It is said that Yang An followed Eunuch Guo and Monk Jianru to Chenzhou, and temporarily rented three courtyards in the inn to settle down. The two went to ask for an audience with the King of Chen, and Yang An took the opportunity to have a family affair with the strong men. More than a dozen people were having a fever in the courtyard.
It was lively. Suddenly Yang An took two playing cards from the house and came out with a smile: "This is a lively game, unlike playing dominoes which is deserted."
A young boss took one look at it and said, "I saw our young master playing this in the early years!"
Yang An asked while shuffling the cards: "Can you play?"
"Won't."
"Easy to tight, I'll teach you."
Yang An invited everyone to gather around the stone table and taught them how to play poker. While laughing, he accidentally turned sideways and saw the saint standing at the window looking out from the corner of his eye. He thought for a while, put the playing cards on the table to let everyone get familiar with it, and did it by himself.
Go to the door of the saint's room and knock gently.
The saint asked in the room: "Who is it?"
"Yang An."
There was a moment of hesitation in the room: "Is there something wrong, General Yang?"
"I want to invite the saint to come out to play cards." Yang An said, "It's too boring to stay in the room alone. Anyway, Master Jianshui and Eunuch Guo are not here, so no one knows about our party." The room was silent. Yang An said again, "I
The two security guards won't notice."
After a long while, the door creaked open, and the saint stood at the door, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Do you want to invite me to play cards?"
"Yes." Yang An smiled, "Will the saint come?"
The saint thought for a long time and said: "I'm afraid you won't have a good time."
"This is easy to do." Yang An said, "How about the saint changes into ordinary clothes and tells them your name is...Wang Wufu? Your surname is Wang, and the saint is Xingwu. Anyway, not many people have seen your true face."
The saint bit his lip: "I don't have ordinary clothes."
Yang An smiled and said: "I'll lend it to you. And don't call yourself me, I'm sure it'll be fine."
The saint hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yang An Huizi again, and gritted his teeth: "Okay. I agree."
Yang An laughed and ran back to his room to find a set of sapphire-colored cloth robes. The saint took it and changed it for himself. Yang An was surprised: "You know how to change your own clothes! I thought even you emperors and princes couldn't.
These."
The saint was slightly stunned: "I'm not a fool, why can't I even change my clothes?"
"I was wrong, don't be upset, Wufu brothers." Yang An accompanied him without any sincerity. The saint waited for a long time with no answer, and changed his clothes in a depressed manner.
When the two came out, Yang An pointed at the saint and said to everyone: "This is brother Wang Wufu." A few sharp-eyed people looked at the saint and Yang An, and looked at each other. Yang An just looked at him like a normal person.
The sage introduced his friends, "This is Liu Grasshopper, this is Hou Ming, and this is Chen Shizhu..." The sage was a little at a loss.
A dark man laughed and said: "Anzi, where did you find such a young scholar? He is as white as a girl."
Yang An laughed and scolded: "You stupid donkey has no knowledge! Scholars don't go out and know everything about the world. We don't have this ability, and our talents don't have it. It's better to learn from each other's strengths. Besides, studying is definitely a good thing. You don't expect your son to study in the future.
Huh?" Everyone looked at the saint again, their eyes changed slightly, and the contempt just now was gone.
Yang An then pulled up a stool and asked the saint to sit down at the stone table, and taught him how to play poker. He said: "This thing was learned by pirates from the West. Western sailors are always floating on the sea, and they play this game when they have nothing to do."
It’s a gambling pastime. Each game is short. After playing for a while, maybe the captain and first mate will ask them to do their work, and they can just put it down. Unlike those ladies and grandmothers who play dominoes, one game can last less than half an hour. "
The saint smiled and said: "How can it take so long?"
I thought it was easy to learn how to play poker, but it took these young men a long time to learn. Because they were all recruited from other countries and did not recognize Arabic numerals, it was very difficult to memorize the cards. The saint was extremely fast.
I learned it. Yan State has been promoting this kind of numerals for two or three years. Yang An threw away the cards and said: "Everyone should learn Arabic numerals first. It will be useful in the future."
The sage said: "Only the State of Yan can use this, other countries are of no use."
Yang Andao: "This is easy and cheap, and is easier to read than written words. It has been learned by merchants from all over the world. It is also very easy to spread it from merchants to other families."
He stood up and looked at the ground for a few times, picked up a green brick from under the garden tree, and drew an Arabic numeral "1" on the stone table. Then he pointed and said, "This is the number one."
Someone asked: "Isn't it horizontal?"
"The text is horizontal and the numbers are vertical. Is this easy to remember?"
"It's easy to remember! There's only one word for it, that's one."
Yang An erased the "1" with his sleeve and wrote a "2". "This is a two. Does it look like a goose?" He added a few strokes to the "2" to make it look like a goose.
