Many people in the palace now know that the concubine is called Emperor Erlang.

It's a big rebellion!

It's almost the same as the queen called this, and you are also worthy of a concubine?

But the emperor not only agreed, but also called the concubine's name.

Swan goose!

"Hong Yan, fly away."

A snarky concubine said.

She was waiting on the emperor's way back to the harem.

"Your Majesty is here."

A palace maid came galloping in.

The concubine nodded, "Give the money." ”

Her maid stepped forward and handed her a string of copper coins.

The palace maid seemed to have experienced countless times of skill, took the money with one hand, took out the huge money bag with the other hand and threw it in, and then ran wildly.

Shouts echoed behind him.

"Your Majesty is here."

"Give money!"

So when the emperor arrived, he saw a huge lineup of welcomes.

When the concubine heard the news, she just laughed.

The calm look in his eyes was enviable.

"Jiro won't stay there."

"Your Majesty has arrived."

The emperor strode in, and without waiting for the concubine to salute, he helped her, "Hong Yan really has a good eye. ”

The concubine was stunned, "Erlang, this is ......"

"You suggested that the county lieutenant go to protect Princess Nanyang, and today he sabotaged the plot of the Northern Liao envoy."

The concubine was stunned, "Who?" ”

Jiao Li said in a low voice: "Niangniang, it is the county lieutenant who blocked the assassins. ”

The concubine suddenly realized, and couldn't help but feel guilty for a moment.

The emperor glanced at her seemingly casually, and when he saw this, he said, "That young man is also a little bold. ”

The concubine took his arm and said, "That's not worth my original recommendation." ”

The two of them went in.

The concubine asked, "What is the name of that young man?" ”

Jiao Li said: "It seems to be called Yang ...... Yang Xuan. ”

……

"If you don't have money, you have to die."

Yi Niang muttered dissatisfiedly, and a few of her chicks were wandering around at her feet.

Fang Zheng outside the door smiled bitterly, "Yi Niang, everyone has to pay taxes." ”

"The powerful will not pay."

Yi Niang complained while giving the money, as for the cloth in the tax, she had already prepared it.

"I won't go to my house for labor."

"Well said."

As long as you give money to the cloth, you are the uncle.

This is the smoothest tax collection in Fangzheng.

"Shaofu is back."

When he saw Yang Xuan, Fang Zheng greeted him with a smile.

Behind him, several large carts were piled high with money and cloth.

Among them is the Yang family.

Yi Niang was obviously very dissatisfied with paying taxes, and she complained while patting Yang Xuan who entered the door with dust that did not exist on her body.

"Back then, don't talk about paying taxes, even if you eat, you don't pay money."

Cao Ying said casually: "We have money...... Old thief. ”

Bang dang!

The box fell to the ground, and the thief opened the lid.

Glittering!

Yi Niang was happy, and her hands were heavier.

Syllable!

Yang Xuan received a slap on his back, and he swore that he must be green.

After learning that it was used to buy a house and open a ramen restaurant, Yi Niang reluctantly put down the gold ingot, "I have seen money back then, but I was dazzled, dazzled." Saving is the way to prosper a family, not extravagant. ”

The mouth was ruthless, and a hard dish was added at lunch.

"Roast chicken!"

Wang Laoer's eyes lit up, and he squatted and started to work.

"Hmm!" Yi Niang glanced at him.

Wang Lao Er was biting the chicken, and his movements immediately stopped, and he slowly knelt down and sat down.

Yi Niang looked at everyone with a straight face, "Etiquette and etiquette!" How many times have you said it? You can't embarrass Lang Jun and say that you are an old thief! ”

The old thief is also used to squatting to eat, and when he heard this, he said: "Yi Niang, I have been ...... for many years."

"Why?" Unable to say anything, Yi Niang swore to let the old thief drink the wind for dinner.

The old thief said: "Tomb robbery will be very time-consuming, and the tomb road is low, so you can only squat and eat." ”

"Why don't you sit?" Yi Niang didn't believe it.

The old thief sighed, "The ancestral rule, you can't sit ...... when you enter the tomb"

"What about sitting?"

"Our rule is to treat death as life, and the tomb is the home of the owner of the tomb. You can't sit unless invited by the host. ”

Host invited!

Yi Niang glanced at Yang Xuan, "From today on, sit!" ”

The owner of this house is me!

Yang Xuan felt a chill down his spine.

The old thief sat down.

The family ate lunch in silence.

After lunch, Han Ying came.

"Please go and pick a place."

"Look at the tombs? This old man is familiar. "The old thief has been in a bit of a commotion lately and doesn't want to go from house to house.

"Look at the place, sell ramen."

Walking along Suzaku Street, Yang Xuan was a little overjoyed.

Those middle-aged people have a humble smile on their faces, and they introduce the situation of the house they represent, which will give you the feeling that you are a god.

When he pointed to the larger house, the middle man almost had snot bubbles.

"He wants to call you Daddy." Suzaku wants to bubble beautifully, too.

"That's it."

Yang Xuan finally bought a house in Guangfufang on Suzaku Street.

"Renovate and decorate, and in addition, recruit people." Yang Xuan began to assign, "Han Ying teaches the cook. ”

"Yes." This is the core, and Han Ying feels that it is important to herself.

"Every chef has a ten-year contract."

If someone leaks the secret of Wonju ramen, if it is found out within ten years, Yang Xuan can make him regret it for the rest of his life.

The large transactions between the nobles were rarely made of copper coins, mostly cloth, or gold and silver.

"The gold isn't hot yet."

The old thief returned home and was still talking.

"Money is just a small thing."

