The beauty is half-makeup, with a thin layer of powder on her face. She is tall but has a curvy figure. When the clothes are removed, her skin is like snow. Without any powder, the color is like morning glow reflecting the snow.
Krisna sat astride the barrel, and immediately the water filled up and came out, leaving Yang Gan sluggish.
To say that Krisna is stunningly beautiful is an understatement.
"So far, you and Zhang Yumeng are the only ones who say I'm beautiful. Others think I look like an evil ghost." Krisna grabbed Yang Gan's arm and wiped it carefully with a towel.
Yang Qian stroked his delicate face with his other hand and said with a smile, "Do you like me?"
"Yeah, I like it. I feel like I'm falling in love with you."
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"Can't you be more subtle? We Central Plains people can't accept such a direct confession."
"Pfft~~~!" Krisna laughed. "I understand. It's been almost half a year since I came here. The civilization here is prosperous and it is indeed more advanced than ours. However, the people here are too reserved and I don't feel free at all. .”
"Freedom is relative. Without the constraints of rules, freedom means lawlessness. When one day everyone becomes lawless, it means that war is coming, and ordinary people cannot even guarantee their rights to life and death."
"That's right, but when I went shopping in the mansion, I saw a few people dueling in a secluded alley."
Yang Gan asked curiously, "Why is there no one on the street looking after it?"
"No one cares about it. It seems that no one cares about soldiers walking by." Krisna said without knowing why.
Yang Gan's eyes were filled with coldness. There were such lawless people in the area under his jurisdiction. He really thought he was dead.
But now is not a good time to deal with this matter. The top priority is the grassland matter.
"Yang Qian, Yang Qian, where are you?" Zhang Yumeng rushed in without hesitation.
Yang Gan squinted his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly, "Can you knock on the door before you come in next time?"
"Ah~~~~!" Zhang Yumeng immediately screamed when he saw Yang Qian and Krisna taking a shower together without any clothes on.
"Hey, hey, hey~~~What's your name? What's the matter? Just tell me?"
Zhang Yumeng's eyes were a little wandering, and he looked at his toes: "I have come up with many of the entertainment methods you asked me to think of. When will they be implemented?"
"Hey, you are quite considerate."
"This is not to prepare you for the list. I have to work hard to repay you."
Yang Gan waved his hand, "Stop it, your words are too beautiful, I'm a little uncomfortable with it, just say it directly."
"That's eating. Since ancient times, food has been the most important thing for people. We need to come up with some new things to attract everyone. After eating, you can listen to songs, drink tea, and go to the garden in the afternoon. If conditions permit, you can build more tiles. Leave the hook behind."
"Washe Goulan?"
Yang Qian looked at Zhang Yumeng in surprise, "Goulan? You also know Goulan."
"Isn't it just a brothel? What's the big deal? I often go to the cockfighting place. It's very lively. There are some bars. Business is done in broad daylight. Men and women are in a mess. It's hard to miss."
Zhang Yumeng pouted. He was not a child, so there was nothing to avoid.
"Well, go on."
"In Washe Goulan, you can listen to books, sing, play, watch acrobatics, shadow puppets, and dance. You can also find a teahouse to drink tea and chat. Once more people open the shop, the curfew can even be lifted."
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Yang Gan frowned and touched his smooth chin, "Cancel the curfew?"
"Yes, cancel the curfew, otherwise no matter how many entertainment options you have, you still have to work during the day, right?"
"It doesn't matter. Now that etiquette and music have collapsed, it doesn't matter whether there is a curfew or not. This is easy to deal with."
"That's no problem. Anyway, there are so many entertainment activities, so many that I can't even count them all."
Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction. These are his weaknesses. "You compile them into a book and make two copies, one for you and me."
Zhang Yumeng nodded happily. Suddenly she seemed to think of something, and her whole face drooped. "Um, I, I can't write."
"Didn't I ask you to learn to write? Go find Xiao Yu. Her handwriting is beautiful and beautiful. Learn from it."
"Hmm~~~!" Zhang Yumeng walked to the door, turned around and said with a smile, "Can I ask you something?"
"explain."
"Krisna is so tall. If you play kissing, hugging and lifting her up, who will hug whom?"
A towel flew out directly. Zhang Yumeng was startled and immediately ran outside.
"You fight me all day long, and sooner or later she will piss you off." Yang Gan shook his head in a funny way. What was he saying just now, mocking his short legs?
"Are you really only eight years old?"
"Well, he'll be nine in less than a month."
Even though she knew Yang Qian's age, she still found it incredible, "I don't know how you grew up."
"Master, is it convenient?" Xiao Yu's voice sounded outside the door.
"Only you?"
"Yes."
"come in."
Xiao Yu opened the door and just walked inside, his expression suddenly changed and his eyes became panicked.
"What's the matter?"
"The message General Tian Zong sent to inquire has received a reply. The king has sent a hundred thousand troops to support and will arrive in three days."
