Chapter 963
Blessing of Northern Border
Chapter 963 Blessing of Northern Border
"Tiger?"
Yang Xuan was startled, "What does this mean?"
Ning Yayun shook her head, "I can't tell, but I guess it's not a bad thing!"
"That's good."
Parents can forget all kinds of problems about their children with just one sentence that is not a bad thing.
The midwife came out with the baby in her arms, smiling as sweetly as honey, "Duke, you are a young gentleman."
my son!
The second one.
"Aye, brother!"
Ah Liang shouted happily.
"Yes! Brother!"
Yang Xuan, whose daughter's dream was shattered, went over and took a closer look at the baby.
The wrinkled child can't see any tiger strength, nor can he see any wolf extinction.
The only feeling is that it is small and held carefully.
"How about the lady?" Yang Xuan asked.
"My lady is fine!"
"That's good."
Yang Xuan turned around holding the child, Zhou Xin came over, looked at the child as an uncle, and said in surprise: "It's so ugly!"
Hey!
Will not speak!
Probably knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Zhou Xin added: "They said that after a while, they are handsome."
As he spoke, he took out a kit, opened it, and inside was a small and exquisite golden lock.
"This is the safety lock that Ah Weng went to Fangwai to ask for."
Zhou Xin put the safety lock in the swaddle and put it on when the child was older.
Everyone came up to watch one by one, and Yi Niang was most pleased, "It's the second one."
"It's my brother!" Ah Liang shouted.
Yiniang smiled and said, "Yes! It's the younger brother, Xiao Langjun has a younger brother."
The atmosphere is a little weird.
Yang Xuan took a closer look at Yiniang, as if he had seen many years later...
A Liang followed behind Tiger Wolf, standing in front of the hall with a sneer.
The torches blazed, illuminating the night sky.
The sound of hoofbeats was rapid, hundreds of horsemen rushed in, and the leader was the second child.
"Prince, where's Aye?" the second child shouted.
A Liang shook his head and said sadly: "Aye, you are dead."
The second child was furious, "You killed Aye, come here! Get in!"
It was night, the emperor died, the prince covered up the news, and the second prince led the army into the palace...
What am I thinking?
Yang Xuan laughed and handed the child to the midwife.
Being a father for the second time, it is logical that he should be familiar with the road, but Yang Xuan is a little worried about gains and losses.
"Lang Jun, there is no need to worry." Yiniang is the person who knows him best, "Lang Jun, look at that man and He Lianfeng, they both like to play tricks, those who play with fire set themselves on fire!"
"I know."
The emperor played tricks and considered his own children and grandchildren as opponents, and finally turned himself into a lonely family.
I have to learn a lesson!
Yang Xuan secretly reminded himself.
But, it's always a happy event.
"The whole family rewards five hundred coins."
"Thank you, Duke."
Generous!The servants and maids were beaming with joy.
The two servants muttered happily.
"One child is five hundred dollars. What if there are ten or a hundred? Aren't we getting rich?"
"Yeah! I get excited just thinking about it."
"Pray for the gods to protect the Duke so that there will be a thousand women, and each woman will have ten children..."
When the news reached the front yard, the servants were overjoyed.
"The old man went back first."
Ning Yayun had already prepared to stay at Yang's house overnight, but she didn't expect it to end so quickly.
"Leave without eating?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Your house must be very lively today, the old man still likes to be quiet."
Ning Yayun has been imprisoned for many years, playing the piano in Xuanxue all day long, to kill her demons.For the excitement, you can watch it, but you don't like to blend in.
Lively and lively, is it people or things that are lively?
What is good today may be bad tomorrow.What is bad today may become good tomorrow...
Life is always like this, good and bad depend on each other, and only indifferent can we deal with it.
Ning Yayun flicked her tail, feeling a little firmer in her heart.
"It's born, it's Xiao Langjun!"
The steward stood outside the gate and shouted loudly at the waiting officials.
The little official ran away.
"It's born, it's Xiao Langjun!"
The news spread all the way, and Ning Yayun followed her. When she reached the alley, she saw the woman who sold the mustard cakes jumping up. She ignored her business and knelt down to pray devoutly.