"It really looks like a goose! Why does it look like a goose?"
Yang An said seriously: "Maybe it's because the goose's cry is like shouting 'two two two'?"
Everyone laughed: "It looks like that! That's probably why." There was a slight smile in the saint's eyes.
Yang An then taught the young men ten Arabic numerals in sequence, and each number was related to something else, which made it easier for everyone to learn. After a while, they remembered it. When he taught him how to play cards, they learned it immediately. Yang An then taught the young men ten Arabic numerals.
An clapped her hands: "Okay! It's time to play!"
A man who recognized the saint said hesitantly: "What a joke... I'm afraid Eunuch Guo will be angry when he comes back."
Yang An pretended to frown: "That's right..." He then patted the stone table and said, "Let's do it. There are already so many people. The losers of each game will go to the door to watch until the next two people lose and replace them. Eunuch Guo
Master Jianru appeared from far away on the other side of the stone bridge and hurried in to report the news. We collected the cards immediately and you guys practiced martial arts in the yard. I sneaked back to hide the cards and came out to practice with you. Xiao Xiucai slipped into the room and read a book. What do you think?
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Everyone laughed and said: "This is a good idea! Let's do it like this!"
Everyone started playing poker, with the loser standing guard. After a few rounds of cards, everyone, including the saint, was familiar with Arabic numerals. The game continued until it was getting dark, but the two men hadn't come yet. Fortunately, Yang An lost once.
, touched his belly and said, "Let's eat, no more fighting."
Everyone shouted: "If we lose, we won't fight! General Yang is so stingy."
"Why are you so stingy? It's dinner time now, and it's time for those two to come back."
Before he finished speaking, a sentry outside shouted: "It's coming, it's coming! Clean it up quickly!"
Yang An, like lightning, picked up the cards and pocketed them in his front, shouting: "Xiao Wang Xiucai, go back quickly!"
Only then did the saint realize what he was doing, and he ran towards the house. The strong men quickly arranged themselves into formations to practice martial arts. However, they were all practicing in their own way, and it was a mess.
Yang An was fast on his feet. He put down the cards in the blink of an eye and returned to the courtyard. He shouted: "Follow me!" Then he ran to the front and started making signs. When others saw him, they immediately followed him and made the same sign instantly. Jianru and Eunuch Guo
I happened to see him when I walked in and nodded in unison.
That night, the two of them talked to the saint. Since the doors and windows were guarded, Yang An did not eavesdrop.
The next morning, the two of them went out again and ordered Yang An to lead people to practice martial arts. Yang An promised that he would lead people to play cards as soon as they left. Xiao Wang Xiucai also came out to play together. Everyone had become familiar with him yesterday.
At dusk, the two men came back, and everyone pretended to practice martial arts. After dinner, the two men discussed secretly with the little saint, and they continued like this for several days.
Finally one day, the two of them were taken out together with the saint. While playing cards, someone shouted: "Xiao Wang Xiucai - let's play cards -" but no one agreed.
Yang An said: "Xiao Wang Xiucai won't fight today. He has something to do and is going out."
Someone next to him laughed and said: "General Yang, please pull him down! Do you really think we don't know who he is?"
Yang An winked: "Young scholar Wang! Otherwise, who do you think is playing cards with us all day long?" Everyone smiled tacitly, and instantly felt like they had done bad things together.
In the next few days, Xiao Wang Xiucai had no chance to play cards, and he didn't look well every day when he came back. After staying for less than half a month, everyone moved out of the inn and went to a large village on the outskirts of Chenzhou. Monk Jianru told Yang An
: "King Chen has agreed to help us buy muskets."
Yang An was stunned: "Buying a musket? He bought it for us? Did he pay for it?"
Jianru sighed: "We pay. There is only one company in the country that sells usable muskets, but they don't sell them to anyone casually. We have to ask several princes to help us buy them."
"Ah? Are they so stupid? They don't make money even if they have money?"
"They are right, otherwise the world would be in chaos." Jianru sighed again, "Let's get the firearms first."
Yang An nodded and said: "There are many types of muskets, each with different uses. Which one are you going to buy, master?"
Jianru was stunned, thought for a moment, and asked: "What kind of thing are you used to in Nanyang?"
"I usually use Meteor 3." Yang An said, "A while ago, they were all replaced by Meteor 6. This gun is better, much better than Meteor 3." Jian Runai asked about the two types of muskets in detail, and Yang An tried his best.
Encourage him to buy No. 6.
They lived in Zhuangzi. Jianru and Eunuch Guo often went out to recruit men, and left the military training to Yang An. As if he was pregnant, Yang An's talents became more and more prominent, and the two people also valued him more and more. Yang An found that
Although the monk is not young, he is somewhat naive. Eunuch Guo has no idea about military affairs, so he uses his skills more and more. Unknowingly, Yang An has become the leader except those two. Although the saint is indifferent, he has nothing to do with it.
