"Peng Pai!"

Yang Qi called softly.

Peng Pai, who was guarding the door and accompanying Zamahe Aoki, trotted into the study.

"What does Your Majesty command?"

Yang Qiqu tapped his fingers on the table, "Let the people of Bianjing City pay close attention to Ding Wei, collect everything about him, and report it to me." ”

What Yang Qi's mouth refers to when he has collected all the things, Peng Pai naturally knows it.

Under the joint investigation of the scarecrow and the volcano guard, what Ding Wei has experienced since he was a child, who are the ancestors of the three generations, what he eats and drinks every day, etc., will be collected in detail.

"My subordinates understand."

Peng Pai agreed, and hurried out of the study to convey the order.

Yang Qi left the desk with both hands, wrapped around his chest, leaned slightly on the chair, squinting in thought.

Just now, I asked Kou Zhun and Xiang Minzhong to discuss how to deal with Ding Wei.

Kou Zhun proposed to find someone to kill Ding Wei, and it was over.

Xiang Minzhong disagreed, for fear of causing a wave of assassination.

Yang Qi did not approve of assassination in his heart.

But the reason is different from Xiang Minzhong.

Ding Wei was secretly supported by Zhao Defang to deal with Yang Qi, in the final analysis, the main root cause is still in Zhao Defang.

Even if Yang Qi sent someone to secretly end Ding Wei.

Zhao Defang is likely to support Wang Wei and Zhang Wei.

Yu Qi asked Zhao Defang to continue to work hard to support Yang Qi's opponent, so it was better to keep Ding Wei and play slowly with him.

When Yan Guo completely recovers its vitality, it will be time to free up his hands and give them a ruthless one.

It takes time to investigate all the information.

But the land in Yanjing City is being sold, but it is imminent.

On the fifth day of the fourth lunar month, the sky was not beautiful, and it rained lightly.

The cold wind penetrated a fierce force, drilling into the neck of the person.

However, even so.

In a huge temporary store outside Yanjing City, there are still people buzzing.

After following Yang Qi for a long time, Kou Zhun's attitude towards merchants has changed, and he knows very well that Yan Guo wants to get rich and strong quickly, and has an inseparable relationship with these merchants.

Therefore, Kou Zhun was stunned to use the most humble conditions to build a hypermarket that was rare at the time.

The store is huge, occupying nearly 1,000 acres in the southeast corner of Yanjing City.

In the middle of the store, there is a high platform, on which hangs a huge map with a length and width.

It was a map of Yanjing City, except for the palace and official offices at all levels, the rest of the places were clearly marked.

Each piece of land has a corresponding numerical number.

From one, all the way to 36,000.

In other words, there are 36,000 places for this sale, large and small.

And that's not even counting the places that have been left behind.

It can be seen from this that after the completion of Yanjing City, how huge it is.

The merchants sighed at Yan Guo's generosity, and at the same time dragged the official in charge of guarding the map in front of the map, and asked the number of the place they fancied.

Around the high platform, there is a pergola built around a circle of straw mats.

After the merchants have chosen the land and memorized the number, they can go to the pergola to rest.

In the pergola, there are not only tables, chairs and benches, but also pastries and tea.

A few businessmen who know each other get together, and they can talk while waiting for the sale to begin.

The pergola is full of people, and the outside of the pergola is just as lively.

The small traders and hawkers who were not qualified to participate in the large-scale sales inside took the opportunity to set up one small stall after another outside the pergola, with slurry, tofu brain, oil cakes, wontons, etc., everything.

Stunned, the open space outside a desolate pergola was turned into a lively bazaar.

The guests they were targeting were not the merchants in the pergola, but they rushed to the news and planned to sell the planned residences in the alleys, streets, and squares of Yanjing City.

In the huge Yanjing City, it is impossible to swallow all the land for the merchants.

A large part of the residential land planned for the common people will be sold outside the pergola.

Selling is not the same as selling.

The highest price is the one who sells, and the one who sells is the same price.

The relative area is also small, ranging from three points to one acre, and the largest is only about two acres.

The price is unified is one point, three money.

This price, although not as good as the land price in Bianjing, is almost the same as that of Beijing.

Even so, there are still many people who come to buy.

Most of them were the family members of the soldiers who stayed in Yanjing City, as well as the people who were relocated by Yang Qi from Hong Kong City, various places in Youzhou, and Datong Mansion City.

"The sale has begun!"

The officials set up hundreds of stalls outside the pergola, waving the thick title deeds in their hands and calling out to the people.

The people rushed up and instantly surrounded the stalls that were sold.

It was at this time that Yang Qi entered the hypermarket without alarming anyone.

Behind him, Peng Pai and Zama Aoki followed like two iron towers.

Yang Qi had no intention of entering the pergola.

He took a closer look outside the pergola and saw a crumpled old man with a stall selling gourd head steamed buns.

The gourd head steamed bun is in Qinchuan for eight hundred miles, which is very famous, but when it comes to Yanjing City, it seems to be a little declining.

At the old man's stall, there were only two customers.

There were two guests, but none of them ate gourd head steamed buns.

One ordered a plate of braised sausages and ate them as snacks.

The other ordered a plate of pickled vegetables and nibbled on the dry cakes.

The kind-hearted old man served the thin man who had eaten dry cakes a bowl of hot bone broth.

The thin man looked at the old man stiffly.

The old man smiled and waved his hand again and again: "Don't want money, give your ......"

The thin man thanked him, his cheeks slightly red and his head bowed to eat.

The old man chattered to the stove in front of the stall.

"As the saying goes, the mother of a child is worried...... Xiao Lao'er also has a doll as big as him...... Seeing the doll starving, the little old man thought of his doll......"

Walking to the edge of the stove, the little old man used the dry towel in his hand to carefully dust off the meat mound with chopped intestines, and then straightened his waist, looking at the hot stalls around him, his eyes swelled with envy.

I looked back at the pot of intestines I had marinated, and I didn't sell a bowl, so I couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey......"

Just as the old man sighed, three figures appeared in front of the stall.

The old man immediately showed a smile on his face, "Objective, what do you want......

Halfway through his words, the smile on the old man's face dimmed.

The three people in front of him, all dressed extraordinarily, are definitely not ordinary people.

In big families, no one wants to eat such a cheap thing as intestines, they always think these things are dirty.

The old man has been setting up a stall here for two days, and there are countless rich and noble people who smell the fragrance, but as soon as they hear that it is eaten from intestines, they hide their faces and leave.

This made the old man feel very uncomfortable.

"Three bowls of gourd head ......"

Yang Qi shouted, and sat down in the stall by himself.

When the old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his face did not show joy, but asked worriedly: "This guest officer, the little old man's gourd head, is made of intestines......

Yang Qi, who had just sat down, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and said with a smile: "There are two intestines missing, I will lift your stall......"

When the old man heard this, he was rejoiced.

Being able to say this proves that Yang Qi is an expert.

"Xiao Lao'er uses the secret recipe of the Sun family's old store, it's not bad...... You are waiting for ......"

Dropping these words, the old man hurried to the stove to make steamed buns.

After a while, the old man made three bowls of hot, oily gourd head steamed buns and brought them to Yang Qisan.

Putting down the gourd head steamed bun, the old man said enthusiastically: "Objectively, you wait to eat first......

The old man returned to the stove, and from a jar beside the stove, he fished out a plate of bones soaked in sauce and brought it to the table.

Then he rubbed his hands in front of the table and said with a sincere smile: "This is the sweet garlic that Xiao Lao'er pondered by himself, and it tastes very good with this gourd." ”

Peng Pai and Zama and Aoki looked at Yang Qi at the same time.

Yang Qi took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube on the table, stomped the tail of the chopsticks on the table, and said, "Let's eat......"

Zama and Aoki got Yang Qi's consent, and he was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

Peng Pai held the chopsticks, looking embarrassed.

Seeing this, Yang Qi smiled and asked, "Can't get used to eating?" ”

Peng Pai said embarrassedly: "This ...... Are the intestines clean? ”

Yang Qi hadn't spoken yet, the old man was anxious, "The intestines are the fresh intestines that Xiao Lao'er only got yesterday, and the water was washed three times, and then boiled twice with boiling water...... It's clean, cleaner than people's hearts......"

Yang Qi glared at Peng Pai, "As long as you talk a lot, eat it quickly, poison you won't kill you!" ”

When Peng Pai heard this, he rolled his eyes helplessly and began to bow his head to eat.

The old man was very satisfied with Yang Qi's reaction, and praised: "You still know how to ......."

Under the expectation of the old man, Yang Qi first picked up the intestines of a chopstick, tasted it, and then nodded with satisfaction, "The fat is not greasy, and it has a medicinal fragrance." Sure enough, it's the true biography of the Medicine King......"

When the old man heard Yang Qi's praise, a bright smile appeared on his face, "You still know ...... goods?"

Yang Qi looked at Peng Pai and Zama Heaoki with a smile.

"How does it taste?"

Zama Heqing Mu didn't raise his head and said, "Xiang ......"

Peng Pai didn't look up, nor did he speak, just silently eating steamed buns.

A moment in time.

A bowl of belly.

Zamahe Aoki shouted unceremoniously: "Another bowl of ......"

"Me too."

Yang Qi put down the empty bowl and said with a smile.

Peng Pai whispered in embarrassment: "I ...... me too Ask for a bowl of ......."

"Hahaha......"

Peng Pai's words amused everyone.

The old man said happily regardless of his previous suspicions: "Wait, little old man will go and get it for you." ”

Three people, after eating seven bowls, they were full.

After eating, he had no intention of leaving.

Instead, he sat quietly in the stall and watched the sales and sales outside.

It didn't take long for shouts to be heard from inside the pergola.

"Your Majesty...... Young master, the sale is about to begin. ”

"You go in and star."

"No."

Peng Pai got out of the stall and entered the pergola to supervise the store.

Yang Qi and Zama Aoki sat in the stall, looking at the sales outside.

There were no guests, and the old man who had been idle came to Yang Qi's table and chatted with Yang Qi.

After the old man sat down at the table, he looked at the commotion outside, and said with emotion: "The lord of Yan is a character......

"Who's to say it isn't. With his bare hands, in just a few years, he not only conquered the southern ministers, but also recovered the sixteen states of Yanyun and established two powerful countries.

Such a character may not be able to produce one in hundreds of years. ”

Before Yang Qi could speak, the thin man on the table next to him sighed softly.

The old man rubbed his hands and said shyly, "Who said it wasn't." Xiao Lao'er hadn't expected the Lord of Yan Country to be so powerful before. The three boys of the family went to the party to sell horses, but they did not sell horses, but they joined the revival army.

After Xiao Lao'er learned the news, his liver hurt.

Letters were sent to them again and again, telling them to come back, but they refused to come back.

At the beginning, Xiao Lao'er was almost angry and broke off the father-son relationship with them.

Unexpectedly, these three boys, following the lord of Yan Country, really mixed up.

Now that Da Lang has become a battalion leader, Erlang and San Lang have also become a class leader.

Not only can he eat imperial food, but he also has a wife.

also took the little old man over to enjoy the blessings.

Hey, hey, hey......"

In the end, the joy on the old man's face could not be concealed at all.

Look at his righteous indignation, but the tone of his tone can't be hidden.

"Hey~"

The thin man sighed and said bitterly, "Your three sons are lucky...... But I wasn't as lucky as they were. ”

"Doll, are you in trouble?"

The old man asked curiously.

The thin man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's already over...... Don't mention it. ”

When he said this, the old man became even more curious.

Not to mention the old man, even Yang Qi was a little curious.

"Anyway, if you have nothing to do, you can tell us and see if we can help you?"

The old man urged.

"Hey~"

The thin man sighed again, "Speaking of which, I am the same year as the current Lord of Yan ......."

Hearing the words 'same year', Yang Qi subconsciously raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin man carefully.

The thin man didn't know that Yang Qi was looking at him, and he said to himself: "It's just that my official fortune is far less prosperous than him." He stayed in the capital, and I was sent to Chongyang County as a magistrate.

At that time, the imperial court carried out the decree of pulling tea and planting mulberry, and I took pity on the people and allowed them to pay taxes with silk.

Who knows, but the root cause is planted.

After the expiration of my term of office, my official reputation was not bad, and I was transferred to Bianjing City as an official.

The official to the crown prince Zhongyun.

Unexpectedly, the world changed, and today's official family was born, taking away the throne and demoting my official.

A few years ago, because I offended Ding Wei, I was dug up and allowed the people to pay taxes.

He falsely accused me of disrespecting the decrees of the court and deposed my officials. ”

The old man looked at the thin man with a look of astonishment, "Unexpectedly, you were still an official before?" ”

The thin man shook his head with a wry smile, "I used to be an official, but now I'm not even a common person, just a lost dog who fled in embarrassment." ”

Speaking of this, the thin man subconsciously clenched his fists and roared: "I have the ambition to serve the country, but I have no way to serve the country......"

"Hey......"

The old man sighed along with his emotions, and didn't know how to comfort him.

And Yang Qi looked at the thin man for a long time, and when the thin man looked up several times, he saw his face.

It's really the same year, a famous same year.