A casual word from a superior person may bring disaster to one group, or it may bring benefits to another group.
By seizing Neizhou, Yang Xuan saw that he could protect the interior of Northern Xinjiang and drive a wedge into Northern Liao.
He saw the man kowtowing and the baby girl looking at him in astonishment, and couldn't help but think of his pregnant wife at home.
But he had to go to the Jiedushi Mansion first and tell Liu Qing and others about the situation of the trip, and the next tasks had to be broken down.
"Sure enough, destiny is in our northern territory!"
After hearing the story of the battle, Lao Liu couldn't help but blurt out, and then felt himself drifting off, so he explained: "I drank too much yesterday and I'm still hungover."
"It looks like it's going to snow, so the immigrants need to hurry up. If it snows heavily, we'll stop. If it stops snowing, we'll start. But we need to be safe along the way, and don't let the immigrants die of cold or hunger."
This is the general outline. Yang Guogong has taken over this general outline, and Liu Qing and others will naturally do the rest.
"We don't have much else, and we have a lot of big cars. Let's use big cars to pull us there." Liu Qinghao said angrily, "By taking Neizhou, we can open up a lot more wasteland next year. We can only haul food. We will eat and drink well along the way.
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Yang Xuan immediately slipped away.
After returning home, Wang Laoer took off his cigarette and ran to the backyard, shouting as he ran: "Yiniang! Yiniang!"
This kid was carrying a big baggage and looked heavy. Yang Xuan asked, "What did the second son buy... and collect?"
The old thief said: "After breaking through Jinshan City, a large family resisted. The second brother led his people to break into the house and found a lot of good things. Breaking through Chengyang City..."
"alright!"
Yang Xuan interrupted him.
Private looting is not allowed after the city is broken. Of course, Yang Xuan does not think this rule can restrain everyone, and it is impossible for him to arrange a supervisor next to every soldier.
Therefore, unless something happened or he was seen on the spot, he could only turn a blind eye.
A siege battle ended with many casualties.
Colleagues are like brothers. When the brothers are gone, the anger will have to find a place to vent after the city is broken.
Therefore, after the city was broken, the generals also turned a blind eye to the occasional killings by their subordinates.
Wang Laoer burst into the backyard with a puff of smoke.
Zhou Ning was waiting with his family.
"Yiniang!"
Wang Laoer put down the baggage and said, "I brought you a lot of things. This is silk and satin. This is..."
Yi Niang looked at those... things that she knew were looted at a glance, her eyes were gentle and she said, "Okay."
A servant girl whispered: "I'm afraid these are..."
"shut up!"
Aunt Guan stopped her softly and gave her a cold look.
"Mr. Lang is here."
The maid was startled, then twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, "I told you not to open the door!"
"Aye!"
When A Liang saw his father, he puffed out his smoke and rushed over.
Yang Xuan picked him up with one hand and rubbed Fugui's head with the other hand. Seeing the swordsman standing proudly beside him, he smiled and patted his back.
The swordsman let out a low whistle, flicked his tail, and followed in annoyance.
"Congratulations to your husband on your triumphant return."
Zhou Ning curled up slightly, and as soon as he made a move, he was supported by Yang Xuan.
"With a child in your belly, you don't need to bow when you see the emperor."
Yang Xuan smiled.
"Is this trip going well?"
"No big deal."
"That's good."
"Is there something wrong with your health?"
"No, this child is quite quiet."
"Probably a girl."
"Daughter..."
"With A Liang in front, it's not bad that the second child is a girl."
"Too."
Zhou Qin wrote frequently. When it came to children, he said that it would be best to have two sons as a foundation, and three would be even better.
For a noble man, there are never too many sons.
"Aweng said he would have more children." Zhou Ning asked tentatively: "How many children does Zitai want?"
The more sons of the emperor, the better.
When there are fewer sons, the officials will be worried and even suggest that the emperor choose more beauties to enter the palace and leave the political affairs to us.
You!
For the sake of the Tang Dynasty, go back to the harem and be a hard-working little bee!
"Too much is not good."
Yang Xuan couldn't tell how many children he would have in the future, but he still gave an attitude.
"Is too much bad?"
Zhou Ning felt that he was a little dizzy, "Why is it bad?"
Not to mention emperors, even ordinary people hope to have many children.
"Look, now we only have one child, Liang, but I often go out to fight, and I don't come back to take him for a long time. The relationship between father and son... to be honest, is a bit dull. If there were too many children, I would be able to take care of him every day.
Take a look, give him a few words of instruction, and then drive him away."
"Many families are like this." Zhou Ning said: "Mainly... the legitimate son."
Most of the aristocratic families, powerful clansmen, including the powerful, have multiple legitimate sons.
Why value the legitimate son?
Not just because of the rules, but also for another reason.
Marriage must be from a well-matched family, and a powerful wife must come from a powerful family.
In this way, the legitimate son will naturally have a powerful family as a backing.
This is a natural advantage.
"I know."
His wife's subtle hint made Yang Xuan smile.
