Yang Gan, who took his cronies with him, spent half a day rushing back to Yuntong City. More than 10,000 Xia slaves were not brought back this time.
The army was stationed, and Yang Qian didn't want the auxiliary soldiers to bear too much labor. These slaves just had nowhere to go, and they could still get two meals a day at Baiyunguan.
Yang Qian was also unlucky. He met Gao Yushi just after the process. He was ashamed to say that since he took over as the county governor, he seemed to have never managed civil affairs. He rejected him last time and could not escape this time no matter what.
Helpless, Yang Gan could only be "kidnapped" by the officials of Yuntong County and brought to Yuelai Inn, where he gave the restaurant owner a knowing look.
The shopkeeper and the restaurant owner immediately went to the most expensive general, Lie. Anyway, it was Gao Yushi who was treating him, so the wealth would not go to outsiders.
At the banquet, everyone was changing glasses, and Yang Qian also accepted everyone who came. They were all from the same team.
He gave everyone a look when he came up, and how could he cooperate well in the future? In his subconscious, Yuntong was his foundation.
If the foundation is broken, no matter how good everything else is, it will be like a tree without roots.
Gao Yushi couldn't stop praising Yang Qian in front of the officials, big and small, and everyone carried the sedan chair.
Yang Qian also liked to hear it. Seeing the happy look on his face, everyone present liked it. Who wouldn't like such a county governor.
I thought I had to socialize as a middle-level manager at work, but I didn’t expect that in this ghost world, I still have to fucking socialize.
They are all waiting. When he becomes the king in the future, if anyone dares to let him go out to socialize, he will be killed. Wouldn’t it be nice to stay at home every day?
The sun hasn't set yet, and the sky is faintly tinged with fiery red.
Yang Gan dragged his tired body back to the mansion. After walking into the screen wall, he began to take off his armor piece by piece.
The mistress and Ah Fu wisely picked up the armor components one by one, cleaned them, dried them, and applied special oil. This was their job.
"Yang Qian, where's my money?" Before reaching the inner hall, Zhang Yumeng jumped out from nowhere, stretching out his little hand that kept twirling, with a smile on his face.
Yang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth. This posture was just like the posture he used to ask his mother for money.
"Isn't it just a thousand pieces of gold? I will treat you badly? Wait~~~!" Yang Qian boldly took out a box from the cellar under the inner hall and threw it on the ground.
Zhang Yumeng's eyes flashed. He didn't know it before, but now he has a deep enough understanding of the monetary system. One thousand gold, in real society, is ten million, which is a lot of money.
When she lifted it hard, she heard a "click~~~!"
Zhang Yumeng lay on the ground with a face full of pain, and grabbed the box with trembling hands. "Fuck, fuck, why is it so heavy?"
Yang Qian used his strong will to suppress his smile and pretended to be disdainful, "It's only a thousand gold pieces, which only weighs two stones. Can't you carry it?"
Zhang Yumeng was stunned and thought inwardly, "One seven equals seven, two seven forty-eight, March 8th Women's Day, May 1st Labor Day, June 1st Children's Day... I can't figure it out, why is it so heavy?"
Yang Gan suppressed his smile and prepared to go back to his room and take a good bath. After Baiyunguan was repaired, it was indeed more comfortable than living in the military camp.
There is a river next to it, but you can't take a bath every day. For Yang Gan, who has a slight mysophobia, is there anything more comfortable than going home and taking a bath?
Seeing Yang Qian was about to leave, Zhang Yumeng became anxious and said with pain on his face, "You are still not a man, I, I stepped aside, help, help me."
"200 gold~~~!"
...
"You're kidding." Yang Qian picked up Zhang Yumeng with one hand and grabbed the box with the other hand to the side room.
Krisna was packing her luggage again. When she saw Yang Gan walking in with Zhang Yumeng on his shoulders, she was surprised and said, "Yang Gan, so you like her?"
Yang Gan shrugged, "I like a hammer. She took my money and got away with it. You take good care of her."
"Well, don't worry." Krisna breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
Taking Zhang Yumeng from Yang Gan, he put her on the bed, roughly tore off her clothes, took out the medicinal wine, and wiped her constantly.
Medicinal wine, ointments, and medicinal powders, Krisna can be said to be fully equipped here, and she can keep up with Yang Gan's training. Injuries are just like a common occurrence, even after taking pills.
"Ah~~~Ah~~~~ It hurts." Zhang Yumeng, who was lying on the bed, looked back pitifully at Krisna, who had a frosty face.
"Don't worry, Yang Qian doesn't like me, you, you don't have to target me."
"Huh?" Krisna was displeased and used her big hand hard.
"Ah~~~~~!" Zhang Yumeng screamed again.
"Who told you that I like Yang Gan?" Krisna said angrily, but her words were a little gentler.
Zhang Yumeng was sweating profusely. He wanted to crawl away but was caught by Krisna. He couldn't move at all and had no choice but to beg for mercy.
