Seeing that life is getting better and better, a fucking beetle pops up to make myself uncomfortable.
If you give yourself another half year, it doesn't matter if you have food and grass, but the farming system has just been established, the food has just been planted, and the pigs, sheep, cattle and horses are still young, how can they supply the daily consumption of a hundred thousand troops.
Thinking of this, Yang Gan's face became increasingly ugly, and he suddenly slapped the table.
"Kacha~~~touch!"
The solid wood desk fell apart instantly under Yang Qian's palm.
Xin Zhao's eyes twitched as he looked at it. He would have to vomit blood if he was slapped with this palm.
Yang Qian walked around the room with his hands behind his back, the veins on his forehead beating constantly. When he traveled to the present, the hottest time would be now.
"Xin Zhao, who suggested it? I think he is tired of living and dares to stab me in the back." Yang Qian gritted his teeth viciously.
At this time, Xin Zhao was already mourning the man, and he didn't know what the master in front of him would do.
"Dongcao, Wang Lin."
Yang Qian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Are you talking about the thirteenth cao, the second cao under the Prime Minister's jurisdiction?"
"That's right."
Yang Qian understood in his heart that the Prime Minister had thirteen Cao Cao under his jurisdiction. The second Cao Cao was Dong Cao, who was in charge of the removal of two thousand officials, including military officials. All officials in the imperial court were appointed, dismissed, promoted or demoted through the Prime Minister's Secretariat. .
"That's not right, Xin Zhao, I have never had any grievances with this person. Cutting military expenditures is indeed beneficial to the country, but I only control one-tenth of the millions of soldiers in the country. Cutting my military expenditures is of no use. Besides, the current situation is not good. Taiping, I am afraid that it is untimely to propose a reduction in military expenditure without authorization." Yang Qian was puzzled.
"Pfft~~!" Xin Zhao couldn't help but laughed.
"Sorry, General, I don't usually laugh at others, but I couldn't hold it back just now and my throat felt a little itchy."
Yang Gan sneered, "I saw that your skin was a little itchy, so I asked, what's going on?"
"The person in charge of Dongcao is Wang Lin, the younger brother of the head of the powerful Wang family."
Yang Qian let out a fierce breath.
"Okay, if the assassination fails and you don't want to play dirty, you can do it in the temple instead? Xin Zhao, do you think the higher-ups will agree to such a proposal?"
Xin Zhao thought about it for a moment, but still shook his head, "I don't know. I heard that Dong Cao, the Prime Minister, has been very close to the Taiwei recently."
Yang Gan's eyes suddenly shrank, "It's troublesome."
The Prime Minister is not at odds with him, and he is still Ji Jie's man. If this is the case, doesn't it mean that they are trying to win over the Taiwei? To put it bluntly, the Taiwei is his nominal direct superior.
The Taiwei's words are still of great reference value to the king, mainly because they make sense. After all, the trouble of the Huns has been eliminated, and leaving a hundred thousand border troops is indeed a bit too much.
But for Yang Gan, an army of 100,000 is a bargaining chip. The bargaining chip to live in this troubled world, how can this be reduced at will?
"How about you go find Wang Jian and find a way to prevent the Taiwei from going to the Prime Minister's side. If nothing can be done, send me a letter again?"
"Okay, but what if the lieutenant really goes to the prime minister?" Zhao Xin understood that the task this time was very simple. Wang Jian was a hussar general with a salary of ten thousand stone per year.
However, if you don’t have ten thousand, you are afraid of the unexpected, so it is better to ask clearly.
"Oh, it's helpless. Wang Jian is also a subordinate of the Taiwei. I really have no choice but to delay it. As long as it waits until my grain harvest this season, it doesn't matter to me whether to cut military expenditures or not."
Yang Gan looked at him with burning eyes, and Zhao Xin understood that this was to ask him to submit a certificate.
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Thinking of all the humiliations that Young Master Jie had done to him, a surge of anger couldn't help but flow out. Yes, although Yang Qian was the first to deceive, as the Young Master, he should first ask the reason.
Who would have thought that he would be a loudmouth to himself without any explanation. This tone cannot be tolerated no matter what.
Zhao Xin raised his hands to Yang Qian and said, "General, don't worry, I will do my best."
Yang Gan nodded and asked, "What's going on with those people in the caravan? Wang Jian said it vaguely last time, so I didn't pay much attention to it."
Xin Zhao shrugged and said, "It's hard to say. The main reason is the language barrier. Although they have been here for a few months, they still speak awkwardly to us in the Central Plains."
"How many days are you planning to stay this time?" Yang Gan asked.
"After everything is done, we have to go back and report on our work. After all, there is nothing special happening now, so it's best to be safe and sound."
Yang Qian hated the fact that iron could not make steel and said, "Why are you so sincere? It took a lot of effort to come here and just stay in my village for a while. Anyway, you didn't say when you would go back."
"this....."
Yang Gan looked at his hand, pulled out a burr, and said impatiently, "I heard that old man Ouye has recently released a new weapon. Are you not going to take one?"
Zhao Xin asked curiously, "Is it possible that there is a weapon more powerful than Su Tiedao?"
"Of course. Although it's still called the Sutie Dao, the craftsmanship is different." Yang Qian asked Qin Xiangru to get a Sutie Dao and hand it to Zhao Xin.
"Ouch~~!"
When Zhao Xin pulled out the Su Iron Sword, he saw the cold light flashing, the wavy lines, and the extremely beautiful beauty of the sun standing before his eyes.
