After learning that Yang Xuan had returned, Concubine Shu was ready to meet the King of the North, but there was no news for three consecutive days.
Concubine Shu remained calm, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
On the fourth day, a maid came to ask for an audience.
The Duke said, "I will come to see you today."
It's finally here.
The moment she saw Yang Xuan, Concubine Shu remembered what King Wei had said.
——He is like a boy next door.
But the Yang Xuan in front of him had dark eyes and showed calmness in his movements. How could the boy next door have such magnanimity?
I've seen the empress.
The two exchanged pleasantries.
Shu Fei has a petite figure and fair skin. If it weren't for the looming fine lines at the corners of her eyes, it would be difficult to guess her true age.
Since the empress is here, just stay peacefully. If you want to travel, just let them know and they will naturally arrange escorts. If you have nothing to do, you can go to the door. Although Zhuo Jing is a bit stupid, he is hospitable.
Yang Xuan asked Sister Huang with a smile, where is the child? My uncle is here and I should meet him.
uncle?
Sister Huang was stunned.
The man in front of me is the King of the North. People who want to call him uncle in Chang'an can line up from Zhuque Street to outside the customs.
King Wei was imprisoned, and the child Li Chang was no better than a phoenix.
Sister Huang brought in Li Chang, who was over three years old, and asked him to salute.
Li Chang is very lively, and he doesn't look like the arrogant children of noble families. Instead, he is almost like an ordinary child.
He looked at Yang Xuan and saluted.
Li Laoer, your son has fallen into my hands... Yang Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and waved, come here.
Li Chang glanced at his mother, and Sister Huang nodded.
Li Chang approached slowly, and Yang Xuan said: Erlang is a few months younger than him, and he looks quite honest.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but touch his eye sockets. Concubine Shu and Huang Damei then discovered that Yang Guogong's eye sockets were a little black and blue.
It looked like he was beaten at first glance.
Who did this?
Don't wrong the child. Yang Xuan touched the child's head, then took out a jade pendant and handed it to him.
Li Chang looked at Concubine Shu.
Concubine Shu hesitated for a moment, not because she felt it was precious, but because she felt that her family was now in a state of decline and it was difficult to make friends. Duke Qin was...
Yang Xuan hung the jade pendant on the child's waist and took a closer look. It was good. He said to Concubine Shu: "The king and I have been neighbors for several years in northern Xinjiang and we often communicate with each other. From now on, this child will be regarded as my child."
This may sound vulgar, but it is an extremely sincere attitude. Only in this way can Concubine Shu and Sister Huang feel at ease.
These words showed friendship, but there was no intention to take advantage of Shu Fei's identity.
In other words, Yang Xuan came to visit today as the brother of King Wei, not as the envoy of Northern Xinjiang.
The Duke of Qin is affectionate and righteous!
Concubine Shu took a deep breath, stood up, and solemnly blessed herself without saying thank you.
Yang Xuan stood up and said again, if you want to live comfortably, you should be more relaxed. To be honest, when the king and I were neighbors, he often came to my house to steal wine. By the way, there is Jianming,
I was often drunk by him.
Concubine Shu said: Li Han is now in charge of affairs in Prince Liang's Mansion and cannot leave easily.
After saying a few more words, Yang Xuan stood up and left.
After leaving Shu Fei's place, He Lianrong was waiting for him outside.
Lord, those powerful men are out.
oh!
After Yang Xuan's triumphant return, the powerful people immediately stayed behind closed doors.
What are they doing?
Say it's about doing good deeds.
have a look!
Yang Xuan was dressed in plain clothes, but He Lianrong's bald head was a bit eye-catching. When the two of them walked out of the alley, they saw that the long street was very lively.
One person per person, no looting, otherwise look, look, diagonally opposite, what is standing there? The fierce warriors of our Northern Xinjiang Army. They are so fierce.
All the Shegu people were killed by them with their heads rolling...
Starting more than thirty steps past Jiedushi's Mansion, steam was steaming from the makeshift stoves one after another. There was a long queue behind each one.
Wang Laoer was watching the excitement on the side. When he saw Yang Xuan, he ran over with a smile, saying that it was cold and freezing, and he was afraid that people would starve to death, so these powerful men gave some food to give away. Some of them used to apply medicine.
.
Did he take the wrong medicine? Yang Xuan was a little stunned.
Since he took over Northern Xinjiang, the good days of the powerful people in Northern Xinjiang have come to an end. For this reason, the two sides fought openly and secretly for a long time. In the end, Yang Xuan suppressed all the commotion of the powerful people with the gun.
The powerful people who were forced and helpless were divided. Some swore sworn sworn ties to Yang Gou and immigrated with their families. Some endured the humiliation and heavy burden and stayed in northern Xinjiang, but in fact they couldn't bear to part with those pots and jars.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that both sides are enemies.
He Lianrong said: On the day of the Duke's triumphal return, those powerful men stayed behind closed doors, but their servants kept coming and going to deliver news. The Jin Yiwei got the news, and the powerful men were very proud.
What are you proud of? Yang Xuan doesn't think they can sympathize with him.
They were proud that they didn't leave, He Lianrong said.
People are cheap when they leave their hometown! Wang Laoer said something quite philosophical.
Most of the powerful people from Northern Xinjiang who migrated did not fare well. But for those who stayed, as long as they abide by Yang Guogong's rules, everything will remain the same.
In other words, if you suppress your political ambitions, you can live a good life.
People! Yang Xuan said: You must learn to be content with what you have.
Yang Xuan turned around, "Older, let's go, let's go around."
After he left, He Lianrong ordered: Tell the Duke's last words.
Be content and happy!
The powerful men who were squatting by the side waiting for Yang Guogong's reaction all looked at each other in shock after hearing this sentence.
This is to let us know the appropriateness in the future. An old powerful man coughed dryly.
But we have always had a close relationship with the local area!
The relationship between powerful men and local officials is almost like taking advantage of each other, and furthermore, they work together in confusion for women.
Yang Guogong's rule is that a powerful person is a powerful person, and an official is an official. If you want to work for a woman, you are breaking my rules. If you break his rules, your home will be confiscated at the least, and your family will be exterminated at the worst.
Are you not happy?
someone asked.
Happy, very happy!
The powerful people smiled reluctantly, but suddenly they thought of those powerful people who had migrated away, and couldn't help but feel happy.
When those people arrive in a new place, they have to start new relationships. But it's not that easy. How many people have been blackmailed by local officials and taken care of by local snakes... It's hard to describe!
Speaking of which, although the Duke of Guo said he was ruthless, he kept his word.
Yes! We said we should abide by the rules and live in peace with each other. Sure enough, we have not been harassed by officials since then.
My in-laws and their family have all moved to Guanzhong. I am wondering whether I should write a letter to ask him to come back.
…
Guanzhong, and even Chang'an, are paradise to many people.
A paradise for rich people.
Anyone with some ability would try their best to move their family to Guanzhong or Chang'an.
Outside Chang'an City, He Jin, a former powerful man from northern Xinjiang, entered the city with two servants and went all the way to Chang'an County.
Mingfu is not available, come back later!
Menzi gave him a straight rejection.
He Jin quietly stuffed a small bunch of copper coins into it. The doorman weighed it and coughed. The field you bought was one that Lin had been eyeing for a long time. Do you understand?
Understand!
This means that the relationship is not as good as others, and people come first before others.
He Jin smiled bitterly, but I gave him three thousand dollars last time...
Menzi changed his face and said, "Get out!"
grass!
He Jin doesn't dare to expect to get the three thousand money back, but you can at least give me a message! For example, next time which piece of land you like, I will give it to you first.
Damn it!
Three thousand dollars was wasted.
The cost of moving to Chang'an from northern Xinjiang was too high. After arriving, the expenses of buying a house and other expenses made He Jin even more distressed.
But you still have to buy some land!
He Jin suffered a big loss when buying land.
He was looking for connections everywhere, but was tricked by an old official in the county. Then he went to the top, only to see the county magistrate's entourage. He spent three thousand dollars to try to get connections, but he ended up with nothing.
After arriving in Chang'an from northern Xinjiang, He Jin felt depressed everywhere and had trouble doing anything.
He looked at the indifferent face of the clerk, and suddenly thought of the expressions of the officials in northern Xinjiang.