The children I gave birth to were legitimate children, and the children born to other women were bastards.
The rules are there, I don’t care about the rest.
This is the bottom line.
It is also a statement.
Zhou Qin’s letter mentioned the issue of concubinage again.
——Zitai's prestige is increasing day by day, and even the emperor has to be a little afraid of him. In this way, it is not appropriate to have only one woman!
Someone in Chang'an has made up a story, and the protagonist of the story is Zhou.
——Zhou's daughter relied on her natal family's power to force her husband not to take a concubine.
After coming out of the shower, Zhou Ning had already prepared meals.
"I'm really hungry."
There was mutton soup in the small clay pot, which was placed on the charcoal stove and boiling slightly.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan moved his index finger and picked up a piece of cake, a bite of meat, a bite of cake, and a piece of pickle...
I wouldn’t change it for a god!
He ate so much that the two maids who served him secretly swallowed his saliva.
Zhou Ning covered her belly and said, "I ate too little for breakfast."
Yang Xuan brought her a bowl of soup, "Don't eat the meat."
After eating, Yang Xuan put the kuaizi down and said, "You can talk about something."
Zhou Ning put down the bowl, "Over in Chang'an, someone at home asked if there is a shortage of manpower here in Northern Xinjiang."
Yang Xuan squinted, "How did you answer?"
"I said it's lacking, but when it comes, you have to start from the bottom."
Zhou Ning said calmly.
Yang Xuan looked at her, "People say that you should marry a virtuous wife. An Ning, you are my virtuous wife."
Zhou Ning smiled warmly, helped the Dai wear his glasses, "Back then, you were in a difficult situation in Northern Xinjiang, and no one cared about it. Now, as the governor of Qin, you have made Northern Liao dare not peep south. No, this has attracted people's attention.
Yes. I wrote a letter to Aye and said something..."
She looked at Yang Xuan and said, "We share joys and sorrows. People who can join hands when the road is rough should naturally be reused. When life is good, if you want to find a future, you can also use it. However, naturally you have to be more distant."
The Yang Xuan Group needs talents, and the Zhou family is one of its own, so naturally they will not refuse.
However, those who stand together in difficult times can be reused.
Otherwise, who will help you?
Those who only think about picking up bargains, whether it is promotion or closeness, are completely different from the former.
"That way, I feel relieved."
"Am I involved in politics?" Zhou Ning asked with a playful eyebrow raised.
"You are my wife, your words are my words!"
Yang Xuan naturally held her slightly chubby hand.
It's not easy for him to interfere in such matters. It would be great if Zhou Ning could give Zhou's side a warning.
People say that marriage is the second reincarnation. If you find someone with the same interests, you will hit the jackpot.
"God is not kind to me!"
Yang Xuan smiled.
"Aye's letter implicitly asked me to stop interfering in your affairs. I said that Zitai never cares about me."
Zhou Ning smiled happily.
What couples rely on is not rules, but mutual understanding.
When you think about the other person, your words and deeds will naturally come from the other person's perspective.
"By the way, He Lianyan is now in charge of the Imperial Guard. Last time I saw her, she looked majestic and a little ruthless. I think a woman would not want to do such dark things. Zitai is fine, so I will go anyway.
Look at her."
Zhou Ning let go of his hand, covered his mouth and yawned, "I feel sleepy after eating. I want to take a nap. Don't let A-Liang disturb me."
Yang Xuan smiled, "Okay."
Zhou Ning is his head wife. If he only dotes on his head wife, the outside world will inevitably say that Zhou Ning is domineering, a lion in the east of the river, or something like that.
He stood up, slipped A Liangti out with one hand, and handed it to Yi Niang, "This kid is a little heavier again."
Yi Niang picked up A Liang and said: "It's not heavy, how can I bear the heavy burden!"
——If it is not heavy, how can it bear the weight of the country?
Yang Xuan smiled when he said this.
Then he pinched his son's cheek.
"ah!"
A Liang yelled filial piety at him.
"The boy has no shortage of courage!"
A person's majesty never comes from appearance, but from status, that is, power.
The child does not know what power is and dares to roar at the lion king.
This is innocence.
Yang Xuan looked at his son and thought about the reason why he was running around like this.
Is it for the fateful revolt, or for what?
He felt, half and half.
Half of it is to retaliate, and half of it is for the people I care about.
There is no one around.
Yang Xuan touched his son's head and said, "From now on, Aye will create a big empire for you!"
…
Helianyan returned home.
"I've met my wife."
After Wang Hua arrived, she consciously took over the position of head of the house. He Lianyan didn't have many servants here, and there were few things to do, so it was very easy to manage.
"Um!"
He Lianyan asked: "Have you prepared hot water?"
"When I heard that the army had made a triumphant return, I ordered them to boil hot water and waited for my wife to come back."
Wang Hua was Helianyan's wet nurse back then, and Helianyan's family was a royal family. Not to mention the bells and cauldrons, the scale was not small. Wang Hua's knowledge and rules were naturally not comparable to those of servants and wives.
