Being a disciple of the Jiedushi Mansion is a good career.
Jiedushi was a affable person, and Liu Qing and others were not scornful.
Jiedushi even nodded slightly to the door when he entered.
Who dares to give face to the disciple?
Early in the morning, Liu Qing came.
"I've seen Sima!"
The door salutes.
Liu Qing nodded, "Is Lao Song here?"
Menzi said: "Song Gong has not arrived yet."
"Old guy, haha!"
Liu Qing laughed and went in happily.
Immediately, officials arrived one after another.
When everyone was about to arrive, the big boss arrived.
"I've met the Duke."
The door salutes.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Are you all here?"
Menzi said: "Song Gong has not arrived yet."
Is this...the waist is broken?
Song Zhen was in good health, so Yang Xuan was not worried about his illness.
"I've met the Duke."
"I've met the Duke."
Yang Xuan nodded all the way.
"Song Zhen is probably tired."
Liu Qing had a sigh on his face, "I don't rely on my bones and muscles for strength. At his age, he still goes to the flowers with those young people... ugh!"
Winter is boring and boring. People have little to look forward to, so they squat at home for the winter. If they move less, they will get hungry slower and save money and food.
As the saying goes, rich people are not willing to spend their lives in such a way, so all kinds of parties come into being.
The business of brothels and restaurants is particularly good during this season.
The Yang family also has a restaurant, and it is said that business is surprisingly good.
At first, the Guan Auntie suggested getting into a brothel, but Yang Xuan asked her with a cold face if she would like to be a madam.
Wouldn’t it be nice to be the steward in Yang’s backyard?
Auntie Guan just shut up.
Yang Xuan asked: "Are you ready for the seed money next spring?"
"This time we conquered Neizhou and seized a lot of money and food. Except for leaving some for Zhen Siwen to defend, we got them all back. They will mainly be used for the subsequent immigration and spring plowing."
Liu Qing talked endlessly about these things.
"Real poor people can't afford the seed money when they turn back, and the Jiedushi government won't press them. However, the debt cannot be forgiven...it's just that it lasts for ten or eight years, let's see!"
"It is a rule not to exempt debts, and it is kindness not to rush." Yang Xuan was very satisfied.
"It's Duke Qin who is kind!" Liu Qing said.
"Don't be tired." Yang Xuan felt sorry for the old man, but he couldn't find another elder who could completely reassure him and help him control Northern Xinjiang.
"It's okay, don't worry!" Liu Qing's eyes looked bloodshot, probably because he stayed up late again, "Old Song can help a lot."
He didn't say he was tired, and Yang Xuan didn't say he was looking for helpers.
The two have a tacit understanding like a real father and son.
"No matter how hard Cao Ying endures, she will be able to give you a blow when she comes back."
Yang Xuan could not let go of the old man after all.
"I don't ask anything about Cao Ying, just a word, don't force it." Liu Qing knew the reason why Cao Ying was left in Yanbeicheng by Yang Xuan, so he never gave up hope.
"If Yang Lue can come back..."
Yang Xuan was suddenly startled and laughed at himself: "I haven't thought of him for a long time."
"You are still young." Liu Qing said with a smile: "Young people are always full of vigor and everything is looking forward. But old people, such as me, like to think and have someone to care about, otherwise their hearts will be empty.
, I feel that this world is boring and tasteless.”
Yang Xuan couldn't help but smile, "I'll go to Duke Song's house to have a look."
Liu Qing suddenly laughed, "Be careful of getting slapped."
"Won't!"
Watching him go out, an official smiled and said, "Sima is worried about his children and grandchildren, right?"
Liu Qing was silent.
He followed Yang Xuan out with his eyes.
He said softly: "You are the one I care about! Zitai!"
In Neizhou, the situation in the north changed suddenly.
Bei Liao will be alert and will no longer regard Bei Xinjiang as an opponent that can be put aside for the time being.
The same is true for Chang'an. Li Mi and others will be alert and worried that Northern Xinjiang will become a behemoth.
Northern Xinjiang will become the center of the storm.
This wind is rising!
Never stop again.
Yang Xuan left the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, and the disciple had a knowing smile on his face.
The Duke is going to care for the people again.
This excuse is tried and tested, and neither Liu Qing nor Song Zhen can refute it.
"I have some sympathy for Liu Qing and feel that he is your slave."
When he saw Song Zhen, he was practicing swordsmanship in high spirits.
"That's what you said."
Yang Xuan was very polite.
"Why don't you refute?" Song Zhen put away the knife and panted, but quickly suppressed it.
"Whatever you say is what it is."
"These words sound familiar to me... Isn't this what you used to say when Old Liu got angry?"
Song Zhen looked at him and suddenly laughed.
"Haha! I am also your slave!"
