Nian Ziyue looked at the sky, "Why isn't it snowing?"
Zhang Jing, the leader of the guards, walked over with her long legs and said, "Princess."
"What's the matter?" Nian Ziyue turned around, with regret still in his beautiful eyes.
"There are people coming from Southern Zhou Dynasty."
"What do you mean?" The Southern Zhou people have nothing to do with Nian Ziyue, but Zhang Jing said it specifically, so there must be something wrong.
Zhang Jing said: "Our people have some disagreements with the Tang Dynasty in southern Xinjiang. The Tang Dynasty is planning to send an envoy there. This trip is probably to show off their power and frighten our Southern Zhou Dynasty. Our people are here to inquire about news."
"Do you still need to inquire about this kind of information?" Nian Ziyue frowned.
Zhang Jing smiled bitterly, "The person who is going is Yang Xuan."
"Yang Xuan...is that him?" Nian Ziyue said in surprise: "Isn't he in Northern Xinjiang?"
"Yes, he is now the Sima of Chenzhou. The Tang Dynasty actually sent the local Sima as an envoy. This is unusual."
"How is Yang Xuan doing in Northern Xinjiang?"
Nian Ziyue's question hit the nail on the head, and Zhang Jing couldn't help but secretly praise, "Our people are still inquiring about the news. The initial news we got is that Yang Xuan destroyed one of the three major tribes of Waxie in northern Xinjiang. The fighting was extremely sharp. In the future, most of
Can become a general. Such people can spy on the Tang Dynasty's intentions towards the Southern Zhou Dynasty when they go to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, so our people want to do some spying."
"Then why are you talking to me about this?" Nian Zi was unhappy.
Zhang Jing said: "Those people want to know something about Yang Xuan."
The young man is happy and silent.
"Princess, important things come first."
Nian Ziyue nodded. Later, a short man came in.
"Zhongzhong has met the princess."
Nian Ziyue nodded slightly.
"Yang Xuan is known as the seed of future famous generals in Northern Xinjiang. The Tang Dynasty actually sent him as an envoy. The officials and others were worried that this was an evil comer. If they find out the news that the Tang Dynasty is preparing to take action, the country will recruit a large army to
The border between the two countries was on alert for defense, and envoys were sent to Northern Liao to ask for help, so we must find out the purpose of Datang's trip."
Nian Ziyue said: "In that case, why not be careful?"
He said heavily: "When the army moves, it costs countless money and food. If the Tang Dynasty has no intention of taking action, Chen Bing will be provocative in the border area. The Tang Dynasty may think that we want to take action."
"Then when he arrives in Southern Zhou Dynasty, his attitude will naturally become clear."
Nanzhou Zhenbao was raised pampered since he was a child and didn't know much about state affairs.
He sighed heavily, "I'm just afraid that my mission is just a pretense."
Nian Ziyue understood, "You are worried that your mission is a false shot. Just when we were relaxing in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty suddenly sent troops."
"Princess is wise." A heavy rainbow fart.
Zhang Jing added: "In addition, the princess has been in Chang'an for a long time, so it is a good time to go back and visit."
"Go home?" Nian Ziyue's heart moved.
Nodding heavily, "I wonder if the princess knows Yang Xuan?"
Nian Ziyue's mind inexplicably flashed through the alley and his own despair, and finally the scene in the backyard. Yang Xuan held her hands, pulled hard, and the two of them spun in face to face.
"This man acts... with chivalry!" Nian Ziyue felt disappointed.
Shen Zhong went out and gathered more than ten people.
"First, keep an eye on the guards in Chang'an. If there is a large army going south, report it immediately."
"yes."
"Second, find out the identity of the officials accompanying the mission."
"yes!"
"Third, keep an eye on Yang Xuan and remember, this person has some cultivation, so be careful."
"yes!"
…
"As an envoy to Southern Zhou Dynasty?"
"yes!"
"How long does it take to get there?"
"A Ning, are you reluctant to give up?"
"..."
"Let's not talk about this back and forth for half a year. Aning, I want to go to your house again."
"good."
Zhou Ning nodded and watched as the hand moved suddenly, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.
This hand accurately held her little hand, and the owner looked serious, "The weather is nice, Aning, let's go out for a walk."
He is probably the number one person in the Imperial Academy who uses his cultivation to touch his little hands.
"It's snowing!"
Braving the snowflakes all over the sky, Yang Xuan arrived outside the Zhou family's gate again.
"Young Master should wear underwear." The old man muttered.
Wang Laoer was puzzled, "Why?"
"Mr. Zhou has raised a delicate flower, and the husband wants to dig it up by the roots. He won't feel comfortable if he doesn't do it."
Wang Laoer looked at his right hand.
"Second brother, remember not to attack randomly."
"They can't fight back even if they attack Lang Jun?"
"cannot!"
"Why?"
"You'll know when you miss women."
Knock knock knock!
Yang Xuan stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The side door opened and Yang Xuan said: "Please report, Yang Xuan wants to see you."
The door closed with a bang, "Wait a minute."
…
Imperial College.
Zhou Ning was a little absent-minded in teaching today and made continuous mistakes.
