On the second day, Yang Xuan went to Zhoushe first.
"A document has come from Taoxian County, asking us to be careful of spies from Beiliao." Lu Qiang handed over a document.
"While the troops and horses have not moved, the spies will go first." Yang Xuan took the document and said, "If Northern Liao wants to raise troops, the first thing to do is to send spies to explore all parts of northern Xinjiang."
He glanced at the document and saw exactly this, "Let He Lianyan do this."
Jiang Heer puffed out his cheeks and chewed as he came in. When he saw the three people looking at him, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.
But there was too much food, and I was choked.
Yang Xuan went over and slapped her on the back.
Jiang Heer swallowed the food and said with tears in his eyes: "I'm late."
"It's not too late." It was not yet time to go to the Yamen, so Yang Xuan said a few words, "I'm in Xuanxue this morning. If you need anything, just look for me over there."
"Is Xuanxue recruiting disciples today?" Lu Qiang asked.
"Yes." Yang Xuan pointed at Jiang He'er, "Let He'er bring five thousand dollars, which can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from the state."
Cao Ying smiled and said: "Mr. Lang also has to give it."
"I'll go alone." Yang Xuan smiled.
Then he went out and mounted his horse. Yang Xuan pointed at Jiang He'er's little mouth and said, "Wipe it."
"What's wrong?" Jiang He'er wiped it with the back of his hand, "There is oil."
"Why do you have breakfast so late?"
The Yang family now has too many people, and it can be called a bell-ringing meal. But at every meal, Wang Laoer shouts, and everyone can hear it.
"I went to see the well this morning."
"What well?"
"It's the well where Baodong fished for the moon last night."
"What's in there?"
"Just one shoe is floating."
Yang Xuan fantasized about the scene and couldn't help but think of the movie he had seen in the scroll. However, in that scene, there were not only floating red embroidered shoes, but also a pile of long hair.
Metaphysics opens its doors today, so I’m so happy!
Ning Yayun also took the initiative and brought a group of professors to welcome the guests, no, to welcome the newcomers.
The newcomers haven't arrived yet, but the guests have arrived.
Originally, Chenzhou's beliefs were a bit complicated. According to Lu Qiang, there were too many gods in Chenzhou. Some were in charge of fertility, some were in charge of money, and some were in charge of health... It doesn't matter. The point is, every god has his own
He is multi-talented and can handle everything.
Under the chaotic beliefs, the people were confused.
The arrival of metaphysics is like a ray of new wind, which brightens the eyes of the people of Chenzhou.
In the past, the gods that everyone believed in were all wild and had no origin. Even a big tree would be given a god's name if it lived long enough, and it would become the object of people's spiritual sustenance.
The metaphysics are different. The gods enshrined in it have been passed down in an orderly manner for thousands of years.
Moreover, the gods of metaphysics are very professional. They do not specialize in multiple functions, but are strict and strict. Those who should be in charge of fertility should only focus on fertility, and those who should be in charge of money cannot interfere with health...
This is professionalism!
So the incense flourished.
The number of believers increases day by day.
Today is a big day for metaphysics, and many believers have come one after another.
"Ma Langjun!"
"Tang Langjun!"
The professors greeted him with a smile.
"Where's Bao Dong?" Ning Yayun asked.
That nimble disciple is the best person to receive you at this moment!
"Yesterday I went to Zitai's place to drink. I got so drunk that I fell into the well."
"Are you okay?" Ning Yayun was a little worried.
"fine."
"That's good."
"I gave him a good beating when I came back. I'm probably applying medicine now."
This woman is so fierce... The corners of Ning Yayun's mouth twitched, "It's a good fight."
Bao Dong came out in a hurry, with bruises on the corners of his mouth. After saluting, he hurried to the front to receive him.
"Look, Doriso!" An Ziyu was a little intoxicated by the effect of his beating, and the ruler between his fingers turned with increasing joy.
What would happen if she was allowed to take over as head master?
Ning Yayun thought about it seriously and then put the idea aside.
The occult will become a gang!
Relying on violence to suppress the disciples below.
Why!
Man, it’s difficult!
Bao Dong came back and said, "Headmaster, there is a guest from Chang'an. Yang Jia, who claims to be the Yang family, has learned that Xuanxue has opened a mountain gate in northern Xinjiang, so he came here to congratulate him."
"Mr. Yang?" An Ziyu sneered, "You should be beaten out!"
"The overall situation is the most important thing!" Ning Yayun shook her head, "Please come in."
Yang Jia came over with a smile, accompanied by more than ten people, among whom a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard caught the eye.
"I've met Headmaster Ning." Yang Jia handed over his hand.
"Thank you very much." Ning Yayun said in a free and easy manner.
The man with a pale face and a beardless face walked up and spoke. His sharp voice made Ning Yayun shrink her eyes.
"Chu He, I have met Headmaster Ning. We have been in the palace and have never been to the Imperial Academy. We are not lucky! We are here today. At least Headmaster Ning allows us to see those gods."
An Ziyu narrowed her eyes and wanted to speak, but Ning Yayun took a step forward and said, "It's easy to talk, please."
