I was a famous teacher in ancient times

When Yang Zhanpeng received the books and titles sent by his sister, Ziheng, who was far away in the north, led the team to set off. Ziheng went to Huizhou to appease the refugees. According to the news, the refugees in Huizhou were composed of people from several prefectures.

Ziheng set off first, and when the food from the sea arrived, there would be a team to deliver the food and seeds.

At this time, the Northern Expeditionary Army has already opened the road to Huizhou. As long as the Northern Expeditionary Army passes through the border, there will be no more bandits in the mountains, and people will be seen rushing on the road from time to time, which shows that road safety has been guaranteed.

The people recognized the flag of the Northern Expeditionary Army, controlled their pace of running, and kept their bodies stiff and did not hide until the team passed by. The people said that Yang Huangbing was a good soldier.

As the weather gets warmer, the snow has melted, and the land has a hint of greenness. The repair of the official road has also been put on the agenda. When Ziheng arrived in Xinzhou, the captive soldiers had already started repairing the official road.

Ziheng deliberately stopped to watch for a while, he asked Jiao Huwei, "Why do I feel that these prisoners have grown flesh?"

Jiao Huwei snorted, "It's strange that they don't grow meat after raising them all winter."

Ziheng knew the food of the captives. He had two meals a day, three full in the morning and five full in the evening, but there was enough salt, and he could drink bone broth if he behaved well.

Ziheng recalled the appearance of the captured soldiers in Jeju. In this comparison, the sooner he was captured, the better off he would be.

In fact, there are no captive soldiers. A captive soldier in winter also has tasks to complete. They have to repair the houses where the common people live, and clear the snow in the houses and so on.

Ziheng entered the Fucheng of Xinzhou. One winter day, all the aristocratic families in the Fucheng were liquidated, and all the properties of the Jiang family were sold to the public. Now it is time to re-measure the fields.

At present, all states implement military control, and all the manpower in each state comes from the south. After one winter, the government is still in a hurry.

In Ziheng's eyes, the eye sockets of government officials were blue. Many people lived in government offices on business and hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

Ziheng was also dragged away, and in front of him was the confiscated property ledger. The Jiang family and other families transferred some money, but the confiscated amount was still considerable. After checking the number of fields, Ziheng cursed in a low voice. The entire state city and fields have been occupied.

The next day, Ziheng yawned and left Fucheng. He had been helping all night and was really sleepy.

Sitting in the carriage to rest, sleeping until noon, he chose a nearby village to cook, and Ziheng got off the carriage to look at the surrounding scenery.

The village in front is not big, and villagers in twos and threes are clearing the fields.

Ziheng saw an old man pulling hay with his grandson. Suddenly the old man fell to the ground, and the grandson burst into tears.

Ziheng raised his foot and walked over, Jiao Huwei and others hurriedly followed. When Ziheng got near the old man, he didn't step forward to help him, but stared at the old man's shoes and wrists.

Guard Jiao was vigilant for a moment, Ziheng avoided the child's jumping body, his body reacted faster than his brain, and kicked him at the same time.

When the child fell to the ground, Jiao Huwei and the others discovered that the child was obviously a dwarf.

Ziheng's robe was cut open by the dagger, and he almost cut into the flesh. Only then did he realize that the old man deliberately showed him his flaws, just to attract his attention. The real killing move was on the dwarf.

With the movement here, the surrounding villagers in twos and threes drew out their daggers and attacked.

Ziheng's eyes darkened. The villagers in this village are all pretending, so what about the real villagers?
Ziheng has been training in the mountains and forests for a long time, and he has become more flexible in evading. These assassins are deadly, and when they are all resolved, many guards have been seriously injured.

Ziheng's clothes also had a few cuts, and the seriously injured guard's wound was wrong. He had to take the detoxification pill, and he had to force the poison to save his life.

In order to save Ziheng's life, all the knives used in this assassination were poisoned. It wasn't just one kind of poison. The accompanying military doctor shook his head, and the military doctor was powerless to poison more than two guards.

Guard Jiao went to check the village, his face was full of grief, "Everyone in the village was killed."

Ziheng took a deep breath, "Bury the villagers."

As for the guards, Ziheng asked the military doctor to stabilize the poison first, and then sent a letter back to seek medical treatment.

In Ruizhou, Yang Zhanpeng's family is very low-key in Fucheng, and only bought a house with two entrances, and only six servants in the family.

It's a pity that Yang Zhanpeng's identity is destined to keep a low profile, and finally someone came to the door.

People came to give gifts one after another, and some even hinted at sending their daughters as concubines.

This day, Mrs. Wei accompanied his son to practice calligraphy, when he heard that someone was coming again, the housekeeper rushed over, "Lady, this time I brought a girl to the door."

Wei's expression paused, Xianggong said that he would live a good life in the future, everything in the past is over, she didn't believe it, "Go down and get busy."

The mother-in-law has long noticed that there is something wrong between the master and the lady at home, and now she is sure. The housekeeper is a little worried. The lady has power in her hands, so she can be a better housekeeper. The housekeeper is really afraid that there will be more concubines. , how should I live this day?
Wei knew what the mother-in-law was thinking, as long as she had a son, no one could beat her, not to mention she had money in her hand.

When Yang Zhanpeng came back, Zhenxin had finished writing the big characters and was reciting poems. Zhenxin hurriedly greeted him, "Daddy."

Wei raised his eyes and looked over, beckoned his son to go back to rest, and waited for his son to leave before saying: "Do you need me to prepare a banquet?"

Yang Zhanpeng was puzzled, "What banquet?"

"Concubine."

Yang Zhanpeng stared straight at Wei Shi, and it took a while before he spoke, "My brother-in-law doesn't have a concubine, and I haven't had a concubine after I've been married to you for many years. There won't be a concubine at home in the future. It's good to have a simple family."

Wei Shi tasted the words of Mr. Pin, thinking that Emperor Yang was only the queen, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's better to be simple."

Yang Zhanpeng became interested in chatting, "I'm useless, and I don't want to enter the officialdom in the future. I want to be a husband. You have studied medicine for many years. Do you want to continue learning?"

Wei Shi looked at Xianggong blankly. Since seeing him again, she found that he seemed to have let go of his burden, and his whole person was peaceful and relaxed.

In the north, before Ziheng arrived in Huizhou, Zhang Min knew that the assassination had failed. Zhang Min looked at Jeju on the map. Now that Nanzhou had become an isolated island, he waved off the general and stared at the map alone.

Suddenly Zhang Min grasped the map with both hands. He doesn’t believe in the election. He hasn’t lost yet. He still has a bargaining chip. So what if he seeks skin from a tiger? The north belongs to him, and he is still young. Chance.

When Zhang Min was sending letters to the tribes in the northeast, Hulechina sent his eldest son to Jiaozhou to establish a business relationship between the two parties.

Yang Xixuan didn't feel sorry for Hu Lechina's eldest son. He was curious about this eldest son. Hu Lechina had been the bridegroom in succession last year. This motherless eldest son became a target, a thorn in the flesh that everyone wanted to get rid of.

Yang Xixuan handed Ming Chen the responsibility, "Arrange Hu Le Yazan."