In the autumn breeze in the early morning, Han Shitou walked slowly in the palace.
"I've met Young Inspector Han."
The chamberlain in front stepped aside and saluted.
Han Shitou's reddish eyes swept across, nodded, and continued to move forward.
Behind him, someone whispered: "This person has just been promoted to a young prisoner, but there is no superior officer in front of him. He is extremely powerful!"
Han Shitou heard these flattering words, but he was not moved at all.
When he arrived at the palace, he stood outside and whispered: "Your Majesty, the time has come."
A sigh that was almost like a moan came from the bedroom, which was very pleasant.
"Erlang, it's time to go to court."
The imperial concubine's voice is very recognizable, greasy, yet innocent.
"Go back to sleep."
Han Shitou didn't rush, he just waited.
After a while, the emperor's voice came from inside.
"Someone is coming!"
Han Shitou waved and led the people in.
On the couch, the emperor was leaning against him, and the imperial concubine was still lying on her back, with a clump of hair scattered on the pillow.
"My concubine is also up."
The imperial concubine sat up.
Suddenly, the plumpness makes people want to avert their eyes.
Han Shitou looked steadily and said: "News came from Northern Xinjiang earlier, and Northern Liao attacked again and was repulsed."
The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, turned around and said, "Hongyan, please sleep a little longer while I go to the front."
After leaving the palace, the emperor asked: "How heavy is the loss?"
Han Shitou bowed slightly and said, "Several villages were massacred."
The emperor narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "He Lianfeng has become more and more rampant recently. Do you want me to lose face at the end of the year? Let Zhang Chumao send troops to wipe out He Lianfeng's face for me!"
…
"The emperor ordered Zhang Chumao to send troops."
Wang Douxiang walked into the study.
Wang Douluo put down the scroll in his hand and said sarcastically: "I bet that he ordered Zhang Chumao to send troops just for the sake of face."
Wang Douxiang sat down and said, "When he first came to the throne, he was very happy about his achievements and attacked everywhere..."
"That's not a great achievement." The deep lines between Wang Douluo's eyebrows were particularly deep in the candlelight, "Some people say that he gained the throne through fighting, but that is stupid. His throne was taken during a rebellion.
In Emperor Wu's later years, he led troops into the palace and forced Emperor Wu to abdicate. His father, the current Supreme Emperor, immediately ascended the throne. Within two years, he led his troops into the palace again to seize the throne. Such a person
, only power is in his eyes."
"After he ascended the throne, he also knew that the throne was unstable, so he ordered his army to attack in all directions while cleaning up the throne. This was an act to gain prestige."
"Zhang Chumao is a member of the Yang family." Wang Douxiang narrowed his eyes, "Isn't the emperor afraid that the Yang family will be difficult to control?"
"The gain here will be reduced there." Wang Douluo said with a smile: "So the life of the queen in the palace becomes more and more difficult."
"Aye! Second uncle!"
Wang Xianer's voice came from outside.
The two of them smiled in the study.
"Xian'er! Come in."
Wang Xianer came in and said behind Fu: "Ah Ye, I heard that the Northern Liao invaded the Tang Dynasty?"
Wang Douluo nodded, "Why do you ask this?"
Wang Xianer said: "My people are serving as county magistrates there!"
"Your person?" Wang Douluo looked at Wang Douxiang.
Wang Douxiang smiled and said: "That young man from Yuanzhou later went to Chenzhou as a county magistrate by chance. Xian'er always said that he was hers."
Wang Douluo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are so loved by the family and are lawless. Chenzhou is the most desolate and dangerous place in northern Xinjiang. The officials refused to go, so the Ministry of Personnel sent those officials who made mistakes there. Your people... wait until he can
Let’s talk about it after we come back alive.”
Wang Xianer was startled, with tears in her eyes, "Aye, you lied! I don't believe it!"
She turned around and ran away. Wang Douluo frowned, "Xian'er is spoiled by you."
Wang Douxiang retorted, "When it comes to doting on fairies, brother, you are number one."
Wang Douluo shook his head, "Chenzhou, that's a dangerous place! It's a good idea to let her know something about the world."
…
The weather is getting colder.
The city has never been quieter.
Yang Xuan had nothing to do today, so he took Wang Laoer and the old thief who had just returned to the world to prepare to leave the city.
Diagonally across from the county house is the family of Yue Er. Yue Er is in his fifties and timid. At this moment, he is taking his two sons, nine-year-old Yue Dashu and six-year-old Yue Sanshu, out.
Yue Er cupped his hands and then slapped his two sons on the back of the head.
Snapped!
"Hurry up and salute."
Yang Xuan's eyelids twitched wildly, he nodded and said, "Are you going out?"
Yue Er nodded and bowed: "That's right, the Ming Mansion is also going out! If you don't mind, I will clear the way for the Ming Mansion."
Yang Xuan shook his head, then mounted his horse and left.
The old thief said with a smile: "Mr. Lang, don't think Yue Er is honest, but this man! He can't be judged by his appearance."
"Talk about it."
"This Yue Er is a liar, and his deception is very clever. Later, he deceived the Minister of Rites and succeeded. Later, the Minister of Rites was furious, and bad guys swarmed out, captured him, and then exiled him to Taiping."
The timid Yue Er is actually an old liar?
Yang Xuan looked back, and Yue Er handed him over with a respectful expression.
"After arriving here, Yue Er was very lucky. He married the daughter of a criminal and gave birth to two sons."
Seeing the envious look on the old thief's face, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "How about I ask Yi Niang to find a wife for you?"
"No, no." The old thief smiled bitterly, "At this age, if we find a child, even if there is a child, he will leave before he can grow up. If he dies, he will not feel at ease. He is worried that the mother and child will be killed.
