When he was in Yuanzhou, Yang Xuan also thought about what the emperor and the important ministers in the temple were like.
At that time, he looked at the wooden statues in the temple and said to his companions: "Your Majesty and those important ministers must look like this."
The friends had various disputes, but all the disputes were that this statue was not suitable and the other one was suitable.
In their eyes, the emperor and his ministers were both majestic and terrifying. A wave of their hands could destroy a village, and a word could bring them misfortune.
Later, he saw the county magistrate who was traveling. Although he was majestic, he was not a statue of a god. This made Yang Xuan a little disappointed. He was charged less for wild hog meat that day, and he felt heartbroken for a long time after returning.
At this moment, the monarchs and ministers in the palace really turned into statues of gods.
Chenzhou was really besieged.
Yang Xuan was shouting loudly that Chenzhou was in danger, but it was far from time to relax.
No one listened.
In the smoke of power struggle, his cry was lost.
Just like the Ming Dynasty in another world many years later, people of insight are loudly shouting that this Ming Dynasty is in danger and will be finished. However, the monarchs and ministers in the court are tirelessly engaged in political disputes.
If you want to say that no one saw the crisis, that is unrealistic. After all, they are not stupid pigs. Even stupid pigs have to howl a few times.
But people are self-interested. What can benefit themselves when a crisis or political struggle comes?
Of course it is a political struggle.
Therefore, the crisis was swept away.
But just when they questioned whether the crisis news was a lie, the people on the stage came.
Bang bang bang!
The news on the stage was like a slap in the face, which made Zheng Qi's cheeks swollen and her eyes blue.
The key is that Boss Yang has ceased his activities.
He stood there with a low eyebrow and even gave his father-in-law a worried look.
——My father-in-law, did I make a mistake?
This is the second slap in the face.
He was just scolding: Zheng Qi, you are so damned wrong to the country!
Yang Xuan's costume...is actually also a little transparent.
But not my father-in-law!
Zhou Zun stood up and said calmly: "My son-in-law, it seems that a blind cat encountered a dead mouse. He is really lucky!"
If Yang Xuan slapped him in the face secretly, Zhou Zun slapped him hard and openly.
Zhou Zun added: "However, it is understandable that Zheng Shangshu made a mistake in his judgment. After all, Zheng Shangshu is just the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.
The Ministry of Justice, after all, is not the Ministry of War."
Look, my father-in-law is so considerate that Zheng Qi even trembles.
——You, the Minister of Punishment, a fool who doesn’t even understand battle formations, dare to point fingers at the judgment of my son-in-law, Yang Xuan, the famous general of the Tang Dynasty?
you!
Matches it too!
In an instant, Yang Xuan felt that his thoughts were clear.
All the pores on my body were opened, and I felt cool and comfortable.
Zhou Zun sat down, still calm and calm.
Yang Xuan felt that if his father-in-law could sit down and talk with Ning Yayun at this moment, the two of them would definitely have a close relationship, so he chopped off the chicken head, burned the yellow paper, and paid homage.
Moreover, Zhou Zun focused all his firepower on Zheng Qi, not involving Yang Songcheng or the emperor at all.
This is to concentrate the superior force and hurt ten of its fingers, it is better to cut off one of them.
It seems that my father-in-law made a lot of mistakes in improving his military skills after returning from the southern expedition.
The emperor obviously felt that he was relieved, "Yang Qing."
Yang Xuan knew that the time had come when he needed to make his own judgment.
"Your Majesty, the southern part of the town was defeated by me, so its Khan Xin Wuji is quite afraid of me."
When it's time to brag about yourself, don't be humble.
——Xin Wuji’s grandson was just jealous of me. Hearing that I was going to Chang’an, he wanted to take advantage of me.
"Chen Zhou holds on, naturally he is not afraid. But this year's crops..."
Yang Xuan didn't know if Xin Wuji had restrained his subordinates. If the crops were destroyed, he would kill that bitch when he got back!
"It's a trivial matter about crops." The abbot spoke, indirectly helping Zheng Qi out of trouble.
Yang Xuan said: "Among the three major departments, the Tiger Control Department is the strongest. Khan Zhang Zhuo of the Tiger Control Department is cunning. Seeing this opportunity... Your Majesty, I am worried that he will take advantage of the situation and send troops."
Chenzhou in the south of the town can block it, but the Tiger Control Division also sends troops. I dare not say how long Chenzhou, which is in seclusion and self-defense, can hold on.
At that time, no matter how much the loss is, whoever is responsible will bear the blame.
The emperor said calmly: "Zheng Qing."
Zheng Qi's body trembled and he saluted slowly.
"My lord, I almost caused a disaster. Please punish me, Your Majesty."
This matter was clearly the fault of the emperor and the head of state, but in the end it was Zheng Qi who had to take the blame.
Many times, the role of a confidant, in addition to running errands, also has to take the blame.
Yang Xuan glanced at Zuo Xiang.
Chen Shen inadvertently makes people feel that this person has no sense of existence, but often at the most critical moment, his words can suddenly change the situation.
