The method of farming in northern Xinjiang this time is to use large-scale farms, that is, to spread out the fields and divide them into pieces, and each field is cultivated by a group of people.
Someone suggested that everyone get together, even if they are old and weak, they cannot handle the large number of people!
Before Yang Xuan could object, Liu Qing spat on the man's face.
——In such a big place, when you wake up every morning, you have to walk for two or three hours to reach your own field.
What else is there to plant?
The space is too spacious, which is also a problem.
If you have a car...
Thinking too much.
Yang Xuan drooled a little as he thought about the vehicles he saw in the scroll.
He doesn't dare to ask for something advanced, so just give him some tractors!
Chuchuchu!
If you start it early in the morning in winter, you just need to put the fire under it for a while.
But that kind of tractor is a fairy weapon for Northern Xinjiang at this moment.
If you want to build it, come on!
The entire Tang Dynasty and the entire world can't do anything if they join forces.
That is a system!
No!
Yang Xuan shook his head, and there was a commotion ahead.
"What's the fuss about?"
Boss Yang was a little annoyed that his beautiful vision for the future was interrupted.
Jiang He'er ran over, covering his head, "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, Zhou Jian is chasing the enemy."
"oh!"
Yang Xuan was not surprised.
If it was a related household, Huang Chunhui's recommendation would be enough once, and Yang Xuan would naturally give him the face he deserved. But he recommended it twice, and before leaving, he solemnly handed Zhou Jian over to Yang Xuan.
Lao Huang will not cheat him, Yang Xuan still believes this.
"What are you surprised about?"
When Jiang He'er was surprised, her almond-shaped eyes were round and her pretty face was blushing. She looked cute with a touch of temptation.
The girl who always wanted to be in the world is growing up.
With his eyes lowered, Yang Xuan found that certain places were also growing vigorously.
Jiang He'er didn't notice that his boss was checking, and said excitedly: "His knife skills are so powerful."
"How powerful?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Tu Gong said he was no match, but the old thief insisted that he could go ten rounds."
"Yeah?"
Yang Xuan was thinking, why are such fierce men dormant in northern Xinjiang?
Why hasn’t Huang Chunhui used him?
There must be something unknown here.
Wang Laoer ran over and said, "Lang Jun, the enemy army has dispersed. Let's attack!"
“No need for trouble!”
Yang Xuan slowly walked to the edge of the camp.
He saw hundreds of defeated Northern Liao soldiers fleeing toward him.
Pei Jian led his pursuers in hot pursuit.
The pursuers on both sides were slowly closing in.
Using troops is not bad!
Yang Xuan was very satisfied and nodded, "Put up my flag!"
The flag bearer worked hard, and a big flag slowly rose.
"It's Yang Ziqi!"
"It's Yang Gou inside!"
The fleeing Beiliao people began to rein in their horses, with fear in their eyes.
They would rather face that terrifying enemy general than face Yang Dog.
"My reputation is so bad?" Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Surrender!"
The old thief shouted: "Abandon your sword and kneel down and don't kill!"
Most of the Northern Liao army dismounted and asked to surrender, with expressions of relief on their faces.
Although Yang Gou is said to be cruel, it is said that he keeps his word.
After being captured, everyone will become a coolie in road construction. However, it’s good to have a life left!
"How dare the people of Bei Liao not fear death?" Han Ji asked.
Yang Xuan said: "Being brave and not afraid of death does not mean that you are not afraid of death."
Tu Shang said: "If we don't surrender, we will fight hard and be captured later, and we will either be put on a pole or become a corpse in the capital.
This is what the people of Beiliao fear the most.
Some people say that the husband knows evil magic. Whenever a pole is erected or a temple is built, the soul will be sealed in place and will not be reincarnated."
"I'm a serious person!" Yang Xuan felt that these rumors were becoming more and more outrageous.
"Yes." Tu Shang spoke for his boss, but obviously he didn't mean what he said.
Pei Jian is here.
Holding the enemy general in one hand is as easy as holding a lamp grass.
Approaching, he threw the enemy general to the ground and saluted, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order."
"Tell me about it." Yang Xuan nodded.
Pei Jian explained the plan for this battle.
"...If the enemy saw three hundred cavalry, they would definitely hesitate. In this case, the subordinate dispersed his men and led one hundred cavalry himself.
After encountering the enemy's brigade, the commander led his troops to flee to the left, fearing that the enemy would attack the camp...
As expected, the enemy fell into the trap and split into two, pursuing them with 500 cavalry.
The subordinate ordered a hundred cavalry on the left wing to outflank the pursuers with a trumpet, then turned around and charged, and the enemy troops were routed.
Afterwards, the lower official led the army to pursue the enemy who had raided the camp, and ordered a hundred cavalry on the right wing to intercept the enemy in front. Out of pride for the enemy, he immediately led the army to charge and kill the enemy, and the enemy was defeated."
"Do you think it's easy?" Yang Xuan asked his subordinate.
The old thief was deep in thought. Obviously, this seemingly simple plan made his IQ a little anxious.
Tu Shang was silent for a long time, then he held his hand. "It's a good idea to know the subtleties!"
