retaliate

Chapter 539

Back at the residence, Yang Xuan was a little silent.

Han Ji arranged in the front yard.

"In the northern border, more than a hundred cavalry can be dispatched to intercept Zheng Suo and the others, but Jingtai cannot gather so many horses in a hurry. Only Yang Songcheng and the King of Yue."

Wu Da asked: "Mr. Han, is the King of Yue's power in northern Xinjiang so powerful?"

Han Ji said: "The king of Yue has a profound background and has many capable people in his hands. Besides, there are only two places he values, one is Chang'an, and the other is northern Xinjiang. Chang'an has important officials and dignitaries who can determine his future. Jiang has his deadly enemy, King Wei."

"Understood." Uda sat down.

The old thief said: "If so, the old man thinks that King Yue is the most suspected."

Han Ji smiled, "Oh! Tell me."

"Yang Songcheng and others are very powerful. If their people chased and intercepted them, countless people would have been mobilized along the way. But there are still more than a hundred riders coming and going. It can be seen that there is nothing old about the pursuit of soldiers along the way. Therefore, we can only He is the king of Yue with a weak foundation."

Yang Songcheng and other aristocratic families are powerful and deeply rooted.They can be found everywhere.

Han Ji praised: "Exactly."

Jiang He'er praised: "The old thief has studied military books hard recently, no wonder he has improved. I will read it later."

The old thief stroked his beard, "Lang Jun often said that there is no limit to learning and hard work, but the old man just followed suit."

Everyone nodded in secret praise, thinking that the old thief has been relentless recently, no wonder he has grown so much.

"Old thief."

Wang Lao Er did not participate in the discussion, and came in from the outside clutching his stomach.

"What's the matter?"

asked the old thief.

Wang Er Er stretched out his hand, "Where's that book? I need to go to the toilet, give it to me quickly!"

The old thief coughed dryly, "I didn't bring it."

Wang Lao Er was angry, "I saw you watching before."

He clutched his stomach, "Ouch! Old thief, you are so stingy!"

Seeing him turn around and go out, Wu Da casually asked, "What book?"

Wang Laoer ran to the toilet in a hurry, "Lianhuaji."

"The Story of Lianhua?" Wu Da's eyes lit up, "Isn't that book banned? The old thief actually has it?"

Everyone slowly looked at the old thief.

The story of Lianhua tells about a scholar who came to Chang'an to rush for the exam, but failed in the exam. He didn't even have money to go home, so he could only hang out in the brothel to wash dishes.

But this man was handsome, and he was good at pretending to be pitiful, so he won the favor of brothel women. He went to and from various brothels in Chang'an, singing and singing every night...

Datang's novels have developed to the present, and there are more and more categories.Interested people have discovered that things between men and women can enhance readers' interest, so authors have added this new element to their novels.

What I wrote at the beginning was relatively cryptic, most of which were ambiguous.As a literati, even if you write about London, you have to go back and forth a thousand times, but the aftertaste is endless.

It is against this background that Lianhua Ji came into being.But this book is written too boldly, it can be called Chiguoguo.One day, a big boss saw it and was immediately furious.

Afterwards, the two counties of Wannian in Chang'an took action to investigate the book and completely banned it.By the way, the author was also invited in, and it is said that he recently bought sesame oil from a trustee.

Lianhuaji has long been extinct in the market, so many people can't wait for it, no wonder the old thief can't put it down recently!
The old thief coughed dryly, "It's nothing."

Wu Da sat over, "Let me take a look later."

The old thief whispered: "The old man is afraid that you will dirty the book."

"I hold the book in my left hand."

Han Ji coughed dryly, "Your Majesty said it, if you come and don't go, it's indecent. You old thief."

The old thief looked up.

"You take people to investigate King Yue's manpower in Chang'an, you want to investigate the leader."

Han Ji got up and went to the backyard.

Yang Xuan was still standing under the eaves.

"Mr. Lang, is something in trouble?"

"Just think about something."

"If it's troublesome, the old man is willing to share your worries for Mr. Lang."

Yang Xuan pointed to his temple, "It's me competing with myself."

Han Ji said with a smile: "This person has been competing with himself since he was a child. He didn't resign himself to fate until he was very old."

"Yes!" Yang Xuan glanced at him, "Many times you will be faced with a choice, one is reason, and the other is face. Is it more important to be truth or face?"

Han Ji said: "People have a face, but in many cases, the face can be thrown aside."

"Skin is very important in many cases. You can see unreasonable things, see injustices, if you ignore them, you will suffer in your heart, just like a sharp sword, constantly poking your skin from the inside."

"The old man is thick-skinned."

"It stands to reason that I'm not a good person either. I'm cheating, cheating, stabbing in the back, adding insult to injury... I've done all the bad things I should have done, and I've done a lot.

It stands to reason that when I saw what happened to Zhang Wuniang's family, I should be hard-hearted and indifferent.

But when I saw Zhang Wuniang's smiling face, saw her rough hands, and saw her holding a kitchen knife and looking out from the crack of the door in panic, Lao Han. "

"Lang Jun."