After class, she hurried away holding the teaching materials.
When she returned to the check-in room, she put the teaching materials on the table and did not think about the prescription immediately. Instead, she was in a daze.
Yang Xuan was going on a mission to southern Xinjiang for more than half a year. When he returned, he could not judge the next change in his position.
The so-called officialdom refers not only to difficulties, but also to broadness.
The Tang Dynasty had a huge territory. If Yang Xuan was sent to serve as an official in a distant place, what would happen to their marriage?
The officialdom is ruthless, and it may take several years to go away.
Zhou Ning is even more worried about whether the attitude at home will anger Yang Xuan.
Zhou Ning knew what was hidden under Yang Xuan's calm expression.
Not everyone has the courage to give up the thigh of a noble concubine.
If his family completely angered him, Yang Xuan would not give up, but he would probably keep a distance from the Zhou family from now on.
in this way!
Zhou Ning took a deep breath, turned and walked to the bookcase, started to pack and pack things.
…
Zhou's side door slowly opened.
A steward came out and said, "I have met Yang Langjun."
Not Yang Sima!
This posture is relatively neutral.
Yang Xuan nodded, the steward glanced at the carriage behind him, and the old thief driving the carriage smiled and handed over his hand.
Wang Laoer also followed suit, but always looked at his right hand.
If Mr. Zhou humiliates Lang Jun again today, he will not bear it anymore.
"please."
Yang Xuan followed the steward in.
All the way to the lobby.
Zhou Qin, Zhou Zun and his son were both there.
Zhou Zun just returned from the court, completed the promotion process, and transformed into the Minister of the Secretariat.
Saluting and standing still, Yang Xuan's manners were impeccable.
"Why are you here?"
"Young man wants to marry the young lady of your house."
Zhou Qin's eyelids twitched.
Zhou Zun said calmly: "What are you doing?"
How dare you dare to say that you want to marry my daughter.
"Xiao Xuanzi, this is a campaign speech!" Suzaku cheered hard: "The opportunity has come, cheer up, stand on your head, heifer... blow!"
Yang Xuan suppressed the joy in his heart and considered it carefully.
"Young man is an official in northern Xinjiang. He is capable of governing the sinful city with his literary skills. He is capable of destroying Waxie with a few strikes and a large number of enemies with military force."
This is the transcript.
"This boy is the Sima of Chenzhou, and he has also been praised by Mr. Huang Xianggong of Taoxian County."
Now it’s time to look to the future.
"This boy is able to go on an envoy to the Southern Zhou Dynasty. When he returns, he will do something great."
This is great momentum.
But what about future plans?
Zhou Qin and his son had discussed this matter before and felt that Yang Xuan would propose to serve as an official in Chang'an. In this way, with Zhou's help and his outstanding ability, it would not take long for him to stand out.
This is the best way.
Yang Xuan raised his head and said, "Young man still wants to go back to Northern Xinjiang."
Zhou Qin's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist.
Zhou Zun said: "Why?"
The critical moment has arrived... Yang Xuan said seriously: "The boy was ignorant when he was in Yuanzhou. After arriving in Chang'an, he saw the prosperity and thought that the world was in peace and prosperity. But after arriving in Northern Xinjiang, he discovered the Tang Dynasty...
Sick."
He had to find an excuse for staying in northern Xinjiang.
"Tell me about it." Zhou Zun nodded, and a servant brought the table and mat.
Yang Xuan sat down and said, "When I was in Yuanzhou, I found that the people's life was quite miserable, and there were more and more refugees. Chang'an was singing and dancing, as if nothing had happened. If there were no foreign troubles, it could still be sustained, but there are powerful enemies outside the Tang Dynasty."
Zhou Qin coughed dryly, "You mean Beiliao?"
"Yes!" Yang Xuan's eyes were bright, "I dare you to say that, if you don't work down-to-earth in Northern Xinjiang for a few years, you will not know the current crisis of the Tang Dynasty."
Zhou Zun's heart moved, "Is Bei Liao so powerful?"
"Yes." Yang Xuan really couldn't stand the singing and dancing of Chang'an. "The Northern Liao Dynasty continued to expand. If the Tang Dynasty were defeated on a scale like Lin Yana's, the whole country would be shaken and the monarchs and ministers would be uneasy. But for the Northern Liao Dynasty,
He said it, but it was just the result of an internal strife, and he didn't care."
Zhou Zun narrowed his eyes, "That's because Datang didn't go all out."
Yang Xuan said: "Does Duke Zhou think that the Tang Dynasty can still go all out?"
Zhou Qin said, "Say."
This is the time to test your teaching vision.
Yang Xuan no longer hides his secrets, "In the past few years, I have traveled between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an several times, and I have seen countless refugees along the way. What's more terrible is that the military system of the government has collapsed. The Tang Dynasty wants to go all out at this moment, Duke Zhou, why
Are there soldiers here?"
The foundation of the Fubing system is the equalization of land.
When the land cannot be redistributed, the collapse of the military system is inevitable.
"The border is now a recruiting system." Zhou Zun said.
