Chapter 415
Chapter 415
Chapter 415
Everyone's heart froze.
Then there is a pine.
Huang Chunhui has contributed a lot to the stability of northern Xinjiang in these years.
Whether it was an attack from Beiliao or a method from Chang'an, he blocked them all.
This inconspicuous old man is the real mainstay of Datang and Beijiang!
Huang Chunhui raised his eyelids to look at Yang Xuan, and suddenly smiled gently, "Go tomorrow, just let go and do it."
"Yes."
After Yang Xuan left, Liu Qing said: "Young Master, don't indulge him too much, young man, there is no restraint."
Huang Chunhui said indifferently: "Taiping was destroyed seven times, which is the shame of my northern border. Later, I heard that a young county magistrate came, and he was able to resist the three major ministries. But I thought it was just that,
But later, the business roads were opened, the workshops were revitalized, the army was drilled, and the bureaucracy was rectified... This step by step made the old man quite happy, Lao Liu. "
"Master."
"If you were 20 years old, the old man ordered you to be in charge of Taiping, how could you be as good as him?"
Liu Qing shook his head without thinking.
"Since you are not as good as him, why do you still want to strangle him?"
Liu Qing: "..."
"Mediocrity, don't restrain geniuses."
Several accompanying officials exchanged a wink.
Liu Sima is a talented person in northern Xinjiang, but he turned out to be mediocre in the mouth of his husband.
Looking back, I have to think about Yang Shijun's deeds, and find out from it that he was praised as a genius by his husband.
Let's learn, we don't want to become a genius, at least we can become a mediocre Liu Sima!
He was said to be mediocre, but Liu Qing was not angry but happy.
……
When Yang Xuan left the residence, Lin Feibao said in a low voice, "Your Majesty also praised Huang Chunhui back then."
It's been a long time, can Yang Xuan and Huang Chunhui get close?
——Huang Xianggong, I am the son of the Emperor.
Will Lao Huang arrest him and throw him to Chang'an?
"Many times, people's hearts can't stand the test, so don't go to the test."
"Uncle!"
Zhou's servants were waiting outside.
"Lang Jun invites you to Zhongshu."
Hey!
What happened last night happened.
Yang Xuan went to Zhongshu Province.
"Husband."
The old man seemed not to hear, and continued to look at the document in his hand.
"Little Xuanzi, it's study time, stand up!" Suzaku said gloatingly.
Yang Xuan smiled wryly and stood with his hands tied.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zun put down the paperwork.
"Bold."
"It's just that you are very angry." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"What do you want to tell Yang Songcheng?"
Naturally, Yang Xuan would not kill someone for no reason, just to vent his anger.
There are many ways to vent anger, and there is no need for this method of intensifying conflicts.
"Don't mess with me!"
……
Zhang Huan and others gathered together to discuss matters.
Shi Zhongtang is also there.
"This time the court and China discussed the war in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. It was already proper, but Yang Xuan intervened, causing His Majesty to hesitate." Zhang Huan was really angry, "This must be driven by Huang Chunhui, an old dog. Northern Xinjiang is famous, but I don’t see my Southern Xinjiang athletes expanding their territory.”
Shi Zhongtang was also very dissatisfied.
He needs military merit, this is what Liang Jing told him... The empress can plan for you, but you have to live up to it!
So conquering the Southern Zhou Dynasty was an opportunity for him to make meritorious service.
Zhang Huan had long thought of returning to Chang'an, but he didn't want to return to mediocrity.The rebels in southern Xinjiang have never been wiped out. This is where the opponent criticized him.
Zhang Huan couldn't sit still when the news came that Huang Chunhui had defeated Lin Ya's army in the first battle in Northern Xinjiang.
This expedition against the Southern Zhou Dynasty is a good opportunity for Zhang Huan. If he can win a big victory and return to the court with the momentum, this is the correct posture.
Once Zhang Huan leaves, who will take over?
Shi Zhongtang has served in southern Xinjiang for many years and made great military exploits.In the past, he was only suppressed because of his status as a foreign general, but now it is different. With the support of his concubine brother and sister, he feels that he can get a glimpse of the position of Deputy Jiedu.
