Of course, that was in the past. People in the Tang Dynasty did not need witnesses or any evidence to do things, they just spoke.
If anyone regrets... no one will regret. The price of regret is too high for you to bear.
You, your family, your relatives and friends will all be unable to hold their heads high and will not be able to gain a foothold in the local area.
You want me to move!
Sorry, you really can't move if it doesn't matter.
The government doesn’t agree!
Even if you find the government to smooth things over and move, your reputation will still spread to the new place.
In other words, whoever breaks his promise will be ruined, along with his relatives and friends.
Therefore, in addition to the bold temperament, the social atmosphere played the greatest role in saying that people in the Tang Dynasty valued their promises.
"Xiao Xuanzi, in that world, talking is like farting. People in that world are full of lies. People are proud of lying without being discovered, and they are proud that when they are caught lying, their faces do not turn red and their hearts do not beat... As long as you
It’s not embarrassing, it’s others who are embarrassed.”
Suzaku let out a rare sigh, "Really, I'm so envious!"
The people were stunned, and the old man who took the lead turned around and said, "Let's go."
The grandson beside me asked, "Aweng, where are we going?"
The old man said: "Nangui City."
Yang Xuan cupped his hands.
These people put their lives on their heads, for the Tang Dynasty, for Northern Xinjiang, and for him, the lord of Northern Xinjiang, to immigrate back south.
What could he say?
Words of thanks, words of righteousness and Ling Ran... are all helpful but not true.
"Lang Jun persuaded them with his words, which is very good. However, from now on, Nangui City cannot be lost." The old thief felt that the price of Yang Xuan's vow was a bit high.
Once Nangui City was captured by Bei Liao, how many people would be in the city?
One person and one tablet can crush Yang Xuan to death.
Yang Xuan said: "I made a profit from this matter."
The old thief is puzzled.
After Liu Qing got the news, he drank tea in his duty room and said softly: "In this way, Zitai gradually becomes one with the army and people of Northern Xinjiang. He will be honored every time, and he will be humiliated every time. When that day comes, when he raises the banner,
, only the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang will look at the scenery and make money!"
Many times, what seems like a disadvantage is actually a blessing.
Sometimes, it may seem like a gain, but the price that comes with it will make you miserable. Some of it can last for many years.
"The sages said that words and deeds should be consistent in actions. Just do what you think in your heart. In this way, you will be worthy of your heart and naturally you will not be afraid of misfortunes and blessings."
Yang Xuan stood at the door of his home, which was behind the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, and said with emotion.
Two rows of servants stood in front of the gate, with their hands tied, to welcome the master's triumphant return.
The hostess should have arrived long ago...
Yang Xuan thought to himself, could it be that the woman had a complaint?
"Wow!"
The child's cry came along with the sound of dense footsteps.
"Still crying!"
It's rare for Zhou Ning to be so ferocious, "You, Aye, have returned triumphantly. You don't say you are happy, but you always cry."
Is this because the young master refuses to come to greet the master?
The door turned, and Zhou Ning appeared holding the wailing young master.
"I congratulate you on your husband's triumphant return."
The young head of the family wiped away tears with one hand, his little body swaying, and he also saluted.
Others salute.
"Congratulations on your triumphant return."
Yang Xuan nodded and immediately asked his son, "Why are you crying?"
Ah Liang cried, "Fugui, Fugui is blind!"
Fugui's head was swollen like a bear's head, squatting there and wagging his tail.
Yes, even under such circumstances, I still did not forget to greet the owner.
"What's going on?" Yang Xuanti asked the young master.
Yi Niang said: "There was a beehive in the backyard. After lunch, while the adults and children were sleeping, I asked a few servants to work on it. Who knew that the beehive was dug down by them, and the rich and powerful ran over there without knowing how high the sky was.
…”
Needless to say.
Yang Xuan touched Fugui's head and said, "Be careful these two days. If that doesn't work, I'll invite Chen Huagu to come and have a look."
All the way into the backyard.
The couple separated for a while, and no one came to disturb them.
Yi Niang pointed at A Liang and said, "Take the young man away."
Ah Liang cried, "Aye! Aye!"
Yang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, "I was disgusted with her before, but now I'm so affectionate."
Yi Niang coaxed him, "There are big ants over there. I'll take you to see them."
A Liang looked at her and said, "Okay."
