Early in the morning, the second child's cries echoed in the yard, and the eldest brother sat on the threshold, looking at his father with a bitter look on his face.

"Aye, noisy."

"It was the same for you back then." Yang Xuan was also sitting on the threshold, listening to his second child's cries with a headache, "but your voice wasn't so loud back then, and you didn't have so many tricks."

The cry of the second child has a rhythm, and I can hear it slowly. I feel happy, cry heartily, hurt, cry hoarsely, pull, cry painfully...

How can a child have so many plays?

Yang Xuan sighed, "Hey!"

Ah Liang sighed, "Hey!"

When Zhou Ning came out, he saw the father and son sitting side by side on the threshold, holding their chins in their hands.

"A-Liang is going to metaphysics today, remember not to follow them in chanting sutras."

Zhou Ning looked sly, "The master wants to subtly make A Liang agree with metaphysics, but we don't chant sutras..."

"Is it okay if I don't recite sutras?" Yang Xuan asked.

"If you want to be a headmaster, you must memorize ninety-nine scriptures proficiently." Zhou Ning touched the top of A Liang's head, "My son is certainly not stupid, but does A Liang like the pain of having nothing to recite every day?

"

A Liang shook his head vigorously.

"Ninety-nine books?" Yang Xuan suddenly realized, "No wonder I said that the headmaster later gave up on his plan to get me into metaphysics. I see."

"What's happening?" Zhou Ning knelt down and straightened A Liang's clothes.

"That time the headmaster and I competed in memorizing scriptures. I was thinking about things. After he finished memorizing, I only remembered two lines. The headmaster looked regretful, hahahaha!"

Yang Xuan felt that Ning Yayun had been tricked by him and couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Ning asked curiously: "The master wanted to drag you into metaphysics many years ago, right? What else could you have thought about at that time?"

Yang Xuan looked at her, "I miss you!"

Ah Liang felt that something was not right about the atmosphere and raised his head to look at Ye Niang.

Grandma's cheeks were slightly red, and Ah Ye smiled softly...

Why!

People!

Later, Yang Xuan went to Jiedu Envoy's Mansion. As soon as he left the house, he met a messenger from Chang'an.

He is from the Zhou family.

Seeing that the messenger was anxious, Yang Xuan asked, "But is there something urgent?"

"Uncle, Alang ordered me to come to Northern Xinjiang, firstly to deliver a message, and secondly to inquire about the possible war against the north."

"It's open, what's wrong?" Yang Xuan thought of Zhou Qin carrying the birdcage and couldn't help but laugh.

"When the villain was out of Chang'an, Zheng Qi, the Minister of Punishment, made a bet with Liang Jing. Zheng Qi said that I would not dare to start a war this spring, and Liang Jing said that there would definitely be a war."

"What's the bet?" Yang Xuan felt that Zheng Qi was full.

"Whoever loses will bow solemnly and call him brother when they meet."

Yang Xuan was startled, thinking that Zheng Qi was Yang Songcheng's man, and Liang Jing was the emperor's number one horse boy. They were incompatible with each other!

"Why bet?" Yang Xuan felt that such impulsiveness was not the appearance of an important minister.

Anyway, you can bet on a few beauties!

They called each other brothers when they met, but they thought they were in the same group.

The messenger smiled bitterly, "It was Liang Jing who provoked me."

"Emperor?" The emperor's fair face appeared in front of Yang Xuan's eyes.

"It is said that Liang Jing had some conflicts with the palace..." The messenger looked gossipy, but he didn't know what happened next.

"Old Liang!"

Yang Xuan thought of Liang Jing.

That loyal old Liang.

Even if he became an opponent, he still refused to take action against Yang Xuan.

But what conflict could there be in the palace?

Imperial concubine?

Could it be that the emperor found this daughter-in-law boring and wanted to change her?

The King of Yue seems to have married, right?

What was I thinking?

Yang Guogong felt that his thoughts had gone astray, so he quickly recited the Buddha's name silently.

At the entrance of the alley, the business of the Hu pancake stall was still booming. When the proprietress saw Yang Guogong, she saluted in her busy schedule and said, "Guo Gong, let's have a pancake!"

"No."

I eat gossip!

After capturing Kunzhou, Yang Xuan did not immediately send the news of victory to Chang'an, but instead ordered Helianyan to blockade the surrounding areas for several days.

Tsk tsk!

Do the math, the good news is coming soon!

Yang Xuan said happily: "Chang'an is very lively these days!"

He Lian Yan was very fierce. Seeing Yang Xuan's eyes stagnant, he smiled charmingly and said, "Chang'an, I'm afraid I'm uneasy."

Goblin!

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "Next step, both Ningxing and Chang'an will regard Northern Xinjiang as a life and death enemy. Secret spies and assassins will definitely swarm here, and the Jinyi Guards will have a heavy burden."

He Lianyan came up and said, "Don't worry, Lord, although my shoulders are weak, I can still bear this burden!"

Yang Xuan glanced at it, but his eyes involuntarily slid to the tender peach cheeks, and then slid down...

“Choose well!”

He Lianyan raised her chest slightly and said, "If I can't pick it up, I'll come back and beg the Duke again."

The words were said in a charming and tactful way, and Yang Guogong coughed dryly. "I understand."

He Lianyan then turned to the topic, "There are a few powerful men in northern Xinjiang who quietly asked for an audience and said some words of praise for the American father."

"I want to test it." Yang Xuan said: "What I dislike the most is such tactful tactics, don't ignore it."

"Perhaps if we join forces, we can win over a few powerful people." He Lianyan felt that dealing with powerful people not only requires toughness, but also disintegration.

Yang Xuan looked at her, "Do you think it's them begging me, or me begging them?"

"Of course they are asking for help from the Duke of the country."

"Then do I need to get on the pole to get close?"

Of course it's not needed.

He Lianyan said: "A powerful person told me that Chang'an attaches great importance to this battle and said that if we win, the Tang Dynasty will probably turn over."

Yang Xuan said: "I would like to see how Chang'an will be shaken!"

He Lianyan said: "I have asked people to deliver the news in time."

"No need to be nervous, it's just gossip!"

Yang Xuan seemed to regard Chang'an as a place where gossip happened, so he just squatted there, beckoned the second son and the old thief over, and the three of them looked at the thighs together...

Pooh!

How did I think of this... He Lianyan's cheeks were already a bit pink, but they looked even brighter now.

Yang Xuan walked out of the alley.

There are a lot of people walking outside.

However, everyone stopped and looked at him.

Yang Xuan smiled and waved his hand as if greeting the neighbors.

"Morning!"

…

In the early morning in Chang'an, the fog lingers.

The door panels of the blacksmith shop were taken out one by one from the inside and piled on both sides.

King Wei took out the door panel very easily, even carrying it out with one hand.

"Li Er! Good morning!" An old man greeted with his hands behind his back.
To be continued...