Her voice was not loud, but Ning Yayun could still hear it.
"The gods from all over the world, when the slave's family was poor and had nowhere to go, they took the burden and set up a stall here to sell the cakes. Fortunately, the Duke didn't care about it, so the slave found a way out here.
They all said that setting up a stall outside the Jiedushi's house was a desecration of the Jiedushi...
Businessmen are shameless!The slave always says that he is not a businessman, but can do business. What is it if he is not a businessman?
The Duke never cares about his slaves, and often makes people come to buy pancakes...every time he passes by, he greets his slaves kindly.I have never heard of such a duke.
I also ask the gods of all parties to protect and protect the Duke, so that he can live a long life and live a safe life. "
The guest was not angry at being ignored, and said happily: "Did the Duke have another son? Good! From now on, I will have something to look forward to in Northern Xinjiang."
Ning Yayun was thoughtful.
Walk out of the alley, look left and right.
On the left is the Jiedushi's mansion, the gatekeepers are smiling from ear to ear, and so are the officials entering and leaving.
"Congratulations, Duke!"
Cheers came from the Jiedushi's mansion.
Pedestrians were startled, someone went to find the door to inquire, and turned around and shouted: "The Duke has a son!"
Pedestrians all saluted the Yang family.
"Congratulations, Duke."
Ning Yayun stood there, watching the two businessmen laughing.
The old businessman said with a smile: "I have traveled far and wide, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am well-informed. I have seen government offices in various places. Whenever the governors and county magistrates have happy events, the local officials are very happy, but they look fake."
The companion pointed to the gate and the officials who entered and exited, "These are true!"
"Yeah! It looks like joy from the heart, it's rare!" The old businessman sighed: "At the beginning, when I went to southern Xinjiang to buy goods, it happened to be the birthday of Xu Guogong. The officials and local tyrants all brought gifts to celebrate his birthday. , looking at the smiling one, but the smile looks fake, and there is a bit of disgust. Being an official has achieved such a state, maybe you are rich, but what good is it?"
The companion nodded, "Yes! Now Northern Xinjiang can not only resist the invasion of Beiliao, but also turn defense into offense. All industries are prosperous and the army is strong. All these are the handwriting of Qin Guogong.
Moreover, this person loves the people, not to say that he loves the people like a son, but between him and the people... the old man has seen it before, it is like a neighbor in the neighborhood, it is not hypocritical. "
"This is very rare. Officials and common people are like neighbors. This is fish and water. The Duke of Qin is the fish and the common people are the water. This is a situation like fish in water! Chang'an's suppression is in vain."
At this time, the people gathered more and more.
"Congratulations, Duke!"
The shouts were warm.
Footsteps came from the alley, Ning Yayun turned her head and saw that it was Yang Xuan, she couldn't help laughing.
If Zhang Chumao was waiting here, he would probably choose to send a steward to come forward!
Zitai came from the countryside, and now he is more and more majestic, but still retains the simplicity of the countryside, which is rare!
Yang Xuan came out, cupped his hands and said: "The birth of a child today has delayed everyone."
An old man asked: "If you dare to ask the Duke, you are safe."
Regardless of the title, this is the conversation of the neighbors!
Ning Yayun stroked her beard and looked at the top of Yang Xuan's head.
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "It's really worrying everyone, mother and child are safe."
"Hahahaha!"
The old man laughed loudly, "This is the blessing of my northern border, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, duke!"
People salute.
Yang Xuan returned the gift, "Thank you."
Ning Yayun narrowed her eyes.
An Ziyu's voice came from behind, "How?"
Ning Yayun spoke.
"That horn is getting stronger and stronger."
……
"It's my son!"
Liu Qing stroked his beard, feeling very happy.
Song Zhen smiled and said: "Some people say that Zitai is only one son. If something happens, there will be no successor. Such words seem vicious, but they are actually sowing discord. Today, this Erlang Lord was born for those people A slap."
After Yang Xuan and Chang'an fell out, many people knew that unless the emperor died and the new emperor had a good relationship with Yang Xuan, Northern Xinjiang would be under Yang Xuan's rule for a long time.
Yang Xuan's prestige and ability are enough to make Northern Xinjiang civil and military surrender, but what about him?
Many things have continuity. As Yang Xuan's rule over the northern border prolongs, the civil and military followers of Yang Xuan will worry about subsequent revenge.
What should I do once Yang Xuan is gone?
Submitting to Chang'an again, the emperor's revenge will be extremely tragic.
There is an example in Chen Guo. Back then, there was a feudal official who ruled one side, fell out with the emperor, and since then acted on his own, just like a military town.
This feudal official was not stupid. He knew what would happen to him after he left. Before he died, he summoned civil and military officials, pointed to his son and said: From now on, you will be loyal to my son.
But his son was mud that couldn't stick to the wall.
Not long after he left, his son was rejected by his subordinates because of his greed for pleasure, and the court quietly sent a secret envoy to persuade the general to fight back.
Immediately, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the emperor began to retaliate indiscriminately... Except for the general who rebelled, all other civil and military officials were purged, and even their family members were reduced to slaves.
The tragic lesson reminds the civil and military of northern Xinjiang...
A son is fighting power!
One son is not enough!
Now there are two.
Even if one of them is slime, there is another.
What if both are?
The Duke is still young, and he doesn't look like a woman who is not easy to wait for women. In the future, there will definitely be children.
This one doesn't work, just change it.
This is the idea of Northern Civil and Military Affairs.
Therefore, the birth of the second child today has aroused joy and encouragement in northern Xinjiang.
"In their view, the birth of this child will continue the situation in northern Xinjiang for at least [-] years. There will be two or three generations in [-] years. By then, God knows what the Tang Dynasty will look like."
Song Zhen sighed a little.
"The father and son have a long life, but everyone is optimistic about King Yue's entry into the East Palace. Yang Songcheng and Zitai are in the same situation, and it is impossible to reconcile. In this way, if King Yue ascends the throne, Chang'an and Beijiang will continue to be at a stalemate. So, son, It became a baby! Second child! Good baby!"
"I don't quite agree with what you said." Song Zhen shook his head.
"Why?"
"You only saw the hearts of the people, but you overlooked one point. Why do the soldiers and people in Northern Xinjiang support Zitai? It's not that Zitai is in a stalemate with Chang'an, but that Zitai has brought tangible benefits to the soldiers and people in Northern Xinjiang!"
"That's true. Look at the annals of history. Those who can bring benefits to the people, and those who put the people in their hearts, the people will carry him and protect him. People who treat the people as fools and animals, most of them don't Good luck."
"Isn't that the one in the pear garden?"
The two smiled at each other.
Song Zhen said softly: "This year, I will continue to advance northward in northern Xinjiang. The birth of Erlang Jun is a good sign."
"This year!" Liu Qing narrowed his eyes, "Once the attack goes well, the Beiliao side will turn their attention to our northern border. Old Song, by then, the road ahead must be walked together!"
"Are you scared?" Song Zhen asked.
"The old man has accompanied him to the present, so I'm afraid!"
"If Zitai fails, you won't be able to escape being executed all over the house."
"Then what about you, former Minister of the Ministry of War?"
"That man is so vicious, the old man is doomed to die, and the family members, it is estimated that life will be worse than death."
"So, you can't escape, and the old man can't escape. We are all on this boat...to help each other!"
"I'm getting old." Song Zhen smiled, with three wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "I thought that from then on, I would just stay at home and hide in my study to pretend that I was busy. Or go out and avoid the eyes of my family...until I die .I didn’t expect it! I’m getting old, but I still have a second spring.”
Liu Qing pointed at him, "I don't care about old people!"
Then he couldn't help laughing himself.
"Hahahaha!"
The laughter is hearty.
Outside, the officials were overjoyed.
Not long after, the first gift-giver appeared.
"The Duke said, no banquets, no gifts!"
The steward insisted on not accepting it.
"The next official is just unable to help himself!"
officials said.
The steward shook his head, "I have accepted your gift, and if I turn around and blame you, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue with this steward. Don't harm the old man, send it away quickly."
The official left the gift and ran away.
"stop!"
