The cute little Taoist nun exudes a touching charm all over her body
It's mehetic!
It's sweet again! There is also a hint of grace and charm that is not obvious due to age. It is somewhat similar to the temperament of Queen Mother Yang, but it lacks the three mature styles that Queen Mother Yang has.
Yang Bingyu, who brought the tea to her, pulled her into her arms, and Empress Dowager Yang Bingyu's thin shoulders like a baby, sighed with emotion: Ten years ago, my aunt ended in failure in the political struggle with the treacherous minister Shi Miyuan. She did not even save her favorite prince Zhao Rong. Instead, she had to live in You Palace and become a queen mother who completely lost her power. What kind of face do she have to promote her identity as the queen mother in front of Xiao Yu'er?
Yang Cishan, who had just had a sip of tea, looked guilty. It was all because of his ignorance that his brother was ignorant back then. He made the traitorous prime minister Shi Miyuan take advantage of the loopholes, and the three of us, father and son, also pleaded with his sister for him, so that Zhao Yuju, who had unknown origin, successfully ascended the throne and became the emperor of our dynasty.
For more than ten years, Yang Cishan still feels a little hot when he mentions the differences in siblings.
Pity looked at Yang Cishan, who was bowing and sincerely admitting his mistakes. The elegant and luxurious Empress Dowager Yang lamented and asked: Brother, do you know how our ancestors of the Yang family died?
Although time has passed by nearly three hundred years and although Tianbo Mansion has long ceased to exist, the loyalty of the Yang family's children has never changed. They have made great contributions to protecting Zhao Song's Jiangshan
The Yang family has never changed its status in the northern and southern Song dynasties and has always been noble and prominent.
And Yang Linggong and Yue Shaobao's heroic spirit have always been the eternal and morale-boosting military souls in the army.
When talking about his ancestors, a sincere worship look appeared in Yang Cishan's tiger's eyes, as if he once again saw the glorious years of his ancestors roaming the battlefield.
At this moment, seeing the disappointment flashing in his aunt's eyes, Yang Bingyu's waist twisted, walked to Yang Cishan, gently pulled his father's collar, interrupting Yang Cishan, who was still immersed in the afterglow of his ancestors.
The light from a pair of beautiful eyes popped out, passed through the windows of a luxurious palace-like room, and splashed into the small temple outside, Empress Dowager Yang's face looked as deep and solemn as the azure blue sky.
Brother, for more than ten years, my sister has never cared about what you, father and son did back then, let alone a trace of resentment.
With his eyes retracted and he looked at Yang Cishan in front of him gently, Empress Dowager Yang said calmly: You big men have never really thought that you ancestor Ling Gong and others were on the battlefield and never met an enemy, but in the end they died unjustly. Is the real reason for dying with your eyes open?
Generations of heroes will not be able to end well. This is the eternal pain in the hearts of the generals of the Yang family and their descendants. Queen Mother Yang mentioned it again. Tears of suspension appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a trace of sinisterness floated across her beautiful eyes.
Feeling the endless sadness contained in his sister's eyes, Yang Cishan couldn't help but burst into tears again. He walked to Empress Dowager Yang, knelt down and said solemnly: Sister, I obey your orders in everything!
The intimate name contains a strong sense of honor and inferiority between the monarch and the minister. This is the love between brothers and sisters in the era of cannibalism!
The power on the graceful face was fully extinguished. Empress Dowager Yang's smooth jade hand contacted Yang Cishan for the first time, and helped the general who was ordered to go north to fight against the Great Liao Dynasty.
Well, this is how we look like the descendants of our Yang family!
With his right hand, he gently stroked Yang Cishan's temples, which were already covered with silver threads, and the corners of Empress Dowager Yang's eyebrows were filled with sadness.
Like my sister, my younger brother followed the teachings of ancestors for half his life and loyally protected the Song Dynasty. However, the efforts of our Yang family from generation to generation were not only made by the Zhao family, which was afraid of death, but were always suspicious. More than 50 people of all sizes died at the hands of the official family. What is the use of our ancestors to reappear?
There is no greater sorrow than death. At this moment, Empress Dowager Yang really gave up on the Zhao family.
However, such unfaithful and unfilial words were spoken from the queen who had maintained the Song Dynasty for more than 20 or 30 years. Yang Cishan felt a chill rising from his back, and he was full of confusion about his official career and the future of the Yang family.
