Chapter 37: A Letter from Yang Cheng
Yang Ping and the others had already arrived in the mansion and waited, and they didn't dare to disobey what Yang Xiu had explained. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Several people sat down in a priority position, and Yang Xiu spoke. "What are your plans for recruitment?"
Yang Ping and the three of them looked at each other, and they all shook their heads, looking bottomless. It's just that Yang Xiu's tone is too big, and he wants to pull out a force of 5,000 people in one go, and the population of Gray Pigeon Port is only more than 100,000, so it is difficult to achieve this goal in a short time.
Besides, Yang Xiu doesn't have much property now, and judging from the relatively low taxes in Gray Pigeon Port at present, it is a bit stretched to raise one or two thousand people.
"I'm afraid that the money in the house can't support so many people..."Yang Ping said with a dry laugh.
"There are not so many adult men in Gray Pigeon Harbor who are willing to join the army..."Shang Ming squinted his eyes and continued, Gu Chen on the side was also full of worry.
Looking at the three people who were depressed, Yang Xiu was quite relieved in his heart, he had intended to promote them, but now it seemed that he was also doing his best for the Gray Pigeon Port, and he could also reveal some information to them.
"You don't have to worry about money, I can still afford five thousand people, the rest depends on your ability, I hope you don't let me down!" After Yang Xiu's encouragement, it really had some effect.
"My subordinates will do their best!" The three of them said in unison.
"Don't patronize doing things for me, you can't leave your own skills behind, when Miss Lu comes back, you all go and ask for advice."
At this time, Yang Ping and the others were a little embarrassed, although Lu Changfeng was good, but it was really embarrassing to let a few men find a girl to ask for advice.
"Young master, this..."Yang Ping's old face flushed, and he said wryly.
"To go?!" Yang Xiu's eyes widened, and he said with a fierce look.
Seeing that Yang Xiu was angry, Yang Pingti slipped his head out of the door, Gu Chen and Shang Ming followed with a smile as they tried their best, and the scene suddenly relaxed a lot.
After a few people left, Yang Xiu immediately changed to a sad look, and sat on the chair without saying a word, obviously not in a very good mood.
"Why hasn't Changfeng come back yet......" Yang Xiu muttered softly, frowning.
It stands to reason that the Dongyi people have safely retreated with both feet, and Lu Changfeng should have returned with a thousand light horsemen first.
But now that it's past night, Lu Changfeng hasn't returned yet, and there is not even a person to deliver the letter.
"Knock knock" There was a knock on the door, and Yao Wanxin's voice sounded outside the door.
"Young master, Sister Lu is back."
"I'm coming!" Yang Xiu hurriedly got up and pushed the door out in a hurry.
When Yang Xiu saw Lu Changfeng, he didn't know how to speak for a while, just because Lu Changfeng had a straight face and looked at Yang Xiu coldly.
Yang Xiu wanted to ask Ning Zhen about the whole story, but when he saw Lu Changfeng's unhappy face, he didn't want to speak immediately, so he only poured himself a cup of cold water and pulled a stool to sit down.
"How's it going?" After sitting for a while, Yang Xiu couldn't help but speak.
"It's all done." Hearing Yang Xiu's inquiry, Lu Changfeng frowned slightly.
"I don't think you look like you've done it, what's going on?"
"The eldest young master sent a letter asking me to go back and resume my life."
"Is there no way to get away with it?"
"Nope."
Lu Changfeng said decisively, it seems that there is no room for negotiation, Yang Xiu doesn't want Lu Changfeng to leave from the bottom of his heart, and I am afraid that his future road will not be easy without this right-hand man.
Yang Xiu looked up at Lu Changfeng, his expression was complicated, he opened his mouth slightly but didn't know what to say, he reluctantly picked up the cup and poured cold water into it.
"When are you leaving? I'll send you off. ā
"No need."
"Don't let me send it, Sister Lu, you are really ruthless!" Yang Xiu bared his teeth and said in distress.
"See for yourself." Lu Changfeng threw a letter as he spoke, and threw it steadily into Yang Xiu's hand.
Yang Xiu took the letter and read it carefully.
The content of the letter was all polite words, but judging from Yang Cheng's wording, the letter was actually written to himself, but Lu Changfeng opened it first and read it rudely.