Tu Shang's ancestor was the founding general of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and his art of war has been passed down to his family for many years. He said that good tactics must be good war tactics!
Yang Xuan patted Pei Jian on the shoulder and said, "Remember the merit!"
With Northern Xinjiang in hand, he needs more confidants.
A confidant must be useful, and he must be proficient in both civil and military arts.
Pei Jian, it works!
Although this person's identity was doubtful, Yang Xuan was not prepared to ask, or even let the Jinyi Guards investigate.
Employing people is a science, and suspicion should be there, but when it can be shown and when it needs to be hidden, this is even more of a science, and it is also the art of the emperor.
But the suspicion of the false emperor does not distinguish between time, place, and people.
According to what Zhou Zun, the father-in-law said, apart from Han Shitou, no one in the world would believe the false emperor.
Is this person tired of living?
Yang Xuan shook his head.
He feels tired now.
This big stall in Northern Xinjiang is very troublesome, and all aspects must be weighed and considered.
It would be fine if there were enough resources, but Northern Xinjiang is lacking in resources!
How to balance your subordinates is a troublesome matter.
Look, where is the old thief dragging his dick?
Damn it!
It seems like they are going to torture the captives. Is this to make the second child more capable?
Yang Xuan glanced at He Lianyan.
Jinyiwei has not been officially established yet, it has just been given a name. But Helianyan’s food protection mode has already been started.
"Hey! Old thief, this is a matter for my royal guards."
The old thief was stunned, and then got angry, "Go and ask, starting from following Langjun, torture has been my responsibility."
He Lianyan sneered, "Now and then, Lang Jun said that everything must be formalized. Do you understand formalization? It's just who's business is who's business, don't overstep your authority."
After taking over Northern Xinjiang, the formalized management of his subordinates is urgent. For example, as Han Ji is a counselor, it must be determined what matters he can take care of.
The identity of the old thief and Wang Laoer is a little awkward. Wang Laoer is easy to say, has no ambitions, does odd jobs with the boss, and mainly works as a scout.
The old thief wanted to be a general, and he would never get a high position or a low position. He followed Yang Xuan, occasionally led the army, and spent most of his time playing tricks.
Drill holes, carve seals, pretend to be blind...
These are all charlatan tactics and have nothing to do with the general.
Torture is the special skill that the old criminal relied on to become famous. Now that He Lianyan wanted to interfere, he was angry.
The two began to argue.
After a while, I felt that the surroundings were very quiet.
When I turned around, I saw everyone standing with their hands tied.
The boss was standing not far away, looking at the two of them coldly.
The old thief trembled and saluted, "I beg your pardon, little man."
He Lianyan saluted, but felt that he was right.
Yang Xuan walked over slowly.
"The father-in-law is right, and the mother-in-law is right. We argue and argue, and there is no one else watching." Yang Xuan paced with his hands behind his hands, "I know that power is tempting, and it is not uncommon to kill relatives for power. But I hope that my subordinates will
There is a bottom line in my heart.”
He pointed at He Lianyan, "The bottom line is, be in awe!"
Everyone bowed their heads.
The prisoner was on the other side. Listening to Yang Xuan scolding his subordinates, he couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.
Didn’t you win this battle?
Why did he scold me?
"You must respect power, and you must also respect friendship. Yesterday we were drinking together, chatting and laughing, and our companions suddenly became rivals. Isn't it interesting?"
Yang Xuan patted the old thief on the shoulder. The old thief was a little flustered, "It's boring!"
"It's boring, yes! It's boring!" Yang Xuan walked up to He Lianyan, "It's just a job of torturing prisoners. What are you fighting for? Huh?"
He Lianyan raised her head and said, "This is a matter for my Jin Yiwei."
"No matter what you do, you have to speak politely and be aggressive. What do you want to do? Want to fight for power? How presumptuous!"
Yang Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and everyone quickly apologized.
"He Lianyan."
Helianyan knelt down and said, "Here."
"You are domineering and you will be punished with ten sticks!"
The old thief was shocked and wanted to persuade him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to get an advantage and behaved.
Jiang He'er came over and glared at everyone, "Do you want to watch or something?"
He Lianyan is the boss's concubine. She needs to take off her underwear. Who dares to look at her?
A group of people dispersed.
Later, He Lianyan limped into the room and was supported by Jiang He'er.
Yang Xuan is asking questions.
Xiao Yan said very bachelorly: "Erect poles or build Beijing temples, I have to suffer."
"He is a man. He is rare in recent years. I am very happy."
Yang Xuan looked a little happy to see Lie Xin, "Second child."
"exist!"
Under Yang Xuan, the one who least likes to fight for power is Wang Laoer, and the only man who can enter the Yang family's backyard is also Wang Laoer.
Therefore, the outside world says that Yang Xuan's number one confidant is this person. It's a pity that this person is a bit stupid, otherwise, at this moment, he would be a Sima or something.
"Put him in the house, blindfold him, and make a slit on his hand where the pulse is. I want to see how much blood is on his body."
"good!"
Wang Laoer carried Xiao Yan in, and Han Ji came over, "What kind of punishment is this, Mr. Lang?"