The steward was dumbfounded and shouted, "Stop him!"
He was just worried that his job would not be guaranteed, but with such a voice...
Bah!
The gate of Jinyiwei opened, and those wrestlers rushed out with fierce eyes.
The steward standing at the gate was roughly pushed away from the inside, and the guards swarmed out.
"Who?"
The two groups of people slowly turned their gazes to the official.
The official trembled all over, "Your official... misunderstood!"
The news reached the backyard.
"Duke, captured a gift-giving official."
Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "Why the gift?"
"It's congratulations on Mr. Erlang's birth."
Yang Xuan knew that this was an official who took a shortcut and wanted to impress himself by giving gifts.
"It's hard to stop." Yiniang reminded: "Toughness often makes people chill."
Yang Xuan looked at her, "Did he have it back then?"
Yiniang nodded, "Yes."
Too rigid and easy to break!
Yang Xuan walked out of the house and went to the Jiedu envoy's mansion.
"congratulations!"
Liu Qing and Song Zhen smiled and congratulated.
"It's not good if there's too much movement." Yang Xuan asked, "How many people want to give gifts?"
"Many." Song Zhen said: "The old man wants to have a good time without giving gifts, but many officials want to take a small route by giving gifts."
"Too tough is not good." Liu Qing said.
"When the water is clear, there will be no fish!" Yang Xuan thought.
Liu Qing looked at Song Zhen, "Have you heard this before?"
Song Zhen shook his head, "Never."
"Famous sentence!" Liu Qing thought about this sentence, feeling the charm is endless.
Yang Xuan said: "In my name, the Jiedu envoy's mansion will hold a banquet for civil and military officials. In addition, the lieutenants will be rewarded with food and drink for a day. Finally, a floating banquet will be set up in the city, and all passing people can enjoy it. Just one, no Gifts!"
Song Zhen was taken aback, "This...is more grand than the emperor rewarding the people of Chang'an with wine and meat when he meets a happy event."
"You don't think it's right?" Liu Qing squinted at him.
Song Zhen shook his head, "Sure!"
(End of this chapter)
"Tiger?"
Yang Xuan was startled, "What does this mean?"
Ning Yayun shook her head, "I can't tell, but I guess it's not a bad thing!"
"That's good."
Parents can forget all kinds of problems about their children with just one sentence that is not a bad thing.
The midwife came out with the baby in her arms, smiling as sweetly as honey, "Duke, you are a young gentleman."
my son!
The second one.
"Aye, brother!"
Ah Liang shouted happily.
"Yes! Brother!"
Yang Xuan, whose daughter's dream was shattered, went over and took a closer look at the baby.
The wrinkled child can't see any tiger strength, nor can he see any wolf extinction.
The only feeling is that it is small and held carefully.
"How about the lady?" Yang Xuan asked.
"My lady is fine!"
"That's good."
Yang Xuan turned around holding the child, Zhou Xin came over, looked at the child as an uncle, and said in surprise: "It's so ugly!"
Hey!
Will not speak!
Probably knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Zhou Xin added: "They said that after a while, they are handsome."
As he spoke, he took out a kit, opened it, and inside was a small and exquisite golden lock.
"This is the safety lock that Ah Weng went to Fangwai to ask for."
Zhou Xin put the safety lock in the swaddle and put it on when the child was older.
Everyone came up to watch one by one, and Yi Niang was most pleased, "It's the second one."
"It's my brother!" Ah Liang shouted.
Yiniang smiled and said, "Yes! It's the younger brother, Xiao Langjun has a younger brother."
The atmosphere is a little weird.
Yang Xuan took a closer look at Yiniang, as if he had seen many years later...
A Liang followed behind Tiger Wolf, standing in front of the hall with a sneer.
The torches blazed, illuminating the night sky.
The sound of hoofbeats was rapid, hundreds of horsemen rushed in, and the leader was the second child.
"Prince, where's Aye?" the second child shouted.
A Liang shook his head and said sadly: "Aye, you are dead."
The second child was furious, "You killed Aye, come here! Get in!"
It was night, the emperor died, the prince covered up the news, and the second prince led the army into the palace...
