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Chapter 563 In this life, loyal to the Tang Dynasty

Huang Chunhui knelt and sat on the head, his eyelids still drooping, but Yang Xuan felt that he was staring at him.

This feeling was very strange, and it also made him startled.

When will Northern Xinjiang confront Chang'an?
This question is hardly ever thought about.

Huang Chunhui and the emperor had a falling out, but the northern border is still the northern border of the Tang Dynasty.

The money and grain from the household department are still delivered as usual. Although the proportion of old grain in the grain is higher, it is edible anyway.

People in northern Xinjiang are used to living a hard life, as long as they can fill their stomachs, they can kill the enemy.

Why did Huang Chunhui ask this question when they fought each other?
Did he notice something?
After Huang Chunhui and the emperor fell out, the false emperor made a series of actions, all of which were mainly restraint.

King Wei was recalled to Chang'an. On the surface, it seemed that the emperor wanted him to become a new target. In fact, it was not for the purpose of not giving Northern Xinjiang a chance to plot rebellion.

If anyone wants to plot rebellion, capture King Wei, treat him as the lord in name, and play the slogan on the side of Qing Jun, it is justified!

Huang Chunhui will not rebel, the false emperor knows this well, so he just restrains him.

What about Liao Jin?
He is quite old, but the key is that Liao Jin's child is still in prison, and he has no children to inherit. He rebelled, what kind of rebellion did he rebel against?Rebellion for whom?

Therefore, it is impossible for Liao Jin's successor to seek rebellion.

So, who can?
Yang Xuan was stunned at first, then smiled and said: "The words of Xianggong, let the officials not understand."

After all the calculations, it turns out that it is only possible for me.

"You are young." Huang Chunhui said flatly.

"The next official has no ambitions."

"Ambition, how do you say it? The times make heroes, and no one can tell what the times are. I'm getting old, and if I'm ten years younger, I dare not say that I won't be born with ambition."

This is absolutely true.

Looking at the history books, those rebels, who were not loyal and conscientious in the beginning?

It's just that the times made heroes later, and they acted according to the situation.

"Sir, you mean... a lower official?" Yang Xuan was startled.

Huang Chunhui said with a smile: "Everyone knows that I value you. However, you are also worthy of my value.

How many civil and military officials in northern Xinjiang.How many self-proclaimed masters?Talk more, do less.This kind of people, the old man is not willing to reuse.

But, there is also real talent.However, those talents need experience and temper.

And Ni, became the governor of Chenzhou at a young age.

At the beginning, I was worried that you would make mistakes, but I just thought, if young people don’t make mistakes, are they still young?But after these days, you have made this old man look at you with admiration. "

"My lord is absurd." Yang Xuan cheekily said, "It's all about my lord's teachings. However, the lower officials work hard. Others work four hours a day, and the lower officials work six hours a day. It's not just talent, but hard work." !"

"Your face is getting thicker." Huang Chunhui took a sip of wine, his face flushed, "Do you think the old man doesn't know? You wander around in Chenzhou when you have nothing to do, or you go home to accompany your wife, and spend every day Not to mention six hours in the state, three hours would be considered good."

"The higher-ups can't do everything by themselves!" Yang Xuan didn't feel ashamed after being exposed.

"That's right!" Huang Chunhui nodded, "A person needs face, and a tree needs skin. In many cases, the status of the superior is related to the face. The thicker the face, the higher the status."

"Your words are wise and famous!"

"Don't make jokes, answer the old man's question."

Yang Xuan smiled wryly, "From what you said, I can tell that you value it. If you can take over Beijiang in the future, the first thing you need to do is prepare the army for war."

"Where?" Huang Chunhui asked lightly.

"north!"

Yang Xuan pointed to the north, "Beiliao has always been a sharp sword hanging over Beijiang's head. If you ignore it, the officials think that Beijiang won't last for 30 years."

"Why do you say that? Our army in northern Xinjiang is not weak, not aggressive enough, but more than self-preserving." Huang Chunhui drank a small wine and looked at Yang Xuan comfortably.

"If the situation remains the same, the northern border will naturally be safe." Yang Xuan said, "But the northern border is connected to Chang'an. The situation in Chang'an is changing...

Mr. Xiang, forgive me for speaking bluntly, His Majesty seems to be in good health, maybe there will be ten more years...

But Chang'an was undercurrents, the prince refused to abandon him, and King Wei entered Chang'an, becoming a new target.

Yang Songcheng and others wanted to send King Yue to the East Palace, but the emperor refused.

In addition, the emperor also introduced Liang Jing as his spokesperson.Now Liang Jing is recruiting troops in Chang'an to actively expand his strength.

It is foreseeable that Liang Jing and Yang Songcheng will make the court a mess after that.

They are not for the country, but for power.

The decline of a country begins with internal friction.

It would have been better if there were no foreign troubles, but Beiliao was eyeing it, and Nanzhou was bent on revenge.

Internal friction will lead to chaos in the Tang Dynasty, and northern Xinjiang will also be involved in the whirlpool.

The point is that Northern Xinjiang will definitely become a force that the two sides will fight for.

