Walking in Chang'an City, Yang Xuan found that many of the walls on both sides of Zhuque Street had been demolished.
"No one cares?"
The Tang Dynasty implemented a night ban system. When the time came, people had to return to their own communities (squares), and the gates of the squares would not be opened again until the early morning of the next day.
The Jinwu Guard not only maintains public order, but also has an important task of arresting those who violate the ban.
I don’t know who was the first to open a hole in the square wall. Today, most of the square walls in Chang’an City exist in name only.
"Jin Wuwei also arrested him a few times, but later he felt it was boring, so he let him go." The old thief said to these people, "The people who are most happy when the gate is opened are the powerful and high-ranking officials. Think about it, Lang Jun, these people used to
The empress of the government went to Pingkangfang to have fun. She had only had a few drinks and the prostitute had just hugged her. Night time was coming and she had to run back quickly. Once the wall of the village was down, the business of Pingkangfang improved by several percent.
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The wall treats everyone equally, not only blocking the common people, but also blocking the desires of officials...
There were many shops and vendors on both sides, which reminded Yang Xuan of Bianjing City.
I don’t know how Yang Lue is doing.
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From the woods on both sides of the official road, the sound of birdsong could be heard from time to time. Occasionally, birds flew out and walked on the official road looking for food. But there was nothing on the official road except ruts and dust.
The bird raised its head in disappointment and suddenly fluttered its wings and flew away.
In the forest, more than a dozen birds were chirping and flying around. Suddenly, the woods on both sides became quiet.
Yang Lue took more than a hundred young people off their horses and rested in the woods.
Drink water, eat some dry food, and Yang Lue closes his eyes to rest.
A young man came over hesitantly.
Yang Lue opened his eyes, and the young man said: "General, I want to ask...what kind of man is Lang Jun."
Yang slightly pointed to his side, and the young man sat down.
"My husband is young and promising, and he is also wise and decisive..."
A group of young people were listening.
"Mr. Lang has always been thinking about you. Last time I went to see Mang Jun, he said that he would let you wait until the time comes. He will call you back when the time comes."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Go back and make great contributions."
"Being an official?"
"Whether you want to be an official or not depends on your fate. Think about it for yourself, how much food has been spent on you since you arrived in the Southern Zhou Dynasty? I'm afraid that from the time you were born to now, your mother-in-law has been waiting for you.
It doesn’t cost that much, right?”
Everyone nodded... After arriving in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the first thing was to eat. Every meal had meat. The training was hard. New clothes were made every three to five. In addition, war horses and weapons were also equipped, plus expenses such as studying. Yang Lue said this.
All correct.
"My husband has worked so hard to raise all this money and food, but he has spent it on you without hesitation. If you don't repay your kindness to me, what's the difference between you and me?"
Yang Lue pointed at a young man, "Zhao Wu's family is so poor that they can't even open the pot. Who has reached out?"
The young man put down the water bag in his hand and said: "At that time, the poor people in the family did not have enough to eat, but the village leader and the petty officials were like wolves and tigers. They could not get even a penny less in taxes. They would not be able to survive that year. Fortunately,
General..."
"It's Mr. Lang."
"Yes, fortunately, my husband gave me money and food, and my family got through the difficulties. If it weren't for my husband, my family would have become refugees, let alone eating meat and riding horses. I don't know where they died now."
"Yes! My family was not in a good situation at the beginning. All the cattle in the family were taken away..."
The young people began to complain. Yang Lue closed his eyes and thought of Nan He's letter.
Lang Jun asked the Taiping soldiers to complain. After several times, the prisoners became loyal to Lang Jun. The general can learn from this.
Yang Luegang felt that complaining was a bit silly at first, but Nan He was very convincing, so he gave it a try, and the effect was unexpectedly better than expected.
Lang Jun's methods are becoming more and more unpredictable.
Someone came in from the official road.
"General, the convoy is coming."
Yang Lue opened his eyes and said, "Get ready."
The convoy was very long, with dozens of large vehicles stretching continuously, and more than ten escorts accompanying them on horseback, lazily basking in the sun.
On both sides, more than a hundred young people were ready.
This was a planned ambush... Yang Lue asked people to find out the news, and a group of grain trucks would pass by here. He didn't care about the grain trucks, but there was an official accompanying him, who was said to have stayed with Nian Xu for several years.
, considered a close minister.
Yang Lue needed to know Southern Zhou's attitude towards his group, and even more wanted to know Southern Zhou's attitude towards the Tang Dynasty.
There were secret spies in the Tang Dynasty to inquire about information, but Yang Xuan and his group could only obtain scattered information from various places, which was not good for the great cause.
The motorcade came slowly.
In the woods, Yang Lue and the young people covered their faces with cloths.
Yang Lue raised his hand and waved it down violently!
The accompanying officials were sitting on the carriage, holding a book in their hands, shaking their heads and reading.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly came from both sides, and the official looked up, "But the thief is coming?"