This Chu He came from the palace. He smiled and said: "No one expected that Xuanxue would withdraw from the Imperial College. Your Majesty later mentioned this matter and was quite annoyed.
After asking around, I found out that metaphysics had come to Northern Xinjiang.
No, Your Majesty ordered us to come and see if the metaphysics is okay. If not, we will go back.
Chang'an is so big that it doesn't lack a mountain gate."
There is something in this sentence, and it means something to win over.
"Please." Ning Yayun did not answer, but nodded, and then two professors came over and took them in.
Watching them go by, An Ziyu said: "At first, they drove us out of the Imperial Academy like dogs, but now they are here to win over us. This is to weaken Zitai."
"Even you can see it." Ning Yayun sighed: "It shows that the emperor is getting more and more confused."
An Ziyu thought for a while, "What do you mean by this, do you mean that I am stupid?"
"No, no matter how stupid the emperor is, he is still better than the average person."
Ning Yayun successfully changed the topic, but she began to think about it herself.
Other emperors talked about the constitution and kept their promises, but Li Bi changed his orders day by day...
Huang Chunhui vomited blood, and great changes in northern Xinjiang were imminent.
"Master Ning."
An acquaintance came and held his hand with a smile.
"Chen Langjun, I don't see you very well, please." Ning Yayun said in a gentle and elegant manner.
Yang Jia and Chu He were arranged in a room alone.
The attendant checked and said, "No one is listening."
"Xuanxue people are only thinking about talking and they don't know how to pry." Chu He sat down and asked, "What does the emperor mean by asking you to come?"
Yang Jia said: "Huang Chunhui is domineering, Liao Jin is just that, and he even promoted Yang Xuan. Beijiang actually has the intention of being the last to lose. The emperor ordered me to come and see Chenzhou and Yang Xuan..."
"Who do you want to win over?" Chu He smiled and reached for the water glass.
These are a pair of densely wrinkled hands, with blood veins winding on the back of the wrinkled hands, looking like snakes and insects under the bark of an old tree.
Yang Jia couldn't help but be startled, thinking of those old monsters in the palace.
The palace has its own inherited cultivation methods. After those chamberlains enter the palace, someone will check their qualifications. If they have good qualifications, they will be accepted as disciples by those old monsters and devote themselves to training.
The only task of these people in the palace is to protect them.
Why did the emperor send an old monster here... Yang Jia suddenly figured out that metaphysics is a sect of cultivation. If you send a chamberlain who doesn't understand cultivation, the two sides can't find a common language.
Chu He must have cultivated to achieve success.
Thinking of this, Yang Jia's attitude became better, "Northern Xinjiang is full of frustrated people. The king is devoted to serving the country, so what's the use of wooing these people?"
"Ho ho ho!" Chu He smiled with disdain, "I don't care who you want to win over, but you must not ruin our affairs, otherwise... bones can be buried everywhere in Northern Xinjiang."
The relationship between the emperor and the abbot seems to be close, but everyone knows that the abbot and the power behind him are too huge, which makes the emperor extremely afraid.
People like Chu He know how to practice on a daily basis, and their ability to deal with people is almost zero, but it is not much better.
If he can say this, it must be the attitude of the emperor.
The emperor's suspicion of the father-in-law has become more and more intense!
Yang Jia said calmly: "Both each other."
"Ho ho ho!"
Chu He stood up and said, "Let's go!"
He led his entourage out, and the person next to Yang Jia said: "Mr. Lang..."
"Walls have ears, go out and talk."
Everyone left the room, and there were piles of people here and there outside.
"Look, Chu He and the others are there!"
Yang Jia has already seen it.
"Chu is doing something, and Ning Yayun looks neither yin nor yang, so I'm afraid she won't agree!"
Chu He held the title of eunuch in the palace. All the guards accompanying him this time were the palace guards. Only a eunuch named Tang Fan, who was his disciple, served him.
Tang Fan was only thirteen years old and looked around curiously.
"As soon as you enter the palace, it's as deep as the sea!" Chu He looked at his disciple with a touch of kindness in his eyes, "You haven't spoken yet, how can you know that you don't want to?"
The guard said: "Ning Yayun is just a wandering cloud and wild crane. I am worried that he prefers the unrestrained style of Northern Xinjiang."
"Boy, let me teach you to be a good boy!" Chu He said with a smile: "Before we entered the palace, Ye Niang said that we should listen to the instructions above and be cautious in every word and action. It is best not to speak.
Later, we were selected and became someone else's disciple like rice in soup.
Master said that if you practice successfully, you will be free from restraints.
But later we realized that this was bullshit!
So what if we succeed in cultivation? There are rules in the palace, how can we still ignore them?
The same goes for Chen Zhou. Can Ning Yayun still ignore Chen Zhou and ignore Yang Xuan's rules?
It should be noted that in the Imperial Academy of Chang'an, no one set any rules for metaphysics. There was only one rule: abide by the law.
Chenzhou looks good, but its population cannot compare with Guanzhong...
