Yang Wanli asked with a straight face: "How are the preparations for moving south?"
"Everything is ready!"
A steward of the Yang family replied: "We have prepared a hundred carriages and a convoy of two hundred people. It will take two days to transport the gold and silver from the ancestral home. We can set off the day after tomorrow."
Yang Wanli warned: "For the accompanying doctor, all medicines must be prepared!"
The steward clasped his fists and backed away.
"Ahem!"
Yang Shuo, who was wearing thick clothes and looking pale, came in and couldn't bear to look around: "My Yang family's century-old foundation has been abandoned like this!"
Yang Wanli said: "I have left a branch, and my servants will look after the house. If the deserters can't break through Longtou Pass, we can still come back after they retreat. If the deserters attack, not to mention these houses, even the salt industry will not be able to do so."
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"Salt!"
Yang Shuo narrowed his eyes: "I heard that at the poetry meeting yesterday, the plan to deal with that kid failed again. He also sold three magic weapons and got a lot of gold coins."
boom!
Slapping his hand on the table, Yang Wanli gritted his teeth: "Third uncle, don't worry, that kid has to go back to Fu County, and I won't make it easy for him on the way!"
Yang Shuo snorted coldly: "Let him go back to Fu County?"
Yang Wanli heard the meaning of the words: "Uncle San, what do you mean?"
"You are the reading seed of the Yang family. You don't need to get involved in this kind of thing, so as not to tarnish your reputation!"
Yang Shuo said coldly: "Of course, the third uncle will not participate. After all, we are the commander of the county."
"That?"
"He has sold so much money at the Poetry Club. As long as the news is released, people from all religions in the city will definitely care about him. We don't need to do anything."
...
In the south of the city, the commander's residence, the hall is luxuriously and elegantly decorated!
"Bai...Xiandi!"
Xue Pan sat in the main seat, looked to the right and said: "The big families in the city, county magistrates, and officials are all busy moving south. Why don't you go back?"
Bai Feifei raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Xue Pan, you are the commander, commanding the army at the border. Now King Tu Nan is leading an army of 100,000 people southward, why don't you return to the border to take charge."
"We have Ruan Chenggang at the border. He is a veteran of many battles. Guarding the border will not be a problem!"
Xue Pan clapped his hands: "I personally trained and taught a group of dancers, and I happened to enjoy them with Brother Bai Xian."
Bang bang bang!
A group of dancers entered the stage, someone started playing music, and the gauze danced gracefully.
Xue Pan raised his glass and drank freely, playing to the beat, looking carefree and happy!
Bai Feifei took a look, showing no interest, while the woman in purple had a pretty look on her face.
"You two don't seem interested in this, so I'll prepare another show!"
Xue Pan smiled slightly: "Come here, call the 'Young Marshal' into the house to entertain the distinguished guests with sword dancing!"
Bai Feifei smiled half-heartedly: "But he is the son of Mourinho, the young commander of the Black Armored Army Zeng Jin!"
"right!"
Xue Pan said indifferently: "But now, he is just a banned person. If I want him to dance with the sword, he will dance with the sword. I don't dare to say anything!"