"At that moment, I felt like I should do something."

"Have you figured it out, Mr. Lang?"

"I figured it out." Yang Xuan's eyes were faintly radiant, "Behind Zhang Wuniang's family are countless refugees who are on the move, life is worse than death.

I couldn't bear to see it, I was sad and angry when I saw it.

But what if I am sad and angry?
In this world, the least valuable thing is emotion, and the most valuable thing is also emotion.

All I can do is, after being sad and angry, give myself a goal.to end this.

I'm not saying that there will be no beggars or refugees in this world.

But I will do my best to make everyone in the world live a better life. "

Such a wish of Mr. Lang can be called a grand wish!
Han Ji's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help looking up.

Yang Xuan's eyes sparkled, "Wang's smelting iron produces smoke and dust. If you don't take good protection, people's lungs will have problems over time. If it's mild, it won't stop coughing, and if it's severe, it's like Zhang Wuniang's father, who is bedridden. Can't live for a few years.

I have been thinking, how many other things does Wang have?what should i do.

After much deliberation, I felt that I should go to the Wang family and talk to the two brothers Wang Douxiang about this matter. "

Han Ji said: "Aristocratic families claim to be gods. In their eyes, those people who work are like cattle and horses. The life and death of cattle and horses are never in the eyes of gods.

It has been like this for countless years. The superiors feel that they are gods, overlooking the world, and regard everything as a dog.

But they also have to eat and drink, and they also have to eat, drink, and gamble.

The only thing they are more noble than ordinary people is that they hold the power of life and death in their hands.That's all. "

Han Ji was a bit extreme...Yang Xuan felt relieved when he thought about what happened to him, "But I'm about to turn against Mrs. Wang, and if I go to the door now, I'll slap myself. So I'm hesitant."

Han Ji smiled and said, "Do you have an answer now, Mr. Lang?"

He knew that Yang Xuan already had the answer, but he just needed to find someone to express the depression and emotions in his heart.

"Yes." Yang Xuan said: "Since I want to do something for the world, what do personal gains and losses, personal face matter?
Face is given by the people, I do things for the people, and I have a clear conscience! "

Han Ji praised: "Lang Jun's words can embarrass countless people."

"Let people go to Wang's house and say that I have something to see."

"Yes."

This is to take the initiative to send to the door to give Wang a slap.

But after making this decision, Yang Xuan was relieved.

He is in a good mood, "He'er."

"Hey!"

Jiang He'er hurried over from the front yard, his cheeks bulging, chewing as he ran, like a squirrel.

"Let someone make a charcoal fire, and let's barbecue."

Jiang He'er happily went to make arrangements, and Han Ji went out quietly.

Not long after, oily smoke wafted from the backyard, and the smell of barbecue also floated to the front yard.

"It tastes good." Tu Chang sniffed.

"It's not bad, just like Lang Jun's mood at the moment."

"What was Mr. Lang struggling with before? It's not easy for me to ask."

"What happened to Zhang Wuniang's family made Mr. Lang think about something."

"what?"

"ambition."

"Separate one side and govern the northern border?"

"Do not."

"what is that?"

"Lang Jun didn't say it clearly, but the old man heard something.

Yes, the world! "

……

Zhang Linxing was one of the stewards of King Yue who stayed in Chang'an.

The king of Yue was far away in the southern border, and what he was most worried about was the lack of information.And Zhang Linxing's task is to inquire about the news, distinguish the authenticity of the news, and send it to the Yue King of Southern Xinjiang in time.

"Song Xi."

After lunch, Zhang Linxing wanted to take a nap, but he had to pull himself together and asked someone to ask the queen for instructions.

"Management."

Song Xi came in.

"Go to the palace and ask the empress if she is free. If so, just say I have something to see."

"Yes."

Word came later that the queen was free.

Zhang Linxing immediately entered the palace.

The queen was sitting upright, her face was a little thick with powder, covering up her sallow complexion and bags under her eyes.But he couldn't hide the bloodshot eyes.

After saluting, Zhang Linxing said: "Your Majesty, the king has sent people to deliver the fruits from the south. If your Majesty likes them, I will arrange for people to bring them from time to time."

The queen said lightly: "The taste is not bad, but it's a bit too sweet. Besides, it's a waste of money and people to transport the fruit by fast horses, I won't do it!"

These words secretly accused the emperor of using the official post station system to transport lychees from the south to Chang'an for the sake of the concubine.

"Yes."

This is just a pretext.

The queen knew what he was coming for.

"The emperor originally wanted to replace the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, but the plan went wrong, so Luo kept it. After that, Luo will be more thoughtful."

"Yes." Zhang Linxing secretly wrote down the matter.

Luo Cai has one more mind, that is to say, Luo Cai's loyalty to the emperor will be greatly reduced.

Then there was silence.

Zhang Linxing didn't know what the queen was thinking, and thought she was taking a nap.

