If you want to talk about the advantages of Chen Zimao, it is that he has a wide network of friends, is well-connected and has strong organizational skills.
There will be one or several such friends in every circle. If not, the circle will not last long.
They are like lubricants, active in the circle. Even if they have low status and low abilities, they are indispensable.
Even the bosses have to give them a good look.
They are like glue, binding people in the circle together.
If you want to get to know someone, you should get to know these people first.
This is also the reason why Yang Xuan originally gave Chen Zimao a good look.
But after this incident happened, he re-evaluated Chen Zimao's whole person and evaluated his relationship with this person.
Therefore, after Chen Zimao opened his mouth to express his anger towards Yang, he gave him a suggestion.
“It’s better to say it than to do it!”
Chen Zimao's face turned pale, "Kill... who to kill? The Yang family's people are not easy to kill, and there are many good people around. Besides, after today's incident, the Yang family's people will definitely be vigilant."
Yang Xuan was silent.
Chen Zimao quickly explained, "I'm not afraid, I just want to be safe before taking action."
As a lubricant and adhesive, Chen Zimao has extensive experience, especially in the skill of looking at people. He feels that he has reached the full level.
At first he looked down upon Yang Xuan, but even if Yang Xuan rescued them from the den of thieves, these low-level officials still could not get into his eyes.
When they were caught for the second time, Liao Jin and Yang Xuan rescued them again.
Such lone and heroic actions made Chen Zimao quite surprised by the abilities of Liao Jin and Yang Xuan.
If such heroes were in Chang'an, those noble sons would be far behind.
But he knows that a future depends on more than just ability. Many times, no matter how talented and capable you are, if your connections are not in place, you will still be wasting your time at the bottom.
He has seen this kind of thing too much, so he has become numb.
But since then, Yang Xuan has continuously refreshed his understanding of the term "young handsome man".
Governor of Chenzhou!
He didn't know who the youngest governor of the Tang Dynasty was, but he knew that no one he knew at Yang Xuan's age had such ability!
This is a great talent!
Moreover, this great talent was also Zhou's son-in-law.
In other words, there is a network of connections behind great talents!
He has strong abilities and a network to smooth relationships.
Tell me, what will happen to such a great talent in the future?
Ascension of course!
Therefore, Chen Zimao went out of his way and treated Yang Xuan with more respect.
"etc."
Yang Xuan drank tea and casually asked Wei Linger and others about their recent situation.
"The Ling'er family said they want to see their son-in-law, but he is still young after all, so there is no rush."
Wei Zhong was afraid that he would be troubled by this matter.
Thinking of this, Yang Xuan thought of his father-in-law.
I worked hard to raise a pot of delicate flowers, but in the end, they were uprooted by wild boars.
That reluctance and slight anger!
Yang Xuan couldn't help but smile.
Chen Zimao looked at him and praised: "Zitai, you are more and more calm now."
"Really?" Yang Xuan felt nothing.
Seeing that he was kind, Chen Zimao said: "There is no rush in this matter. Let me inquire about it. If I find an opportunity for Mr. Yang to be alone, I will take action."
"Sack?"
He had previously boasted about killing people... Chen Zimao nodded awkwardly.
"Mr. Lang!"
The old thief is back.
"How?" Yang Xuan put down the tea cup.
"Yang Songcheng's grandnephew Yang Xiu is attending a banquet in the practice workshop."
Chen Zimao was shocked and thought, is Yang Xuan really going to take action?
"How long will it take to end?" Yang Xuan asked.
The old thief said: "The villain sneaked in and listened for a while. I estimate it will take more than an hour."
Yang Xuan looked at the sky and said, "In this case, we still have time to have a midnight snack."
The old thief smiled and said: "Yes!"
Wang Laoer shouted: "I have been hungry for a long time."
"Eat! Eat!" No one can go hungry.
Tu Shang squatted outside, "The second one is growing!"
Oh!
Yang Xuan was speechless.
The old thief also went out.
"Is this...really going to take action?" Chen Zimao was a little nervous.
"What do you think?" Yang Xuan laughed.
Chen Zimao said: "But at least I have to ask if Yang Xiu has any good players around him. How many good players are there?"
This is not what a famous general should do, it's too rough.
“Eat barbecue!”
Wang Laoer was cheering outside.
"It's a pity." Yang Xuan felt his stomach and found that he had eaten a little too much. "No matter how many good players he has, just kill him."
Chen Zimao and others were hiding in the tent. They only heard the howls of the horse thieves outside, but did not see the brutal fighting.
In the end, I only saw Yang Xuan's cruelty in setting up a stake for the horse thief.
He was anxious and anxious, but Yang Xuan was quite calm. He even got a book and read it with relish.
Chang'an has produced quite a lot recently, and Yang Xuan plans to buy more and bring them back to Zhou Ning for entertainment.
