It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 334 How can the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers be violated?

"Mother!" Sima Jing's childish voice.

Soon, her little figure burst in.

Sima Jing looks nothing like Yang Xianrong. She is more like Sima Zhong, with rounded facial lines and a plump little girl. Because she was too fat, Yang Xianrong had already refused to hold her anymore. But Sima Jing liked to hold her, and would often say: "The queen mother smells so good!"

This time is no exception.

She ran in hurriedly, hugged the sheep Xianrong, put it into her arms, smelled it vigorously, and then said, "Mother, it seems to smell better today, but what did you use?"

"What was used? I didn't just use some spices when I packed your clothes." Yang Xianrong was hugged so tightly by her that she was a little breathless. Cui Xi on the side quickly went to pull Sima Jing and said softly: "Little princess, be gentler. The queen's health is not yet well."

"Oh oh oh." Sima Jing immediately took half a step back. She was already three years old, an age where she seemed to understand.

Zhang Fang, who was standing aside, was a little embarrassed now because Sima Jing stepped on his foot when he retreated.

This little girl is fat and it hurts to step on her.

But this is the most favored princess of the Jin Dynasty. Even if Sima Zhong is the puppet emperor, this status still exists.

What's more, Zhang Fang now has other ideas about Yang Xianrong, and he will not be mean to her daughter. But at the same time, he quietly looked up and down at Yang Xianrong's figure. She was so graceful and graceful that she didn't even look like a woman who had given birth to a child.

"Jing'er!" Yang Xianrong saw Zhang Fang's expression was different, and immediately stood up, pulled Sima Jing into his arms, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why are you so irritable? Go and apologize to the general!"

Sima Jing was stunned, opened her mouth, but made no sound.

Zhang Fang quickly smiled and said, "Nothing, nothing."

"How can it be okay?" Yang Xianrong disagreed with this statement, and even reached out to hold Zhang Fang's arm, and continued to Sima Jing: "You have to apologize, do you know? You stepped on someone else, this is That’s wrong. What’s more, the general is the one who protects us, how can you step on someone else?”

"Oh." Sima Jing was very obedient and nodded immediately. But she was held in Yang Xianrong's arms and couldn't move. She flattened her mouth and said, "Mother, I was wrong."

"...It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Fang was a little nervous when Yang Xianrong pulled his sleeve. Hearing what Sima Jing said, he quickly said: "The little princess is innocent and a child, it's okay."

"General, I was wrong." Sima Jing turned to Zhang Fang and said, then she plunged into Yang Xianrong's arms and never came out.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. When the princess said this, I didn't know what to do." At this time, Zhang Fang actually became polite, but his hand grabbed Yang Xianrong's little hand and said with a smile: " The queen has taught her daughter well, which is really a blessing to me."

"Why do you need to praise General Zhang? He is just teaching children. These are the etiquette that should be followed, and the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers must also be observed, don't you think?" Yang Xianrong looked at him with a half-smile, but he didn't Withdrew his hand.

Lan Xiang had already stepped forward and used her body to separate Zhang Fang and Yang Xianrong without any trace. She squatted in the middle and hugged Sima Jing and said softly: "Princess, can you go and have some sugar water with me? Don't disturb me." The queen is talking to the general."

"Okay." Sima Jing listened to Lan Xiang's words and turned around to hug Lan Xiang.

Yang Xianrong put his hands into his sleeves and said to Sima Jing with a smile: "If you know the rules, you are a good boy. Go ahead." Sima Jing immediately saluted Yang Xianrong and then followed Lan Xiang. out.

However, at this moment, Zhang Liangxue hurriedly walked in and whispered: "Empress, your eldest and second brothers are here."

"What?" Yang Xianrong's beautiful eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Zhang Liang grinned and said again: "General Yang Xianyong and Yang Xiangkang led the army to meet the Queen."

Yang Xianrong stood up with a bang, and walked out quickly without caring about Zhang Fang standing here. He saw his two brothers already standing outside the dormitory, looking at her with a smile.

Of course, the Yang family has always been known as a "house of etiquette", so when these brothers and sisters meet, they treat each other first as monarchs and ministers, and then as relatives. Therefore, Yang Xianyong and Yang Xiankang immediately bowed to Yang Xianrong as kings and ministers, then smiled and took two steps forward, stopping three meters away from Yang Xianrong.

Yang Xianyong spoke first: "Is your third sister okay?"

"It's okay." There were tears in Yang Xianrong's eyes, and he seemed to be very excited. However, she still maintained the composure of the Queen of Jin Dynasty and said with a smile: "Brother, please don't do this. Come in and talk."

"Third sister, I brought you some Tai'an County specialties, dried fish, your favorite." Yang Xiankang still looked so carefree, and his smile became even more beautiful.

"Thank you, second brother." Yang Xianrong's smile grew a little wider, and he turned to Cui Xi and said, "Go and prepare some food and hot tea for the eldest and second brothers."

"Yes." Cuixi nodded immediately and went down. Luzhu immediately took his place and stood beside Yang Xianrong, never leaving.

They returned to the dormitory again.

As soon as the two Yang brothers entered the door, they saw Zhang Fang standing there. They were stunned for a moment before Yang Xianyong said, "It's a coincidence that we met General Zhang again today."

"Yeah." Zhang Fang nodded, noncommittal.

Speaking of which, although they are all generals, it is obvious that Zhang Fang is a general with real power and military power. After Yang Xianyong withdrew from Sima Ying's army, he took the title of general in the Northern Army Mansion in Luoyang, and because his sister was the queen, he did not do anything practical. He even had few opportunities to show up in the Beijun Mansion. His second brother Yang Xiankang was more famous because of his bold temperament.

"Fate." Yang Xianyong was very polite and bowed his hand towards Zhang Fang.

However, Yang Xiankang was not so polite. Instead, he stared at Zhang Fang completely rudely, and even got closer, looking at him very seriously.

Zhang Fang also bowed his hand to Yang Xianyong in return, but Yang Xiankang came over unexpectedly. He still had the basic qualities of a martial arts practitioner, so he immediately retreated and took defensive actions.

Yang Xianyong immediately coughed twice, and Yang Xiangkang took half a step back and laughed twice, "Don't be surprised, General, it's just too... ugh, I don't know how to put it, it's just... how could it be so... It’s exactly the same.”

"What does it look like?" Zhang Fang raised his eyebrows, his hands still half-clenched, but already hidden in his sleeves. At the same time, he also remembered that Yang Xiankang glanced at him like this at the city gate this morning.

"What's it like?" Yang Xianrong also came over and asked. When she was with her brothers, her voice had the delicate touch of a little girl, which made Zhang Fang's heart tremble again.