The former Beiyuan King of Bei Liao was actually Lin Ya's undercover!
Because she was ambitious and wanted to betray Lin Ya, Lin Ya asked someone to report her.
He Lianfeng became angry when he heard this. He was like a fool. He was actually Lin Ya's undercover?
I will kill you!
But no evidence was found, so He Lianfeng could only order the Eagle Guards to poison the young man.
Then, Widow Luo was saddled with a scapegoat called Ke Fu.
But what is even more unexpected is that Helianli, the king of the South Academy, is actually Lin Ya's person.
This was He Lianfeng's most important minister. If he hadn't died, He Lianfeng might have been able to make further progress.
And now, Helianli is gradually getting closer to Helianchun.
Tsk tsk!
Yang Xuan said, "This man's political skills are really amazing. It's a pity that his fighting skills are a bit lacking. Otherwise, if the Northern Liao Emperor asked him to do it, he would really be a disaster to our Tang Dynasty."
Widow Luo said: "Lin Ya is said to be moody. When he is angry, he may be happy, and when he is happy, he may be angry."
"This is pretending to be profound." Yang Xuan didn't think this was a great trick. The real superior person has a face - dull and calm.
He always has a calm face no matter what.
This is the real boss.
"Yes." Widow Luo lowered her head, "I'm going to do something."
Yang Xuan noticed that Widow Luo's ears seemed a little red.
Later, he went to take a bath.
Widow Luo serves.
After a busy day, Master Yang, under the service of the maid, took off his clothes and walked into the bathtub.
The potion that has been boiled for two hours smells fragrant, and people will feel particularly comfortable when soaking in it.
Behind him, a widow in a short shirt, Luo, was rubbing his back with a cloth in her hand.
Yang Xuan closed his eyes and placed his hands on the edge of the tub, thinking about the next steps.
The drought continues, but ditches and wells are being dug everywhere. At present, it seems that the situation is still under control.
"Mr. Lang."
Zhang Siniang's voice came from outside.
"Say!" Yang Xuan closed his eyes.
"There is news in the front yard that there is drought not only in northern Xinjiang, but also in the entire northern part of the Tang Dynasty."
"Um!"
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Some people say that Mr. Lang offended God and brought about divine punishment. Now, the lie is self-defeating." Widow Luo said.
This woman... wouldn't have cared about such things in the past.
“Good attitude.”
The boss's praise made Widow Luo work harder, and she almost rubbed the oily skin off her back.
Comfortable!
Yang Xuan leaned on the tub, and Widow Luo leaned over to wipe his chest.
The north is cold, and the output is not as good as the south. If there is a drought, how many refugees will there be this year?
Where can these refugees go?
"Tell me, where can those refugees go?"
Yang Xuan suddenly asked.
Widow Luo almost lay on his shoulder, breathing slightly, "Chang'an."
"There is no food in Chang'an either."
"Then we can only come to Northern Xinjiang."
She glanced sideways at Yang Xuan.
A flash of fire seemed to burst out from his deep eyes.
She couldn't help but panic, her waist was already a little sore, so she stopped immediately.
The shoulder was hit hard and was very elastic.
Yang Xuan's eyes swept over Widow Luo's panic-stricken face, her white neck, and the slight glimpse of spring, and there was something special in her eyes.
"The drought is very serious!" He stretched out his hand.
"Mr. Lang!"
Later, she went out with her things.
Diagonally opposite, Aunt Guan and Yi Niang were standing together, "Looking at her walking posture, Lang Jun still didn't touch her. But that look... was full of spring, why?"
I don’t have a man... Yi Niang put her hands in her sleeves and said calmly: "You have to ask a man about this."
Aunt Guan cooed and took the opportunity to go to the front yard and find her man.
"What, you didn't move but your face looked springy?"
"Um!"
"I told you before! You squirmed and refused."
Aunt Guan spat at him, "So it's those."
She went to see Zhou Ning.
The leopard was lying on the opposite side of the eucalyptus table, with A Liang resting on it and playing with Fu Gui.
