Chapter 1108
The relationship between art and Tao
Puxiang City is not small, otherwise it would not be able to serve as the government of Yanzhou, the core of offense and defense.
But its planning pattern is a bit rough!
The main road is very wide, which is conducive to the rapid transfer and maneuver of the army.
But the ground is uneven, and illegal buildings appear on both sides from time to time.
At this moment, the spacious street was full of kneeling people.
The wind blows from the wilderness outside the city, blowing the long hair and clothes.
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, "Get up!"
Then, walk slowly on the horse.
Mai Lang straightened up slowly, following him with his eyes.
Long live!
This is a catchphrase that comes to mind.
Long live who?
soil!
mountains!
And people, after a hundred years, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.
But a feeling of lightness made Yang Xuan feel that his breathing was unbelievably smooth, and the air seemed to be filled with factors of happiness, making him feel comfortable all over.
He glanced at the blue sky.
As if within reach.
He glanced at the open palm.
This world!
As if held in his hand.
Can't think any more!
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, dispelling the fluttering.
But it was useless, my body was still fluttering, and my mind was a little dizzy.
That feeling is like...becoming a god.
He glanced at those people.
He knew that with a word of his own, he could decide the honor or disgrace of these people, even life or death.
He glanced at the street, and saw that the houses on both sides were small, and with just one command, the place would turn into ruins.
This kind of flutter can destroy everything in sight!
This feeling is really intoxicating.
So, is this the emperor?
When he arrived at the residence, Yang Xuan entered the lobby and sat down.
"The old man is reckless."
Han Ji pleaded guilty.
"Oh!" Yang Xuan was still in the aftertaste of the gods.
"Shouting Long Live at this moment seems to improve the prestige of the Duke, but it will arouse the vigilance of all parties, and even the public opinion will boil."
Han Ji really regretted it, but he was curious, "King Wei didn't show any anger."
Yang Xuan slapped his forehead, "I forgot about him."
Han Ji said embarrassingly: "But the old man thought about it carefully, the Duke has the oath to live up to the Tang Dynasty, he will definitely think that the Duke wants to stand on his own in the north."
Yang Xuan's mind gradually calmed down.
Eldest nephew's temperament... You say rough, but in fact there are subtleties in the rough.Judging from the fact that he has been able to work with peace of mind for several years, this man has no desire for power.
But after all, Jiangshan belongs to Lao Li's family. Seeing someone calling him Long Live, what will the eldest nephew think?
Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Get some barbecue later, that's all, why are you talking about this? He'er!"
"Hey!"
Jiang He'er ran in from the outside, pressing her hair with one hand, holding the text in the other, and pressing the sleeves of the clothes blown up by the spring breeze with the hand holding the text...
Her face is red and her eyes are bright, "Duke."
"Make them get some good mutton for the roast!"
"I want to eat!" Wang Laoer came in.
"You foodie!" Yang Xuan said angrily, "This time you are the first to resist!"
Wang Laoer said unhappily: "Master, you go first and say that fortunately I made a detour from Cangzhou, otherwise I would not be able to capture Jin Ying. Without Jin Ying in hand, you will not be able to judge Shang Guoneng's disposition. If you can't judge Shang Guoneng's nature, you can't dig a hole and bury him in one fell swoop..."
"OK OK!"
Yang Xuan's headache was about to split, "Go make a fire!"
Wang Laoer went happily.
"Would it be troublesome for the second child to hear what the Duke wants to say to King Wei?" Han Ji asked.
"Are you worried about the second child?" Yang Xuan squinted at him, "Are you worried that after the second child knows too much, it will be Wang Shou who will end up waiting?"
Han Jiqian smiled and said, "I don't have such thoughts."
News came from the Beijiang guild hall that Wang Shou was now being emptied by Zhao Sanfu on the mirror stage. According to the rumors in Chang'an political circles, this person's life and death depended on the emperor's thought.
Han Ji then resigned.
The old thief is outside, wait for him to come out
After pulling him, the two went to the side.
"The old man sees the meaning of the Duke, and the second child will probably be a trusted general in the future!" The old thief was a little envious, "It's a pity that the old man is getting old, otherwise it will not be the second child's turn."
He looked at Han Ji, "You are worried that the second child will follow Wang Shou's old path, and you are thinking too much."
