Chapter 664 Grassy Dragon and Snake (Thanks to the leader of ZH Liufuming
Yang Xuan always felt that he was lucky.
After entering Chang'an City, he went to the Imperial College. The Imperial College had a quota for serving as an official, which allowed him to easily solve the first problem.
In the Imperial College, he was like a fish in water, and later he relied on a lot of the Imperial College's power.
Many times, he suspected that he was the son of heaven, otherwise why would he have so much good luck?
Only now did he know that everything was in Ning Yayun's eyes.
He just didn't say it.
The initial pride turned into shock now.
But after all, he had been tested by the officialdom for a long time. Yang Xuan was shocked in his heart, but with a smile on his face, "Me? Of course I am me!"
"If you don't want to say it, I won't force it." Ning Yayun thought of the words passed down from back then, and she and Tang Gui after 1999.
"I have been in Chang'an for a long time, and I don't know the sufferings of the people. When I went north, I saw the refugees and the people in ragged clothes. I was worried, not only for the Tang Dynasty, but also for metaphysics.
I am thinking, if this continues, how long can the Tang Dynasty be able to sustain itself? If the Tang Dynasty does not survive, where will my metaphysics go?"
"So you are observing me?" Yang Xuan felt that he would have to turn a blind eye when sleeping at night.
"Yes." Ning Yayun did not hide it, "I see hope in you. After Chenzhou's army defeated Tanzhou, I felt that if Northern Xinjiang can be stabilized, no matter how chaotic the Tang Dynasty is, it will be calmed down.
day."
In the classics of metaphysics, he saw the past, "Whenever the population reaches its extreme level, it will break out. Either there will be continuous wars or alien invasions. After there are not many people left, everything will be back to the beginning...
Multiply, continue to grow strong, and be powerful in all directions, and then, the population multiplies to the extreme again..."
"Master, why don't you look for solutions to the problem from outside?"
"Outside?" Ning Yayun frowned.
Yang Xuan pointed outside and said: "How big is this world? No one knows. But I know one thing, there are many more fertile lands than the Central Plains.
There are many places that are more livable than the Central Plains. In this case, why use war to kill the population? Why can't we go out?"
"You mean..." Ning Yayun squinted her eyes and played with the wine glass in her hand.
"The Central Plains is used to solving all problems internally, but the Central Plains is so big and there are so many fields. The reproduction has reached the extreme, and the fields can no longer carry so many people, so refugees and hungry people appear...
Before Yi Zi eats each other, they will rise up, followed by killing, and will not stop until the fields in the world are enough to feed everyone. I want to ask..."
Yang Xuan said seriously: "Why don't you go outside to find a way to survive? Those fertile lands are all abandoned. We only need to go there and open up wasteland to cultivate land, and we can feed countless people.
Why do you have to shed all the blood of your own people and let the foreigners take advantage before you give up? Why?"
Yang Xuan stood up and walked around with his hands behind his hands, "In my opinion, this is the limitation of thinking. Everyone thinks that the Central Plains is the central country, and other places are barbarian lands. No matter how hard it is, they will not leave their homes.
, I would rather starve to death than go to a foreign country... What if I change my mind?"
"To make the people willing to go to those barbarian lands?" Ning Yayun frowned.
"Wasn't the Central Plains a land of barbarians back then?" Yang Xuandan said calmly.
boom!
Ning Yayun covered her forehead, "Back then, our ancestors had a hard time walking on a blue road. At that time, the Central Plains was also full of ferocious beasts, swamps, and miasma..."
Yang Xuan turned around with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "But after many years of management, the original barbaric land has become a land of plenty. Future generations will depend on it."
He walked behind the table and sat down.
Ning Yayun closed her eyes for a long time and said: "Zitai, I dare to say that even the important officials in the court are not as far-reaching as you think. Even a wise man like Chen Shen only suggested reducing land annexation. They
, but not as far-sighted as you."
He opened his eyes and looked at the former metaphysics disciple with admiration, no, even now. Ning Yayun swore that if anyone snatched this disciple away, he would fight to the death.
"Metaphysics has been passed down for many years, and many secret skills have been shelved. I read a lot when I was young. Out of curiosity, I practiced several secret skills, one of which is to feel the breath."
Ning Yayun smiled, "Zitai, do you know what you are like now?"
"Loyal Minister of the Tang Dynasty."
"No."
"What is that?"
"Cao Mang, Dragon Snake!"
Yang Xuan stood up suddenly.
Ning Yayun pointed at him and said, "Sit down."
Yang Xuan concealed a smile, "My legs are numb after sitting for a long time."
"Your first thought was not to kill me to silence me. I am very pleased." Ning Yayun said with a smile.
But if I can beat you... Yang Xuan said with a smile: "The more you talk, the more bizarre it becomes."
"Yes! This thing is getting more and more bizarre."
Ning Yayun poured herself a glass of wine, picked up the glass, and said slowly: "You have a disobedient heart. If you don't have the ability, then that's it, it's just a joke.
But I watched you go all the way from Taiping County to Chenzhou.
Along the way, there are corpses of enemies behind us.
