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Chapter 876 The spirit of Northern Xinjiang

At today's court meeting, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

The head of the state said nothing, and neither did Zhou Zun.

Chen Shen threw out his suggestion again.

"The drought in northern Xinjiang is serious. If it collapses, Beiliao will take the opportunity to enter. The old man is thinking that this situation must not continue any longer. I should invite Yang Xuan, the deputy envoy of the Northern Xinjiang Jiedu."

I didn't say the word "resolve the suspicion", but everyone felt it.

The emperor was silent.

Then, indifference.

Chen Shen sighed.

After going out later, he said to the people around him: "Yang Xuan looks young, but the old man has carefully experienced his actions over the years, but he is a planner. Drought and refugees, it seems that Northern Xinjiang will not be able to support it, but Why is he not moving?"

"What does Mr. Xiang mean..."

"Go to Beiliao and grab it!"

……

On the third day, Zhou's house had been cleaned up.

It's time for the pension.

Hate also suppressed.

The aristocratic family seems to be huge, but it can carry a lot of things.

There are countless grievances and hatreds.

Early in the morning, Zhou Zun went to Zhou Qin's side.

"Those bastards are sent away?"

"Yes."

Zhou Qin blew the whistle at the 'old dog', "They broke the rules first, the old man said, the one who started it will have no successors?"

"The Prime Minister Zuo once again suggested that Zitai come back, but the emperor still refuses to guarantee Zitai's safety." Zhou Zun said with a sneer, "He wants to watch Beijiang fall."

"This is fate!" Zhou Qin sighed, "If there was no natural disaster, Zitai would have stopped completely in northern Xinjiang. What a pity!"

Zhou Zun then resigned.

Hatred is hatred, and the power that should be grasped cannot be discarded.

When he was almost outside the imperial city, he met Yang Songcheng.

"Kingzhang."

"Servant Zhou!"

The two smiled and cupped their hands.

Without knowing it, I thought they were old friends for many years.

"How about northern Xinjiang?" Yang Songcheng asked.

"it is good!"

Zhou Zunxi's words are like gold.

"Hehe! That's good!" Yang Songcheng smiled.

Without the support of Beijiang, the Zhou family is like a fish on the chopping board, who can be chopped down at any time to make a delicacy.

When the two arrived in front of the imperial city, the door hadn't opened yet, and many officials had gathered.

"Kingzhang!"

"Servant Zhou!"

The two separate.

"No news from Northern Xinjiang?" Wang Douluo came over.

Zhou Zun shook his head, "Zitai hasn't sent anyone to deliver the letter yet."

"The door is open."

The gate of the imperial city slowly opened.

Zhou Zun and more than ten people stood aside.

Yang Songcheng and dozens of people stood on the other side.

While high-ranking officials gathered, at the same time powerless.

The two sides walked to the gate, refusing to give in to each other.

"The king please!" An official laughed.

This is not to show off, but to cheer for his subordinates.

Overwhelm your opponent!
Zhou Zun took a step forward, and an official stood in front of him.

He said provocatively: "How can Zhou Shilang walk before the head of the country, how inferior is he?"

Yang Songcheng is the secretary of the household department, and he is the head of the country. He can crush Zhou Zun no matter in terms of official rank or title.

The officials were giggling.

"Hey! Gentlemen!"

Someone shouted from behind.

When everyone turned around, they saw an official running and stumbling.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Houyuan, the prime minister on the right, asked.

The officials stopped and handed over the memorial in their hands, "The urgent report from the north said that... the drizzle in northern Xinjiang is continuous, and the refugees live and work in peace and contentment."

An official hissed, "Where did he get the food?"

The official said: "The person who sent the urgent report said that there is too much food in northern Xinjiang, and if it is not enough, go to the opposite side to grab it!"

Yang Songcheng's body shook undetectably.

The expressions of the officials behind him changed drastically, while others were stunned.

An official murmured: "Not enough, let's go to the opposite side to grab it! Deputy Envoy Yang is so brave!"

"Hahahaha!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Zhou Zun took a step forward.

The official blocking the way was pale and staggered back to the side.

Northern Xinjiang has survived the crisis!
And also get the population.

Next, what will Yang Xuan, who has survived the crisis, do?
no one knows.

Beiliao, there is a high probability that they will suffer.

But when the influence of Northern Xinjiang has swelled to a certain extent, how much influence does Chang'an have on Yang Xuan?
All checks and balances have become a joke!
What about Zhou?
Look at Zhou Zun, no one has ever seen him laugh so carefreely.

Yes!

His son-in-law became the king of northern Xinjiang!

The point is, after the emperor, Yang Songcheng and others dealt with the Zhou family, the relationship between the two parties seemed to never go back.

Is Yang Songcheng afraid?
Someone glanced at Guozhang.

Face as usual.

The Patriarch of the Yang family in Yingchuan would lose his composure if he encountered such a thing, and he would not be able to inherit it for so many years.

Wang Douluo suddenly sighed.

"That boy, why is he so hated?"

This is irony!

Wang Douluo walked away.

The news flew into the palace like flying.

The emperor was wearing Taoist robes and eating breakfast lazily.

It's the same with the imperial concubine at the side.

The two seemed to toss for a long time last night.

Han Shitou heard from the servant on duty that the bed was about to collapse.

As for?
Han Shitou thought to himself, not to mention the bed, even the bedding would not move at all.

"what!"

The emperor suddenly picked up a piece of grilled mutton, "It tastes good, Hongyan, you can try it."

The imperial concubine ate a slice, "Mmm! Fresh and tender!"

The emperor has a big appetite.

After breakfast, he was ready to go out for a walk.

Han Shitou saw the servant come in.

"What's the matter?"

The servant said: "Your Majesty, the governor of Dengzhou has urgently reported."

"Stone."

Han Shitou took the urgent report and took a look.

His eyebrows suddenly raised, and he squeezed the hand of the newspaper to watch the bones turn white.

Taking a deep breath, Han Shitou turned around.

"Your Majesty. Northern Xinjiang has survived the drought."

The emperor said, "That's good."

He got up, "Called the ministers to discuss the matter."

"Yes." Han Shitou told someone to do it, and turned around, "Your Majesty, change your clothes!"

"No!"

The emperor wore a Taoist robe and left the hall.

A servant is sweeping below.

The emperor stepped down the steps, and the servant held the broom and bowed.

The emperor went down, stopped, and looked ahead.

He opened his mouth and said:

"It wasn't cleaned up."

Han Shitou said: "Slaves are to be punished!"

"Stick to death!"

The emperor walked slowly.

The Taoist robe was blown by the morning wind, floating like a fairy.

Later, the monarchs and ministers gathered together.

Left Chancellor Chen Shen spoke again, "Your Majesty, there is a deep gap between Northern Xinjiang and Chang'an. I think you should call the deputy envoy of Jiedu, Yang Xuan, back to Chang'an."

Zhou Zun looked at the emperor with ridicule in his eyes.

The old man's son-in-law has overcome the difficulties, old dog, what can you do?
The emperor frowned.

Yang Songcheng coughed dryly.

An official stood up, "Your Majesty, I think what the prime minister said is true."

"Yes!"

"It's time to meet and talk. After a few glasses of wine, all grievances are gone."

The emperor was silent.

Yang Songcheng said: "Your Majesty, although the courtiers are rebellious, they are young after all. Your Majesty is like a father and grandfather. When a child makes a fuss, he should be beaten if he should, but after the beating, he must be coaxed, right?"

"Hahahaha!"

Above the court hall, there was a burst of laughter.

It seemed that Yang Xuan was really the son of the emperor.

The emperor said lightly: "Let him come, tell him, come and go freely."

……

Since arriving in Taiping, Yang Xuan hasn't had much rest.

At the beginning of the business, there were various difficulties, and I dare not slack off.

After the injury, he finally calmed down.

When he woke up in the morning, he habitually wanted to practice, and then told him with his tight chest that you were on vacation.

The doctor is by my side, it's impossible to overthink it.

"You can walk around later, but you can't jump."

Zhou Ning sat in front of the dressing table, combing his hair, and said.

Nothing to do?
A person who is busy all day, after being completely relaxed, feels a little pleasantly surprised, and then a little bit lost.

"It's no wonder that those officials who have retired from office are aging fast."

Yang Xuan finally understood.

Get up, take a shower, and eat breakfast slowly.

Then, take a walk in the yard.

"Aye!"

Ah Liang roared over with his beloved pet.

Standing in front of him, looking up at him with a look of astonishment.

"Want to play with Aye?" Yang Xuan was very interested.

Ah Liang frowned, Zheng Wuniang looked confused.

"What does this mean?"

Yang Xuan asked.

Zheng Wuniang said: "The meaning of Mr. Xiaolang... Mr. Lang is blocking the way."

Yang Xuan stepped aside, A Liang turned his head, "Swordsman, Fugui, let's go!"

One person, one leopard and one dog roared past.

Yang Xuan watched with a smile.

Later, he sat under a tree and gradually entered a state of being carefree.

In my ears, I heard the voice of Zhou Ning and Mrs. Guan discussing things, the voice of A Liang's milky voice teaching the swordsman, and the voice of the rich and proud...

Birds chirped on the branches, and a cicada tentatively made its first sound of the day.

Various noises could be heard faintly outside.

The people spoke loudly, laughed, complained, and shouted in haste...

The world is alive!
Yang Xuan closed his eyes.

very nice.

Bao Dong came and asked him about publicity.

Yang Xuan casually said a few words learned from the scroll.

"Not only to spread rumors, but also to bribe the other party's people."

"Why buy it?"

Bao Dong was puzzled, "Being a spy? But being a spy... is Jin Yiwei's responsibility. Although the subordinate officials are willing to do it, but considering the group of people under Commander Helian, let's forget it!"

"The butt is not clean?" Yang Xuan asked.

"What's the matter?" Bao Dong was a little embarrassed.

"Worried about being targeted?"

Bao Dong nodded, "I'm a little scared."

Yang Xuan knew that this was not fear, but awe.

This is a smart guy.

Yang Xuan said: "This is not a spy."

Bao Dong's eyes lit up, "What kind of method is that?"

"Isn't there someone from Beiliao who wants to study in Beijiang?"

"Yes, there are also people from some tribes."

Although Beiliao has studied with Zhongyuan for many years, but in terms of knowledge, it has never learned the essence.Literati in the Northern Liao Dynasty have always said that the root of Daliao culture lies in the Tang Dynasty.If you want to improve your knowledge, you must go to Datang to study.

At the beginning, Datang agreed, and a group of Beiliao students came to Chang'an to study.But then the relationship between the two countries took a turn for the worse. In a fit of rage, Datang directly disqualified the students from Beiliao.

"Select a group of people who are ignorant or who are dissatisfied with Beiliao to study in Beijiang." Yang Xuan held a cattail fan in his hand, and the widow Luo stood behind him, very comfortable.

"Treat them kindly, with a family attitude."

Unknowingly, Bao Dong took out the booklet and charcoal pencils.

This is almost the necessary equipment for Yang Xuan's close ministers.

What you guys are doing makes me feel a little dazed...Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "I want to discuss with them, and secretly boast about the various benefits of northern Xinjiang and the advantages of various governance strategies... including culture, economy, army, etc. Just to make them envious.

Think about it, first the attitude of the family, and then secretly boasting, let them see the strength of Beijiang, and then..."

Bao Dong stopped writing, "They will be envious, and have a family attitude, they will have a sense of identity, hiss...".He looked at Yang Xuan, "They will hate that iron is not steel."

"It's just a benefit, the biggest benefit is not this."

Yang Xuan said lightly.

Holding the charcoal pencil in his hand, Bao Dong focused on looking at Yang Xuan, a kind of excitement that he was about to acquire a special skill, which made his heart beat faster.

