Yang Ge didn't care how he was passed on on the rivers and lakes.

Yang Tiansheng cares very much!

He was involved in both Luting and Yangzhou, and he couldn't be clearer about what was going on.

Now that this matter has been distorted in front of his eyes, he doesn't even know his mother, how can Yang Xiaoye endure it?

'When the master did bad things, you slandered me, and you slandered me when the master did good things, is it really a muddy master? ’

Yang Tiansheng, who was full of firepower, mobilized the power of his Mingjiao in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and publicized the Yangzhou corruption case in great detail, and directly made his position clear, whoever came to Yangzhou at this time to make trouble, who was the dog leg of those dog officials!

borrowed the light of Mingjiao......

Originally, because of the incident of Dong Ping, the "eight-armed Arhat" of the serial dock protector, who broke the door and left the dock and set up his own door, the lively martial arts of Jiangsu and Zhejiang were completely ignited by his fierce operation!

Almost all people who practice martial arts who have a certain understanding of the rivers and lakes are secretly talking about it...... How could Mingjiao collude with the imperial court?

Could it be that the Ming Sect is finally going to give up the great cause of rebellion and devote itself to the new work of building a beautiful society in the Great Wei?

That's really big news that is rare in a century!

Thanks to him, Yang Ge's iron-clad words also spread all over the rivers and lakes along with his new vest of "Yang Erlang".

Many people know that there is an embroidered guard named Yang Erlang, who won the Changfeng Gang and most of the corrupt officials in Yangzhou Mansion at once.

All of a sudden, countless people who rushed to Hangzhou to see the lively fun changed their route and went straight to Yangzhou.

They want to see if there are really people who are willing to be dogs and leggs for corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

I want to see if the embroidered Wei Qianhu named Yang Erlang is really as hard as his mouth.

At the right time, Emperor Xiping appointed Yang Ge as the minister of the Qincha to supervise the holy decree of the corruption case in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he had rushed to Yangzhou with 800 steps ahead.

In the rear, there is the honor guard of the ministers of the Qincha, who walked out of the capital and headed for Yangzhou......

A top-down earthquake is sweeping towards Yangzhou officialdom.

Two storms are about to merge!

……

Be at the center of the storm.

Yang Ge only felt extraordinarily quiet.

He knew it was the eve of the storm......

But since he was completely out of the way, he hasn't been bothered at all.

Anyway, the worst result is just the death of the dog official in Yangzhou.

This result......

It was much better than the best outcome he had presupposed when he came.

With such a psychological construction, he will do the things in front of him in a down-to-earth manner every day, such as arming and arming, patrolling, practicing martial arts, and reading books.

Of course, there is definitely still pressure.

It's still huge!

But this kind of pressure has become a kind of help, holding up his fearless will from the knife on the Bianhe River, and the tide is rising and the boat is constantly expanding!

Every day, he can clearly perceive that today's self is stronger than yesterday's!

Of course, he also knew.

This kind of false strength without experience and background support is like an inflated balloon, which bursts and is vulnerable when poked.

But before he could swing that knife.

Before he failed......

This power is real!

Just wait for a lucky viewer.

……

Yang Ge took the twentieth day of Yangzhou.

A middle-aged scribe who was powerless came to the Yangzhou Mansion, holding Yuan Baiming, the political envoy of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and asked to see Yang Ge.

Yang Ge, who was sitting in the government office, received a report and met with him.

"Student Zheng Shiquan, meet Lord Yang!"

Wearing a white-washed azure Confucian shirt and a white jade pendant hanging from his waist, the rich and elegant scribe who saw people smiling with three points of laughter respectfully saluted Yang Ge.

In the hall, Yang Ge, who was dressed in a prisoner's embroidered shirt and leaning on a Taishi chair, removed the "Eight Door Knife" knife book in front of him, glanced at the middle-aged scribe, and said lightly: "Sit." ”

"Lord Xie Yang!"