Han Ji shook his head, "The old man always said to read more, read more. Anyone who is interested in entering the imperial court should read more history. All history is the present."
Old thief: "This old man has read more history than you!"
If you don't read history, how do you know where the nobles might be buried?
How to visit the nobleman?
Han Ji sneered, "You read history to find noble people, and what you see is wealth. When I read history, I see swords and swords.
How many monarchs and ministers were inseparable when fighting the country? When the dynasty is established, the emperor is in control, and the courtiers are gradually indulging in wealth.After that, all kinds of temptations...for example, from the dragon's work, all kinds of standing in teams, forming cliques...finally died without a place to die. "
"The second child is not that kind of person!" The old thief was very confident.
"Many times, what kind of person the emperor thinks you are, then what kind of person you are! Are there any fewer famous officials and generals who were unjustly killed by the emperor in history? Those loyal officials, why were they killed? You have to think about it!"
Han Ji lowered his voice, "Second brother is acting recklessly, so it's fine right now, but it's a good thing. But once... when that day comes, if this temper is not handled properly, it will lead to catastrophe!"
"Then what you said just now..."
"The old man is implying the Duke, the temperament of the second child... Straightforward, many times, if you don't want him to get involved in those things, then set a rule for him."
The old thief gasped, "As for?"
Han Ji said firmly: "As for!"
Later, King Wei came.
"Go, eat meat!"
Yang Xuan went to the back with him.
Wang Laoer is grilling meat.
While flipping the barbecue, he salivated and sucked his nose.
"Okay?" Yang Xuan asked.
"We have to wait." Wang Lao Er squatted there, without saying a word about getting up and saluting.
Yang Xuan sat down with King Wei.
"Does Your Majesty mind what happened before?" Yang Xuan smiled and said, "I don't believe the so-called long live."
He avoided sensitive topics and communicated with King Wei from another angle.
"If you change someone, this king will feel that he has treasonous intentions." King Wei cut straight to the point, "But you, this king, know that if you make an oath, you will definitely not break the promise!"
"Oh! Your Majesty has confidence in me, why?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
King Wei said, "You never promise lightly!"
Yang Xuan: "..."
"Okay!" Wang Lao Er handed over a dozen skewers of barbecued meat, and looked at it with sweat profusely, but refused to eat it.
King Wei picked up the meat skewers and looked at Yang Xuan, "Only those who hold promises seriously, whenever they want to promise or swear, they will think carefully and dare not speak easily."
The eldest nephew is really my confidant!
Yang Xuan didn't know if there were ghosts and gods in this world, even if there wasn't, he wouldn't swear lightly unless he felt that he could definitely do it.
This has nothing to do with gods, but his bottom line, which is the three views.
Yang Xuan took a sip of wine, "What does Your Majesty want?"
King Wei glanced at Wang Lao Er, saw him squatting there concentrating on grilling meat, and then slowly said, "This king originally wanted to get rid of those disgusting things."
"Liyuan?" Yang Xuan asked.
King Wei nodded.
Sure enough, he is a kind father and a filial son!
Yang Xuan ate a piece of barbecue, which tasted good.
"Actually, this king has always felt that the status of the so-called prince is a burden. Every time I see those ugliness, I wish I could... but I can't do it."
Does this guy still want to kill his father?
Yang Xuan felt that it shouldn't be.
"After getting married, I felt that I found a resting place. Slowly, I fell in love with those days. After having a child, I felt that this world seemed to come alive gradually."
In many cases, only children can save a desperate soul.
"My king forges iron in the alley every day, and their mother and son
In the backyard, one is doing things and the other is playing. Every time I watch this scene, I feel that this is life. "
"But after all, you have his blood flowing through your body!" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"Yes!" King Wei raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan with an empty bowl.
Hey!
Yang Xuan drank the wine in the bowl, and quickly ate a piece of barbecue.
King Wei poured wine for himself, and opposite, it was Wang Erer who poured wine for Yang Xuan.
King Wei squinted at him, "Why don't you pour wine for me?"
Wang Laoer put down the wine jar and said, "I don't see a king in my eyes!"
King Wei: "..."
Yang Xuan smiled, "The second child has such a temperament, you should take care of him."
