"Master, why don't you go out and take a look?" the housekeeper suggested.
Yang He thought about it, but when he stood up, he sat back down again.
"What's going on with those officers and soldiers now?" Yang He asked.
"Waiting outside the village. They were brought back by Zhang Meng. Are they waiting for Zhang Meng?"
"This... is not impossible. I don't know where I found these people!"
Yang He became more and more confused at this time, and then he said again: "You first gather people to prevent unexpected events, and then call Zhang Meng over!"
In this era of "collapse of rituals and music", in Yang He's view, the so-called officers and soldiers are no different from bandits. They are all enemies that may threaten him.
So on the one hand, he has to be prepared, and on the other hand, he has to ask about the situation first, so that he can be on the safe side.
Yang He had absolute authority in Zhuangzi, so his orders were quickly implemented, and the young men in Zhuangzi began to gather.
Zhang Meng, who had visited his mother, was rushing to Yang He's mansion. On the way, he happened to meet someone from Yang's mansion who was looking for him.
Arriving all the way to the Yang Mansion, Zhang Meng was taken into the inner house. At this moment, Yang He was fully dressed, and the Yang family's stewards also appeared with him.
At this moment, Yang He had no time to investigate the matter of Zhang Meng leaving Zhuangzi without permission.
As soon as he heard him speak, he asked: "Zhang Meng, did you bring back those officers and soldiers outside?"
"yes!"
"Are they from that guardhouse?" This is what Yang He must ask clearly.
Under the eager eyes of everyone, Zhang Meng replied: "They are not from the guard house, but the guards of the palace, and the leader is His Highness King Yong!"
The content of Zhang Meng's words completely exceeded everyone's imagination. They really didn't expect this to be the case.
As a powerful gentry, Yang He had connections in the officialdom even though he was not an official. Of course he knew the background of King Yong Zhao Yanxun.
"Are you telling the truth?" Yang He stood up and asked.
No wonder he was suspicious. When monsters appeared, Yang He sent people to Hecheng to Yuanyang for help, but none of the people sent came back.
When zombies broke out later, Yang He could only believe that Yuanyang River City had fallen.
When someone suspected of lying, Zhang Meng's expression immediately dropped. He was a person who couldn't hide his thoughts.
"Can this be false? If you don't believe it, just go outside and see for yourself!"
Having said this, Zhang Meng remembered Zhao Yanxun's instructions, so he immediately said: "When I come back, the prince has given instructions for you to go outside to see him immediately!"
Hearing this, Yang He couldn't help but frown.
Regardless of whether he is the real King Yong or not, what is the purpose of the person outside wanting to see him?
His experiences in the past six months have made Yang He accustomed to thinking in terms of the law of the jungle.
What is the most important thing in these troubled times? Of course it is food, but there is a large amount of food in the village.
This is the foundation of his Yang family. He, Yang He, has worked so hard to run it for so long, how can he let others take it away from him?
So what if you are a prince? The Jin Dynasty is dead, who cares whether you are a prince or not? Only talking with big fists counts.
"Everyone, what do you think?" Yang He asked all the clan members.
Everyone murmured for a while, and after a while one of them said: "Master, it's better to go and see him. First listen to what he has to say, and then make any arguments!"
Yang He nodded, and then said: "Gather all the young people in Zhuangzi!"
Twenty minutes later, Yang He appeared at the gate of Zhuangzi. Standing on the wall, he saw Zhao Yanxun and his party not far away.
"Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar!" Yang He shouted loudly.
"The prince is here, why don't you come out quickly and see me in person?" Lin Dagui shouted at the top of his lungs.
It doesn't matter to Yang He whether the other party is a prince or not, he won't go out anyway.
"General, there are monsters wandering outside. I dare not come out. Please forgive me!"
"Are you blind, old man? There are monsters outside, why don't you come out quickly and apologize to the prince!" Lin Dagui became more and more impatient.
In his opinion, these people were shameless, and the prince's kind-hearted rescue was rejected by these people.
But Lin Dagui never thought that not all good intentions would be accepted by others.
Yang He, who had been scolded and insulted by Lin Dagui and had absolute authority in Zhuangzi, looked extremely ugly at this moment.
"In the past six months, there have been many thieves and soldiers, pretending to be officials and trying to trick people into entering the village..."
"In these troubled times, it is difficult to identify one's identity. For the safety of the young and old in the village, the prince... the old man has no choice but to offend!"
Yang He's words not only explained his attitude, but also linked the safety of the entire village.
At this moment, all the young people in the village are here, and these people all respect Yang He, so they will naturally believe his words and think that Zhao Yanxun and his party are not good people.
Originally, Zhao Yanxun thought that if he appeared in Yangjiazhuang, he would directly submit to him, but now it seems that he has overthought it.
So much so that he had to reflect on whether the royal army relied on kindness or force to conquer the survivors everywhere since they left the city.
Judging from Yang He's reaction at this time, it is natural that force plays the decisive role.
The thirty or so people of his had not shown the ability to absolutely suppress them, so Yang He dared to confront him.
"Yang He, I am here to show you a clear path!"
Hearing this, Yang He couldn't help but ask: "What's the bright way?"
"In Yuanyang City, there are mountains of food, medicinal materials, doctors, and the royal army to protect you. It is much better than hiding in this village and guarding against monster attacks every day!"
"As long as you surrender to my king, you can have all of this!"
After listening to Zhao Yanxun's words, there was a discussion in Zhuangzi. Even if some people were skeptical, there would always be a group of people who believed it.
Yangjiazhuang is only temporarily stable. It is comparable to the life described by Zhao Yanxun. It is not surprising that some people yearn for it.
Yang He did not answer. He was thinking about the truth or falsehood of what Zhao Yanxun said, but he would definitely not be able to reach a conclusion just by thinking.
"If you don't surrender now... when the royal army arrives in a few days, your Yang family's wealth will come to an end!"
This was a harsh word and a naked threat, and it also separated the Yang family from the entire Zhuangzi.
Zhao Yanxun spoke in a calm tone, because his state of mind was already calm.
Although there are many people in Yangjiazhuang, in front of the power of the palace, they are like ants that can be crushed at any time.
Because I have strength, I have confidence and naturally appear calm.
"Who doesn't know how to speak big words? With just a few words from you, we will surrender to you?"
These words were spoken in a much clearer voice, but it was Yang Cheng, the son of Yang He, who looked young and energetic.
"Shut up!" Yang He scolded angrily.
Unexpectedly, Yang Cheng went on to say: "I have hundreds of young and strong people in Yangjiazhuang, working together with one heart, are we still afraid of you?"
Yang He was so angry that his liver trembled. He didn't expect that his son would dare to disobey him, so he slapped Yang Cheng twice.
"Take this bastard to the ancestral hall!" Yang He was furious.
It is said that it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. It is obviously a peaceful negotiation, but Yang Cheng wants to turn others into enemies. This is also unacceptable to Yang He.
At this moment, he not only doubted whether Yang Cheng was suitable as his successor, he had never seen him so unwise before.
