Zhang Qiyu smiled and said: "You are not ashamed to speak loudly!"

He has been doing business in Northern Xinjiang for many years. Huang Chunhui and Liao Jin didn't even speak. What does a young man mean?

Bao Dong, who was feeling enlightened outside, said, "This is Chenzhou Yang Shijun!"

Zhang Qiyu was startled, "Yang Xuan?"

"Go away!"

This man was probably Yang's dog. Yang Xuan glanced at the old thief outside.

Zhang Qiyu smiled and said: "At worst, I don't want to do business in Chenzhou, so what's the problem? Hahahaha!"

"You can go and try." Yang Xuan sat down and ignored him.

Zhang Qiyu sneered and left.

The old thief followed him and said with a smile: "Lang Jun is coming back from Taoxian County. Mr. Huang asked him to stay in Taoxian County..."

Zhang Qiyu's body was shaken.

He turned around and walked out of the room, "Shijun Yang, this matter..."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, "Get out!"

Wang Laoer dragged Zhang Qiyu away with one hand.

"Why is this so?" An Ziyu said, unable to help laughing.

I was forced by Zhang Qiyu for a long time, and now I feel proud and elated. I am really in a good mood!

"A big businessman like this has the keenest sense of smell. How could he risk coming to Northern Xinjiang with a war imminent? And... Si Ye, did you find him on your own initiative to transport the scriptures, or did he come here on his own initiative?"

The war was imminent, and Yang Xuanhui couldn't help but think so.

After the war, Liao Jin takes over, and Northern Xinjiang will undergo a reshuffle. It will be too late to make plans by then.

An Ziyu said: "This matter has been started for half a year, and the horse racing dealers dare not take it. No, the day before yesterday I asked someone to find someone to discuss with me, and I met Zhang Qiyu..."

She saw Yang Xuan squinting his eyes, as if a sharp expression flashed through her eyes, and her heart trembled, "Zitai, is there a ghost here?"

"Zhang Qiyu's business is so big. Zhang Luo should be in charge of Chang'an. Why did he come to Northern Xinjiang? And the timing is not right. So, I was thinking...

If my guess is correct, those scriptures must have been discovered. He came here to plan something through this matter."

Yang Xuan said: "Think about it, if he is forcing Xuanxue like this, he is not afraid that his son will be tricked by Xuanxue after he comes in? Since he loves his son, why would he dig such a big hole for his son?"

An Ziyu usually manages the internal affairs of metaphysics, and doesn't think much about such tricky tricks, but he is so smart after all!

"You mean, he did it on purpose? But his son entered metaphysics, even if he is a secret spy. There is nothing shady or secret in my metaphysics, so why bother with it?"

Si Ye!

You are so simple, how can I rest assured that Xuanxue will stay in Lin'an?

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, "Is that son of his a scumbag?"

"Scum...that's a good word to use, just scum!"

"Just think about it, if his scumbag son enters metaphysics, it's impossible for him to become better right away?"

"No, even if the headmaster personally teaches, it will take several years, or even ten years at least."

"A dog can't change his eating of shit!" Yang Xuan said with a smile: "His scumbag son entered metaphysics, and if he did something illegal, it would be easy to say, but at worst, he would be handed over.

But if he does something that is outrageous to God and people... Siye, a disciple of Xuanxue has made a big mistake, do you think Xuanxue will be implicated?"

An Ziyu was shocked, "No wonder he is forcing himself like this, and he is not worried about his son coming in and suffering a loss. It turns out he wants to use his son to pull down all my metaphysics! You bitch slave!"

"Si Ye, wait! Si Ye! Mr. Zhong, stop Si Ye!"

call out!

Boom!

Zhong Hui got hit with a ring ruler and had black circles under his eyes, but he managed to stop An Ziyu.

Yang Xuan chased him out and said, "Si Ye, please be patient. I've sent someone to deal with him."

An Ziyu came back and sat down.

Yang Xuan said: "Leave the matter of scriptures to me and I will take care of it."

An Ziyu sighed, "When Mr. Wang recommended you, I complained and went to the Guozi Prison at all costs. Now it seems that I was wrong."

Yang Xuan sighed with her for a long time before bringing up the business, "Is Si Ye satisfied with this mountain gate?"

"Not bad." An Ziyu looked very satisfied.

"Is it... too small?"

Lin'an is not as good as Chang'an and does not have such a large area for metaphysics, so the mountain gate is not large.

An Ziyu sighed: "What you said is very good. Wherever you go to the mountain, you will sing the same song. Nowadays, metaphysics is suffering, so it's okay."

But everyone in metaphysics is a master!

They like to be in a spacious place, pointing at their opponents in the debate and scolding them. They sing while pacing, and argue while pacing. It is best to move Qujiang Pool to Lin'an, where everyone sits by the water, on wooden plates.

Whoever holds the wine glass next to it will recite a poem or sing a song.

A cool batch!

But the current Xinshan Gate is too small, making them feel cramped.

Yang Xuan smiled, "Si Ye, would you like to change to a bigger place?"

An Ziyu was stunned, "What big place?"

"How about Tao County?"

…

An Ziyu immediately went to find Ning Yayun.

Immortal, Immortal!

There are several pieces of good wood piled outside the duty room, which are the raw materials for Ning Yayun's piano making.

"Headmaster."

Immortal Immortal.

The whisper became softer and then stopped.

"Purple Rain! Who else is there?"

The master's cultivation seems to have improved again.

"Headmaster."

"It's Zitai."

The two pushed the door open and went in.

Ning Yayun sat behind the piano, pressing her hands on the strings, looking at the two people who came in with a smile.

The headmaster's face seems to be fairer.

Almost white and tender.

This is not very scientific!

You are already old, why don't you want to rejuvenate?

Yang Xuan secretly complained, and after sitting down, he said: "The war is about to begin, and Huang Xianggong asked me to go to Taoxian County."

Ning Yayun frowned, "Where is Chenzhou?"

"The Tanzhou Army is newly defeated and can do nothing."

"So, when will you come back?"

Yang Xuan looked up and saw Ning Yayun's calm expression, knowing that he had underestimated this headmaster.

"It depends on the outcome of this battle and the post-war operations. If it goes well, I probably won't come back."

"Understood."

Ning Yayun smiled and said: "Zitai has a lot to do, so hurry up and get busy!"

Yang Xuan glanced at him, his eyes were gentle, but he seemed to know everything.

It also has a calming charm that makes you want to empty your head.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Is the master still taking his breath every day?"

"Disperse!"

God!

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "I'm shameless and want to invite the headmaster to Taoxian County."

He Lianfeng was on a personal expedition, and God knows how many good players were around him. Without Ning Yayun by his side, Yang Xuan felt that his life might be over at any time.
To be continued...