Seeing Aunt Guan come in, Leopard glanced sideways at her, and Aunt Guan forced a smile and said, "The swordsman is so good."
Leopard drooped his eyelids, obviously disdainful of her praise.
"Lady."
Zhou Ning was reading a book and when she found out she was pregnant, Yang Xuan told her not to bother her with things at home.
"Um!"
"I'm afraid Widow Luo is unexpectedly close to her husband."
"Accident?"
"Just some..."
…
"The food is still not that good."
On the second day, Yang Xuan convened people to discuss matters.
"Trenches and wells are being dug everywhere. I have also taken a look at the food storage. It should be enough, right?" Liu Qing felt that Yang Xuan was a little dizzy.
Yang Xuan said: "Be prepared and be prepared."
There are some wrinkles on Lao Liu's face, which shows the pressure he has endured this year. "Even so, people are buying everywhere now. If there are more, they will be gone."
"There will be a group from Bei Liao." Yang Xuan negotiated a deal with a group of Bei Liao borers last time.
"That batch of gold and silver..." Liu Qing was angry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"If I had told you earlier, would you agree?"
With northern Xinjiang's grain reserves and water conservancy projects, there will be no problem in weathering the difficulties this year.
If Yang Xuanruo said that the gold and silver were used to buy high-priced grain, Liu Qing could explode on the spot.
"Then what do you mean by not saying it's not enough?"
“There is never too much food.”
Song Zhen added, "The powerful people have tightened their granaries this year and will not sell them."
Liu Qing sneered, "It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, it's still the old method. Be optimistic about the fleet, and if you find that it is transporting grain outside northern Xinjiang, you will take it!"
"They would rather feed the grain to pigs and burn it." Song Zhen's eyes were bleak, "When did the meat-eaters think that the common people were nothing?"
Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and chewed a piece of tea leaf in his mouth. He felt it was tasteless and said, "Bulls and horses!"
He waved, "Map!"
Jiang Heer brought the map over and raised it to the boss's side.
Yang Xuan pointed at Jianshui City, "Jinyiwei came to report that Ningxing was unwilling to send more reinforcements, so Neizhou asked for more food and weapons and prepared to stay there for a long time. Isn't this ready-made food?"
Liu Qing clicked his tongue, "I'm afraid that Ning Xing will be angered. He Lianchun is thinking about establishing his power! If he can use this to make peace with Lin Ya, he can first suppress the border with an army and take revenge on Northern Xinjiang..."
Song Zhen said: "I don't dare to say for sure whether Chang'an will take advantage of the situation and send troops to join forces with Beiliao to attack Northern Xinjiang."
He is a veteran, so what he said now was more like an endorsement.
——If the drought in Northern Xinjiang cannot be alleviated and the Northern Liao army moves south, then Chang'an will definitely send troops northward to attack Northern Xinjiang with Northern Liao.
Han Ji said softly: "That man can do it!"
Yang Xuan said: "So, food is the top priority, Yan'er."
"Here." He Lianyan stepped forward.
Yang Xuan said: "Jin Yiwei wants to inquire about the enemy situation in Neizhou, so be careful."
"yes!"
"Second dick!"
"Who called me?"
Wang Laoer jumped up a bit outside the door. Seeing Yang Xuan's head covered with black lines, he quickly swallowed the dried meat in his mouth and came in.
"The scouts are still scouting Neizhou as usual."
"Oh!" Wang Laoer felt that Lang Jun was talking nonsense.
"Tell Zhen Siwen to be on guard!"
As soon as these words came out, the people in the lobby were shocked.
Yang Xuan put down the water glass and looked at everyone.
"They say it's God who brings disaster, so I'm going to kill a few people to sacrifice to God!"
Everyone was in awe.
Yang Xuan smiled, "I'm just going to do some robbery, no need to worry."
He stood up and went out, and the sound of relaxation came from behind him.
Someone commented, "Just now when the deputy commander smiled and said that people should kill people to sacrifice to heaven, I couldn't help but shudder."