King Wei suddenly laughed, "What if this king refuses?"
Wang Lao Er clenched his fist.
Yang Xuan still smiled, "Then, I will take care of him!"
King Wei looked at him and Wang's second son, and suddenly smiled, "This king was born in a place, to be honest, I have never seen any friendship. Looking at you, I am a little envious."
The two ate meat and drank wine, gradually calmed down in the spring.
"Second, hurry up and eat." Yang Xuan saw that Wang's second was still roasting, so he didn't care about himself.
"Has the Duke stopped eating?" Wang Laoer asked.
Yang Xuan said: "I'm almost full, at least I have some appetite to finish the meal."
"Oh!" Only then did Wang Lao Er happily gather the barbecue over, eating happily by himself.
"Those people shouted Long Live today. To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable listening."
King Wei drank a lot of wine, but he was still sober, "Da Tang has come to this field, internal and external troubles. Aye wants to fight for power and profit, but he refuses to follow the emperor's right way, thinking about power tactics all day long.
But the emperor! What you have to do is the way.
Art, only for the way.
If you deviate from this fundamental, you will inevitably go the wrong way. "
"Shu, only for the sake of Tao!" Yang Xuan didn't expect that his eldest nephew was still a handsome man.
"What do you want to do in the future?" King Wei asked.
Yang Xuan knew that this was probably the elder nephew's judgment on himself in the future.
After that, it was difficult for the two to meet again.
Yang Xuan thought about it carefully, "Suppress Beiliao, so that Beiliao cannot become a foreign invasion of the Tang Dynasty."
"So, you will be famous in history." King Wei took a sip of his wine.
"The Tang Dynasty is going to be in chaos." Yang Xuan said, "Beijiang has taken in a lot of refugees in the past few years. Outsiders only see the domineering of Beijiang, but they can't see that these refugees will become hungry if they are left alone. Some people will take the risk, and some people will rise to the top and call out. It will be destroyed once, twice, three times and four times? This Tang Dynasty should be shaken."
"So, what does Beijiang want to do?" King Wei asked.
"I don't want to see the Great Tang decline." Yang Xuan said calmly, "When you go back, the king can tell the emperor that from now on, the north will no longer be a hidden danger to the Great Tang."
King Wei looked at him, "Including you?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "I have never been a foreign trouble of Datang."
King Wei nodded, "If so, everyone will be happy."
"But Chang'an is not willing to stop." Yang Xuan said, "After the battle of Cangzhou, regardless of victory or defeat, Chang'an will respond. The one in the pear garden will probably stab my little man. Southern border will change, Chang'an The guards are also sharpening their swords. What does he want to do? Civil war?"
King Wei said silently, "I don't know either."
"To be honest, I don't pay much attention to the guards of Chang'an. I'm just worried."
"Tell me." King Wei raised his bowl, ignored Yang Xuan's bitter face, raised his head and finished.
Yang Xuan did it twice and drank the wine in the bowl.
"If the reality of Chang'an is known to the world, how many people and forces will have ambitions."
King Wei thought for a while, "This king hates these calculations, but he is also worried that if Datang is gone, how will he explain to Emperor Wu when he goes underground."
If Emperor Wu had a spirit in heaven, he would most likely want to strangle Li Mi, his grandson, to death.
King Wei raised his head, "You said that you will live up to Datang!"
Yang Xuan nodded, and said seriously: "I said before, live up to Datang!"
"If Beiliao is suppressed by you, the huge place
Someone has to take care of it. "King Wei got up, "This king thinks that you can be the king of the Northland!" "
King of the North?
Yang Xuan smiled, "Stop drinking?"
King Wei shook his head, "You have to be interested in drinking. This king prefers to sit alone in the courtyard and drink in the deserted moonlight."
This is not Wenqing!
But loneliness!
Li Mi!
Your mother's crimes have exploded!
Yang Xuan watched him go out, drinking the wine slowly.
His eyes became brighter and brighter.
Later, he got up, "I want to rest!"
Jiang He'er had arranged for someone to clean up his bedroom a long time ago, and Yang Xuan was very satisfied when he went in and saw that it was neat and tidy.
After Jiang He'er settled him, he asked, "Duke, I'll let Uda come to protect me!"
"No need for him!"
"Who do you want then?"
