"Oh? I don't know that. Can you tell me?"
"Kill the prince and behead him for the crime."
Yang Gan nodded and glanced at Krisna, who immediately understood and put down the long knife in her hand.
Wei Yangjun breathed a long sigh of relief and unconsciously touched the sweat on his forehead. At that moment, he even felt the breath of death.
Yang Qian cupped his hands and said, "Wei Yangjun, I have something to ask you?"
"Humph, tell me? If you ask for mercy, you will be spared. I must take that bitch away today, and by the way, these two barbarian women, or I will destroy the farm." Wei Yangjun gritted his teeth, with a flash in his eyes. A little fiery.
"I would like to ask, what crime should the county guard be guilty of if he attacks General Xia?"
Wei Yangjun thought about it carefully and said, "It must be considered treason."
"Okay, Wei Yangjun actually admitted it, so I feel relieved. Haven't you been asking me who I am? Listen, I am the general of Daxia Zhenbei, the governor of Yuntong County, Yang Qian."
Yang Gan's expression changed and he said loudly, "Wei Yangjun, attacked the general and county guard of Daxia, and sent evil slaves to attack my farm. He should be punished for his crime."
"Wei Yangjun, please obey the law obediently."
Wei Yangjun was horrified. Yang Qian was very powerful and powerful. He had heard rumors about this person in court, and even rumors about him had spread among various vassal states.
"You, I didn't know you were Yang Qian. We all serve the country. Governor Yang doesn't have to do this."
"How dare you, I will make you commit suicide today."
Wei Yangjun was shocked and said hurriedly, "You, what do you want to do? If you can't beat the doctor, you can't lynch me, otherwise..."
Yang Gan showed an innocent expression, "Oh, Wei Yangjun, don't worry, I will send you on your way happily. If I kill you, it won't be considered a punishment, right?"
"etc....."
Before Wei Yangjun could finish speaking, Yang Qian clenched his right fist and raised it high, and struck Wei Yangjun's head with unparalleled force.
"Pfft~~~~Kacha!"
I only saw Wei Yangjun's head rotated 180 degrees back, his cheeks were sunken, and his whole body was spinning like a top and was knocked four to five meters away.
After a "pop", there was no more sound.
Krisna twitched the corner of her mouth. After fighting with the bear, her strength became stronger. If she had time, she would also go and fight a bear.
Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened and he asked Fei Lian, "Then, is that Wei Yangjun dead?"
Fei Lian's eyes were fixed on Wei Yangjun's body. Although it was a bit far away, there was no hot breath in his mouth and nose, and there was no ups and downs in his belly. Instantly, a feeling of terror swept through his body.
With a bitter look on his face, he said, "Dead."
Zhang Yumeng jumped out immediately, walked to Wei Yangjun's body, kicked it with his feet, and looked at Yang Gan in disbelief, "You, you punched him to death?"
Yang Qian bared his teeth and covered his right shoulder, shaking his arm slightly, "Huh? What's the matter? I only used less than half of my strength for such rubbish."
"Oh my god, if you use all your strength..."
"Forces interact with each other. I'm full and holding on?"
Zhang Yumeng was stunned and murmured, "Yes, my hand hurts too."
Fei Lian immediately stepped forward, bowed his hands, and said in shock, "Sir, are you Governor Yang? The common people are so blind that they can't even recognize you. I really didn't expect it."
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"I didn't expect that the mighty and powerful Governor Yang was not an eight-foot strong man?" Yang Gan said with a smile.
Fei Lian touched his head in embarrassment and showed a simple expression on his face, "There are rumors that Commander Yang is one foot tall and one foot in waist. He can eclipse one stone per day and ride a big Si."
"The height is one foot and the waist is also one foot. That's a square shape." Yang Qian twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Fei Lian, do me a favor."
"Please give me your instructions, Lord Sheriff."
"You are my disciple, so you should call me master or son. However, my disciples always call me master. You and Yu'er go to Wei Yangjun's mansion together..."
After Yang Gan called Xiao Yu over, he said softly, "Investigating Wei Yangjun's various evil deeds, and..."
"And his family property?" Xiao Yu said with a smile.
Yang Qian squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth to the back of his head. After taking the tiger talisman from Zhang Yumeng's hand, he smiled and said, "You know me, Yu'er. I'll give you the tiger talisman. Take someone with you before you go."
"promise!"
After Yang Gan took everyone back, Fei Lian smiled at Xiao Yu and said, "Miss Xiao, let's go!"
"Go? Where to go?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.
Fei Lian was puzzled and said loudly, "Didn't the young master ask us to go to Wei Yangjun's mansion?"
"Hey, please speak softly." Xiao Yu sighed and said, "There are hundreds of troops in Zhuangzi. Wait until they have eaten and drank enough, then take the carriage and go to Wei Yangjun's mansion. Otherwise, how will the valuables be transported back? Moreover... ......."
Fei Lian was shocked, Nima, this is going to be a house raid. Judging from the tacit understanding between the two of them, they must be habitual offenders.
Xiao Yu has his own plan. Should he confiscate his home, confiscate his home, or kill his whole family after his home is ransacked? There are so many choices and he is so confused.
