retaliate

Chapter 160 Stealing is worse than stealing
The officials of Honglu Temple rushed over, and when they saw Yang Xuan, they cupped their hands with an ugly expression, "Thank you, Yang Mingfu."

Yang Xuan said, "I'm just passing by."

The official cupped his hands, and said to Nian Ziyue, "This official's ineffective protection frightened the princess."

Nian Ziyue said flatly: "Compared to Yang Mingfu, you... just go back."

Compared with Yang Xuan, am I incompetent?The official looked at Yang Xuan, remembered that this was his senior, and knew that Nian Ziyue's dissatisfaction with him had reached its limit.

"Find a place to sit." Nian Ziyue took the initiative to invite.

Changing someone would definitely be flattered, but Yang Xuan treated him calmly.

The two found a remote place to sit down.

Nian Ziyue lifted the lid, her face flushed slightly.She exhaled lightly, and said with relief: "It's so quiet."

Yang Xuan sat by the water, reached in and stirred it a few times.

In the clear water, a few small fish went upstream, their bodies swaying slightly, occasionally being washed down, but still swimming up again unrelentingly.

Behind him, Nian Ziyue said softly: "I heard that the southern border of the Tang Dynasty is full of wars. Do you want to go to southern border?"

"Southern Xinjiang is too hot and too familiar."

Yang Xuan was originally from Yuanzhou, and he had killed many Southern Zhou hunters in Dongyu Mountain, so it is absolutely correct to say that he is an old acquaintance.

Nian Ziyue bit her red lips, "Nan Zhou values ​​talents, and he likes young talents the most."

This is almost blatantly saying: Do you want to play for Nan Zhou?I guarantee you will be successful.

Princess Nanyang is known as the treasure of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, so her promise is naturally valuable.

Yang Xuan didn't expect that she wanted to recruit him, and burst out laughing in his heart, "I heard that Nan Zhou is a bit hot."

He actually declined!

Nian Ziyue's solicitation was also impulsive, and after being politely rejected, he became indifferent, "Southern Zhou is like spring all the year round."

Seeing Zhang Jing rushing over, Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Princess, take care."

Watching him go away, Nian Ziyue stomped his feet suddenly, and said softly, "Is Datang so great?"

"Princess!" Zhang Jing ran over, seeing that she was safe, she couldn't help chanting the Buddha's name, and praised: "Thanks to Yang Xuan."

"go back!"

Nian Ziyue snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhang Jing said, "Let's go out less in the future."

Nian Ziyue was silent.

Not annoyed by this?

When Zhang Jing thought about it, she couldn't help becoming angry, "But Yang Xuan's words are not bad?"

"No." Nian Ziyue frowned, and pulled Yi down.

The moment she pulled it down, Zhang Jing saw that her ears were a little red.

Am I dazzled?
She thought about it carefully, and felt that she was right, and couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.

The princess came to Chang'an saying that she was going to the Tang Dynasty, but she was actually a proton.If the proton fell in love with the officials of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor would be furious if it was reported back.

"Princess."

"Ok!"

"Then Yang Xuan is just a country boy. He seems to have some promise, but he has no background after all. Most of this young man will find an ordinary woman to be his wife in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Nian Ziyue was a little annoyed, and her voice became colder.

"Princess, a country boy, doesn't deserve the attention of a princess."

Nian Ziyue stopped and turned around, and said in an angry tone for the first time: "When did I pay attention to him?"

"Yes." Zhang Jing bowed her head, thinking that I have been with you for many years, but I have never seen the princess's ears turn red.Some people say that they blush and miss men.Princess!That's just a country boy, not good enough for you.And you are a treasure of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, how could you marry a Tang Dynasty man?
Nian Ziyue said in embarrassment: "After the big battle between the Great Tang and the Beiliao, the confidence of the Great Tang will definitely be doubled. What about the Southern Zhou Dynasty? I heard that the tribes in the southern border of the Great Tang gathered together to rebel. Don't tell me there is no Thanks to Southern Zhou."

Zhang Jing looked around, but fortunately there was no one there, "Princess speak carefully."