"Tomorrow!" Zhang Huan said coldly: "Tomorrow, the civil and military meeting between the southern border and the northern border will show Huang Chunhui's old face, and then the old man will enter the palace and present the plan for this battle to His Majesty. Who dares to object?"
Once the two armed groups in Datang remain silent in Northern Xinjiang, who can argue against Zhang Huan, the governor of Southern Xinjiang?
Just one sentence: you don't understand!
"Yes."
……
"Seldom going out recently."
After Zhou Zun scolded Yang Xuan, he worried about his safety again.
"Yes!"
"The old man heard that Zhang Huan invited the civil and military officials from Northern Xinjiang to gather tomorrow, and the banquet will not be a good one."
"Yes."
"Why don't you care?"
The old man is about to growl.
Yang Xuan said: "I don't care, tomorrow will be a verbal war."
"Be cautious."
"My father-in-law, being cautious will make me not perform well."
"Zhang Huan is a famous general, I think you are quite confident?"
The old man had a bad tone.
"Yeah! It's really not a problem."
……
Yang Xuan came out of Zhongshu with some tea on his lapel.
"Alang!"
Opposite, Yang Songcheng stopped.
Yang Xuan stopped.
Fate!
Yang Xuan smiled and bowed his hands.
It's polite.
Yang Songcheng, an old minister, nodded slightly, "What's the taste of killing more people?"
"It's just... when someone stands opposite you, you can't help but look at his neck."
The old servant sneered.
Yang Songcheng touched his neck and asked, "Why not somewhere else?"
"The head of the owl is the most morale booster."
"is it?"
"Ok!"
Yang Xuan nodded and left.
The old servant whispered: "This man is full of wildness."
"Without wildness, there is no way to gain a foothold in northern Xinjiang." Yang Songcheng said: "The Zhou family is separated from us, this kid is indispensable."
The old servant said: "How about..."
"If you start now, everyone in the world will say that the murderer is Yang. Don't worry, he ruined the Southern Border Army's affairs. Zhang Huan will give him a blow first tomorrow."
"Ah Lang, it's Zhou Zun!"
Zhou Zun walked out of Zhongshu.
"Kingzhang."
"Servant Zhou."
Zhou Zun said word by word: "If the old man's son-in-law had an accident in Chang'an and lost arms and legs, the old man would think it was the work of the father-in-law.
If he lost his life, the old man would think that it was the murder of the head of the country.
The old man loves his daughter very much, if her husband is gone, the daughter will be heartbroken.
If she is heartbroken, the old man will be anxious.Then, the old man will find the murderer... Make a deal! "
……
On the second day, Yang Xuan called Lin Feibao early in the morning.
"If you follow, will you be recognized?"
Lin Feibao touched his face numbly, "In recent years, it has grown out of shape."
Moreover, the skin was red and black due to the long-term smelting of iron, and the eyebrows were raised upwards due to the long-term smoldering of the flames.
"I think, even if your own father is here, you have to look carefully for a long time before you suspect that this is his son."
For more than ten years, things have changed and people have changed, and even people have changed.
"Then follow."
"Yes."
Yang Xuan walked out of the room.
Lin Feibao frowned, "The house that Yang Lue prepared for your husband is too poor."
The old thief asked, "What kind of house do you want?"
"It doesn't matter how simple the outside is, but the inside needs to be carefully decorated. Look at those furniture, they are only made of jujube wood. How can they be worthy of your status as a gentleman?"
"Too extravagant and easy to attract attention."
"It's okay, who would enter other people's bedrooms?"
Lin Feibao was very dissatisfied.
It's just a matter of imitating Yiniang and calling Yang Lue an old dog.
"Cough cough!"
"Lang Jun, is it cold?"
"No." Yang Xuan pointed to the bedroom, "I found someone to break up those furniture myself."
Lin Feibao said seriously, "Your Majesty has good eyesight."
The old thief took a look at Wang Lao Er and felt that his status had slipped again.
Wang Laoer came over, he was always curious about Lin Feibao's ability, so he handed over a piece of dried meat.
Lin Feibao frowned.
He doesn't like snacks.
"Let's eat!" Yang Xuan said.
Lin Feibao took it and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in a few strokes.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Laoer asked.
