Chapter 96 If you want to wear a crown, you must suffer from it
After dinner, Yi Niang brought tea and everyone sat and chatted casually.
"Lang Jun is almost sixteen." Yi Niang glanced at Yang Xuan and said with satisfaction: "Lang Jun is very handsome. The young man is the county magistrate. I'm thinking that it's time to take a look at Lang Jun's marriage."
When I mentioned this, even the old thieves became interested.
"Mr. Lang, I think Han Ying is pretty good."
Cao Ying stroked her beard and said, "The body is plump and plump, just suitable for sleeping with your husband."
Wang Laoer said casually: "Han Ying is so fat."
"It would be better to be fat." The old thief said disdainfully: "Are you looking for a woman with bones all over her body? She's not afraid of offending her husband."
Yi Niang glared, "Don't even talk."
When everything subsided, there was more joy in Yi Niang's eyes, "Last time I saw a girl in Yongningfang. She was plumper than Han Ying. She was so beautiful that even I was attracted by her."
"The husband's first wife must be cautious." Cao Ying suggested, risking being offended by Yi Niang.
"Of course." Yi Niang said matter-of-factly, "When you come here, you will serve as my concubine. If you serve her well in the future, she will naturally benefit from her."
"He's fatter than Han Ying, Yang Xuan, take care." Suzaku muttered.
Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Let's talk about this... more."
He reads the information about later generations every day, especially movies and TV series, and has long been baptized by the aesthetic values of later generations. When he heard about a woman who was fatter than Han Ying, he knew without thinking that he couldn't handle it.
The old thief jumped out and said, "Young man is worried that your husband will be pushed out of bed at night!"
"Presumptuous!" Cao Ying was angry and stood up to deal with the old thief.
The old thief ran around the pillar, but Cao Ying couldn't catch up for a while.
Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of a scene in a certain film and television drama, and blurted out, "Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin."
"Carry it on your shoulders on a pair of hairy legs." Suzaku roared.
…
That night, Yang Xuan took out the scroll and turned on the screen.
"Ancient Military."
A subdirectory appears.
"train."
The next level of subdirectories appears.
1: A brief analysis of military training in the Qin Dynasty.
2: Revealing the secrets of military training in the Han Dynasty.
3: On the combat methods of Mongolian cavalry.
There is also a long list of sub-categories below, with the last row of words: On the combat effectiveness brought by steel discipline.
…
The second day.
After breakfast, Yang Xuan stood up and said, "The old thief continues to wander around the city."
"Take your orders!" the old thief said with a smile, "I'll go back and touch the bones."
"It's okay to touch the bones." Yang Xuan sneered: "Don't touch the bones you shouldn't touch, otherwise your legs will be broken."
The old thief said sarcastically: "Definitely not."
When we arrived at the front yard, the three clerks were there.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."
Yang Xuan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhen Siwen turned around and looked at Yang Xuan who was leaving, and praised: "The Ming Mansion has become more and more commanding."
Hu Zhang nodded in agreement.
Jiang said sincerely: "Indeed."
Outside the city, the death camp gathered at the foot of the mountain on the right, avoiding the sight of the city.
"Array up!"
Zhao Youcai stepped forward and asked, "Please give me instructions."
Yang Xuan walked to the front of the array and scanned the rows of prisoners.
"You are called a death camp, and the name carries the aura of death. But who wants to die? No one wants to die."
Yang Xuan's words lifted the spirits of the prisoners.
He walked slowly in front of the array.
"Atonement is the only way for you, and if you want to atone for your sins, the only way is to make meritorious deeds. But if you die in battle before you have made meritorious deeds, is it unjust?"
The mountain breeze blew, and Yang Xuan stopped and faced the array.
"Unjust or not?"
"injustice!"
"Isn't it unfair if it's not tidy enough?"
"injustice!"
Amidst the uniform shouts, Yang Xuan raised his hand.
The sound stopped suddenly.
He looked at those eager eyes and said solemnly: "Then practice as I said. It will increase your chances of survival and allow you to continue to gain merit."
"In a word, listen to orders, listen to orders, or really listen to orders. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
A group of tough gangsters who survived in the city of sin have so much fresh flavor of the world.
We still have hope!
"Stand still!"
"Bring the rope, set up the pole, and straighten it!"
"Stand still!"
Under the autumn sun, these former prisoners were motionless.
Because the man standing in front of them didn't move.
The mountain wind blew again, and it seemed as if I encountered a mountain peak in front of the array and chose to go around it.
"Rest!"
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xuan gave the order to rest.
Zhao Youcai limped over, "Lang Jun, is this kind of training useful?"
Diao She also scratched his head, "Lang Jun, the villain is carrying an axe. Wherever the gentleman points, he will kill the villain. Damn, I dare to kill officials. The villains standing in this array are covered in sweat..."
"Sweat more now and bleed less during war!"
"Array."
Yang Xuan had a straight face.
The array is reshaped.
"Intensive assassination with spears."
"kill!"
"kill!"
"Be tidy!"
"kill!"
"forward……"
"kill!"
At the end of the training, Yang Xuan said with satisfaction: "The next step is to assassinate with a hanging stone."
Well!
Zhao Youcai and Diao She looked at each other, but did not dare to ask.
…
The old thief went for a walk outside and wanted to go back early, but he was worried that Junzi Cao would catch him and scold him.
have to!
He simply touched the roof.
Why!
It’s so relaxing to be in the sun!
It would be nice if there was no wind.
The old thief was lying on the roof, turning over...
Jiang Zhen came out of Cao Ying's room, holding some documents in his hand.
After coming out, he walked around in a circle and quickly looked down at the paperwork.
No problem!
But...what do you mean by left and right?
The old thief is clearly visible from a high place.
Tsk!
The old thief clicked his tongue and quietly got off the roof.
Yang Xuan will come back later.
"Mr. Lang."
"What's the matter?"
Yang Xuan was going to take a bath.
The old thief said with a smile: "Earlier, I saw that Jiang really sneaky peeked at the documents."
Yang Xuan was startled, "Stare at him!"
"Take orders!"
There was a suspected spy inside, which made Yang Xuan stunned.
In his opinion, the He family was not qualified to do this to him, and He Huan preferred to take action directly. The four surnames in the family did not have the motivation to take action against him...
Even if Chun Yushan knew that the ancestral tomb was stolen by an old thief, he would not use such roundabout methods, but would personally lead his family's guards to raid in northern Xinjiang.
He thought for a long time, and Yi Niang's analysis came to his mind.
When taking a shower, the whole person will be particularly focused, and the chaotic thoughts in the past will gradually become clearer.
What do the four surnames in a family value most?
family property?
They are not short of money, food and land. It is said that there are too many copper coins in their home, and the ropes that hold the money often break. And because they have too much food, they lose a lot every year.
Then it is power.
A family with four surnames, especially the Yang family, has been inherited for many years and has been rich and prosperous for many years. What does such a family value?
"Unless you want to be emperor, you must be rich and powerful for a long time." Yang Xuan raised his head in confusion.
"How can we be rich for a long time? We have huge strength, but once the emperor turns his back, the whole family must be careful to deal with it. So try to make the emperor one of your own, this is the royal way."
He figured it out completely.
"The Yang family entered the palace and gave birth to a prince. This is the foundation of the country and can ensure that the family's four surnames will continue to be rich and noble. And the prince's concubine is Chun Yu Yanjiao. If the prince ascends the throne according to the plan, it will naturally be for the four surnames of the family. The child of Chun Yu Yanjiao will definitely
He is the prince, and then he continues step by step... Tsk tsk! A hundred years from now, the four surnames of the family will probably have all the power!"
But now a noble concubine is pushing against their lung tubes.
To what extent did the emperor love his concubine?
Using a fast horse to transport fruits to the imperial concubine from the south cost countless money.
Secondly, he ordered the imperial concubine to call him Erlang, and he called the imperial concubine by her nickname. This matter spread outside the palace.
But the queen could only suffer in the palace every day.
She is not afraid of Kushou, but what she is afraid of is that the emperor will despise her and implicate the prince at the same time.
So the queen must fight back.
She vowed to make the concubine, that bitch, look good.
But after searching around, she found that she couldn't find a way to start.
The emperor loves his concubine so much that it is impossible to frame or suppress him...
What else could the queen do?
"Surround Wei and rescue Zhao?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "Save the country through curves!"
By attacking the concubine's people, the queen can on the one hand frighten the outside world, and on the other hand, she can make the concubine a loner.
It’s no use being pampered as a woman.
The news was passed on, and the big bosses of the four surnames of the family investigated it carefully.
The imperial concubine actually only has a few people she can use.
Is it making a fuss out of a molehill?
But when the emperor regarded the imperial concubine as a cinnabar mole, they could only do this.
"I became cannon fodder?" Yang Xuan smiled bitterly.
Suzaku said quietly: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Little Xuanzi, your journey has just begun!"
"Yes! It's just about to begin."
Yang Xuan said with piercing eyes: "I can change everything!"
…
The weather is getting colder, and the state is also scrambling for time to deliver supplies to various places.
"The convoy is coming."
The motorcade entered Taiping City in great force, and everyone who could move walked out of their homes, drooling at the sight of the food.
This year they will rely on this food to survive the winter.
Cao Ying led people to receive it.
Bags of grain entered the warehouse, and Cao Ying's heart dropped a little bit.
"This winter, it's safe."
"Letter, come forward when your name is called."
Those who thought there should be a letter stayed, and the others left in a hurry.
"Jiang Zhen."
Jiang Zhen stepped forward, and the clerk looked at him, confirmed his identity, and then handed over the letter.
Jiang Zhen took out a letter and said, "Please also give it to my wife."
The clerk smiled and said: "This is a well-mannered man. It seems that he and his wife have a deep love for each other."
Jiang Zhen went back with the letter.
Entering the bedroom, he first read the seal of the envelope before opening it.
One line of words.
According to the agreement of skipping reading, he read it out.
"Stare."
The convoy that received the letter is about to set off.
It's night.
The convoy returning empty cars formed a circle around the carts and rested in the circle.
In the middle of the night, someone exclaimed, "There's a fire."
A large car burned down, and everyone worked hard to put out the fire. They found that some of the things they brought back, including more than ten letters, had been burned.
Early the next morning, the old thief quietly appeared in the backyard.
"ah!"
He yawned, and Yi Niang's voice came from the kitchen, "Lang Jun ordered me to prepare ginger soup for you to ward off the cold. Come and drink it quickly."
After a bowl of ginger soup, the old thief reported to Yang Xuan in high spirits.
"There is nothing to tell from this letter." The old thief shook his head, wondering if Jiang Zhen had been wrongly accused.
"One of the simplest passwords in ancient times is a secret code, but it is very troublesome and requires a lot of memorization. The second type is written in a skipping manner, and the spaces are filled in at the end." Suzaku's voice was a little lazy, "Why do you need to ask me about such a trivial matter?"
This stick, it seems that the last time it was shut down was too short.
Yang Xuan started from the first place, second place, third place...
"Training troops on the mountainside, I don't know whether it's good or bad."