By the way, my father-in-law has prepared a lot of things for my daughter, probably more than ten cars. Just thinking about it gives Yang Xuan a headache.
He put down the book and closed his eyes to rest.
Later, the old thief's voice came from outside.
"Mr. Lang, the time has come."
Chen Zimao was so excited.
He hoped that Yang Xuan would regret it.
Wouldn't it be better for everyone to go back to their respective homes and live a good life?
"Walk!"
Yang Xuan still went out with his third son.
"There are fewer people?" Chen Zimao was worried about failure.
"A lot."
The group of people went around and around the practice workshop.
"Right there."
The old thief pointed to a brightly lit house.
"Look at the path." Yang Xuan stood in the darkness and gave instructions casually.
The old thief said: "There are three ways back to Yang's house. The nearest one is a bit dark, and the other two are too far. One is too far and there are many dogs on the other."
Many people in Chang'an City keep dogs. When passing by at night, the alley is filled with the sound of dogs barking, making it extremely noisy.
There are also dogs that I forgot to call home and are wandering outside, blocking the front and barking and baring their teeth at passers-by.
Most people's legs will go weak when encountering something like this.
"Then, just block the darker road."
Everyone passed quietly.
"Zitai, is this the art of war?"
"Just saying it casually." Yang Xuan couldn't tell whether his arrangement was a military strategy or something else. But he was familiar with it and could find the best way to deal with it casually.
Everyone hid in the darkness and waited.
Later in the evening, the whole family was buzzing with voices as they bid farewell.
The door opens.
"Walk slowly!"
"How about staying overnight? There is also a pretty maid at home who can take care of you."
When guests come these days, if the host has a kabuki or a pretty maid, he will bring them out to attend the bed.
"No, let's try another day!"
came a young voice.
"So, be careful along the way."
"Yes, please come back!"
Tu Shang stretched out four fingers.
Including Yang Xiu's four people, three of them must be guards.
Yang Xuan glanced at Chen Zimao, "Now, if you want to quit, you still have time!"
Chen Zimao's eyelids twitched wildly, thinking that if I quit now, Yang Xiu will be killed by you, and I will still be covered in yellow mud and fall off my crotch.
And I know your actions tonight...
Will he be silenced?
Chen Zimao glanced at Yang Xuan in the darkness.
Those eyes were slightly gleaming.
He couldn't help but tremble, "We brothers... share life and death together!"
He felt that this statement should be enough to impress Yang Xuan.
"I am ready to die." Yang Xuan said.
Chen Zimao: "..."
"Kill Yang's son, you have to know that Yang Songcheng will burst out with murderous intent."
"It's knowing."
"This is a slap on the Yang family!" Yang Xuan was thinking about what would happen if Yang Songcheng knew the news.
He would probably look calm and say slowly: "Ms. Zhou, no. That boy is very courageous!"
"The wine tonight was quite good."
Yang Xiu's voice was deep and very masculine, which made Yang Xuan a little envious.
"Just ask for it later." The entourage's tone was very casual, which shows that the family just now was just a vassal of the Yang family. Mr. and Mrs. Gu
This aura of wealth is indeed intoxicating.
“It’s very quiet here.”
Yang Xiu rode his horse into the alley.
"Mr. Lang, be careful."
"Why?"
"Some wild cats hide in places like this and suddenly burst out."
"Are you still afraid of a wild cat?" Yang Xiu smiled.
The attendant said: "It's not that I'm afraid, but... Lang Jun has never seen a wild cat at night, right?"
"Um!"
"They are just standing there, with a pair of eyes shining dimly in the dark night, as if an inexplicable thing is looking at you, and it will send chills down your spine."
"Yes! The old man said that cats can communicate with yin and yang!"
Yang Xiu smiled and cursed: "Where does the yin and yang come from?"
"Maybe, there is?"
In the darkness, someone spoke faintly.
"Who?" the attendant shouted sharply.
A man comes out of the darkness.
"Yang Xiu?" Yang Xuan looked at this member of the family. He was good-looking and had an aristocratic air about him. He couldn't explain it clearly, like he had a sense of superiority.
Yang Xiu's expression changed drastically, "It's Yang Gou...retreat!"
Yang dog?
Isn't this what the aliens from Northern Xinjiang call me?
Yang Xuan coughed dryly and said, "Not very polite."
Tu Shang and the old thief rushed out from behind him.
"Mr. Go!"
Several followers came forward to greet him.
It was just a face-to-face meeting, and only one person was left.
It was difficult to turn the horse around in the alley, so Yang Xiu dismounted and stumbled back.
Seeing the entrance to the alley in sight, Yang Xiu took a deep breath and prepared to shout loudly.
A dark shadow appeared in front.
Under the moonlight, the face is vaguely visible.
Somewhat silly.