Didn't taste it.
"Not bad!"
Although they didn't get along for a long time, Lin Feibao could tell that this group of people had a little...almost doting on Wang Laoer.
Especially Mr. Lang.
"You're lucky!" Lin Feibao nodded in response to Wang Laoer's kindness.
"No!" Wang Er Er said, "Aniang always said that my luck was too bad and I wasn't smart enough."
"Many times, it's better not to be smart."
Lin Feibao said.
Follow Lang Jun all the way up, this silly boy is blessed.
And because of his stupidity, the gentleman will not doubt him, so he can be assigned to do things with his confidants.
This is the emperor's confidant, maybe he can enjoy the Taimiao.
Blessed is this silly boy!
"How did you practice?"
Tu Chang couldn't help but feel sour when he heard this sentence.
"That's how I practiced."
"Maybe I can practice?"
"Ask Mr. Lang."
Tu Chang felt a little cold.
From the first meeting, he felt that Wang Lao looked familiar, like his own grandson who was burned to death.
The whole family was burned to death, and he also became a walking dead. It was only after seeing Wang Laoer that he regained his strength.
Although he knew that this was not his grandson, but Tu Chang was considerate to Wang's second son, even closer than his own grandson.
He wanted to pass on all his cultivation and military skills to Wang Laoer.
But Wang Laoer discarded it like a pair of shoes.
This kid is stupid!
On the contrary, Tu Chang felt very relieved.
But today he found out that this grandson disliked him!
The soreness and discomfort made Tu Chang take a deep breath, trying to suppress it forcibly.
But the more forcefully you press, the more uncomfortable it will be to your heart.
Wang Lao Er came over, "Lang Jun, may I learn?"
How high was Lin Feibao's cultivation? Yang Xuan didn't know how high he was. He only knew of monks who could make him run away.
But this is his private school.
Even the emperor cannot force Lin Feibao to teach Wang Laoer.
This violates the social morality of the moment.
But Wang Laoer is naive, so it's not good to refuse directly.
Yang Xuan asked: "Last time you said you didn't like being a general, what did you learn?"
Wang Laoer said, "Guardian!"
"Who to protect?" Yang Xuan was delighted.
"Butcher."
Tu Chang was taken aback.
"Why?" Tu Chang still uses you to protect him?Yang Xuan wanted to laugh.
"When I was in Chenzhou, I once went shopping with Mr. Tu. I saw an old man who was in his late [-]s and couldn't walk anymore. He came out to set up a stall. Mr. Tu asked him, saying that he had lost all his children and grandchildren. I am old and have no one to take care of me..."
When people are old, who do they rely on?
Rely on children and grandchildren!
This is a concept that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Therefore, having a son is not only to pass on the incense, but also to depend on one's old age.
Raising children for old age is the truth at this time.
"Mr. Tu said what he said at the time... This old man has killed a lot. When he is old and can't use a gun, who can he rely on?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Then why don't you learn from Tu Gong?"
Wang Laoer said eloquently: "If I can't even beat Tu Gong, how can I protect him?"
Gee!
"Your reasoning is crooked, but it makes sense!"
Wang Laoer was overjoyed, turned around and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Tu, I will take care of you."
Tu Chang's lips twitched.
"it is good!"
……
Arriving at the residence of officials in northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui came out wearing a thick cloak and a leather hat, with his hands in the cuffs.
Isn't this the ordinary old man of Chenzhou?
But if Yang Xuan called Uncle Huang, he would guarantee that Old Liu would make him Uncle Yang.
"Master."
"coming."
"Yes."
"It's cold, let's go first."
Huang Chunhui went out first.
The official in charge of the residence bowed and said respectfully, "Sir, take it easy."
"Ok!"
How powerful is Beiliao?
Just look at their messengers and you will know.
Not to mention the envoys on weekdays, most of the envoys who come to celebrate the New Year at the end of the year are domineering.
Officials who are aware of the situation in northern Xinjiang, since Huang Chunhui moved in, have given up their thoughts of profiteering, and the daily supply is the best.
Yang Xuan followed a little behind.
Huang Chunhui walked slowly to the street, looked at the pedestrians, took a deep breath, "Comfortable."