Therefore, as soon as he entered the house, Helianyan didn't need to worry about anything, everything was ready.
Lying comfortably in the tub, He Lianyan closed her eyes.
In this battle, Neizhou was captured. Jin Yiwei's contribution was not small. Looking back, it was time to submit a document to ask the boss, Jin Yiwei, whether it was time to expand the scale.
As the first commander of the Jin Yiwei, He Lianyan knew that the scope of her power could not be too large... She had this sense of proportion when she was in Tanzhou.
But the difference is that when she was in Tanzhou, she had to be careful, lest she offend the emperor's uncle and cause disaster.
But in Northern Xinjiang, she only needs to do her job well, and there is no need to worry about other things.
What do people do when they live?
Isn’t it just to experience the world easily?
The simple happiness made her feel as drunk as drinking.
"Knock knock knock!"
Someone knocked on the door.
He Lianyan opened her eyes, "What's the matter?"
A servant girl's voice came, "Madam, the Duke is here."
"knew."
He couldn't continue taking a bath. After washing himself, He Lianyan stood up and dressed.
When he opened the door and went out, he saw Yang Xuan talking to Wang Hua.
"...Ningxing's dignitaries were originally fond of hunting, but later they became interested in horse racing and banquets..."
To those in power, every piece of information has value.
For example, Yang Xuan casually asked Wang Hua about the living habits of Ningxing's powerful people, and then began to judge whether the mentality of the upper class in Northern Liao was still martial or decadent.
Living like this is fulfilling, but very tiring.
Suzaku said, "Thinking about it like this, thinking about it all day long, when you start to worry, you are not far from an anxiety disorder."
"Mr. Lang."
Yang Xuan raised his head when he heard the sound.
Her temples are still moist, her face is soft, her beautiful eyes are moving slightly, and she has a charming aura.
Goblin!
Yang Xuan asked: "Are you still used to living here?"
"This place is close to Lang Jun's house. It's safe and secure. I'm naturally comfortable living here."
Helianyan suddenly smiled and said, "I haven't invited Mr. Lang in yet."
Yang Xuan followed her in, but entered the study.
Wang Hua went to make tea and was about to hand it to Yang Xuan when He Lianyan stood up and said, "I'll do it."
She took the tea, put it on the table, and even opened it to take a look.
Isn't this a maid... Wang Hua lowered her head.
Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said, "Don't be too busy on weekdays."
"Yeah!" He Lianyan took the plate of preserved fruit from the maid and said with a smile, "I guess you don't like this!"
"Eat it occasionally."
This stuff was so sweet that Yang Xuan stopped after eating a piece, but He Lianyan kept eating.
"Commander."
Jielong came and saw Yang Xuan was there, so he quickly saluted.
"What's the matter?"
This was the first time Yang Xuan came to his home. He Lianyan wanted to have a nice chat with him, but unexpectedly, business matters came up.
She glanced at Yang Xuan secretly, saw that his expression was calm, and took the document.
After taking a look, He Lianyan raised his head. "Lang Jun, it's news from Beiliao."
She handed over the document, and Yang Xuan shook his head, "I won't read it, just tell me."
This is a kind of trust.
He Lianyan smiled sweetly...she thought it was a sweet smile, but Duke Yang coughed dryly and moved his sitting position.
"Over at Ningxing, the emperor often takes the prince to teach him. There are rumors that the emperor knows that his fate will not be long, so he is looking for a lonely and important minister."
"Even if He Lianchun is going to do it, it won't be so obvious. This is clearly fishing!" Yang Xuan picked up a piece of preserved fruit and put it into his mouth, tasting it slowly.
He Lianyan's eyes flashed, "The Duke was right. Then the Eagle Guards went out, captured dozens of people, and exiled them all to the bitter cold land in the north."
Yang Xuan shook his head, "This is a move to establish authority, but it's a bit small."
"pattern?"
"right!"
He Lianyan secretly smacked his tongue, and after thinking about it, he made a joke. "Lang Jun's style is much better than his."
Yang Xuan was silent.
He Lianyan continued: "Recently, several young and talented civil servants from Lin Ya's side held some poetry party and invited the eldest princess to go, but they were rejected."
"Chang Ling and Lin Ya are supposed to have a mortal feud, but He Lianchun's suspicion pushed Chang Ling out. Lin Ya was testing this."
There is no eternal hatred, only eternal interests.
"The eldest princess is inseparable from the emperor. She is independent of the emperor and Lin Ya. She even has tens of thousands of troops in her hands, as well as the late emperor's ministers... Lang Jun, she can't help herself."
These forces will push Changling forward, and she cannot refuse!
"It's not a bad thing to let her play."
"This time Lang Jun takes Neizhou, Ning Xing is afraid that he will be shocked again."
"Shock it." Yang Xuan looked at He Lianyan, "What are you worried about?"
Helianyan smiled charmingly.
"I'm worried that if the emperor secretly joins forces with Lin Ya, he will first get rid of the eldest princess..."