What am I thinking?
Yang Xuan laughed and handed the child to the midwife.
Being a father for the second time, it is logical that he should be familiar with the road, but Yang Xuan is a little worried about gains and losses.
"Lang Jun, there is no need to worry." Yiniang is the person who knows him best, "Lang Jun, look at that man and He Lianfeng, they both like to play tricks, those who play with fire set themselves on fire!"
"I know."
The emperor played tricks and considered his own children and grandchildren as opponents, and finally turned himself into a lonely family.
I have to learn a lesson!
Yang Xuan secretly reminded himself.
But, it's always a happy event.
"The whole family rewards five hundred coins."
"Thank you, Duke."
Generous!The servants and maids were beaming with joy.
The two servants muttered happily.
"One child is five hundred dollars. What if there are ten or a hundred? Aren't we getting rich?"
"Yeah! I get excited just thinking about it."
"Pray for the gods to protect the Duke so that there will be a thousand women, and each woman will have ten children..."
When the news reached the front yard, the servants were overjoyed.
"The old man went back first."
Ning Yayun had already prepared to stay at Yang's house overnight, but she didn't expect it to end so quickly.
"Leave without eating?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Your house must be very lively today, the old man still likes to be quiet."
Ning Yayun has been imprisoned for many years, playing the piano in Xuanxue all day long, to kill her demons.For the excitement, you can watch it, but you don't like to blend in.
Lively and lively, is it people or things that are lively?
What is good today may be bad tomorrow.What is bad today may become good tomorrow...
Life is always like this, good and bad depend on each other, and only indifferent can we deal with it.
Ning Yayun flicked her tail, feeling a little firmer in her heart.
"It's born, it's Xiao Langjun!"
The steward stood outside the gate and shouted loudly at the waiting officials.
The little official ran away.
"It's born, it's Xiao Langjun!"
The news spread all the way, and Ning Yayun followed her. When she reached the alley, she saw the woman who sold the mustard cakes jumping up. She ignored her business and knelt down to pray devoutly.
Her voice was not loud, but Ning Yayun could still hear it.
"The gods from all over the world, when the slave's family was poor and had nowhere to go, they took the burden and set up a stall here to sell the cakes. Fortunately, the Duke didn't care about it, so the slave found a way out here.
They all said that setting up a stall outside the Jiedushi's house was a desecration of the Jiedushi...
Businessmen are shameless!The slave always says that he is not a businessman, but can do business. What is it if he is not a businessman?
The Duke never cares about his slaves, and often makes people come to buy pancakes...every time he passes by, he greets his slaves kindly.I have never heard of such a duke.
I also ask the gods of all parties to protect and protect the Duke, so that he can live a long life and live a safe life. "
The guest was not angry at being ignored, and said happily: "Did the Duke have another son? Good! From now on, I will have something to look forward to in Northern Xinjiang."
Ning Yayun was thoughtful.
Walk out of the alley, look left and right.
On the left is the Jiedushi's mansion, the gatekeepers are smiling from ear to ear, and so are the officials entering and leaving.
"Congratulations, Duke!"
Cheers came from the Jiedushi's mansion.
Pedestrians were startled, someone went to find the door to inquire, and turned around and shouted: "The Duke has a son!"
Pedestrians all saluted the Yang family.
"Congratulations, Duke."
Ning Yayun stood there, watching the two businessmen laughing.
The old businessman said with a smile: "I have traveled far and wide, and it is not an exaggeration to say that I am well-informed. I have seen government offices in various places. Whenever the governors and county magistrates have happy events, the local officials are very happy, but they look fake."
The companion pointed to the gate and the officials who entered and exited, "These are true!"
"Yeah! It looks like joy from the heart, it's rare!" The old businessman sighed: "At the beginning, when I went to southern Xinjiang to buy goods, it happened to be the birthday of Xu Guogong. The officials and local tyrants all brought gifts to celebrate his birthday. , looking at the smiling one, but the smile looks fake, and there is a bit of disgust. Being an official has achieved such a state, maybe you are rich, but what good is it?"