"Is there any dried meat?"
Yang Xiu said desperately: "Don't kill me!"
Wang Laoer slapped him over and picked him up.
The last guard had his neck broken by the old thief and fell to the ground twitching.
I don't know which house's dog was barking in the alley, but at this time, no one would come out to watch the fun.
Most of the time, it's fun to watch.
But sometimes, watching the excitement can lead to death.
It was a dull ambush, with little resistance.
Chen Zimao stood there, a little at a loss.
The old thief turned around and said, "Hey! It's your turn!"
"I..." Chen Zimao turned around, and Yang Xuan was leaning on the wall, looking at the moon at a 45-degree angle.
He missed Zhou Ning.
There is this bright moon all over the world. Is Aning watching at home?
Or, give birth to a child?
Yang Xuan was a little moved.
Cao Ying and Yiniang had hinted to him more than once to have a bunch of cubs earlier.
If you are doing great things, everyone will surround you, but if your business fails before you are halfway through, everyone must have someone to loyal to!
Even if the object is just a tender baby who cannot control his own bowels and urine.
This is reality.
Damn it!
Yang Xuan suddenly felt something like an emperor: It turns out that his son is not only his son, but also his successor.
He lowered his head and saw that Chen Zimao hadn't moved, so he asked, "What are you waiting for?"
"oh!"
Chen Zimao walked over.
The old thief handed over a knife, "Their own knife can't find its origin."
Wang Laoer picked up Yang Xiu's lapel and asked, "Do you know where the most dangerous place to kill is?"
Chen Zimao shook his head.
"kidney!"
The gagged Yang Xiu struggled wildly.
He was informed before going out that he should be careful when going out recently and bring more guards. He asked the reason and said that there had been some trouble at home with Mr. Zhou recently.
Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou dare to kill me?
Yang Xiu felt that she was worrying too much.
But I still brought a few more guards.
If he had known this result, he vowed that he would not go out this year.
Chen Zimao approached.
As a famous lubricant in Chang'an, Yang Xiu had met him at many gatherings.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Yang Xiu's eyes widened, whether it was threatening or begging, she just wanted to survive.
Chen Zimao's hands were shaking.
kill!
Still not killing.
This is a problem.
Kill him. Once the news leaks out, Yang can chop him into pieces and kill his whole family.
Don’t kill!
Yang Xuan was behind him, looking lazy, but Chen Zimao knew that if he didn't take action, Yang Xuan would not be soft.
It was the servants around him who brought Yang Xuan into a desperate situation. It was only natural for Yang Xuan to trick him.
"I……"
Chen Zimao raised his sword.
"I'm sorry."
…
"Shichiro is dead."
It was already late at night when Yang Songcheng received the news.
He sat on the bed and said, "I know."
Then lie down and cover yourself with the quilt.
"Shichiro..."
He was a polite young man.
His great-nephew.
"The Zhou family has already taken advantage and will not continue to take action. Only that little brat!"
…
King Yue and King Wei returned.
After leaving Chang'an for a long time, the emperor called them back before the end of the year.
Zhao Sanfu squatted outside Chang'an City, just as he had squatted to guard Wang Douxiang when he returned from southern Xinjiang.
But at that time, he was just a pile.
At this moment, he is the most popular person in charge of the mirror, and even Wang Shou is afraid of this celebrity.
The King of Yue came from the south and took the south gate, Mingde Gate.
There are more than a hundred horsemen accompanying him, which is the normal number of guards for a prince. There are also more than ten carriages, pulling many specialties.
King Wei came from the north and also went through Mingde Gate.
Moreover, the two brothers were only ten or so steps apart, and King Wei was at the back of the motorcade.
"King Wei only brought more than ten cavalry." Qin He squatted beside Zhao Sanfu, "A skilled man is so bold!"
Zhao Sanfu said: "Many times, having a high level of cultivation is not necessarily a good thing."
Qin He was puzzled, "Why?"
Ahead, the King of Yue rode his horse back.
"Second brother."
King Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Sanlang."
"These two brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, will there be some drama that makes them cry?" Qin He sniffed, his eyes shining.
The show is on!
Let's see who is the best actor.
The two princes dismounted and stood facing each other.
The surrounding guards did not dare to approach and kept a distance.
Not to mention pedestrians. Although many people wanted to see the temperament and appearance of Tianhuang nobles and brag about it to their families when they went home, they consciously kept their distance.
Class is intangible, but visible.
From ancient times to the present, there is no exception!
The King of Yue smiled and said, "I heard that Concubine Shu was bullied in the palace."
King Wei's face was ashen.
The King of Yue sighed, "It's pitiful..."
Snap!
All the people watching were stunned.
The King of Yue covered his face, stunned, then smiled and said: "The Queen helped her."
The next few sentences were spoken in a very soft voice.