Turbulent Times Chapter 510: Drunk playing big swords

Hou Quande cheered up, and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this servant is about to report this matter to His Majesty. Whether the rumors of the Yu family's "Longevity Scripture" is true or not, this servant has sent a large number of people to investigate, and there is no definite news yet. .But the slaves think that this kind of thing is better to be believed than not to be believed."

"You're right." Yang Jian nodded, his eyes full of greed. Nothing can compare to the temptation of a dying old man, let alone the emperor.

"Give Yu Zhongheng a decree to present the "Longevity Scripture" to me. If the Yu family dares to disobey the decree, I will punish him for deceiving the emperor." Yang Jian said fiercely.

"Your Majesty, the Yu family has been relatively close to His Royal Highness the King of Han recently." Hou Quande hesitated a little, but reminded.

Because of the temptation of longevity, Yang Jian, who lost his normal rationality slightly, was taken aback for a moment, and said with a cold snort: "Since you are Liang'er's supporters, then give them half a month, if half a month is spent at home If they fail to present the "Longevity Scripture", I will be rude to them."

Although the Yu family is also a powerful family, and one of the eight powerful families in Guanlong, it is still one or two inferior to the giants like the Qizongwusurname and the Hongnong Yang family. There are too many scruples, and it is natural for the family to force the other party to die and break the net, causing some troubles, but these troubles are still under control, not to mention that this time it is the Yu family's own death, this "Longevity Scripture" is only controlled by the emperor Only in the hands can we dispel the coveting of the people of the world to the greatest extent, otherwise everyone will be guilty of the crime of conceiving the jade, and the result of family ruin and death.

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The news that Han Qinhu, Yang Xuangan, and Zhao Shiguang were dismissed and expelled from the palace quickly spread throughout the capital, and naturally Wang Junlin also got the news.

Wang Junlin thought it was true, but at the same time he was shocked by Yang Jian's indifference and ruthlessness again. He didn't expect Yang Jian to be so cruel. But Han Qinhu is different! In terms of military achievements, he is not higher than Wang Junlin, but his qualifications are there. He is the oldest among the nine founding elders, and he has always been the most loyal to Yang Jian, okay?

Such a hero, no matter what he said wrongly, he shouldn't be humiliated like this!

The same sentence, the emperor is ruthless, and animals like real dragons are indifferent.

Hesitating for a while, Wang Junlin asked someone to prepare two carts of backing wine, went out, and went straight to Han's residence.

Han Qinhu is his elder, he has the kindness to support and take care of him, and this kind of care does not have any element of benefit. shallow.

With these two layers of relationship, Wang Junlin can't turn a blind eye to it, at least he has to enlighten him, lest this stubborn veteran can't figure it out.

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The Han Mansion is also on the main street directly opposite the main entrance of the Imperial Palace, but the location is relatively remote. It is located at the southernmost tip and the farthest from the imperial city. So this is not to say that Han Qinhu has the lowest qualification status among the founding heroes of the Great Sui Dynasty, but because he is unwilling to fight for these things. This veteran has some things he insists on. Changle Palace.

Wang Junlin rode a blood-maned horse to the gate of the Han Mansion. The gate was a bit crude, but as a state prince, he still had the ostentation that he should have. , but did not cut off his title.

Two rows of wild geese stood at the gate. Just as Wang Junlin walked to the open space in front of the gate, an old concierge from the Han House who was missing half an arm ran over on tiptoe to greet him.

"My lord said, follow His Majesty's orders to close the door and meditate on your mistakes, and don't see any outsiders." The porter smiled kindly, but the refusal in his tone was unquestionable.

Although Wang Junlin only came to the Han residence once, I believe that with his reputation, the concierge must remember him, and he should also know his relationship with the Han family father and son, but he was refused entry at this time. Jun Lin was stunned for a moment, and said: "Old man, go and send a message to Uncle Han, and just say it's me! Say that I brought him two carts of good wine."

The old concierge glanced at the two carriages behind Wang Junlin, hesitated for a moment, and ran in to report.

Not long after, the old concierge ran back again, panting: "Please come into the mansion, Lord Hou..."

Walking around the screen wall, Wang Junlin heard gusts of wind howling as soon as he walked to the corridor.

Wang Junlin's complexion changed, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. He walked a few steps forward, but saw Han Qinhu, shirtless, stepping on the Jiugong, with a long sword in his hand dancing vigorously, his moves and footsteps But it was a little messed up. Looking carefully, Han Qinhu's face was flushed and his body was swaying, obviously drunk.

Dancing Dancing with a Drunken Sword sounds very elegant, but Wang Junlin knew that although the sword in Han Qinhu's hand was not as good as his Longque, it was also a famous treasured sword in the Sui Dynasty, and how sharp it was. What kind of power would this thing hold in the hands of an old general? If it was held in the hands of a drunk old general, it would be extremely dangerous.

Looking at Han Qinhu's surroundings, all the flowers, plants and trees in the front yard have been wiped out by the machete, only the scattered dead branches and leaves are left on the ground, not to mention people and animals near the front yard, not even a fly can be seen Then, looking up again, many heads quietly popped out from under the pillars outside the front hall of the Han Mansion, Han Qinhu's eldest son Han Shiya, as well as his wife, concubine, housekeeper, maidservant, everyone looked fearful. , looking at the crazy Han Qinhu in the yard from afar...

Facts have proved that even if the general is drunk, he is still a general. He still has the ability to listen to six directions and see all directions. The big knife flew out of his hand and flew towards Wang Junlin, Wang Junlin didn't dare to neglect, although the old general was old, but he still had the strength to break through the stage, he used a little force with both hands, and used his skill to catch the big knife easily , then put it aside casually, took a few steps forward, saluted Han Qinhu, and said, "My nephew pays homage to Uncle Han."

At this time, Wang Junlin could already smell a strong smell of alcohol. It was obvious that Han Qinhu drank a lot of sanlejiang, and from time to time a choking belch would emerge from his throat.

Han Qinhu squinted at him with drunken eyes, his brick-like square face was like a red brick thrown head-on after drinking, very scary.

"I heard that you brought two carts of good wine to the old man, but the backing wine named after the title of the old man Yang Lin..."

Wang Junlin looked at Han Qinhu's drunken state, and really didn't want to take out the wine he brought. ', what if you drink something bad, there is no way to wash your stomach in this era...