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Chapter 832 Uncle and Nephew
On the table are a bunch of steamed buns and a few pieces of dried mutton.

Without chopsticks, Zhang Jue ate the mare's milk one bite at a time with the steamed buns in his hand, wiped his mouth, and said, "I think you've been stumped this time, and you came here to recruit Yang Dayuan, but you got all fishy in the end. If it gets out, who will submit to you?"

"Why do you think I'm at a loss?" Li Xia asked back, "It's as if Yang Dayuan is a general under my command, and it's clear that the enemy has killed a marshal."

Seeing that he had finished drinking a bowl of mare's milk, Zhang Jue casually pushed the earthen pot of mare's milk on the table over and said, "Yang Dayuan might have surrendered, but in the end he died, and your reputation was ruined, wouldn't it be a big loss? "

"Is that how you figured it out?"

"Otherwise? If you don't make a profit, you will lose." Zhang Jue said, "You have thought about it, how do you clear your stigma?"

"It's not a stigma. And it's unnecessary to argue with the enemy."

"Just give up instigating against the Yang family?"

Li Xia didn't say yes or no, but only replied: "It was a test. Now that the test has been passed, the fact that the other side can kill people shows that Kublai Khan has benefited greatly."

"But Kublai Khan just lost a battle."

"His strength is still there, stronger than ours."

"But he's alien."

"Yang Dayuan still has feelings and is willing to talk to us, but he is dead." Li Xia said: "There is nothing to talk about with others. In the power field, it is justice when it is said, and it is all benefits when it is done."

Zhang Jue took it for granted, and said, "Although that's the case, you finally came here, but you left in despair?"

"Otherwise? You want to fight a battle while the dragons on the other side have no leader?"

"Ha, you can see it. Since you don't intend to argue with the opponent, how about fighting? If you want to win people's hearts, how can you not show off your prestige?"

Li Xia didn't put on airs towards Zhang Jue. He picked up the last steamed bun on the table, which was wrapped with dried mutton. His eyes were thoughtful, but his attitude was very casual. He said, "You are the coach, you arrange..."

~~
Saimenzhai.

The generals were willing to regard Yang Wen'an as the commander-in-chief, and Xu Heng obeyed the army's morale, but he was going to ask for a seal for him, and at the same time, he had given Yang Dayuan's Golden Tiger Talisman to Yang Wen'an.

With such a mature and prudent person presiding over it, there was no chance for people to express their opinions. The transition of military power was completed less than a day after Yang Dayuan's violent death.

When Yang Daji reacted, it was already the time when Yang Wen'an was holding the Golden Tiger Talisman and commanding the generals under the Great Hall.

"At the beginning of the country's establishment, I will inherit my uncle's behest and do my best to help your majesty rule the world. Please build fame together and create a grand event for the founding of the country. In the future, the canopy will be covered with vermilion wheels, and the wealth will continue. Qing History..."

Standing under the stage, Yang Daji watched his heroic nephew standing on the stage conquering people's hearts, his face became more and more gloomy.

Fortunately, Xu Heng acted thoughtfully and did not forget to appease Yang Daji, so he specially invited him to talk in private.

"In the past, there were few power struggles in the family of the Marquis. How can Vice-Marshal Yang know why? Because the Mongolian Kingdom values ​​military exploits, as long as you fight bravely, His Majesty will never be stingy with rewards..."

As Xu Heng said, he was also thinking about the situation in his heart.

Originally, after the Li Fen Rebellion was put down, it was time to start taking over the power of the Marquis. Do this step by step, while fighting the war, while promoting loyal and easy-to-control descendants of the Marquis, and replacing those Marquis with complicated thoughts.

However, failing to defeat Li Xia was an accident.

This makes some people who should be eliminated and replaced lucky.

The current situation became delicate, so he was needed to appease Yang Daji.

In short, tell Yang Daji that since his talent is not as good as his nephew's, he should put down his face and help his nephew with peace of mind, so that he will still have a prosperous future in the future.

Up to now, Yang Daji had no choice but to try to accept even though he was depressed.

He was not in the mood to go to Yang Dayuan's mourning hall to hear people cry, so he took a jar of wine and went to the city to drink it.

……

While drinking, he saw Zhong Jie, a confidant under his command, stepped forward and called softly, "Deputy Commander."

"I know." Yang Daji murmured: "Second brother is in mourning, I shouldn't drink, but... my heart mourns."

"Deputy Commander, the last general wants to say that I found this at the top of the city..."

Those were some notes.

Yang Daji took a look, and saw that the first one said "The one who killed Yang Dayuan was Yang Wen'an".

He couldn't help being taken aback, and asked, "Shot from the other side?"

"Yes, I shot a lot."

Yang Daji shook his head and said, "This is a trick of the people of Song Dynasty, and it cannot fall into the trap."