Yang Xuan felt his relaxation.
In northern Xinjiang, he was always tense habitually, even if he was dozing off, he was guessing and planning something in his mind.
When I arrived in Chang'an, I was beyond my reach, so I was able to relax.
"You have been to southern border, what do you think of the southern border army?" Huang Chunhui asked casually.
Yang Xuan thought for a while, "The lower officials thought that the southern border army was quite brave, but their aggressiveness was not good enough."
"That's it?"
"Your officer has seen many alien races in the Southern Border Army."
"Why?"
"The population in southern Xinjiang is not large, and the government military system has been corrupted. Recruiting warriors gives more money and food, but recruiting foreign warriors can pay less!"
"It's all about money!"
"Yes."
"Zhang Chumao is Yang Songcheng's son-in-law. The Ministry of Finance and Food provides enough money every year, but it is still not enough to recruit warriors?"
"I don't know about this subordinate, but there are quite a few soldiers of different races in the Southern Border Army."
"What do you think?"
"The lower officials feel that... if they are not of my race, their hearts must be different."
"Ok!"
Liu Qing followed not far behind, followed by a group of civil and military officials.
Someone said in a low voice: "Sima, what Mr. Xiang said yesterday was just unintentional."
"You said... my husband said that this old man is mediocre?"
How can I make it clear... The man nodded awkwardly.
"But the old man is happy!"
Liu Qing looked ahead with a smile.
Huang Chunhui tilted his head slightly, looking at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan met his gaze and spoke with a smile.
This scene!
"gorgeous!"
Liu Qing praised it sincerely.
Until the place where today's banquet is held.
Both sides are big bosses, so naturally they can't meet in a small place.
The officials below discussed it, and it happened that General Youwuwei Wei Zhong had some relations with both parties, so he specially asked for leave and entertained everyone at home.
After entering, someone said in a low voice: "Wei Zhong is an upright man, let's put aside the boldness of the northern border for now."
"Zi Tai!"
Wei Linger stood on the porch, waving to this side.
Everyone: "..."
(End of this chapter)
Everyone's heart froze.
Then there is a pine.
Huang Chunhui has contributed a lot to the stability of northern Xinjiang in these years.
Whether it was an attack from Beiliao or a method from Chang'an, he blocked them all.
This inconspicuous old man is the real mainstay of Datang and Beijiang!
Huang Chunhui raised his eyelids to look at Yang Xuan, and suddenly smiled gently, "Go tomorrow, just let go and do it."
"Yes."
After Yang Xuan left, Liu Qing said: "Young Master, don't indulge him too much, young man, there is no restraint."
Huang Chunhui said indifferently: "Taiping was destroyed seven times, which is the shame of my northern border. Later, I heard that a young county magistrate came, and he was able to resist the three major ministries. But I thought it was just that,
But later, the business roads were opened, the workshops were revitalized, the army was drilled, and the bureaucracy was rectified... This step by step made the old man quite happy, Lao Liu. "
"Master."
"If you were 20 years old, the old man ordered you to be in charge of Taiping, how could you be as good as him?"
Liu Qing shook his head without thinking.
"Since you are not as good as him, why do you still want to strangle him?"
Liu Qing: "..."
"Mediocrity, don't restrain geniuses."
Several accompanying officials exchanged a wink.
Liu Sima is a talented person in northern Xinjiang, but he turned out to be mediocre in the mouth of his husband.
Looking back, I have to think about Yang Shijun's deeds, and find out from it that he was praised as a genius by his husband.
Let's learn, we don't want to become a genius, at least we can become a mediocre Liu Sima!
He was said to be mediocre, but Liu Qing was not angry but happy.
……
When Yang Xuan left the residence, Lin Feibao said in a low voice, "Your Majesty also praised Huang Chunhui back then."
It's been a long time, can Yang Xuan and Huang Chunhui get close?
——Huang Xianggong, I am the son of the Emperor.
Will Lao Huang arrest him and throw him to Chang'an?
"Many times, people's hearts can't stand the test, so don't go to the test."
"Uncle!"
Zhou's servants were waiting outside.
"Lang Jun invites you to Zhongshu."
Hey!
What happened last night happened.
Yang Xuan went to Zhongshu Province.
"Husband."
The old man seemed not to hear, and continued to look at the document in his hand.
"Little Xuanzi, it's study time, stand up!" Suzaku said gloatingly.
Yang Xuan smiled wryly and stood with his hands tied.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zun put down the paperwork.
"Bold."
"It's just that you are very angry." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"What do you want to tell Yang Songcheng?"
Naturally, Yang Xuan would not kill someone for no reason, just to vent his anger.
There are many ways to vent anger, and there is no need for this method of intensifying conflicts.
"Don't mess with me!"
……
Zhang Huan and others gathered together to discuss matters.
Shi Zhongtang is also there.
"This time the court and China discussed the war in the Southern Zhou Dynasty. It was already proper, but Yang Xuan intervened, causing His Majesty to hesitate." Zhang Huan was really angry, "This must be driven by Huang Chunhui, an old dog. Northern Xinjiang is famous, but I don’t see my Southern Xinjiang athletes expanding their territory.”
Shi Zhongtang was also very dissatisfied.
He needs military merit, this is what Liang Jing told him... The empress can plan for you, but you have to live up to it!
So conquering the Southern Zhou Dynasty was an opportunity for him to make meritorious service.
Zhang Huan had long thought of returning to Chang'an, but he didn't want to return to mediocrity.The rebels in southern Xinjiang have never been wiped out. This is where the opponent criticized him.
Zhang Huan couldn't sit still when the news came that Huang Chunhui had defeated Lin Ya's army in the first battle in Northern Xinjiang.
This expedition against the Southern Zhou Dynasty is a good opportunity for Zhang Huan. If he can win a big victory and return to the court with the momentum, this is the correct posture.
Once Zhang Huan leaves, who will take over?
Shi Zhongtang has served in southern Xinjiang for many years and made great military exploits.In the past, he was only suppressed because of his status as a foreign general, but now it is different. With the support of his concubine brother and sister, he feels that he can get a glimpse of the position of Deputy Jiedu.
"Tomorrow!" Zhang Huan said coldly: "Tomorrow, the civil and military meeting between the southern border and the northern border will show Huang Chunhui's old face, and then the old man will enter the palace and present the plan for this battle to His Majesty. Who dares to object?"
Once the two armed groups in Datang remain silent in Northern Xinjiang, who can argue against Zhang Huan, the governor of Southern Xinjiang?
Just one sentence: you don't understand!
"Yes."
……
"Seldom going out recently."
After Zhou Zun scolded Yang Xuan, he worried about his safety again.
"Yes!"
"The old man heard that Zhang Huan invited the civil and military officials from Northern Xinjiang to gather tomorrow, and the banquet will not be a good one."
"Yes."
"Why don't you care?"
The old man is about to growl.
Yang Xuan said: "I don't care, tomorrow will be a verbal war."
"Be cautious."
"My father-in-law, being cautious will make me not perform well."
"Zhang Huan is a famous general, I think you are quite confident?"
The old man had a bad tone.
"Yeah! It's really not a problem."
……
Yang Xuan came out of Zhongshu with some tea on his lapel.
"Alang!"
Opposite, Yang Songcheng stopped.
Yang Xuan stopped.
Fate!
Yang Xuan smiled and bowed his hands.
It's polite.
Yang Songcheng, an old minister, nodded slightly, "What's the taste of killing more people?"
"It's just... when someone stands opposite you, you can't help but look at his neck."
The old servant sneered.
Yang Songcheng touched his neck and asked, "Why not somewhere else?"
"The head of the owl is the most morale booster."
"is it?"
"Ok!"
Yang Xuan nodded and left.
The old servant whispered: "This man is full of wildness."
"Without wildness, there is no way to gain a foothold in northern Xinjiang." Yang Songcheng said: "The Zhou family is separated from us, this kid is indispensable."
The old servant said: "How about..."
"If you start now, everyone in the world will say that the murderer is Yang. Don't worry, he ruined the Southern Border Army's affairs. Zhang Huan will give him a blow first tomorrow."
"Ah Lang, it's Zhou Zun!"
Zhou Zun walked out of Zhongshu.
