In the city of Bianjing in late summer, the warm breeze makes tourists drunk.
Yang Lue and several brothers were in the city.
There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, and there were too many cars and horses blocking the middle passage.
The shops on both sides were bustling with people shouting and bargaining.
"If we say the most lively place in the world, it must be here." He Cong said with some longing: "The letter from Lang Jun also wrote quite well about the current Taoxian County. I wish I could fly over and have a look.
"
Yang Lue was not interested in this. "When I found someone later, I lost all my ferocious energy."
He Cong smiled and said: "Where does the fierceness come from?"
"When I was staying at Niilu, the guys told me that your whole body is filled with the smell of blood." Yang Lue scolded, "Put them all away."
"That guy has a good nose." He Cong said with a smile.
"People in the car, boat, shop, and other industries have a pair of eyes that recognize people, otherwise they won't be able to do it for a long time."
The group first found a family to stay at, and Yang Lue ordered He Cong to inquire about the news.
He Cong searched all the way outside the official department. The disciple looked at him coldly, "Who are you looking for?"
"Master Zhang." He Cong said with a smile.
"No!" Menzi stopped looking at him.
He Cong grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile: "Please send a message and tell me when Yang Jin will be able to handle it."
"Let go!" Menzi's face was cold, but suddenly there was a smile on his face, "Wait!"
"Trouble."
He Cong smiled.
Menzi went in and weighed the weight in his cuffs, "He is a generous man!"
Just as he grabbed the cuff, He Cong threw a piece of silver into it.
Menzi lowered his hand, and the silver slipped from his palm.
After a quick glance, he walked a little faster.
Do things with conscience.
How much money do we give, how many things can we do?
When they arrived outside Chief Zhang's duty room, the doorman said respectfully: "Mr. Zhang, someone has come outside to ask when Yang Jin's matter will be handled."
The slightly fat Chief Zhang raised his head and said majestically: "I'm busy today and I don't have time."
"yes!"
Menzi went back and said, "You are unlucky, Master Zhang is not free today. But..." Menzi's conscience broke out again, "Master Zhang likes the spring fragrance of Mingyue Tower the most."
"Thank you."
He Cong returned to the reverse journey.
"I gave him 5,000 yuan last time, and I said there would be more follow-up. He said he was unavailable, and he was trying to sell things off. He wanted to do a private transaction by the way." Yang Lue said, "Go to the Yamen again and wait for him to come out.
He approached me on the pretext of delivering a message, saying that I was waiting for him at Mingyue Tower."
"Countless!"
Yang Lue stood in front of the window, looking outside with his hands behind his hands, "The situation at Lang Jun is very good, I'm afraid Beiliao won't be able to hold on."
"To be honest, brothers, I thought that the young master said it would take more than ten years to suppress Bei Liao, but I didn't expect it!" He Cong sighed: "I see, this is God's will."
"God's will?" Yang Lue turned around and said, "Those old men taught Lang Jun how to read, and he progressed very quickly. I was very happy, thinking that Lang Jun was gifted. Who knew that I went to visit Lang Jun one night, and saw him in the moonlight?
I read it in a low voice and was so engrossed that I didn’t even notice that I was walking behind me.”
"Tenacity!" He Cong praised: "As good as your Majesty."
When it comes to honoring the emperor, Yang Lue looked stern and said solemnly: "Your Majesty knew that the road ahead was difficult, but he never looked back. Lang Jun inherited your Majesty's tenacity. This is not only God's will, but also a blood inheritance."
He Cong nodded, "This is the blood of the true dragon. The one in Chang'an City is really an old dog!"
"Is he worthy of being an emperor?" Yang Lue sneered, "All the famous generals in Bei Liao were beaten by Lang Jun, and then he captured Ningxing and Bei Liao, and they were no longer a threat."
"The tiger is eyeing Guanzhong!" He Cong's blood boiled.
"No, it's the dragon returning to Guanzhong!" Yang Lue said.
"General, by then, we will be able to reunite with Mr. Lang!"