Yang Gan led everyone towards the house. It was extremely cold outside. It would be time to eat soon, and he didn't know what to eat tonight.
Along the way, King Xia Wen jumped out and said with a look of disbelief on his face, "Sir, did you really kill Wei Yangjun?"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Oh, you are in big trouble. Wei Yangjun and the Prime Minister are related by marriage, and his family is very powerful..."
"Isn't it illegal to attempt to assassinate the county governor?"
"That's what I say, but the punishment is not good enough for a doctor. No matter what, he is still a scholar-official."
"I haven't been punished. It's not like a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Then I will kill him. This will not only fulfill the national law but also preserve the dignity of the scholar-officials."
King Xia Wen and the other four immediately opened their mouths.
"He has a point."
"Yeah, I feel the same way."
"I feel like when he said this, we were speechless..."
King Xia Wen gave Qu Xiuwen a look, and the latter immediately understood. He cupped his hands in front of Yang Gan and said, "Sir, I would like to ask you something. Is it convenient now?"
"Old song, we are so familiar with each other. We have nothing to ask for. Let's discuss it with each other. But I just used too much force and the wound seems to be broken. I want to go back to the room to rest. Come together during dinner. I will treat you all to a banquet. how?"
Yang Qian clutched his shoulder, it was so sore that it really made him lose his energy.
"Young Master's injuries are so recurring, it's better to listen to Zhang Xiaoniang and not take action." Qu Xiuwen said with concern.
Zhang Yumeng jumped immediately
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He came out and complained to King Xia Wen and others, "I told him not to do anything, but he just didn't believe it. With his physique, he could heal in ten days, but now he's bleeding."
King Xia Wen frowned. He didn't want his son to have any sequelae, so he couldn't help but persuade him, "Yes, Young Master, I won't do anything if I can, and I'll tolerate him for ten days and a half."
"Oops, ouch, it's so verbose, just like an old lady, okay, I get it." Yang Gan picked his ears and walked towards the house with a nonchalant look on his face.
Although I find it verbose, I feel warm in my heart. It feels good that someone cares about me, which adds a touch of warmth to this severe cold.
When entering the room, the warmth and cold create a strong sense of temperature difference, making people unable to help but feel nostalgic for the inside of the room.
After all, this is not a mansion. Fujiko Jin lives downstairs, and the other girls can live wherever they want. However, for the convenience of Yang Gan to entertain guests, everyone usually lives downstairs, and only Zhang Yumeng lives upstairs.
She often shouts that she likes to live in high places. Others don't understand, but Yang Gan understands. In big cities, buildings with ten floors or less are collectively called low-rise buildings. The higher they are, the better the scenery and the wider the field of vision.
"Oh, Yang Gan, can you please stop taking off your clothes and scattering them everywhere... Mink fur cloaks are not cheap, okay?"
Seeing Yang Qian taking off his clothes randomly again, Zhang Yumeng's obsessive-compulsive disorder immediately came to him.
"Oh, don't worry about the clothes. Come and take a look for me. Is there a crack in the back of my shoulder?" Yang Gan was so depressed. How could clothes be more important than himself?
After Zhang Yumeng hung the clothes on the hanger, she came behind Yang Qian and peeled off the gauze. When she saw the blood leaking from inside, she couldn't help but breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"It's bleeding, but not bleeding. It's okay, as long as there is no suppuration."
Zhang Yumeng came to the balcony and saw jars of wine on display. After opening the jar, he saw a thick layer of ice floating on top of the wine.
He endured the cold, grabbed the ice cubes and threw them downstairs. After sorting them, he brought the jar in and soaked a piece of clean linen in it.
Yang Qian shrugged his nose and said in surprise, "Damn it, did you really get alcohol to do it? How did you do it?"
"Are you stupid? Don't you know about the wine you make? I don't know if there was liquor in ancient times, but I know that distilled liquor can reach over 60°. If it is distilled further, the alcohol content will probably not increase much."
"But the freezing point of water is just below zero, and the freezing point of alcohol is -117°. If you throw the wine can outside the house and freeze it overnight, the water will freeze. Throw it away, and the rest will be alcohol. Of course, the purity cannot be 100%, estimated to be over 90%, but it’s enough.”
Yang Gan couldn't help but turn his head and give Zhang Yumeng a thumbs up, "That's amazing. Do you know this kind of unpopular knowledge?"
Zhang Yumeng was surprised and said, "Isn't this common sense?"
"Common sense, you know. Ordinary people don't know if it's good or not. Who throws liquor in the refrigerator when they're full? But it seems like you can only make this in winter."
Zhang Yumeng wrung out the linen and put it on Yang Gan's wound.
"Hiss~~~Ah!!!!!"
After Yang Gan howled, he suddenly covered his mouth, and his expression immediately changed. It wasn't pain, it was at most half pain, and the other half was coldness.
"Who told you that you can only purify alcohol in winter? Just make ice with saltpeter. Alas, the cost is getting higher and higher. Unfortunately, I can't synthesize ethanol for the time being, but there is still hope that the cost will come down."
Yang Gan's eyes widened, "Really? How to do it?"
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