Turbulent Times Chapter 171: Taiping Tavern

At the turn of the Zhou and Sui Dynasties, Dugu Jialuo personally persuaded Yang Jian to make a grand plan for the Sui Dynasty; it can be said that without the full support of Dugu Jialuo, there would be no establishment of the Great Sui Dynasty, let alone Yang Jian's position as the Son of Heaven.

Of course, after the founding of the country, Empress Dugu deeply participated in the government affairs. , and the rule of the founding emperor was able to appear. Empress Dugu contributed a lot, so she honored the emperor and empress as "two saints" in the palace.

In addition, the dismissal of Prime Minister Gao Ying and the abolition of Prince Yi were all led by Dugu Jialuo after he fell ill, which shows his strength and power.

So, Yang Jian is full of deep affection and gratitude to Dugu Jialuo. The latter's death has made him very sad these days, but deep down in his heart, there is a faint pleasure of the shackles on his body disappearing instantly. When resting at night, he couldn't help thinking of Mrs. Xuanhua's stunning beauty and white, tender and enchanting body that he had always coveted. Before the queen was there, he could only watch but not eat, but now Yang Jian, who is not controlled by anyone, can't wait any longer.

At this moment, Yang Jian thought of Dugu Jialuo's face, and suddenly felt a little guilty and guilty.

"The Queen and I are both called the Second Sage, and this garden tomb should also be called the Mountain Tomb." Yang Jian said suddenly, Zhou Chengyan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites who was reading the mourning book he had just written, was stunned for a moment.

Several ministers looked at each other, not knowing what to say. The queen's mausoleum should be named Yuanling, which is an old practice in all dynasties. But Yang Jian wanted to change it to a mountain mausoleum that can only be used by the emperor.

However, Empress Dugu and the Son of Heaven are both called the Second Sage, and the two have a deep relationship. What should be done is not a word from the Son of Heaven? Compared with the emperor, the queen's usual etiquette is only that she doesn't blow the whip, so no one is willing to come out and touch Yang Jian's bad luck.

"As Your Majesty said." Yang Sudang said first, "Since this is the case, the envoys of the Yuanling Mausoleum should be renamed Shanling. The envoys of the Yuanling Mausoleum can be appointed by the Minister of Rites. The envoys of the Shanling Mausoleum should be replaced by ministers." /

"Everything can be compared with the mountain mausoleum ritual system." Yang Jian glanced at Yang Su, and couldn't help sneering at the latter's support for him at this time, but still nodded to him and said solemnly.

However, he suddenly asked again: "Today, there are seven supervisory censors from Yushitai and Hou Guanfu who wrote a book together to impeach Yang Su for using military weapons and sending people to assassinate General Zhenyuan in the street, Qin Anhou Wang Junlin. I don't know how you think about this matter?"

Although Yang Su knew that this moment would come, he still couldn't help shrinking his pupils, but his expression was calm.

As for the emperor's question, it only caused a moment of silence in the hall.

All the ministers looked down at the wat board in their hands, and no one spoke up, carrying out the motto that silence is golden.

Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but his face changed slightly, and he let out a cold snort.

Everyone in the palace could more or less feel the emperor's thoughts, and this was the reason for their silence.

Old **** Du stood not far from the emperor, seeing that no one among the important ministers was willing to speak first, he couldn't help cursing a group of old foxes inwardly.

It's not that Yang Su is popular, but that Yang Su's power is too great, and his previous methods are too powerful. From Su Wei down, many ministers have more or less suffered from him in the past. Taking a chance and gaining wisdom, among the important ministers at the moment, none of them are willing to take the lead in expressing their views publicly, otherwise Yang Su will not fall down, and the unlucky one will be himself again.

Of course, this is the superficial reason. The deeper reason is that all the important officials in the palace at this time come from powerful families. Everyone knows that the emperor is deliberately suppressing the powerful families. A feeling of sadness came out. Therefore, this can be regarded as a silent resistance.

The silence in the hall was embarrassing, and the cries of the clan members in the main hall next door could be heard clearly. Yang Jian's face darkened when he saw that he could not hear from his courtiers. Since no one spoke, he had no choice but to go through the normal procedure - the person involved made up his own, produced evidence, and punished him.

The first step is naturally the parties' self-defense.

"Yang Su, this matter involves you, what do you have to say?" Yang Jian looked calm when he said this, but he was not angry, at least on the surface no one could see what he was thinking in his heart at this time what is it.

Yang Su didn't panic at all, but there was just the right amount of anger on his face, which was a kind of anger of being wronged. He stepped out, knelt down to Yang Jian, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I can swear to my ancestors, The assassination of Wang Junlin was not done by the minister, it was someone's intention to frame the minister. Please be aware of it, Your Majesty."

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Shen Guang, dressed as a woodcutter, walked into the Taiping Tavern, wearing a short jacket and carrying a bundle of dry firewood.

Having been observing and inquiring around for many days, he finally couldn't help but painted his face yellow with turmeric, dressed up meticulously, and replaced a woodcutter who delivered firewood to the Taiping Tavern. He planned to go in and investigate the tavern further. In reality, it would be better if Sun Simiao could be rescued, if not, then it would be better to make complete preparations for the next rescue of Sun Simiao.

The journey went smoothly, Shen Guang came to the place where the firewood was piled up in the backyard, clapped his hands and smiled at a strong man who was chopping firewood: "Brother Tai is good at chopping firewood, even a three-foot-long dry firewood can be easily split in half .”

The burly man who chopped firewood smiled without raising his head: "Why didn't Li Sanlang come today?"

Shen Guang helped the strong man get the chopped firewood and put it neatly on the side, and said: "Li Sanlang took my old lady to see a doctor today, let me take his place."

The strong man glanced at Shen Guang, sighed, and said: "Li Sanlang's old lady has been ill for more than three months, and it is probably a waste of money."

Shen Guang looked around and asked in a low voice: "Brother, this is the first time here. Dare I ask you, have the money here been so easy?"

The brawny man whispered: "You can ask the shopkeeper at the front desk for your firewood money. You have never been in arrears so far, and the price is still fair."

Shen Guang nodded, and after thanking the strong man, he left the small courtyard where the firewood was piled up, and opened a secret door when no one was prepared. As soon as he shrank, he got in.

Taiping Tavern is built extremely tall, but the lobby for welcoming guests is only on the high second floor. The huge ground floor and underground wine cellar still occupy a very large space.

But all large buildings are manufactured according to strict procedures, even if there are some changes, they are very subtle.

Shen Guang just happened to know where the secret passage should be built in such a building.

Standing in the dark passage in the dark, after the eyes got used to the dim light, they carefully moved down step by step.

After a short while, I came to a huge kitchen. There was no one there, but compared with the ordinary tavern kitchen, it was too clean and tidy. Occasionally, one or two mice could be seen running from the chopping board. After that, Shen Guang quietly walked to the depths of the first floor along the route that the mouse ran.

PS: I'm very sorry, it's too late———