The middle-aged scribe seemed to be unable to see his contempt, and his attitude was still respectful.

After he sat down, Yang Ge asked softly without raising his head: "Sir is here, but what instructions does Lord Yuan have?" ”

The middle-aged scribe clenched his fists: "Back to my lord, the student is here to make friends with the adult on behalf of my master." ”

Yang Ge's attention was on the knife in his hand, and he didn't hear the deep meaning of his words, and chuckled when he heard the words: "Mr. said that he was joking, Yang Moujie Wufu, how can He De make friends with Lord Yuan." ”

The full name of the political secretary is the political secretary, which is the administrative center of a province, and the political envoys on the left and right are all from the second grade, and they are real feudal officials.

And the embroidered clothes guard is a light weight, and Yang Ge, a five-grade embroidered cloth guard, is still separated by several insurmountable mountains between the thousands of households and the political envoy of a province.

Under normal circumstances, even if the embroidered guards were ordered to investigate and deal with a political envoy, they had to be pacified by the envoy in person.

There are only 1,000 households, and they are not even qualified to talk to the political envoys.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "My lord is humble, but ...... My master is not Lord Yuan. ”

Yang Ge frowned, put away the knife in his hand and looked at the smiling tiger below, and said coldly: "Mr. has something to say, Yang is entangled in important matters, and he has no time to accompany Mr. to play the machine!" ”

The middle-aged scribe seemed to casually pick up the jade pendant on his waist and play with it, and replied with a smile: "Adults forgive sins, it's not that students want to play sharp, but it's hard to say it, don't dare to say it!" ”

Yang Ge looked at the jade pendant in his hand, but found that the jade pendant was carved with patterns...... It's a dragon pattern!

He pondered for a second, and then simply said bluntly, "Are you the Holy Lord's envoy?" ”

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this guy to be so ignorant, let alone that he would ask directly.

When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly waved his hand: "My lord misunderstood, the student lives in Jiangzuo, his virtue is shallow, he has no chance to face the saint, and he is not a secret envoy of the saint." ”

This is not to be taken lightly.

pretending to be a Qincha, but he wants to raze the three tribes!

Yang Ge's brows relaxed, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation and said: "Sir is not a secret envoy of the Holy Lord, then please go back, my embroidered clothes guard is a pro-army of the Holy Lord, it is inconvenient to contact the vassal king, I should have never seen Mr. today!" ”

The local government is corrupt and bribe-taking, and the vassal king comes to intervene, no matter what the reason, it means trouble, and it is a big trouble!

Yang Ge is not afraid of death.

But he was afraid of trouble......

The middle-aged scribe finally couldn't laugh...... This Yang Erlang is even more oil and salt than rumored!

"My lord, why bother?"

He bowed his hand to Yang Ge with a stiff face: "My lord is upright and upright, and my master also appreciates it...... Adults only need to spend more time in Yangzhou, and they can have one more friend of my family, so why should adults refuse people thousands of miles away? ”

After a pause, he lightly lit the tea case, and whispered in a pun: "As long as the adults are willing to stop here, many criminals in Yangzhou will be given to the adults as Qingyun Ladder, and my master will have a good reward!" ”

Yang Ge was a little baffled.

He understood.

This is to tell him to stop here and not look any further.

But he was not prepared to investigate along the Yangzhou line again, including the official document he sent back to the Beizhen Prefecture Division, which only mentioned that "I am afraid that officials from many places will be involved", and handed over the initiative to the Beizhen Prefecture Division.

Even if these people want to take care of him, they shouldn't come to deal with him, right?

Could it be that he is just an embroidered guard and a thousand households, and he can still find out the heads of the court bigwigs of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang political departments and the Zhejiang party?

That can't be too much to think of him Yang Ge, right?

It's not that he's presumptuous.

The facts are in front of him, and with the manpower of his right office, it is difficult to even stabilize a Jiangdu city, and he also checks other places?

I'm afraid that as soon as his manpower is divided, he will directly evaporate from the world......

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Yang Ge thought about it in his heart, and always felt that something had happened that he didn't know about it, and his face was not leaking, and he replied expressionlessly: "Yang has nothing else to think about, but to do his duty and do his best, if you want to make incense, should you also find the right temple door first?" ”

The middle-aged scribe didn't give up, and still chattered: "Since my lord just wants to do his duty and do his best, and there is no obstacle to the left and right, why don't you make my master a friend?" As the saying goes, don't you say that many friends have many paths, and multiple enemies have more dangers, what do adults think? ”

Yang Ge raised his eyebrows sharply: "Are you threatening me?" ”

"Don't dare!"

Seeing that he was as smelly and hard as a stone in a pit, the middle-aged scribe simply stopped being hypocritical, put down his hands and sneered: "It's just that as the saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing your parents...... The revenge of killing his father and mother, but it is not a common thing! ”

Yang Ge stared at him intently, and suddenly smiled: "We didn't have a grudge before, right?" ”

The middle-aged scribe only thought that he had a change of heart, and hurriedly smiled: "No, no, no, the student is here to make friends......

Yang Ge's smile suddenly turned cold, and he interrupted him in a loud voice: "Now there is!" ”

The smile that had just appeared on the middle-aged scribe's face froze suddenly, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

As soon as he was about to open his mouth, Yang Ge picked up a slender index finger and shook it left and right: "Don't be cruel, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out alive!" ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled angrily, got up and hugged his fists and said, "Then the student can only wish the adults success and do it for themselves!" ”

Yang Ge picked up the knife book on the desk: "Don't send it!" ”

The middle-aged scribe turned around, his face suddenly gloomy.

Yang Ge put down the sword and looked at the distant back of the middle-aged scribe, his face was also cloudy.

"Someone!"

He shouted.

Gu Tong, who was on duty outside the hall, walked in quickly, hugged his fists and said, "My lord." ”

Yang Ge: "Do you know which prince's fief is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" ”

Gu Tong thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Go back to my lordship, I don't know if I am humble!" ”

Yang Ge stared at him: "Then you are here, waiting for me to give you an answer?" ”

Gu Tong's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly clenched his fists and said: "Let's go check on my humble position!" ”

He turned around and rushed out in a hurry, and after a while, he returned to the hall, hugged his fists and said: "Lord Qiyu, I found out that the fief of Prince Ning is in Ninghai County, Zhejiang. ”

Yang Ge beckoned at him.

Gu Tong hurriedly stepped forward.

Yang Ge lowered his voice: "This Lord Ning, what is the way to come." ”

Gu Tong understood, and responded in a low voice: "Lord Hui, Lord Ning is the younger brother of the first emperor, brave and good at fighting, during the Jianning period, there were Japanese robbers in the Yanhai Sea of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and Prince Ning was ordered to guard the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and there are three guards in Ninghai under his command, and there is a virtuous name in the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang......."

When Yang Ge heard this, he patted him on the shoulder: "Okay...... Keep your mouth tight, what to say and what not to say, you have to know in your heart! ”

Gu Tong clenched his fists: "Humble and provincial." ”

Yang Ge waved his hand back, and then picked up the knife on the case again, but thought to himself: 'Isn't this the story that uncle and eldest nephew have to tell again?' ’

Who does he think he is?

Does he have four on his face?

'Don't overthink it! ’

Yang Ge took a deep breath and comforted himself: "Maybe it's just colluding with local officials to make money...... By the way, does Great Wei have a sea ban? ’

If there is no sea ban, the interests of the coast will be too great!

No, whether there is a sea ban or not, the coastal interests are great!

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ge was about to call Gu Tong in again, when he suddenly heard a scream of "whoosh".

"Smack."

The sound of fireworks exploding sounded in the sky, and countless heavy, chaotic footsteps rushed to the gate of the mansion.