Sister, what exactly should our Yang family do?
Although Yang Cishan, who was the head of the Yang family, realized the family crisis, asked the resourceful Queen Yang instead.
Brother, you probably have heard the abnormal celestial phenomena in Lin'an Prefecture these days, right?
Empress Dowager Yang suddenly became more excited and asked with a smile
Well, today the official is also consulting civil and military officials for this matter!
Yang Cishan nodded with a serious expression, wondering whether to tell his sister the uneasy guess in his heart.
Looking at her younger brother who was reluctant to speak, Empress Dowager Yang was slightly disappointed: the generals were just generals after all, they were just heroes on the battlefield, and they seemed much more immature in the struggle for palace power!
Yes, your guess is correct! The Zhao family is exhausted, and it has been the case for the destruction of the country and the destruction of the tribe for these 20 or 30 years.
The words of Empress Dowager Yang shocked Yang Cishan
Ignoring my younger brother with a pale face, Empress Dowager Yang continued: The dazzling light that has been circling around Lin'an Mansion in the past half month is a sign of the movement of the Zhao family's emperor's aura. Before you arrive, the national master has also come to see his sister and said to me quietly
His hands suddenly covered his face, and Yang Cishan asked sadly: Sister, we, tens of millions of people in the Song Dynasty, can't resist the invasion of the Mongolian army, and can't we really recreate the glory of our ancestors?
As a true general who inherited the blood of his ancestors, he died on the battlefield and wrapped in a horse and corpse. He has always been Yang Cishan's loftiest ideals and is also the best expression to serve the court and carry forward the majesty of his ancestors.
At this moment, Yang Cishan felt pain in his heart
Yang Bingyu, who had been listening to her, saw her father crying. She quickly took out a hand towel and helped Yang Cishan wipe away the two lines of tears on her face. Her fingers were carried by Empress Dowager Yang's gaze and made an admonishment to Yang Cishan.
Hum, who said that the Mongolian army could really conquer the Song Dynasty and become the wise ruler of the Chinese land? Haven’t you ever thought about the way out of the Yang family except Zhao Song? Are you crying like this? Are you still the descendants of the Yang family generals obeying your sister’s orders?
At this moment, Empress Dowager Yang was sad and sad that she couldn't show a man who truly understood political struggle.
Ah?There was a new emperor in the Song Dynasty?
After the second roller shutter, the crisp sound of a bell sounded, and she sighed in surprise.
Nodded slightly, Empress Dowager Yang shouted: Yueyaer, come out!
As soon as the Queen Mother Yang's words fell, the girl in Yihuaji dragged two pigtails and made a crisp sound in the air, and in the blink of an eye he reached Yang Bingyu's side.
The girl had a little blushing face and grimaced at Empress Dowager Yang, as if she was trying to please the eavesdropping behind the roller shutter in this way.
What a fast speed!
Before Yang Cishan sighed, he found a pair of clever little eyes constantly scanning his body. He seemed to be standing naked, a pressure that was not inferior to himself made Yang Cishan feel a little difficult to breathe.
Yang Cishan couldn't help but mobilize his breath intentionally and shoot at the other party with his imposing eyes learned from the battlefield.
The thin eyebrows are like the moon, the lips are like the bow, the girl's little face cast with mutton fat is tender and smooth
In the graceful and delicate body, a faint sense of boldness only a soldier can exude, and in the small eyes that are almost narrowed into a line, there is a hint of contempt.
As soon as he glanced at the girl's face, Yang Cishan immediately moved away, and felt extremely frustrated in his heart. No matter how bad he was, he was also a general of the Song Dynasty. However, facing this little girl he had never met, a pressure of having to surrender was raised in his bones.
Okay, Yueyaer, Xiaoyuer’s father is also your uncle, how could he be so rude?
Mrs. Yang looked at the girl with a doting look, and her words turned to Yang Cishan, who looked embarrassed again.
Although your achievements are harder than those of your ancestors, fortunately, you are not an old man and understand the principle of choosing trees for good birds.
Ah, Master, you are such a living immortal, and you even know where the new emperor came from! The girl in a light white dress pointed at Empress Dowager Yang with her jade fingers trembling. Her calm little face was full of four incredible words for the first time
It's mehetic!