Chen Shen didn't say anything.
This father-in-law, who was filial to the emperor, looked like an old tree, vicissitudes of life, and vigorous.
The emperor said calmly: "Luo Qing has been wronged, and I feel uneasy."
yes!
And what about Luo Cai?
Last time, when it was proposed that Yang Xuan should be brought to Chang'an to serve, Luo Cai strongly opposed it. He was sidelined by Zheng Qi, suppressed by the emperor, and expelled from the court.
At that time, Zheng Qi was in high spirits.
Now, retribution has come.
…
Luo Cai was writing a memorial at home.
The first official memorial was sent back by the emperor, which was a common practice.
I'm sending the second copy today.
He wrote the memorial almost without thinking, got up and went out, shouting: "Here comes someone."
When the servant came over, Luo Cai handed over the memorial and said, "Give it to the steward and ask him to deliver it."
The reason why he became an official was that he was ill. Since he was ill, he naturally could not deliver the memorial in person.
The old wife came and said, "Let Dalang deliver it! Otherwise it will be disrespectful!"
Luo Cai said: "Who will respect me?"
Seeing his stubbornness, the old wife sighed in her heart, "I know you are unwilling."
"It's not that I'm not willing to give in, it's that I'm not willing to give in to the Tang Dynasty!
Do you know how the decline of a country begins?
If you look at the annals of history, the beginning of a country's decline is always due to the corruption of its predecessors.
If the administration of officials is bad, there will be corrupt officials everywhere in the country. Who has the mind to govern the place? Who has the mind to manage money? Who has the mind to fight for the country?
Everyone is thinking about how to make money, everyone is thinking about how to get promoted and make a fortune.
Do you think that officialdom will be ruined in a day?
No! It just accumulates over time.
Some people are corrupt, and some are mediocre officials. No one cares about such officials, and such officials flourish rapidly. So, what will other people do if they see it?
He can make money, why can't I?
Gradually, no one takes the board seriously anymore...
In fact, corruption is not terrible. What is terrible is that after corruption, they still do nothing.
What's even more frightening is that they use their power to exact exorbitant amounts of money.
In this way, in just a few decades, the place will be completely ruined.
Then, you will see the refugees.
Then, you will see the smoke rising everywhere.
Then, you will see foreign horses trampling...the Central Plains!"
The old wife smiled bitterly, "The emperor kicked you out of the court and didn't want you anymore. Why do you still worry about this?"
"I'm not worried about him!"
"Then who are you doing for?"
"This Datang!"
Luo Cai said: "At the beginning, Emperor Wu said that the officials should be responsible for the management of the country and the promotion of talents for the country.
I have always remembered these words and have always taken them as my motto.
But... after the Supreme Emperor ascended the throne, he cleaned up the court regardless of the indiscretions, and then appointed his cronies.
I tried my best to support him, thinking that it would be better if I ascended the throne now.
What I didn't expect was that it was still the same, only getting worse.
Coupled with the interference of dignitaries and aristocratic families in the court, I, the official minister, feel even more torture..."
"Then go home!" the old wife advised, "There is nothing you can do about it. You have tried your best, which is enough to comfort Emperor Wu. Go home!"
"I don't want to give up! Whenever I think about those incompetent people filling the court, I feel so anxious that I can't sleep at night." Luo Cai's eyes were bloodshot.
"What else do you want to do?" The old wife knew that he was stubborn, but she was not prepared to listen to him on this matter.
"The Tang Dynasty is in danger. I want to save the Tang Dynasty."
"How long can you live alone?"
"Even if it's just for a moment!"
The old wife shook her head, "I'm going to pack things, but you can't do it this time. Let's go back early!"
Luo Cai was driven home, and the servants at home were also shameless. Recently, they have been doing things with their heads down.
Moreover, after returning to his hometown, there will be no need for so many servants, and some of them will be dismissed.
Therefore, the Luo family looks like a sunset and dusk scene.
Several riders arrived outside Luo's house.
Knock knock knock!
The servant was very slow to open the door today.
Squeak!
"Who are you looking for?" The servant was a little impatient.
Then, rubbing his eyes, "Zheng Shangshu?"
Several servants who were packing their things turned back in shock.
"Didn't he attack with all his strength and let Alang be driven home?"
"What is he here for? To add insult to injury?"
"It is said that Alang has offended His Majesty. He might be here to deliver bad news!"
The whole front yard became gloomy and gloomy with these words.
"Is Mr. Luo here?" Zheng Qi asked with a smile.
"I'll report it now, little man."
If it were in the past, the servants of the Luo family would not be so eager, but as luck would have it, now Luo Cai is a phoenix that is worse than a chicken, and he cannot afford to offend Zheng Qi, the confidant of the father of the country.
When Luo Cai learned that Zheng Qi was coming, his first reaction was to sneer.
"I'm afraid you're here to make me compromise."
Luo Cai has been in the official department for many years, and even if he doesn't deliberately manage it, he still has the largest network of contacts.