The companion nodded, "Yes! Now Northern Xinjiang can not only resist the invasion of Beiliao, but also turn defense into offense. All industries are prosperous and the army is strong. All these are the handwriting of Qin Guogong.
Moreover, this person loves the people, not to say that he loves the people like a son, but between him and the people... the old man has seen it before, it is like a neighbor in the neighborhood, it is not hypocritical. "
"This is very rare. Officials and common people are like neighbors. This is fish and water. The Duke of Qin is the fish and the common people are the water. This is a situation like fish in water! Chang'an's suppression is in vain."
At this time, the people gathered more and more.
"Congratulations, Duke!"
The shouts were warm.
Footsteps came from the alley, Ning Yayun turned her head and saw that it was Yang Xuan, she couldn't help laughing.
If Zhang Chumao was waiting here, he would probably choose to send a steward to come forward!
Zitai came from the countryside, and now he is more and more majestic, but still retains the simplicity of the countryside, which is rare!
Yang Xuan came out, cupped his hands and said: "The birth of a child today has delayed everyone."
An old man asked: "If you dare to ask the Duke, you are safe."
Regardless of the title, this is the conversation of the neighbors!
Ning Yayun stroked her beard and looked at the top of Yang Xuan's head.
Yang Xuan said with a smile: "It's really worrying everyone, mother and child are safe."
"Hahahaha!"
The old man laughed loudly, "This is the blessing of my northern border, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, duke!"
People salute.
Yang Xuan returned the gift, "Thank you."
Ning Yayun narrowed her eyes.
An Ziyu's voice came from behind, "How?"
Ning Yayun spoke.
"That horn is getting stronger and stronger."
……
"It's my son!"
Liu Qing stroked his beard, feeling very happy.
Song Zhen smiled and said: "Some people say that Zitai is only one son. If something happens, there will be no successor. Such words seem vicious, but they are actually sowing discord. Today, this Erlang Lord was born for those people A slap."
After Yang Xuan and Chang'an fell out, many people knew that unless the emperor died and the new emperor had a good relationship with Yang Xuan, Northern Xinjiang would be under Yang Xuan's rule for a long time.
Yang Xuan's prestige and ability are enough to make Northern Xinjiang civil and military surrender, but what about him?
Many things have continuity. As Yang Xuan's rule over the northern border prolongs, the civil and military followers of Yang Xuan will worry about subsequent revenge.
What should I do once Yang Xuan is gone?
Submitting to Chang'an again, the emperor's revenge will be extremely tragic.
There is an example in Chen Guo. Back then, there was a feudal official who ruled one side, fell out with the emperor, and since then acted on his own, just like a military town.
This feudal official was not stupid. He knew what would happen to him after he left. Before he died, he summoned civil and military officials, pointed to his son and said: From now on, you will be loyal to my son.
But his son was mud that couldn't stick to the wall.
Not long after he left, his son was rejected by his subordinates because of his greed for pleasure, and the court quietly sent a secret envoy to persuade the general to fight back.
Immediately, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the emperor began to retaliate indiscriminately... Except for the general who rebelled, all other civil and military officials were purged, and even their family members were reduced to slaves.
The tragic lesson reminds the civil and military of northern Xinjiang...
A son is fighting power!
One son is not enough!
Now there are two.
Even if one of them is slime, there is another.
What if both are?
The Duke is still young, and he doesn't look like a woman who is not easy to wait for women. In the future, there will definitely be children.
This one doesn't work, just change it.
This is the idea of Northern Civil and Military Affairs.
Therefore, the birth of the second child today has aroused joy and encouragement in northern Xinjiang.
"In their view, the birth of this child will continue the situation in northern Xinjiang for at least [-] years. There will be two or three generations in [-] years. By then, God knows what the Tang Dynasty will look like."
Song Zhen sighed a little.
"The father and son have a long life, but everyone is optimistic about King Yue's entry into the East Palace. Yang Songcheng and Zitai are in the same situation, and it is impossible to reconcile. In this way, if King Yue ascends the throne, Chang'an and Beijiang will continue to be at a stalemate. So, son, It became a baby! Second child! Good baby!"
"I don't quite agree with what you said." Song Zhen shook his head.