"Let the second child watch!"
Yang Xuan closed his eyes and relaxed.
But its planning pattern is a bit rough!
The main road is very wide, which is conducive to the rapid transfer and maneuver of the army.
But the ground is uneven, and illegal buildings appear on both sides from time to time.
At this moment, the spacious street was full of kneeling people.
The wind blows from the wilderness outside the city, blowing the long hair and clothes.
Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, "Get up!"
Then, walk slowly on the horse.
Mai Lang straightened up slowly, following him with his eyes.
Long live!
This is a catchphrase that comes to mind.
Long live who?
soil!
mountains!
And people, after a hundred years, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.
But a feeling of lightness made Yang Xuan feel that his breathing was unbelievably smooth, and the air seemed to be filled with factors of happiness, making him feel comfortable all over.
He glanced at the blue sky.
As if within reach.
He glanced at the open palm.
This world!
As if held in his hand.
Can't think any more!
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, dispelling the fluttering.
But it was useless, my body was still fluttering, and my mind was a little dizzy.
That feeling is like...becoming a god.
He glanced at those people.
He knew that with a word of his own, he could decide the honor or disgrace of these people, even life or death.
He glanced at the street, and saw that the houses on both sides were small, and with just one command, the place would turn into ruins.
This kind of flutter can destroy everything in sight!
This feeling is really intoxicating.
So, is this the emperor?
When he arrived at the residence, Yang Xuan entered the lobby and sat down.
"The old man is reckless."
Han Ji pleaded guilty.
"Oh!" Yang Xuan was still in the aftertaste of the gods.
"Shouting Long Live at this moment seems to improve the prestige of the Duke, but it will arouse the vigilance of all parties, and even the public opinion will boil."
Han Ji really regretted it, but he was curious, "King Wei didn't show any anger."
Yang Xuan slapped his forehead, "I forgot about him."
Han Ji said embarrassingly: "But the old man thought about it carefully, the Duke has the oath to live up to the Tang Dynasty, he will definitely think that the Duke wants to stand on his own in the north."
Yang Xuan's mind gradually calmed down.
Eldest nephew's temperament... You say rough, but in fact there are subtleties in the rough.Judging from the fact that he has been able to work with peace of mind for several years, this man has no desire for power.
But after all, Jiangshan belongs to Lao Li's family. Seeing someone calling him Long Live, what will the eldest nephew think?
Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Get some barbecue later, that's all, why are you talking about this? He'er!"
"Hey!"
Jiang He'er ran in from the outside, pressing her hair with one hand, holding the text in the other, and pressing the sleeves of the clothes blown up by the spring breeze with the hand holding the text...
Her face is red and her eyes are bright, "Duke."
"Make them get some good mutton for the roast!"
"I want to eat!" Wang Laoer came in.
"You foodie!" Yang Xuan said angrily, "This time you are the first to resist!"
Wang Laoer said unhappily: "Master, you go first and say that fortunately I made a detour from Cangzhou, otherwise I would not be able to capture Jin Ying. Without Jin Ying in hand, you will not be able to judge Shang Guoneng's disposition. If you can't judge Shang Guoneng's nature, you can't dig a hole and bury him in one fell swoop..."
"OK OK!"
Yang Xuan's headache was about to split, "Go make a fire!"
Wang Laoer went happily.
"Would it be troublesome for the second child to hear what the Duke wants to say to King Wei?" Han Ji asked.
"Are you worried about the second child?" Yang Xuan squinted at him, "Are you worried that after the second child knows too much, it will be Wang Shou who will end up waiting?"
Han Jiqian smiled and said, "I don't have such thoughts."
News came from the Beijiang guild hall that Wang Shou was now being emptied by Zhao Sanfu on the mirror stage. According to the rumors in Chang'an political circles, this person's life and death depended on the emperor's thought.
Han Ji then resigned.
The old thief is outside, wait for him to come out
After pulling him, the two went to the side.
"The old man sees the meaning of the Duke, and the second child will probably be a trusted general in the future!" The old thief was a little envious, "It's a pity that the old man is getting old, otherwise it will not be the second child's turn."
He looked at Han Ji, "You are worried that the second child will follow Wang Shou's old path, and you are thinking too much."