Bully."
Wang Laoer said: "Lang Jun, what do you mean by Bei Liao's invasion, will it destroy our peace?"
"That's Xuanzhou." Yang Xuan was a little annoyed. He felt that the response of the Tang Dynasty military was too slow, and they should counterattack decisively instead of waiting.
After leaving the city, there is a vast space in front of you.
The three of them arrived at the training ground at the foot of the mountain.
"kill!"
Four hundred infantry are training, and one hundred cavalry are training alone.
"I've met Lang Jun." Nan He saluted and praised, "Lang Jun's military training methods are really useful."
"There's a spy!"
The two horses on the right galloped away.
Two figures were running quickly at the foot of the mountain.
"Hold it!"
An old man, a child in his early ten years, and two backpacks, one large and one small, were brought over.
The old man knelt down and said, "The villain is not a spy, the villain is a picker of mountain products."
The child was so frightened that he trembled all over.
Yang Xuan walked over and saw some hazelnuts in the basket on his back, so he said, "Spread your hands."
The hands of one old and the other were spread out, covered with scars. Some of the scars were old and new.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Don't go this way next time."
The old man stood up happily, but a little tremblingly. The child helped him, his movements were skillful, and he obviously did this often.
"Thank you Mingfu."
"I won't dare to go this way next time."
"Wait a minute." Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, "Who has the money?"
The old thief took out his money bag.
Yang Xuan handed over the money bag and said, "Take it."
"I don't dare!" The old man waved his hands in panic, "I don't dare!"
The child cried loudly, but still remembered to support the old man.
"Take it, it's for you." Yang Xuan said angrily: "If you don't accept it, I'll get angry."
The old man then collected the money bag.
"Go for it!"
The old man turned back three times with each step. When he turned around the foot of the mountain, he said hurriedly: "Sanlang, hurry up, run quickly!"
"Aweng, what about you!"
"You take the money bag and run, faster."
Yang Xuan stood there, and the old thief sighed: "Cunning."
"Array up!"
One hundred cavalry on the sides and four hundred infantry in the middle.
The array is tight.
Yang Xuan walked to the front of the array, his eyes bright.
"You've all seen the scene just now, who has anything to say?"
Someone raised their hand and Yang Xuan nodded.
"That old man is cunning!"
Yang Xuan pressed his hands, "Yes! They say he is cunning, but who has seen the scars on his hands, who has seen him walking tremblingly, but he still has to take his young grandson up the mountain to pick hazelnuts. The pain? People of this age should take care of themselves at home, and young children of this age should study in school, but where are they?"
"Make a living in the mountains!"
"This is a shame!"
Yang Xuan has never been so angry, "This is my shame, it is also the shame of you, and it is the shame of the Tang Dynasty!"
The old thief trembled.
"The Northern Liao invaded Xuanzhou. Where is Xuanzhou? It's on the left flank of Chenzhou, but what are the troops doing? They're holding on! Caote Niang's holding on!"
In the formation, the soldiers gradually became more and more sad and angry.
"Look at those two grandsons. One old and one young took the risk to go into the mountains. Why? They are so poor that they will starve to death if they don't go into the mountains!"
Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, "What should we do?"
The array is silent.
One hand raised.
"Kill the enemy!"
moment.
Countless hands were raised.
Howl!
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
The old thief's lips trembled, "These are human criminals! Why...how could it be like this..."
Yang Xuan walked over and asked a sergeant.
"Why kill the enemy?"
The sergeant lowered his head, "The villain...the villain is a repeat offender, but the villain...the villain also has relatives, friends, and many people who care about him. The villain doesn't understand any big principles, he only knows..."
He raised his head, trembling all over, "The villain only knows how to protect them!"
"guard!"
Yang Xuan patted the sergeant on the shoulder, "Practice well, and in the future I will take you to the battlefield to make the foreigners fearful!"
The sergeants looked at him one by one, their eyes clearly confirming the authenticity of this promise.
Yang Xuan drew his sword.
hold high.
“This word must be fulfilled!”
He turned around in stride.
When she returned to the county house, Cao Ying saw that he looked strange, so she asked.
The old thief told him what happened.
"Why!"
Cao Ying went to the backyard and found Yang Xuan.
"Lang Jun, after the rebellion is successful, let's slowly deal with Beiliao."
Yang Xuan stood under the tree, shook his head and said: "Old Cao, you only saw a corner."
Cao Ying: "..."
Yang Xuan said: "Let's go from Chang'an to Chenzhou. I don't know what you saw, but what I saw was the displacement of the people."
Cao Ying felt ashamed, "The Tang Dynasty was at peace for many years, and the population increased day by day, but there was only so much land. In addition, the mergers and acquisitions by the powerful became more and more intense, so more and more people fled..."
"The people are wailing." Yang Xuan said solemnly: "But in Chang'an City, everyone from the emperor to the petty officials are singing and dancing to make peace. They all turn a blind eye to the crisis in the so-called prosperous age. Ten years later, what will happen to the increasing number of refugees? ?
If the Tang Dynasty cannot solve their problems, they will come to solve the Tang Dynasty!"
Yang Xuan said with piercing eyes: "There is also Northern Liao who is watching. What the Tang Dynasty should do is to work hard to govern, but what is that idiot doing? He is fighting for power and profit with those aristocratic families. He is using precious post stations to deliver fruits to his beloved concubine. !The Northern Liao Dynasty continues to grow stronger, but the Tang Dynasty continues to decline. This is a situation of internal and external troubles, and the Tang Dynasty is not far from decline!"
Cao Ying smiled bitterly, "But those people can't see it. No, it's the false emperor who ignores all this. What should we do?"
Yang Xuan said firmly: "If he can't do it, I will do it!"