Yang Xuan shook his head, thinking that if he continued to fight like this, when he reached Chang'an, would he regret it when he looked back on his journey?
Killing people filled the fields, building capitals and temples to suppress the aliens, and setting up poles to set rules for the aliens...
The sky is filled with blood.
Will I regret it?
What a shame!
My sword should open the way for the Tang Dynasty!
Create a path to prosperity!
When I got home, I heard A Liang howling.
"Aniang! Aniang!"
Zhou Ning looked angrily at his son rolling all over the floor. He wanted to clean it up, but he couldn't bear it.
Moreover, the swordsman and Fugui were rolling around on both sides of A Liang. A maid wanted to go up and pick up A Liang, but Fugui bared her teeth and threatened her. The swordsman was simpler. He stretched out his claws and glanced at the maid with his green eyes. The maid jumped up in fear.
.
Zhou Ning was angry and came over.
"Get out!"
She grabbed the swordsman by the back of his neck with one hand and threw him outside.
The swordsman's body stretched out in mid-air, and just as he was about to scream and rescue A-Liang, he was caught again, and this time he was thrown onto the roof.
"What is this for?"
Yang Xuan casually threw away the swordsman and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw A Liang being caught by his wife with a miserable look on his face.
"A-Liang wanted to go out to play, but I told him it was too late because the sun was shining brightly. Then he refused and started rolling all over the floor!" Zhou Ning reached out and poked A-Liang on the forehead.
"Aye!" A Liang begged pitifully.
"Should!"
Yang Xuan sat down, and the swordsman's roar came from the rooftop, and in an instant it turned into a lazy snoring.
"I'm going out in the next few days."
"where?"
"Jianshui City."
"oh!"
The couple was as relaxed as discussing where Yang Xuan was going for an outing.
"By the way, Aye sent a letter saying that the woman who belongs to King Wei is not far away from giving birth."
"Yeah?"
Yang Xuan actually forgot about this and said, "Ask someone to send you some gifts. I hope it's a daughter!"
Zhou Ning knew what he meant, "My daughter can help King Wei temporarily avoid the whirlpool, but the false emperor wants to use her as a target, and Yang Songcheng and others are also willing to use him to fight against the false emperor, so it's the same."
"Do you think he is pitiful?" Yang Xuan asked.
Zhou Ning said: "Concubine Shu was often bullied in the palace. When she was a child, King Wei began to fight for his mother and son. To be honest, the children of the royal family... Aweng said at the beginning that it would be good to reincarnate anywhere, just don't join the royal family.
"
"Many times, you can't help yourself."
Yang Xuan knew that King Wei did not have much ambition, but the current situation drove him to fight for it.
"There is news from southern Xinjiang."
"I don't do foreign affairs."
"I just said it casually."
"Then tell me! I didn't listen."
"The false emperor made Shi Zhong the Duke of Tang."
"Is this to put Shi Zhongtang and Zhang Chumao on an equal footing? The pseudo-emperor wants to control southern Xinjiang?"
"Yes, but Yang Songcheng will not give up."
Zhou Ning suddenly laughed and helped Dai to wear his glasses, "Zitai, actually Chang'an started fighting among itself without you taking action."
"That's the center of power and the whirlpool."
Yang Xuan was very satisfied with the result.
He looked at Zhou Ning's belly and said, "Be careful at home. If it's not appropriate... just look for Yi Niang."
"I know."
Zhou Ning knew that her husband was hinting to her in a subtle way: If there is an emergency, the only person you can rely on and trust unconditionally in the backyard is Yi Niang.
Zhou Ning suddenly said: "Yiniang watched you being born, and she also watched A Liang's birth. I think if A Liang's child was born, she would be there too..."
Yang Xuan smiled, and then said seriously: "A Ning."
"Um!"
"Yiniang is family."
Zhou Ning raised his eyes, "Yeah! I understand."
On the roof, the swordsman lay lazily, looking at Yi Niang standing diagonally opposite under the eaves, calling out in a low voice.