Sleepy in spring, tired in autumn and nap in summer, enjoy the world!
The queen stared at the void, and suddenly said: "That old dog almost strangled the prince."

Zhang Linxing raised his head in a loss of composure, and seeing the empress looked sad, with anger in his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Fortunately, God blesses you."

The queen sighed softly.

The female officer Yang Yu said: "Your Majesty is tired."

Zhang Linxing bowed, "The villain will leave."

After he left, Yang Yu went over and gave the Queen a gentle thump on the shoulder, "Your Highness is still alive, this is God's will, why bother to blame yourself?"

The queen squinted.

Just when everyone thought she was asleep, they heard the queen say:
"Prince, why don't you go?"

……

Zhang Linxing left the palace, Song Xi was waiting outside.

"Record."

Song Xi's memory is super good, he nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty tried to drive away Luo Cai but failed, Luo Cai's loyalty will be questionable."

"Ok!"

"Your Majesty almost strangled the prince himself."

Song Xi raised his head and said in astonishment, "Do it yourself?"

"Yes. Your Majesty didn't say the reason, but if you think about it, it must have something to do with that woman."

"Women are a disaster."

"Men are the bane."

"Steward, the empress is not angry?"

Zhang Linxing said: "Now that things are going on, can't you see it?"

"The villain is stupid."

"One day when the crown prince is in the East Palace, the king will not be able to fulfill his wish."

"Tsk! The crown prince is dead, and the officials will naturally make suggestions and establish a reserve."

"Your Majesty has quite a few sons, but the only one who has grown up is the King, and since the King is a legitimate son, unless His Majesty abolishes the Empress, once the Crown Prince dies, the King must be in charge of the East Palace."

"Damn! Steward, do you think His Majesty deliberately kept the crown prince?"

"It was on purpose."

"Then what are you waiting for, Your Majesty?"

"Wait for the imperial concubine to lay eggs."

"Hehe! It's been several years, and the rain and dew have given me a lot, right? But I just can't conceive, so it's God's will."

"God's will and not God's will, the most important thing is that the prince will not die."

"What do you mean, ma'am?"

"The empress looked sad before, but her eyes were cold."

"You mean..."

"There are sons on both sides. If the prince is here, the king's situation will be difficult, even dangerous. The empress has been weighing for several years, and the family relationship has gradually faded away. I am afraid that the prince will die soon."

"That's her own son!"

"My own son must die in the face of power!"

"The matter of management..."

"You have been with me for many years. I am reminding you. Be careful in the future."

"That's right, nobles can even kill their sons for the sake of power, let's count!"

"It's good to understand." Zhang Linxing said: "But the king is kind."

"Yes!"

"Let's do it well, and when the big event is completed, we will be the old people in the king's hidden residence, and it is no problem to get promoted and get rich!"

The two couldn't help looking forward longingly.

Behind him, the old thief and Wang Laoer followed quietly.

"That's him!" The old thief sneered, turned around and said, "Go to someone to ask for instructions, and he said that he has found the confidant of the King of Yue to be in charge, do you want to do it?"

……

"Mr. Erlang, people from Yang Xuan came to ask if Mr. Erlang will be free later."

Wang Douxiang was stunned, "He? What is he doing here?"

Wang Yu happened to follow him in the council, and the joy in his eyes could not help but dissipated after hearing this.

The aristocratic family's Zicheng mansion is deep, but young people are not old fritters like Wang Douxiang, and they haven't cultivated well yet.

"Say I have something to see."

Wang Douxiang nodded.

Yang Xuan got the news at home and took people out.

"Lang Jun."

The guard who came back to report found him.

"How?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked lightly.

"I found Zhang Linxing, the confidant of the king of Yue, and just came out of the palace, the old thief asked if he wanted to do something."

"kill!"

……

"Lang Jun Ling, kill!"

The old thief nodded, watched Zhang Linxing enter a brothel, and said to Wang Laoer: "I guess it will take half an hour."

……

Yang Xuan arrived at Wang's house.

"At the beginning, the method I gave Wang to protect the heart of the smelting craftsman was just to get some cloth and connect several layers together to cover the face."

Wang Douxiang was startled.

"Use it!" Yang Xuan said, "It's a worthless method, but it can save those lives."

Wang Douxiang said: "This matter is quite simple, but that's why you came here?"

Sure enough, in the eyes of these people, there were no ants at all.

This order!

wrong!

Yang Xuan nodded, "Yes!"

Then he cupped his hands, "Farewell."

Wang Yu couldn't believe it, "You actually came to see me for this matter?"

Are you crazy?
Yang Xuan said without looking back:
"The way is different!"

He looked ahead, and felt that there were invisible ropes in front of him, blocking his way.

These ropes have a name: interest!

This world is sick!
Bone scraping is needed for healing!
Wang Douxiang looked at his back and sighed: "You are considered an important minister now, but you have offended many people. What you have done these years has confused the old man.

The old man wants to ask, what do you want to do in the future? "

"healer!"

(End of this chapter)