"Southern Zhou instigated those tribes to rebel, and waited for Beiliao and Datang to fight. They took advantage of the situation and annexed the southern part of Datang. Do you think I don't know?"

"Princess." The long legs whined, "Please be careful with your words."

There was no one around, and Nian Ziyue sneered, "Aye has thought of everything, but he has never thought about what will happen if he fails. At this moment, it seems that the Tang Dynasty is full of wars in southern Xinjiang, but I heard that they were suppressed again. Once Datang is free, Will it be settled?"

Zhang Jing said in a low voice: "Princess, the Southern Zhou Dynasty is sandwiched between the Tang Dynasty and the Northern Liao Dynasty. If you don't work hard, you will be annexed sooner or later. If you move, you may die, but if you don't move, you will die."

When they returned to the post house, the new officials who monitored them had already arrived, and Honglu Temple's efficiency was astonishingly high.

During the handover, Zhang Jing pretended to be casual and asked: "I wanted to thank that Yang Mingfu earlier, but I don't know what he has been busy with lately. If I have time, I would like to thank him in person."

The official said: "The Ministry of War called Yang Ming's mansion. It is estimated that the next few days will be very busy. Let's move to another day."

"That's fine." Zhang Jing turned around, thinking silently: He'd better be busy forever.

……

Ministry of War, Jiang Cunzhong is explaining the Northern Xinjiang War.

The audience is a group of military chiefs headed by Song Zhen.

"...The enemy is attacking the right wing fiercely. At this moment, the reinforcement of the right wing is a bottomless pit. My husband decisively ordered the left wing to attack the enemy's right wing..."

"Wait." Zhu Hou, the servant of the Ministry of War, raised his hand to interrupt Jiang Cunzhong's explanation, and asked: "It is true that the left wing attacked the enemy's right wing, but when the enemy attacked the right wing of the Northern Xinjiang Army, the right wing collapsed many times. Then I have a question. , who was on the left at the time?"

Yang Xuan got up, "The lower official was on the left wing at that time."

"Very young." Zhu Hou nodded, "My old man would like to ask, the Northern Liao army almost succeeded in attacking our army's right wing, why did our army's left wing attack the enemy's right wing make no progress?"

This question is so pungent that it makes one want to sneeze.

Yang Xuan is young, how should he answer such a trapping question?
Song Zhen glanced at Zhu Hou, thinking that this person was quite close to a family of four, his eyes became more clear.He looked at Yang Xuan, thinking of the medicine that this kid gave last time, it was really good!
He is a respectable boy!

Thinking of this, Song Zhen felt that Zhu Hou was becoming more and more hateful.

He wanted to exit the siege.

Jiang Cunzhong glanced at Yang Xuan and wanted to explain, but Yang Xuan said, "It's just because the left wing of our army is made up of improvised troops, while the elite are all on the right wing and the central army."

Zhu Hou was taken aback, obviously he did not expect Huang Chunhui to dare to make such a layout, which can be called extremely bold.

"Does the patchwork army dare to take the initiative to attack the Beiliao army?"

Yang Xuan nodded, and said seriously: "The great Tang Jianer was never afraid of any opponent. More than [-] people died in the left wing that day, and no one retreated, no one begged for mercy, and no one had a wound on their back."

There was a moment of silence in the lobby.

"I am a great Tang athlete, mighty!" Yang Xuan nodded and sat down.

Zhu Hou was a little ashamed, and said: "Young people can be valued by Mr. Huang. You must have some talent. How did you command in the left wing?"

This is a test.

What would this young man say?
If you elevate yourself, you will naturally offend your colleagues.

But belittling yourself will also lead to being looked down upon.

Yang Xuan said: "At that time, the left wing was under the command of Mr. Liu Shijun of Chenzhou, and the subordinate officials only obeyed orders."

Say hello!Song Zhen coughed dryly.

Frustrated again, Zhu Hou gave a dry laugh.

After a while, Jiang Cunzhong continued to tell the story of the battle.

"... After chasing the enemy for more than ten miles, the gentleman ordered the whole army to retreat. It was only later that I discovered that the enemy's [-] elite troops were waiting for an ambush on the way..."

Jiang Cunzhong finished his story.