Cao Ying and Yi Niang discussed, and came back to Yang Xuan and said: "Lang Jun, I mentioned this matter when Fang Zheng came to collect taxes before, and Northern Liao is now constantly provoking conflicts in the north. ”

"What do you want to say?" Yang Xuan sat down, Yi Niang brought him tea, and said softly: "Lang Jun, this world is a little chaotic. ”

Cao Ying knelt at his side and bowed her head, "We need to be faster." ”

Yang Xuan pondered for a long time.

"Prepare a gift."

"Where are you going?" Yi Niang was a little confused.

"I'm going to meet the general."

When Yang Xuan came to the gate of the military headquarters with a few oil paper bags, the palm of the gate guarded asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Yang Xuan, the county magistrate of Wannian County, asks to see Song Shangshu."

"Why?" Palm solid ask the purpose.

At the same time, he glanced at the gift in his hand, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

Song Zhen is a model of uprightness, this person dares to bribe?

"Greetings."

Palm Gu slowly entered.

By the way, let yourself relax and unwind.

"Shangshu."

"Hmm!"

Song Zhen had just finished dealing with a political matter and was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Zhanggu said: "Yang Xuan, the county lieutenant of Wannian County, asks to see. ”

Song Zhen opened his eyes and thought about it.

Zhanggu is more self-motivated, "He brought gifts. ”

"Let him come."

Song Zhen was surprised by Zhanggu's daze and snorted lightly.

"If you are in the army, you will not be responsible for it!"

Later, Yang Xuan was brought in.

Song Zhen glanced at the oiled paper bag, "What did you bring?" ”

Yang Xuan said: "I heard that your legs and feet are a little rheumatistic, and Xia Guan happened to know a famous doctor, so he got some medicine." ”

"That's fine."

Song Zhen swept over him with a pair of tiger eyes, "What are you coming from?" ”

The gift is received, and this is a good start.

"The lower officials heard that the northern Xinjiang is restless." Yang Xuan tentatively.

Song Zhen said lightly: "The people in the army speak straightforwardly, your temptation will only be exchanged for contempt, say!" ”

Belch!

Yang Xuan said embarrassedly: "Xia Guan wants to ask Shangshu, is this matter true?" ”

"What, you want to join the army?" Song Zhen picked up the paperwork on the desk, which was a signal.

The old man is very busy and has nothing to do...... I don't care about you!

"Yes." Yang Xuan knew that he couldn't join the army at the moment.

He bet that Song Zhen had a good impression of him.

"I have some ambitions." Song Zhen's face was a little pale, "Last time, you and Guozijian intercepted and killed Nan Zhou's secret spy at the north gate, and the means were bold and the strategy was outstanding......"

Yang Xuan bowed his head, "Shang Shu praised it." ”

Song Zhen knocked on the case with a document, "Back then, Northern Liao was famous, and Datang had to bow his head." But later, Emperor Wu endured humiliation, and more than ten years later, the army went out of the fortress and defeated the Northern Liao army in a war. Northern Liao has been in a slump to this day. However, these years of cultivation have also given rise to ambitions, and all this is because of the well-trained hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen. ”

"Xiaguan is stupid, does Beiliao want to attack the Tang Dynasty?" Yang Xuan knew very little about Northern Liao.

Song Zhen said: "When a dynasty has an incomparably strong army, the emperor has to find a place to contribute to these powerful. Otherwise, these powerful countries will consume national strength in vain every year. What's worse is that these powerhouses will give birth to ambitions. Youth, the army is not a playhouse, the army is ...... Kill people! ”

It's not about killing enemies.

It's to kill your own people!

Which one do you choose?

"So the Emperor of Northern Liao must find an outlet for those powerful iron horsemen."

"Clever boy, this metaphor is very fond of the old man."

A smile appeared on Song Zhen's serious face, and then dissipated, "The old man didn't see the generosity and courage to serve the country in you, but he saw a lot of calm. You need courage, otherwise you will die if you go to northern Xinjiang. ”

Yang Xuan felt that Song Zhen saw himself clearly, and he respectfully bowed his hand, "Be taught." ”

"Go ahead."

Song Zhen watched him leave, and suddenly sighed faintly: "Northern Liao is working hard, and Helian Feng is bent on the shame of snow. And what is Your Majesty doing? Use the post station to transport fruit to the favorite concubine from the south. ”

The room was quiet for a long time.

Bang!

Someone hurried in, only to see that the room was full of sawdust.

Cases.

It's gone!

Yang Xuan left the military department and happened to meet Liang Jing.

"Meritorious service?" Liang Jing smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to experience some exotic customs for my brother." ”

The so-called exotic is nothing more than a group of exotic women.

"Be as guarded as jade." Suzaku was reminding him, "But this is the future uncle, Yang Xuan, who wants to mingle with him." No, the night talk. ”

Naturally, it is impossible to talk at night.

Each of them entered the room with an exotic beauty.

The rooms are adjacent.

The Tang dialect of the exotic beauty is a little sandwiched, and she said shyly: "No sound insulation." ”

"The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of whom in this world!" Suzaku is shouting.

The exotic beauty looked at Yang Xuan, thinking that this young man still looks like a tender chicken, which can be called a top grade, and I am willing to give me money!

Yang Xuan walked over, and the exotic beauty didn't need him to say it, and pulled her belt.

"It's a good way to undress."

Yang Xuan praised.

The beauty got on the bed and hooked her finger at Yang Xuan.

"The slave's screams are louder than hers."

Yang Xuan sat in front of the desk, poured himself a cup of tea, raised his glass, and said lightly.

"Call it yourself!"

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Thank you to the leader of the 'Dybala Juetu' for the reward, Juetu! Can we change the IP? Every time you have to explain that you are dirt and I am a scholar.