Somewhere behind, Han Ji and Bao Dong were talking.
Han Ji said: "This is a war of public opinion."
Bao Dong said: "Song Zhen came here, probably because he wanted to use his old feelings to persuade his husband to bow to Chang'an."
"What do you think of this method?" Han Ji knew that Yang Xuan valued Bao Dong, so he took advantage of the opportunity to get together today and wanted to test it out and get close.
Bao Dong said sincerely: "Gao means you are not down to earth."
"How...how do you say this?"
"Now the deputy envoy is responsible for the future of countless soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang, as well as his family. Not to mention Song Zhen, even if Zhou Zun, the head of the Zhou family, comes, it is impossible for Lang Jun to bow to Chang'an."
"That's the truth."
Bao Dong asked, "Then how do you think the deputy envoy should respond?"
Han Ji thought for a moment and said, "Fight him!"
Before Song Zhen arrived in Taoxian, the think tanks around Yang Xuan had already analyzed his intentions.
Lobbyist!
After the greetings were over, Yang Xuan took Song Zhen to the Jiedushi Mansion.
This is a public-to-public gesture.
Song Zhen glanced at Liu Qing helplessly.
Liu Qing was silent.
Song Zhen was shocked, thinking that no one in Northern Xinjiang could check Yang Xuan?
Entering the lobby, everyone sat down.
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Dong Song, you have something to say during this trip to Chang'an? Please tell me."
He sat there calmly and did not stand up, making a panicked gesture.
Song Zhen wanted to get up, but judging from Yang Xuan's appearance, he probably wouldn't accompany him. In this case, he would be humiliating himself.
No.
It was the emperor who brought humiliation upon himself.
He is still sitting.
Behind him are the accompanying petty officials, who are also the emperor's informants.
Song Zhen said, "There have been a lot of misunderstandings between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an in recent years. Your Majesty means, it's not too late to look back.
There is nothing bad to say between the monarch and his ministers.
Go to Chang'an and everything will be relieved."
Han Ji smiled and said, "Why do I think these words sound like a solicitation? But..." He looked at the crowd and asked, "Who is the thief?"
Liu Qing glanced at Song Zhen and said, "At least I'm not from Beijiang."
He silently added: The one from Chang'an is the one.
Song Zhen looked at Yang Xuan.
He felt that this trip would probably be fruitless.
But at least come and see Northern Xinjiang.
Yang Xuan pondered, as if thinking about this issue.
But Jiang Heer down below found that his boss seemed to be in a daze.
Last night, it was heard that the boss and his wife had a quarrel over the issue of their children's education, and they didn't go to bed until midnight.
This is it, you are dozing off!
Poor Song Zhen, he thought his boss was considering this issue very carefully!
Yang Xuan was distracted.
Last night he and Zhou Ning were in perfect harmony.
After that, when he was wondering what smoke was in the other world, Zhou Ning mentioned the issue of A Liang's education.
According to her, A Liang should start learning some etiquette now.
Yang Xuan naturally disagreed. He felt that this was a devastation to the child.
The dispute between the two became increasingly fierce.
In the middle of the night, Yang Xuan felt that it was not possible to continue like this, but no matter how hard he tried to persuade his wife, he could not stop his wife from exploding, so he could only sacrifice himself and attack again.
My waist!
Yang Xuan slapped his waist with his backhand.
Then he said: "What I say below is aimed at Chang'an and has nothing to do with Song Gong."
This opening statement is full of fire.
Song Zhen smiled bitterly.
"Say it!"
"After Emperor Wu abdicated, Chang'an always wanted to cleanse Northern Xinjiang. Is this true?"
Song Zhen was silent.
The clerk moved his body.
Han Ji looked at him coldly.
Yang Xuan continued: "How about the battle in Chang'an? To be honest, it doesn't matter much to Northern Xinjiang.
Datang needed Northern Xinjiang to continue to block Northern Liao, and Northern Xinjiang needed Chang'an to provide money and food to feed its soldiers and civilians.
Who ruined this situation first?"
Song Zhen was speechless.
He found that the officials and generals all had angry faces.
"Even in this situation, Northern Xinjiang did not care and still guarded the northern gate of the Tang Dynasty to this day. But what happened in these years?"
Yang Xuan pointed in the direction of Chang'an, "Chang'an has been suppressing Northern Xinjiang, frequently making small moves, and bent on dismembering Northern Xinjiang. What does he want to do? Song Gong, can you help me understand?"
Song Zhen's cheek moved a few times, "Your Majesty..."
"You have nothing to say, right?" Yang Xuan said unceremoniously: "In his eyes, it doesn't matter if Northern Xinjiang is lost. What matters is that the Northern Xinjiang Army, which he hates in his heart, will be destroyed."
The officials were dispersed and all the ministers who were loyal to the Tang Dynasty were wiped out.
Only in this way can the bad breath in his heart be relieved.
So, I want to ask, what about the Tang Dynasty? What is the Tang Dynasty in his heart?
Such an emperor makes me feel,
nausea!
!”
This was the first time Yang Xuan expressed his position on the emperor.
The sharp attitude made Han Ji happy.
