Baker circled around the three unlucky guys and stamped his feet, "Dead! One is dead and two are disabled. Both legs are broken and broken into several sections. From now on, he will be a useless person. Lolo's national authority, Your Majesty
His face was trampled to the ground!"
Johnny looked grim, "Shut up!"
Baker lowered his voice, "Look at the good things they have done. When we return to Linton City, those nobles will be filial..."
"But you know, the nobles never care about the death of the barbarians. To them, the barbarians are just labor and a threat." Johnny glanced at Fang Yuansheng, "Negotiate, be strict. If not, let's leave!"
"Falling out?" The little boy's eyes flashed with excitement, "That's a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. Johnny, don't forget that in Linton City, he led his entourage to defeat His Majesty's guards. In that battle,
I remember it vividly."
"So what?" Johnny sneered, "In the dispute between the two countries, one or two generals are of no use. Let's start a quarrel."
Yang Xuan and Wang Mao entered Nilu, and the shopkeeper enthusiastically took them up.
"Is it ready?" the shopkeeper asked.
"immediately!"
A woman's voice came from a room, and then the shopkeeper's wife and daughter came out with rags, sweating profusely.
"This is Yang Shijun." The shopkeeper turned sideways, and his wife and daughter saluted together.
"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Xuan nodded.
Entering the room, there was a smell of water vapor and a slightly fishy smell, just like the smell of mopping the floor sometimes.
"Open the window!" Yang Xuan sat down, and Jiang He'er pushed open the window and took a look outside.
"Want revenge!"
"Does the person who killed us just want to run away?"
"Today, Datang must give us an explanation!"
Those barbarians were roaring filial piety angrily, which reminded Jiang He'er of beasts.
Wang Mao introduced the local situation, and then said worriedly: "Someone in the envoy passed away due to serious illness. It is usually fine. I know that the envoy has been in a lot of difficulties recently. If this matter spreads to Chang'an, it will be troublesome."
He died of a serious illness... Yang Xuan felt that this man could be regarded as an old fried dough stick, but this fried dough stick was pretty good. "Don't worry about this. It's just one. Don't give any preferential treatment. Just do whatever you want."
"It's making trouble..." Wang Mao pointed outside. At this moment, the outside was already boiling.
Yang Xuan smiled, "It seems that in the battle in Northern Xinjiang, I didn't kill enough people."
Wang Mao was excited, "Aren't you afraid of being suppressed by Chang'an because of this?"
News of the emperor's dissatisfaction with Northern Xinjiang had long spread throughout the officialdom, especially Yang Xuan. Huang Chunhui built momentum for Yang Xuan before taking office, which was a stab in the emperor's lungs... Everyone in the officialdom knew that many people in Chang'an were
Waiting to catch Yang Xuan's fault, he immediately took action to suppress it.
When Wang Mao saw Yang Xuan's silence, he sighed, "Just let the lake get over it."
"Let a group of barbarians run rampant in the Tang Dynasty." Yang Xuan pointed to his heart, "You can't get through here."
Wang Mao stood up with his hands on the eucalyptus, "I admire you for being able to disregard your official career for the sake of the Tang Dynasty. By the way, I think you will be very disappointed along the way!"
Without waiting for Yang Xuan to answer, Wang Mao mocked himself and said: "If you are weak at the top, how can you be strong at the bottom? Make you sit still!"
What is this thing going to do?
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment.
Wang Mao saluted, walked backward to the door, turned around and went out.
Winter winter winter!
The sound of people going down the stairs was urgent.
Immediately, Wang Mao's voice came from outside.
"Who wants justice?"
"I!"
"I am just here." Wang Mao was as tough as a rock, "You are disturbing the place and the people will suffer miserably. As the local county magistrate, I am here..."
"exist!"
"Keep an eye on these people. If they make any noise, beat them!"
Yang Xuan was sitting there when the shopkeeper's daughter came in to serve tea, took a peek at him, and went out with a blushing face.
Han Ji came in and said, "Wang Mao, you are so brave!"
Yang Xuan said: "We in the Tang Dynasty have no shortage of warriors, but the court's obscurity has chilled their hearts!"
Han Ji nodded, "It's also related to the country's power. When the country's power is at its peak, officials are more confident and courageous."
Everyone saw the decline of the Tang Dynasty, but the court still shouted for prosperity.
The false emperor was singing and dancing in the pear garden to bring peace and prosperity, while some of the important ministers were fighting for power and profit, and some were working as tinkers.
Only the soldiers and civilians on the border knew that the Tang Dynasty was dancing on the edge of the cliff.
In their view, the monarchs and ministers in the temple seemed to be blind, no, they were unconscionable and did not take the Tang Dynasty and its soldiers and people seriously.
This is the way the world is. If you don’t take me seriously, why should I respect you?
"The most important thing to govern a country is dignity. Without dignity, the superiors will become useless paper." Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said slowly: "When the country was founded, the top and bottom were united, so the majesty showed itself. Now, there is Bei Liao in the north and Bei Liao in the south.
There is rebellion and Southern Zhou, and in the west there is Luoluo who is determined to not give up...
In such a situation, the soldiers and civilians on the border felt the crisis. At this time, if the emperors and ministers of the temple also felt the crisis and made changes, then I think the Tang Dynasty would still have great potential, and the majesty of the temple would still be the same.
But the terrible thing is that the people are in dire straits and feel that the Tang Dynasty is full of crises, but the monarchs and ministers above feel that... this is a prosperous age."
Han Ji smiled, a little excited, "The soldiers and civilians of the world will regard the monarchs and ministers in the temple as fools, and all their wills will be turned into waste paper. This is a sign. Once someone lights the fire, Lang Jun, the world will
It’s chaos!”
Yang Xuan was silent for a moment and asked: "Can't you hope for something better?"
Han Ji shook his head, "This world is like a patient. This patient is extremely ill and no medicine or stone can work. The only way is to cut open the body with a knife and dig out the poison."
"What do you mean by this?" This Han rebel thought about this all the time.
Han Ji said: "If Lang Jun can successfully go to Taoxian this time and take control of the Northern Xinjiang Army, then in this world, Lang Jun's words will have a different weight. I am optimistic about Lang Jun..."
Yang Xuan asked: "What do you want me to do?"
"Knife bearer!"
Yang Xuan looked at him with cold eyes, but Han Ji did not flinch, his eyes were bright, "As before, why does a great talent like Lang Jun stand aside from others?"
"Too many words!"
"Yes." Han Ji excused himself. After leaving, Zhang Xu outside the door said sarcastically: "As expected, even Mr. Lang despises you for talking too much."
Han Ji said happily: "Didn't you notice?"
"What?" Zhang Xu held the handle of the knife and looked at the stairs.
Han Ji said proudly: "Lang Jun said that I talked too much this time, but he didn't say that I said the wrong thing."
Zhang Xu: "..."
Han Ji hummed a little tune and went down. Lin Feibao came over and said, "Scholar, you are indeed insidious."
Zhang Xushen agreed, "However, the more such people there are, the greater Lang Jun's confidence in his great cause will be."
Lin Feibao whispered: "This matter is a bit troublesome."
"That man is posing a problem for Lang Jun. If Lang Jun can't convince the Luoluo delegation, he will have a reason to suppress Lang Jun later, you piece of shit!"
Seeing that Lin Feibao was disapproving, Zhang Xu asked, "Commander, do you think I made a mistake in scolding you?"
"Wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Disgraceful to the dog."
Yang Xuan immediately took a shower and changed clothes.
Jiang Heer stood outside waiting with the clothes he wanted to change in his arms.
Wow!
Listening to the sound of water, Jiang He'er was curious, "Master, didn't you use a bathtub?"
At this moment, Wang Laoer was guarding the door. While eating dried meat, he said, "Mr. Wang doesn't need a bathtub outside. He showers outside."
The shopkeeper at Nilv is very welcoming and the room is very clean, but there is one problem, the bathtub.
There was a layer of dirt on the edge of the tub, but Yang Xuan stayed away from it just by looking at it.
After washing, he coughed dryly.
Squeak!
The door opens.
Jiang Heer lowered his head and came in, handing over the clothes he had just arranged.
There was no way, there were mold spots everywhere on the bamboo poles where the clothes were hung, so Jiang Heer could only make a clothes hanger.
Yang Xuan took the clothes and put them on slowly.
"Lang Jun, can you help me?" Jiang He'er's face was red.
"Need not."
To this day, Yang Xuan is used to being taken care of by others.
"Before setting off from Northern Xinjiang, Yi Niang said that she must serve her husband well, otherwise she will be punished again when she returns!" Jiang He'er said pitifully.
"It's already very good." Yang Xuan praised this incompetent maid.
Jiang He'er raised his head and smiled, then quickly reached out to cover his eyes, his face as red as a piece of red cloth.
"Just lower your head, cover your eyes, and there are gaps in your fingers."
Yang Xuan joked.
Jiang Heer really tested it...and then lowered his head.
Yang Xuan sighed helplessly.
Back to the room, the old thief and others are there.
"I just went to inquire about it. Those barbarians are vulgar. However, there is one person among the barbarians who is a little weird."
"How weird?" Yang Xuan sat down, and Jiang He'er brought tea, then knelt down behind him and helped him wipe his hair.
The old thief said: "The man looked at... the villain felt gloomy. Finally, when the villain wanted to leave, he suddenly glanced at the window. That look in his eyes was eerie and terrifying."
"Afraid?" Yang Xuan asked.
"No." The old thief said, "The villain is just a little curious. That person makes the villain feel like one of those noble people."
Jiang Heer asked: "A nobleman from Chang'an?"
The old thief shook his head and said, "The noble man under the ground."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, "When Qiao Ni and others came to Chang'an, they were supposed to apologize. But their domineering attitude seemed to me like a demonstration. What do they rely on?"
Han Ji knelt down on the other side and said with a smile: "After this war, Daliao's attitude toward the Tang Dynasty has changed. It used to be overlooking the Tang Dynasty, with a sense of superiority. But now it has become an equal. This hatred has led to great hatred.
Already.
The threat from Bei Liao will become bigger and bigger, the Tang Dynasty will gradually decline, and so will the national strength. It will be difficult to deal with one Bei Liao, what will happen if there is another Luo Luo?"
The old thief added, "Therefore, they brought hundreds of barbarians this time, saying they were apologizing, but in fact they were demonstrating."
"That's right." Han Ji glanced at the old thief appreciatively, as if he was the chief of staff beside his lord, and those below him were all his subordinates. "If Luo Luo raises an army and uses the barbarians as the vanguard to attack all the way, Zhao Song can stop him.
?I see, it’s dangerous. How dare Datang dare to anger Luo Luo?”
"This trial was considered a complete success before this." Yang Xuan smiled.
Now that he's here, things will naturally change directions.
The mission made a fuss for a long time and finally had to compromise.
Most of the barbarians and the envoys camped in the west of the city, and Johnny and a few officials lived in Nilv... The whole small county was just one Nilv family.
The room was not very nice, and the shopkeeper looked so arrogant that he couldn't stand it, which left people speechless.
The late lunch tasted quite good, which is impeccable.
The food of the Tang Dynasty is always worthy of the title of the Celestial Kingdom.
After lunch, Johnny took a nap.
"Johnny!"
"Huh?" Johnny looked up and saw a short, barefoot, thin, dark man standing outside the door.
"Duosang." Johnny cheered up, "But are you ready?"
The man's eyes were a little sinister, and looking at people was like looking at a dead person. The aura on his body was cold, as if it would still be the same even if he was thrown into boiling water.
"alright."
"Night!"
"good."
Johnny smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."
Dosang left, and Baker came in, "Do you want Dosang to take action?"
"right."
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
"Who can find out?" Johnny smiled sinisterly, "After we have it done, we will leave tomorrow and tell the people of Tang Dynasty that Luo Luo will not forget the humiliation... When they find out that Yang Xuan has become a fool or a madman, they can't find the reason. What will happen?”
Baker sat down, "Better become a madman."
"You're jealous!" Johnny said.
"Nonsense!" Baker's face turned red.
Johnny said: "Xenia, that is a flower in Linton City. In that smelly city, she is like an orchid, intoxicating.
But she has a good impression of Yang Xuan.
Last year! When she rejected the pursuit of a fool at a banquet, she once said, compared with Yang Xuan, you are as disgusting to me as an insect."
Baker's face was a little flushed.
"That pretty boy!"
Yang Xuan didn't know that he was being scolded as a pretty boy. He made people stare at the mission and led them around the city.
Everywhere he goes, he likes to go shopping.
Not to buy things, but to see different folk customs.
Jiang Heer, however, liked shopping. He came back from a shopping trip with Yang Xuan, carrying a big baggage on his back.
"He'er, how many things did you buy along the way?"
Yang Xuan had a headache.
"many."
"Are you planning to build a fleet?"
Jiang He'er was startled, "No big deal... transport it back bit by bit."
"Can't you learn from Madam?"
"Madam, I just don't have a chance to go shopping!" Jiang Heer said plausibly.
After dinner, Yang Xuan said, "The old thief and the second thief should keep an eye on me."
Wang Laoer said: "Mr. Lang, can you kill people?"
"I didn't even ask about the head, the dick has grown." Yang Xuan was very happy.
Wang Laoer sighed: "There are too few heads, it's worthless!"
Night is coming.
Yang Xuan is reading in the room.
After reading for a while, he yawned and went to bed and lay down.
"I don't know what happened to An Ning and A Liang."
With a wife and children, there are worries. In the past, I didn’t have any distracting thoughts when I was traveling alone for thousands of miles. Now, when I lay down, all I could think about was Zhou Ning and his son.
He closed his eyes and gradually began to breathe steadily.
A fat and white insect looked like... a spicy foreign food. The insect slowly squeezed in from under the door, its body spread out flat, and after entering, it turned into a white and fat insect again.
In a room in the reverse journey, Duosang was kneeling on the ground, with a statue in front of him that was filled with a strange and sinister atmosphere.
I don’t know how long it took, but Duosang raised his head suddenly and said, “Ha!”
Johnny's eyes lit up, "How?"
Duosang looked at him slowly and said solemnly: "Madman!"
Insects climbed onto Yang Xuan's bed.
He looked so naive as he crawled toward Yang Xuan's hand.
The densely packed tentacles on the body were shining with black light, and they were about to touch Yang Xuan's hand.
A hand stretched out from under the bed and flicked his fingers.
Boom!
The bug flew up, hit the wall, stuck to it, and slowly slid down... Behind it, there was a black wet mark.
Lin Feibao crawled out from under the bed, picked up the bug with a knife and took a look.
"Mr. Lang, it's safe."
Yang Xuan still closed his eyes, "Yeah!"
Lin Feibao opened the door carefully and went out.
Outside the door, Zhang Xu asked: "How?"
"It's a poisonous insect." Lin Feibao pointed out the poisonous insect.
"Someone is driving me!" Zhang Xu's eyes were full of angry flames, "I'm going!"
"You are not needed!" Lin Feibao said coldly: "I have already found that person!"
His eyes suddenly turned and looked beyond the reverse journey.
He pushed open the window and landed on the street.
Diagonally opposite, a thin, skeleton-like man sat in the shadows, with his mouth open and a sad smile.
Black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth...
Lin Feibao came over, lowered his head, "Backlash!"
The old thief also came out, "This man actually looks exactly like that gloomy man!"
In that room, Dosang said confidently: "He is crazy!"
The candlelight flickered, and the face looked exactly like the thin man's, almost from the same mold.
