Glancing outside the hall, Wang Shou was no longer there.
Huang Chunhui, be bold!
Zheng Qi got angry and shouted: "Huang Chunhui, you opened your eyes for Yang Ni, how brave you are!"
Yang Ni!
This is the first time such a definite statement has been heard in the court.
It happened before, after the founding of the Tang Dynasty.
At that time, there was a lot of grass in the world. As the Tang Dynasty became more stable, the word "ni" was often used to refer to those grass in the court.
A certain inversion!
This is a moral characterization of that person.
Huang Chunhui said, "What did he rebel against? Did he look south? He just went north to fight, fight for Northern Xinjiang, and fight for the Tang Dynasty.
What did he go against? He went against your wishes!"
He slowly looked at the father-in-law.
"There is a tiger opposite Bei Xinjiang, called Bei Liao. I don't understand why you are staring at Bei Xinjiang. Who has ever worried about the threat from Bei Liao? Does anyone have any suggestions on how to deal with Bei Liao?"
No one said anything.
Because, indeed there is not.
"While you want to suppress Northern Xinjiang, and at the same time enjoy the benefits of Northern Xinjiang's defense against Northern Liao, who do you think Northern Xinjiang is? A beast? Or your slave?"
Huang Chunhui was angry, "Have you ever worried about the chaos in northern Xinjiang due to suppression, which will lead to Northern Liao going south and herding horses in Guanzhong? Have you ever thought about it?"
No one thought about it.
"Everyone is shouting for a prosperous age, but who brought this prosperous age? It's the soldiers on the frontier. It's the soldiers who fought bloody battles.
But in the eyes of you waiting, what have those soldiers become? Cows, horses, beasts. Ahem!" Huang Chunhui coughed, "You have let me down by waiting. No, you are desperate!"
He slowly walked out, "While the fight continues, I will be at home looking at the north, at the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang, at Yang Xuan... watching them working hard, watching them shouting for fierce battle, watching them...
I will sacrifice my life for my country!”
He suddenly coughed violently, his back bent, and he held his knees with his hands.
After a while, he panted, stopped coughing, and cleared his throat a few times.
Open your mouth.
Aiming at Yang Songcheng's desk.
No one dares to spit in the palace.
Not even important ministers dared to do so.
"he~tui!"
Huang Chunhui walked out of the hall slowly with his back hunched and his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.
"Outside, it's bright!"
He walked slowly all the way.
The guards stood not far away, looking at him with complicated expressions.
This man is ready to fight!
They took a look at the main hall.
There was silence in the hall.
Today, an old man walked into the court hall with his back bent.
With his own efforts, he made all the important officials in the court speechless.
At this moment, he was walking in the palace.
Everyone knows that Huang Chunhui's future is bleak, just like an oil lamp, someone is ready to pour out all the oil.
At this time, whoever stands with him will be unlucky.
Everyone was sad in their hearts.
Watching Huang Chunhui slowly walk out.
A guard stepped forward.
Bow your head and salute.
This is a tribute!
…
The palace was furious.
Immediately, a group of sergeants arrived outside Huang's house.
The steward was informed that from today on, no one in the Huang family is allowed to go out.
This is grounding!
The next step is...the point of no return!
The emperor has murderous intentions!
But he needed to give the outstanding Huang Chunhui a suitable charge before he could take action.
The mirror desk became busy.
The best experts went out to find the ‘evidence’ of Huang Chunhui and his family
"I want evidence that can kill his whole family!"
In the mirror, Wang Shou roared: "Within ten days, we will see evidence that will ruin the reputation of Huang Chunhui's family."
"Take orders!"
…
Zhou Zun hurried home.
"The emperor is ready to take action against Huang Chunhui."
Zhou Qin, who was walking the bird, was startled, "Why?"
"Huang Chunhui spoke for Beijiang and Zitai in the court, refuted the state leader and others, and was secretly dissatisfied with the emperor..."
Zhou Qin hung the birdcage on the branch, "This is troublesome."
"Actually, it's not a bad thing that Huang Chunhui was killed by the emperor." Zhou Zun said frankly what was in his heart, "In this way, the military and civilians in Northern Xinjiang will become more and more united in the same hatred and adhere to Zitai's banner."
For the heads of aristocratic families, many times, there is no friendship in their eyes, but only maximizing interests.
In fact, if you look at the members of aristocratic families from another angle, are they not businessmen?
It's just that ordinary merchants sell goods to make money, and what they sell is the world.
Zhou Qin said: "Zitai... has people rush to Tao County to report the news."
Zhou Zun said: "We have already set off."
In the Beijiang Guild Hall.
"Sure?"