A masked young man rode out of the woods on horseback, holding the long knife high and his eyes shining.
But the official sat calmly and even smiled.
"Finally the wait is here."
More than ten guards pulled out their long swords and swept them away with a lazy sweep, their eyes shining brightly. One of them raised his voice to the sky and roared.
And those coachmen took out their weapons, and their demeanor suddenly changed.
"It's an ambush!" a thief exclaimed.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard from both sides of the official road.
Yang Lue rushed out and when he saw this, he said: "Charge and kill!"
In this situation, there is no other way but to rush out in one direction.
The official was still sitting on the carriage, and the entourage beside him laughed and said: "These gangsters like to intercept and kill officials the most. Lang Jun used his body as bait, and he really caught them."
The official's name is Hong Qing. He stayed with Nian Xu for several years. Now he is in the Privy Council and has a bright future.
Hong Qing stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "These thieves are cunning, and the local area has been encircled and suppressed many times to no avail. Especially in official roads with complex terrain, this group of thieves are very cautious. If the bait is not enough, they would rather not take action. The Privy Council also agreed.
Is the purpose enough?"
The entourage said: "The local government is in a state of panic because of this group of thieves. Last time, Prime Minister Han even said who could wipe out this group of thieves. He personally asked for credit for that person in front of the emperor. Today, if Lang Jun's command is determined, this group of thieves will be unable to fly. I congratulate Lang Jun!"
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Hong Qing said calmly: "This time, Prime Minister Han sent more than ten cultivators to get good hands, so the first achievement will naturally be his."
To be an official, you must first be a human being. The follower felt a shiver in his heart and said, "Good advice, Sir."
The thieves were already heading this way, and the coachmen rushed to meet them, while more than a dozen good men followed closely behind.
Hong Qing said: "Capture the thieves chief alive and reward him heavily!"
The followers shouted, "My husband has an order to capture the thief chief alive and give me a huge reward!"
"kill!"
The two sides collided head-on. The coachmen and thieves were fighting, and more than ten masters, the thieves chief and others were also fighting against each other.
Boom!
Yang Lue punched one person and knocked another person away with his shoulder.
"The thieves are brave!" someone exclaimed.
"Surround him!"
More than ten good players surrounded Yang Lue, and his momentum suddenly rose.
"Abandon your sword and kneel down, I'll spare your life!" a guard said with high spirits.
Yang Lue's inner breath was running, and he took a look at the situation. In the distance, hundreds of cavalry were speeding up.
Those young men are fighting with the coachmen. It seems that the situation is not bad at the moment, but when hundreds of riders join in, the situation will be reversed.
Yang Lue waved his long knife and rushed over.
The sword flashed and the howl sounded like thunder.
Yang Lue killed three people in a row, and a big man in front shouted: "Get out of the way!"
The big man used a huge copper stick, and when he hit it on the head, the roaring sound was like the roar of a tiger, which was breathtaking.
While exerting his strength, the big man stared at him and shouted: "Death!"
This loud shout was his secret skill. The momentum was like a mountain, and he rushed over with the copper stick.
After receiving such a loud shout, most people were either frightened and could use up to 50% of their 100% inner breath, or they were so scared that they turned around and ran away, only to have their heads broken with a stick.
The big man had seen the scene of brain bursting many times. At this moment, he had forgotten Hong Qing's instructions to capture the thief chief alive. His eyes were red, and he just wanted to kill the thief chief with one blow.
If you beat me to death, I'll beat you to death. Doesn't the credit belong to me?
The big man sneered in his heart.
Hong Qing saw this scene on the carriage and said coldly: "Warriors are domineering and deserve to die!"
Then he saw the thief chief raise his hand.
He just faced the copper rod and held it firmly.
The big man was shocked, and subconsciously stirred his inner breath. The thief chief raised his head, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he stamped his right foot.
boom!
A pit appeared on the ground, and the surrounding guards were swaying as they rushed towards it.
"not good!"
One of the guards exclaimed, "He has hidden his strength in the past!"
After Yang Lue came to Southern Zhou Dynasty, he encountered opponents with mostly average cultivation levels. Even when he encountered Qingsi's spies in Bianjing City, his cultivation level was still not high.
He has never fully exerted his cultivation.
The inner breath was activated, and the big man felt a huge force coming in, and his right hand holding the copper rod involuntarily let go.
The copper stick fell into Yang Lue's hands. He lowered his head and turned his body.
The copper stick in his left hand swept across the body, as did the long sword in his right hand.
As soon as the guards on one side stood firm, they were swept past by copper rods.
Crack, crackle!
The sound of broken bones and tendons makes people feel chilly.
The long knife that followed quickly picked up blood arrows, like a mountain waterfall falling onto the stone slabs, picking up countless water splashes.
A figure suddenly rose into the sky.
"Mr. Lang!"
The entourage stared blankly at the fallen guards, "They are finished!"