Talking like this, Yang Daji has already looked at the next picture.

"Everyone saw with their own eyes that the arrows came out from the north bank."

If he hadn't seen this note, Yang Daji might have lowered his posture as Xu Heng advised, and would start helping his nephew when he sobered up tomorrow.

At this time, the little emotion that had just settled in the bottom of my heart was stirred up again.

He repeated: "This is a trick of the Song people."

Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at Zhong Jie, motioning for him to continue.

"Deputy Marshal, several people on our side also said that the arrow they saw last night was shot from the north bank."

"It's not getting dark, can you see clearly?"

Zhong Jie said in a low voice: "The archers can see the commander clearly, so naturally someone will see it. It's just that everyone insists that it is the arrow shot by Li Xia, so they have to think that they are wrong."

Yang Daji put down the wine jar, recruited Zhong Jie, and ordered in a low voice, "Go and investigate."

If it was Yang Daji who inherited Yang Dayuan's military power today, he would only firmly believe that Yang Dayuan died at the hands of Li Xia, and it would be useless to say anything.

But when Yang Wen'an took charge of the army, some ideas suddenly changed.

Yang Daji couldn't help but think of the fact that Yang Wen'an wanted to lead troops to attack and kill Li Xia yesterday.

Originally, because Li Xia did kill Yang Dayuan, people felt that Yang Wen'an had the foresight to see through Li Xia's sinister situation and wanted to raise troops to rescue Yang Dayuan.

How about a different way of thinking?

If Yang Wen'an heard that Yang Dayuan had crossed the river alone, why did he raise his troops?
Didn't he force Li Xia to kill someone?
Thinking of this, Yang Daji suddenly sobered up.

He didn't have any evidence yet, but he was sure in his heart that Yang Wen'an was the murderer.

After a while, Zhong Jie came back again, but this time he brought a few more soldiers and gave more evidence.

"The villain escorted Mr. Lu Zhai from Qingjian City yesterday, and vaguely heard Mr. Lu Zhai talking to the Major General. After talking for a long time, Mr. Lu Zhai seemed to say that the Major General should be in charge..."

"Are you sure you heard that?"

"Little man... I should have heard it. It seems to say something like 'Ru Shuntian Zhang's family, after Zhang Shuai becomes official, select outstanding children from the clan' or something, and then he said that the major general should be the commander-in-chief."

Yang Daji's face was completely gloomy.

He paced for a long time, clenched his fists from time to time, and finally made up his mind.

"Where is Yang Wen'an?"

"Still in the mourning hall..."

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There were crying and sobbing in the mourning hall from time to time, and Yang Wen'an was still kneeling there burning paper money.

Zhang Dayue sat beside him tearing up the yellow paper, and persuaded him, "You stayed up all night last night, I'll watch over tonight, go and have a rest."

"Uncle treats me like my own son, so there is no reason why my own son doesn't keep vigil after his father passed away." Yang Wen'an said.

Yang Wencan on the side looked up, then lowered his head again.

Not only did Yang Wen'an do his best in the funeral, but he also had to take care of military affairs, which was much harder than Yang Wencan's own son, and he was more like his own son.

Suddenly, only the sound of footsteps outside the hall was heard, and more than a hundred soldiers surrounded the mourning hall.

Zhang Dayue turned around and saw Yang Daji approaching with a flushed face, he couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Brother Yang, have you been drinking? What are you doing?"

Yang Wen'an also looked back, stood up and saluted, and called out, "Third Uncle."

"Come here, I have something to ask you."

"The people present are all from my own family. Third Uncle has something to say, why don't you just ask here, how about it?"

Yang Daji looked around and said, "I think it's better for you to come with me."

"Yes."

As a nephew, Yang Wen'an walked towards Yang Daji with a respectful attitude.

Yang Wencan looked over there, still wondering why the third uncle brought so many people to the mourning hall, and the cousin went there without asking.

Sudden.

"Go!"

I don't know who shouted outside the hall.

Someone behind Yang Daji drew a knife and stepped forward, the light of the knife flashed, and Yang Wen'an had rolled to the ground, leaving a bloodstain on the ground.

"Third Uncle?!"

Yang Wen'an covered his wound, raised his head, and said in surprise, "What are you doing?!"

In an instant, Zhang Dayue strode forward and stood in front of Yang Wen'an.

"Brother Yang?! What are you doing?!"

"I……"

"Come on!"

At the same time, there was the sound of humming in the distance.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Song Jun is here..."

Shouts from far away reached the mourning hall, and everyone was shocked.

Yang Wen'an couldn't believe it, he took two steps back while covering his wound, and asked in surprise, "Third Uncle? So it was you? Did you vote for Li Xia?!"

(End of this chapter)