Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

Yang Ge held a nail in his mouth and focused on nailing a small piece of house plate with the words "Xiao Huang's Family" carved on it to the door of the kennel.

The appearance of the rough courtyard has been greatly changed. There is a living pool in the northeast corner of the yard. Next to the pool are several slender spotted bamboos that are taller than the courtyard wall. The early morning sun shines through the spotted bamboos and sheds a few mottled leaves on the yard. Bamboo shadow.

A moon gate is opened in the middle of the east wall. Outside the moon gate is a small flat vegetable field with a wide view. Two intersecting paths are paved with cobblestones in the middle and surrounded by a fence.

In the northwest corner of the yard, there is still a grape trellis. A square stone table is placed under the grape trellis, and a small bamboo chair is placed on one side. There is also a circle of flower beds built under the roots of the courtyard wall around the grape trellis. There are fresh little wild chrysanthemums planted inside.

Even the ground was paved with a layer of smooth, smooth bluestone slabs that fit perfectly, and drainage was done to ensure that the courtyard would not become muddy in rainy days...

After nailing the door sign, Yang Ge put down the hammer, stood up, and took two steps back. He shook his head, looked around, and clapped his hands with satisfaction, thinking that his son would definitely like his new home.

He moved on the spot and looked around, feeling that Zhao Miao would also like his hometown...

Finally, he raised his head and squinted at the golden sun in the sky, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips: "Today is a good day!"

"Brother Shan, I'm going to pick up my mother-in-law from the county. Please help me keep an eye on her at home!"

Yang Dashan's voice came from next door: "Yo? Are you already married? Feel free to go, don't worry at home!"

Yang Ge: "Thank you, Brother Shan. I'll treat you to a drink when I come back!"

"Brother, please be so polite..."

…

Mid-afternoon.

Zhao Miao was lying on the counter listlessly, staring at the pedestrians coming and going outside the door without focus.

In just a few months, she had lost a lot of weight, and her baby face had become an oval.

Xiao Baoqi, who was playing mahjong in the front hall, saw her looking like a husband, and couldn't bear to push his cards: "I'm not feeling lucky today, so I won't play...Second shopkeeper, Jie Feng!"

Everyone turned their attention to Zhao Miao in that room.

However, Zhao Miao seemed not to hear, neither saying a word nor moving.

Xiao Baoqi pulled out his chair and stood up, strode to the counter, and lightly knocked on the side panel of the counter: "Second shopkeeper, do you want to play mahjong?"

Zhao Miao weakly whispered: "If you don't fight, the second brother said that he and gambling are inseparable..."

Xiao Baoqi laughed and said: "The shopkeeper is joking, do you take it seriously?"

Zhao Miao said nothing, and still stared at the door dreamily.

Xiao Baoqi glanced at her and persuaded her in a low voice with both envy and headache: "Didn't the shopkeeper tell you everything before he left? He will come back to pick you up after he has settled in. Don't think too much and treat your body and bones in vain... …Besides, isn’t Xiao Huang still here?”

Zhao Miao still said nothing and regarded him as nothing.

Xiao Baoqi could only sigh and turned around to return to the mahjong table.

However, just as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Miao straightening up his upper body with a "rubbing" sound.

He turned around in surprise and saw Zhao Miao jumping down from the high bench, trotting around him with an inexplicable expression of excitement and rushing out of the gate.

He said "Eh" in his heart and looked out the door following Zhao Miao. He saw the second master in coarse cloth standing outside the inn door, looking at Zhao Miao who rushed out with a smile on his face.

"Second brother!"

Zhao Miao flew into Yang Ge's arms on the steps, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, as if she was holding the whole world she had lost and found.

She was really afraid that her second brother would never come back once he left...

Yang Ge raised his hand and gently rubbed Zhao Miao's forehead without saying anything.

At the right time, Xiao Huang, who was sleeping behind the counter, reacted belatedly, yelled angrily and jumped out with his tail wagging: 'You still know how to come back? ’

The salted fish in the front hall looked at them quietly, and the dazzling afternoon sun fell on them, giving them a warm golden rim.

…

The second floor of the inn.

Zhao Miao brought a cup of tea to Yang Ge, put down the tray and sat next to Yang Ge, holding his arm with both hands, never leaving.

Seeing this, the four Yuelai bears sitting in front of Yang Ge gave Zhao Miao a teasing look.

Zhao Miao smiled happily and gave them a proud look!

Yang Ge pretended not to notice their flirting and glanced back and forth between the four bears.

In the past few years, the salted fish in Yuelai Inn have come and gone, and some have directly bought a house in Luting and settled down, only coming here every now and then to brush their faces.

Only these four brothers have lived in the inn for more than three years, and their attendance rate is higher than that of the shopkeeper Yang Ge... The mahjong table where the four of them sit every day is almost scratched by their buttocks. Printed.

Among the four brothers, Flea is from Louwailou, Gangster is from Ming Cult, and Xiao Baoqi is from White Lotus Cult.

The three of them have been staying at the inn for a long time, and they all have missions.

Only Shit, a fellow charlatan who is also lonely, really takes charge of the Yuelai Inn...

"Bao Qi, what have your White Lotus Sect been busy with recently?"

Yang Ge stroked the squeaking dog's head in his arms and asked casually: "It seems that I haven't heard any news about your White Lotus Sect for a long time. Are you holding back your energy to prepare for big news?"

Xiao Baoqi straightened his back subconsciously, lowered his eyelids and secretly observed Yang Ge's face with his peripheral vision, and carefully replied: "Shopkeeper, I am not from the White Lotus Sect. Don't ask me about the White Lotus Sect!" "

Yang Ge looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

Xiao Baoqi gritted his teeth and continued: "If you insist on calculating, I can only be considered half of the White Lotus Cult at most... As far as I know, all the efforts of the Cult in the past two years have been spent in Japan, and there have been many Seven or eight thousand core members went eastward and settled down there.”

Yang Ge frowned slightly... The White Lotus Sect has been quite honest in the past two years. He didn't pay much attention to it. He really only found out about this today.

But speaking of it, he was the one who took the lead in formulating the plan for the great development of Japan, and he also divided the territory of Japan among various forces.

But so far, among the forces that participated in the eastward journey, only the White Lotus Sect has paid attention to this matter.

The imperial court, Mingjiao, and Lianlianwu have all had different heads of government in recent years. They have all focused on stabilizing the internal affairs, and have not yet been able to find the means to manage Japan.

Seeing his frown, the four Yuelai bears who had not yet sat down straightened their backs unconsciously and placed their hands flat on their knees, not daring to make a sound.

After Yang Ge thought for a long time, he spoke again: "Tang Qing didn't plan to establish a country in Japan, did he?"

"this……"

Xiao Baoqi shrank his neck: "I really don't know."

Yang Ge nodded lightly: "It doesn't matter, let me tell Tang Qing that... Japan can only belong to the Central Plains Dynasty, and no one is allowed to establish a country in Japan. This is my bottom line. As for how she can be justified. I don’t care if she goes to the court to talk about being the king of Japan.”

Xiao Baoqi glanced at Yang Ge secretly and whispered: "Second Master, didn't you say before that as long as you don't mess around in the Wei Dynasty, you don't care about how the outside world behaves?"

Yang Ge nodded: "I did say that, but when I said outside, I meant those areas far away from the Central Plains, such as Luzon Island where Mr. Xiang went... If you are willing to go to those places, you can do whatever you want. , it’s none of my business!”

"But these barbarians and natives around the Central Plains, including Annan, Goryeo, etc., are not among them... Of course, you can fight them out as long as you are willing. I can guarantee that whoever fights them down will be able to live there for the rest of their lives. The Tu emperor, including his descendants, can enjoy glory and wealth in those places.”

"But nominally, these places must belong to the Central Plains Dynasty. Even if it is just a superficial act of claiming vassalage and paying tribute, it must be done."

"Anyone who doesn't do it will be regarded by me as accumulating strength and intending to cholera the Central Plains... there will be consequences at your own risk!"

Xiao Baoqi seemed to understand what he was hearing. He racked his brains and thought for a while before whispering: "Second Master, what you did...isn't it unfair?"

They have been with Yang Ge for more than three years, and they all know Yang Ge's temperament relatively well, so they dare to say such things.

Yang Ge thought for a while and said: "Then let me put it another way, your fists are big, so you can make the Japanese pirates bow their heads. My fists are bigger than yours, so naturally I can also make you bow their heads... I don't know what I said, Will you feel more balanced?"

Xiao Baoqi:......

"Thank you, Mr. Second, for clearing up the confusion."

He clasped his fists speechlessly and said, "My mind is indeed much more balanced!"

I don't need to ask that question!

Yang Ge nodded: "Then convey my words to Tang Qing as soon as possible. I appreciate her way of putting her efforts outward, and I don't want to make everyone unhappy for some details."

Xiao Baoqi nodded: "I will convey your words to the leader as soon as possible, word for word."

Yang Ge nodded slightly and looked at Flea: "Do you want to deal with that golden envoy of yours?"

Flea nodded quickly: "Go back to the Second Master, it's been dealt with. He can only stay in the building and watch the door for the rest of his life, and he can't even think about going anywhere again!"

Yang Ge nodded: "I don't want this to happen again."

Flea raised three fingers and swore: "Don't worry, Tao Zun has given the order to die, and there will be no chance of a next time. If there is a chance, I will come to see you automatically without asking for help!" "

Yang Ge chuckled and shook his head slightly: "If it happens a second time, I'm afraid you won't be able to save anything..."

Flea's heart trembled, and he clasped his fists heavily and said, "I understand, little one!"

Yang Ge nodded and turned to the gangster: "What has your leader been busy with recently?"

The gangster racked his brains and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I haven't heard from the leader recently..."

Yang Ge thought for a while, then suddenly smiled helplessly and said kindly: "Tell your leader for me to let him go to my hometown to have a drink with me when he is free."

The gangster felt relieved and nodded with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, I will definitely bring your words to my family leader!"

Yang Ge nodded and turned his eyes to the dog shit on the side again.

Shit swallowed, glanced at Xiao Baoqi and the others, and without waiting for Yang Ge to speak, he took the initiative and said: "Second Master, I am alone, and I don't belong to any family..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Yang Ge smiled and said, "I didn't say which family you are from... You have been staying at the inn for almost three years, right?"

Shit nodded repeatedly: "Three years and four and a half months."

"Oh, there are still some things that are neat and tidy."

Yang Ge teased and said with a smile: "After staying here for so long, you should be familiar with all the work in the inn, right? Are you interested in taking over Yuelai Inn?"

"ah?"

Shit was confused, his lips moved and he didn't know what to say.

Xiao Baoqi and others on one side all cast envious glances at him: 'Dogs are rich and noble, and they bark at each other! ’

Where is this Yuelai Inn?

If this guy can take over the Yuelai Inn, he will instantly become one of the most powerful people in the world!

From now on, if this guy says a word, whether he is a civil or military official in a temple or a hero in the world, who dares not to give him any respect?

However, Shit seemed completely unaware of what this meant. Instead, he felt a sense of great pressure: "This...can I do it? Why don't you let Baoqi come? He is well-informed and eloquent. , I will definitely not insult your face!”

Xiao Baoqi was excited and waved his hands: "I can't do it, I can't do it. I'm an abandoned disciple of Huashan and I'm half a member of the White Lotus Cult. How can I be the shopkeeper of our Yuelai Inn! When word spread, others thought the Second Master was with the White Lotus Cult." What kind of shameful deeds are there..."

It was also while he was talking that he suddenly realized that Shit was indeed the best candidate.

The rest of them are either too ambitious or have too clear-cut positions.

Only Xianyun Yehe, who is carefree and lonely, and has the lazy temperament of Mr. Xiao, is the most suitable person to take over the Yuelai Inn.

Yang Ge glanced at Xiao Baoqi angrily: "You are indeed eloquent..."

He stretched out his hand and patted Dog Shit's shoulder: "Don't think too much. Just take care of the business of the inn. You can take care of the rest if you want to, or if you don't want to. If you really want to have that eye-opening thing, , I will come back to cook!”

Shit Shi struggled for a few breaths, and finally gave a heavy fist: "Okay, you think highly of me, Xunshi, and I, Xunshi, will never disgrace your face even if my head is in another place. From now on, I will be here at the inn, Even if I’m not at the inn, I’ll still be here!”

"Don't say such stupid things."

Yang Ge smiled peacefully and said: "No matter how reluctant I am to leave the inn, it is just a dead thing. If someone really wants to come to the inn to seek death, you can just save yourself and let him do whatever he wants. At worst, we can rebuild the inn again." Just... remember, the inn is only here when we are here!"

Shit nodded heavily: "I don't have to!"

Yang Ge smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, go ahead and do your thing, and I'll have a little chat with the flea."

The three of them got up and went downstairs.

Yang Ge rubbed his head for a while and asked, "Is there any news recently?"

Flea nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Second Master..."

He said yes, but his eyes glanced at Zhao Miao next to Yang Ge.

Yang Ge understood, picked up the tea bowl on the table, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and said to Zhao Miao with a low eyebrow: "How Miao Miao, help the second brother refill some water!"

Zhao Miao is so smart, how can he not understand the look between the two of them?

She stood up reluctantly, and the boss said unhappily: "Well, you flea, I won't give you any more food next time..."

Flea hurriedly flattered her and said, "Our second shopkeeper is a kind-hearted person. He will definitely not be as knowledgeable as a few rough guys like me who don't even know Chinese characters!"

Zhao Miao snorted coldly and strode away with the tea bowl, deliberately stepping on the floor.

After the two of them watched her go downstairs, Flea whispered with a stern look on her face: "With the temperament of our Second Shopkeeper, Second Master, your life in the future... won't be easy!"

"Fuss!"

Yang Ge laughed and cursed, saying to his heart that you have never seen Lao Zi Shu Dao Mountain, a famous scenic spot in Sichuan and Chongqing: "Let's talk about it, and she will come back if we keep inking."

Flea's face straightened up, and he lowered his voice and said, "I have two important things to report to you..."

"The first one is about the death of Emperor Xiping in his prime. We have some clues!"

Yang Ge narrowed his eyes and said in his heart, no wonder: "Tell me about it!"

Flea: "Zhengqi Alliance, Cheng Dingjiang."

Yang Ge suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is there any evidence?"

Flea said in a low voice: "This matter came from the mouth of Xie Yanping, the traitor of the Righteous Alliance, the Iron Pen Judge. No conclusive evidence has been found yet... But there must be a reason for the groundless rumors."

"I seem to have some impression of this person..."

Yang Ge frowned and thought as he said, "Isn't this person the Left Protector of the Righteous Alliance? How could he betray the Righteous Alliance?"

Flea: "Cheng Dingjiang is getting old. In order to compete for the position of the next leader of the Zhengqi Alliance, his eldest son Cheng Feifan, the 'Wuerbian', fought fiercely with Xie Yanping. Cheng Dingjiang acted fairly on the surface, but secretly he always tried to bias and weaken Xie Yanping. People in the Righteous Alliance.”

"Not long ago, Xie Yanping was ambushed in Hebei and almost died. He suspected that Cheng Dingjiang was responsible, so he ran back to Jiangdong. After being drunk, he accidentally mentioned the matter to his friends..."

Yang Ge: "Isn't this a bit of a coincidence?"

Flea nodded solemnly: "It was indeed a coincidence. The people who ambushed Xie Yanping were none other than Li Da's men in Lianlianwu."

Yang Ge was startled, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "You mean, this is very likely to be true?"

Flea: "According to the speculation in the building...it's almost the same."

Yang Gemo pondered for a long time while stroking the dog's head in his arms. Finally, he sighed silently and said softly: "Send the news to the Commander of the Xiuyi Guards, Shen Fa... Make it clear and let him verify it himself."

Flea didn't ask any questions, just cupped his fists and said, "I'll do it later, little one."

Yang Ge: "What about the second thing?"

Flea opened his mouth and said concisely and concisely: "The Tatar tribe and the Oara tribe of the Mobei grassland have joined forces and sent more than 200,000 troops. The peak of the troops is directed towards Datong!"

‘It’s still here! ’

Yang Ge sighed in his heart, and there was also a heavy feeling as if a big stone had fallen from his head, and he no longer felt upset or tormented.

Alas, everything was fine when I came here...

I can't go back now.

"I know."

He nodded lightly with an expressionless face, and then continued: "My hometown is in Linjiang County under Chongqing Prefecture. I will open a college there to teach and educate people. You can think of a way to set up a base there. If there is anything important, just let me know. How much money is needed, just quote... But this matter needs to be kept secret. I don't want too many people to know where my hometown is."

Flea nodded immediately: "Please rest assured, Second Master. When the matter in the northern border is settled, I will lead my trusted men to Linjiang County and continue to serve as your eyes and ears!"

He spoke with certainty, as if he believed that since he had sent the news of the Tartars' march south to Yang Ge, the Tartars' more than 200,000 troops had already started the countdown to their annihilation.

But Yang Ge's heart was not as relaxed as his.

Even though it has been more than a year, when Yang Ge recalls the Tartar land immortal in a dragon robe and imperial crown, he still feels evil!

When both the enemy and us have land immortals, it is actually equivalent to neither side having land immortals.

He can no longer go straight to Huanglong like he did to Yang Zaixian.

Because he can go, the Tartar land immortal can naturally come.

If you want to win quickly, you must first deal with the Tartar land immortal...

But this... is easier said than done!

At least now when Yang Ge recalls that snowy night, he still has only the confidence of a draw.

If you want to suppress the Tartar land immortal in all directions, you have to risk your life!

If you want to kill the Tartar land immortal... I'm afraid there is only one way, which is to die together!

Unless...

Yang Ge thought of a friend of different ages.