It's sweet again! There is also a hint of grace and charm that is not obvious due to age. It is somewhat similar to the temperament of Queen Mother Yang, but it lacks the three mature styles that Queen Mother Yang has.
Yang Bingyu, who brought the tea to her, pulled her into her arms, and Empress Dowager Yang Bingyu's thin shoulders like a baby, sighed with emotion: Ten years ago, my aunt ended in failure in the political struggle with the treacherous minister Shi Miyuan. She did not even save her favorite prince Zhao Rong. Instead, she had to live in You Palace and become a queen mother who completely lost her power. What kind of face do she have to promote her identity as the queen mother in front of Xiao Yu'er?
Yang Cishan, who had just had a sip of tea, looked guilty. It was all because of his ignorance that his brother was ignorant back then. He made the traitorous prime minister Shi Miyuan take advantage of the loopholes, and the three of us, father and son, also pleaded with his sister for him, so that Zhao Yuju, who had unknown origin, successfully ascended the throne and became the emperor of our dynasty.
For more than ten years, Yang Cishan still feels a little hot when he mentions the differences in siblings.
Pity looked at Yang Cishan, who was bowing and sincerely admitting his mistakes. The elegant and luxurious Empress Dowager Yang lamented and asked: Brother, do you know how our ancestors of the Yang family died?
Although time has passed by nearly three hundred years and although Tianbo Mansion has long ceased to exist, the loyalty of the Yang family's children has never changed. They have made great contributions to protecting Zhao Song's Jiangshan
The Yang family has never changed its status in the northern and southern Song dynasties and has always been noble and prominent.
And Yang Linggong and Yue Shaobao's heroic spirit have always been the eternal and morale-boosting military souls in the army.
When talking about his ancestors, a sincere worship look appeared in Yang Cishan's tiger's eyes, as if he once again saw the glorious years of his ancestors roaming the battlefield.
At this moment, seeing the disappointment flashing in his aunt's eyes, Yang Bingyu's waist twisted, walked to Yang Cishan, gently pulled his father's collar, interrupting Yang Cishan, who was still immersed in the afterglow of his ancestors.
The light from a pair of beautiful eyes popped out, passed through the windows of a luxurious palace-like room, and splashed into the small temple outside, Empress Dowager Yang's face looked as deep and solemn as the azure blue sky.
Brother, for more than ten years, my sister has never cared about what you, father and son did back then, let alone a trace of resentment.
With his eyes retracted and he looked at Yang Cishan in front of him gently, Empress Dowager Yang said calmly: You big men have never really thought that you ancestor Ling Gong and others were on the battlefield and never met an enemy, but in the end they died unjustly. Is the real reason for dying with your eyes open?
Generations of heroes will not be able to end well. This is the eternal pain in the hearts of the generals of the Yang family and their descendants. Queen Mother Yang mentioned it again. Tears of suspension appeared in her beautiful eyes, and a trace of sinisterness floated across her beautiful eyes.
Feeling the endless sadness contained in his sister's eyes, Yang Cishan couldn't help but burst into tears again. He walked to Empress Dowager Yang, knelt down and said solemnly: Sister, I obey your orders in everything!
The intimate name contains a strong sense of honor and inferiority between the monarch and the minister. This is the love between brothers and sisters in the era of cannibalism!
The power on the graceful face was fully extinguished. Empress Dowager Yang's smooth jade hand contacted Yang Cishan for the first time, and helped the general who was ordered to go north to fight against the Great Liao Dynasty.
Well, this is how we look like the descendants of our Yang family!
With his right hand, he gently stroked Yang Cishan's temples, which were already covered with silver threads, and the corners of Empress Dowager Yang's eyebrows were filled with sadness.
Like my sister, my younger brother followed the teachings of ancestors for half his life and loyally protected the Song Dynasty. However, the efforts of our Yang family from generation to generation were not only made by the Zhao family, which was afraid of death, but were always suspicious. More than 50 people of all sizes died at the hands of the official family. What is the use of our ancestors to reappear?
There is no greater sorrow than death. At this moment, Empress Dowager Yang really gave up on the Zhao family.
However, such unfaithful and unfilial words were spoken from the queen who had maintained the Song Dynasty for more than 20 or 30 years. Yang Cishan felt a chill rising from his back, and he was full of confusion about his official career and the future of the Yang family.
