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Chapter 465 The Golden Scales Are In The Pool

"The enemy is harassing on the left flank!"

"The enemy attacked and harassed my grain road!"

"Sir, the enemy army..."

There were more and more King Qin's troops, and even the common people gathered spontaneously and began to harass the Tang army's small group of people who were going to collect food.

"This is the vast ocean!"

Zhang Huan sighed.

Zhang Chumao said in a deep voice: "Master, leave as soon as you get the money! If you drag it on, the old man will be worried... I won't be able to leave!"

The King of Yue coughed dryly, "We have already won a great victory, so it would be inappropriate to cause problems!"

They've already got their hands on politics, and there's no need to stop and take risks.

Yue Wang smiled and said: "Yang Shijun has a good idea, but at this moment the overall situation is more important!"

Zhang Chumao put the teacup on the desk, whether it was intentional or not, it was very heavy.

Bah!
Zhang Chumao said indifferently: "Once the army and the people of the Southern Zhou Dynasty form a joint force, our army will fall into the vast ocean. Let's go as soon as possible!"

With Yang Xuan not around, Zhou Zun naturally wanted to speak for his son-in-law, "Twenty cities, you have to try it."

When mentioning Twenty Cities, everyone was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Yang Xuan's actions seemed radical to Zhang Chumao and others, but to the emperor, it was a manifestation of loyalty.

Therefore, no matter how much dissatisfaction Zhang Chumao has, he can only endure it.

The king of Yue laughed and said, "Look, this king, when the kings come again, let's make a decision!"

Let's not blame Yang Xuan, but this matter should stop here.

Zhang Huan pondered.

King Qin of the Southern Zhou Dynasty arrived very quickly, which was beyond his expectation. This also indirectly proved one thing, that the Nian clan was still the Zhengshuo in the eyes of the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

To maintain Zhengshuo is to maintain a stable overall situation.

Even the illiterate people know this.

Only by being stable can you save your life.

Among the words passed down from word to mouth by the older generation, the most important one is: Better to die than to live!

As long as you don't starve to death, the people will not resist.

A sergeant came in, "My lord, the kings are here."

"Oh!" Zhang Huan made a decision in his heart, "Yang Xuan is not here, Deputy Envoy Zhang will go and receive him!"

This is to agree to the proposal to end this battle, and it is time for everyone to go home.

Zhang Chumao stood up, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiang."

He went out and took the kings to the negotiating room.

Zhang Huan and others are waiting for the results.

The tea was tasteless.

The dazed head is dizzy.

Not interested in talking.

The chirping of cicadas outside became more pleasant.

Very crisp!

Very pleasing to the ear.

Homesickness suddenly became hot.

Time to go home.

Look at the long-lost wife and children, look at those old friends, look at those familiar people.

Then, lie on the bed at home, close your eyes, and take a deep breath, full of familiar smells.

Then, the soul gradually calmed down.

Footsteps came.

Zhang Chumao appeared outside the door.

Ugly complexion.

This is……

Failed!
Zhang Huan's eyebrows jumped.

Zhou Zun sighed in his heart.

Zhang Chumao came in, "Master, they agreed!"

……

The gates of the three cities were wide open, and the people hid in their homes and did not go out. When the army left the city, more than a dozen officials were left to take over.

Yang Xuan took charge of one of the cities with his subordinates.

"Go and see the warehouse."

The officials leading the way looked ugly, but they dared not refuse.

The warehouse is wide open and there is a lot of food.

"It really is a land of prosperity!"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but praise.

The official said proudly: "The land in Dazhou is fertile and the climate is suitable for farming. It is not unusual to have two crops a year."

Yang Xuan grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it.

"Yes! It's just that all of this belongs to Datang now!"

The officer's face turned livid.

Someone once suggested to move out all the food and grass, but Nian Xu flatly refused.

He was physically and mentally exhausted from this battle.

He is not afraid that the war will continue, but he is worried that there will be major incidents in the DPRK and China.

Sun Shi and others are planning to bury the old party in one fell swoop.And the old party is also eyeing it, ready to take this opportunity to make a move to restore its reputation.

The existence of Tang Jun is the introduction that triggered all this.

End it!
Nian Xu rejected the proposal with just three words.

A cartload of grain was taken away, Zhou Zun looked at the gradually increasing number in the booklet, and said with satisfaction: "Tell Qinghe that there is no need to transport grain and grass in the future."

Carloads of money were sent to the camp.

Yang Xuan and Wang Zhong watched side by side.

"Old Wang, I heard that you are going to be promoted this time?"

"Nothing."

"To be honest, if you change someone, I guess this negotiation will collapse."

"It's not good for anyone if the talk breaks down."

"That's right, after the collapse of the talks, our army can only bite the bullet and fight on. Regardless of winning or losing, I'm afraid Bianjing will be in chaos!"

"Ha ha!"

"Sun Shi and the others are staring at the old party, wishing our army could send another good news, and then use this to attack the old party."

"Why are you so familiar with the political situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Wang Zhong frowned.