"Psychological warfare."
Yang Xuan clapped his hands and waved to Pei Jian.
"Deputy envoy!"
It's still the deputy envoy, not Lang Jun... Yang Xuan frowned slightly, "Collect the corpses of the enemy soldiers and place them outside the camp, one person per pole."
"yes."
Pei Jian went.
Han Ji stood behind Yang Xuan and said softly: "This person has not yet returned to his heart."
"I was a little dissatisfied at first, but then I thought about it. I'm not the kind of person who can make people bow to me when my tiger body shakes. When you, Old Han, saw me, you didn't feel so convinced, right?"
Yang Xuan felt relieved just thinking about it.
Han Ji smiled and said, "My lord is very handsome. When I first saw him, I thought it was extraordinary."
"I'll take the flattery, but I don't believe it!"
Once the flattery is tolerated, the subordinates will feel at ease.
Yang Xuan then inspected the scene after the burning.
Large arson scene.
There was black vegetation ash on the ground. From time to time, Yang Xuan leaned over to grab a handful of soil and crumbled it in his hands.
"This land is good, but it's a pity to use it as a pasture." Yang Xuan was very satisfied.
"During the Chen Kingdom, people used to farm here. Later, when the Chen Kingdom declined and the Northern Liao Dynasty rose, those people were expelled, and it has been turned into pasture ever since."
Han Ji's words aroused Yang Xuan's interest, "So, this place originally belonged to me in the Central Plains?"
He suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, Nangui City was originally a place in the Central Plains. After it was captured by the Northern Liao Dynasty, it was renamed Nangui City to humiliate the Central Plains."
Han Ji heard what his boss was muttering, moved closer, and shook his head.
"What did Mr. Lang say?" the old thief asked.
"What...since ancient times." Han Ji looked at the old thief, "Why do you look so guilty?"
"Have I ever felt guilty?" The old thief laughed dryly, "I would like to have a word with you."
Han Ji smiled, stopped, and watched the old thief pass.
"Lang Jun's methods are superb!"
The old thief went over to apologize.
"The villain is acting domineering today."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "You have followed me for many years and have never left me."
This is a fact. When Yang Xuan started his family, he only had a few kittens. Needless to say, Cao Ying and Yi Niang, the old thief and Wang Laoer were the elders. They went through many hardships along the way, but they never had any complaints, let alone left.
The old thief was stunned, "The villain Lang Jun said is so ashamed..."
"If you wait and never give up, I will start well and end well."
"yes."
The old thief's old face glowed red.
He then went to find Tu Shang.
Unlike him who was obsessed with fame and fortune, Tu Chang only had Wang Laoer in his eyes, watching over him and worrying that something would go wrong with him.
As for fame, Tu Shang said that I am very old. Unless the court can promise that all the achievements will be passed on to my second son after his death, what else will I do with fame and fortune?
Making coffin panels?
These words are so clear and touching.
"Old Tu, your husband really cares for us old people the most."
Tu Shang held the spear and said calmly: "What are you worried about?"
"Now that Lang Jun is in charge of Northern Xinjiang... tell the truth! You are not an outsider either." The old thief scratched his head, "How many talents are there in Northern Xinjiang? Those talents are now used by Lang Jun, but what should we do?"
"I don't like these."
"But I still think about honoring my ancestors!" The old thief sighed: "I am worried that my abilities are not outstanding and will be replaced by those newcomers. Alas! This is a dirty idea, but I can't help it."
"Mr. Lang is nostalgic for old friendships. You are worrying too much."
"Yes! Today I have finally seen through it all. It is us old people who are most favored by your husband."
The old thief said happily: "He Lianyan was beaten up, hey! It turns out that I am also at fault. I will buy some things later, and I will ask you to investigate on my behalf."
Tu Shang nodded, "It's up to you!"
…
Yang Xuan entered the room where He Lianyan was recovering from her injuries, which was also her and Jiang Heer's bedroom.
As soon as you enter, there is a medicinal smell.
He Lianyan was lying on the bed and raised her head when she heard the voice, "Mr. Lang."
"Lie down."
Yang Xuan came over and asked, "How do you proceed with He'er?"
"The technique is exquisite. It looks heavy but is actually just a light blow. What she said...it can also look light and kill someone with a stick."
"She also has the talent to be a chambermaid, which is rare!"
Yang Xuan sat beside the bed, "I've wronged you."
"Don't dare!" He Lianyan said, "Mr. Lang uses me to appease the old man. This is important to me."
"Don't you feel aggrieved and embarrassed?"
Yang Xuan asked.
He Lianyan said: "Didn't Lang Jun say that Jin Yiwei is Lang Jun's confidant? Naturally, a confidant among Lang Jun's confidants should be prepared to sacrifice for Lang Jun. It is not shameful to be embarrassed, and it is not shameful to be embarrassed for Lang Jun."
"What you said is a bit confusing."
"Lang Jun said that the Imperial Guard is directly under Lang Jun. What is it similar to? Eagle Guard? Or Mirror Stand."
"House slave!"
He Lianyan's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and she said in a trembling voice: "Slave, I have met your husband!"
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