"We are all women. I can see that you like Yang Gan, but so what, that guy has no interest in women."
Zhang Yumeng has now seen through that Yang Gan has no interest in women at all. He is famous for his long, dark hair. Straight men like his type, with plump hips, long hair, and a slim waist.
But Yang Qian is like that kind of herbivorous man who has no interest in women at all. I really didn't expect that there is such a person in the world. Could it be that he is carrying the mountain?
Krisna smiled, it turned out that she had misunderstood, and she instinctively defended herself with a few words, "Although I don't know why Yang Qian doesn't like women, I heard Qin Xiaoniang say that he is still young and doesn't care about men and women. "
"Small? Small in some way. Although she is shorter and prettier, she must be sixteen years old. She is already interested in women at sixteen. Don't lie to me for being ignorant."
"What if it's under ten years old?"
Krisna squinted her eyes, she was very confident, because only she and Belika had stayed by Yang Gan's side the longest, and even the personal maid Qin Xiangru didn't last as long as them, and they were worthy of traveling together.
Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened, and he murmured with disbelief on his face, "How is it possible, under ten years old? Impossible, how can there be a ten-year-old child like him, so..."
Zhang Yumeng can no longer describe it in words. In the world where he lives, what does it mean to be ten years old?
He is only in elementary school, either fifth or sixth grade. When such a child comes home, in addition to doing homework, his parents will do all the laundry, cooking, and cleaning. What's more, his parents' grandmother will pamper him.
But Yang Qian...it seems that there is nothing he can't do. General Zhenbei, County Sheriff, no matter which position is available, it is not something that a child can handle.
Regardless of Zhang Yumeng's surprise, Yang Qian returned to the bathroom, took a comfortable bath, and wiped off the water stains on his body with Qin Xiangru's service.
Yang Qian actually got used to the evil feudalism. Fortunately, he was a superior. If he had been a slave in time, it would have been miserable. He had no identity and could not do anything.
Lying on the carefully made lazy chair, the little cotton-padded jacket helped him beat his legs, while the little girl stepped on the fan.
He squinted his eyes and gradually fell into a slumber. As long as he was in the military camp, he felt like there would be a war all the time. Once the war came, instead of fear, Yang Gan felt more like excitement, the kind of excitement that makes people tremble. .
When the mood is high, it is impossible to rest well at night. Only after returning home can the whole body relax.
Qin Xiangru looked at Yang Gan carefully. She had never seen such a handsome and beautiful man. Why hadn't she noticed it before?
"Hmph, if you look at it again, your mouth will water." An unhappy voice sounded from the door.
Qin Xiangru was shocked and trembled. When she turned around, she suddenly showed an angry expression and whispered, "Why are you here? Didn't you see the young master resting again?"
Krisna glanced at Yang Gan, who was sleeping soundly, and lowered her voice a little, "You are Yang Gan's personal maid. Do you know how old he is?"
Qin Xiangru shook her head, "I won't say anything without the Young Master's permission."
"Belica and I both belong to Yang Gan, can't we even know this little secret?"
Sometimes people can't think too much. When they think too much, many things that they didn't pay much attention to before will be picked out.
Just like Yang Qian's youth, Krisna would never have considered this issue if Zhang Yumeng hadn't been chirping.
But who is Qin Xiangru? Not only does she know the details of Yang Gan, but the two of them sleep together every day. She values Yang Gan more than her own life, so how could she betray him?
"Water~~~~" an unhappy voice sounded.
When the two women turned around, they saw Yang Gan looking at the two of them faintly, with a very ugly look on his face, as if he had been woken up.
Qin Xiangru immediately poured cold water, and Yang Qian took the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "You two are finished. I finally came back to take a rest. What are you two arguing about? You want to rebel."
Qin Xiangru looked panicked and quickly wanted to explain. Yang Gan waved his hand, "No need to say anything, I understand."
Turning to look at Krisna, "Are you curious about my age?"
"Yeah, I've always wondered why a man as good as you doesn't find a woman. Aren't Belika and I beautiful?"
Krisna is not a girl from the Central Plains. In their country, it is normal for women to like men and take the initiative to express their feelings.
Good men and good women are both scarce resources. If you don't take the initiative, will you wait for the other person to chase you?
Yang Qian rubbed his face. He had enough troubles, but he still loved her. He didn't expect that Krisna actually liked him. It was too exaggerated.
The aesthetic tastes between the east and the west are quite different. People from the Central Plains think Krisna is ugly.
People on Krisna's side would also feel ugly when they see people from the Central Plains, but Krisna is more unlucky. After coming, Belika is the only one of her own race.
Surrounded by people from the Central Plains, to put it bluntly, even if you buy a pig's head and hang it on the beam, after looking at it for a while, the pig's head will become more handsome. It is purely a kind of subtle influence.
Thinking about Krisna's life and death with him, it didn't seem to matter if he told her. Yang Gan didn't realize at all that his kindness had not disappeared, but after more experiences, his heart would inevitably become harder.
