The gossip in your mouth may be someone else's scar.

Yang Xuan also had the idea of ​​joining the army, but when he learned that he had to fight against the enemy, the idea disappeared.

The military has its own system, and entering without background is like a drop in the ocean. To stand out, you not only need outstanding talents, but also someone who is willing to help you.

Yang Xuan knew that he would be like a drop of water after joining the army. He would either die in battle or be drowned in the network of relationships.

"Mr. Lang."

Cao Ying looked quite excited.

"Old Cao, be more reserved."

You are a gentleman’s man!

Cao Ying coughed dryly, and Zhao Guolin resigned.

"You have discernment." Cao Ying said softly: "Mr. Lang, the news just arrived is that there is a vacancy for the post of county magistrate."

County magistrate!

This is the first stage goal of the small group of rebels.

The county magistrate is the local overlord of a county. With a county, the foundation can be laid for the great cause of rebellion.

"I'll ask."

At the critical moment, it’s time to use relationships.

Looking for whom?

A group of senior officials in the Imperial College only like to talk behind closed doors and are indifferent to the outside world.

The left prime minister... Yang Xuan didn't even say anything. Asking for an audience would only be regarded as something wrong.

Wang...

Not used for now.

Yang Xuan went to find Liang Jing.

"County Magistrate? I'll go ask." Liang Jing was very brotherly at the moment.

This guy got up and left, but this was a brothel! There were several female actors nearby preparing to play, play, and sing.

"Why!"

You didn’t give me any money!

Yang Xuan thought about it and held it back.

Several female actors looked at him.

The older one is in his thirties, and his appearance is quite in line with today's aesthetics. When he stands up, he can see the waves.

"Mr. Sir, do you want to listen to some music?"

Yang Xuan thought that since he had to spend money, it would be useless if he didn't listen, "Let's sing."

He was drinking a little wine, singing in his ears, and suddenly felt that this kind of life was very attractive.

Wang Laoer sat outside, looking at those thighs with boredom...

"Zitai!"

Liang Jing came back, sat next to him, put his arm around his shoulders, and said, "There is a vacancy."

Chance!

Yang Xuan had hope in his heart.

Liang Jing drank a glass of wine and took a breath.

"More than twenty people are queuing up."

Yang Xuan raised his glass and drank it "hard".

"Say it early next time." Liang Jing said as if it was just a trivial matter.

Yang Xuan said: "But I can't keep an eye on who will die, right?"

"Yes." Liang Jing put down his wine glass.

Yang Xuan then left.

It feels so good not to have paid.

This feeling lasted until dinner.

After dinner, Cao Ying likes to take a walk.

Today there is someone else by his side.

The old thief put his hands behind his back and said softly: "Mr. Lang is planning to become the county magistrate. This is not right..."

"Why not?" Cao Ying smiled with a gentlemanly face.

"Don't forget that I am a tomb robber. I have read those epitaphs. Officials with some background will not go out to serve as county magistrates. They will go to the court and work in the six ministries... In a word, they would rather be a minor official in Chang'an.

, and would not go out to serve as a county magistrate."

Cao Ying glanced at him unexpectedly, "What do you want to ask?"

The old thief sniffed, "I smell the scent of murder."

Cao Ying smiled and said, "No."

The old thief's spine trembled, "In other words, you were really prepared to silence yourself?"

Cao Ying said sincerely: "No."

"I didn't ask." The old thief smiled bitterly, "You are all planning to go to other places to serve as officials, just like the city of Chang'an is full of thorns. But I know that if Lang Jun calms down, his life in Chang'an will be very comfortable, so why go out?

Woolen cloth?"

Cao Ying stopped, leaning against the tree trunk and looking at him, "What do you want to ask?"

The old thief looked at him and said, "Go ahead."

"Want to get in the car?"

The old thief smiled and said: "You are a poisonous person, and you persuaded me to steal the tomb of the grandfather of the Chunyu family. If you tell me, even the emperor can't protect me. In this case, what are you worried about? No, what else is Lang Jun worried about?"

"

Cao Ying hesitated, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

"OK." The old thief was already mentally prepared.

"Do you believe me when I say I want to rebel?"

Cao Ying did not say anything about asking for rebellion, so Yang Xuan's identity was concealed.

The old thief breathed a sigh of relief, "I told you earlier!"

"Aren't you afraid?" Cao Ying was curious.

The old thief smiled and said: "I am old and have no worries. I am looking for something exciting to do. There is nothing more exciting than this."

Cao Ying took the old thief to see Yang Xuan.

"He knows."

Yang Xuan raised his head, and the old thief stood up subconsciously: "I am willing to die for you."

Yang Xuan nodded, "Let's celebrate."

So in the evening, the whole family got together to have a barbecue.

Large pieces of mutton were hung up and roasted, and the flames licked the mutton and made a sizzling sound.

When the mutton was cooked, the old thief picked up the short knife, cut off the first piece, and handed it to Yang Xuan respectfully.

"Mr. Lang, eat meat."

Yang Xuan took it and ate it.

The old thief sat down and asked: "Old Cao, it is a happy event for me to join you, but there will be no singing and dancing?"

Cao Ying sneered, "How about I sing and dance for you?"

The old thief waved his hand, "I'm afraid I'll vomit after reading it."

The joining ceremony is surprisingly simple.

After Wang Laoer ate a few slices, he held his stomach and ran to the toilet, shouting as he ran, "Leave some for me."

"Dream!" Both the old thief and Cao Ying laughed.

Everyone was drinking wine and eating mutton, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After eating, Wang Laoer was still in the toilet and did not come out.

Since the mutton was gone, Yi Niang was worried that Wang Lao Er would make a fuss, so she planned to roast a small piece for him.
To be continued...