Boss Yang traveled all over the world, and the two old men who were supposed to travel all over the world and enjoy the fun of old age were firmly detained in the Jiedushi's mansion, working as cows and horses for him.
"Looking at what you said, isn't this for a common goal and working together?"
Yang Xuan went to get himself a cup of tea, but before he could drink it, Song Zhen snatched it away.
Take a sip of tea and take a deep breath of the cold air that stings your lungs.
"It's good to be alive."
Song Zhen entered the study with him.
The burning charcoal basin was brought in, and the room gradually became warmer.
"Many people can't afford to burn it," Song Zhen said.
"Our mission is to try our best to keep more people fed and clothed."
This is Yang Xuan's goal.
He had seen heating in another world...electricity!
He also wanted to go over and think about it, so he asked Suzaku how long it would take.
——When you take control of the Tang Dynasty, remember to tell your children and grandchildren that you will continue to follow this path for about two hundred years!
He sneered, and Suzaku listed the industries that were needed, and then listed how many types of industries were needed, and how many engineers, how many trained workers, and how many generations of climbers were needed for these types of industries...
Let’s do school first!
After teaching for decades, you can reach the peak of science and technology.
grass!
Yang Xuan only used this word to express his feelings.
——You still have to let the world gradually adapt to technology.
Otherwise, either you will burn them to death, or they will burn you to death!
"yes!"
Song Zhen's face has a few faint scars, which are the achievements of the eventful years.
"On this day, I'm worried that I won't be able to see it."
"Why did Mr. Song say this?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
Song Zhen said: "When I saw Neizhou, I was very happy. But after the joy, I had to fall into worry."
"You say."
Yang Xuan smiled.
Song Zhen sighed, "In Neizhou, the situation in Northern Xinjiang has never been better. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat. As for Northern Liao, it has become defensive. Zitai, do you know what you have done?"
What? After Emperor Wu, this is the first time that the Tang Dynasty reversed the situation in the north."
"Do you think I should do this?"
"Yes! But you made Beiliao and Chang'an feel threatened at the same time!" Song Zhen looked at the young man, "I once said, don't worry, wait until His Majesty is older. When people are old, they don't want to go through trouble, so take action now
, he can only watch and choose to compromise."
This is genuine care!
Yang Xuan said: "But there are many things that time does not wait for me."
"What are you worried about?" Song Zhen asked.
Yang Xuan said: "The emperor is gradually dying, and the nobles of the aristocratic family are eyeing him. Yang Songcheng, as the head of the Yang family in Yingchuan, supports the queen's legitimate son... Song Gong, what does this situation remind you of?"
"Powerful minister, the country is in turmoil!" Song Zhen looked solemn, "It's not your turn to worry about this for the time being. What you have to do is to be optimistic about Northern Xinjiang and keep an eye on Northern Liao. As for the changes in Chang'an..."
"Let it change?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
Song Zhen was silent.
Later, he took a sip of tea and said, "By then, you will probably become the uncrowned king who is powerful in the north. At that time, if you stamp your feet, Chang'an will tremble. If you interfere in the ups and downs..."
Yang Xuan looked at him, "Are you worried that I will send troops to Guanzhong, use force to intimidate the noble families, and then threaten the emperor to rule the world?"
"Actually, I feel that letting you take charge of the government is not a bad thing for the Central Plains."
"But do you think I will change my dynasty under the temptation of power?"
"You can think of this, I'm... very pleased."
"You have lost faith in me."
"People's hearts can change, Zitai." Song Zhen sighed, "How many people have sincerely wanted to serve the Tang Dynasty and swore to be loyal to the emperor. But time has changed, and when I see them again, they are full of loyalty.
My heart is full of wealth.
You are in a high position, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a local emperor. No one is supervising you, no one... Do you know why I am willing to stay? "
"In order to watch me and prevent me from becoming a traitor?" Yang Xuan said with a smile.
Song Zhen shook his head and looked at him, "I'm afraid of you. I'm defeated!"
Yang Xuan was shocked, "You..."
Song Zhen said: "I have been in Chang'an for many years. In the Ministry of War, I saw how the military system was declining step by step. I saw the harm of the recruitment system, and I saw the world sinking step by step...
But there is nothing I can do.
I was so flustered! Later, I heard about Northern Xinjiang at home and heard about you. They said that in Northern Xinjiang, the Tang Dynasty was still ambitious and prosperous, so I came."
"I am worried that you have taken the wrong path and that Datang has lost you, an ambitious young man."
"The emperor of Chang'an huddles in the pear garden all day long, like a turtle in a brothel."
Well!
Yang Xuan said seriously: "Are you serious about what you said?"
