Yang Xuan, the eldest nephew, has not been here yet, and he originally wanted to never come again, but now he has no choice but to go in.
Chen Huagu was so excited that he trembled, "Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Everyone entered the 'temporary palace', and the two guards, one covering his arm and the other covering his lower abdomen, were discussing the experience of the sparring as if nothing had happened.
"Wang San, you didn't hold back that knife just now."
"You damn Wu Shun, you stopped even now, and you even cut me with a knife."
"It's just a flesh wound."
Seeing the doctor coming, Wu Shun said gratefully: "Little people are used to it. In the past, they used to get some stove ashes or spider webs to treat wounds. I didn't expect there would be a doctor today."
Chen Huagu put down the medicine box and prepared to deal with the wound skillfully, but suddenly his movements stopped and he turned around and said: "Mingfu, there are two people here, how about... each try a method?"
"Very good." Yang Xuan also wanted to find a case to verify.
The two injured people were stunned.
"What method?" Wang San asked.
Chen Huagu smiled very kindly, "I use my own method, and the Ming government also has a good method. Let's see who recovers faster."
This is good!
The two wounded men looked at each other.
"I'll use your method." Wang San chose Chen Huagu.
Wu Shun said helplessly: "That's it, if you choose a doctor, I will choose Yang Mingfu."
Chen Huagu first dealt with Wang San, and then prepared to deal with Wu Shun.
"Stay here!"
Yang Xuan stopped him, "Wash your hands clean, and boil the cloth in boiling water."
"How can your hands be unclean?" Chen Huagu shook his head and sighed.
Wash your hands, debridement, apply medicine, and finally wrap the wound with boiled cloth.
Both guards were laughing. Wang Sanxiao, the guard who had treated the wound first, gloated, "You... Yang Mingfu also learned medical skills."
Wu Shun's face turned a little pale.
Yang Xuan had to go to the countryside to inspect spring plowing, so he left in a hurry.
King Wei was noncommittal and talked to Huang Ping in the study.
Someone from outside reported it.
"Your Majesty, someone is coming from the princess."
Huang Ping suddenly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I am not feeling well and will take one day off."
King Wei nodded, and Huang Ping said gratefully: "Your Majesty is kind."
He pushed the door open and went out. Behind him, King Wei said quietly: "The princess knows the art of war."
Outside, a woman entered the house with several attendants.
The woman had sharp eyes and asked as she walked.
"Where is Huangping?"
The guard leading the way apologized and said, "It's in the study."
The woman sneered, "Lead the way!"
The woman is the Zhao family who is close to the princess and is quite dignified in the palace.
The guard saw a figure flashing in front of him, and suddenly it was Huang Ping fleeing.
Zhao's eyes were sharp, and he immediately stared at the corner and walked over with the people.
Huangping is preparing to climb over the wall...
He felt a little warm behind him.
Just looked back.
Mrs. Zhao and a group of people looked up at him and said coldly: "Keep climbing!"
"Ouch!"
Then a miserable howl came.
Later, Zhao went to see King Wei.
"There is nothing going on in the house now."
"Um!"
"The princess is worried that the king will suffer hardships outside, so your slave has brought more than ten girls."
"The king is here to appease the soldiers and civilians, not to appease myself. Take him back!"
"yes!"
Mrs. Zhao lowered her eyebrows and said, "The princess was extremely sad when she learned that Shang Jue was gone."
"So you beat up my king's people?"
King Wei's eyes turned cold.
Mrs. Zhao raised her hand and slapped herself.
Snap!
Her cheeks were swollen, and her speech was a bit slurred. "The princess said that Huang Ping led Shang Jue to death. If he hadn't been someone close to the king, he would have died without a burial place."
King Wei remained silent.
"I would like to invite you to Taiping Yangming Mansion."
"He's not in now."
"Wait for him, slave."
"roll!"
"yes!"