You are a famous general of the Tang Dynasty, and you are also Huang Chunhui's optimistic future military governor of Northern Xinjiang.
What will you do after you take over Northern Xinjiang? If I think about it, I will probably confront Chang'an."
Yang Xuan felt naked and naked, as if he had no clothes on.
Seeing that he didn't argue, Ning Yayun smiled and said: "You are my disciple of metaphysics. Even if I want to distance myself from you now, I can't. If you are unlucky, metaphysics will also be unlucky. In this case, why not gamble?
Bet you'll get lucky!"
Yang Xuan: "What does the headmaster mean..."
"I've already asked people to pack up their things, and I'm just waiting for you to become the deputy envoy of Jiedu before we move."
…
Return home.
"Prepare water, hot water!"
Yang Xuan looked a little tired.
"Zitai is feeling unwell?"
When Zhou Ning came out after hearing the news, he couldn't help but take his pulse.
"I'm fine..."
"Stop talking!"
The mother-in-law is very fierce.
Yang Xuan stood there obediently.
"It's just a little bit..." Zhou Ning let go of his hand and switched to the other hand, "Why do you seem to be frightened?"
"A Ning is indeed a miracle doctor."
Zhou Ning said: "It's one thing to take a pulse. Zitai, you look pale. Moreover, you felt hot after taking two cold showers before going to bed yesterday. Today is even hotter than yesterday, but you asked for hot water... Zitai
, but something happened?"
"It's not good for women to be too smart." Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, and then whispered: "The headmaster's eyes are like lightning, I'm afraid he has seen some clues."
"Your identity?"
"Um!"
"Not afraid."
The mother-in-law was very fierce, and Yang Xuan was curious, "Why aren't you afraid?"
"Give me A Liang." Zhou Ning took A Liang from Zheng Wuniang's hand and said: "Anyway, if you are good at metaphysics, it will be fine. If you are unlucky, metaphysics will destroy the family. What are you afraid of?
The headmaster is a smart man, so he naturally knows that he can only follow you to the dark side at this moment."
Yang Xuan was speechless.
"Wu Luo is going to serve her husband and take a bath." Zhou Ning assigned the widow Luo.
The two of them went in and came out one after another. Widow Luo's face was as red as red cloth.
Zhang Siniang felt itchy and unbearable. After she finished cleaning up, she asked tentatively: "But did Mr. Lang kiss and touch me?"
Widow Luo entered the house silently.
Zhang Siniang followed in, "Tell me something!"
Widow Luo glanced at her and asked, "Can you be more elegant?"
She comes from a local wealthy family, and her ex-husband's family is one of the top families in Daliao. How can she talk about such vulgar issues?
Zhang Siniang is different. She is a descendant of exiles. She and her brother have been living among a group of people of the same origin since childhood. Those people are more explicit about what is vulgar and not vulgar.
"Elegance can make you pregnant with your husband's child?" Zhang Siniang felt that she was despised, and put her hands on her hips. Then she remembered that Yi Niang had said that she was a shrew when she called her a shrew, so she let go and whispered: "I
I don’t believe you can bear it. Huh!”
Widow Luo sat down, and the setting sun outside shone in the yard, giving her the idea that she was dead.
What’s the point of living?
She thought about it carefully, she would never be able to go back home in this life.
Relatives will probably think of her occasionally, and in a few years, they may only mention her on New Year's Day. In a few years, no one will remember her.
Dead!
If you go to the Tang Dynasty, you will probably die.
Then, in her hometown and at home, she was considered dead.
Living without worries is boring and boring.
She has read books and has many ideas.
She thought about why people live, and after much thought, she couldn't find an accurate answer.
But at least you have to have a goal.
What is my goal?
Widow Luo looked outside blankly.
Living without a goal is like a zombie... This is what Lang Jun said before.
She thought this was ambiguous, so she said she would rather be a walking zombie.
Lang Jun smiled and said, you can go and learn something. There is no shortage of pens, inks, papers and inkstones at home, and there are also books. Hua Hong and the others often borrow them, so you can go too.
She was silent, and Lang Jun continued, "It's fun to talk to Zhang Siniang, Hua Hong and the others if you have nothing to do. Don't act like a young lady, no one will pay attention to you."
She felt that no one else needed to take care of her.
Lang Jun said that people cannot think by themselves. The longer you think about it, the more likely it is that problems will arise.
She thought about it carefully at the time, and it seemed that she had been a little restless recently. When she thought about it carefully, she was thinking about the past every day, entangled in the past, and then thinking about what she should do in the future. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became...
I can't even sleep at night.
Your eyes are bloodshot, Lang Jun said, leaning on the edge of the tub.
She was shocked at the time. She was massaging her husband's shoulders when her hand slipped and he also slipped down.
The man is fine, but there is something wrong with his hand.
Widow Luo looked at her right hand and felt it was hot.
"Why did you just..."
Her face was as red as the clouds on the horizon.
So shameful!
Widow Luo stamped her feet.
Then, miraculously, I discovered that those anxious emotions were gone.
"Wu Luo, bring tea."