"He is a turtle man!" Song Zhen sneered, "He could choose from all the beauties in the world, but he chose his own daughter-in-law. This is not because of beauty, but because this person has a twisted mentality and regards the world as his own.
Use your own toy to do whatever you want."
"I think he is a pervert."
"Pervert... is a good word." Song Zhen nodded in agreement, "The emperor hid in the palace and played tricks on others, without paying any attention to the country.
Yang Songcheng and others are powerful. If the emperor upholds his integrity, his ministers will naturally help him with all their strength. But he...
I returned home from my official career, seemingly helpless, but in fact, I am just desperate. Out of sight is out of mind."
"Do you think this situation can be saved?"
Song Zhen shook his head, "This situation is so complicated, and the forces involved behind it are so huge that it makes me shiver down my spine. The only way to save it is..."
"Break and then stand!" Yang Xuan said.
"You!" Song Zhen suddenly smiled bitterly, "Yes! Only by completely overthrowing this mess and erecting it again will the Tang Dynasty be able to survive. And when I look at this world, the only one with hope is you!"
"I think so too." Yang Xuan smiled.
Song Zhen sighed, "But if you take action, then... when you can force Chang'an to obey your will, the civil and military forces in Northern Xinjiang will become ambitious.
Zitai, when that time comes, you have no choice but to refuse.
The founding emperor of the Southern Zhou Dynasty wore a yellow robe. Although it was a bit of a show, the people under his command cheered for him, which showed that people's support was against him."
At the beginning, the founding emperor of the Southern Zhou Dynasty was a general and intimidated the world. He made a triumphal journey and set up camp not far from the capital. In the middle of the night, the soldiers gathered around him as emperor, wearing yellow robes and shouting "Long Live the Mountain".
Then the army entered the capital, and the matter was settled.
"This is a dead end." Song Zhen said: "If the emperor does something good, there is still a glimmer of hope. But at the moment, the only one who can inherit the throne is the King of Yue.
The old man of the King of Yue also knew something about it. He seemed gentle and elegant, but in fact he was full of intrigues.
If he ascends the throne, he will inevitably be controlled by Yang Songcheng. By then, Datang will have no chance of rising."
"But at least I can survive for a hundred years."
"Staying alive, how is that different from death?"
"So, what do you think, what if someone else takes the throne?" Yang Xuan asked.
"King Wei?" Song Zhen smiled, "I know you are on good terms with King Wei, but that is Chang'an, not Northern Xinjiang.
If the emperor is not right, Yang Songcheng and others join forces, and King Wei is alone, how can he inherit the throne?
Don't say you want to intimidate me, right? Zitai, if you are like this, King Wei won't be grateful to you even if he ascends the throne."
The emperor, the most powerful!
I will remember whoever supports me to ascend the throne, and I will look for an opportunity in the future to kill his three clans!
"No, I'm not talking about King Wei." Yang Xuan held the tea cup.
Song Zhen was startled, "King Jing? King Jing has no background behind him. Ascension to the throne will only make him a plaything for the officials."
He looked up with a smile and saw Yang Xuan shaking his head.
Song Zhen felt his heart suddenly fall to the bottom.
"Zitai, you..."
Yang Xuan nodded.
Song Zhen stood up suddenly, "You want to rebel?"
"Have you forgotten my oath?"
Yang Xuan's oath was well known to everyone in the upper echelons of Northern Xinjiang.
——Be loyal to the Tang Dynasty in this life!
Song Zhen felt relieved, "I'm old, don't joke."
"I know, so I'm speaking slowly."
Once he said it, he was worried that Song Zhen would have a heart attack or something.
"Then who are you talking about?"
Song Zhen thought about it over and over, but couldn't think of that person.
"How do you feel about the princes today?" Yang Xuan asked.
Song Zhen thought for a while and said, "It goes without saying now. The King of Yue said before that after he ascends the throne, he is most likely to become a puppet.
Secondly, King Wei is too weak to fight with Yang Songcheng and others. After he ascends the throne, he will fall into a quagmire and be unable to extricate himself. As for King Jing, it is of no importance."
"What if the filial piety to the emperor is still there?"
Song Zhen smiled, "If the filial emperor is still there, why would the Tang Dynasty be like this?"
"How would you feel if his children and grandchildren succeeded him?"
"So you want to recommend King Zhen or King Yong as the emperor?" Song Zhen sighed, "It is a pity to respect the emperor. Although I feel sorry for him, the two former princes are also weak in power. If they ascend the throne, they will only become the puppets of others.
.Absolutely not!”
"Then what do you think..." Yang Xuan pointed at himself and asked with a smile: "How do I do?"
Instant.
Countless past events flashed through my mind.
The discoveries that I once doubted correspond to each other one by one.
"Your last name..."
"My surname is Li, Li Xuan!"
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