"Who is the leader? I need specific information."
Xiao Yu took the information and read, "Zhao Xin, 22 years old, General Anxi, came from a poor family. He became a disciple of Prince Jie at the age of 16. He fought with both Shang and Liao. He is a practical warrior and belongs to the military strategist."
Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction. After all, Tian Zong used his own format, and the information was clear at a glance.
He sneered, "I didn't expect Young Master Jie's hand to stretch out so fast."
"Master, do you want to take precautions?" Xiao Yu was a little nervous. Chaoxian was the capital city. No matter what the purpose was, one thing was clear. Yang Qian had officially entered the court's sight.
"Precaution? I don't dare to say that in other places. In my three-thirds of an acre, if there is a dragon, it must be coiled by me, and if it is a tiger, it must be laid down by me. Xin Zhao? I won't be afraid even if Demacia comes."
"Demacia?" Xiao Yu was confused.
"Any other news?"
"There are rumors that Xin Zhao comes from a poor family, but he liked to dance with swords and guns since he was a child. Over the years, every time the farmer harvests, as long as he is not on an expedition, he will go home to help his parents. He is considered a filial son."
Yang Qian picked up the wine glass from the table next to him and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes determined, "Soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover it. Since ancient times, it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son, but people from a poor family are the best to conquer."
Yang Gan's confident eyes immediately infected Krisna. She felt that as long as Yang Gan thought there was no problem, then no matter what purpose this person had, he had better be obedient here, otherwise he would die very ugly.
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The next day, Yang Gan came to the gathering place of Dangxiang people to check. People were brought by themselves. If anything happens, they will be blamed on themselves, so they must be cautious.
Yeli and his son were also very enthusiastic and introduced some traditions and handicrafts of the clan.
There were also some members of the tribe engaging in sports such as wrestling outside some tents. Some people were thrown directly to the ground, making a muffled sound of "bumping", but they still refused to admit defeat. The folk customs are brave.
In a slightly larger tent, Yang Gan and several others sat on the ground, with lamb legs and kumiss in front of them.
Picking up the wine bowl and taking a sip, Zhang Yumeng's eyes lit up, "Hey, this wine is softer than the Huns'."
"Hahaha, this little lady is right. The Huns' kumiss is too strong for most people, let alone the Central Plains people." Ye Litan said with a smile.
Yang Gan gave Krisna a wink, and the latter took out the water bag and handed it to Ye Litan, "Chief, this is the wine brewed by us Central Plains people. It's named General Lie. Try it?"
Ye Litan has no doubt that he has it. People from the Central Plains are famous for not being able to drink alcohol. Even if they can drink alcohol, the taste tends to be softer.
After pouring out the wine, the father and son were stunned at the same time. If it weren't for the strong aroma of wine, they would have thought it was water. It was too clear.
The father and son drank it all at the same time. Yang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself, "Awesome, I drank the whole bowl of liquor."
The white wine went into their throats, and both of them blushed immediately. After a long time, Ye Litan suddenly shouted, "Good wine."
"Hahahaha, General Yang, is this a lot of wine? Can you sell us some."
From the border of Liao State to here, after trekking through mountains and rivers, everyone is tired and exhausted, so it is okay to drink some good wine, which can just soothe everyone's mood.
Yang Gan smiled and said, "This wine is brewed with grain, and it consumes a lot of grain. It is more expensive, but I will personally give you some. It will be no problem for you to drink it at least once."
Ye Litan was silent, poured another bowl of wine, and tasted it carefully. After a long time, he glanced at a few of his men, waved his hands, and they went off knowing the current affairs.
Yang Qian said, "My subordinates are all my own people. Leader Yeli might as well say what he has to say."
Ye Litan put down the wine bowl and said, "Good wine. General Yang will tell you what he has to say. You gave us land and food and drink. Although we prairie people have little culture, we still know that no one will be nice to us without any reason."
"clever."
"I would like to ask, is life easy on the grassland?"
Ye Litan pursed his lips, as if thinking of something bad, and sighed, "We nomads live in pursuit of water and grass, and our lives depend entirely on the sky."
"If there are no natural disasters, life will go by. Once there are natural disasters, we may lose more than half of our cattle and sheep, there will be less food, and the population will naturally decrease."
"Since it's so bitter and cold, why not join our Xia Kingdom and live together with our Xia Kingdom, farm the land, and eat food? You are good at raising cattle and sheep, and you can also train war horses. Why worry about not having the skills to eat?"
"In a strong city, it can not only resist natural disasters, but also man-made disasters."
Ye Litan was dumbfounded for a moment and looked at Yang Gan blankly. It was obvious that he wanted to eat his own tribe.
Let’s not talk about whether what he said makes sense. It is impossible for his tribe to integrate into the Xia Kingdom.
"What if I say no?" Ye Litan said pretending not to care.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and you could hear a needle drop.
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