Sister, what exactly should our Yang family do?
Although Yang Cishan, who was the head of the Yang family, realized the family crisis, asked the resourceful Queen Yang instead.
Brother, you probably have heard the abnormal celestial phenomena in Lin'an Prefecture these days, right?
Empress Dowager Yang suddenly became more excited and asked with a smile
Well, today the official is also consulting civil and military officials for this matter!
Yang Cishan nodded with a serious expression, wondering whether to tell his sister the uneasy guess in his heart.
Looking at her younger brother who was reluctant to speak, Empress Dowager Yang was slightly disappointed: the generals were just generals after all, they were just heroes on the battlefield, and they seemed much more immature in the struggle for palace power!
Yes, your guess is correct! The Zhao family is exhausted, and it has been the case for the destruction of the country and the destruction of the tribe for these 20 or 30 years.
The words of Empress Dowager Yang shocked Yang Cishan
Ignoring my younger brother with a pale face, Empress Dowager Yang continued: The dazzling light that has been circling around Lin'an Mansion in the past half month is a sign of the movement of the Zhao family's emperor's aura. Before you arrive, the national master has also come to see his sister and said to me quietly
His hands suddenly covered his face, and Yang Cishan asked sadly: Sister, we, tens of millions of people in the Song Dynasty, can't resist the invasion of the Mongolian army, and can't we really recreate the glory of our ancestors?
As a true general who inherited the blood of his ancestors, he died on the battlefield and wrapped in a horse and corpse. He has always been Yang Cishan's loftiest ideals and is also the best expression to serve the court and carry forward the majesty of his ancestors.
At this moment, Yang Cishan felt pain in his heart
Yang Bingyu, who had been listening to her, saw her father crying. She quickly took out a hand towel and helped Yang Cishan wipe away the two lines of tears on her face. Her fingers were carried by Empress Dowager Yang's gaze and made an admonishment to Yang Cishan.
Hum, who said that the Mongolian army could really conquer the Song Dynasty and become the wise ruler of the Chinese land? Haven’t you ever thought about the way out of the Yang family except Zhao Song? Are you crying like this? Are you still the descendants of the Yang family generals obeying your sister’s orders?
At this moment, Empress Dowager Yang was sad and sad that she couldn't show a man who truly understood political struggle.
Ah?There was a new emperor in the Song Dynasty?
After the second roller shutter, the crisp sound of a bell sounded, and she sighed in surprise.
Nodded slightly, Empress Dowager Yang shouted: Yueyaer, come out!
As soon as the Queen Mother Yang's words fell, the girl in Yihuaji dragged two pigtails and made a crisp sound in the air, and in the blink of an eye he reached Yang Bingyu's side.
The girl had a little blushing face and grimaced at Empress Dowager Yang, as if she was trying to please the eavesdropping behind the roller shutter in this way.
What a fast speed!
Before Yang Cishan sighed, he found a pair of clever little eyes constantly scanning his body. He seemed to be standing naked, a pressure that was not inferior to himself made Yang Cishan feel a little difficult to breathe.
Yang Cishan couldn't help but mobilize his breath intentionally and shoot at the other party with his imposing eyes learned from the battlefield.
The thin eyebrows are like the moon, the lips are like the bow, the girl's little face cast with mutton fat is tender and smooth
In the graceful and delicate body, a faint sense of boldness only a soldier can exude, and in the small eyes that are almost narrowed into a line, there is a hint of contempt.
As soon as he glanced at the girl's face, Yang Cishan immediately moved away, and felt extremely frustrated in his heart. No matter how bad he was, he was also a general of the Song Dynasty. However, facing this little girl he had never met, a pressure of having to surrender was raised in his bones.
Okay, Yueyaer, Xiaoyuer’s father is also your uncle, how could he be so rude?
Mrs. Yang looked at the girl with a doting look, and her words turned to Yang Cishan, who looked embarrassed again.
Although your achievements are harder than those of your ancestors, fortunately, you are not an old man and understand the principle of choosing trees for good birds.
Ah, Master, you are such a living immortal, and you even know where the new emperor came from! The girl in a light white dress pointed at Empress Dowager Yang with her jade fingers trembling. Her calm little face was full of four incredible words for the first time
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