"But there is a way."

"What method?"

"The general said that he will only serve the great cause of Langjun in this life. As soon as the great cause of Langjun is completed, he will go to guard the mausoleum for His Majesty and never be born again."

Cao Ying glanced at He Cong and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself when the time comes."

He Cong smiled, "There is a scar on the general's thigh. That year, he stabbed himself in the thigh and swore in front of his brothers that as soon as Lang Jun's great cause was accomplished, he would go to guard the mausoleum for his majesty. If he violated this oath, the brothers would do whatever they wanted.

But kill him!"

Cao Ying was startled, "He has good intentions."

"Every time the general mentions Mr. Lang, his eyes always have a lot of warmth."

…

After a long absence in peace, Yang Xuan went to the market as soon as he arrived.

The people were very enthusiastic, and some people spontaneously followed him. When someone encountered Yang Xuan and fell down, Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Newcomer?"

"Sima Yingming!"

The man was beaten up by the people. He opened his bruised eyes and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"That's Yang Sima!"

"What about Yang Sima? Yeye even touched the governor back then."

"Yang Sima is my god of peace."

Boom boom boom!

Yang Xuan didn't care about such matters. He carefully inspected Taiping and gave some suggestions.

"This is a corner of Taiping. Now that Waxie has been destroyed, it is a great opportunity for the development of Taiping. The door must be opened to welcome visitors from all directions. Not just businessmen, but also talents of all kinds. As long as they are willing to become Taiping people, they should decisively accept them."

Someone asked: "What if the person coming is a spy?"

Yang Xuan asked, "How many spies can there be?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "I guess there are dozens of people here, right?"

"The door is closed for these dozens of people, but outside the door are more talents of all kinds, even ordinary people. When there are enough of them, Taiping can be reborn!"

The man saluted and said, "Your Majesty, I understand."

"Sima, Taiping City is too small."

"I don't care about that."

Yang Xuan went back with a smile.

"Lang Jun, about the expansion of Taiping City..." Cao Ying stopped talking.

"Many times, it's better if you let the people drive it."

When passing by a stall, Yang Xuan saw the woman saluting towards him and asked: "This woman is..."

"Zheng Wuniang." Wang Laoer muttered, "Why does Mr. Lang look like what the old thief said when he held up his pants and refused to recognize anyone?"

Yang Xuan remembered.

After Zheng Wuniang saluted, she asked, "May I ask if Sima has any children?"

"Nothing."

Zheng Wuniang was a little disappointed.

The old thief added: "There will always be some in the future."

Zheng Wuniang's eyes were full of splendor and she was blessed: "I wish that the descendants of Sima will be in full bloom."

Yi Niang also hoped that Yang Xuan would have a child soon, but compared with her, the Zheng Wuniang in front of her seemed more urgent.

Yang Xuan smiled and walked forward surrounded by everyone.

Zheng Wuniang has recently been concentrating on how to raise children and how to serve others. She has experience and is determined, so she has made rapid progress.

But Yang Sima obviously hasn't planned to have children yet.

"Hey! Zheng Wuniang."

The man running a stall diagonally across the street came over and said with a smile: "Want to have a baby?"

"Yeah!" Zheng Wuniang answered vaguely.

"How do you live alone? I'll help you."

In Taiping, once a single woman accepts a man's ambiguity, she will become a source of harassment.

Zheng Wuniang looked at the man and said, "Dream!"

When the man saw her solemn expression, he knew it was not a joke. "Hey! Then who are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for anyone."

"Can you still be androgynous?"

These words were too humiliating. Just as the man was about to explain, he was hit with a stick on the top of his head and turned around staggeringly.

The stall owner nearby saw a swelling on his forehead and gloated: "Do you know how her husband died?"

The man shook his head. He just coveted Zheng Wuniang's beauty. How could he care about her origins... We'll wait until he gets it.

"How did you die?"

"She stabbed him to death with a pair of scissors, stabbing him in the waist."

Yang Xuan was going to stay in Taiping for a few days, but a messenger came from the Jiedu Envoy Office and ordered him to go to Taoxian County.

Huang Chunhui wants to see him.

…

"Washe is destroyed?"

Wynn looked at the scout in disbelief.

"It was destroyed, and the royal court was in ruins. Many shepherds were taken away, saying that they would either herd cattle for the Tang Dynasty or work as coolies."

"hiss!"

Huai'en couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "Although Vashe is the weakest among the three major divisions, it cannot be easily destroyed by Chenzhou. How exactly, let me tell you."

"Our people encountered a rout. They said that Yang Xuan led 600 cavalry of the Taiping Army to raid the royal court, and Hua Zhuo led more than 10,000 cavalry to pursue them."

"Too many." Wynn covered his forehead, "How eager is he to kill Yang Gou!"

Shengzhong said: "Khan, Vashe lost several battles with Taiping, so that Hua Zhuo's prestige plummeted. He couldn't wait to hunt down Yang Gou. This was an act to restore his reputation."

"Idiot blinded by fame and fortune!" Wynn shook his head.

Shanhu said: "Khan, once Washe is destroyed, Chenzhou will probably be eyeing us, so we should send envoys to Tanzhou."

"yes!"

Everyone has the same ambition, as if the emperor's uncle in Tanzhou is his biological father.

Khan is in a daze.

"Khan."

"Khan."

Everyone looked at each other in shock, thinking that Khan must have been frightened, right? But after thinking about it, they thought it was impossible.

Zhan Bi waved his hand and everyone left.

Zhanbi walked over and whispered: "Khan, is he feeling uncomfortable? That's right, although Vashe has some disagreements with my Jibo tribe, there is a saying in the Tang Dynasty that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. If Washe is destroyed, my Jibo tribe will be less.

I have found a helper. Khan, no matter how sad you are, it is better to rise up."

Khan slowly raised his head, with a pleasant smile on his face.

Zhan Bi: "..."

"Kibo has been facing the dilemma of not having enough pastures. Once Vashe is destroyed, those pastures will be empty. Even if there are some small tribes, we can wipe them out easily and still be able to strengthen ourselves, so..."

"It's so good to destroy it!"

…

The emperor's uncle's life was always so happy. He got up in the morning, dressed and washed under the gaze of two rows of women.

"Bring it Huzi."

The wooden barrel was brought over, and there was a layer of sawdust underneath. It was made of good wood and had a refreshing fragrance.

The emperor's uncle sat on it and relieved himself comfortably under the watchful eyes of two rows of women.

"Just a document, that's all. Documents are boring. What have you got lately?"

The maid next to her said: "Ning Xing has released some new books recently, but they are just the tricks the emperor told me. You can know the contents of ten books after reading one."
To be continued...