"Ha ha!"

It was Yang Xuan's turn to respond with a hehe.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Xiang called you."

Yang Xuan cupped his hands, "Old Wang, when I go to Datang, I will sweep the couch and wait."

The kings bowed their hands, "You should come to Bianjing! I invite you to drink, and I will save the most outstanding prostitute in Bianjing for you!"

This battle is over, and withdrawal is not a problem for Zhang Huan.Those so-called Qin Wangjun, whoever dared to take the initiative to attack when they met the Tang Jun who had returned with a full load and had no desires, would die.

So he was drinking tea comfortably.

"sit!"

Yang Xuan sat down.

"Get him a cup of tea!"

Yang Xuan pretended to be panic-stricken, "Before Zhang Xiang, how dare a subordinate official."

"You pretend to be honest...to be honest, fake!"

"To Zhang Xiang, Xiaguan is a respect from the bottom of my heart."

"Pretend it! When you enter the officialdom, whether you are a soldier or a civil servant, if you don't put on an act, you won't be able to get promoted. If you don't put on an act, you will become a different kind in the eyes of your colleagues and robes. So, continue."

"Yes!" Yang Xuan said cheekily.

"Your cheek..." Zhang Huan sighed, "I'm getting more and more optimistic about you!"

"Thick-skinned, eat enough." Yang Xuan continued to be thick-skinned, "At the time when I was in my father-in-law's family, I relied on thick-skinnedness, so I got food and a wife."

Zhang Huan pointed at him, "When Zhou Changshi heard this, he might have the heart to beat you to death."

"The son-in-law is the son-in-law, the father-in-law is reluctant."

After making some jokes, Zhang Huan got down to business, "How do you know that the rulers and ministers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty will bow their heads?"

This thing...

At the beginning, Yang Xuan thought of Song from another world.

During the Jingkang Incident, Jin soldiers approached the city.

Those courtiers who were impassioned in the past have now become blindfolded.

Those courtiers who claimed to be loyal men were all staring at the emperor.

In the end, Zhao Ji and his son were sent out.

"Since the founding of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, the national policy of using literature to control military affairs was established. Over the years, warriors have become street rats, and literati are arrogant.

It would be fine if the literati were capable of literature and martial arts, but in order to cope with the imperial examination, what did those literati learn?They are all the words of the predecessors, thinking that they can get out of the general and enter the picture. "

Yang Xuan felt that the situation in the Southern Zhou Dynasty could not be changed, and it was destined to become a stepping stone for a powerful country, "The literati can be used, but they cannot be made to sit on an equal footing with the emperor."

"Why?" Zhang Huan asked.

"Their abilities cannot support their ambitions, and they will only become a laughing stock in the end.

The literati in the Southern Zhou Dynasty liked to flaunt loyalty, which was a disaster.

People will clamor for what they lack.

It doesn't matter if you are pretending, you have to pretend to be loyal.

In such an environment, everyone has to wear a mask of loyalty, and if things go on like this, this person will be severely suppressed.

Zhang Xiang, this person is so suppressed that his heart will be twisted.

So, you will become a double-faced person.One side is loyalty, and the other side is anti-loyalty under distortion. "

Zhang Huan said quietly: "That is rebellion."

"Yes, they will hate loyalty, so there is something wrong with the way they look at the emperor." Yang Xuan said: "When the civil servants in the entire court are double-faced...the decline of the country's situation is inevitable."

Yang Xuan said: "The integrity of those civil servants is actually inferior to that of a prostitute!"

Zhang Huan raised his glass, as if drinking wine, and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Nian Xu is afraid! The emperor is afraid of his subjects, hahahaha!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Yang Xuan got up to leave.

Zhang Huan seemed to have drunk too much, "Young man, work hard!"

"Yes!"

Yang Xuan's words were somewhat taboo.

Zhang Huan replied with some taboo words.

There is more tacit understanding between the two of them.

It's a pity that there is no wine!

Yang Xuan went out with a smile.

In the Southern Zhou Dynasty, there was an endless stream of carts transporting money.

Wang Zhong looked indifferent.

"Old King."

"Is Shijun Yang finished?"

"It's almost there, hey! I'm homesick."

The kings said indifferently: "By the way, Your Majesty asked the old man to ask the princess how she is doing."

Nianziyue!

Yang Xuan said: "Let him rest assured that Datang will not bully a woman."

Wang Zhong nodded, "That's fine."

Large vehicles passed by slowly, and the drivers occasionally raised their heads to look at Tang Jun boldly, and then quickly lowered their heads.

So did one of them.

Just looking up, Yang Xuan was taken aback.

Yang Lue!

Yang Xuan found a reason to leave, and found a horned dragon guard to meet him.

Later, he met Yang Lue in his room.

"I have seen Lang Jun."

After Yang Lue was helped up, he said with emotion: "Compared to last time, Mr. Lang is more majestic."

Prestige is inexplicable, it has the bonus of position, and it also has the power brought by being condescending and giving orders for a long time.