Mr. Xiang, when the time comes, where shall we stand?Either side is wrong.

Moreover, once you stand in line, the follow-up revenge will be extremely tragic.

Think about Pei Jiu back then, Xianggong, he was the Emperor Wu's confidant, but once the situation in Chang'an changed, Pei Jiu became the newcomer's enemy. "

"Where's neutrality?" Huang Chunhui asked calmly.

"Sir, neutrality is conditional." Yang Xuan smiled wryly.

"What conditions?"

"Guanzhong is weak, and northern Xinjiang is growing."

Playing neutral must be based on strength, otherwise you will be slapped in the face.

Huang Chunhui said: "So, in your opinion, how can we avoid such situations in northern Xinjiang?"

Yang Xuan was silent.

"Can't avoid it?"

"Yes." Yang Xuan said: "The lower officials watch the battle between the courts, and the two sides only have power in their eyes, only the other side. As long as anyone can put the overall situation first, then the lower officials think that the future of Northern Xinjiang is still optimistic."

The false emperor and his son were able to ignore the northern border and wanted to kill Pei Jiu, which shows that they are narrow-minded and fanatical about power.

"Where are Yang Songcheng and the others?"

"Xianggong, the aristocratic families only have their own family in their eyes. They think that they are a country. As for the Tang Dynasty, as for the dynasty, it is just their shelter.

Dynasties have changed, and they can still be prosperous and rich.

Therefore, there is that sentence: the dynasty of flowing water, the family of iron.

They don't care who will rule the Central Plains, what they care about is how much power the ruler can share with them.

More, then they will support, less, then they will turn against each other. "

Huang Chunhui looked at the wine glass calmly, and coughed a few times, "I am very pleased that you can see this.

Chang'an, that is a whirlpool.Emperors, generals, and aristocratic families are like countless giant beasts fighting in Chang'an.

The emperor lives high in the ninth heaven, with the imperial seal in his palm, a word can be thunder, spring rain.

The aristocratic family has accumulated savings for many years, and their connections are deep and they don't want to be second-guessed.

If a family of five surnames sneezes together, it will rain cats and dogs in Tang Dynasty.

Do you know why the aristocratic families don't rebel easily? "

Yang Xuan thought about this question, "If these things are not done, you will die. If you are not absolutely sure, if you don't have the support of most of the families, otherwise, rebellion is a dead end. Even if you succeed, you will become a lonely family. It won't take long. It will disappear."

In another world, Li Tang's success cannot do without the support of those families.

The admiration in Huang Chunhui's eyes became more intense.

The person in charge of Northern Xinjiang must see the six directions and listen to all directions, especially the overall situation is essential.

In the battle of Chang'an, Northern Xinjiang was not spared either.If the family members cannot see the situation clearly, they will be sucked into the vortex in an instant.

"I heard that your wife is about to give birth?" Huang Chunhui suddenly changed the subject.

Very kind topic.

Yang Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "It's just in the spring. I just don't know if it's a kid or a little padded jacket."

"Little padded jacket?"

"My husband, my daughter is caring, so I call it a little padded jacket."

"That's interesting." Huang Chunhui said with a smile, "Little padded jacket! The cotton wool is not very durable."

This is not cotton from another world, but cotton wool of various kinds.

"It's warm at least!" Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"For the first child, the old man thinks it's best to be a boy. The eldest son is like a father, and can temper his sense of responsibility. In addition, with an older brother, the children below can also be controlled."

This is a matter of experience.

Yang Xuan said with a smile: "I have thought about it too, but after much deliberation, no matter what happens, it is my child."

Huang Chunhui smiled, "Being a father for the first time, I feel uneasy, but also wonderful. You slowly understand."

"The officer has already made a lot of preparations."

Not only the name, but also various utensils, Yang Xuan got a lot of them.

"You didn't make a double copy, did you?"

"Yes! One for each boy and girl."

Huang Chunhui couldn't help smiling, "By the way, the Jibo tribe is gone, how about the southern part of the town?"

"The southern part of the town heard that the northern border could not attack, and took advantage of the opportunity to go to Chang'an, and besieged Lin'an City. However, it was just a show of strength, and then broke away from the siege."

Xin Wuji was ordered to besiege the city, echoing Yang Xuan.

"Where's the Tiger Control Department?"

"Zhang Zhuo of the Tiger Control Department is cunning and vicious, and he is also intriguing with Tanzhou. It is difficult to guess this person's movements."

"So, is there a way?"

"Have!"

"What way?"

"If he doesn't come, I'll go!"

……

Huang Chunhui just had a drink, but he frequently tried to persuade him to drink. It didn't take long for Yang Xuan to feel a little drunk.

"The old man asked you before, if Beijiang and Chang'an are fighting each other..."

Huang Chunhui raised his eyebrows suddenly, his old eyes fixed on Yang Xuan.

This is a torture!
It is also a test.

The old man values ​​you.

The old man believes that you are good enough to take over Beijiang in the future.

But, you are too young, and you have held the power of Northern Xinjiang for a long time, what will you do?

"It's not very useful to explain." Yang Xuan said: "The more you describe, the darker it becomes."

Huang Chunhui was noncommittal.