I would also say a few words to Yang And when I was in person.
A few days later, the muskets arrived. Monk Jianru looked at the boxes of muskets and breathed a sigh of relief. Eunuch Guo sighed, "What can such an idea be used for?"
Jian Ru said: "There are other families."
So Eunuch Guo was left in Zhuangzi, while Monk Jianru went out to do some business.
When he came back from this trip, Jian Ru seemed to have encountered something, and his face was not very good-looking. He took Eunuch Guo and held a secret discussion in the room for a long time, and then invited the saint over. It took less than a stick of incense.
At the same time, the saint came out with a puff of his sleeves, as angry as a flatulent puffer fish. After a while, the two men went out with a sullen face. Yang An watched behind him for a long time, but felt that even their backs could be seen being hesitant, and he was very curious.
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Just as he was about to trap the puffer fish, a young man came over and quietly pulled Yang An's clothes: "General Yang..."
Yang Anxin was uneasy: "Is something wrong?"
"That...Xiao Xiucai Wang wants to find you." The young man gestured twice and blinked hard, "That's Xiucai Wang, the Xiucai Wang who played double dunk with us at the inn a few days ago."
Yang An secretly rejoiced: "Where can I find him?"
The young man pointed to the back and said, "Isn't there an elm forest over there?"
"He's already over there?"
"He just left after asking me to find you."
Yang An nodded: "I understand. Thank you." Then he turned and walked towards the elm forest.
The forest was not big, and Yang An was a small warrior with very good eyesight. After just a few glances, he found the saint and walked over quickly. He saw the saint sitting under a big elm tree, with one hand tightly clenched in his fist.
, he pinched a small branch with his other hand and folded it into several pieces. His face was red, and he was so angry that he could almost see the smoke coming out. Yang An stepped forward, bowed and clasped his fists: "Saint."
The sage threw the branch in his hand: "General Yang, I order you to save me." Yang An was slightly stunned. The sage gritted his teeth and said, "I was originally coerced by the two of them. Just because they gave the blood letter of the Fourth Uncle.
, I still thought that they might really care about my Situ family. Now... I can't bear it anymore."
Yang An hurriedly asked: "Sage, what's going on?"
The saint punched the tree trunk hard: "Evil thief! You have no conscience!"
It turned out that not long ago, Monk Jianru sneaked into the palace with his martial arts skills. After eavesdropping, he discovered that the saint was fake. He went to the Empress Dowager at night to inquire, and found out that the saint had left the palace to open a cosmetics shop. So he and Eunuch Guo
He found the sage and handed him the blood book of King Wu. The sage was shocked, but he didn't know what to do, so he only left eunuch Guo to work in the shop for the time being. The two of them seemed to have other things to do, and Jian Ru often came in
The palace was looking for the Empress Dowager, and Eunuch Guo occasionally went there twice. Suddenly one day, the policeman came to the shop with a portrait of Yang An to inquire. By chance, monk Jianru heard it and slipped away quietly. After he came back, he
After having a secret discussion with Eunuch Guo for a while, Eunuch Guo then left. Pretending to discuss something important with the saint, Eunuch Guo led him outside, forced him into a carriage and half-kidnapped him and took him to a small house in the north of the city. He and Yang An then
We met there for the first time. The group left the capital the next day.
When they arrived in Chenzhou, although the two of them had been discussing with the sage how to contact the kings to deal with Jia Cong, they mostly discussed it by themselves, and the sage could not intervene. Moreover, the sage had no idea where they got the money from. It was just him.
It was no different from being under house arrest. There was nothing they could do, so they had to endure it.
A few days ago, Jianru hurriedly traveled to several nearby countries, and three of them agreed to help him buy muskets. However, like King Chen, no one was willing to pay for the help. Jianru was so angry that he cursed. Suddenly, someone gave him an idea.
Although Jian Ru was unwilling to do it, he really had no other way. So he hurried back to discuss it with Eunuch Guo. He just invited the saint to discuss it.
After hearing this, Yang An already guessed that the idea must be wrong and asked: "Sage, what idea makes you so angry?"
The saint said coldly: "Because Yan's national policy is beneficial to the people, people from all countries flocked to it, and the country's power increased sharply. Only officers and soldiers with guns disguised as bandits went deep into Yan's factories and houses, massacred the population, and scared the people to make them flee.
Only right and wrong places can stop the current power of the Yan Kingdom."
Yang An pulled his ears: "The general just feared that he was hallucinating. What did the sage say?" The sage said nothing. Yang An punched the tree trunk, "Fuck his eighteen generations of ancestors! Whose idea was it?"
The saint shook his head: "He refuses to say." He looked at Yang An and said, "Please save me, general!"
Yang An gritted his teeth and shook his head: "No. We can't leave until we find that bastard."