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Chapter 128: The Treasure of Women, Friends of the Tang Dynasty(2/3)

The door points to the value room on the side.

"Change, change until I am satisfied!"

That familiar roar!

Yang Xuan walked over with a smile.

"That's wrong too? It's written in such a sloppy way as if you were at home. I think it's clearly a woman's treasure. It's like a dog, beat it!"

Roaring sounds are some signs of cerebral hemorrhage.

call out!

Something flew out, Yang Xuan ducked his neck to avoid it.

The old thief who still missed Chang Sanniang got a slap in the back.

Boom!

Bang!

Yang Xuan heard that the voice was not right, so he turned around and saw that the old thief was lying on the ground.

His forehead slowly swelled up, and the thing on the edge was torn apart... It looked like an inkstone.

Liu Qing finished his rant and came out angrily. He became angry when he saw this, "It's the New Year and you're still lying down asking me for money? Get out!"

When he saw the inkstone, Liu Qing was also stunned.

The two men carried the old thief into the check-in room. Yang Xuan tested his breathing and ordered: "Second brother pinches the other person and gets hit."

Wang Laoer pinched it hard.

"Ouch!"

The old thief's lips were swollen in the middle, but the sides remained the same.

Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, and he and Liu Qing went to his check-in room.

"Wa Xie is sharpening his sword and preparing to attack me, Chenzhou, this year." Liu Qing's eyes were bright.

The Wa Xie tribe had no chance of winning in a war with Chenzhou alone. Was Hua Zhuo not thinking about it? Yang Xuan thought carefully.

Lu Qiang asked: "What does Yang Ming's house think?"

Why do these two people mean to cultivate me?

Yang Xuan said: "Liang Chao's troops were destroyed, Hua Zhuo lost an arm, and then his revenge was fruitless... his prestige was damaged. The subordinate thought this was more like a threat."

Liu Qing nodded happily, "It's just a threat."

Lu Qiang said: "Such threats cannot scare us, but they can scare a highly respected person."

Highly respected?

who?

Yang Xuan thought about it, and it seemed that Jiedushi Huang Chunhui could be regarded as highly virtuous and respected.

Liu Qing said: "Uncle of the Northern Liao Dynasty, Prince Zheng He Lianchun."

Well!

Yang Xuan was a little surprised, "He Lianchun is stationed in Tanzhou. The grudge between Waxie and Chenzhou has nothing to do with him."

Liu Qing said with a strange expression: "This imperial uncle calls himself a philanthropic person. Before he came to Tanzhou, he swore to He Lianfeng that there would be no more disputes between Tanzhou and Chenzhou and that the Northern Liao young party would be troubled.

"

"Charitable person?" Yang Xuan felt that most of the people from the clan were ruthless and weird. If you don't believe it, just look at the royal family of the Tang Dynasty. No matter whether it is the clan son or the clan daughter, there is no good person.

"Yes, a philanthropic person." Lu Qiang smiled and said: "This emperor's uncle was raised like a son by the former Northern Liao Emperor. He grew up and was well-equipped to eat, drink, play and have fun. He Lianfeng also made great contributions when he ascended the throne.

But he was too noisy, and He Lianfeng had no choice but to bring him to Tanzhou, out of sight."

"Isn't this a dandy?" Yang Xuan didn't expect that this imperial uncle would be so...interesting.

"He is a dandy." Liu Qing said: "Since he took charge of Tanzhou, there has never been any major dispute between Tanzhou and Chenzhou."

This is clearly the messenger of peace!

Yang Xuan praised: "Why do you think this official is a friend of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Don't underestimate this person." Liu Qing said calmly.

Yang Xuan nodded, "The royal family has no family ties. It is certainly impressive that this imperial uncle can survive two emperors without falling."

"It's good that you know."

Liu Qing smiled kindly, reminding Yang Xuan of the cartoon in the scroll where the wolf would laugh evilly before eating the sheep.

"Lao Lu." Liu Qing nodded.

Let me do the dirty work again... Lu Qiang coughed dryly and said, "This imperial uncle is ready to mediate this dispute."

"Is he crazy?" Yang Xuan's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Beiliao and Beijiang are just going to fight!"

"It has nothing to do with Tanzhou." Lu Qiang said dumbly, "This imperial uncle has a very strong heart for peace. You can go with peace of mind."

"What?" Yang Xuan blinked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Vashe."

"Isn't that asking for death? Hua Zhuo laughed like crazy when he saw Xiaguan Neng."

"Don't worry." Liu Qing said: "The emperor's uncle is here, and Hua Zhuo is so brave that he doesn't dare to take action. This time we are just trying to make ends meet... we want to plow in the spring!"

If Hua Zhuo goes crazy and frequently harasses people during spring plowing, everyone will be prepared to suck the wind and drink the dew this year. No, prepare to rely entirely on Chang'an for relief.

Chang'an will go crazy, scold, and give bad reviews to all officials in Chenzhou.

Lu Qiang said earnestly: "Spring plowing is related to the hats on our heads! Xiao Yang, do your best and drink more with that imperial uncle!"

"No." Yang Xuan wondered, "Why do you want to go down to the official position?"

Shouldn't one of the two big guys in front of me go?

A feeling of being a scapegoat arises spontaneously.

Liu Qing said: "Those people are old."

What is the reason for this?

Yang Xuan was puzzled.

"That imperial uncle likes young meat." Suzaku said venomously, "Be careful of the back door! Xiao Xuanzi."

After Yang Xuan left, the room was silent.

a long time.

Lu Qiang said: "Are you too young?"

Liu Qing shook his head, "If you want to take on a big responsibility, you need more experience and more hard work. When the emperor's uncle first arrived in Tanzhou, he met me. He seemed to be generous, but in fact he was cunning.

I don’t know how many more years I can continue to work, so while I’m here, I’ll let him hone more. Just hone it...”

He didn't say what he was doing after hard training, but he looked relaxed.



The so-called royal court of the Vashe tribe.

He Lianchun was sitting there like a mountain of meat, and his fat face made him look a little more honest.

Hua Zhuo could only sit down and introduce the recent situation of the Vaxie Department with a smile.

He Lianchun was originally a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. After becoming obese, his big eyes turned into squinty eyes. Now he squinted and seemed to be wandering.

"...The Waxie tribe is loyal to Daliao..."

He Lianchun snorted softly, and Hua Zhuo stopped blowing.

"You are so loyal!"

"yes."

He Lianchun said calmly: "Last month someone sneaked into Tanzhou and killed two herdsmen. Who did it?"

Hua Zhuodui smiled and said: "It was a few daring idiots who did it. I immediately chopped off their heads and sent them to Tanzhou. Didn't the emperor see it?"

A few sergeants drank too much and went crazy because of poverty, so they rushed into Tanzhou and robbed some herdsmen, killing people along the way. The emperor's uncle was a philanthropic man, so he was naturally furious and immediately sent people to demand the murderers.

The heads of those idiots had long been withered on the big trees in the border area, but He Lianchun brought up the old things again today, which is puzzling.

He Lianchun moved his body and sighed contentedly: "Where are their generals? Let me take a look."

Hua Zhuo's eyelids twitched.

"Yeah!" He Lianchun snorted softly as if his nose was uncomfortable.

"Go quickly!" Hua Zhuo sent someone to summon him.

After a while, a general came in.
To be continued...
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