"I'm sure, the Huang family is now being watched by a sergeant outside."
Jiang Xing glanced at Zhang Ba, who asked, "You won't report the news?"
"If Huang Chunhui's family is executed, the military and civilians in northern Xinjiang will support Lang Jun even more."
Zhang Ba thought for a moment, "Then... why don't we let someone report the matter and get it done?"
"I also want to do this, but..." Jiang Xing said in a low voice: "We can't make the decision for Mr. Lang in this matter, otherwise, it would be arrogance."
"Then what do you mean..."
"Use the falcon to spread the news to Taoxian County."
After Yang Xuan took charge of Northern Xinjiang, Hayabusa entered a latent period.
The Yang family can no longer be accommodated. Five of the neighbors in the alley have moved out. Needless to say, the new ones who have moved in are probably the mirror workers.
So Hayabusa moved to another part of the city.
In the evening, with a soft cry, the falcon took off from a yard and headed north.
…
The military and civilians of Northern Xinjiang rejoiced at this great victory.
Along the way back, Yang Xuan saw patches of newly reclaimed fields with farmers working in the fields.
Yang Xuan had left the army behind and went out with more than ten guards, the secret spy leader He Lianrong, and the clerk Jiang He'er.
On the roadside, several children were playing. After seeing them, they took a step back, then put their arms around each other, emboldening each other, and looked at Yang Xuan and others with a smile.
"Have a rest."
Yang Xuan dismounted and said, "Second brother, give them some dried meat."
"oh!"
Wang Laoer took out the dried meat and distributed it.
Listening to the cheers of the children behind him, Yang Xuan smiled and walked along the field ridge.
Several farmers were working and saw that he had many followers. An old farmer came over and saluted, "I've met my husband."
"Is this a newly opened land?" Yang Xuan pointed to this land.
The old farmer wiped his sweat and said, "Yes! It's new this year."
"How many people are there in the family?" Yang Xuan sat casually on the ridge of the field.
The old farmer stood and said, "Seven people."
"Is it possible that the food at home will last until the wheat harvest time?"
This is the biggest problem.
The so-called lean period refers to the time when the family's food supply cannot sustain the harvest.
"That's enough!"
The old farmer sat down slowly and said, "Didn't there be a commotion over grain prices last year? I quickly took the eldest and second eldest son to buy two hundred kilograms of cheap grain. With these two hundred kilograms, we will be fine this year."
He pointed at the wasteland and said, "This year I took my family to open this land. I haven't paid taxes for three years. Three years! How much food can I harvest?"
Store some of these grains and sell some, and your family will have money.
Go back and make some clothes for your daughter. Then get a silver hairpin for the old lady, and you can have a family heirloom.
Hey! These days! The more we go by, the more hopeful we are!"
The people's requirements are not high, and it is enough to have enough food and clothing.
Yang Xuan thought of the people in another world. When materials were extremely abundant, the people's demands also increased.
Work hard!
He smiled and said, "You've been waiting for a good time! It's still to come."
The old farmer said: "It's all the kindness of the deputy envoy!"
Yang Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, "How do you say this?"
Han Ji stood on the ridge of the field and frowned at Jiang He'er who was making a face.
The old farmer said: "Who dared to come out to farm in the past? Let alone open up wasteland.
It was the deputy envoy who beat the crap out of the Beiliao people, and said that he also captured a city in Neizhou. After that, we can go out to work with confidence and boldness.
Furthermore, a small official came to the village a while ago and said that the county has still prepared seed money this year and will just borrow money.
I was worried about not having enough money to buy seeds for land reclamation. Look, the deputy envoy sent them.
People say that when you drink water, don’t forget the man who dug the well. What a good life we are living now! Thanks to the deputy envoy.
Look back! I will ask someone to place a memorial tablet in honor of the deputy envoy, and I will also offer it during the holidays..."
"hehe!"
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "I won't delay you anymore."
"Mr. Lang, walk slowly."
Seeing Yang Xuan and others disappear into the distance, the old farmer fell down and sat down.
His family members came running over as fast as they could.
"Aye!"
"Aweng!"
The old farmer was helped up, sweating profusely, "God! God! I just talked to him."
"Aye, who is that person?"
"That's the deputy envoy!" The old farmer wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I met the deputy envoy that year. Ouch! The deputy envoy was so polite just now, but my heart was beating like thunder, so I had to hold on and pretend not to recognize the deputy envoy.
He looks so short of breath and can't breathe..."
Naturally, Yang Xuan didn't know that he was recognized by an old farmer. He led people to patrol along the way.
"It doesn't rain much this year."
An old farmer said to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan nodded. Along the way, he had heard many warnings about the lack of rain this spring.