This was because the princess who was far away in Qianzhou used her people to make a move with King Wei. The guards outside the door did not look sideways, for fear of being implicated.
Mrs. Zhao came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
After she left for half an hour, Huang Ping dared to come in.
Looking at the wise man with a bruised nose and swollen face, King Wei was silent.
The princess knows the art of war, has cultivation, and acts vigorously and resolutely. King Wei's cruelty will not work with her... You have cultivation, don't I?
Not long after they got married, the two of them started fighting each other.
So Huang Ping knew that his plan to poison him was in vain.
But grievances must be said.
"Your Majesty..."
King Wei was silent for a long time.
"You should be lucky that the princess is not here in person."
…
Yang Xuan came back the next day and was shocked when he heard about this.
"That woman wants to come here to cause trouble, but who among us is afraid of her?"
Yi Niang touched the soft sword on her waist and said, "I have joined forces with Lao Cao, as well as the second brother and the old thief. She is here to die."
The crisis was over, and Yang Xuan went to the kitchen easily.
"I'm cooking today."
Everyone looked forward to it. Yang Xuan had made ramen before, but it was still Han Ying's. Apart from that, Yang Xuan had never made food again.
Later, Yang Xuan shouted: "Okay."
The earthen jar was carried to the dining room.
Uncover the lid.
Milky white soup!
"Let me try it!" Wang Laoer was so greedy that he was slapped by Yi Niang and then slapped again by the old thief.
"Try it."
Yang Xuan sat down.
Each person has a bowl of mutton soup with more than ten slices of mutton in it.
"Is it a dead pancake?"
The old thief took a bite of the pancake and almost chipped his loose tooth.
"Look good."
Yang Xuan picked up the flour cake, tore it into pieces bit by bit and threw them into the mutton soup.
"I should have cooked it, but I thought it would be too troublesome, so I just tried it."
Everyone followed suit.
Later, Wang Laoer couldn't wait to take a bite.
The old thief looked at him, "How?"
Wang Laoer lowered his head.
Get started!
Yi Niang took a bite and found it extremely delicious.
this……
She looked at the crowd.
Lao Cao ate so much that he didn't care about his image as a gentleman.
Nan He said nothing and only focused on eating.
Wang Laoer devoured the food voraciously, and from time to time he coveted the food in the old thief's bowl.
Zhang Siniang also got a bowl. While eating, she looked at Yang Xuan with that look in her eyes...
She used to be in awe, but Yi Niang swears that now she has more admiration.
This husband is so talented even in cooking.
Yi Niang took a sip of soup.
Squint.
Why!
It tastes really good!
After eating, Yi Niang felt a little sad.
"The slave is incompetent!"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "I'll teach you later." He got up and went back. It was time to study.
After he left, Wang Laoer said: "Yiniang's cooking is delicious."
Old thief: "Yiniang's cooking is delicious."
Lao Cao: "Yiniang's cooking is delicious."
Zhang Siniang: "Yiniang's cooking is delicious."
Nan He was the slowest to respond, "Oh! It's delicious."
It is impossible for Lang Jun to cook often, and everyone's cook is Yi Niang. When Yi Niang gets angry, the consequences will be serious.
…
In the bedroom, Yang Xuan opened the scroll and started recording.
Study completed.
"Suzaku."
"I am here."
"Now that Taiping is gradually recovering, with those more than two thousand soldiers, I have a foundation. What do you think...what if I can take charge of Chenzhou?"
"Where is the false emperor?"
"The false emperor now has a pear orchard and sings and dances with a group of people all day long."
"But he is very powerful in his tactics!"
"Suzaku."
"I am here."
"Power is a means, and there should be means. However, power is only a tool to protect the Tao."
"The king should uphold the truth and act accordingly."
…
Southern Zhou Dynasty.
The mountain road is winding and the motorcade is moving slowly.
The car curtain was opened, and an official poked his head out to look at the green mountains on the opposite side, and praised: "The cold wind is still raging in the north, but the south is already lush and green. The mountains and rivers are picturesque and intoxicating."
The guards of the convoy looked around with vigilance, and the coachmen became drowsy as the car swayed.
The staff rode over and said with a smile: "I heard that the Northern Liao Dynasty is now eyeing the Tang Dynasty, so we, the Zhou Dynasty, will just wait and watch the excitement."
The official smiled and said, "The Northern Liao Dynasty is not terrible. I heard that the emperor of the Tang Dynasty indulged in pleasure. The sound of strings and bamboos in Chang'an Imperial City was constant, and peace was achieved with singing and dancing!"
The staff said disdainfully: "This is the sign of national subjugation!"
The official nodded, "We have to watch, if we can get a share of the pie..."
On the small slope ahead, dozens of masked men were watching the motorcade coming from a distance.
"General, here we come."
"Um!"
The motorcade came slowly.
"Mount!"
Dozens of people mounted their horses.
The leading masked man drew his sword and pointed forward.
"Kill them all!"
"kill!"
The guards accompanying the convoy raised their heads when they heard the sound and exclaimed, "There are thieves!"
"alert!"
The official shouted: "What's going on? What's going on?"
The aide could clearly see from horseback, "They are dozens of thieves."
The official breathed a sigh of relief, "Do dozens of thieves dare to come and rob me? Send an order to kill them all and take their heads."
After the order was given, dozens of guards cheered and rushed towards the thieves.
Upon contact, the guards suffered heavy casualties.
"He's a good player!"
The staff member looked bleak, "He is not an ordinary thief!"
The official was startled, jumped out of the car, and then drew his sword and looked around.
There were only about ten of the dozens of guards left, but the thief looked completely unscathed.
"Fire the arrow!"
Arrows were flying, and half of the dozen or so guards fell down.
The thief rushed in.
Like a gust of wind, the remaining guards turned into corpses.
The official hissed: "This is not a thief, this is... this is a soldier in the army!"
The chief of staff roared and flew away.
The leader of the thieves raised his eyes and said coldly: "Seeking death!"
Then a punch.
Boom!
The staff's body was like a big bird hit by an arrow, struggling to land.
He put his hands on the ground, straightened his waist, and the horse galloped over.
Boom!
The staff was knocked away.
He fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Horse hooves are flying.
"ah!"
Horses trampled over his body, leaving a puddle of meat behind.
The officials stumbled back, and screams kept coming from behind.
"call out!"
An arrow passed over his head.
The official stopped and turned around slowly.
The thief leader reined in his horse and asked coldly: "Zhang Xin?"
The official took a deep breath and said, "It's me!"
The leader of the thieves said: "I heard that you strongly advocated the invasion of the southern part of the Tang Dynasty?"
The official was startled, then his expression changed drastically, "Are you from the Tang Dynasty!?"
"Chen Zheng!" the bandit leader shouted.
"General!" A thief with a young voice rode over.
The leader of the thieves pointed at the official and said, "Torture him and demand a confession."
"Take orders!"
The young thief dismounted and came over, smiling gently, "I want a confession, you can refuse."
"ah……"
The screams continued for ten breaths, and the officials explained everything.
The young thief turned around and asked, "General, how should we deal with this?"
"Still asking me?"
The leader of the thieves came over and whipped him away with a horse whip.
The young thief received a whipping and bowed his head in apology.
The leader of the thieves said: "There is no absolute cleanliness in the world. Once someone catches the clues we left, they will be surrounded and suppressed by the army. Where will we go?"
The young thief stood up and said, "Yes!"
The sword was waved horizontally, and the officials' heads fell to the ground.
"Last hit!"
The thieves started to kill again.
"Someone is pretending to be dead!"
A guard suddenly jumped up from under the corpse and rushed forward without hesitation.
He knew that he would definitely die.
If you want to die, you have to drag someone on your back.
He targeted the thief leader.
The thief leader watched him fly by with calm eyes.
"kill!"
The guard punched with all his strength.
The thief leader reached out and gently patted his fist away, then slapped it away with his palm.
Boom!
The guard fell to the ground, with a large dent in his chest.
"Walk!"
The thieves fled with their property.
On the third day, they broke into pieces and entered Xingshu Village one after another.
"This harvest is good."
Yang Lue presided over the summary meeting.
"I didn't use arrows this time. I want you to experience killing the enemy. If two armies are fighting against each other, first use arrows to inflict heavy damage on the enemy, then break up the opponent's formation and kill them one by one..."
Someone raised their hand.
"Lin Zheng." Yang Lue nodded.
The thin young man stood up and said, "General, not everyone can draw a bow and draw an arrow on horseback. In addition, a riding bow is not as good as a long bow, so when attacking the infantry array, it is easy to be covered by the long bow."
"Well said." Yang Lue pressed his hand with satisfaction and motioned for him to sit down, "You are talking about the infantry, but there are many cavalry in Bei Liao."
Lin Zheng raised his eyes, his thin face filled with anticipation, "General, what do you mean, our future opponent will be Beiliao?"
"Yes." Yang Lue said softly: "The biggest enemy is Beiliao."
"General." Deputy Lei Biao came in, holding a letter in his hand.
"Whose?"
"Lang Jun's side."
Yang Lue opened the letter and read it slowly.
After a long while, he raised his head.
"Lang Jun has already established a foundation and defeated the enemy several times."
More than fifty young men have never seen the husband who declares their allegiance every day, but this does not prevent them from looking forward to meeting him to do some big things.
"The false emperor built a pear garden in the palace and indulged in pleasure every day."
Lin Zheng said excitedly: "This is a God-given opportunity!"
Yang Lue smiled and said, "You tell me."
Lin Zheng said: "The false emperor is gradually becoming comatose, but the prince is prospering day by day. The Northern Liao Dynasty is watching with eager eyes, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty is also having evil intentions. This is a big change, and I thought the world will be turned upside down because of this. The false emperor is comatose, and this is asking for death.
road."
Yang slightly nodded, "Well said."
After a while, only Yang Lue and Lei Biao were left in the room.
"The false emperor is good at power. Today's Tang Dynasty seems to be stable, but there are undercurrents below. The powerful and high-ranking officials are desperately searching for money, and the people are miserable. The false emperor thinks that this is a prosperous age, what a joke!"
Lei Biao said: "The five surnames in the family are superior, and the pseudo-emperor uses power to deal with things. It seems stable, but it has laid the foundation for disaster. I don't think he is unaware, but..."
Yang Lue said sarcastically: "This man is heartless and ungrateful. In his eyes, he is the most important. As long as he is alive, the world is still there. As for after his death, how can he care about the smoke everywhere in the world? The inheritance of the Tang Dynasty
Over the years, father and son have been the most shameless!"
"It's also incompetent!" Lei Biao salivated, "General, how about Nan He over there?"
Yang Lue looked strange, "Lang Jun entrusted him with an important task, but Nan He said...Lang Jun has a very sophisticated understanding of the art of war. He can use troops by surprise and has endless methods. He is a little frustrated."
"Ah!" Lei Biao was surprised, "Is Lang Jun actually using his troops like this?"
"I am very happy!" Yang Lue said happily: "If Lang Jun wants to fight against rebellion, he will naturally lead the army. If all the troops under his command are led by generals, it seems that there are many talents, but who will the army listen to? Only Lang Jun can achieve invincibility
Only in this name can we suppress the ambitions in the army."
Lei Biao's body was shaken, and he lowered his head and said: "I would never dare to have such ambitions!"
Yang Lue looked at him and said calmly: "If anyone is ambitious, he will be like this!"
He patted the table gently, stood up and went out.