Yi Niang raised her head and glanced at it.
The swordsman shrank his neck.
…
The army moves out.
"Actually, I would rather sweep through Neizhou in one go."
The endless fields were bathed in the sunshine, and Yang Xuan rode his horse slowly.
The sunlight shone on his body, making him look like he was covered in golden armor.
"I captured Nangui City and Yanbei City, but Ning Xing still didn't respond, which shows the fierce internal fighting. This is my opportunity in Northern Xinjiang. I seized it and eroded it step by step..."
Han Ji said: "If Ning Xing makes a big attack..."
"Old Han, have you ever heard of the story about boiling a frog in warm water?"
Yang Xuan himself tested it. If the frog is thrown into the clay pot, it will croak and run away, let alone wait for the water to boil.
However, the story is a good story.
"Never."
"The frog is good at jumping. Put it in cold water and it feels comfortable. A fire is lit below and the water heats up little by little. The frog adapts step by step and feels very comfortable. When it finds that the water is boiling hot, it wants to jump.
I came out but it was too late."
"Is this death from happiness?" Han Ji keenly extracted the elements from it.
"Yes. Beiliao is the frog, and I am the one who lit the fire!"
Yang Xuan squinted and looked ahead, "Second brother!"
"exist!"
"You lead the attack and take the lead!"
"Take your orders!"
…
Jianshui City.
Xiao Daqiu is a cautious person. Even though he was humiliated by Yang Xuan with hundreds of riders last time because of this, he still did not change his original intention.
"Be careful."
Watching the scouts leaving the city, Xiao Daqiu said: "Strictly investigate those who enter the city."
Lieutenant General Mo Yu really couldn't stand his caution, but the high official position was overwhelming, so he could only endure it, "Be careful, those businessmen are complaining."
Xiao Daqiu had a cold face. "Your Majesty gave Jianshui City to me just to guard it. There is no shortage of food in the city, so why are the merchants here? Without them, they will not die!"
He put on a majestic look, and Mo Yu quickly apologized, "Yes, Xiaguan Hutu. However, businessmen can bring more vitality to the city."
Xiao Daqiu looked at him, "What kind of life? Guarding Jianshui City for Your Majesty is life. For this reason, I am willing to go to pieces.
Your thoughts are very dangerous and you are addicted to pleasure. If Yang Gou buys him with money, you may be able to survive?"
Mo Yu knelt down and said, "It's my fault to be a lower-ranking official."
Xiao Daqiu frowned and looked at him, "I said, everything must be done first to defend Jianshui City. Get up."
Mo Yu has no background and cannot afford to offend Xiao Daqiu, "Yes."
Xiao Daqiu pointed to the south and said: "Yang Xuan came last time to harass and coerce. Lin Linzong is just to protect the cultivated land. Attacks should not be carried out for the time being. However, be careful of Zhen Siwen's sneak attack."
You are really a dog... Mo Yu lowered his head, "Yes."
The scout who had just gone out not long ago came back.
Extremely embarrassed.
"Be careful, the Northern Xinjiang Rangers are here again."
Ta-ta-ta!
In the distance, Northern Xinjiang cavalry appeared.
They rode their horses calmly and leisurely.
The distance between each cavalryman is very close, and they spread out densely, forming a huge array.
The cavalry array slowly approached the city.
"It's Mr. Wang!"
Someone at the top of the city looked at the two elders carrying bulging sacks and exclaimed.
"Is this the autumn wind again?" Mo Yu murmured.
"Yang Gou didn't come." A general breathed a sigh of relief.
Puff puff puff!
In the distance, the earth is shaking.
A black line is spreading.
It was so dense that there was no end in sight.
Wang Laoer led his men and horses to get out of the way.
More than a hundred riders came quickly, surrounded by Yang Xuan.
"Draw the sword!"
Choking!
Choking!
Choking!
The sound of drawing swords is endless.
Yang Xuan rushed into the passage.
The cavalrymen raised their swords high and cheered: