The Yang family had a grill. Yang Xuan drew the blueprints and asked King Wei to build it.

"Is this made by King Wei?"

Zhou Ning didn't eat much barbecue, and the weather was nice today. When Yang Xuanren dug out this ironware that looked like an old object, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"He was working as a blacksmith in northern Xinjiang and became my son-in-law. I saw that he was good at his craftsmanship, so I asked him to help me build this grill. Look, charcoal is burning underneath, and the meat is placed on top, and you can flip it around at will."

The grill was scrubbed very clean, and Yang Xuan carried it with one hand, "Don't even smell it now, I'll go to the back to grill it."

Zhou Ning nodded, "Okay."

But as she spoke, she felt a little greedy.

After becoming pregnant, her appetite and preferences also changed. She didn't like eating barbecue in the past, but now she craves it.

However, the doctor's instinct told her not to eat it for the sake of her children!

She touched her belly and whispered: "When will you come out?"

"Aniang!"

Ah Liang came, stopped approaching and asked: "Mom, what do you want to eat?"

"have no idea."

Zhou Ning thinks that such a cute son always eats and eats when he speaks, which shows that he was taught by his father.

Auntie Guan came and said softly: "Someone from Chang'an has come, bringing a message from home."

Zhou Ning nodded, "Say."

"The Ministry of Hubu withheld a sum of money and food from Southern Xinjiang and used it for the Chang'an Guards. Later, a doctor from the Ministry of Hubu was scolded by Yang Songcheng, and corruption was discovered..."

"Dog eat dog!"

…

"Dog eat dog!"

Yang Xuan also got the news.

Wu Luo was putting away the food, and a servant girl was lighting the fire.

Yang Xuan had a free half-day today, so he went to the back garden to barbecue.

He Lianyan said: "It was probably the emperor's people in the household department who intercepted the money and grain and transferred it to the guards. But in southern Xinjiang...in southern Xinjiang, it is said that Shi Zhongtang has the upper hand, and Zhang Chumao is still alive.

, so, if you send this money and food, wouldn’t it be supporting the enemy?”

The servant woman laid out the mat, and Yang Xuan sat down. Someone brought some wine, and he took a sip.

Yang Xuan pointed to the south and said: "Although Zhang Chumao is still alive, don't forget that he is still the governor of southern Xinjiang in name. As long as he is in southern Xinjiang for one day, he may be able to turn over. Yang Songcheng sends money and food to let him

Zhang Chumao maintains his dignity..."

"The money and food here in Northern Xinjiang have been exhausted, and the Ministry of Household Affairs suddenly has such a large amount of money and food, and it is actually used to win people's hearts?" He Lianyan shook his head, "Those are the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who actually need money and food to return to their hearts. What if in the future?

Someone gave them more money and food, but what if they lose money and food in the future?"

"The Southern Xinjiang Army has been changing over the years. There are more and more foreigners in the army. Do you think the foreigners will identify with the Tang Dynasty?"

"It's difficult. Take me for example. Even though I have been in Northern Xinjiang for several years, I still only identify with Lang Jun, not Northern Xinjiang, and not Datang."

He Lianyan's frankness made Yang Guogong feel good, "The emperor and Yang Songcheng were fighting in the distance. The emperor should be the master of money and food, but Yang Songcheng has controlled the household department for many years and has many party members in the court, so he has a lot of influence on the direction of money and food."

The right to speak. In the beginning, Northern Xinjiang was suppressed by him with money and food."

"There is also news that during the Battle of Neizhou, someone opened a gambling game in Chang'an, with each hand worth 100,000 yuan..."

"It's either the emperor or a member of the family." Yang Xuan said flatly.

"It's the emperor." He Lianyan said: "Those powerful and powerful people all bet on us."

"This is not gambling, this is taking sides!"

The charcoal fire was lit and there was some smoke. Yang Xuan put the skewers on the grill.

"King Wei sold his property and put down two million dollars, betting that Northern Xinjiang would win."

Yang Xuan flipped the skewers and said, "How much did you win?"

"Four million dollars!"

"This guy is getting rich."

Yang Xuan looked at the smoke and seemed to see King Wei.

Even if the eldest nephew cares about you, he always has a straight face.

"Is he still blacksmithing?"

"Yes, I heard business is good."

"What a pity."

Yang Xuan didn't say what it was a pity for, and Helian Yan left without asking.

"etc."

Yang Xuan stopped her, and He Lianyan's face turned red, "Lang Jun..."

"Wait."

Yang Xuan flipped the skewers skillfully, and when they were cooked, he handed her a few skewers.

"Taste it!"

Turns out it’s not...just asking me to eat barbecue!

He Lianyan felt a little disappointed.

After she left, Yang Xuan grilled more than ten skewers for himself, "Wu Luo, bake them yourself."

"Slave won't eat."

Wu Luo wanted to eat, but not in front of Yang Xuan.

"Eat!" Yang Xuan raised his head.

A way that cannot be refused.

"yes."

Wu Luo grilled two skewers. They were charred on the outside and tender on the inside. He spit them out after taking one bite.

"You are really a rich lady."

Yang Xuan handed her two skewers that he had baked.

Wu Luo took it and started eating.

Viewed from the back, the curves are graceful.

Wu Luo seemed to feel his gaze, and his body froze.

"Aye, are they okay?"

"fine."

"Have you ever mentioned the illegal activities of local officials?"

It turns out that he wanted to ask about the public sentiment... Wu Luo shook his head, "Most of them are fine."

"That's good."

Wu Luo was very curious. After eating the barbecue, he couldn't help but ask: "Don't you ask me something bad?"

"Everyone has their faults. I try my best to make most officials fulfill their duties. As for perfection, that is a luxury. To have such thoughts is to ask for trouble."

Yang Xuan pulled out a piece of barbecue, ate it happily, and took another sip of wine. His body and mind, which had been a little tired recently, slowly relaxed.

Others looked at him quite handsomely, but no one knew how much pressure he was feeling inside.

The opponent of Bei Liao is eyeing the enemy, and the monarchs and ministers of Chang'an have ulterior motives. He must think twice about every decision he makes, and he must be cautious about every response...

“Starting a business is hard!”

Yang Xuan felt that he was conquering the world with his bare hands.

After eating the barbecue, the faint smell of fireworks is felt in the nose, which is the most satisfying.

After getting up and smelling the barbecue smell on his body, Yang Xuan ordered: "Get ready to take a bath."

"yes!"

Although Wu Keqing is a free man, he can't eat and drink for free!

The original mission is still there...responsible for taking care of the Duke's bath.

This fat guy living in the backyard is one of the best, and Hua Hong and others are quite jealous.

The Duke is a big fat piece of meat. If you can take a bite of it, you will benefit from it throughout your life.

They couldn't beat Wu Luo in terms of beauty, so they had to work hard on their massage skills.
To be continued...