"Tell Nan He that all the prisoners captured during this trip will be sent to dig ditches and wells."
Yang Xuan looked at the land, and in his ears, Jiang He'er was complaining, "Why does God have to make things difficult for you if you do something?"
"Everything depends on good and bad fortune."
Yang Xuan felt that this matter was done well and it was also a highlight.
Ta-ta-ta!
More than ten horses came galloping.
"Deputy envoy, urgent report from Chang'an!"
Yang Xuan rushed to Taoxian County.
A Qiu Long Guard was waiting outside Yang's house.
"What's going on?"
It was not at the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion. This shows that this matter is a private matter.
Yang Xuan felt relieved.
I just wanted to smile at Zhou Ning who came out.
"The old dog is going to kill Huang Chunhui!"
A rolled piece of paper, when opened, is still densely covered with creases.
"It's the news sent by Hayabusa." Zhou Ning said.
"I see."
Yang Xuan looked at it and then went in to discuss the matter.
"After receiving the good news from Chang'an, the false emperor became angry and ordered Wang Shou to take action, threatening Xianggong Huang and scolding me..."
"This is drawing money from the bottom of the cauldron." Han Ji sneered, "Huang Chunhui promoted Lang Jun. If he opposes Lang Jun, Northern Xinjiang will fall into chaos. His prestige is too high. Once he speaks out, many people in the Northern Xinjiang army will have doubts.
"
The old thief said: "Isn't he afraid that the soldiers and people in Northern Xinjiang will be furious?"
Han Ji shook his head, "Of course he will not kill Huang Chunhui for no reason. I am sure that he will let people concoct evidence that can damage Huang Chunhui's reputation."
The old thief understood. "Throwing dirty water! This will be a blow to both Lang Jun and Beijiang."
"The tactics of the pseudo-emperor are truly amazing!"
Han Ji looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Lang Jun, I have a plan!"
Yang Xuan was silent.
Han Ji said: "This matter is beyond the reach of Lang Jun. In this way, after Huang Chunhui leaves, Lang Jun can use this to boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians in northern Xinjiang and share the same hatred of the enemy."
The old thief hesitated for a moment, "The false emperor never expected the identity of Lang Jun, so he made a bad move."
Han Ji said: "Lang Jun, this opportunity is not to be missed! If Bei Liao was not on the side, we could raise the flag to fight against rebellion at this moment..."
Yang Xuan was silent.
Han Ji raised his eyebrows, "I know that my husband values love, but the great cause is more important!"
The old thief sighed, "This is a good opportunity."
When Yang Xuan held high the banner of rebellion, what happened today was a huge boost.
Yang Xuan said slowly: "When I first came to Northern Xinjiang, I was promoted by Mr. Liu. After I arrived in Chenzhou, Huang Chunhui valued me very much.
I know that I can just sit back and watch this matter, and I can even offer condolences afterwards to call on the soldiers and civilians of Northern Xinjiang... It will be of great benefit to the great cause without any harm."
Han Ji nodded, "That's right."
Lin Feibao and others were silent.
When they were in the palace, they were used to seeing power struggles. Before power, father, son, and relatives were all enemies.
It is the kindness of nurturing, the feeling of licking a calf, but it is still discarded like worn out shoes.
Not to mention Huang Chunhui.
"When doing big things, you have to be decisive. I feel that I am decisive enough. But when I want to sit back and watch this matter, I will think... will I regret it in the future?
Would I feel more gratified by such a successful undertaking?
Will I rejoice?"
Yang Xuan shook his head, "No! I will regret it endlessly, I will not be able to sleep at night, and I will even feel anxious."
"Langjun!" Han Ji's expression changed.
Yang Xuan waved his hand, "I come from a small village. What I have seen and heard in the village since I was a child are the teachings of thousands of years...
Any kindness must be repaid, and any hatred must be repaid.
Whoever is good to me, I will be good to.
If you owe someone else's kindness and then add insult to injury, you are worse than a beast."
"I know that the best way to maximize the benefits is to sit back and watch this matter develop." He pointed to his chest and said seriously: "But I can't get through here!"
He stood up and said, "Record!"
Han Ji picked up a pen and paper.
Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, "Whoever dares to attack Huang Chunhui is the mortal enemy of our soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang. The athletes of Northern Xinjiang are waiting in arms, waiting for Yang's order to attack Wu Dao!"
Han Ji hesitated for a moment and quickly wrote it down.
Yang Xuan took a look and said, "Immediately use the falcon hair to go to Chang'an."
He walked out slowly.
"Whoever dares to touch Huang Chunhui, I will kill him all over the house!"
7017k
Please remember the first domain name of this book:. Mobile version reading URL: