"Master, tell me how much you weigh, how much Zhang Yumeng weighs, and how much Krisna weighs. Each of you weighs my hair."
Yang Gan shook his hair with an innocent look on his face and said depressedly.
"Every time I get up, you guys are holding me down and my hair has fallen out a lot. Master, I'm only a few years old. What if I become bald when I'm in my twenties?"
Cao Wushuang stared at Yang Qian's hair for a long time and then said, "I know a person. His martial arts skills were average before, but since he went bald, he has become even more powerful."
"Here, has he become bald and become stronger?"
The corners of Yang Qian's mouth twitched fiercely.
At this time, Caihua knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, your medicinal bath is ready."
"How many barrels have you prepared?"
"Mr. Cao had instructions, so I prepared two barrels."
Yang Gan's eyes lit up, but the fatigue that followed forced him to cheer up.
"Yeah, I'll be there right away."
Facing Cao Wushuang, Yang Gan smiled and said, "Master, how about we work together to strengthen our muscles and bones? By the way, when will the next stage of Qi training be practiced?"
Cao Wushuang stood up, straightened his clothes, and said displeasedly, "You haven't learned to walk, but you want to learn to run? Just wait, when will all the joints be strengthened in the first stage before proceeding to the next stage."
"Otherwise, if the body's strength is not strong enough, it will not only fail to strengthen the body, but will also lead to the root of the disease. In severe cases, it will cause a loss of qi and blood, and damage the muscles and bones."
Yang Gan shrugged, it seemed that there was no shortcut.
When he walked to the door, Yang Gan turned around and said, "Master, how about you rub the fire-burning grease on me later? Krisna usually rubs it for me, and there doesn't seem to be anyone around me who has a good physique."
"I think Fei Lian is pretty good."
When Yang Gan thought about it, Fei Lian, who was full of beard, dipped his palms as big as palm leaves into fire fat and wiped them back and forth on his delicate body with a sinister smile on his face.
moment! ! !
Yang Qian couldn't help but shuddered and said awkwardly, "No, no need, Fei Lian is also very busy, so forget it."
Before Yang Gan could finish speaking, Cao Wushuang rushed out and walked toward the room with the barrels.
Yang Gan knew that Cao Wushuang took off his clothes first and then sank into the barrel, so he didn't care.
At this time, Cao Wushuang turned around and said, "It's easy for me to rub the fire and grease for you. You have to rub it for me too, and you can't tell anyone else."
Yang Qian was immediately overjoyed, "No problem, it's a deal."
Why refuse such a good treatment? Master, I am a modern person and I don’t care about this. But in other words, the master is a sultry type, otherwise her expression would freeze people to death.
However, the process of beating his muscles and bones was not as smooth as usual for Yang Qian. After only half an hour, he couldn't stand it anymore.
It's not that my muscles and bones can't bear it, but my eyelids are fighting, as if I'm really going to fall asleep.
Fortunately, Cao Wushuang was there, otherwise, he might have been drowned.
The next day.
Yang Gan got up with a tired look on his face, looked at the person next to him who was wearing nothing and showed off her attractive curves, and patted her on the shoulder.
"Master, why don't you get up?"
"That Huoliaozhi, it hurts too much."
"No way, haven't you used it before?"
Cao Wushuang had no intention of turning around and said, "That's because Krisna's hands are dishonest. After using it once or twice, it's useless."
Yang Gan shrugged. As long as there was no fight between women, he would hardly care about it.
After getting dressed, he took two violent blood pills and started beating his muscles and bones with the dragon-slaying knife.
After a while, I started eating some snacks.
The whole family was wearing armor. When the last mask covered his face, Yang Gan walked out of the lobby.
I saw a large number of soldiers and generals waiting outside.
Ran Jing cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the court troops outside the city have been assembled."
Yang Gan nodded and said, "Then all our border troops and surrendered soldiers will be pulled out and we will have a good look outside the city."
"Fei Lian."
"My subordinate is here."
"Go and escort all Dongwang's family over."
"promise!"
Caihua took two steps forward, handed Yang Gan some pieces of paper and said, "Your Majesty, this is the confession you want."
Yang Qian took a look at the confession and saw that there were very few words on it, just a few columns.
After reading it carefully, his eyes tightened and he took a breath.
"These are a bit poisonous, who wrote them?"
Caihua pointed at Li Tong, who was harmless to humans and animals next to him. Yang Qian understood. He didn't expect that what the counselor wrote according to his request was so poisonous.
After seeing their respective confessions, the faces of Madam and Dong Wang's sons had different expressions, but without a doubt, they all had a sullen look on their faces.
Yang Gan climbed up the city wall, held the microphone, and looked at the vast army outside the city. Among them were the Central Army of Chaoxian and veterans recruited locally from Yanmen County.
As well as the border troops led by Yang Gan, and finally the surrendered Dongfang Army.
Wang Jian stood near Yang Qian, not knowing what he was going to do. He just looked at the microphone in his hand with curiosity.
"My fellow soldiers, I am the governor of Yuntong County, Lord Wu'an Yang Qian. This civil strife has resulted in the loss of tens of thousands of our troops in Daxia, the destruction of countless fertile fields, and the displacement of countless people in Guizhou. Who are you to blame?"
Yang Qian's voice was deafening, and after being amplified by the sound system, it resounded throughout the world.
Immediately, the soldiers outside the city began to whisper to each other. Only the frontier troops did not change their military appearance at all. They were like sculptures, waiting for orders.
A man wearing a white prison uniform with disheveled hair was pulled to the city wall.
Yang Gan pointed at the people around him and said in an extremely hateful tone, "This is the king of the East Kingdom. He conspired to rebel for his own selfish interests. Because of him, our compatriots can only be buried here forever and cannot go home to reunite."
"Because of him, countless children who are crying for food have lost their father."
"Because of him, countless women have lost their husbands and their future lives have no guarantee."
"Because of him, countless old people no longer have sons to serve them, and they face the end of being homeless."
At this time, the atmosphere reached its peak when Yang Qian copied it. With a pale face, the lady took the microphone from Yang Qian's hand, took a deep breath and said with a confession.
"I am Mrs. Dong Wang. My husband wants to rebel for his own selfish interests. I have persuaded him early, but he does not listen. He not only rebels himself, but also incites the other six countries to rebel. What he has committed is a serious crime of treason."
One by one, the sons began to go up. Although some were doubtful, they were driven by the general situation and read all the confessions.
Wang Jian's eyes tightened slightly, and he suddenly seemed to understand what Yang Qian was going to do, but it was almost impossible to stop him.
Didn't you see the hatred in the soldiers' eyes? If you must stop them, it would be equivalent to pushing yourself against hundreds of thousands of soldiers. .
"The king has the ultimate enjoyment of living in the Chenji. He is entrusted with the treasured destiny of heaven and is covered by the two rituals. He is the parent of the omen. As a son and a minister, you must be loyal and filial. If you dare to hide evil, you will have a rebellious mind and rule. Going against nature and contrary to human principles is treason."
"The affairs of the world are not difficult to legislate, but difficult to implement. Today, as the chief general in suppressing the rebellion of the seven kingdoms, I sentence the King of the East to be beheaded, and I can execute it."
All the soldiers were frightened and inexplicable, weren't they being escorted to court?
Before everyone could turn around, Yang Qian nodded to a big man wearing a faceplate, who immediately stepped forward and pulled out the Su Tiedao.
The Sutie sword, with its cold light, was as light as nothing in the big man's hand. When the sword came out, no blood was even seen.
King Dong's head fell under the city gate.
All the soldiers in the entire pass and outside the city opened their mouths and were speechless.
"Father!!!"
Several Dongwang's sons were dumbfounded and cried one after another. Some even pointed at Yang Gan and cursed.
"Young thief, you don't keep your word."
"You won't die a good death, please promise us not to take my father's name~~~!"
Ran Jing frowned and nodded to the soldiers behind him.
One after another, the shining iron knives were pierced into the bodies of these young men, and the sound of cursing suddenly stopped in an instant.
Ran Jing nodded to his wife, "Please come with me."
As if she knew her end, the lady looked as usual and followed Ran Jing towards the back in a strange way.
Suddenly all the soldiers in the border army knelt on one knee.
"Wuan-kun, Wuan-kun~~~~!"
The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami comes and goes.
A general with red eyes pulled out his bronze sword and shouted, "We will surrender!"
"I'll give you my respect~~~!"
Yang Gan waved his hand, took the microphone and shouted loudly, "Of course, the King of the East has been crowned, and the whole army is ready. As long as the other six countries are defeated, our good days will come."
"It's finally almost over."
"Yeah, you can go home."
"But I guess I won't be able to catch up with spring plowing this year."
All the soldiers started talking about it.
A smile appeared on Yang Gan's lips, he finally figured it out. It was really difficult to kill a king.
In future generations, Nima, why do you need two swords to do something that can be done with one sword? Why do you need two guns to do something that can be done with one gun? Don’t bullets cost money?
Wang Jian walked over with an ugly expression, pulled Yang Qian aside and said hurriedly.
"Sir, why did you kill King Dong? But you know his surname is Ji Zhengshuo."
Yang Qian said indifferently, "Hey, it's not a pity for this kind of person to die. Should he be escorted to Chaoxian? The night is long and there are many dreams, and things will change later. Why not cut the knot with a quick knife and get rid of it once and for all?"
"Oh, I know, but, this is not in line with etiquette. If the king pursues it, I'm afraid..."
Wang Jian looked at Yang Qian, but did not say the second half of his words.
"It's a done deal, and I helped the king solve a hot potato. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the clan to explain."
In this era, the treatment of scholar-officials who rebelled was relatively good, because only ordinary soldiers died.
The King of the East was quite a thief, and he did not commit any crime against the squires, scholar-bureaucrats, and ministers in the areas he captured.
If during the rebellion, the families of the scholar-bureaucrats and officials were wiped out along the way, it would be difficult for them not to die.
It has to be said that everything Yang Gan said makes sense, and the king is also having a headache on how to deal with Dong Wang.
These days, there is no such thing as killing the nine tribes in the official laws.
If the King of the East is killed, what will happen to the county? He still has descendants. What if the descendants don't deal with it and become resentful? This is also a hidden danger.
So Yang Qian cut the knot with a sharp knife and directly solved all King Xia Wen's worries.