"Yang Lue!"

Lin Feibao came in.

"Old Lin!"

The two faced each other, their eyes were red.

Yang Xuan found an excuse to go out and give these two old people a chance to catch up.

"It's been hard for you these years." Lin Feibao patted him on the shoulder, "I was a little dissatisfied when His Majesty ordered you to take Langjun away. It's brave, but the goal is too big. How did you get here all these years?"

"I took Langjun to Yuanzhou and found a farmer to raise him. When Langjun was ten years old, the masters of Jingtai found my trail. After a fight, I could only escape to the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

Yang Lue gritted his teeth and said, "I came back five years later, only to find that Mr. Lang was treated harshly by that family."

"Where are people?" Lin Feibao asked.

"I wanted to kill his family, but the gentleman relented, so he ordered them to be sent into the mountains to be stared at."

"I will be a mountain dweller all my life." Lin Feibao said: "Which family is cheaper!"

"Back then, Mr. Lang's aptitude was ordinary. I originally wanted to find a wife for him, get married and have children. I just spent my life like this. Who would have thought that the person in the mirror would have been squatting all the time."

"The false emperor is afraid of His Majesty's people. You are careless. However, I haven't seen you for five years. If it were me, I would have to find a way to see him."

"That's right! As soon as the person from the mirror stage showed up, I asked Mr. Lang to escape in Chang'an. I didn't expect that!" Yang Lue laughed and said, "Mr. Lang was completely reborn once he arrived in Chang'an."

"How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they meet the wind and clouds!"

Yang Lue praised: "This is too appropriate, Lao Lin, you have grown up."

Lin Feibao smiled and said, "This is something that Mr. Lang said unintentionally."

The two talked for a long time.

"The situation in Northern Xinjiang is very good." Lin Feibao said: "Mr. Lang's control over Chenzhou has become more and more stable. How about you come back?"

Yang slightly moved, but then shook his head, "If I was discovered by Jingtai people in Chenzhou, the false emperor might become suspicious of Mr. Lang."

Lin Feibao said regretfully: "When His Majesty was here, you and I were by His Majesty's side. I haven't seen you for many years. You have gray hair on your sideburns. It's not easy to live in Southern Zhou. Do you care about your appearance?"

"Disfigurement?" Yang Lue smiled wryly, "Why make it so bloody, it makes people suspicious."

The two talked for a while, and Yang Xuan came in.

"What's the difference over there?" Yang Xuan didn't talk nonsense.

Mr. Lang became more and more majestic...Yang Lue rejoiced in his heart, "It's just short of crossbows. Datang is strictly controlled, so it's not easy to handle."

"The crossbow is sharp for assassination, and the nobles are afraid of death, so private possession is strictly prohibited. However, there are some that should be available." Lin Feibao said.

The more people who make the rules prohibit something, the more they hold onto it.

"Wait!"

Yang Xuan went out and found Nan He.

"Where are the captured weapons?"

"It's over there with the baggage."

"lead the way!"

The officials in charge of supplies are receiving food and money, and they are busy all the time, and those who come to him for work will inevitably be cold-faced by him.

"What does Yang Shijun want?" Seeing Yang Xuan, the negotiating hero, the official finally showed a smile.

"I met a group of horse thieves, and I wanted to cause some trouble for Nan Zhou, so I could get some captured weapons and give them to them."

Yang Xuan spoke seriously.

"It's easy to say!" The official called a small official to lead the way for Yang Xuan, and said solemnly: "Whatever Yang Shijun likes, just take it!"

Yang Xuan went to get some good weapons, including a lot of crossbows.

The little official smiled and didn't care, but reported to the officials afterwards.

"Then what Yang Shijun said is true, how could the horse thieves in the Southern Zhou Dynasty go looking for him?"

The official took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "He is the governor of Chenzhou, so he is a prince. What is a crossbow to him? Now that he has agreed to this matter, it can be regarded as a good relationship."

Several large carts of weapons were handed over to Yang Lue.

"Is it convenient to take it back?"

"I brought someone here."

Yang Lue looked at Yang Xuan, and finally held back the thought of asking him to meet those young people.

Today, he finds that his efforts seem to be unable to catch up with Lang Jun's development speed.

His young man has not yet become a talent, but Lang Jun has become the emperor of Chenzhou.

but!
This is a good momentum!
After sending Yang Lue away, Yang Xuan came back just in time for the discussion.

"We have money and food, let's leave tomorrow!"

On the second day, the army pulled out of camp.

Da da da!
Thousands of cavalry appeared on the opposite bank of Yingshui, silently watching the Tang army gather.

"This is to supervise the departure of the army." Shi Zhongtang said with a smile: "It can be seen that Nan Zhou is afraid of me in southern Xinjiang!"

Chun Yu said: "After this battle, Nan Zhou will definitely not dare to look north, and I am afraid that he will never have the chance to come here again in this life."

On the other side, Yang Xuan looked at the cavalry.

Said:

"Next time, I will go to Bianjing!"

(End of this chapter)