"Kingzhang."
"Servant Zhou."
Zhou Zun said word by word: "If the old man's son-in-law had an accident in Chang'an and lost arms and legs, the old man would think it was the work of the father-in-law.
If he lost his life, the old man would think that it was the murder of the head of the country.
The old man loves his daughter very much, if her husband is gone, the daughter will be heartbroken.
If she is heartbroken, the old man will be anxious.Then, the old man will find the murderer... Make a deal! "
……
On the second day, Yang Xuan called Lin Feibao early in the morning.
"If you follow, will you be recognized?"
Lin Feibao touched his face numbly, "In recent years, it has grown out of shape."
Moreover, the skin was red and black due to the long-term smelting of iron, and the eyebrows were raised upwards due to the long-term smoldering of the flames.
"I think, even if your own father is here, you have to look carefully for a long time before you suspect that this is his son."
For more than ten years, things have changed and people have changed, and even people have changed.
"Then follow."
"Yes."
Yang Xuan walked out of the room.
Lin Feibao frowned, "The house that Yang Lue prepared for your husband is too poor."
The old thief asked, "What kind of house do you want?"
"It doesn't matter how simple the outside is, but the inside needs to be carefully decorated. Look at those furniture, they are only made of jujube wood. How can they be worthy of your status as a gentleman?"
"Too extravagant and easy to attract attention."
"It's okay, who would enter other people's bedrooms?"
Lin Feibao was very dissatisfied.
It's just a matter of imitating Yiniang and calling Yang Lue an old dog.
"Cough cough!"
"Lang Jun, is it cold?"
"No." Yang Xuan pointed to the bedroom, "I found someone to break up those furniture myself."
Lin Feibao said seriously, "Your Majesty has good eyesight."
The old thief took a look at Wang Lao Er and felt that his status had slipped again.
Wang Laoer came over, he was always curious about Lin Feibao's ability, so he handed over a piece of dried meat.
Lin Feibao frowned.
He doesn't like snacks.
"Let's eat!" Yang Xuan said.
Lin Feibao took it and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in a few strokes.
"Is it delicious?" Wang Laoer asked.
Didn't taste it.
"Not bad!"
Although they didn't get along for a long time, Lin Feibao could tell that this group of people had a little...almost doting on Wang Laoer.
Especially Mr. Lang.
"You're lucky!" Lin Feibao nodded in response to Wang Laoer's kindness.
"No!" Wang Er Er said, "Aniang always said that my luck was too bad and I wasn't smart enough."
"Many times, it's better not to be smart."
Lin Feibao said.
Follow Lang Jun all the way up, this silly boy is blessed.
And because of his stupidity, the gentleman will not doubt him, so he can be assigned to do things with his confidants.
This is the emperor's confidant, maybe he can enjoy the Taimiao.
Blessed is this silly boy!
"How did you practice?"
Tu Chang couldn't help but feel sour when he heard this sentence.
"That's how I practiced."
"Maybe I can practice?"
"Ask Mr. Lang."
Tu Chang felt a little cold.
From the first meeting, he felt that Wang Lao looked familiar, like his own grandson who was burned to death.
The whole family was burned to death, and he also became a walking dead. It was only after seeing Wang Laoer that he regained his strength.
Although he knew that this was not his grandson, but Tu Chang was considerate to Wang's second son, even closer than his own grandson.
He wanted to pass on all his cultivation and military skills to Wang Laoer.
But Wang Laoer discarded it like a pair of shoes.
This kid is stupid!
On the contrary, Tu Chang felt very relieved.
But today he found out that this grandson disliked him!
The soreness and discomfort made Tu Chang take a deep breath, trying to suppress it forcibly.
But the more forcefully you press, the more uncomfortable it will be to your heart.
Wang Lao Er came over, "Lang Jun, may I learn?"
How high was Lin Feibao's cultivation? Yang Xuan didn't know how high he was. He only knew of monks who could make him run away.
But this is his private school.
Even the emperor cannot force Lin Feibao to teach Wang Laoer.
This violates the social morality of the moment.
But Wang Laoer is naive, so it's not good to refuse directly.
Yang Xuan asked: "Last time you said you didn't like being a general, what did you learn?"
