When two smokers smoke together, they always have endless topics to talk about.
Feeling the choking taste of nicotine, these actors did not dare to be presumptuous at all, because this is the core place of Yuntong County.
It is the residence of Lord Wu An. According to rumors, anyone who dares to confront Lord Wu An is basically dead.
"Hey, are you right? I really doubt your sexual orientation. Generally speaking, when a woman looks at a woman, the more beautiful she is, the angrier she becomes. Why are you different from a normal woman?"
Looking at Zhang Yumeng, who was smoking a cigarette with a squinting expression on his face, Yang Qian felt strange to death.
Zhang Yumeng pointed at the actor, tilted her head and whispered, "Look, these girls are only fifteen or sixteen years old. They can't hide the collagen on their faces and they have good figures."
"I'm surprised. In my previous life, there were a lot of airports for women in big cities. Look here, all of them are C or above. Tsk, tsk, tsk, is it possible that you have to look at your figure to be an actor?"
Yang Qian's mouth widened and his eyes straightened. He was not looking at the actor but at Zhang Yumeng, as if he had met her on the first day.
Without revealing his expression, Yang Qian moved slightly away from Zhang Yumeng, his eyes getting weirder and weirder, and he suddenly seemed to think of a piece of gossip from the past.
One time, Yang Qian just finished beating a handful of chickens and was going to take a rest. Unexpectedly, a message was pushed on his phone.
It was said that Zhang Yumeng's masterpiece was finished. After celebrating in the evening, he walked out of the hotel, hugging another woman and looking intimate.
Then there were a lot of speculations and the like. Yang Qian was just bored at the time and watched the beginning, but then he stopped paying much attention.
After all, in the information age, if a piece of news does not have constant promoters, it can easily be lost in the ocean of information.
It was just such a small piece of news, and it didn't take long for Yang Qian to forget all about it. After all, sometimes he had to check Douyin, and time was precious.
Yang Qian tentatively said, "I heard that once after the TV series was finished, you came out of the hotel and went to another hotel very affectionately with a woman."
Zhang Yumeng's expression suddenly changed, and he came over to him. Yang Qian was so frightened that he leaned back and held his hands tightly on the floor.
"You, what are you looking at? It's not very affectionate."
"I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense. We are not very affectionate."
The corners of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, okay, don't be nervous."
"I'm not nervous. Don't talk nonsense about being intimate."
Looking at Zhang Yumeng's panicked face, Yang Gan smiled awkwardly, "Your cigarette ashes are going to fall into my eyes."
Zhang Yumeng was stunned and quickly flicked the cigarette ash into the lacquerware, becoming a little nervous.
Seeing Zhang Yumeng's expression, Yang Qian was a little panicked and waved his hands to the actors. Suddenly, the music stopped and all the actors quickly backed away.
Although it looks like the fifth floor, it is very large. There are not to mention dozens of actors, but it won't look too crowded.
Nowadays, the population is small, and the land in remote areas is really worthless. In addition, it is Yang Gan's private property, so he can build as much as he wants.
Yang Gan helped Zhang Yumeng, who was a little nervous, into the room. The girls looked at each other, completely unaware of what was happening.
In the room, Yang Ganqi asked, "What did you just do? I'm just curious, are you so sensitive?"
Zhang Yumeng's distracted eyes gradually focused, and after taking a few deep breaths, she said quietly, "It's nothing, I just thought of some bad things."
Seeing Zhang Yumeng clutching his chest tightly, Yang Gan's brows jumped wildly, "Please be gentle, if you squeeze it again, it will explode."
Zhang Yumeng squeezed twice more angrily, frowning, obviously confused by anger.
"Yang Gan, did you say before that as long as you are here, I can do anything, even if I poke a big hole in the sky, it doesn't matter."
"Well, that's right, I said, wait..."
Yang Qian was stunned, waved his hand and said, "You don't want to build an atomic bomb to kill people who don't like it, do you?"
Zhang Yumeng angrily hit him, "You're sick."
, let me tell you seriously. "
"Okay, okay, I'll listen."
"That's good. Anyway, I just want to do what I like. Just like the actors performing today, I like them very much, especially the young actors. I just like to stare hard at them. Do you have any objections?"
Yang Qian pursed his lips and shook his head quickly, "No objection, I support whatever you want to do with both hands and feet."
Just kidding, Zhang Yumeng has helped me so much. Let's not talk about whether she will get married in the future. Just because of this friendship, I have to treat her well.
"Okay, when I'm bored, it's okay to ask some vaudeville troupes and actors to perform for me, right?"
Yang Qian thought for a while and nodded, "No problem, but I have to investigate the details of some of the performance groups you called."
"Is this~~~ too exaggerated?"
Yang Gan's eyes were sinister and he said softly, "In this world, the number of people who want to kill me exceeds at least four digits, and there are three digits of people in high positions. Don't you think about it?"