Han Ji shook his head, "The old man always said to read more, read more. Anyone who is interested in entering the imperial court should read more history. All history is the present."
Old thief: "This old man has read more history than you!"
If you don't read history, how do you know where the nobles might be buried?
How to visit the nobleman?
Han Ji sneered, "You read history to find noble people, and what you see is wealth. When I read history, I see swords and swords.
How many monarchs and ministers were inseparable when fighting the country? When the dynasty is established, the emperor is in control, and the courtiers are gradually indulging in wealth.After that, all kinds of temptations...for example, from the dragon's work, all kinds of standing in teams, forming cliques...finally died without a place to die. "
"The second child is not that kind of person!" The old thief was very confident.
"Many times, what kind of person the emperor thinks you are, then what kind of person you are! Are there any fewer famous officials and generals who were unjustly killed by the emperor in history? Those loyal officials, why were they killed? You have to think about it!"
Han Ji lowered his voice, "Second brother is acting recklessly, so it's fine right now, but it's a good thing. But once... when that day comes, if this temper is not handled properly, it will lead to catastrophe!"
"Then what you said just now..."
"The old man is implying the Duke, the temperament of the second child... Straightforward, many times, if you don't want him to get involved in those things, then set a rule for him."
The old thief gasped, "As for?"
Han Ji said firmly: "As for!"
Later, King Wei came.
"Go, eat meat!"
Yang Xuan went to the back with him.
Wang Laoer is grilling meat.
While flipping the barbecue, he salivated and sucked his nose.
"Okay?" Yang Xuan asked.
"We have to wait." Wang Lao Er squatted there, without saying a word about getting up and saluting.
Yang Xuan sat down with King Wei.
"Does Your Majesty mind what happened before?" Yang Xuan smiled and said, "I don't believe the so-called long live."
He avoided sensitive topics and communicated with King Wei from another angle.
"If you change someone, this king will feel that he has treasonous intentions." King Wei cut straight to the point, "But you, this king, know that if you make an oath, you will definitely not break the promise!"
"Oh! Your Majesty has confidence in me, why?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
King Wei said, "You never promise lightly!"
Yang Xuan: "..."
"Okay!" Wang Lao Er handed over a dozen skewers of barbecued meat, and looked at it with sweat profusely, but refused to eat it.
King Wei picked up the meat skewers and looked at Yang Xuan, "Only those who hold promises seriously, whenever they want to promise or swear, they will think carefully and dare not speak easily."
The eldest nephew is really my confidant!
Yang Xuan didn't know if there were ghosts and gods in this world, even if there wasn't, he wouldn't swear lightly unless he felt that he could definitely do it.
This has nothing to do with gods, but his bottom line, which is the three views.
Yang Xuan took a sip of wine, "What does Your Majesty want?"
King Wei glanced at Wang Lao Er, saw him squatting there concentrating on grilling meat, and then slowly said, "This king originally wanted to get rid of those disgusting things."
"Liyuan?" Yang Xuan asked.
King Wei nodded.
Sure enough, he is a kind father and a filial son!
Yang Xuan ate a piece of barbecue, which tasted good.
"Actually, this king has always felt that the status of the so-called prince is a burden. Every time I see those ugliness, I wish I could... but I can't do it."
Does this guy still want to kill his father?
Yang Xuan felt that it shouldn't be.
"After getting married, I felt that I found a resting place. Slowly, I fell in love with those days. After having a child, I felt that this world seemed to come alive gradually."
In many cases, only children can save a desperate soul.
"My king forges iron in the alley every day, and their mother and son
In the backyard, one is doing things and the other is playing. Every time I watch this scene, I feel that this is life. "
"But after all, you have his blood flowing through your body!" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"Yes!" King Wei raised his head and looked at Yang Xuan with an empty bowl.
Hey!
Yang Xuan drank the wine in the bowl, and quickly ate a piece of barbecue.
King Wei poured wine for himself, and opposite, it was Wang Erer who poured wine for Yang Xuan.
King Wei squinted at him, "Why don't you pour wine for me?"
Wang Laoer put down the wine jar and said, "I don't see a king in my eyes!"
King Wei: "..."
Yang Xuan smiled, "The second child has such a temperament, you should take care of him."
King Wei suddenly laughed, "What if this king refuses?"
Wang Lao Er clenched his fist.
Yang Xuan still smiled, "Then, I will take care of him!"
King Wei looked at him and Wang's second son, and suddenly smiled, "This king was born in a place, to be honest, I have never seen any friendship. Looking at you, I am a little envious."
The two ate meat and drank wine, gradually calmed down in the spring.
"Second, hurry up and eat." Yang Xuan saw that Wang's second was still roasting, so he didn't care about himself.
"Has the Duke stopped eating?" Wang Laoer asked.
Yang Xuan said: "I'm almost full, at least I have some appetite to finish the meal."
"Oh!" Only then did Wang Lao Er happily gather the barbecue over, eating happily by himself.
"Those people shouted Long Live today. To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable listening."
King Wei drank a lot of wine, but he was still sober, "Da Tang has come to this field, internal and external troubles. Aye wants to fight for power and profit, but he refuses to follow the emperor's right way, thinking about power tactics all day long.
But the emperor! What you have to do is the way.
Art, only for the way.
If you deviate from this fundamental, you will inevitably go the wrong way. "
"Shu, only for the sake of Tao!" Yang Xuan didn't expect that his eldest nephew was still a handsome man.
"What do you want to do in the future?" King Wei asked.
Yang Xuan knew that this was probably the elder nephew's judgment on himself in the future.
After that, it was difficult for the two to meet again.
Yang Xuan thought about it carefully, "Suppress Beiliao, so that Beiliao cannot become a foreign invasion of the Tang Dynasty."
"So, you will be famous in history." King Wei took a sip of his wine.
"The Tang Dynasty is going to be in chaos." Yang Xuan said, "Beijiang has taken in a lot of refugees in the past few years. Outsiders only see the domineering of Beijiang, but they can't see that these refugees will become hungry if they are left alone. Some people will take the risk, and some people will rise to the top and call out. It will be destroyed once, twice, three times and four times? This Tang Dynasty should be shaken."
"So, what does Beijiang want to do?" King Wei asked.
"I don't want to see the Great Tang decline." Yang Xuan said calmly, "When you go back, the king can tell the emperor that from now on, the north will no longer be a hidden danger to the Great Tang."
King Wei looked at him, "Including you?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "I have never been a foreign trouble of Datang."
King Wei nodded, "If so, everyone will be happy."
"But Chang'an is not willing to stop." Yang Xuan said, "After the battle of Cangzhou, regardless of victory or defeat, Chang'an will respond. The one in the pear garden will probably stab my little man. Southern border will change, Chang'an The guards are also sharpening their swords. What does he want to do? Civil war?"
King Wei said silently, "I don't know either."
"To be honest, I don't pay much attention to the guards of Chang'an. I'm just worried."
"Tell me." King Wei raised his bowl, ignored Yang Xuan's bitter face, raised his head and finished.
Yang Xuan did it twice and drank the wine in the bowl.
"If the reality of Chang'an is known to the world, how many people and forces will have ambitions."
King Wei thought for a while, "This king hates these calculations, but he is also worried that if Datang is gone, how will he explain to Emperor Wu when he goes underground."
If Emperor Wu had a spirit in heaven, he would most likely want to strangle Li Mi, his grandson, to death.
King Wei raised his head, "You said that you will live up to Datang!"
Yang Xuan nodded, and said seriously: "I said before, live up to Datang!"
"If Beiliao is suppressed by you, the huge place
Someone has to take care of it. "King Wei got up, "This king thinks that you can be the king of the Northland!" "
King of the North?
Yang Xuan smiled, "Stop drinking?"
King Wei shook his head, "You have to be interested in drinking. This king prefers to sit alone in the courtyard and drink in the deserted moonlight."
This is not Wenqing!
But loneliness!
Li Mi!
Your mother's crimes have exploded!
Yang Xuan watched him go out, drinking the wine slowly.
His eyes became brighter and brighter.
Later, he got up, "I want to rest!"
Jiang He'er had arranged for someone to clean up his bedroom a long time ago, and Yang Xuan was very satisfied when he went in and saw that it was neat and tidy.
After Jiang He'er settled him, he asked, "Duke, I'll let Uda come to protect me!"
"No need for him!"
"Who do you want then?"
"Let the second child watch!"
Yang Xuan closed his eyes and relaxed.