Chapter 212: Biography of Yang Ye (3)

"Father assured?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.
"Isn't there anything to worry about? I'm so tired of being here here all the time. Why can't I retreat, I've been supporting you since your mother went. I'm tired of it now. If I could, I would rather have your brother take over. This position. So far, the emperor of the first ancestors of the heavens has inherited the hereditary kings and asked the heirs to start a family and then start a business. Your brother can’t succeed to the throne without a wife in one day, and the father can’t retreat." Yun Wang said.
"There is such a saying?" Yun Qianyue was stunned.
"Hmm!" Lord Yun nodded.
"Then the four royal palaces are all the same? The royal palace? The Prince's palace? The Prince's palace?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.
"It's all so!" Lord Yun Yun nodded again.
Yun Qianyue thought that Ye Qingran, Rong Jing, Yun Muhan, and Leng Shaozhuo did not have a wife. She couldn’t help but wonder,
Ye Qingran only came back after seven years of travel without a wife. It’s justified that Rong Jing had been out of the government just ten years after his illness. It’s justified without a wife. My brother was dragged down by Princess Qingwan. It’s justified without a wife. But why didn’t Leng Shaozhuo have a wife?

"It is the filial prince who does not want him to take over the throne as soon as possible. Once Lord Leng Xiao takes over the throne, the filial prince will retire. We haven't withdrawn, and the filial prince is a person who loves rights, how can he retreat?" Road.
"It turns out so!" Yun Qingyue nodded. "Don't the emperor urge them to marry big things? They haven't even gotten married yet?"
"The emperor has not moved, nor expressed his position, and I don't know what is in my heart." Lord Yun said.
Yun Qingyue thought for a moment and snorted, "It is estimated that you are better in control. It is not easy for them to take over the throne so early. He is about to be reserved for the new emperor to draw or stand up, or even one fell swoop. Eradication only makes him more satisfied."
"Qianyue, be careful of the ears next to the wall!" Lord Yun Yun did not expect Yunqianyue to say this. Startled for a while.
"It's okay! In my yard, the father-king said nothing. Mo Li was in the dark." Yun Qingyue thought that his father-king really made her wonder what to say. She didn't understand how he was so afraid of the old emperor.
Lord Yun looked slightly better, and seemed to see Yun Qiangyue's thoughts. He sighed again and lowered his voice: "You are still young, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. You haven't taught the emperor's methods today. After your mother-in-law took over the throne in the past two decades, she still has no knowledge of the emperor. You can imagine how unfathomable the emperor is."
Yun Qianyue wanted to say that it was your fool. I didn’t know the old emperor for twenty years, so I don’t need to be confused. But she couldn't say this at all, and she knew in her heart that the old emperor's method might be more powerful than she thought. Because from that day the Wu champion general meeting can be glimpsed. But people will have weaknesses and shortcomings. The weak point of the old emperor is Jiangshan Sheji. As long as she holds his weakness, she will still have a chance to flop when he shoots her. She said lightly to Lord Yun: "I know what the father said. You can rest assured! I know how to do it."
"Father is just afraid that you don’t know these things and wants to talk to you to make you understand. Now it seems that you have a clear heart, then I won’t say it. I just think of a gifted mother like your mother, how? There might be one..." Lord Yun said of this stop, and looked at Yun Qianyue, and when she saw her, he turned to the topic: "Tomorrow is your mother's bogey, you go to Yunwu Mountain. Be careful. Foggy, there are also fierce beasts. When your mother swallowed, she did not enter the ancestral dynasty when she swallowed. She had to let me bury her at the top of Yunwu Mountain. Although I disagree, it was her last words. How can I have the heart to let her swallow with disappointment. , So I can only promise. I have left her alone at the top of the mountain in recent years. Fortunately, you have to go to her abstinence day every year."
Yun Qingyue thought that this was no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere. She is worrying about not knowing where is the tomb of her mother! It turned out to be at the top of Yunwu Mountain. It is said that the top of Yunwu Mountain is beyond Bailidi. It will be an hour to ride a fast horse. That's not too far away.
"You have an injured arm now, and you were assassinated with Jing Shizi a few days ago in the light of day. I really can't worry about going out by yourself. And before your mother died, she told everyone except Yunyou not to visit She. So, take Mo Li and the Three Thousand Hidden Guards together tomorrow! Although the Three Thousand Hidden Guards are the Dark Guards of the Cloud King's Mansion, they are not considered to be people with the blood of the Cloud King's Mansion." Cloud Lord Ye said again.
"Why did my mother have such an order?" Yun Qianyue wondered.
"Your mother..." Emperor Yun's face appeared sad and painful, spit out two words, and there was no sound.
Yun Qianyue no longer asked, she is still in a mess nowadays, and has no leisure to worry about the affairs of the previous generation. She calmed down and said to Lord Yun: "Father, rest assured! I will bring the Guardian with me this time."
Lord Yun seemed to be immersed in a certain thought, and nodded unconsciously.
Yun Qianyue stopped talking. Thinking of what kind of woman her mother is? Grandpa Yun has always admired her.