Yang Cheng probably said two things, the robbery of Ningzhen is very important, and you Yang Xiu can't get out of it, and your father is angry and asks you to go back to Gray Pigeon City as soon as possible.
The 1,000 light horses in Lu Changfeng's hand were originally borrowed from you, and now that the affairs of the Dongyi people are over, these people, including Lu Changfeng, naturally have to be returned.
Yang Xiu showed a sad look after reading it, Yang Cheng's movements had to be called fast, Dongyi people had just left last night, and this morning the letter was delivered to Gray Pigeon Harbor.
Judging from this, Yang Cheng's gaze has never left the Gray Pigeon Harbor, nor has he ever left Yang Xiu's body.
"You're deliberately looking for me to be uncomfortable, aren't you?" Yang Xiu then glared at Lu Changfeng, with an expression that you didn't say earlier.
"Or you want to find a beating?" Lu Changfeng smiled and said with a sly look in his eyes.
Fang Cai's cold expression was all pretended by Lu Changfeng, that is, he wanted to tease Yang Xiu, but he never thought that Yang Xiu had no doubt and took what Lu Changfeng said seriously.
"I'd rather you just said the truth!" Yang Xiu's face darkened, and he said distressedly.
"Most of the time I went back this time was to ask the teacher to ask for the guilt, but don't worry about Gray Pigeon Harbor, I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back this time."
What Yang Xiu said is not unreasonable, although Ningzhen is under the jurisdiction of Yang An, it is also nominally the territory of Gray Pigeon City, and now that Ningzhen has an accident, Gray Pigeon City is naturally in charge.
To put it more clearly, someone has to come to the top of this matter, and the Gray Pigeon Harbor is just the barrier of Ning Town, the Gray Pigeon Harbor is unharmed and Ning Town was slaughtered, Yang Xiu can't get away no matter what.
"Then if you don't go, if you don't go, I won't go." Lu Changfeng also fanned the flames on the side, like a passer-by who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement.
"If I don't go, I'll be in the position of the acting lord of Gray Pigeon Harbor." Yang Xiu squinted his eyes, with a hint of sarcasm in his words, I don't know if it was Yang Cheng or Yang An.
"You think it yourself, I'll listen to you." Lu Changfeng whispered softly, turned his head and went back to the room.
Yang Xiu sat alone for a while, felt bored, and walked out of the house, straight forward along the street in front of the door, and just kept walking.
.......
A few days later, after Yang Xiu arranged all the matters of the Gray Pigeon Port, he went on the road with Lu Changfeng's Fourth Cavalry Regiment and went to the Gray Pigeon City to report to his father.
The Gray Pigeon Harbor is also slowly on the right track, the "factory" conceived by Yang Xiu is in full swing, and the transaction with the Tanaka clan is also supervised by Tanaka Sakura himself, and Yang Ping and the others are responsible for recruiting and training, and there is nothing that can be used by Yang Xiu in a short time.
Yang Xiu's behavior was to reinstate his life, and the entire cavalry regiment was basically lightly armed, but even if he rushed to Gray Pigeon Harbor day and night, it would take four or five days, so the journey was not fast.
By the time we arrived in Gray Pigeon City, it was already seven or eight days later.
(To put it mildly, I don't have a manuscript in my hand since this chapter, and I'll sue you if the update is slow in the future.) This book is full of more than 100,000 words, and the results are dismal, but I will try to finish it.
In fact, when I actually started writing, the general idea and conception of the book were finished, and I thought it would be written smoothly, but now I think about it as a matter of course.
I read it myself, but I couldn't find a place that satisfied me, whether it was the description of the characters or the fullness of the plot, it can be described as a failure of failures, and the narrative was rigid and rigid without any rules.
Although I was sick, I also gained a lot, and the writing process was not hearsay, but I still had to write it myself.
There is no shortcut to writing, and every sentence that seems concise but contains deep meaning is the accumulation of countless days and nights; Every blood-pumping climactic plot is also summed up from the lessons of countless failures.
Not much to say, winter clothes should do their best to write a satisfying story for you to see.
It's a 2,000-word chapter today, and we'll see you tomorrow! ļ¼