Chapter 19 Come here, pour another bowl for Manager Yang!

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2368Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
The empress' expression was calm, and she was not disturbed by Yang Dong's words.

"If you can think of this, I'm not wrong about you."

Yang Dong immediately lowered his head and cupped his hands, saying:

"This is mainly because His Majesty knows people well and is good at appointing them..."

"Counting the days, it's time for Commander Lin Luo to go to Luozhou, right?"

"The Longwu Army is dispatched. Shouldn't the Huwei Army also show its strength?"

The empress' phoenix eyes flashed slightly, and her majestic face became a little more relaxed.

"In this case, I will order the Huwei Army to deploy some manpower to assist."

Yang Dong and the empress looked at each other. At this moment, they had a clear understanding.

The empress coughed slightly, interrupting the strange feeling in her heart.

She looked at Yang Dong, and suddenly she seemed to have thought of something, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Xiao Dongzi, you have done great service for me again. In this case, I should reward you well."

"Come here, go get the ginseng and turtle soup that the queen has stewed herself."

"Xiao Dongzi, I will reward you with this soup. It is made by the queen herself, so you are very lucky."

"Come here, serve soup to Mr. Yang!"

Yang Dong's expression was slightly startled, and his expression was a little dull.

What's going on with Ji Ziyue? What's wrong with the reward? Why should she be rewarded with ginseng and turtle soup?

The young man is so powerful, how can he use these things!

Although he was disdainful, how could he dare to refuse the reward given by the Empress?

So he took the soup bowl and drank it in one gulp.

"Xiao Dongzi, how does this soup taste?"

There was a bit of a sneer on the empress' majestic face.

"It's okay."

"Your Majesty, over there at the West Factory..."

"Come here, pour another bowl for Manager Yang!"



When Yang Dong left Shangqing Palace,

There were already seven large bowls of turtle soup in his stomach.

He bent over and pressed his chest hard with one hand. I'm afraid that one of them won't be able to hold back and will burst out.

Is there something wrong with Ji Ziyue?

Young Master, I worked hard to deliver letters to her and give her advice. There is no credit but hard work.

Fortunately for her, she rewarded him with a dish of turtle soup, which nearly choked him to death.

If it weren't for the fact that you are the emperor and a ninth-grade martial artist. I have to push you down on the dragon bed and tidy you up!



In the next few days,

The queen would deliver a bowl of Dabu soup to the Shangqing Palace on time every day, and also send out invitations to cultivate the land.

But the empress turned them all down because she was busy with government affairs.

Yang Dong asked for leave from the empress during this period, saying that he wanted to rectify the West Factory.

With the help of Yao Rui, Xichang underwent a major change of blood.

At the same time, Yang Dong also set several rules.

First, Xichang spies put their lives first in everything. No matter what, they must protect themselves first.

Second, the entire West Factory has only one core mission, which is to obtain intelligence.

Third, you need to behave in a low-key manner and do not hurt others easily.

These rules caused another uproar among the eunuchs in the West Factory.

As servants, their lives have always belonged to their masters.

The master only needs one word, and they will have to pay with their lives. The lowliness of life is evident!

But Yang Dong did the opposite and let them keep their lives, even if important information was delayed.

With this one thing, all the eunuchs in the West Factory returned home.

As for the next two rules, the impact on these eunuchs is also not small.

Since the establishment of Xichang, it has been going sideways in Dazhou. Basically, if you don't like anyone, you'll kill them directly.

It wasn't until Lin Shou assisted the crowd that he began to restrain himself.

Now that Yang Dong is here, he tells them to keep a low profile and not to hurt others easily. Many eunuchs did not understand this.

Of course, their lack of understanding is useless.

As for the future focus of the West Factory's work on intelligence, most eunuchs can understand.

After all, although the emperor lives in the palace, he also needs to control the affairs of the world. This is one of the purposes of the existence of the West Factory.

After unifying his thoughts, Yang Dong arranged special training for these eunuchs.

Basically, the same methods used to train spies in later generations were applied to the training of eunuchs.

Flying over eaves and walking over walls, disguised in disguise, etc.

Of course, during this period, Yang Dong also brought out the pulley, a great weapon that can fly over walls and walls!

After realizing the power of the pulley, these eunuchs were completely impressed by Yang Dong.

Among them, the rumor that "Mr. Yang is the heir to the Mohist family" was widely circulated.

Counting the days, Lin Luo is almost leaving Beijing.

Yang Dong leaned on the golden nanmu chair, crossed his legs, and called Yao Rui to him.

"Lin Luo is about to leave Beijing. I don't worry about him going to provide disaster relief."

"You follow him secretly and collect evidence of his illegal crimes while protecting yourself."

"I plan to assign you the identity of a grain merchant, and I need you to approach him at the appropriate time. Are you sure?"

Yao Rui pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I, Yao Rui, will collect enough evidence against Lin Luo even if I risk my life!"

Yes, all the advice was in vain.

Yang Dong felt helpless and could only continue:

"Before you leave, I need you to find a hundred craftsmen."

"These craftsmen need to be helpless people with clean backgrounds and exquisite skills."

"This matter is of great importance. Do not let a third person know about it."

Yao Rui looked stern and said in a deep voice:

"My subordinate understands."

"Get down!"



After Yao Rui left, Yang Dong was the only one left on the second floor of Qianji Building.

He took the Sichuan brocade goose down quilt to cover himself, chose a comfortable position, and closed his eyes slightly.

Nowadays, the court seems peaceful, but it is full of storms.

Zhang Ting was dead, but Lin Chunqiu had not made any move yet.

There is a flood in Luozhou, and Lin Luo is about to leave Beijing to provide disaster relief.

Three hundred thousand stones of grain and grass were not burned. Will Lin Chunqiu and his party just give up?

One question after another kept popping up in Yang Dong's mind.

Although he has experience in later generations, he also has a less serious golden finger.

But having these does not solve the immediate problem.

Ji Ziyue didn't know why she was so crazy in the past two days, and she rejected the queen several times.

How can I increase my strength if I can't sleep with the Queen?

Yang Dong was a little worried. He had a vague feeling that Lin Chunqiu had plans in Luozhou. But what exactly it is and how to deal with it, he doesn't have any good ideas.

Therefore, we can only send Yao Rui and let him adapt accordingly.

As for letting Yao Rui secretly summon the craftsmen, it was the final trump card he left for himself.

As the saying goes, use one sulfur, two nitrates, three charcoal, and add some sugar.

In the age of cold weapons, gunpowder can be called a dimensionality-reducing strike.

Being able to create gunpowder means that he has the possibility to destroy his opponents.

However, it is hard to say how effective gunpowder can be for the Zhou Dynasty, a dynasty with warriors.

Yang Dong heard that warriors who practice to the extreme can become saints and gods, and can move mountains and fill seas.

Whether it is true or not is irrelevant for the time being, but with his current level of cultivation as a ninth-grade warrior, his strength, reaction, and physical strength are all more than ten times stronger than ordinary people.

Therefore, it’s hard to say how much of a threat gunpowder can pose.

I am still too weak!

Yang Dong sighed softly, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Manager Yang, something bad has happened!"