Someone is looking for her outside.
"Coming."
Wu Luo brought tea, and Zhou Ning was packing Yang Xuan's things for Taoxian, including a lot of clothes.
Yang Xuan held the child beside him and said helplessly: "Taoxian County has them all, so there is no need to make so many."
Zhou Ning took the clothes and said: "It's best to wear clothes from home."
Yang Xuan was helpless, so Wu Luo brought tea and then left.
After going out, I met Yan Xiao.
"Mr. Lang, the old thief wants to see you."
"I'm going to the front yard to pack less stuff!"
When they arrived at the front yard, the old thief saw him and said with a smile: "Young man looks really energetic."
"Why did I take the child out..." Yang Xuanzhen didn't pay attention to this, "What's the matter?"
The old thief said: "Zhang Qiyu confessed that his third son killed someone in Chang'an and followed him quietly to northern Xinjiang this time..."
This thing... life is stranger than you think!
"He is from the Chunyu family. Now that the Wang family's ironware is getting better and better, the Chunyu family's business is getting worse and worse. In order to ask the Yang family for help to turn the situation around, the Chunyu family prepared a game to please the Yang family, and asked Zhang Qiyu to kill the
Send the murderer's son to metaphysics, and then someone will report him..."
"Accepting a murderer as a disciple is a cover-up. When the time comes, everyone in Xuanxue will be full of words and it will be hard to explain." Yang Xuan felt that this situation was really good, but he didn't understand the nature of Xuanxue.
"Do they think that metaphysics can no longer be revealed?"
"Yes, so I have prepared a large amount of tuition fees." said the old thief.
"It's interesting. By the way, how is Chunyu Yanjiao?" Yang Xuan has always ignored this princess.
The old thief didn't know about this either, so after returning home, Yi Niang finally answered the question.
"Chunyu Yanjiao still enjoys honor in the palace."
A woman from an aristocratic family has to be given face by even the emperor.
This made Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of the queen.
Empress Yang had long since lost her favor. No, maybe the emperor had never favored her. But even so, even the imperial concubine had to stay away from the empress in the harem.
This is Yang's power.
The old thief took Pan Sheng to continue learning torture.
The next morning, Pan Sheng sent the latest news.
"His son killed students of metaphysics."
What the hell!
Yang Xuan couldn't help but want to curse.
After the Imperial College was forced to disband, most of the students made a living on their own. That student was quite wealthy, so he started to seek connections and find a good place to serve as an official.
"Who would have thought that if he met that scumbag, he drank too much and said something wrong, and then he and a group of servants would beat him to death."
Pan Sheng said eagerly: "Lang Jun, leave this matter to me! I'll go take care of that kid."
"No."
Yang Xuan turned around and said, "Tell me, madam, I'm going out."
I am about to go to Taoxian County, and Yang Xuan will stay at home if nothing happens.
Pan Sheng couldn't help but think of what Master said in the early morning... At that time, he had just found the place where the scumbag was hiding. When Pan Sheng heard what the scumbag had done, he gritted his teeth with hatred and wanted to arrest him, but the old thief said this
It's not our turn.
He didn't believe it, so the old thief ordered him to come back and go home to sleep.
Why!
Since Master had a woman, he went home more and more frequently.
Yang Xuan led a group of big men and found a family in the west of the city.
"This person's store has no record!" Pan Sheng said.
"Violation!" Yang Xuan said calmly. The shopkeeper's feet went weak. Just when he was about to beg for mercy, Wu Da came out and blocked his mouth. He said fiercely: "If you dare to say anything, I will kill you!"
squeak!
Yang Xuan stepped on the stairs and made a creaking sound.
The stairs were in disrepair and gave off a decaying smell.
Pan Sheng took Yang Xuan outside a room, nodded, and indicated that he was here.
"Lang Jun, how are you?"
There were voices of men and women laughing inside.
Yang Xuan pointed to the door, Zhang Xu stepped forward and kicked it.
Peng!
The entire door flew in.
In the smoke and dust, Pan Sheng saw two men and women sitting on a stool with each other on top of each other. Hearing the sound, he tilted his head in surprise...
The door panel flew straight past.
Boom!
Later, the unconscious scum was pulled out of the reverse journey.
"Seal this place!" Yang Xuan pointed at the rebel team, "We will investigate for three years!"
Afterwards, he asked people to wake up the scum.
"You were the one who killed the metaphysics students, right?"
The scumbag's neck was crooked, but he still did not change his domineering attitude, "So what if it's you, Yayeh? Yayeh and the Crown Princess are relatives. If you have the ability, just kill Yayee..."
"That's right." Yang Xuan drew his sword.
"Yeah, please spare your life!" The scumbag saw that his expression was calm, but he was afraid.
The light of the knife flashed.
Yang Xuan put away his sword, and Zhang Xu whispered: "Why don't Mr. Lang hand over the person to Xuanxue? In this way, there will be more favors."
Yang Xuan said: "Many times, the more sincere you are, the harder it is for the other party to refuse."
The next day, Headmaster Ning went to Yang's house carrying his guqin and the tail.