The palace has been recruiting people for many years, and the ones with the best qualifications are the children of Guanzhong.
Our master once said that when the country is prosperous, talents emerge in large numbers. This is a reflection of it.
Do you think Ning Yayun doesn't want to go back to Chang'an? Look at his clothes, they are old. Look at those professors, here is someone who knows them."
A guard came over and took a closer look, "That man is Professor Zhong Hui. He used to be the most heroic, but now he looks a little depressed. That man is Zhuang Xin. His face used to be red from drinking all day long. Now, how can he have fair and tender skin like a woman?"
Already."
"I'm so poor!" Chu He said with a smile, "Metaphysics is very enjoyable. When I was in the Imperial College, metaphysics was very popular and popular. If I had nothing to do, I would go up to the balcony to talk about mysteries. Now! I'm poor. If I throw out the benefits,
Is Ning Yayun still unwilling to accept it?"
Tangfan said: "Master, as long as you have food to eat."
"You idiot." Chu He said, "Who wants to suffer when you can enjoy it? Xuanxue had no choice but to leave Chang'an in the first place. Do you think they were willing? Yang Xuan just wanted to take advantage of these good people.
It was nothing before, but now Huang Chunhui's words have made His Majesty extremely angry, and Yang Xuan has become a grasshopper after autumn, unable to jump for a few days. In this case, why does Xuanxue stay here? "
"Hey! Who is that person... Yang Xuan is here."
Yang Xuan led the people into the mountain gate.
"Congratulations, Master."
Jiang Heer sent the congratulatory gift over.
"Whose?" the disciple who recorded it asked.
"From the state."
"oh!"
The disciple was a little disappointed.
It's not my senior brother's.
"In another ten years, metaphysics will flourish!" Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh as he watched the young people slowly enter the mountain gate.
Ning Yayun stroked her beard and smiled, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. However, thanks to your many praises of metaphysics, Zitai, we have achieved today's grand occasion."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "I am also a member of Xuanmen!"
Be part of it!
This is very important.
Boss, can you stop staring at me?
I'm not interested in the master of metaphysics.
Yang Xuan felt that he had given the right hint.
Does Zitai's words mean that he is interested in the position of head teacher?
Ning Yayun's eyes became more colorful.
In this way, I will have to build momentum for Zitai in the future.
For this matter, Bao Donggan is the perfect person.
"Zitai."
Baodong came over with a spring breeze on his face.
When you wake up after a hangover, you will be confused for a while, and then the memories will come out piece by piece like fragments. This piece is that you performed well last night and drank a lot.
This part is about you making a fool of yourself after drinking last night...
At this time, you will be so ashamed that you feel that you are shameless in front of others, and you wish you had a crack in the ground so that you could crawl through it.
But Bao Dong was different. He still looked the same, as if what happened last night was all done by his brother.
"You are so shameless that my well can't even hold it." Yang Xuan said sarcastically.
"Haha!" Bao Dong smiled sincerely, "One shoe was missing last night, and now my metaphysics is poor! Zitai can go back and donate some clothes and shoes!"
"Then where did the new shoes you are wearing now come from?" Yang Xuan glanced at the new shoes under his feet.
"I went to beg a senior sister and she gave it to me."
"Is it a lie?"
"Looking at what you said, Senior Sister is overflowing with sympathy. She just takes pity on me."
"Damn it, be careful of being put in a sack in the future." Yang Xuan had already seen the senior sister, who had big feet and was running back and forth wearing a pair of worn-out shoes.
"No, senior sister said that she wants to lose some meat and asked me to go back to eat with her and give me some meat."
"What on earth did you say to her to make her behave like this?"
"Let me just say that the soil and water of Northern Xinjiang nourish people. Senior sister looks at it, and its beauty is completely transformed, which makes people's hearts beat..."
"shameless."
"I'll pay her back later."
"You have some sense of shame."
"These shoes are a little too big and uncomfortable to wear."
The two of them had a banter, and Bao Dong said: "The hangover has dissipated, Shutan, ugh! I almost forgot, there was Yang Jia from the Yang family, and Chu He from the palace, who came earlier. Tai, the person who came here is not a good person!"
"Oh!" Yang Xuan's heart moved.
"Yang Jia is here." Bao Dong whispered.
Yang Jia came over with a smile.
"Shijun Yang!"
Both have the surname Yang, what a fate!
Yang Xuan walked towards him.
Sure enough, even if you are an enemy, you still have to show respect to Yang!
Yang Jia's smile was a little more reserved.
Everyone slowly looked at them.
Yang stood still and looked at Yang Xuan reservedly.
Yang Xuan walked towards him happily.
Like an old friend I haven't seen for many years.
The gesture is so kind.
Close.
Yang Xuan's hands reached his chest, ready to cup his hands.
Yang Jia smiled, a step too late.
Huang Chunhui's recommendation is poison, Yang Xuan is afraid!
The two are getting closer and closer.
Yang Jia raised his hands to his chest and closed his hands...
Yang Xuan's body turned slightly.
Passed by him.
He cupped his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Ah Weng!"