But this kind of thing really can't be explained. In Huang Chunhui's view, you are just shouting slogans, which is meaningless.

"Master."

Yang Xuan looked at Huang Chunhui, "Why don't you give me a hint?"

"You, swear a poisonous oath!"

In this era, legends of ghosts and gods are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and vows are even more dare not be taken lightly.

Once the oath is made, ghosts and gods know it!

This is the truth that everyone from the emperor to the old farmers in the village knows.

Huang Chunhui stared at Yang Xuan, not letting go of his expression.

He is old.

The only one who is reluctant to part is Beijiang.

But northern Xinjiang not only has to face the strong enemy in the north, but also has to resist the storm from Chang'an.

To be honest, if he was ten years younger, Huang Chunhui couldn't guarantee what he would do.

His long military experience told him that ambition is never born, but born.

Liao Jin is old and can't last long.

So, who is the follow-up?
He thought about it for a long time, and the officials in northern Xinjiang considered it over and over again.

Think and think!
It seems that the little boy is the best.

In terms of governance ability, from Taiping to Chenzhou, wherever he went, he left lush.

In terms of martial arts, from Taiping to Chenzhou, the three major divisions range from rebellious to trembling at the name of Yang Gou.

Should young people with excellent martial arts and martial arts be reused?
Should!
But he also knows that the younger you are, the more possibilities you have in the future.

When a person holds great power in his hands, what happens in his heart after a long time?

That kind of high-spirited feeling, that kind of pride that the world is under one's control, will gradually make a person have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He was old, and occasionally a few thoughts popped up in his mind, but they were just laughing at himself.

But Yang Xuan is still young.

There is still a long way to go!

What will happen to him in the future?
Yang Xuan raised his hand, "I swear that I will be loyal to the Tang Dynasty in this life. If there is any violation, the family will be destroyed!"

Huang Chunhui looked at him for a long time, "Good!"

Yang Xuan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, stood up and said with a smile: "Since Xianggong is relieved, then the next official wants to plan to eliminate the two major departments, is it possible?"

"You want to face Tanzhou directly?"

"Yes."

"How sure are you?"

"If the lower officials can't even deal with Tanzhou, how can they be valued by the gentleman?"

"The pride is here, the old man will wait and see."

This is giving power.

Go do it, kiddo!
Yang Xuan bowed: "Master, take care."

Huang Chunhui stood up holding the table and looked at him.

"No matter how strong the wind is, it can't blow away the blood of my son from Beijiang. Even if the sword and gun are in the front, we still have no hesitation. This is the fate of our generation of warriors. It's better to do it. I will watch you in Taoxian County."

"Yes."

Yang Xuan resigned.

Huang Chunhui hummed a ditty and went back to change into plain clothes.

He wandered all the way to Pei's house.

Pei Jian opened the door, "Uncle."

"Did you go out to play recently?"

"went!"

"It's spring and it's still cold, children should be careful not to catch cold."

"Yes."

In the backyard, the Pei family members were all there, lined up neatly.

"Meet my husband."

"it is good."

Huang Chunhui said with a smile: "This day will eventually get better and better. I think Brother Nine will also be happy when he sees this scene."

Pei Jian said: "If Aye is still here, he will be very happy."

"The old man is going to see Brother Jiu."

"Sir, please follow me."

Pei Jian took Huang Chunhui to the ancestral hall.

Open the door.

Huang Chunhui walked in slowly.

Pick up three sticks of incense, light a fire, and light it.

Holding three sticks of incense in his hand, Huang Chunhui said softly: "Ninth brother, before you went to Chang'an, you asked me to drink. You said a lot that night. I am old and have forgotten many things, but I still remember what you said last Those words..."

"The father and son only have power in their eyes, and the Emperor Wu is old and out of control. From then on, my northern border will become more and more difficult.

Difficulties will cause dissatisfaction between the army and the people in northern Xinjiang, and if it is not done well, northern Xinjiang will go to war with Chang'an.

If the old man raises his sword and shouts, he will be able to respond to all calls, and then he will be able to rescue the Emperor Wu during the counterattack.

But once the troops are mobilized, the Tang Dynasty will be over.

The old man was heroic all his life, but the father and son were very afraid.But even at this moment, the old man dares to say that the old man is loyal to Datang! "

Huang Chunhui coughed dryly, "I'm getting old, Brother Ninth. Liao Jin is also getting old. I've been thinking for a long time about who should be the successor.

Recently, the old man took a fancy to a young man.

You must ask, what is the strength of that young man?
After the old man and Liao Jin, no one in northern Xinjiang can match his ability to govern and the prosperity of martial arts.

But he is too young after all, the old man has been hesitant, thinking, if he suppresses him again, at least he will have to hone his skills for a few more years.

Today, the old man thinks so.But in the end the old man changed his mind.

Ninth brother, you will definitely laugh at the old man for changing his orders day and night, for being unsteady, right?
Old man, be steady!
It's just that at that moment, when the old man looked at him, he seemed to see you back then, with the same expression, almost pious, and the same words, in this life, be loyal to Datang! "

He put three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

turn around.

"Next time, go underground, let's continue."

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