"Come on, drag General Tianbao down and chop it down."

Yang Guang stared at Yuwen Chengdu with a harmless smile on his face, and his heart suddenly became angry. He really wanted to kick this guy to the ground and beat him to reduce his hatred. However, he was very suspicious that his small body could breathe down? In order to avoid being injured, he could only use Yin Jie's face and angrily instruct the soldiers outside to drag him out and chop him.

Of course, he didn't really want to kill Yuwen Chengdu, he just wanted to make him angry and let him admit his mistake so that he could give himself a step.

Yang Guang could naturally hear the meaning of the poem. At first glance, he almost burst into anger. For a second, he really had the urge to cut off this rude guy. But when he thought about it, he felt that he could not do that. Although this boy's words were really abominable and even described as disgusting, his starting point and ultimate goal were for himself and his own country. Moreover, this boy was loyal to him and had a strong ability. If he was really cut off, wouldn't it be a huge loss? Without him, who would help him guard the Liao land? Who would help him suppress the Mobei? Who would conquer Hexi for himself? Who would push Lingnan for himself?

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is it worth it to leave the heart of an invincible general for a princess of the previous dynasty?"

"Chengdu, I'm going to cut you down, do you have something to say?"

Yang Guang, who had a conclusion in his heart, returned to his usual calmness and calmness, walked to the outside of the garden, picked a charming peony flower, placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, revealing an intoxicating look. As he said that, he also placed the flowers in his hand in front of Yuwen Chengdu, as if showing off.

"Don't you make a fuss, your highness, didn't you ask me before how to become the emperor of the ages? Since you would ask, it must be hope, but just like this, you will definitely be ridiculed and scolded. It is definitely not the style that an emperor of the ages should have."

Of course, Yuwen Cheng knew that Yang Guang would not do anything to himself because of a satirical poem. He slapped the thrown flowers and rolled his eyes quietly, and spoke again to advise.

Yang Guang's defeat was inevitable. He had no ability to break the situation without destruction. Not only him, he could not end well even if he was as powerful as the Qin Emperor and Han Wu in the Sui Dynasty. The four queens of Dugu clan in Longxi, Li, Jiang, and Zheng clans have been entrenched in Longyou for four hundred years since the end of the Han Dynasty. The Gao clans and Hongnong Ran Wei clans in Shandong were still two royal families.

These nobles are too powerful, and Yang Guang will definitely lose, but if they lose, they will lose. Yuwen Cheng still hopes that he can leave as good reputation as possible for the world when he leaves.

This is not just because Yang Guang is good enough to him, but because the world owes justice. Yuwen Cheng hopes that when the world returns him this way, he discovers that Emperor Guang of the Second Emperor of Sui is also a great king with both virtue and talent, both literary and pictures, and great talent.

He can give him an evaluation of "being defeated by the times, not being alone".

After Yuwen Chengdu said that, the two walked straight towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony. During this period, they were silent in tacit understanding and no one spoke.

"Oh, you kid is really not giving me face. After all, I am the one who is about to ascend the throne. You are still sarcastic and cursing, which really embarrass me." In the end, Yang Guang couldn't stand the dull atmosphere first, sighed to the sky, and then looked at Yuwen Chengdu, who seemed to be nothing beside him, with a resentful expression, just like a grievanced woman in the boudoir. "But, Chengdu, you have to be careful when you speak. When there is no one in private, you want to say something.

Say whatever you want. Although I will still be angry, I will not make any helpless actions. It would be different if there were others. If all the civil and military officials were also on the scene when you wrote the poem just now, then I would probably really cut you down. The royal face seemed dispensable to you, but it seemed to others that it was a great deal. You are already a crime of deceiving the king. If I don’t punish you, what would the officials think of me? If everyone is like you, then what else can you do to the country?"

After hearing this, Yuwen Cheng nodded, bowed to Yang Guang, and signaled to admit his mistake.

"Don't worry, your highness, I will pay attention. In fact, I lost my mind in a hurry to write that poem and beg the palace to surrender."

How could he not know these simple basic principles? If he didn't know, how could he be so prosperous?

Yang Guang, who knew, trusted him very much, and could abandon the emperor's dignity and majesty and fight with him. But all this could only be privately. On the surface, he was not much better than other ministers in the court. If he spoke rudely, he would definitely be asking for trouble.

Some things and things can be done behind their backs, but they are taboos on the surface. As Yang Guang said, there were more than 400 civil and military officials in the Wude Hall when they were in court. If everyone talked to Yang Guang like himself, then the Sui Dynasty would be over.

The emperor's answer to his ministers was "Don't make trouble". What else can the emperor defend the country's borders and the king dies in the country?

"Well, just be sure, just be clear, and the punishment will be exempted. Just guard the border for me." When Yang Guang heard that Yuwen Cheng was accusing him of guilt, he felt very rare. He was hard-earned. He immediately raised his head proudly and nodded in a majestic manner.

I have to say that Yang Guangchang’s one is really good, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist, tall and mighty, and a handsome talent.

Yuwen Chengdu even felt that if the Sui Dynasty ranked by its appearance, this guy deserves to be the best. His handsomeness is different from Zhao Yun's elegance, Yuwen Chengdu's weirdness is also different from Zhou Yu's elegance, giving people a sense of firmness. If you smile, you will be as sunny as a boy next door.

"Let your Highness let go! With Chengdu, no one from the foreign tribe can hurt my people." Yuwen Chengdu patted his chest with confidence and continued, "By the way, Your Highness, this Khitan's invasion gave our army a reason to declare war to him. After ascending the throne, your Highness would announce that the world would gather a large army to destroy the Khitan tribe. This would not only increase some territory for our Great Sui Dynasty, but also make your Highness famous and shocked some sluts who thought that I Great Sui had become a toothless tiger because of the death of the late emperor."

"I want to destroy another clan?" Yang Guang's eyes lit up when he heard that he was about to expand his territory. "He is sure that he can level the Khitan? How many people and how long does it take?"

"Your Highness misunderstood that it was not annihilation of the clan, but just to defeat them and accept the rule and management of our dynasty. Because the Khitan is close to our Han area, a large part of the so-called Khitans are originally my Han dynasties, and it is a bit unbearable to exterminate the clan." Yuwen Chengdu and his wife came to the Grand Palace. Looking at Yang Guang, who was excited when they heard the expansion of territory, they laughed loudly, but said calmly, "As for the soldiers, there is no need for too many soldiers. 50,000 iron hooves, two months is enough to make them kneel down and submit to their sanctions."

(End of this chapter)
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