"This, this...why does it look like this?"
Yang Qian smiled proudly and said, "With the previous Su Tiejiao, after I chopped dozens of people, the blade would always start to become dull, and sometimes it would curl. But with this knife, cutting down hundreds of people is like chopping vegetables and melons. The most important thing is , can cut through dozens or twenty weapons without curling the blade."
Xin Zhao looked at the weapon in his hand in disbelief and kept stroking it, "Magical weapon, this kind of weapon must be extremely rare."
Yang Qian said naturally, "That's right, our border army only has a few hundred thousand."
"Pfft~~~!"
Zhao Xin was dumbfounded. He really didn't want to talk to Yang Qian, a beast like him, not to mention the people in the temple who were arguing every day.
Look at Yang Qian, he has an army of 100,000 people, many soldiers and generals under his command, he is famous for having many people, a lot of money, and a lot of equipment.
I heard that the king relies heavily on General Yang. As long as General Yang is at the border for a day, the family will at least have some concerns.
"This knife..." Zhao Xin looked at Yang Qian with a smile.
"That's all? I'll give it to you. You can live here for a while. I'll go get in touch with those people first."
Seeing Yang Gan about to go downstairs, Zhao Xin grabbed him and said, "I have never understood why you want this caravan? These people look so weird, I feel like they are not good people."
"Superficial... A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured. How can you define a person by his appearance alone?"
"I plan to ask about the origins of these people to see if there is any advantage I can take advantage of. Maybe they are people from other countries who strayed into the hinterland of our Central Plains."
"Other countries?"
Xin Zhao thought for a while. Apart from the Central Plains countries and some barbarians on their borders, he couldn't think of any country. It was probably a small country. Moreover, these people were not very tall, and their national power was probably not that strong. Where to go.
At this time, Mu Qing walked up and stretched. It was obvious that she was a little tired from writing essays all morning.
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Tired, when I saw a young general here, I instantly regained my usual calmness and indifference.
Yang Gan introduced, "Mu Qing, this is Zhao Xin. He used to be the eldest son of King Xia Wen and a subordinate of Ji Jie. He came to my place to cause trouble for me. Now we are good friends."
"Xin Zhao, this beautiful woman is my confidante. She must be good-looking."
Xin Zhao covered his head. He really didn't know how to introduce people. Wasn't he introducing himself in the direction of a bad person?
But then again, this woman is really incredibly beautiful.
Suddenly, Xin Zhao suddenly rang out and asked in surprise, "But Mu Qing, everyone Mu?"
Mu Qing cupped his hands and said, "I am Mu Qing, and no one dares to take it seriously."
Xin Zhao looked at Yang Qian with an extremely envious expression on his face and said, "General, what a good means, what a blessing."
"Nonsense, my vision, whenever something goes wrong, you just go to Zhuangzi and have a good look around, I will contact them first."
After saying that, he put his arms around Mu Qing's unusually soft waist and walked outside.
"Yang Gan, what are you taking me to see?"
Mu Qing enjoyed the feeling of being hugged by Yang Qian, but when she thought of Yang Qian's age and the respectful eyes of the people around her, she couldn't help but want to break away. After all, she was a woman, so she had to save some dignity.
"Don't make trouble. I'll take you to see people you've never met before. I happen to want to ask them sometimes."
After finding Lao Chen, under his guidance, a group of dozens of people were arranged in the newly built house, and everyone occupied several large houses.
There was a carriage parked at the door. Yang Qian looked at it carefully. The carriage was not the Central Plains style, and the shafts of the horses were completely different from the Central Plains style.
At this time, a middle-aged man from a foreign country came out, faced Yang Qian, put his right hand on his chest, bowed and said, "Master, I'm tired..."
...
Mu Qing's eyes widened, his ears pricked up, and he listened hard.
Yang Qianze looked helpless. There was no one who could speak Chinese in bulk. According to the time, he had been in the Central Plains for a few months. He should be able to communicate with others at the basic level.
If you can't communicate effectively, you'll be in trouble, but it's already here, so there's no reason to do nothing, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Qian was a little disappointed and cursed, "No one here can speak Zhongyuan dialect, otherwise you will be useless to me. If you are useless, I will drag you all to mine and mine until you die."
"My lord, my lord, I can, I can~~~!" I saw a woman with three feathers on her head running out.
The woman has fair skin, sunken eye sockets, a pointed chin, a high nose bridge, and thick eyebrows.
Yang Qian opened his mouth and took two steps back unconsciously, "Hot, Reba."
The woman knelt down directly on the ground, put her hands in the sky and placed them in front of her shoulders: "Your Excellency."
Yang Qian straightened his clothes in embarrassment and said calmly, "Tell me, who are you and where are you from? What is the purpose of coming to our Central Plains?"
Yang Qian's voice changed, and his eyes showed a hint of coldness, "If you tell the truth, life will be easier. If I find out, be careful about your life. Get up and answer."
The woman trembled, and Shi Shiran stood up, patted his chest with his right hand and said, "We are a caravan, coming from the distant Loulan. We were originally planning to go to Gumo to sell dried fruits, but we didn't expect that the road was washed away by rain and soil. Came to the Central Plains accidentally."
"We were chased by a group of soldiers just after we arrived in the Central Plains. They killed many of us."
The woman paused, her eyes red, "In panic, I came to the Xia Kingdom."
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