pappabearbooks Chapter 82 Yuwen Huaji's Frenzied Slapping of His Son
Chapter 82 Yuwen Huaji's Frenzied Slapping of His Son
The Sui Dynasty palace was bustling with activity at this moment.
Yang Lin was extremely happy and couldn't help but drink a few more cups.
He personally picked up a jar of fine wine, walked up to Lü Xiao, and said with eyes full of approval:
"Zilie, we owe our trip to the northern desert to you."
"Your Excellency is too kind; these are merely my duties."
Holding a wine glass, Lü Xiao respectfully watched Yang Lin fill his glass with wine. The wine was clear and had a rich aroma.
"In my entire life, I've only ever truly respected a handful of people, but you're definitely got real skills! Come, today I'll toast you with a wine jar!"
Yu Juluo, with his more unrestrained personality, picked up a jar of wine and strode over to Lü Xiao, speaking in a bold tone.
"Yes, yes, drink more, it's good to drink more."
Yang Ruyi sat next to Lü Xiao, her big, bright eyes darting around, her gaze full of cunning.
As soon as Lü Xiao's cup was empty, she would immediately pick up the wine pot and refill it for him with practiced ease.
She had a shrewd plan in mind: since she couldn't win over Lü Xiao openly, she could only rely on alcohol.
If we get Lü Xiao drunk, and then force him into a relationship, let's see how he tries to deny it then.
At the same time, she kept giving Yang Lin meaningful glances, signaling the old man to help.
"Hahaha!"
Yang Lin was extremely astute and instantly understood Yang Ruyi's thoughts.
He immediately understood and kept urging Lü Xiao to drink.
I wish I could just find a big wine jar and soak Lü Xiao in it.
"Hehe." Yang Ruyi couldn't help but chuckle to herself when she saw Yang Lin cooperating.
There's a saying that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, and that's certainly true.
With Yang Lin's help, we're sure to succeed today.
"It's no fun if I drink alone, you have to drink too! Otherwise, I won't drink!"
Lu Xiao's eyes were already somewhat glazed. He swirled his wine glass and spoke to Yang Ruyi with a hint of drunkenness.
As he spoke, he picked up the wine pot and poured her a large bowl full.
"Okay, I'll drink with you!" Yang Ruyi was afraid that Lü Xiao would refuse to drink, so without thinking, she picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
The spicy liquor choked her, causing her to cough a few times and her cheeks to turn bright red instantly.
"That's more like it." Seeing this, Lü Xiao nodded in satisfaction, took the wine that Yu Juluo had just poured for him, and took another big gulp.
Just then, the music inside the hall gradually stopped.
Yuwen Chenglong, Pei Yuanqing, and others who had been dancing in the hall earlier returned to their seats.
Yang Guang slowly stood up, cleared his throat, and said loudly:
"Today, all of you ministers have gathered here to celebrate the great victory in the northern desert."
"I will take this opportunity to reward the generals who led the northern expedition for their merits!"
Upon hearing the words "rewards for meritorious service," everyone in the hall stopped what they were doing.
Yuwen Chenglong and Pei Yuanqing sat up straight instantly.
His eyes were wide open, as if he wished they were attached to Yang Guang, afraid of missing a single word.
Yuwen Chenglong secretly pondered that although he had not made many meritorious contributions in killing enemies, he had been a guide who followed Lü Xiao.
They were a great help at crucial moments, and I always managed to reap some benefits in return.
Pei Yuanqing was somewhat apprehensive, as Lü Xiao and Yuwen Chengdu were leading the charge on this northward journey.
He has almost no opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, and the rewards he may receive are likely to be limited.
"Yuwen Chenglong, let's begin this round of rewards with you."
Yang Guang's gaze fell on Yuwen Chenglong, and he slowly spoke.
"Your subject is here!"
As soon as Yang Guang finished speaking, Yuwen Chenglong sprang up from his seat like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and rushed into the hall in one stride.
"Although you did not capture many enemy leaders on this northward journey, you are familiar with the northern grasslands and have made a good contribution by leading the way."
"I intend to bestow upon you the title of Marquis."
Yang Guang spoke slowly.
Yuwen Chenglong was slightly taken aback at first, then he was overjoyed, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a fist:
"Lord...Lord Marquis?"
"That's right, my lord!"
Yang Guang nodded in confirmation.
"Hahaha! My lord! I, Yuwen Chenglong, am a marquis now!"
Yuwen Chenglong burst into laughter, trembling with excitement. He suddenly straightened his chest, intending to bow again.
As a result, his joy turned to sorrow; everything went black, and he collapsed straight down.
"What's going on?"
"this!"
Everyone was startled. They were overjoyed to hear that he had been granted a title.
"Um?"
Yang Guang frowned. Is this kid's mental fortitude really that weak?
He wanted to take advantage of the day to cause trouble for the Yuwen family, but before he could even make a move, the kid died.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Yuwen Huaji shouted and ran out of the banquet, mounted Yuwen Chenglong and began to thrust with both hands.
The big shovels kept hitting him, as if he were beating his own enemy, not his own son.
He's suffered a lot of mistreatment from his son these days, but he doesn't usually have a chance to hit him.
This is truly a golden opportunity!
"This...this involves a bit of personal grudge."
Lu Xiao touched his face, feeling a phantom pain.
They're biological father and son; what a deep-seated grudge they must have.
"The Prime Minister truly loves his son dearly!"
The others were deeply moved by this scene.
A moment later, Yuwen Chenglong slowly woke up.
He only felt a burning pain on his face, but fortunately he still remembered that His Majesty was going to grant him a title of nobility.
"Your Majesty, I am awake. Please continue!"
"Then I will continue. I hereby bestow upon Yuwen Chenglong the title of Marquis of Yanjin and Military Governor of Liaodong!"
Yang Guang then spoke repeatedly, bestowing titles and official positions.
These successive conferments of titles truly shocked the aristocratic families.
It's not that the Marquis or the Military Governor are so prestigious.
The key point is, this isn't even part of the Sui Dynasty!
Yanjin and Liaodong were both in the hands of Goguryeo.
So after all that, Yang Guang still wanted to attack Goguryeo!
Even their prestigious family could not escape this calamity.
Upon hearing the title of Marquis of Yanjin and Military Governor, Yuwen Chenglong became so excited that he forgot himself.
"broken!"
Yuwen Huaji moved his hand, which was still sore and numb from smoking Yuwen Chenglong, and felt that he had hit it too lightly.
Yang Guang had wanted the Yuwen family to take the blame for a long time, and now he's finally bringing the blame out.
They should have just whipped Yuwen Chenglong to death; that way, the Marquis and the official position wouldn't have fallen into the Yuwen family's hands.
"My Liaodong military governor, why aren't you expressing your gratitude?"
Yang Guang put his hands in his sleeves and asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty, I thank you. I am willing to go through fire and water for you. I propose an attack on Goguryeo!"
Yuwen Chenglong immediately understood Yang Guang's meaning and shouted loudly.
These words made the entire banquet even quieter.
Yuwen Huaji, standing to the side, felt as if he were being watched by everyone.
They say a knife can kill, but at this moment he felt that a gaze could kill too.
He has long since been torn to pieces.
Having reached this point, Yuwen Huaji took a deep breath and decided to go all out.
"Your Majesty, in this campaign to the east, the civil and military officials of our Great Sui Dynasty must devote all their efforts to repay the nation's kindness!"