ps: Celebrate the National Day and put the first update on the shelves.

In order to prevent some well-intentioned people in the DPRK from discovering their identities, Yang Shuang has deliberately grown short hair in the past few months, left a little stubble, and has dark skin.

The two sides met and dismounted.

Yang Shuang, who was dressed in ink-colored battle armor, shook the black feather cloak behind his back, stepped on the steps paved by the sword and shield soldiers with battle shields, and Shi Shiran stepped down the three-meter-high back of the ox.

Before people could stand still, a momentum full of rage, might, and domineering swept in all directions.

The willow branches on both sides of the Weishui River swayed, and the grass buds on the vast earth swayed.

Whether it was Changsun Sheng, or the Ministry of Rites, or the hundreds of imperial city guards, they all gasped.

Get off the horse!

No, it's the next cow!

Looking at the people with different faces, Yang Shuang was secretly happy in his heart, the tiger wing array, sure enough, the cow broke!

Well!

When I enter the palace and see Yang Jian, let's have a more violent overlord to remove his armor!

However, before the two sides could greet each other, an accident happened.

I saw Changsun Sheng's mount, looking at the wild bull with saliva.

And Niu Ye was not to be outdone, his hind hooves were digging the ground, his snort was rough and panting, and his huge bull's eyes were instantly red.

"Nest grass!"

Yang Shuang and Changsun Sheng shouted together, how can these two brutes be a bit like dry firewood encountering a fire?!

I didn't have time to think about it, the donkey was already rushing every day.

Yang Shuang stretched out his hand to hold down the wild bull who was about to run out, raised his foot and pumped it on the donkey's back, and forcibly flew it into the Weishui River more than ten meters away.

With the help of the strength of the donkey's charge, he held the horn of the bull with both hands, inhaled, tucked his abdomen, twisted his waist, and turned his body.

Moo!!!

The cow man screamed, and the three-meter-high Roshan fell to the ground with a bang.

Yang Shuang patted the dust splashed on his body, and was just about to scold the donkey every day, when he suddenly remembered that according to the plan, he couldn't speak ancient Chinese!

"Second Uncle Fake!"

The hundreds of guards behind Changsun Sheng were suddenly shocked.

"Good...... It's amazing! ”

"Pull out the mountains and cover the world!"

"Could it be the reincarnation of the Overlord of Chu?"

"Shhhh

Yang Shuang beckoned to the three children, who quickly arranged for people to drive hundreds of sheep to the guards.

"Everyone has been waiting here for many days, and my eldest brother is a little unhappy! Each person has a small-tailed cold sheep, which is used as a meeting gift, and everyone will be friends in the future! Pal! Dog's Furunde! ”

"Uh" The guards of the Imperial City looked at each other.

Hastily ending the greeting ceremony, Changsun Sheng made a gesture of invitation to Yang Shuang, leading everyone to a temporary camp five miles away, which had been built two days earlier.

"Big brother, I'm going to face the saint early the day after tomorrow!" Changsun Sheng talked in a whisper as he walked.

"So fast?"

In Yang Shuang's heart, the tribute is not so simple.

Not only must they count the tribute, but they also have to send officials to the Western Regions to take office, after all, there is no civil affairs organization in the Western Regions, let alone the population geometry.

As for the face saint, although he will not let him wait for a long time, he must also choose a good day.

Therefore, there will be a division of the eldest grandson Sheng to meet in advance, and the prince or the king of Jin will receive it on the day of tribute.

It's cumbersome and cumbersome.

This time will not be too long, nor too short, as little as half a month, more than half a year!

"The Holy One can't wait!" Changsun Sheng said, looked at the big camp in front of him, and pretended to babble loudly in Hu language.

In order to avoid the Ministry of Rites Shangshu discovering the abnormality, Yang Shuang was also chattering, but he had some feelings in his heart.

As the saying goes, if you don't break, you can't stand!

The Great Sui was a dynasty that did not experience a peasant uprising, built on the foundations of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and those in power were bound to be oppressed by many forces, old and new, including the gate lords who supported him to sit on the throne in the first place!

And the dedication of the Western Regions is the recognition and enhancement of imperial power, and Yang Jian is naturally a little impatient.

"A group of people are so tired!" Yang Shuang pursed his lips and immediately decided that if there was an eyeless gate valve coming out to find fault, he would definitely get it to the Western Regions where birds don't.

"By the way, eldest brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may come to visit tomorrow!"

"Huh? What do you do when you visit me? Ordering Shi Da and the others to arrange for the team to rest, Yang Shuanghu said suspiciously: "Do you know my identity?" ”

"No, it was the reception the day after tomorrow, which was taken away by King Jin. It seems that the people behind His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are a little unwilling. ”

"The two melon babies who haven't grown their hair are still playing intrigues! Don't go! Tomorrow Lao Tzu will go to the kiln with Shi Da and Niu Er! Speaking of this, Yang Shuang's face was full of excitement.

The last time the bearded guest took them to Loulan to recruit troops, he was stunned and left him alone at Yumen Pass, and this time he must be compensated back!

"Hmph, tomorrow, I'm going to do three, from dawn to dark, and then from dark"

"Big brother, big things are important!" Changsun Sheng's face was strange, "By the way, didn't you say that you wanted a small jasper?" ”

"Then do you know what the little jasper means?"

"Of course!" Changsun Sheng held his head high, "Everyone is beautiful, with a calm temperament, sparse eyebrows, joy, anger and sorrow, politeness and thoughtfulness, generosity and moderation in social occasions, knowledgeable and courteous, winning the praise of elders and the appreciation of peers." ”

"And the little jasper, pretty, cheerful, lively, in the big scene, his eyes flashed, from time to time he showed a surprised look, his movements were a little restrained and curious, playful and cute."

Yang Shuang nodded in agreement, showing a look of sympathy, "Why don't I bring you one tomorrow?" ”

"Thank you, big brother!"

It was night, in the depths of the Imperial Palace, in the Lizheng Palace.

As a strict wife, Yang Jian naturally does not have a manna hall, so he only has this place every time he sleeps.

At this time, he was discussing today's court meeting with Queen Dugu around the stove.

"Qiqi Sheng, Yang Yichen is back!"

"Oh?" Yang Jian stopped talking, "Let him in!" ”

Soon, Yang Yichen, who was wearing a tattered military uniform, hurried over with a strong smell of wine, and just crossed the threshold, but fell to the ground.

Yang Jian and Queen Dugu were slightly stunned.

"Weichen deserves to die, but thinking of the great trust of the saint, he has to come to report in such a costume!"

Yang Yichen's real name is Wei Chi Yichen, his father had a deep friendship with Yang Jian, died early, and Hou Wei Chi Yichen was raised in the palace, and Sui Li gave him the surname Yang, which was recognized by Yang Jian as a cousin and compiled into the Yang family tree.

"Boil some porridge and let him sober up!" Yang Jian instructed the waiter, and asked the beggar-like guard to be lifted up, frowning: "How can this be? ”

"Back to the saint, that Yang Shuang thief is greedy for the sophisticated equipment of the guards, and he actually uses cattle and sheep as a bet to fight with the guards one by one, and the winner can take the other party's belongings."

"Seeing that although your outfit is tattered, you are complete, you should have won!" Yang Jian's curiosity was aroused.

Yang Yichen was speechless and choked, and only after a long time did he say with a crying voice: "Win!" ”

Yang Jian stroked his beard and smiled, "Crying a lot, how can a man be as wronged as a woman?" ”

"But the saint, the three hundred guards led by Weichen have all lost."

"Hiss"

Yang Jian's hand shook, and several whiskers appeared in front of him, and Queen Dugu next to him turned her head with a forced smile.

"That's why you took advantage of the darkness to return to the palace?"

Yang Yichen nodded.

Yang Jian was speechless, but he remembered what he cared about, and hurriedly asked, "Can you see Yang Shuang?" ”

"See, it's not Uncle Wang!"

The look of disappointment in Yang Jian's eyes flashed, but he listened to Yang Yichen continue.

However, his figure is similar to that of Uncle Wang, and his divine power is amazing. Today, the eldest grandson's war horse was frightened, which angered the thief's crotch and the strange cow."

When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes were full of shock.

And Queen Dugu next to her muttered to herself, "If it weren't for what my nephew said, this palace would really be hard to believe that there is such a powerful person in the world!" ”