That’s called kindness!
At first he dismissed it, but now he misses it very much.
The more He Jin thought about it, the more he regretted it. He couldn't help but scolded: You bitch, you took Ye Ye's money and didn't do anything. I don't want it anymore. I want to be honest today...refund the money!
Seeing the passers-by stopped out of curiosity, the disciple sneered and said: "Don't give me a toast and you'll have to drink as a penalty. Come here!"
Two big and fat subordinates came out.
He Jin sneered, "I took action for no reason, but I wanted to go outside the imperial city and cry out for injustice."
Menzi threatened: I know where you live!
He Jin broke the jar and said, "Yeah, I can't stand it anymore, yeah, go back, go back to your hometown!"
He regretted it so deeply that he had an idea... What would happen if the Duke of Qin ruled the Tang Dynasty?
This rebellious thought was just about to arise, but He Jin suppressed it.
Depressed, he walked along Suzaku Street to prepare to leave the city. The prosperity that attracted him in the past felt particularly boring today, as all of it seemed to be thousands of miles away from him.
Extremely unfamiliar.
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of horse hooves came, too fast to be heard.
He Jin, who had been in northern Xinjiang for a long time, subconsciously avoided it, and then he remembered that Zhuque Street could accommodate dozens of horses running in parallel.
Horse riding is not allowed on Zhuque Street, but the two horses that came were incredibly fast.
Stop!
The sergeants of Jinwu Guard stood in the middle.
A wooden sign was thrown over, get out!
A sergeant picked up the wooden sign, took a look at it, and threw it back like a hot potato.
The knight on horseback took the wooden sign and went all the way to the imperial city.
The news immediately reached the mirror.
Zhao Sanfu took a look, stayed for a moment, and then said: Bring back the people we just sent.
Which side? someone asked.
Northern Xinjiang!
Zhao Sanfu said.
Then... doesn't it mean that we need manpower to win over those officials and generals?
No need for it anymore.
Zhao Sanfu stood up, took a deep breath, and said, don't cause trouble recently.
Someone asked: Where is the censor going?
In the palace!
…
The emperor and several important ministers were discussing matters.
Chen Shen, the left prime minister, has become less and less talkative recently. Some people say that he is too old and should retire to the official position. But Chen Shen remains unmoved and is quite ready to die in court.
...The Chang'an army was stationed in Xingzhou, which consumed a lot of food and grass every day, and the place was miserable. Zhang Huan, the Minister of War, hesitated for a moment, because the soldiers were bored and harassed the place.
The emperor was silent.
Yang Songcheng smiled and said: We will talk about it later.
In everything, the overall situation is the most important thing.
Zhang Huan sighed in his heart, and Dou Zhong asked when the southern Xinjiang army would arrive. If they didn't arrive, the battle would be impossible to fight when the northern Xinjiang army returned to Shitao County.
Urgent!
The emperor was also very annoyed when the Southern Xinjiang Army did not arrive. Three waves of envoys had been sent, and the first wave came back, saying that the morale of the Southern Xinjiang Army was unstable and that Shi Zhongtang was rectifying it.
After this battle, Shi Zhongtang could no longer stay... The emperor squinted his eyes slightly and thought, maybe someone could be replaced in Western Xinjiang.
Think of this
, the emperor asked: Are there any signs of war between the Northern Xinjiang Army and the Shegu people?
Zhang Huan said: Logically speaking, Yang Xuan can't wait for this battle, but the ancients are not in a hurry. I don't think I can tell when this battle will start.
Got it. The emperor suddenly thought of something and thought about it. Is there any complaint from Huang Chunhui?
Huang Chunhui is a has-been veteran, so what if he has complaints?
The emperor's question is puzzling. Only the abbot knows what he is thinking. Your Majesty, I believe that Huang Chunhui understands justice well.
Emperor Longyan was very happy, so he could order Huang Chunhui to go to Xingzhou and follow the army to Northern Xinjiang to appease the soldiers and people of Northern Xinjiang.
When Huang Chunhui appeared in front of the two armies, the Northern Xinjiang army was probably half in chaos.
The emperor Tu Qiong Dagger saw that he was going to make a ruthless move.