Wang Laoer said, "Guardian!"
"Who to protect?" Yang Xuan was delighted.
"Butcher."
Tu Chang was taken aback.
"Why?" Tu Chang still uses you to protect him?Yang Xuan wanted to laugh.
"When I was in Chenzhou, I once went shopping with Mr. Tu. I saw an old man who was in his late [-]s and couldn't walk anymore. He came out to set up a stall. Mr. Tu asked him, saying that he had lost all his children and grandchildren. I am old and have no one to take care of me..."
When people are old, who do they rely on?
Rely on children and grandchildren!
This is a concept that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Therefore, having a son is not only to pass on the incense, but also to depend on one's old age.
Raising children for old age is the truth at this time.
"Mr. Tu said what he said at the time... This old man has killed a lot. When he is old and can't use a gun, who can he rely on?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Then why don't you learn from Tu Gong?"
Wang Laoer said eloquently: "If I can't even beat Tu Gong, how can I protect him?"
Gee!
"Your reasoning is crooked, but it makes sense!"
Wang Laoer was overjoyed, turned around and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Tu, I will take care of you."
Tu Chang's lips twitched.
"it is good!"
……
Arriving at the residence of officials in northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui came out wearing a thick cloak and a leather hat, with his hands in the cuffs.
Isn't this the ordinary old man of Chenzhou?
But if Yang Xuan called Uncle Huang, he would guarantee that Old Liu would make him Uncle Yang.
"Master."
"coming."
"Yes."
"It's cold, let's go first."
Huang Chunhui went out first.
The official in charge of the residence bowed and said respectfully, "Sir, take it easy."
"Ok!"
How powerful is Beiliao?
Just look at their messengers and you will know.
Not to mention the envoys on weekdays, most of the envoys who come to celebrate the New Year at the end of the year are domineering.
Officials who are aware of the situation in northern Xinjiang, since Huang Chunhui moved in, have given up their thoughts of profiteering, and the daily supply is the best.
Yang Xuan followed a little behind.
Huang Chunhui walked slowly to the street, looked at the pedestrians, took a deep breath, "Comfortable."
Yang Xuan felt his relaxation.
In northern Xinjiang, he was always tense habitually, even if he was dozing off, he was guessing and planning something in his mind.
When I arrived in Chang'an, I was beyond my reach, so I was able to relax.
"You have been to southern border, what do you think of the southern border army?" Huang Chunhui asked casually.
Yang Xuan thought for a while, "The lower officials thought that the southern border army was quite brave, but their aggressiveness was not good enough."
"That's it?"
"Your officer has seen many alien races in the Southern Border Army."
"Why?"
"The population in southern Xinjiang is not large, and the government military system has been corrupted. Recruiting warriors gives more money and food, but recruiting foreign warriors can pay less!"
"It's all about money!"
"Yes."
"Zhang Chumao is Yang Songcheng's son-in-law. The Ministry of Finance and Food provides enough money every year, but it is still not enough to recruit warriors?"
"I don't know about this subordinate, but there are quite a few soldiers of different races in the Southern Border Army."
"What do you think?"
"The lower officials feel that... if they are not of my race, their hearts must be different."
"Ok!"
Liu Qing followed not far behind, followed by a group of civil and military officials.
Someone said in a low voice: "Sima, what Mr. Xiang said yesterday was just unintentional."
"You said... my husband said that this old man is mediocre?"
How can I make it clear... The man nodded awkwardly.
"But the old man is happy!"
Liu Qing looked ahead with a smile.
Huang Chunhui tilted his head slightly, looking at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan met his gaze and spoke with a smile.
This scene!
"gorgeous!"
Liu Qing praised it sincerely.
Until the place where today's banquet is held.
Both sides are big bosses, so naturally they can't meet in a small place.
The officials below discussed it, and it happened that General Youwuwei Wei Zhong had some relations with both parties, so he specially asked for leave and entertained everyone at home.
After entering, someone said in a low voice: "Wei Zhong is an upright man, let's put aside the boldness of the northern border for now."
"Zi Tai!"
Wei Linger stood on the porch, waving to this side.
Everyone: "..."
(End of this chapter)