Zhang Yumeng couldn't help but shudder. Unknowingly, Yang Gan had offended so many people. Suddenly she wanted to slap herself, but she refused to persuade him.
"If I had known, I would have advised you, what are you doing by provoking so many people? Alas, I am living in fear."
Yang Gan smiled and said, "You're trying to persuade me? If you have something fun to do, aren't you always fanning the wind and lighting will-o'-the-wisps? In fact, from a historical perspective, if something offends someone, then just do it to the end, and you won't offend anything. It won’t end well in the end.”
"Then when are you going to reduce the number of enemies? It's not a problem to have more and more enemies."
Yang Qian waved his fingers at Zhang Yumeng, who had no choice but to hand over a cigarette.
"Click~~~!"
After lighting the cigarette, he took a deep puff, holding the cigarette at the corner of his mouth. Yang Qian rested his head on the pillow with his hands in a defiant expression.
"Don't worry, I won't be around for long. I have my own way to go. I will kill anyone who blocks my way. When there is no one in front of me, I will succeed. At that time, our safety will be It’s also guaranteed.”
After finishing their cigarettes, the two of them put out their cigarette butts. Yang Qian said, "How about you take a break, and I will raise these actors to perform specifically for Zhuangzi?"
"Anyway, just don't bore me. If you raise a performance troupe, you'll be rich."
"It's only a dozen mouths, but I can still make a living." Yang Gan made an OK gesture and walked out of the door.
At this time, in the living room, the girls were sitting together and chatting with each other. At this time, Krisna came over mysteriously and looked around with a thief expression on her face.
It's just that such a big figure and the obscenity revealed make people feel strange no matter how they look at it.
After being pulled to the balcony by Krisna, Yang Qianqi asked, "What are you doing? You are not a good soldier and you plan to become a thief?"
Krisna bit her lip, with a rare hint of shyness and embarrassment on her face.
He clenched his hands tightly, relaxed, and then clenched them again. His fingers turned slightly white, as if he had made a major decision.
"Huh~~~!"
Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just want you to see the scenery. Look at how beautiful the scenery is."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the house, leaving Yang Qian alone in the wind.
"What's going on today? Why is everyone going crazy?"
Yang Gan shook his head, returned to the study, and began to write down a plan. There were many things to do, and he had to write them down.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and it is written in simplified Chinese characters, so there is no fear of anyone peeking. Some of them are recorded in the current writing. Those using the characters here are actually drafts of official documents.
I saw that most of them were written in the draft.
"Instruct, Gao Yushi, to supervise the construction of the granary..."
"Order, Wu Gaolang, to supervise the construction of the canal..."
"Order, Jinghuai, to supervise the construction of the straight road..."
Wait, Zero Zero Total Total, it’s like a summary report.
These official documents will be sent to the county magistrate's office after being baked, and then executed by specialized personnel.
Chaoxian.
King Xia Wen packed his luggage. This time he couldn't stay any longer. He was ready to go to Yuntong County when he felt better.
At this time, Zhan Taizhe, the imperial censor, walked into the inner hall, bowed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, there is a piece of gossip today."
Don't think that the imperial censor is one of the three princes, as if he is very high-ranking. In fact, the censor is the king's eyes and ears.
He is responsible for inquiring about information and telling it to the king, so as not to become deaf or blind and be deceived by the people below. Of course, it depends on whether the king believes what he says.
King Xia Wen sighed and said, "Is it about cutting down the vassal? Isn't it enough to chop off the heads of more than a dozen people?"
After hearing the rumors, King Xia Wen immediately followed Yang Qian's suggestion and placed more than a dozen people in the court and the army. He found some excuses and killed them directly. Invisibly, he had an explanation with the counties and could also Reduce the influence of gate valves.
At this juncture, it's hard to say anything about the clan. This mute has to eat even if he doesn't want to eat. Otherwise, if he resists, wouldn't it mean that the clan and the county will not be able to deal with it?
Zhan Taizhe said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, it's not about cutting down the vassal. It's about Lang Zhongling's son getting into a fight with someone else."
"A fight? Haha, it doesn't matter if men fight."
Suddenly he turned aside and asked hurriedly, "Isn't it a murder?"
Zhan Taizhe nodded silently.
"You bastard, you are so brave. You dare to kill someone in Chaoxian. Someone..."
Before King Xia Wen finished speaking, Zhan Taizhe bravely said, "Yes, it was Young Master Xi who led Meng Heng to beat the man to death."
King Xia Wen's face turned dark instantly. After one of his sons finally got better, the other son gave him a headache again.
"What do you say Xiuwen?"
Qu Xiuwen smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think we can send Young Master Xi and Meng Heng to the border areas, and the deceased will be compensated with money, grain or land."
King Xia Wen shrank his eyes. He clearly asked him to step down, so how could he risk his death?
Suddenly King Xia Wen was stunned and said immediately, "Are you talking about Zhao'er?"