"When Lang Jun raises troops and becomes the puppet emperor, he will inevitably mobilize the Southern Xinjiang Army to help. At that time, we will send troops to contain it. It is best to lure the Southern Xinjiang Army to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty."
This was Yang Lue's plan. For this, he planned for half a year, opened a way, and planned a way for himself.
The position of county magistrate.
On this trip, he came to the Ministry of Civil Affairs to be reviewed.
If you don't pass the test, where will you come from?
The core is Chief Zhang.
Off to the Yamen.
Chief Zhang's majestic face appeared at the gate of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and He Cong rushed to greet him.
"I've met Mr. Zhang."
Manager Zhang said with a cold face, "You are."
Damn!
Isn’t it the money I gave you last time?
He Cong smiled and said: "Little man He Cong! He Cong was the one who sent a letter to Chief Zhang last time."
"Oh!" Mr. Zhang covered his forehead, "What are you doing here?"
"No, there is a letter from the principal!" He Cong took out a letter and handed it over, and whispered: "My husband is waiting for the principal at Mingyue Tower."
After saying that, He Cong handed over and left.
At this time, don't think about whether he will come. If he doesn't want to come, you can't invite him.
As for the enthusiastic Zhang Zhang, this person looks majestic, but your enthusiasm in public will only make him feel embarrassed.
Director Zhang received the letter and led the horse slowly.
Later in the evening, he went home first, changed into civilian clothes, and said to his wife: "I have made an appointment with someone to discuss something."
"Don't work too hard," my wife advised. "I'll buy some good decoction later, and my husband will also take supplements."
Director Zhang went out and walked around a few times, and finally appeared outside Mingyue Tower.
At the beginning of the founding of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the emperor had a rule that officials and generals were not allowed to enter brothels.
But the subsequent drinking and the release of military power made the generals depressed. Not to mention going to brothels, there were also many who made brothels their home.
This ban will then be repealed.
However, Chief Zhang is usually known for his majesty. When he comes to places like this, he is in plainclothes and uses a false identity.
"Wang Langjun!" The old bustard ushered him in happily, "Chunxiang has been hired by someone, but I think that person is useless. He will be able to come out in a quarter of an hour at most."
"Wang Langjun!"
Someone on the side called Mr. Zhang, but it was He Cong.
"Um!"
Director Zhang walked over and followed He Cong upstairs.
Arriving outside the room, He Cong opened the door, and Yang Lue stood up and saluted.
Chunxiang, a first-line prostitute in Mingyue Tower, stood up and said with a smile: "Wang Langjun."
"Um!"
Chief Zhang went in.
Then there are spring flowers, snow and moon.
Yang Lue never mentioned his official position until he handed over a certificate before leaving.
Manager Zhang took a look at the certificate from the cash box, and he could go get the money with the certificate.
Ten thousand dollars!
Manager Zhang said calmly: "You come tomorrow."
"yes!"
I worked all night just for this sentence.
On the second day, Yang Lue went to the Ministry of Personnel.
The assessment begins with a face-to-face interview.
If you want to be an official in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, you must first not be too ugly.
Yang Lue has a handsome appearance and is naturally not ugly.
As for age, don’t you see that those gray-haired people are still taking the imperial examinations?
It’s just for the sake of being a master.
After successfully passing the level, the second level is knowledge.
Yang Lueneng taught Yang Xuan, and his knowledge was not a problem. When he was ordered to honor the emperor and take Yang Xuanyuan to escape, it was because of comprehensive consideration of his abilities.
Able in literature and martial arts, he is perfect for teaching children.
Next is Chief Zhang’s place.
"There are currently three vacancies."
Director Zhang said: "One is near Bianjing, so don't even think about it."
"yes!"
If you want to be an official near Bianjing, you can't do it without solid connections behind your back.
"The other place, the price is high." Manager Zhang looked at Yang Lue coldly.
——You have to pay more!
"What about another place?" Yang Lue looked embarrassed, pretending to be in a hurry.