"Shovel, you really have four faces!"

Yang Ge gritted his teeth and got up, grabbed the wrong golden oxtail knife on the weapon rack behind him, and strode towards the gate of the mansion.

"Your Excellency!"

Gu Tong led his troops to the door: "A large number of masked assassins have broken in, and Lord Liu of the Second Company is directing the brothers to kill the enemy!" ”

Yang Ge: "Pass my order, the third and fourth companies will quickly bring all the officials who wear flail to work back to the prison, let Lord Qin go to the prison to sit in the prison, and the rest of the brothers, follow me to meet the enemy!" ”

Gu Tong shouted the order: "Oh! ”

Yang Ge made his way through the crowd and leaped into the ground, volleying over an attic.

I saw that at the main gate of the government office, a large number of fierce hands with messy clothes and weapons and black scarves to hide their faces had flooded the gate of the government and the wall of the government courtyard, and were rushing in a swarm...... The number is less than three or four hundred!

One hundred and ten embroidered wrestlers are holding bows and crossbows to withstand the enemy's attack.

Yang Ge only glanced at it, then drew his sword and jumped up.

'Frost pulls out the road!' ’

He roared in his heart, swung his knife and slashed, and four or five twenty-meter-long snow bright knives flew straight down, as if they were practicing.

"Bang bang bang!"

The furious sword qi fell into the crowded place inside and outside the gate, and in an instant, flesh and blood splattered, and people turned on their backs.

The surging momentum of the rabble was instantly contained.

Yang Ge fell to the ground, and was about to summon Liu Yongguang, a hundred households of the second company who commanded the battle on the spot, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a burly figure like an iron tower rushing towards him step by step.

He subconsciously slashed over.

I saw a golden fist rushing up into the sky, and a punch shattered the Xueliang knife qi that he had slashed out.

The residual strength of the swing was like a strong wind passing through, and the more than 100 embroidered wrestlers around Yang Ge were scattered.

Seeing this, Yang Ge, who was also shocked back two steps, didn't dare to give the man a chance to rush into the embroidered wrestler formation, forcibly stepped on the floor, rushed out, and slashed Huashan at the burly figure with another blow.

"Bell!"

A bronze fist the size of a sandbag blocked the oxtail knife, and before Yang Ge could see what the person in front of him looked like, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face.

He hurriedly leaned back, stepped forward with a swift wind and grass, and rolled up the shadow of his legs to meet the bronze fist that smashed over.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The two of them are fast and fast, and they fly with strength.

"Boom!"

After another hard-hitting collision, the two retreated at the same time.

Yang Ge turned over and landed, and finally saw clearly that the burly figure in front of him was actually a black-clothed monk who was eight feet tall and as thin as pig iron.

Unlike other black-clad assassins, this monk had a grim donkey face, disheveled eyebrows, and dilated pupils, giving people a very uncomfortable sense of stupidity at first glance...... It's like a nervous disorder!

What's even more unusual is that other monks have rosaries hanging around their necks, but this black monk's neck is hanging an iron lock with a thick arm!

"Amitabha!"

When Yang Ge looked at the black monk, the black monk was also looking at Yang Ge, and nodded with a relieved face at the end: "The layman really has great benevolence and great merit, and the old monk can transcend the layman today, and he is fortunate to have three lives!" ”

Yang Ge unconsciously took a step back, came to his senses and hurriedly took a step forward, shouting: "Bald donkey, are you stupid to chant Buddha?" Which temple crosses the destined people, is it like this? ”

Those few punches just now were clearly aimed at killing him!

The black monk strode towards him: "Red dust purgatory, all living beings are suffering, the layman helps the world to save the people, purifies all sentient beings, all misfortunes are riddled with immeasurable merits, the old monk has to help the layman to overcome the suffering and become a Buddha on the ground, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter!" ”

My old cousin came to me for dinner, and I waited from six o'clock to now...... Plus can only be tomorrow.

(End of chapter)