not be moved.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Yang's voice was a little light. It was obviously inappropriate to ask Princess Nangong about this, but Zhou Yang still asked.

"Not very good." Princess Nangong's pretty face was solemn: "Xinyao needs to be treated by Xinyao. I can't do anything about this. Only you can go and see Sister Ling'er and comfort her."

Princess Nangong could not ask questions, Zhou Yang just burned Gao Xiang. Unexpectedly, she wanted Zhou Yang to see Zhang Ling'er. Although Zhou Yang knew that she was generous, he was still shocked and looked at Yi Ren without saying lies.

"What are you looking at? Are they that scrupulous?" Princess Nangong smiled.

If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for? Zhou Yang tightened Princess Nangong's waist and whispered: "Thank you!"

"No need to thank you!" Princess Nangong shook her head slightly: "Sister Ling'er's family has already received Aunt Xu's family near Qingming Gate. Sister Ling'er has arrived in the city, so let's go now."

A feeling of indescribable and unclearity surged. Zhou Yang really wanted to meet Zhang Ling'er, but he didn't say much. At that moment, he rushed to Qingming Gate with Princess Nangong.

It didn't take too long to rush to Qingming Gate from Beique Jiadi, and it arrived soon.

Princess Nangong was familiar with the road, and it was obvious that she had come a lot. She pointed to a house from afar and said, "It's this place. Uncle Zhang didn't want to move to the city, so it was still Ah Weng who persuaded him." Uncle Zhang pointed to Zhang Buyi.

When Zhou Yang saw that the courtyard was not big, there were only ten rooms, enough for the Zhang family to live in. There was a shop in front of the courtyard, Zhang Gao, Zhang Dian and others were busy. When they first met them, they were sleeping and still had a personal look. They were busy doing business.

"Aweng wanted to buy them a larger courtyard, but Uncle Zhang refused to do so. In the end, he bought it here." Princess Nangong continued: "After buying the courtyard, Aweng wanted to give them money, but Uncle Zhang refused to collect it. He said that the location is good and can be done for business, which is much better than growing crops. Uncle Zhang is very ambitious and admired!"

Princess Nangong raised her delicate chin and praised Zhang Buyi. Then, her mouth slit and said with some disdain: "But these are you eager to give the more money, the better, hum!"

People with ambition can gain others' favor everywhere. People without ambition can be the same everywhere, and no one can look down on them.

When they came close, Zhang Dian and Zhang Gao came over from afar, smiling, and a princess and a handsome man. They screamed so intimately, as if the beggar saw a generous rich man who was kind and generous.

Zhou Yang couldn't bear this smile, so he forced himself to make a few words of encouragement and said that the location was good and suitable for business, so he asked them to do it well. Zhou Yang did not tell lies, and this location was indeed good.

Zhou Yang and Princess Nangong entered the yard and saw a tall beauty fetching water by the well. It was Zhang Ling'er.

Zhang Ling'er is still so beautiful, but she is much thinner. Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel stiff when he saw it.

"Sister Ling'er!" Princess Nangong screamed sweetly.

"Sister Nangong!" Zhang Ling'er's happy voice sounded, crisp and beautiful, as if a pearl hit the jade plate.

"Ah!" Zhang Ling'er raised her head and saw Zhou Yang. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and the bucket of water in her hand hit the ground. Clear water splashed everywhere, and Zhang Ling'er trembled as if she was electrocuted.

Zhou Yang and Yiren were in conflict with each other and could not speak.

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"Let's go back, come back, you all go back!" Zhou Yang rode on the Feng Baojiao and waved to Princess Nangong and Zhang Ling'er.

At this time, Zhou Yang no longer saw Zhang Ling'er's body stiffness, but had a smile on his face, smiling like a pistachio, and his nose and eyes were almost a family.

Princess Nangong was generous and solemn, Zhang Ling'er was gentle and tender. The two girls were so happy to serve Zhou Yang. When they were about to drink water, someone immediately handed it to their hands. When they were hungry, they immediately brought a bowl of fragrant food...

Zhou Yang simply thought that it would be great if he lived like this for his whole life. However, as a commander, he had to deal with military affairs. Although Yiren's tenderness was intoxicating, he could not be too nostalgic. After a little satisfied, he had to leave the two daughters and rush back to Chen Cang to train troops.

"Don't be tired!" Princess Nangong was extremely pity and wanted to go with Zhou Yang.

"Take care!" Zhang Ling'er only said two words, but her eyes turned red and she almost cried.

"I know, you guys go back!" Zhou Yang slapped his horse and galloped away. If he continued, Zhou Yang might not be willing to leave, so he had to harden his heart.

Looking at Zhou Yang's back, Princess Nangong looked reluctant, tiptoed and stretched her neck. She didn't care about the solemnity of the royal princess, and just watched Zhou Yang leave.

In Zhang Ling'er's wonderful eyes, tears rolled around, and she forced herself to not pour out.

After saying goodbye to the two daughters, Zhou Yang's mind was rippling and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. The figure of the two daughters couldn't help but come to mind. Zhou Yang thought about this and that. The two daughters had their own good. If Zhou Yang had to choose, Zhou Yang really couldn't make a decision, even though he had already gotten married to Princess Nangong.

Both of these women are very important to Zhou Yang, and Zhou Yang can use his life to protect them.

