Who is Yang Yanzhao? Whether it is a person who is a top military general in real history or romance, the early Northern Song Dynasty relied on this family to support the scene, and in the later stage, he relied on Yue Wumu to support the scene.

No wonder this name sounds familiar, Yang Wenguang Yang Wenguang...... Isn't it the outstanding generals of the Yang family's generation?

Although Song Beiyun can't remember some details clearly, if there is no accident, if these two names come together, there is no doubt that the proper Yang family will be.

"Yes, this is my father."

"That Yang family of the Golden Knife Old Linggong?" Song Beiyun was so excited, even happier than seeing Bao Zheng: "Wulang gossip stick, that Yang family? ”

Yang Wenguang looked at Song Beiyun in surprise, and then nodded lightly.

But before he could speak, Song Beiyun rushed forward directly, holding his hand and shaking it up and down: "Long admiration, long admiration, fortunately, sit down, Jin Ling'er go make a cup of tea." ”

The princess's eyes were horizontal: "Presumptuous!" ”

As soon as Song Beiyun heard this, he immediately recovered from his state of excitement, turned his head and knelt down on one knee towards Jin Ling'er: "The princess forgives her sins, and she made a mistake in her hurry." ”

"That's it." Jin Ling'er snorted coldly: "There will be a next time, and I will not forgive." ”

Yang Wenguang was blinded, he stood there and didn't know what to say at all, he didn't know why the person in front of him was suddenly so enthusiastic about himself, the protection mechanism in his heart was immediately activated, he took a step back, and arched his hand: "This steward...... This ......"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Song Beiyun opened the door and shouted outside: "Xiaoyan, prepare tea!" ”

In fact, Jin Ling'er is also a little confused about Song Beiyun's current state of excitement, after all, she is young, and she has been living in the south, when the Yang family was at its most brilliant, she was still an amino acid, and although the Great Song Dynasty is not the Great Song that Song Beiyun knows, the emphasis on literature and light martial arts has not changed much.

Therefore, Jin Ling'er is really not familiar with the Golden Dao Yang family, but if King Fu is here, he must know him, and he may even be very familiar with it.

Soon, the hot tea and pastries were placed in front of Yang Wenguang, which made him a little flattered, and Song Beiyun didn't say much, just leaned next to him and asked: "Wenguang, what are the work needs, just put it forward, we are a personalized enterprise, we can meet you as long as you open your mouth, five insurances and one housing fund, paid leave, you will be counted thirteen salary plus commission, as well as high temperature subsidies and low temperature subsidies." ”

Yang Wenguang: "......"

"Don't you understand? Then you say, what do you want, you say. ”

This really frightened Yang Wenguang, and he hurriedly got up: "I'...... Excuse me, disturb ......"

"Don't!" Song Beiyun pressed his shoulder and didn't let him get up: "Just say, the princess Chitose is here, if you have any requirements, you just speak, and everything is decided by His Royal Highness." ”

Yang Wenguang glanced at Princess Ruibao, she just nodded slightly.

Although Song Beiyun seemed to feel like he was chattering and always saying some things that people couldn't understand, at least the princess's words were still reliable, so Yang Wenguang cautiously said: "Actually, I don't just want to make a living for me, I also want to make a living for my brothers over there." ”

"Oh? Your brothers are also from the Yang family? ”

Song Beiyun was excited, if the Yang family would all work here, this would be said...... How much to save face.

He was excited, but suddenly he thought about it, and a thought rose in his heart, and after this thought came out, it quickly extinguished his enthusiasm and quickly restored him to a calm state.

"Why is the Yang family so miserable now?"

After calming down, Song Beiyun quickly discovered the problem, how to say that the Golden Dao Yang family is also a famous family with a surname and a trace of history, although it fell apart because of the war and internal capital, but it definitely shouldn't be now, shouldn't it be when they are all in the year of fighting?

can look at Yang Wenguang's appearance, he doesn't look like a famous family, although his temperament is very different from those splashes on the street, but he is dressed like an ordinary martial artist, and he doesn't look like a rich man.

Yang Wenguang raised his head and glanced at him, and sighed lightly: "This brother doesn't know, my Yang family ...... more than twenty years ago"

Soon, Yang Wenguang told the princess and Song Beiyun what happened to him very calmly, although it was not a sin, but it was also a never-ending one, so they could only rely on some underworld transactions to make a living.

"This time, I just want to find a proper livelihood for my brothers, my father said, this thief is a thief, no matter how high-sounding it is, it is also a thief, the husband disdains the grass, and can only be righteous for the country and the people. These brothers have no skills, but they have a lot of strength......"

After Yang Wenguang finished speaking, Song Beiyun touched his chin and pondered for a moment: "You mean you want your more than 1,000 brothers to come here to do it?" ”

"Yes...... Can? Yang Wenguang was still a little apprehensive: "I know that this matter is difficult, if the princess Chitose is embarrassed, then that's it." ”

He got up and was about to leave, but Song Beiyun stretched out a hand to stop him: "Your idea gave me an inspiration." ”

After saying that, Song Beiyun turned around and said to the princess: "Chitose, you were still worried about those displaced people and disaster victims making trouble. I've found a good idea. ”

The princess's eyes lit up: "Tell me." ”

In fact, Song Beiyun was also worried about this problem before, this group of homeless people is hundreds of thousands of people, there are fish and dragons in it, there are three religions and nine streams, and it is really difficult to manage it in a unified way. These days, the crime rate in Luzhou City has skyrocketed, in fact, it is because of this reason.

Yesterday, when Miao Yan asked him out for dinner, the two of them discussed this issue, Song Beiyun was worried, and Miao Yan actually didn't have any good way, just said, "If you want to manage these people well, you can only not treat these people as people."

Although Song Beiyun rejected this proposal at the time, now after seeing Yang Wenguang, he suddenly had an inspiration.

It's hard not to treat those displaced people as human beings. But if you treat them as animals, it's not difficult. Assuming that they are a group of sheep, then Yang Wenguang's gang can become shepherd dogs.

Yang Wenguang said that the people under his command were originally some scoundrels in Luzhou City and the surrounding areas, because his father's fame on the road gathered together, and he was not a good family.

He said it himself, but he just had the attitude of trying it out, after all, there are more than a thousand brothers under his hands, and no one would want such a person.

But......

Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Brother Yang, tomorrow before you let all the brothers in your family come to this big warehouse, let's count the heads, how many people we want." ”

"Really?" Yang Wenguang's snort was heavy: "But ......"

"Don't worry, every penny of money is not yours." Song Beiyun's eyes rolled twice: "But the ugly words are ahead, if they are disobedient, it will be you who are unlucky." We are not inviting them but you, and every month a sum of money will be allocated to your head, and how to distribute it is your business, whether you swallow all of them and not share them or leave a big son, it is your business. ”

Yang Wenguang thought about it in his heart, thought about it carefully, and then suddenly stood up and hugged his fists towards the princess and Song Beiyun: "I'll go back to Zhang Luo." ”

"Go ahead."

Yang Wenguang left in a hurry, Song Beiyun closed the door and glanced at Ruibao: "What a bold man, let me kneel for you." ”

"Ouch...... Good brother. Ruibao got up with a smile and pulled Song Beiyun to the chair and sat down, and she naturally sat on his lap: "In front of outsiders, you have to save some face for others, they are a princess anyway." ”

Jin Ling'er said, holding Song Beiyun's hand with both hands and putting it on her waist: "Come, good brother, my sister is comfortable to hold, you hug." ”

"You're sensible." Song Beiyun leaned back on the chair and hugged the soft princess, it doesn't matter if her hands are honest or not, Her Royal Highness the princess likes this.

"Good brother, why do you have so much splashing, these people are so lazy to do it, and it's useless."

Song Beiyun pinched her nose: "You don't understand this, have you really seen those disaster victims?" ”

Ruibao shook his head lightly: "I've seen a few, but I haven't seen too many." ”

"That's right, those people, when you actually see them, you'll know that they're not human anymore." Song Beiyun sighed and said: "When more than 400,000 disaster victims gather outside this Luzhou city, you will know what makes people panic." You haven't seen the victims, so have you seen the sheep grazing on the mountain? ”

"Well, that's what I did." Ruibao frowned: "But this disaster victim and sheep ......"

"They're not human, they're like a herd of free-range sheep, and the goats don't grow anywhere they go. Why is your Emperor's brother and His Royal Highness King Fu so secretive about this disaster, it is precisely because these things of the displaced people are a hot yam. Otherwise, do you think that Zhao Xing, who slammed the door, came to you to ask for money, money, and land? ”

"Don't talk about my emperor's brother like that." Jin Ling'er rested her head on Song Beiyun's shoulder, leaning on his chest: "Then according to what my good brother said, I'm not dead and lifeless?" I'm afraid ......"

"No, I'm here to find you a sheepdog." Song Beiyun's hand slid up and down on Jin Ling'er's waist, and all the oil and water were wiped out: "These people don't have any production and no skills, but this ability to oppress the good is first-class." ”

Jin Ling'er, what is smart, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she straightened up: "Good brother is saying, let these spoilers take care of those homeless people?" But can ...... Can you take care of it? Or is there any way to say a good brother? ”

"I'm not telling you now."

"Say it......" Jin Ling'er leaned in front of Song Beiyun and kissed him on the face: "The princess begs you like a puppy, good brother, you can say it......"

Song Beiyun smiled, and his hands were very dishonest: "Actually, it's simple, after diverting a group to Jiangxi Dao, the rest of the people will be divided into different groups, and this group will be up to a hundred people." These pranksters are naturally the team leader for them. We sent the order to Yang Wenguang, and Yang Wenguang then distributed these words to those punks, with the prestige of his family, it was not a big problem. And we don't need to care about so many splashes, as long as Yang Wenguang is managed well. ”

Jin Ling'er tilted her head and thought for a long time, then nodded lightly and said: "In the end, it is still a good brother who is smart, if there is no Yang Wenguang, those bad skins will not be able to disobey the yang and the yin, but if there is more Yang Wenguang, we just need to take care of this Yang Wenguang, if it is a bad crime, we will punish Yang Wenguang." His family has the ability to manage these splashes, so naturally it saves a lot of effort, right? ”

"That's right." Song Beiyun said with a smile, and slowly took his hand out of Ruibao's clothes: "It's not too early, you go back first." ”

"Don't be busy, don't be busy, let my good brother hug me for a while." Jin Ling'er didn't move, but drew circles on his chest with her fingers: "Good brother, you said that you bullied your sister all day long, if one day your sister is going to get married, how sad you will be." ”

"It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, can I stop it?"

"You ......" Jin Ling'er pinched the soft flesh on Song Beiyun's waist: "You have taken advantage of all the cheapness, but you said such things?" Am I so cheap in your heart? ”

"Hey, hey, don't lose your temper." Song Beiyun patted her on the back gently: "You are a princess, if you are like A Qiao Qiaoyun, you are not like this now." ”

"What would that look like?"

Song Beiyun pointed to the table in front of him: "You lie on top, the table creaks." ”

"Ah......h

"You're too shy, huh?"

"It's not a shame ......," Jin Ling'er's voice came muffledly: "It's a panic of gluttony." ”