Monument Yangmen

Chapter 325 Su Yi Jian Conceded
Peng Pai's words made sense, but Su Yijian couldn't join him in scolding the princes in the court.

After all, two months ago, he was also one of the princes in the court.

Moreover, Su Yijian is a pure Song person.

In a foreign country, even if the Song people are really wrong, he still has to protect the reputation of the Song people.

Su Yijian couldn't say anything to refute, so she could only resist silently.

The carriage team went all the way west, the closer they got to Seoul, the more Su Yijian trembled all over.

"Baby, are you sick?"

Father Su looked worriedly at his son who was shaking more and more.

Su Yijian said with a bitter face, "Father, the baby is not sick, it's scary..."

Old man Su was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "If your Young Brother Yang really established a state, how will you hold yourself?"

Su Yijian shook her head with a wry smile.

People are knives, I am fish.

Up to now, Su Yijian couldn't help him anymore.

When the carriage arrived three miles outside of Seoul, there was a line of magnificent carriages waiting.

The decoration on the frame and the shape of the frame are quite exotic.

These frames are all inherent to the imperial palace of the Cochin Kingdom. Yang Yansi did not spend money to cast his own unique frames, but directly used the frames from the Cochin Kingdom.

On both sides of the majestic frame, stood the imperial army in bright armor.

Yang Yansi was dressed in a white robe and stood calmly in front of everyone.

With a long knife on his waist, Zhao Di stood loyally beside Yang Yansi.

Peng Pai drove the carriage where Su Yijian was sitting, and drove up to Yang Yansi, and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Yang Yansi didn't speak, but just looked at Su Yijian in the carriage with a smile.

Su Yijian also saw Yang Yansi outside the frame.

Su Yijian didn't get out of the car either, and cupped her hands at Yang Yansi dumbfounded.

"Brother Yang, can you send Brother Yu back, your muddy water is too deep, I'm afraid I'll drown..."

Yang Yansi spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "Of course, everything is up to you, I won't force you."

Su Yijian was overjoyed, "Thank you Brother Yang..."

Yang Yansi put his hands behind his back and said with a calm smile: "Brother Su, you are welcome. You are only invited to Nanguo as a guest. Since Brother Su doesn't like it, then go to Yongzhou first, and I will arrive later."

Su Yijian grinned and said, "Brother Yu is waiting for you in Yongzhou."

Yang Yansi nodded, recruited Zhao Di, and said softly in front of Su Yijian: "Zhao Di, pass on the order, and the succession ceremony will be held tomorrow. It just so happens that the imperial edict of the emperor of the Song Dynasty to confer the lord of our southern kingdom has also arrived, so let's take it together." Read it."

"Who will pass the throne to?" Zhao Di asked.

Yang Yansi stared at Su Yijian with a half-smile.

The smile on Su Yijian's face slowly subsided, and then he stared and waited for Yang Yansi's next words. He had a bad feeling.

Just listening, Yang Yansi said indifferently: "Pass the throne to Su Yijian... In addition, send envoys to report this matter to the Emperor of Song Dynasty."

"Um~"

Su Yijian almost peed in fright, tears fell down his face, "Brother Yang, why did you hurt me so much?"

Yang Yansi acted like he was pointing the country, pointed at Seoul, and said with a chuckle, "This southern country was brought down by me, Yang Yansi, and I can pass it on to whoever I want."

Su Yijian's eyes blurred with tears, and he howled, "Brother Yang Xian, the lord of a country, the important matter of passing on the throne is not a joke..."

Yang Yansi stared at Su Yijian closely, and said solemnly: "Brother Su, do you think I'm joking?"

Su Yijian didn't dare to bet on whether Yang Yansi was joking, he couldn't afford it.

Once Yang Yansi really did this, then not only would he die, but he would be left with a bad reputation forever.

He seemed to understand.

On the face of it, Yang Yansi allowed him to choose righteously, but in fact, after he entered the Southern Kingdom, he had only one choice left.

Can only stay.

Su Yijian can die, but he can't let his parents die with him.

"Brother Yang Xian, Su is only a seventh-rank official in the Song Dynasty, and he doesn't deserve to be treated like this by you..."

Su Yijian tried to persuade.

Yang Yansi took a few steps forward and said with emotion: "Brother Su, how can I not know your talent when other people don't know your talent? Brother Su, you have the talent of Guan Zhong, you should be the prime minister of a country.

You stay and help me, let's create a paradise on earth together.Let the common people in this world have a piece of pure land to rely on. "

Su Yijian sighed and said, "Brother, you and I are in the same department, deeply favored by the emperor, and entrusted with important tasks. In the Song Dynasty, we can also create a paradise."

Yang Yansi shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Su, you stay in Nanguo now, take a look at the people of Nanguo, understand the government affairs of Nanguo, and it's not too late to say this."

Su Yijian smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that after I stay, I won't be able to leave again."

Yang Yansi smiled and said, "Brother Su, I just want to ask you one question. What do you think, the people of the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, as the people of the kings and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty, when will they be rescued?"

Su Yijian really wanted to give an affirmative answer, but unfortunately he didn't have the courage.

Yang Yansi saw the embarrassment in Su Yijian's heart, and said softly: "Brother Su, you don't know the answer, right? I have made a big plan to save the people in the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun.

I want you to stay and help me save these Han people who are suffering in Liao.

Once these people are rescued, Brother Su can leave whenever he wants.I, Yang Yansi, will never stop me.

I wait to read, for what?
Isn't it for the people of this world?
Even if you don't want to help me, don't you also want to help the people in this world? "

When Yang Yansi spoke, Su Yijian was speechless.

Father Su patted Su Yijian on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Stay here! If you can really save the people in Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, then you can stay. They are both of Han family blood, and they have suffered for decades..."

Su Yijian gritted her teeth, raised her head, stared at Yang Yansi, and said viciously: "You are an evil ghost..."

Yang Yansi smiled.

Su Yijian got off the carriage tremblingly, walked up to Yang Yansi with a sigh, and bowed to salute, "I have seen Your Majesty, Su Yijian."

Yang Yansi stepped forward and helped Su Yijian up, "It doesn't matter whether your Majesty is your Majesty, don't stick to these in the future. I still like you to call me Young Brother Yang."

Su Yijian shook his head, "Since ancient times, the ethics of monarchs and ministers, etiquette cannot be abolished."

Yang Yansi took Su Yijian's arm and walked into the city with him.

He laughed and scolded as he walked, "The ethics of monarchs and ministers are all nonsense. They are also raised by their fathers and parents, and they also carry a head on their shoulders. No one is more noble than the other.

In the future, you will be the Prime Minister of the Southern Kingdom, and when you travel abroad, you will represent the face of the country, and you must not say such things again. "

Su Yijian was shocked, "You want me to be the Prime Minister of the Southern Kingdom?"

Yang Yansi shrugged his shoulders, "Of course, otherwise I would try every means to trick you into coming to the Southland for what?"

(End of this chapter)