retaliate

Chapter 246 Routines Are Disgusting
The Taiping Army is back.

He Cong waited on the side of the street eagerly.

"Wan Sheng!"

The people on both sides were cheering, and He Cong saw that even the Hu merchants were doing the same, and they shouted even more joyfully.

It's their people who are so dead!
Can you be so happy?

He Cong was puzzled, so he leaned over and asked a businessman, "Hey! Ask me something."

Time is money... Hu Shang said concisely, "Say."

"Isn't Vase the three major tribes? Are you from the same family? You are still in high spirits, why is that?"

Hu Shang gave him a contemptuous look, "New here?"

This person is so smart, it seems that I underestimated the barbarians... He Cong nodded, "Yes."

Only then did Hu Shang calm down, "Remember, I'm not a Hu."

"So, who are you?"

"Yang Sima said that we are called New Taiping people."

"Wan Sheng!" shouted in front, and Hu Shang raised his arms and shouted, "Wan Sheng!" When the cheers were over, he saw that He Cong didn't move, so he said with disdain: "You are still from the Tang Dynasty, and you are indifferent. You know what Sima said. Who are you waiting for?"

"who?"

"Pear man! Do you know what a pear man is? Huang Pi Bai Xin, by the way, you have another name, Tang Jian! Bah!"

He Cong was inexplicably reprimanded by a Hu businessman, but he couldn't refute it.

When he saw Nan He entering the city, He Cong raised his hand and shook it.

Nan He saw him and nodded slightly.

Later, the two met in the backyard of the county house.

"How about the general and brothers?" Nan He asked.

"The general and the newcomers are plundering, and the harvest is very good."

After exchanging pleasantries, He Cong asked about Hu Shang, "Why do they recognize Taiping so much?"

"That's it!" Nan He laughed and said, "Lang Jun gave them respect and gave them a chance to make money."

"That's it?"

"Lang Jun said that what people want most in life is respect and recognition, and the biggest purpose of earning money is to seek respect and recognition besides making a living."

"Why can't I understand?"

"I understood something for the first time."

"Are you trying to say I'm dumber than you?"

"Not much, just a little stupider than me."

The two laughed.

"Why didn't Mr. Lang come back?" He Cong was a little disappointed.

"Lang Jun is now Sima of Chenzhou. After this battle, he has to go back to Chenzhou to report, otherwise he will be domineering and get carried away."

"Didn't you say that Liu Qing, governor of Chenzhou, is quite friendly to Mr. Lang?"

"It's one thing to be friendly to others, but another to be sensible. If you take other people's friendliness as an excuse for domineering, that friendliness will also turn into indifference."

"How long have you been here, you will be a human being."

"It's easy to say, I have been nurtured by following the gentleman."

"I'm getting more and more curious as you said, and I just want to see Mr. Lang."

Yang Xuan squatted in Chenzhou for a few days, the old man asked him about the details of this battle over and over again, he almost asked him how many times this battle lasted.

Then the old man began to write letters, smiling smugly as he wrote.The letter went to Tao County, thinking that the old man wanted to show off.

When he learned that someone from Yang Lue's side had come to Taiping, Yang Xuan found an excuse and ran away with the guards.

When He Cong saw Yang Xuan, he was taken aback for a moment, then carefully looked at his face.

"Disrespectful!" Cao Ying scowled.

He Cong suddenly trembled and his nose became sore, "Your Majesty's nose looks exactly like His Majesty's."

But isn't that what my nose is like?Last time, Yi Niang said that she looks the same as her. Could it be that I am the illegitimate child of Yi Niang and Lao Dae?

Yang Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Your Majesty!" He Cong knelt down and howled, "The villain has thought about you for more than ten years, and seeing you today, the villain is willing to die."

He howled for a while, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he got up and came over.

"Are you ready to cry?"

"The villain lost his temper."

"If I don't cry for you, you will say that I am heartless and ungrateful. If I cry for you, people outside will not know what I have done, especially Lao Cao's nose has just been hurt."

Cao Ying's nose was accidentally scratched before, and with He Cong's howling, rumors spread outside: Cao Ying was overjoyed, Yang Sima was full of old punches, and someone was crying.

He Cong apologized embarrassingly.

"How about Yang Lue?"

"The general's cultivation is becoming more and more advanced."

"He didn't find another woman?"

"No, the general has been alone for years."

"Go back and tell him that I'm fine. If he wants to, just get married." Yang Lue has always shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of Yang Xuan, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, so that he was always wasted.

"Yes." He Cong said in embarrassment: "It's just that the general may have some difficulties."

"Why?" Yang Xuan felt that it was only natural for a man to find a woman, and now that he was independent, Yang Lue should relax.

"One time Lei Biao robbed an official's woman, she was quite beautiful, and said it was given to the general. The general killed the woman with a single knife."

Sure enough, it was still Yang Lue who murdered without batting an eye... Yang Xuan asked, "Why?"

"The general said that he likes to talk in his sleep. If he talks about love affairs, it's fine. Women will be jealous at most. But if he speaks a few words about the great cause, then he will never be redeemed by death."

"daydream?"

"Yes."

Just keep your mouth shut?
"Little Xuanzi, teach him to gag." Suzaku said.

Lao Cao, who has been silent all this time, said, "Actually, the easiest way is...to go to sleep in another room after going to bed."

"Mr. Cao is a good idea. But the general is worried that he is too tired and fell asleep."

"Cultivation is here!" Cao Ying felt that Yang slightly worried.

"Cultivation has nothing to do with sleeping with a woman. What is tired is the spirit."

As soon as Lao Cao opened his mouth, he exposed the essence of Lao Shepi and the fact that he hadn't had a woman for many years.In the past, when he was young, he was naturally full of energy, but when he was old, he could wet the uppers of his shoes when he urinated, no matter what his cultivation was.

"There are now hundreds of Tang youths over there, teach them cultivation and art of war. The general hopes that they can become Langjun's team in the future."

Cao Ying felt a little sad on her brows.

Later, Cao Ying talked to He Cong alone.

"Have you taught loyalty?"

"Teach, three times a day, let them know that today's good life is because of Mr. Lang."

"Hey!"

He Cong was puzzled, "Mr. Cao felt something was wrong?"

Cao Ying said indifferently: "Although you have taught loyalty, it is Yang Lue and you who get along with those young people day and night. Who did they give their loyalty to?"

He Cong was silent.

"This matter is very troublesome." Cao Ying said carefully, "Lang Jun doesn't care now, but you also came out of the palace back then, do you still remember the battle in the palace?"

"Remember!"

"If Lang Jun reuses those youths, when Lang Jun's great career is accomplished, the status of those youths will become higher and higher. If they join forces, they will be a force that cannot be underestimated. May Lang Jun trust them?"

"Why not?"

"Because the emperor is ruthless! Anyone who threatens his position will be jealous. At that time, Lang Jun and Yang Lue will be suspicious of each other, and the root of disaster... will be planted."

"But there is a way."

"What way?"

"The general said that in this life, he is only for the great cause of the Lord. He will go to guard the mausoleum for His Majesty after the completion of the Lord's great cause, and he will never be born again."

Cao Ying glanced at He Cong, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself at that time."

He Cong smiled, "The general has a scar on his thigh. That year, he stabbed himself in the thigh and swore in front of his brothers that he would go to guard the mausoleum for His Majesty as soon as he was successful in his career. You can kill him!"

Cao Ying was taken aback, "He has good intentions."

"Every time the general mentions Lang Jun, there is always a lot of warmth in his eyes."

……

The long-lost Taiping, Yang Xuan went to the market as soon as he came.

The people were very enthusiastic, and some people spontaneously followed behind him. When someone saw Yang Xuan collapsed, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Newcomer?"

"Sima Yingming!"

The man was beaten up by the people, opened his swollen eyes, and asked in puzzlement, "Why?"

"That's Yang Sima!"

"So what about Sima Yang? Yeah, he even met the governor back then."

"Yang Sima is my god of peace."

blah blah blah!
Yang Xuan didn't care about such things, he inspected Taiping carefully and gave some suggestions.

"There is a corner of Taiping. Now that Vasie is gone, it is a great opportunity for Taiping's development. We must open the door to welcome visitors from all over the world. Not only businessmen, but all kinds of talents, as long as they are willing to become Taiping people, they should be accepted decisively."

Someone asked, "What if the one who came was a spy?"

Yang Xuan asked back, "How many spies can there be?"

The man thought for a while, "I guess there are dozens of people, right?"

"The gate is closed for these dozens of people, and there are more talents outside the gate, even ordinary people. When there are enough of them, Taiping can be reborn!"

The man saluted, "I understand."

"Sima, Taiping City is too small."

"I don't care about that."

Yang Xuan returned with a smile.

"Lang Jun, about the expansion of Taiping City..." Cao Ying hesitated to speak.

"A lot of times, it's better for you to let the people drive it."

When passing by a small stall, Yang Xuan saw the woman bowing to him, so he asked: "This woman is..."

"Zheng Wuniang." Wang Laoer muttered, "Mr. Lang looks like what the old thief said, and he doesn't recognize anyone with his pants up."

Yang Xuan remembered.

After saluting, Zheng Wuniang asked, "Dare to ask if Sima Ke has a child?"

"No."

Zheng Wuniang was a little disappointed.

The old thief added: "There will always be in the future."

Zheng Wuniang's eyes were full of splendor, and she blessed her body: "I wish Sima's descendants a full house."

Yiniang also hoped that Yang Xuan would have a child sooner, but compared with her, this Zheng Wuniang in front of her seemed more urgent.

Yang Xuan smiled, surrounded by the crowd and went forward.

Zheng Wuniang has recently been concentrating on how to take care of children and how to serve others.She had experience before and was determined, so she made rapid progress.

But Yang Sima obviously didn't plan to have children yet.

"Hey! Zheng Wuniang."

The man who set up a stall diagonally across the street dawdled over and said with a smile, "Want to have a baby?"

"Hmm!" Zheng Wuniang replied vaguely.

"How do you live alone, I will help you."

In Taiping, once a single woman accepts the ambiguity of a man, she will become the source of harassment.

Zheng Wuniang looked at the man, "Dreaming!"

Seeing her serious expression, the man knew it was not a joke. "Hey! Then who do you want to find?"

"I'm not looking for anyone."

"Can you still be male and female?"

These words were too humiliating. Just as the man wanted to explain, he was hit by a stick on the head with a bang, and turned back staggeringly.

The stall owner next to him saw a lump on his forehead, so he gloated and said, "Do you know how her husband died?"

The man shook his head. He just coveted Zheng Wuniang's beauty, so he wouldn't pay attention to her background... Let's talk when he gets it.

"How did you die?"

"I was stabbed to death by her with a pair of scissors, in the waist."

Yang Xuan was going to stay in Taiping for a few days, but a messenger came from the Jiedu envoy's mansion, ordering him to go to Tao County.

Huang Chunhui wanted to see him.

……

"Vase is gone?"

Wynn looked at the scout in disbelief.

"Destroyed, the royal court was in ruins, and many shepherds were taken away, saying that in the future they would either herd for the Tang Dynasty or work as coolies."

"hiss!"

Wynn couldn't help taking a deep breath, "Although Vase is the weakest of the three major departments, Chenzhou can't easily destroy it. What exactly is it?"

"Our people encountered a rout and said that Yang Xuan led the Taiping Army's [-] cavalry to raid the royal court, and Hua Zhuo led more than [-] cavalry to chase them down."

"Too much." Wynn covered his forehead, "How impatient he is to kill Yang Gou!"

Shengzhong said: "Khan, Vaxie lost several times against Taiping, so that Huazhuo's prestige plummeted. He couldn't wait to chase and kill Yang Gou. This is a move to restore his prestige."

"A fool blinded by fame and fortune!" Wynn shook his head.

Shanhu said: "Khan, once Vaxie is gone, Chenzhou is going to stare at us, so he should send an envoy to Tanzhou."

"Yes!"

Everyone has the same ambition, as if the emperor's uncle in Tanzhou is his own father.

Khan was in a daze.

"Khan."

"Khan."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that Khan must not be scared stupid, right?But thinking about it, I feel impossible.

Zhanbi waved his hand, and everyone left.

Zhanbi walked over and said in a low voice: "Is Khan feeling uncomfortable? Yes, although Vasi has some discord with my Jibo tribe, there is a saying in the Tang Dynasty that goes, "When Vasi is gone, my Jibo tribe will be less." I found a helper. Khan, no amount of sorrow is as good as getting up."

Khan raised his head slowly, with a contented smile on his face.

Zhanbi: "..."

"Kibo has been facing the dilemma of not having enough pastures. Once Vasie is destroyed, those pastures will be vacant. Even if there are some small tribes, we will destroy them easily and strengthen ourselves, so..."

"It's really good to destroy!"

……

Uncle Huang's life is always so happy, getting up in the morning, dressing and washing under the watchful eyes of two rows of women.

"Bring the tiger."

The wooden barrel was sent over, and a layer of sawdust was laid underneath it, all made of good wood, with a burst of fragrance.

Under the watchful eyes of two rows of women, the uncle sat on it, and relieved himself comfortably.

"Here's a document, that's all, the document is boring, have you got any novels recently?"

The maid beside said: "Recently Ning Xing has published some new novels, but they are all the routines of the emperor's uncle. You can know the contents of ten books after reading one book."

"Routines are disgusting!"

"Yes!"

"Is there any entertainment in that?"

"Yes, Uncle Huang, the storyteller in the mansion has arranged several stories recently."

"Come on for a while."

Two female storytellers came in, someone set up a small drum, and one of them held a small drumstick and tapped it lightly.

"It is said that several decades ago, Emperor Wu of the Tang Dynasty took the form of a woman as emperor. After he ascended the throne, Emperor Wu was afraid of rebellion by the powerful inside, so he bowed his knees to Daliao, and only asked Daliao not to attack with troops."

It's history, and it's interesting.

Uncle Huang listened leisurely.

"...The two armies confronted each other, and a general came out from the Tang side and shouted: I am the general Meng Yan. How dare the Liao people fight against me? On the Daliao side, you are fighting each other, and everyone wants to fight." In the end, General Xiao Jianli stood out."

Uncle Huang moved his butt, and the wooden barrel made a trembling creaking sound. He laughed and said, "There is no fighting general, it's pure nonsense. But it's interesting, let's talk about it."

The stench was permeating, and the storyteller endured and continued, "Someone from Daliao beat the big drum to help out. Xiao Jianli said that the three-way drum must have killed Meng Yan."

"The two sides staggered, and Xiao Jianli broke Meng Yan's arm with a single knife."

Another storyteller tapped the snare drum.

"Boom!"

"The second stagger, Xiao Jianli slashed his head with a knife, and the big drum beat loudly."

"Uncle Emperor!" A steward rushed in and shouted, "Vaxie is gone!"

The female storyteller still beat the snare drum.

"Boom!"

Uncle Huang was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to stand up.But what is his tonnage?After grinding like this, the wooden barrel, which had already been overwhelmed, cracked and fell apart.

The storyteller was still saying: "Xiao Jianli held Meng Yan's head and shouted, "Who can kill me? ""

Bah!
Uncle Huang sat down.

The following is colorful!

The crowd was stunned.

(End of this chapter)