Hong Qing's expression changed slightly, but he immediately said calmly: "The cavalry is coming."
The sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder, right behind me.
Yang Lue roared in mid-air.
The sound waves rolled away.
Hong Qing pointed at him and ordered the cavalry who rushed from behind: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die!"
When the two sides were about to collide, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance.
Hong Qing slowly turned back.
Two hundred riders came billowing with smoke and dust.
Everyone covered their faces with cloth.
Hong Qing's face turned pale, "He actually has an ambush? Hurry, prepare your horses, we will leave immediately!"
The attendant said: "Lang Jun, I can't explain it when I go back!"
Hong Qing slapped his followers so hard that stars appeared in their eyes, "Those thieves and soldiers did not listen to my arrangements and attacked without authorization. What do I want to explain? Let's go!"
Under attack from both sides, the thieves won a complete victory.
"Take our people away." Yang Lue's men killed more than ten people and injured dozens more.
"Where is Hong Qing?" someone asked.
"Run away from the woods."
Yang Lue's eyes were filled with evil spirits, "Chasing."
The forest gradually became denser, and the war horses lost their use.
"Hurry up and give me a hand!"
Hong Qing stumbled and fell to the ground. His attendants quickly grabbed him and helped him run all the way.
But Hong Qing's physical strength was so poor that he was out of breath soon and cursed: "Thief, you still... still don't carry me on your back?"
The attendant carrying him on his back slowed down greatly, gradually turned into a trot, and finally turned into a walk.
"Thief, hurry up! We're coming after you!"
There were footsteps behind him, and Hong Qing patted his entourage on the head, "You go and block the pursuers. I swear, I will reward your son with five thousand coins when you get back, and make him a book boy by my side."
The follower's body trembled, and he let go and put Hong Qing down.
Hong Qing stood firm and ran forward while saying: "Block them."
He ran a few steps, and when he looked back, he saw that the pursuers were already coming, at an alarming speed.
But the follower on whom he had placed high hopes slowly knelt down and dropped his long sword.
"You dog thief, you dog thief, I swear I will kill your whole family!"
Several masked thieves appeared in front and said with a smile: "Who are you going to kill?"
Hong Qing stopped, "I am willing to take refuge with you, I am willing to be a horse thief."
Yang Lue came, "Bring it here!"
Hong Qing was brought over and he said with a smile: "I know soldiers. If you keep me by your side, I will make suggestions for you. I know where there is money and food nearby..."
Yang Lue frowned, "How are you going to deal with me and the others? I'm satisfied with what you said. I'll let you go later."
Hong Qing said: "The DPRK and China are preparing a large army to encircle and suppress us, but now that the New Deal has just begun, the dispute between the two factions has been shelved."
The New Deal of the Southern Zhou Dynasty began. Nian Xu said that spring is full of vitality, so it will start from this spring.
But as soon as the New Deal came out, there were many opponents, and there were even more people who impeached Sun Shi and others, which made Nian Xu very anxious.
"What are the Privy Council's plans for southern Xinjiang?"
Why do you ask this?
Hong Qing felt that this question did not fit the identity of the thief, but after thinking about it, he understood.
"Do you want to escape to Southern Xinjiang? Don't go. There has been a general named Shi Zhongtang there recently. He led his men to exterminate countless rebels and killed countless people. If you wait there, you will just die."
Yang Lue said noncommittally: "Just say it."
"I'm going to fund it secretly, but Ambassador Tang was here last time, so I don't want to overdo it, so I cut back a bit."
The attendant suddenly said, "He lied!"
Um?
Yang Lue was startled, "Tell me about it."
The entourage said: "Last time Hong Qing said in the Privy Council that the Central Government was implementing a new policy, and the Central Government was worried that the Tang Dynasty would send troops to interfere, so we should give more support to the foreign races in southern Xinjiang..."
"Dog thief! You're talking nonsense!" Hong Qing rushed over to beat him, but was knocked down by his entourage.
Yang Lue asked: "Why do you want to expose him?"
The attendant said: "Earlier, Hong Qing said that he would accept the villain's son as a book boy, and the villain was afraid."
"Why?" Yang Lue thought of Lang Jun, and thought that Lang Jun didn't seem to have a book boy around him to serve him with pen and ink.
"Hong Qing likes that mouthful, and all the bookboys around him are influenced by him."
grass!
Yang slightly nodded, and a young man walked up behind Hong Qing and slashed his head with a knife.
Plop!
The headless corpse fell to the ground.
The entourage lowered his head and Yang Lue said, "Go back now!"
If it weren't for this follower, he would have almost been deceived by Hong Qing today.
The attendant raised his head, looking struggling, "Give me a knife!"
Yang Lue was surprised, "Why?"
He had never met anyone who didn't want to live.
The attendant smiled bitterly, "Hong Qing is dead. If the villain returns alive, the whole family will be affected. If the villain dies, they will feel that the villain died with Hong Qing. In this way, the family can still receive compensation."