This network of connections is huge.
He thought Zheng Qi was here to get this connection.
As for the exchange, I think it is to use the future of my children and grandchildren.
"Old dog, don't even think about it!"
Luo Cai went to the front yard.
When I saw Zheng Qi, I just wanted to sneer.
Zheng Qi bowed, not cupping his hands, but bowing.
Outside the door, several neighbors pretended to be passing by.
Behind, Luo Cai's old wife was worried and followed quietly with her children and grandchildren.
Everyone saw Zheng Qi bowing.
Handing over is just a greeting, it's nothing.
Bowing is usually done by younger people to older people.
Zheng Qi straightened up.
"Mr. Luo, I'm here to apologize!"
…
Yang Xuan left the imperial city, and Zheng Suo and others were waiting.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Yang Xuan asked about the situation of the group that intercepted and killed.
"Feng Chen Ni Wu, he must have followed all the way from Northern Xinjiang."
"We've got it."
Yang Xuan said: "Old Han."
Jiang He'er felt a little cold and was startled.
"Lang Jun." Han Ji stepped forward.
"It's not polite to come and not go!" Yang Xuan said lightly.
"I understand!"
Yang Xuan then smiled gently and said, "Go to that house... Zhang Wuniang's house."
Jiang Heer whispered: "Lang Jun was so scary just now!"
The group of people found it according to the address given by Zhang Wuniang.
Nowadays, many of the walls in Chang'an City have been knocked down, and the rest are just hanging on, pretending.
Following the path he found the entrance to an alley, the old thief took a look and said, "Hey! There's something wrong here."
"What's wrong?" Wang Laoer asked.
The old thief said: "This breath is a bit familiar."
"grave?"
"No, I'm afraid many people have died!"
Pan Zheng asked: "Master, why can you sense it?"
The old thief sighed: "When you see the noble man a few times, you will naturally feel it. This thing is Yin Qi, and the noble man has the most of it."
Yang Xuansheng became interested, "What about the tombs of ordinary people?"
The old thief said: "The graves of ordinary people were buried shallowly, and the coffins were ordinary. The sun soaked them in, and they fell apart within a few years."
"Why!"
There was a faint sigh from the side, which startled everyone. Only the old thief said calmly: "Hey! Are you right?"
Squeak!
A nearby house opened the door, and an old man looked at the old thief with cloudy eyes, "You have some righteousness! A lot of people have indeed died here."
"How did you die?" the old thief asked.
"At the beginning, Emperor Wu was seriously ill and could not afford it, and the palace changed.
This is the home of a general, and the Emperor's men rushed in and killed the general's family, leaving not even a single cat or dog behind."
When the old man saw Jiang He'er, he smiled grimly, "Later! You can hear screams and begging for mercy here at night, and the general's roar, saying that I have served the country all my life and will never die with my eyes in peace... It's scary! It didn't take long.
, most of the people here have moved away.”
"No wonder I didn't see anyone." Jiang He'er quietly stood behind the old thief, and after thinking about it, he stood behind Yang Xuan again.
"Why are you standing behind me?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Lang Jun is a governor and a famous general. If I stand behind Lang Jun, I won't be afraid."
Everyone went in all the way.
Halfway through, I found a house.
The door is tattered and even repaired.
Knock knock knock!
The old thief stepped forward and knocked on the door, then turned around and said, "There's someone here."
"Who is it?"
It was Zhang Wuniang's voice.
"Zhang Wuniang, we are the ones buying candy today."
"etc."
Later, the sound of footsteps was heard, and then someone looked out from the crack in the door.
The door opened, Zhang Wuniang was holding a kitchen knife and said happily: "Mr. Lang is here."
Yang Xuan nodded, "Why do you live here?"
Zhang Wuniang said: "No money is required, and no one will drive me away."
"Will you drive them away?" Jiang He'er asked.
Zhang Wuniang nodded, "Every solar term, beggars and refugees will be driven out of Chang'an City."
Zhang Wuniang's father was lying on the bed. The whole room looked shabby, but it was well-kept.
After learning that Zhang Wuniang's father's lungs were damaged due to workmanship, and he couldn't get out of bed because he had no money for treatment, Yang Xuan asked: "Which family caused the damage?"
"That Wang family." Zhang Wuniang's father smiled, "He is smelting iron!"
Yang Xuan thought of how when Taiping was smelting ore, everyone who came near the smoke and dust would wear the 'mask' he made.
This thing is not difficult.
He also told Wang's manager.
Why not?
He immediately sent for a doctor.
"Thank you very much."
Zhang Wuniang's father did not dare to accept it.
"My husband is the governor of Chenzhou." The old thief relieved his worries with just one sentence.
"The candy made by your daughter is delicious, would you like to go to Northern Xinjiang to make it?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.
Outside, Zhang Xu said: "There are so many refugees in this world who are just like their father and daughter. Lang Jun can save them, but how can he save those people?"
Tu Shang leaned against the door, folding his arms.