His Majesty's insistence on going his own way finally alienated the soldiers and people of Northern Xinjiang... Song Zhen sighed in his heart, "That is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty after all."
"Then, I want to ask Song Gong." Yang Xuan took a sip of tea, "Which is more important, the emperor or the world?"
Well!
This question hit home right away.
The king is respected, the king and his subjects are father and son.
The country has been put aside.
So, which one is more important, the emperor or the country?
Why is the emperor important?
"Without a country, an emperor is just a lonely man. But what I have seen over the years is that the emperor regards the country as nothing.
The country he doesn’t want, I in Northern Xinjiang are holding on to it.
Song Gong, are you here to ask me to give up the Tang Dynasty, return to Chang'an, sit back and watch the Northern Liao Iron Horse ride on the northern frontier, and then march to Chang'an?"
Yang Xuan was not qualified to say this before.
But things are different now.
Since taking over Northern Xinjiang, he has changed Northern Xinjiang's past defense-oriented posture and actively launched attacks.
Last year, under his leadership, Northern Xinjiang even withstood the snowstorm.
Nowadays, Yang Xuan has become more and more mature.
Who dares to question what he said?
Song Zhen coughed dryly, "I'm tired."
He did not defend the emperor.
Yang Xuan nodded. "The residence has been arranged. If Song Gong is willing, he can enter and leave the Jiedushi Mansion at any time."
The clerk said, "Deputy Ambassador Yang..."
Yang Xuan looked at him, "Who are you?"
The clerk said: "The little man's Ministry of Rites..."
"This is the meeting place for the Northern Xinjiang Jiedushi. When will it be the turn of a junior official from the Ministry of Rites to speak?"
Yang Xuan knew that this clerk was probably the emperor's spy, so he pointed outside unceremoniously, "Get out!"
The clerk stood up and said, "Deputy Envoy Yang, please note that this is the northern border of the Tang Dynasty!"
Han Ji said sadly: "But there are people who wish to turn Northern Xinjiang into Northern Liao."
"Han Ji!"
Yang Xuan had a cold face, while Han Ji stood with his hands tied.
Yang Xuan said, "If you hit someone, don't slap them in the face!"
Song Zhen: "..."
Song Zhen was sent out and sighed: "Your Majesty, in one day, it will be difficult for Northern Xinjiang to turn back."
The clerk said angrily: "When Yang Xuan said those words before, no one in the civil or military affairs of Northern Xinjiang spoke for His Majesty. It can be seen that they were all treasonous."
Song Zhen looked at him as if he knew that this little official's attitude represented Chang'an's attitude.
The emperor is huddled in the pear garden, but his followers, ears and eyes are all over the world.
He naturally knows everything about what is going on in Northern Xinjiang.
But under such circumstances, he still asked himself to come to Northern Xinjiang to persuade Yang Xuan to bow his head.
This is taking advantage of me.
Before departure, the official judgment of Chang'an was that the emperor wanted to re-enable Song Zhen.
Song Zhen is also ready to come out again.
But at this moment, he felt something was wrong.
Song Zhen asked seemingly casually: "I have to go back to my hometown when I go back, right?"
"Yes...no." The clerk's expression changed drastically.
He is not a minor official in the Ministry of Etiquette, but an attendant of the emperor. This trip is almost a gilded journey... It is said that the emperor is ready to reuse him. But this time is a test.
His attitude was almost that of an emperor.
Before leaving, the emperor told him to keep an eye on Song Zhen and urged Song Zhen to persuade Yang Xuan.
At this moment, the emperor's eyes became filled with disgust and he said: "Song Zhen, he is like an old dog. After this time, I never want to see this person again!"
Once Song Zhen gave up his choice... the clerk's face turned pale, "Song Gong..."
For people like Song Zhen, their explanations will only become darker and darker.
Sure enough, the emperor regarded me as a chamber pot... Song Zhendan said calmly: "Your Majesty, you are wise."
He strode forward, and the junior official caught up with him, "Song Gong, as long as Song Gong can do his best to persuade Yang Xuan, I can bet that your Majesty will change his mind."
"I know your Majesty's temper. What you said... is so shameless." Song Zhen said coldly.
Not far behind him, Han Ji looked at this scene thoughtfully.
Yang Xuan came out.
"Mr. Lang, this is..."
"go home."
That woman had been having a row with him for half the night last night, and she didn't know what she was doing now.
When I got home, I met Master Ru'an and his apprentice walking outside the kitchen.
"How's it going!"
If An was sniffing with his eyes closed... Miraculously, ever since he came to the Yang family, he had learned the skill of walking with his eyes closed without a teacher.
This balance ability is amazing!
"I've met Mr. Lang."
The three masters and disciples saluted.
Ru'an said: "Lang Jun, He Lianrong in Tanzhou has been training the army."
"Well!" Yang Xuan thought of the one-handed governor, "This person can tolerate it."
After the failure of Helianfeng's personal expedition, Tanzhou has been silent, and even sentinels have not reached the southern part of the town.
This means lying down and being cowardly.
"How is this person?" Yang Xuan wanted to see the effectiveness of Jin Yiwei.
At this time, there was a swishing sound in the kitchen. I don’t know what it was, and a smell of meat and smoke came out.
Ru'an took a deep breath intoxicatedly, but did not exhale for a long time, which showed that he had deep breath inside.
But the boss is right in front of me!
He reluctantly exhaled, "Jin Yiwei's brothers found out that after He Lianchun ascended the throne, Ning Xing's attitude towards Tanzhou suddenly changed, and he gave a lot of money, food and weapons.
Nowadays, He Lianrong recruits warriors and practices hard every day.
It is said that he once told his subordinates that he would march to Chenzhou as soon as his troops had enough food and supplies."
"This is for Ning Xing." Yang Xuan felt that He Lianrong's words were a little weak, "He Lianchun is eagerly waiting for good news from somewhere to boost his morale and add glory to him.
Tanzhou had eaten his money and food, and if he just clung to it, it would be dereliction of duty.
When He Lianrong shouted, he was shouting to him, his face was fierce and his heart was full of tears."
Yang Xuan didn't care at all and pointed to the kitchen, "Go and eat when you're hungry."
Ru'an looked confused and said, "That's it."
Yang Xuan smiled.
Then he went to the backyard.
Behind him, Ru'an's disciple Chen Hua asked: "Master, why don't you go and eat it? It smells so good!"
Ru'an said with a straight face, "Young Master hasn't eaten yet, what should you eat?"
Yang Xuan entered the backyard.
"Rich!"
A Liang was standing in the yard, shouting at Fugui.
Fugui had already run up to Yang Xuan, wagging his tail, very happy.
Yang Xuan leaned over and rubbed the top of its head. He raised his head and saw that A Liang had already started to charge.
The little body was swaying and gradually accelerating... but it didn't lose control.
Yang Xuan happily stepped forward and picked up A Liang.
"Aye!"
"Why!"
"Aye!"
"Why!"
The repeater reached outside Director Zhou Ning's room.
The lady in charge was reporting the matter and got up to leave.
Yang Xuan went in with his son in his arms.
Ah Liang shouted: "Aniang!"
Zhou Ning put down the booklet in his hand, "Hey!"
Yang Xuan put the child down and saw him turning around and shouting: "Fugui, Fugui!"
Fugui still couldn't get in, so the bonus outside the door helped him, and then, one person and one dog started playing together.
"You're anxious."
Yang Xuan sat down.
The couple sat across a eucalyptus table in relative silence.
Yan Xiao brought tea in and said, "Bao Dong is here. He said he was looking for his second brother to have a drink."
"Um!"
Resign with a smile.
The sound of A Liang and Fu Gui playing could be heard in the room.
Yang Xuan said: "After knowing my identity, you are worried about A Liang's future. You have read a lot of books, and you must have thought of the battles between countless dynasties and royal families.
There are no fathers and sons in the Tian family, and for the sake of power, tragedies of father and son killing each other are often staged. So you are worried."
Zhou Ning was silent.
"I am saying now that I will definitely not become a power monster in the future, but no one believes me.
But I can say that life is not long, but it is also long.
I hope that when I go home, my family will be waiting for me, and I will have people to greet me, instead of..."
Yang Xuan held his voice and said sharply: "Your Majesty, whose sign is your Majesty turning over tonight? Your Majesty, go to hell!"
Zhou Ning chuckled.
Yang Xuan also smiled, "Power is very charming, but for me, there is something even more fascinating. That is family and affection."
Yang Xuan got up and went out.
Yi Niang appears.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Yang Xuan said warmly.
The husband and wife had an argument last night, and everyone in the backyard probably knew about it.
No one dared to come and ask, except Yi Niang.
Yi Niang nodded and entered the room.
"You are here."
Zhou Ning asked someone to bring tea.
Yi Niang sat down and watched A Liang and Fu Gui play kindly, "Lang Jun has been fostered by Yang Lue in Xiaohe Village since he was a child. Although the couple takes care of his food and drink, they don't feel a trace of warmth on weekdays."
"Yeah!" Zhou Ning knew this.
"When Lang Jun was ten years old, Yang Lue was tracked down by the masters of the mirror. He chased him all the way and was severely wounded. He had to escape to the Southern Zhou Dynasty.
Immediately, Lang Jun was abused by the Yang family.
Madam, think about how desperate it is for a ten-year-old child to be forced to go hunting in the mountains in order to survive.
I later learned that when Lang Jun went into the mountains for the first time, he was carrying a horizontal sword and a big bow on his back. Because of his short stature, the horizontal sword dragged on the ground, so he dragged it all the way."
Yi Niang's eyes were filled with water, "The villagers said that Lang Jun cried all the way and looked back all the time, just thinking that the Yang family would come out and call him back.
But he kept waiting and waiting! Walking and walking! Until he reached the place where Xiaohe Village could no longer be seen, he still didn't wait for that call, nor did he wait for a trace of warmth."
Zhou Ning was silent.
"The villagers said that since then, they have never seen Lang Jun cry again."
Yi Niang stood up and said, "Even so, later, when Lang Jun knew his identity, he still refused to punish the Yang family. Why?"