"That place. Jusong County." Chief Zhang tapped the case, "Jusong County is close to the southern border of the Tang Dynasty. You must be aware of the dangers there. Recently, the southern Xinjiang army has frequently crossed the border to plunder, and a county magistrate was killed.
Already."
But according to Yang Lue’s understanding, the county magistrate only fell when he was escaping.
Injured.
Manager Zhang advised him to choose another place.
But you have to pay more.
"Hey!" Yang Lue sighed, "It's Jusong County!"
Poor guy!
It seems that there is no need to maintain this client. Manager Zhang's face became colder and colder.
"It's up to you!"
After leaving the official department, He Cong raised his eyebrows and Yang nodded slightly.
Done!
Manager Zhang wanted to get a long-term customer. Who would have thought that Yang Lue came to Jusong County for a vacancy.
Otherwise, he would have become an official six months ago.
Subsequently, Jusong County ushered in a new county magistrate.
Then, there will be more than ten rides today and several rides tomorrow and the next few days.
"I came to Jusong to protect the country and the people!"
The new county magistrate Yang Jin said to the common people and squires outside the county gate: "For this reason, I should form a rural army to resist those barbarians."
There were many foreign ethnic groups in the southern Xinjiang army, and the Southern Zhou people were the most loyal to orthodoxy, so they were called the Hu army.
"The county magistrate is wise!"
The people cheered and the squire was delighted.
Yang Lue planned to move all his subordinates to Jusong County, practice outside the city, and wait for the opportunity.
But he, as a county magistrate, is not stable either.
"A small official came from above and said that when the new policy comes here, we need to know how to do it."
He Cong also assumed the identity of a minor official and came looking for Magistrate Yang with sweating profusely.
"What do you mean?" Yang Lue asked.
He Cong said: "That person hinted that after the New Deal comes, the opposite must be done."
"The other way around?"
"Just do whatever you can to deceive the people. That person hinted that the more miserable you deceive the people, the more the superiors will appreciate the general."
Damn it!
Even with Yang Lue's determination, he was still stunned.
"Can this still happen?"
Bianjing.
Nian Xu was in a bad mood.
There were thick memorials piled on the desk, but Nian Xu didn't want to read them.
The confidant eunuch Xie Yingong advised: "Your Majesty, let's take a look at it! Otherwise, the ministers outside will say that your Majesty is lazy in politics."
"What are you looking at?" Nian Xu sneered, "It's just that the two sides are impeaching each other, and the human brain is beaten into a dog brain!"
At this point in the implementation of the New Deal, there is obviously a lack of stamina.
"Local officials came to me one after another, saying that the new policies harmed the people, and they regarded me as a fool." Nian Xu glanced at the memorials with disgust, "Don't I know what harms the people and what benefits the people? Many of the new policies can benefit the people.
, but things went wrong when we got down there. I should kill these greedy people!"
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say!" Xie Yingong, who was behind the gate, still changed his face after hearing these words, and said coldly to the servants: "If these words are spread outside, no one present today will be able to escape."
"yes!"
Nian Xu took a deep breath and said, "Ask Sun Shi."
"yes!"
At the beginning, Sun Shi went to court and talked about the shortcomings of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. His sharp words shocked the government and the public.
Nian Xu was also worried about national affairs at that time, and the two hit it off. Nian Xu made Sun Shi take charge of the New Deal and implement reforms.
At that time, Sun Shi was very ambitious.
At that time, Nian Xu was looking forward to it.
But like a newlywed's vision for the future, the New Deal triggered a series of backlash.
Officials, dignitaries, and powerful people whose interests were touched began to fight back.
Just like the contradiction caused by the daily necessities of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea after a wedding, gradually, the original longing turned into boredom.
Xie Yingong sent someone to deliver the message, and when he came back, he brought a letter.
"Whose?" Nian Xu asked.
"Your Majesty, it belongs to the princess."
"Yue'er's?"
Nian Xu opened the letter with a smile on his face.
In his mind, Nian Ziyue mentioned some recent events in Chang'an.