Yi Niang smiled and hugged him out.
Yang Xuan stretched out his body and put his arms around his wife's waist.
"There's a letter from home."
Zhou Ning said: "Yang Songcheng and that group of people joined forces to suppress the family's business..."
"This is to force Mr. Zhou to abandon his business and turn to the fields. But fields are the easiest for others to take advantage of." Yang Xuan simply lay down and stretched his limbs.
"This is not easy to deal with."
"Well!" Zhou Ning said: "You can never imagine that Aweng has built such a huge industry after lying dormant for so many years. Once it was taken out, Yang Songcheng and others' efforts to suppress the stock became a joke."
Zhou Qin... Yang Xuan closed his eyes, "Aweng seems to like walking birds... Let me just say that the head of the Zhou family who made a deal with Emperor Wu back then will not be like this no matter how miserable he is."
These old foxes are indeed not simple.
"Now that I think about it, if Aweng didn't agree to our marriage, what would he do..." Yang Xuan was a little scared.
Zhou Ning chuckled and said, "Aweng said later that the reason why I agreed was because you were embarrassed outside the Zhou family's door. Furthermore, even though you saved the imperial concubine, you refused to surrender to her."
Yang Xuan understood.
What does it mean if you feel cramped at your future father-in-law's house?
"Being cramped shows that I have a sense of awe."
"No, it's you who care about me."
Woman... Seeing that Zhou Ning's face seemed to be shining, Yang Xuan nodded, "Of course I care about you."
He was lying on the mat, right next to Zhou Ning. Zhou Ning turned around and said, "Zitai, why did you alienate the concubine in the first place? But you saw that the concubine's brother and sister have no future?"
Unless the imperial concubine can give birth to a son, become a prince, and succeed to the throne, once the new emperor ascends the throne, the imperial concubine's brother and sister will not be able to escape disaster.
Yang Xuan shook his head, "I just don't like to eat soft food."
He held Zhou Ning's hand.
Zhou Ning said softly: "Father sent a lot of precious ingredients..."
“It smells so good!”
Yang Xuan fell asleep as he was fascinated by the lake.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.
Widow Luo was sitting on her knees with her buttocks on her calves, looking quite surging.
"Mr. Lang is awake."
Widow Luo stood up.
"Um!"
Yang Xuan opened his mouth and felt his throat was a little dry.
My head is also a little dizzy.
He wanted to sit up, but when he raised his head, he felt dizzy.
"Mr. Lang!"
Widow Luo quickly came over to help him, "What's wrong with Mr. Lang?"
Yang Xuan covered his forehead, "I'm afraid it's a bit cold, so call my wife, call Yi Niang."
Widow Luo hurried out.
Yang Xuan tried his best to sit up and thought carefully about what happened along the way.
Could it be poisoning?
Who can poison?
Jiang He'er, He Lianyan... No, the fortunes and lives of these two women rest in his hands.
Poisoning him would only be possible if his IQ dropped to a negative number.
It is impossible for the old thief and the second child.
The old thief looks slick, but he is actually a nostalgic person at heart.
Needless to say, the second child, if he knows who poisoned him, he will pick up that person's head and give Yang Xuan the medicine, even if that person is Liu Qing.
Tu Shang, there is no such motive, unless Yang Xuan decides to take action against the second child.
So, who else?
The strange thing is that Yang Xuan didn't expect Han Ji.
Perhaps, he felt that the person least likely to kill him in the world was Han Rebellion.
If he dies, Han Ji will die too.
Heartbroken.
A middle-aged man who wants to take revenge on society, no, a middle-aged man who wants to overthrow the false emperor. When it is no longer possible to achieve this goal, he is just a walking zombie.
So.
Who else?
The footsteps were very urgent, and they were running.
Yang Xuan raised his head and smiled at Yi Niang who ran in with a panicked look on her face, "Don't worry, I'm just a little dizzy."
"Healer!"
Yi Niang, who used to be calm and awe-inspiring in the hearts of Widow Luo and others, now forgot that Zhou Ning was one of the most outstanding doctors.
But no one dared to remind Yi Niang.
Yang Xuan's face looked a little pale.
"What's wrong?"
Yi Niang knelt down in front of Yang Xuan, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but burst out. "Does Mr. Lang feel abdominal pain? Or the pain from the throat to the abdomen is unbearable..."