Yang Xuan sorted out his thoughts, "The biggest advantage is that after they return to Beiliao, they will feel superior to those Beiliao people.

What is it... I think those Beiliao people are a bunch of bumpkins.

Afterwards, they didn't like anything, and felt that Northern Xinjiang was lagging behind everywhere.

After a sense of superiority, they will have a feeling that their talents are far superior to those of their peers.

Since the talent is so outstanding, of course it must be reused. "

Bao Dong took a deep breath, "But there are rules in the officialdom, and the so-called talents of these people are just an illusion of superiority, how can they be reused?"

This man is smart.Letting him be in charge of promoting this part, he did not choose the wrong person... Yang Xuan is very satisfied with his choice, "If they don't get reused, what will happen to them?"

"Will be full of complaints, dissatisfaction, and even resentment."

Bao Dong's body shook, "Afterwards, they will regard Beiliao as an enemy, and they will identify with Beijiang and Datang more and more.

As long as our people contact, they will actively cooperate. "

"Understood?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.

Bao Dong got up, and saluted respectfully, "Heard the Tao in the morning, and die in the evening! The officials have never understood the meaning of these words. Today, I finally understand."

"Go!"

Bao Dong resigns.

Before leaving, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Xuan.

There was more admiration in his eyes.

They are all students of the Imperial College, and Yang Xuan has already surpassed him by more than one block in terms of cognition.

Seeing him go out, Wu Luo was a little dazed, "What Langjun said is out of humanity."

"Human nature is evil!" Yang Xuan moved his neck.

The days of recuperation are so leisurely.

Yang Xuan told Zhou Ning that he was somewhat used to such a life.

He even thought it would be nice to live like this for the rest of his life.

"When Ah Liang is older, I'll enlighten him. Teach children, read books for nothing, go out and see the world...

Waiting for the child to be born, if it is a son, you have to worry about what to prepare for him.

Since she was a daughter, she started saving her dowry... Isn't that how people live their entire lives? "

This is the life of countless villagers in Xiaohe Village.

But for Yang Xuan, a peaceful life is obviously a luxury.

Hayabusa brought the latest news from Chang'an.

"It was night, Yang Songcheng and other three families besieged the Zhou family and almost broke through. Fortunately, the Wang family made a move..."

Yang Xuan looked at the news and said with a sneer: "The one who caused the figurines has no descendants? The Yang family of Yingchuan!"

He gave the teacup a heavy meal!
Squinting, "Before my wife gives birth, this news must not be disclosed."

When a woman is pregnant, she will have all kinds of strange mentalities, and Zhou Ning, who is originally generous, will also be anxious.

"Yes." Aunt Guan very much agreed with this decision.

Just when Yang Xuanneng took A Liang on a horse ride, the messenger from Chang'an arrived.

"Deputy Envoy Yang, please go to Chang'an. In addition, the head of the country and others, including His Majesty, have said that they are free to come and go."

"Are you panicking after seeing the drought in northern Xinjiang?" Zhang Du sneered.

"Shut up!" Liu Qing stopped him, and then said, "Wait for news from Mr. Zhou."

This means that even the emperor's will is regarded as waste paper.

The messenger's face was a little green, but he didn't dare to beep... Before coming here, the Shangguan said that everyone in Beijiang was suffocated with Chang'an, so don't put on an angelic posture when you go, otherwise your death will be in vain.

Zhou's news was a day late.

It was Zhou Zun's personal letter that confirmed the matter.

"I didn't want to go, but if I didn't, public opinion would say that I have a different heart." Yang Xuan smiled.

Then, his eyes turned cold.

"Zhang Du!"

"exist!"

"Prepare five hundred Xuanjia cavalry to accompany me to Chang'an."

"Leader!"

Yang Xuan stood up and looked at the civil and military officials.

"It's time for Chang'an to see how strong I am in Beijiang!"

……

Ask for a ticket!

(End of this chapter)