"Why?"
"You only saw the hearts of the people, but you overlooked one point. Why do the soldiers and people in Northern Xinjiang support Zitai? It's not that Zitai is in a stalemate with Chang'an, but that Zitai has brought tangible benefits to the soldiers and people in Northern Xinjiang!"
"That's true. Look at the annals of history. Those who can bring benefits to the people, and those who put the people in their hearts, the people will carry him and protect him. People who treat the people as fools and animals, most of them don't Good luck."
"Isn't that the one in the pear garden?"
The two smiled at each other.
Song Zhen said softly: "This year, I will continue to advance northward in northern Xinjiang. The birth of Erlang Jun is a good sign."
"This year!" Liu Qing narrowed his eyes, "Once the attack goes well, the Beiliao side will turn their attention to our northern border. Old Song, by then, the road ahead must be walked together!"
"Are you scared?" Song Zhen asked.
"The old man has accompanied him to the present, so I'm afraid!"
"If Zitai fails, you won't be able to escape being executed all over the house."
"Then what about you, former Minister of the Ministry of War?"
"That man is so vicious, the old man is doomed to die, and the family members, it is estimated that life will be worse than death."
"So, you can't escape, and the old man can't escape. We are all on this boat...to help each other!"
"I'm getting old." Song Zhen smiled, with three wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "I thought that from then on, I would just stay at home and hide in my study to pretend that I was busy. Or go out and avoid the eyes of my family...until I die .I didn’t expect it! I’m getting old, but I still have a second spring.”
Liu Qing pointed at him, "I don't care about old people!"
Then he couldn't help laughing himself.
"Hahahaha!"
The laughter is hearty.
Outside, the officials were overjoyed.
Not long after, the first gift-giver appeared.
"The Duke said, no banquets, no gifts!"
The steward insisted on not accepting it.
"The next official is just unable to help himself!"
officials said.
The steward shook his head, "I have accepted your gift, and if I turn around and blame you, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue with this steward. Don't harm the old man, send it away quickly."
The official left the gift and ran away.
"stop!"
The steward was dumbfounded and shouted, "Stop him!"
He was just worried that his job would not be guaranteed, but with such a voice...
Bah!
The gate of Jinyiwei opened, and those wrestlers rushed out with fierce eyes.
The steward standing at the gate was roughly pushed away from the inside, and the guards swarmed out.
"Who?"
The two groups of people slowly turned their gazes to the official.
The official trembled all over, "Your official... misunderstood!"
The news reached the backyard.
"Duke, captured a gift-giving official."
Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "Why the gift?"
"It's congratulations on Mr. Erlang's birth."
Yang Xuan knew that this was an official who took a shortcut and wanted to impress himself by giving gifts.
"It's hard to stop." Yiniang reminded: "Toughness often makes people chill."
Yang Xuan looked at her, "Did he have it back then?"
Yiniang nodded, "Yes."
Too rigid and easy to break!
Yang Xuan walked out of the house and went to the Jiedu envoy's mansion.
"congratulations!"
Liu Qing and Song Zhen smiled and congratulated.
"It's not good if there's too much movement." Yang Xuan asked, "How many people want to give gifts?"
"Many." Song Zhen said: "The old man wants to have a good time without giving gifts, but many officials want to take a small route by giving gifts."
"Too tough is not good." Liu Qing said.
"When the water is clear, there will be no fish!" Yang Xuan thought.
Liu Qing looked at Song Zhen, "Have you heard this before?"
Song Zhen shook his head, "Never."
"Famous sentence!" Liu Qing thought about this sentence, feeling the charm is endless.
Yang Xuan said: "In my name, the Jiedu envoy's mansion will hold a banquet for civil and military officials. In addition, the lieutenants will be rewarded with food and drink for a day. Finally, a floating banquet will be set up in the city, and all passing people can enjoy it. Just one, no Gifts!"
Song Zhen was taken aback, "This...is more grand than the emperor rewarding the people of Chang'an with wine and meat when he meets a happy event."
"You don't think it's right?" Liu Qing squinted at him.
Song Zhen shook his head, "Sure!"
(End of this chapter)