Yang Xuan shook his head.
There was the sound of clothes fluttering outside, and Zhou Ning flew in.
She checked her pulse as soon as she came in.
Then look at his expression.
"Open your mouth."
"Stick out your tongue and make it longer."
Then Zhou Ning stretched out his hand, roughly inserted it through Yang Xuan's collar, and pressed it on his heart.
Temperature, humidity, heartbeat...it's all there!
Yang Xuan felt a little dizzy.
Zhou Ning stopped.
"Wind chill!"
Practitioners are actually cold...
Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Yi Niang felt relieved, "Let me sleep with you at night to keep warm. I think it's better to have Widow Luo! She's plump and I think it'll be warmer."
Zhou Ning nodded.
Yang Xuan was stunned, "What plumpness?"
Yi Niang said with a matter-of-fact expression, "If a noble person is cold, he should be covered by someone. If he is warm, he should be covered with sweat."
Others use ginger soup, but you use beauty body.
Yang Xuan finally used ginger soup.
Then fell asleep.
Yi Niang went back and called the widow Luo.
"Are you dissatisfied with Mr. Lang?"
"No."
"Tell me about it." Yi Niang narrowed her eyes and looked at her.
Her husband actually refused to let this woman sleep with him. What happened here?
Could it be that this woman dares to take Qiao?
Yi Niang's eyes became colder.
Widow Luo was shocked by the coldness, "It's the husband who refuses."
"Why?"
"Slave...slave is ominous!"
Yi Niang stood up and said, "Next time I hear you say something ominous, I will make you truly ominous!"
Widow Luo lowered her head, "Yes."
Yi Niang looked at her with squinted eyes and waved her hands for a long time.
"In a few years, you will regret your choice today."
After all the positions around the husband are filled, the woman will either become a female official or become a zombie in the palace.
Widow Luo stopped, "Slave..."
"Your family is a branch of the Ningxing Wu family. Even if you go to the frontier, you still show off the airs of an aristocratic family. But this is Northern Xinjiang, this is the Yang family. Don't think why the Ningxing Wu family is so great. In my eyes, Ningxing
The Xing Wu clan is just a savage!"
Widow Luo left silently.
Aunt Guan came in and said, "This woman is arrogant! According to my opinion, if she is arrogant, she will be assigned as a servant. In the future, there will be times when she will regret it, but you will not. Let me think about it, but I feel that the widow Luo is not a servant.
Concubine is better?"
Yi Niang shook her head, "Every time I let her take care of her husband to take a bath, he would always laugh when he came out, that kind of child-like mischievous smile. I thought, if that's the case, let her stay and give him some fun.
.”
"Have fun?" Aunt Guan was stunned.
Yi Niang glanced at her and said, "What do you think?"
…
Yang Xuan is ill.
Han Ji and others were summoned, and Yang Xuan sent a message saying that he would rest for a few days, and that Liu Qing, the general manager, and Nan He and Jiang Cunzhong from the army were watching.
Han Ji was not assigned a task.
But he smiled.
"Old Han, how can you still laugh?" The old thief and he were old enemies, and they often ran against each other.
Han Ji said: "It takes hard work to do things. I don't do things, I only use my brain!"
This is the principle of governing people by those who work hard.
He is a think tank, not a coolie!
The old thief shook his head and Tu Shang came over, "What's wrong?"
The old thief said: "Old Han actually looks down on Liu Sima and Nan He."
"He is already proud." Tu Shang looked on coldly and saw many things that others ignored.
The old thief said: "Only Lang Jun can make him bow his head."
"That's because he has placed all his hopes on Lang Jun. If not, I bet that he will become one of Liu Sima and the others, doing things like a fool and not showing off. He will not let us at all.
See his talent."
"What talent could he have?"
"Lang Jun always consults with him before doing anything, but outsiders don't know it, and he doesn't show it off himself."
Han Ji hummed the song all the way back home.
His wife Jiang and her daughter Han Ying sat together, looking sad.
When he got home, Han Ji didn't think much about using his brain.
He smiled relaxedly. "What's going on?"
Mrs. Jiang sighed: "That man is here."
"who?"
Han Ji went to get the tea cup, but suddenly his body tensed up. He looked at Mr. Jiang with a stern look in his eyes, "Where is that beast? Where is he?"