Yang Xuan resisted saying that the recruitment system would lead to strong branches and weak cadres, because he himself relied on this to achieve his goal, "Duke Zhou, the Tang Dynasty cannot be closed to itself forever!"
This is the biggest problem.
Yang Xuan said: "There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Once you let your guard down, you will be doomed."
"Is the situation in Northern Xinjiang already like this?" Zhou was mainly concerned about his family situation and the internal situation of the Tang Dynasty, but he was not very concerned about the situation in the border areas.
"Yes." Yang Xuan said: "Bei Liao is now watching with eager eyes, waiting for Tang Dynasty to reveal its flaws and then attack with all its strength."
Zhou Qin and his son exchanged a look.
Zhou Qin asked: "Then why do you want to go to Northern Xinjiang?"
Of course he was prepared to rebel... Yang Xuan said: "I can't let go."
This is also what he thinks.
The three words "can't let go" contain a wealth of information.
"When the nest is overturned, how can there be any eggs?" Yang Xuan finally said.
Zhou Zun's heart moved slightly and he pondered this sentence over and over again.
"What can you do in Northern Xinjiang?" Zhou Qin was obviously more realistic.
What do you want to say? I am full of passion and want to go to Northern Xinjiang to fight for the Tang Dynasty. Zhou Qin promises to fight against each other.
Yang Xuan said: "I am the Sima of Chenzhou and will be sent as envoy to Southern Zhou Dynasty soon."
Going a step further, the governor of a state can directly face one party, lead one party's attack, and have an impact on the situation in northern Xinjiang.
These words are extremely confident.
Zhou Qin and his son have collected a lot of information about Yang Xuan, including his performance that was close to the second grade when he first entered Chang'an, and his versatile civil and military talents after arriving in Northern Xinjiang.
If others said this, they would most likely be thrown into the chamber pot by Zhou Qin. Yang Xuan said it, but Zhou Qin thought about it seriously.
Zhou Zun was looking at him.
Zhou Qin asked, "What are you doing in this life?"
Here comes the outlook on life.
Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of Liao Jin's misconceptions about his three views when he was in Northern Xinjiang.
"Making a difference."
This is an implicit statement from a young man: I will be very good!
After a long time, Zhou Qin said: "Let's go."
What does this mean?
Did you agree or refuse?
Yang Xuan stood up and said shamelessly: "The boy is a little hungry."
Damn!
Zhou Qin raised his eyes and wanted to curse, but Zhou Zun ordered: "Take Yang Langjun to eat."
A wave of ecstasy surged into his heart, and Yang Xuan subconsciously saluted, "You're going to invite a matchmaker to your door right now?"
Zhou Zun's cheek twitched, "Get out!"
"yes!"
Yang Xuanma rolled away.
I went to have a meal by the way, ate quickly, and ran away after finishing the meal.
He came out of Zhou's house and regained some of his sanity. After all, he waited until the side door was closed, and then said ecstatically: "Quick, go to the Imperial College!"
The old thief was startled, "Mr. Lang...is it done?"
The father-in-law didn't refuse, so this was not done, so Yang Xuan chopped off his own finger and said happily: "Let's go, let's go!"
He didn't notice that a pair of eyes stared outside from the crack in the door.
After a while, the doorman went to the lobby.
"How about that kid?" Zhou Qin asked angrily.
Menzi said: "I was quite calm as soon as I went out. When the side door was closed, I almost jumped up with joy and kept saying to go to the Imperial College."
Damn it!
Zhou Zun felt a surge of bitterness in his heart. After not taking action for a long time, he actually came up with the idea of finding someone to beat him up.
Zhou Qin stamped his feet, "Ah Ning!"
Zhou Zun felt doubly sad, "Ah, Ah Ning is in the Imperial College!"
Zhou Qin bent down and took off his shoes, then lifted them up and pulled them.
…
Speeding all the way!
"Stop!"
When the sergeants of Jinwu Guard noticed someone speeding, they raised their swords and shouted.
"Emergency."
Yang Xuan was very good at equestrian skills, and he bypassed Sergeant Jin Wu in a roundabout way.
"Damn it! Chase me!" the leader was furious.
A sergeant said: "Hey! It seems to be Yang Sima."
"Which Yang Sima?"
"That bad commander from Wannian County was the one who killed the secret spies of the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
"That's all, spare him once."
When we arrived at the gate of the Imperial Academy, the disciple heard the sound and came out, "It's Yang Sima!"
Whoosh!
Yang Xuan's body flashed, and he flew into the gate from horseback. He continued to pump out his inner energy and disappeared from the gate's sight in an instant.
"Is this... something big happened?"
When he arrived outside Zhou Ning's duty room, Yang Xuan stopped and took a few deep breaths, but he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.
He walked slowly over and saw that the check-in room was in a mess, with either books or medical bags piled all over the floor.
"Aning."
Zhou Ning turned around, "Are you back?"
"What are you doing?" Yang Xuan thought she was cleaning, but when he looked carefully, he saw that many things had been packed.
Zhou Ning said: "Go to Northern Xinjiang."
A warmth flowed in his heart, and Yang Xuan turned around, "A few people are here."
The old thief poked his head outside, pushed away Wang Laoer's head and said, "Lang Jun."