The emperor and Yang Songcheng were cooperating and preparing to deal with Northern Xinjiang. However, the emperor made Liang Jing the right prime minister, eroding Yang Songcheng's power, and undercurrents surged between the two sides.
Nian Xu smiled and said: "How can there be close cooperation? When interests are uneven, it will inevitably lead to
contradiction."
——After the Northern Xinjiang Army defeated Governor Helian, the capital of Northern Liao was left with only Jiangzhou as a barrier. Nian Ziyue told her father that she was not optimistic about Northern Liao.
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse!" Nian Xu shook his head, feeling that his daughter still looked down on Beiliao.
——Northern Xinjiang is becoming more and more rude to Chang'an. It is said that Yang Xuan, the governor of Northern Xinjiang, privately said that Li Mi is an old dog.
"I also called him an old dog, it's not surprising."
The letter from his daughter made Nian Xu feel good.
"Father, Chang'an is getting more and more uneasy. I want to go home."
Nian Xu held the letter in his hand and missed his daughter more and more.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Sun is here." Xie Yingong said softly.
"Oh! Sun Qing!" Nian Xu received the letter and said, "I have a problem."
"Sun Shi's thin face became more angry, "Your Majesty, please tell me."
"Nanyang has something wrong in Chang'an and wants to come back."
When he heard that the conservatives were not responsible for this, Sun Shi felt relieved and said, "Let's change it back!"
"But the prince is weak and it is impossible for the prince to go to Chang'an as a hostage." Nian Xu sighed, "Now that the Northern Liao Dynasty is declining, it is impossible to contain the Tang Dynasty. What can I do?"
"Your Majesty can find a noble clan son in the clan to send to him. The Tang Dynasty should know that keeping a woman in Chang'an is not a long-term solution."
"I'm afraid it won't be allowed!"
Originally, the Southern Zhou Dynasty had the Northern Liao Dynasty as a helping hand, and the proton was more of a gesture of weakness.
But things are different now.
"What happened in Beiliao that he was beaten like this by Yang Xuan!" Nian Xu still couldn't believe that the powerful Beiliao would become like this.
Sun Shi said: "Actually, at this time, protons are not important! Your Majesty!"
Nian Xu covered his forehead and said, "I am confused."
Datang has an unprecedented advantage. Does it matter whether there are protons at this time?
unimportant!
If I want to hit you, I will hit you even if I have protons!
Nian Xu breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "Sun Qing is really old enough to seek the country. When someone comes, he orders the Ministry of Rites to prepare an envoy to go to Chang'an and return to Nanyang."
"yes!"
Xie Yingong was also happy for the emperor and hurried away.
"Your Majesty, I am going to capture some officials!"
Sun Shi said with piercing eyes: "These officials colluded with each other and ruined the newly introduced armor protection law!"
Nian Xu pondered.
"Your Majesty, the New Deal is now in danger. We must use a few heads to scare those people!"
"Want to kill someone?"
"yes!"
Sun Shi stood up and saluted, "If Your Majesty does not allow it, I, please resign."
This is about giving up the choice.
Nian Xu hesitated again and again, thinking about the consequences of this incident, and became a little worried.
Once an outbreak occurs, conservative people will also take action, and instead of being exiled and demoted, they will be killed!
This goes against the ancestral system!
Nian Xu raised his head and said, "Okay!"
This is a way to survive in death!
Originally, Nian Xu wanted to seek stability, but Bei Liao was like this and could no longer pose a threat to the Tang Dynasty.
The southern Xinjiang army is doing nothing, and it is unknown when the foreign military governor will launch a large-scale attack.
The situation was so precarious that Nian Xu had no choice but to cut off his wrist.
Xie Yingong is here.
Looks ugly.
"Prime Minister Sun, Mr. Erlang. Something happened."
"What?"
"Sun Yao was caught smuggling and committed suicide immediately."
Sun Shi's expression changed drastically, "Your Majesty, minister, please retreat!"
He even forgot to salute.
But no one cares!
Xie Yingong looked at the emperor whose face was as sinking as water, as if he heard the roar of thunder.