"What do you think?" Song Zhen asked, taking a special look at Zhu Hou, "Sister Zhu, tell me."

This is a blatant slap in the face!

Zhu Hou smiled and said: "Mr. Huang's command is determined, and the lower officials admire it."

What he said was impeccable, and no one could find fault.

Song Zhen looked at the crowd again, seeing that no one was talking, he habitually concluded:
"Huang Xianggong lives in secluded places, and the old man is not easy to disturb. Is there anything in the northern border that needs my military department to do?"

It’s like a leader asking at the end of a meeting, “Have you got a problem? Say it now.”

How many people will say it?

Jiang Cunzhong was silent.

Zhang Du is a stick, and he is silent at the moment.

Yang Xuan said, "Northern Xinjiang lacks everything, money, food, weapons, armor, soldiers..."

Song Zhen wiped his face.

Yang Xuan laughed at himself: "But the soldiers and civilians in the northern border know that they can't get them. The court would rather throw money, food and weapons to the southern border than to take a second look at the northern border."

Jiang Cunzhong coughed dryly, "Song Shangshu, I will retire."

Zhang Duo came to hold Yang Xuan's arm, "I will take my leave."

The three left immediately.

Song Zhen waved his hand, "It's all gone."

The other servant Yuan finally stayed, and after everyone left, he asked: "Shang Shu, is this safe?"

Song Zhen shook his head, "What's wrong with me, old man? The court is always biased when dealing with the northern and southern borders. What are those people thinking? It's nothing more than worrying that the northern border is too powerful and will eventually backfire against the Tang Dynasty."

Yuan Zhong smiled wryly, "Beiliao is getting stronger and stronger, and Northern Xinjiang must also become stronger and stronger to resist powerful enemies. But the court treats one more than another. No wonder Huang Xianggong can't bear it. Move the nest."

Song Zhen said: "It's not that he doesn't move, but that he can't move, can't move around."

The DPRK and China were afraid of Beijiang and tried every means to weaken it, but the other side kept urging Beijiang to take the initiative.

"What a bitch!" Song Zhen couldn't help scolding his mother, "If this old man is Huang Chunhui, I'll go along with the flow and stay in Chang'an as prime minister this time, and let others clean up the mess."

Outside, Jiang Cunzhong was scolding Yang Xuan.

"Such things are beyond my control. Why are you so impulsive? If these words offend someone, what will you do in the future?"

Yang Xuan felt a little regretful, but immediately dispelled those thoughts.

"Someone has to say those things."

If a young man loses his vigor but does not have the rich experience of the old ghosts, what is the difference between him and a pool of stagnant water?
……

Huang Chunhui rested at home for five days.

On the sixth day, the emperor summoned him.

"Huang Qing worked hard."

The emperor is amiable.

Huang Chunhui said "grateful": "Serving His Majesty, I am as sweet as sweets."

Ha ha!

The emperor smiled slightly, with a touch of satisfaction on his fair face.

"Someone suggested that Huang Qing's stay in Chang'an is considered an honor. What does Huang Qing think?"

Huang Chunhui raised his head and looked at the emperor almost impolitely, "Your Majesty, no one knows Beijiang better than I. Beiliao has been rectifying wars for the purpose of going south. At this time, if I leave Beijiang, I will He An."

The emperor said indifferently: "Huang Qing is not young anymore."

Huang Chunhui took a deep breath and saluted, "Defend the border for the country, minister, die without regret!"

The emperor was moved and stepped down to help Huang Chunhui.

"Huang Qing is loyal, I know all about it. There are many troubles in the northern border, and Huang Qing has to work hard."

Huang Chunhui immediately resigned.

The emperor watched him leave the hall, and then went back to sit down.

"Let the king stay here."

Wang Shou hurried into the hall.

The emperor asked calmly, "How is Huang Chunhui doing these days?"

Wang Shou stood with his hands tied, "The slaves sent their masters to infiltrate Huang's house. Huang Chunhui is at home these days just saying goodbye to his family and teaching his children and grandchildren."

The emperor said lightly: "There are no complaints, or something else?"

Wang Shou bowed his head, "Nothing."

The emperor waved his hand, like chasing away a fly.

Wang Shou resigned.

The emperor stood up, "Where is the imperial concubine?"

Han Shitou said, "My lady is in the pear garden."

"Go to the pear garden."

All kinds of drama began to be staged along the way.

"His Majesty!"

The beauty stood shyly by the side of the road.

The emperor was indifferent.

Walk a few more steps, and there is a beautiful woman playing the piano in the pavilion, singing leisurely.

"Wish to win someone's heart..."

The emperor frowned.

"His Majesty."

There is a beautiful woman in front of her, the angle of bending is excellent, and the bottom line is very low.

Three deep lines appeared between the emperor's brows.

Han Shishi was sure that the emperor wanted to vomit at the moment.

"Someone fell into the water."

Someone is flopping in the pool on the right.

Won't you change your tactics?

Han Shishi was numb.

The emperor quickened his pace.

When I arrived at the Liyuan, the imperial concubine came to welcome me.

The moment the emperor saw the imperial concubine, his eyes sparkled, and Han Shitou swore he heard the rapid breathing.

There are servants in the palace who often go out to handle errands, and have learned a lot of outside words.

A wife is not as good as a concubine.

It is better to steal than a concubine.

It is better to steal than to grab.

Robbed and kept the woman's husband.

The latter sentence came to his mind.

He bowed his head respectfully.

That touch of disdain and contempt was hidden in his eyes and penetrated deep into his bones.

"Han Stone."

The emperor turned around.

"The servant is here."

Han Shitou respectfully stepped forward.

The emperor said lightly: "I heard that the prince doesn't think about food and drink, and his body is weak. You go there."

"Yes!"

Later, gossip spread in the palace.

"Your Majesty ordered Han Shaojian to scold the prince, saying that His Majesty didn't want to eat and drink, so that he lost his shape, His Majesty is distressed!"

"Who says His Majesty doesn't love the prince!"

"Yes!"

"The prince is here to thank you."

The prince came to thank him immediately, and it is said that he hugged the emperor's feet and cried so loudly that he fainted.Several medical officers worked together to diagnose and treat him, and only then did he be pulled back from the closed door of hell.

……

After Huang Chunhui left the palace, he summoned the three of them.

"I'll wait another two days for you to relax, and then return to northern Xinjiang."

The three of them were stunned.

Yang Xuan was the first to wake up.

"Take orders."

Don't ask, just take orders.

Funny kid.

Huang Chunhui smiled.

"Isn't Mr. Xiang leaving?" Zhang Du asked happily.

"Well, don't go."

All three young men laughed.

Huang Chunhui also laughed.

That was Northern Xinjiang, a place that haunted him in his dreams.

How could he be willing to leave?

He doesn't care about the position of prime minister at all.

He likes the cold wind in northern Xinjiang, the dangers in northern Xinjiang, those tough people in northern Xinjiang, and these three energetic young people in front of him...

If the old man left northern Xinjiang, how would the new Jiedu Envoy know how to love these young people?
"It's nice to be young." Huang Chunhui smiled.

The event is settled.

Yang Xuan ordered the old thief and Wang Laoer to buy special products, and went to the Imperial College by himself.

"Yang Xuan is here."

Yang Xuan went to meet Ning Yayun and An Ziyu first.

"How about Northern Xinjiang?"

It's rare for Ning Yayun to ask about such things.

"Beiliao is watching like a tiger."

One sentence summed up the difficulties in northern Xinjiang.

"Do you want to come back?"

Ning Yayun spoke casually.

An Ziyu reminded: "Sacrificial wine is rare for a human being to seek camp."

Will you speak?Ning Yayun frowned, feeling that Qin's heart was broken, "Why did the old man try to exploit?"

An Ziyu turned the ruler in her hand, pouted secretly, "Yes, it's mediation."

woman!

Ning Yayun snorted lightly.

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you for the sacrifice, but I still want to stay in northern Xinjiang."

"Many people are willing to go back to Chang'an from northern Xinjiang, why do you want to stay there?" Ning Yayun asked.

An Ziyu said with concern: "The northern border is bitterly cold, and promotion is slow."

"Thank you Jijiu and Siye for your kindness."

Yang Xuan said: "The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold."

(End of this chapter)