"If you marry them all, you will hug them left and right!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel the wolf's heart.

Suddenly, a wind blew, and Zhou Yang was shocked for no reason, and a chill was heard on his back, and a feeling of a knife holding his neck emerged. Zhou Yang's people who had learned from the battlefield had a sense of danger that was beyond ordinary people. Everyone who had bathed in blood and rolled in the pile of dead people would have this sensitivity.

Yes, it's dangerous! Zhou Yang is very sure that an ominous feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

As soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, the Feng Baojia stopped, pondered for a moment, and went back to beat the horse. Soon he saw Princess Nangong and Zhang Ling'er still standing in the same place, tiptoing, stretching their necks, and looking at Zhou Yang in surprise.

"Don't leave?" Although Princess Nangong knew the general idea and knew that Zhou Yang was plagued by military affairs, it was the main thing to go to train troops. However, as a woman, she still hoped that Zhou Yang would be with her.

Although Zhang Ling'er didn't speak, her meaning was exactly the same as Princess Nangong.

"I forgot to remind you, you should be careful." Zhou Yang really didn't know how to say that feeling.

"We will be careful." Princess Nangong answered on behalf of the two women.

Zhang Ling'er didn't say anything and nodded gently.

"You must keep it in mind. Try to go out as little as possible. If you go out, bring more people." Zhou Yang reminded.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Princess Nangong smiled.

"I have an ominous premonition, as if something big is about to happen." Zhou Yang frowned and decided to tell them: "People who crawled out of the pile of dead are particularly sensitive to these dangers. There will be no mistakes, something big is bound to happen!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Ling'er nodded.

"Everyone listened to you." Princess Nangong nodded obediently.

"Remember, go out less. Even if you want to go out, you have to bring more people!" Zhou Yang was still worried and gave a reminder.

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Suiyang, in the cell.

Han Anguo was dressed in rags and ragged clothes, sitting on the straw, leaning his head against the earthen wall, shouting: "Is anyone? Is anyone?"

"What kind of how to do you want? How to be mourned!" A prisonman was carrying a Han sword around his waist and holding a bowl of rough rice in his hand. He swayed over and looked at Han Anguo unkindly.

"Give some food, give some food quickly." Han Anguo's lips were dry and cracked.

"Do you want to eat? Eat shit!" The prison guard was very arrogant.

"You dare to treat me like this? I am the inner historian of Liang State and the official of the court." Han Anguo became angry and glared at the prison guard.

"Are there any officials in the court who are imprisoned?" The prison guard pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully.

"As long as the court has not dismissed my post, I will be the official of the court." Han Anguo said stubbornly. Even if he was not dismissed, he would be imprisoned. It was only a matter of time before he was dismissed.

"You have been hungry for three days. You dare to be so arrogant. You haven't hungry enough yet. You have another three days!" The jailer shook the rough rice in his hand: "This was originally intended for you to eat. If you are so stubborn, don't even think about it!"

Han Anguo was thirsty and hungry, and he was so uncomfortable. His eyes were staring at the rough rice, so he could not move away. At this moment, for Han Anguo, that was not rough rice, but delicacies from mountains and seas.

"I said, who do not offend you, but you want to offend Lord Yang and Lord Gongsun. They want me to starve you to death." The jailer said disdainfully, "You are quite popular. Someone pays for you and asks me to make a bowl of food for you. For the sake of money, this bowl of rough rice will be rewarded to you."

"Who is it?" Han Anguo's eyes rolled.

"Who else can be there? A few literati!" The jailer shook his head, saying, "It's not a loss, it's not a praising," "literati only know how to write and write, but it's not a bit of bones. You have so many old friends, and you've been imprisoned, none of them dare to come to see you and say good things to you. That Mei Cheng, Zhuang Ji, and Sima Xiangru, dared not take the words of Lord Yang and Lord Gongsun to heart and pay you for food."

Han Anguo’s relationship with these three people was not very good, so he could only say it was average. Unexpectedly, when he was imprisoned, it was these three people who were helping him, and he couldn’t help but feel mixed emotions.

"Eat, eat!" The jailer poured a bowl of rough rice to the ground and laughed jokingly.

"You?" Han Anan was furious and shouted: "How dare you do this? Are you not afraid of one day when I have an official position to be restored?"

"Hmph!" the prison guard sneered: "You are the only one? You didn't kill you, you are considered to be lucky! Why are you dreaming about reinstatement?"

"You must know that ashes can be rekindled. Although I am temporarily imprisoned, An Zhi will not see the light of day again!" Han Anguo said in a deep voice.

"Even if you are revived, I will soak my urine and kill him!" The prison guard was very disdainful and spitted his saliva at the rough rice on the ground. Then he clapped his hands and left.

Han Anguo was very angry and had to endure the disgust and grab the rough rice and eat it.

As soon as Han Anguo was released from prison, this story became an allusion called "resurrection" and passed down.

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In the palace of Liang, King Liang and Guo Jie and disciples, Yang Sheng and Gongsun Gui were having a banquet.

Since the last incident, King Liang had a banquet, and no longer invited Mei Cheng, Zhuang Ji and Sima Xiangru. Han Anguo was imprisoned and could not have a banquet with him.

"Congratulations to the King, congratulations to King Liang!" Yang Sheng raised his wine glass and congratulated King Liang.
To be continued...