"Your lord, the emperor sent someone to speak, saying that Princess Nanjiang entered the palace and was looking for clues behind the murderer. Please enter the palace immediately." Yunmeng hurriedly ran into the shallow moon pavilion, and Lao Yuan's voice hurriedly came.
King Yun awakened, quickly stood up, stepped out, and walked two steps and asked Yun Qianyue, "Shallow Moon, are you going to the palace with your father Wang? After all, this is about your assassination with Jing Shizi. You Go see if Princess Ye can find a clue?"
"Don't go, Father Go!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.
Lord Yun looked at Yun Qianyue's arm, thinking that she was going to Yunwu Mountain tomorrow, nodded, and walked out quickly. Not long after that, they left the Qingyue Pavilion.
Yun Meng didn't leave immediately, but came to the door and said respectfully to the room: "Miss Asahi, there is a letter from you. The old slave just brought it to you."
"Letters?" Yun Qingyue froze, "Mine?"
"It's a letter to you!" Yun Meng nodded.
Yun Qianyue stood up and walked to the door. Yun Meng immediately submitted the letter. She reached out and took it, with an ordinary envelope made of straw paper. She looked at it from the front and back, and there was no signature on the straw paper. And the handwriting, she opened it doubtfully, and there was a leaf in it. She gently pulled out the leaf, and the three words "An Hao No" were engraved on it like a bamboo stick.
She dropped the leaves, and there was no writing on the back of the leaves except the lines. She carefully looked at the front again, and there was no more writing on the front. She shook the envelope again, and there was nothing in it. She raised her eyebrows and asked Yun Meng: "Uncle Meng, how did you get this letter?"
"A little beggar arrived at the door and said it was yours." Yun Meng said.
"Little beggar? Did you say anything else?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.
"No! The old slave hadn't had time to ask, and the little beggar ran away. The old slave could only quickly come to you with this letter." Yun Meng shook his head, looking at Yun Qianyue's face, also puzzled, " Miss, who is this letter to you?"
Yun Qianyue did not answer, and asked, "Is there anyone who sent such a letter before?"
"No, this is the first time." Yun Meng froze, shaking his head.
"I thought I remembered it wrong! It really wasn't." Yun Qiangyue shook the leaves and smiled at Yun Meng: "Who is probably a prank on me? Nothing, just a leaf." ."
Yun Meng looked at the leaves in Yun Qianyue's hands and froze for a moment, his face gradually showing fascination and nostalgia.
"What's wrong? Does Uncle Meng think something is wrong?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.
Yun Meng immediately recovered and shook his head at Yun Qianyue, "There is nothing wrong with it, it's just that the old slave saw this leaf and thought of the old slave's hometown."
"Oh? Where is Uncle Meng's hometown?" Yun Qianyue glanced down at the leaves in his hand, which was just a common poplar leaf. Such leaves are everywhere.
"The old slave's hometown is in Yangye City. Although this kind of leaves are everywhere, this kind of leaves in Yangye City is the most common place in the world." Yun Meng's nostalgic meaning.
"Yang Yecheng? Where?" Yun Qianyue wondered.
"Yang Yecheng is in northern Xinjiang, it is the largest city in northern Xinjiang." Yunmeng Road.
Northern Xinjiang? Yun Qianyue's thoughts moved, something flashed away from her mind, she wanted to grasp, the feeling disappeared invisible again, exactly the same as the feeling that appeared when he and Rong Feng spoke yesterday. She smiled at Yunmeng, "I still don't know Uncle Meng's home is in Yang Yecheng."
"The old slave's home was in Yang Yecheng. Later, because his great-grandfather entered the dynasty as an official, his family moved to Tiansheng Jingcheng." Yun Meng explained: "The old slave once buried his grandfather and father's ashes for burial and returned home. Yang Yecheng twice. Later, a fellow brother of the old slave went three years ago, and the old slave went back to the funeral and went back again."
"What is Yang Yecheng?" Yun Qiangyue remembered that Yun Meng's grandfather seemed to have paid a court visit to the former prime minister. Later, his father sat in the dynasty's Taishiling. Uncle Meng stayed in Yunwang Mansion as a slave because her grandfather had a life-saving grace for him.
"Yang Yecheng, it's beautiful." Yun Meng said.
"Don't you say that Northern Xinjiang is a land of bitter cold?" Yun Qianyue asked.
"North Xinjiang is indeed a place of bitter cold, but that was ten years ago. Now that North Xinjiang is different, old slaves can't describe it. When the lady has the opportunity to go to North Xinjiang and see it, it will be understood. It's different. The old slaves are all ready. When the old slaves can't do anything in their old age, they will go back to Yang Yecheng to care for the elderly and bury their bones in their hometown."
"Ye Luogui is not bad!" Yun Qingyue no longer asked, waving to Yunmeng with a smile, "Uncle Meng is busy!"
Yun Meng nodded, turned around and walked out. After two steps, he turned back and asked, "Will the old slave send someone to find the little beggar and get it back for the young lady to cross-check? See who ate the ambitious leopard and dared to tease the young lady ."