…
If the northern border is destroyed, I will inevitably die.
Huang Chunhui warms himself by the fire at home.
The bluish flame swayed gently, and the room was very warm, but Huang Chunhui was coughing.
Huang Lu patted his back and said: Aye, what if Beijiang wins?
Then the situation will change. Huang Chunhui took a breath, Zitai was not the kind of person who swallowed his anger, he would fight back. The North Land must not belong to the Tang Dynasty.
The old servant came in, Ah Lang, and someone came, saying he was from the Beijiang Guild Hall.
Beijiang Guild Hall was the stronghold of Yang Xuannong. Huang Chunhui was startled and invited him over.
The visitor entered Huang's house carrying a slaughtered sheep, then threw the sheep to the steward and followed the old servant to the study.
I have met Huang Xianggong.
The visitor raised his head, Huang Chunhui squinted his eyes, woman?
My name is Huahua.
Huahua smiled, there were a lot of people outside the Huang family these days, I found this way to get rid of being watched. Mr. Huang, the emperor probably wants to take action against you.
Then let’s do it! Huang Chunhui smiled and said: I have been waiting for this day for too long.
But the Duke said that if something happens, we will do our best to protect Mr. Huang. Huahua said.
No need!
Huang Chunhui refused.
I just want to die in Chang'an.
The old servant came in again, looking ugly, "Alang, there is someone staring at our house clearly outside."
I went to take a look. Huang Chunhui said to Huahua: You take this opportunity to leave and tell Zitai that I always remember his oath.
Live up to the Tang Dynasty in this life!
Huahua said nonchalantly: They can't stop me.
If he is captured, I hope it will be in public. Huang Chunhui stood up and Huang Lu helped him. Huang Chunhui said: This is the only thing I can do for Beijiang and Zitai at this moment.
Huang Chunhui has extremely high prestige in Northern Xinjiang. Once the news of his public arrest spreads to Northern Xinjiang, the soldiers and people of Northern Xinjiang will be furious. Yang Xuan can also use this to win over the morale of the military and the people to meet the upcoming threat.
Huahua looked at him deeply, Guo Guo will remember you.
Huang Chunhui rarely left the house. As soon as he came out, he stretched himself and said comfortably: It's still more comfortable outside.
Two big men stood opposite him, smiling at him with evil intentions.
Huang Chunhui looked around the alley, I wanted to go out.
Whoosh!
Dozens of people jumped out of the walls on both sides of the alley.
This is no secret.
In the backyard, Huahua slipped away.
Before leaving, he muttered: A bunch of idiots will be beaten hard by the Duke!
In the front yard, Huang Chunhui slowly walked out.
Two men blocked the front and asked Huang Xianggong to go back.
Who sent you to wait? Huang Chunhui did not stop.
But he was full of momentum, his drooped eyelids were raised, his eyes were sharp, get out!
A man next to him said: Don't be so shameless. The man's voice was sharp, and Huang Chunhui knew he was from the palace as soon as he heard it.
Chamberlain.
What do you want? Huang Chunhui has been thinking about the possible battle between Northern Xinjiang and the Shegu people recently, and he is very angry.
Mr. Huang, think about your children and grandchildren! The servant smiled sinisterly and said, "Go back! Sooner or later you will go out."
This is a threat.
Huang Lu supported her old father and said softly: Are you going to take action?
Outside the alley, a person hurriedly walked up to the waiter, reached out to cover his mouth, and whispered something while looking at Huang Chunhui.
The chamberlain seemed to be the leader of this group of people, and his expression kept changing with the man's words.
After the visitor finished speaking, he backed away.
Is this going to take action?
Huang Chunhui sneered in his heart.
The two men were still standing in front of him, laughing sinisterly.
The chamberlain came over and Huang Chunhui squinted his eyes. He was not prepared to resist, but he prepared some words, which could be regarded as an admonishment to the emperor.
Even though I am gone, I am still worthy of the Tang Dynasty.
The two big men looked at the chamberlain, but wanted to take action?
The chamberlain raised his hand.
Swing hard.
Snap!
Move Ni Niang! Get out!
The chamberlain turned sideways and said to Huang Chunhui: