"Dudududu!!"
"Hello, I'm Yang Gan."
Tian Zong's voice sounded immediately, with a hint of panic.
"Your Majesty, everyone in Mu has already sent a message."
Yang Qian took a deep breath. He was complicated when dealing with Tian Zong. Was Tian Zong the one who introduced him into the military system, or the one who could gain a firm foothold in Yuntong County?
Without Tian Zong, his original situation might have been even worse. If Tian Zong was a stumbling block for him, he would be even worse off.
"Tian Zong, I am very disappointed with what happened this time."
"Your Majesty, Zi Jin is usually very busy. He usually goes to the Western Regions for two or three months, and then comes back to repair for half a month before continuing. This time, he has not come back for more than two or three months. I have someone call to inform who I thought the phone was found right where I was staying, and I didn’t know until someone from the Amagari Division came to report it.”
Hearing Tian Zong's words, Yang Qian was a little disappointed. Anyone who makes a mistake will try their best to find excuses. This is not cunning, but an instinctive trend.
In the position of Tian Zong, he dared to say such words. Yang Qian felt that this person was unable to bear the heavy responsibility. In this life, the position of county guard was already the ceiling.
For officials, especially those at the county level, Yang Qian has very high requirements. If his instincts and thinking are no different from ordinary people, then he is not worthy of staying in this position and enjoying the imperial salary.
Perhaps hearing that Yang Qian didn't speak, Tian Zong's voice gradually became desperate. Was he an idiot? As soon as he spoke, he knew that he was wrong, but it was hard to stop.
"Your Majesty, I, I was wrong!"
"To what extent do you understand the matter? Please don't tell me that you didn't take any action after Zijin disappeared?"
A chill flashed across Yang Gan's eyes. Tian Zong couldn't possibly not know how important Teng Zijin was to him. If he didn't take it seriously at all when Zi Jin disappeared, how much attention and respect would he have to himself?
"Your Majesty, I have sent thousands of soldiers, disguised as caravans, to the countries in the Western Regions to collect information. I will follow Zijin's route each time and inquire along the way."
Tian Zong paused and said helplessly.
"Because the countries in the Western Region only have business relations with us, and the fragile communication has only been established in recent times, but there has been no communication at the national level."
"If you let the army march out rashly and make a big noise, I'm afraid it will be in danger if Zijin is captured."
Yang Gan raised his head, his eyes closed tightly, and his brows were furrowed like cross-eyed ones.
To be fair, Tian Zong has not made any achievements in the pattern, nor has he made any progress. He has no way to designate strategies according to the needs of the situation.
"I want to know the news about Zi Jin within a month, at any cost. If there is any inconvenience, if someone finds out about it in a smaller city, or if there is any inconvenience, I can just kill him." , except for one or two big foreign countries, there are not many people in the Western Region, so you don’t need me to teach you."
Yang Gan sighed deeply.
"Old Tian, Zijin saved my life. For me, he traveled all over the country. For me, he went deep into the grasslands to search for information from the Huns. If he is really in danger now, I will be his only life-saving straw. Understand?"
"Your Majesty, I understand!"
"If you are short of manpower, tell me directly. The Polu Army, Yufeng Army, and Xuanjia Army need people and money. If it doesn't work, I will turn over the entire Western Region to find Zijin."
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"
"promise!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Qian slowly squatted on the ground, covered his forehead, and kept stroking his hair back.
"Wine~~~!"
Qin Xiangru immediately brought in two more bottles of wine from outside.
Here, the young master was leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground. With his eyes straight, he picked up the wine and started drinking.
A deep sense of powerlessness arose from Yang Qian's heart, and his eyes gradually became fierce, filled with murderous intent.
If it was in his previous life, Yang Qian would have been helpless even if he was wronged. Life is like this, and he still has a mortgage, so who would dare to go against the leader.
Those who can confront the leader are either heartless noobs, or they have a way out and will just resign.
Although Yang Gan was sure to find a job within three months after resigning, there was a vacuum period after all. If he didn't find it, it would be troublesome to cut off his salary.
Moreover, I went to another place and wanted the salary and benefits of the current company all at once. It is probably too much. I am afraid it will be difficult to restore the current income if I don't wait for two or three years.
Therefore, in reality, people like Yang Qian who are burdened by mortgage loans can only suffer without clearing their grievances.
But after this era, that is no longer the case.
How dangerous was the situation when you first arrived? A scholar-bureaucrat from a border county dared to openly assassinate the prince. Can you imagine how arrogant the family must be?
Since you don't want to be dignified, Yang Qian will be lawless. Anyway, he only has one life. Even if he dies in the end, he will bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.
Finally, after many years of hard work, Yang Qian not only killed all the local scholar-officials who were against him, but also gained his own strong family background.
Gradually, the qualities of a superior person such as confidence, structure, vision, and bearing were revealed. Ever since the three grassland tribes were exterminated.
Yang Qian's heart swelled, but he also understood one thing after several desperate actions and being beaten back to his original form by Long Daoyuan in several hard fights.
That is, as long as you hold on, don't waste it, and develop slowly, no one will be your opponent in the end.
I was not discouraged by my failure, but worked hard to get better. In just a few years, I completed the first step of Qi training.
Not only has his own strength been greatly improved, but things on his territory have also been arranged in an orderly manner.
At the current level, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in hand, and millions of people under their control, there is no one person who is inferior to ten thousand people in his own territory.
You are the highest will, no one can disobey yourself, and it is even more impossible for anyone to make you feel wronged.
This time, Yang Qian felt a long-lost sense of powerlessness. Gradually, the powerlessness turned into grievance, and then into bone-deep hatred.
Unconsciously, he drank more and more, and Qin Xiangru did not stop him, because she understood better than anyone else who the young master was, how he got to this point, and how important Fujiko Jin was to him.
In fact, Fujiko Jin has a good relationship with her, and they can occasionally joke about it.
When Yang Gan was depressed.
Somewhere in the Western Regions, an old man wearing a felt hat walked near the sheepfold.
The old man's face was obviously weathered, and the centipede-like scar under the corner of his eye gave him a ferocious air.
He looked at a scarred man in the sheepfold and mumbled something.
On the haystack, a man covered with scars raised his heavy eyelids, rubbed the debris on his head, and called his companions around him to get up.
The old man threw down a bag of something similar to pig feed and left.
More than a dozen people were covered in injuries, their faces were very ugly, and their expressions were decadent.
"Steward, me, how long are we going to stay like this?"
A tall, shorter man asked the lean man in the lead.
The man was covered in scars and one cheek was swollen. He wet the cloth and pressed it against his cheek.
"Hiss~~~!"
"Don't think about anything else. What we need to do now is try our best to survive."
The other subordinates sighed one after another. Except for those who had to do chores, everyone in the caravan was not pampered.
Although traveling as a trader is hard work, no matter how hard it is, it is nothing more than carrying things, talking about prices, and the wind and frost on the road.
When more than a dozen people got up with disheveled faces and picked up wooden buckets, they suddenly smelled of swill.
They were helpless, their stomachs were almost full of bile, so they could only gulp down these things that were thinner than porridge.
"Steward, it was definitely Hu Jianbai who framed us."
The leading man's eyes narrowed. Looking at this place every day was something he must do.
He was always thinking about how to escape, but it was not easy. When he was caught by these people, his weapons and other things were confiscated.
There are also neighbors everywhere, no guide, no horses, no matter how you run, you can't run.
The other party can find him as long as he rides a horse and pursues him for a while.
But, except for his own horses, this damn place is basically filled with camels.
He can ride a horse, but not a camel.
Looking at a dozen of his men, the man cheered up and said.
"Don't panic, everyone. We can do whatever we need to do. At least we don't need to be beaten after doing the work. Believe me, someone will definitely come to save me."
Yes, this person is Fujiko Jin. He did not die, but was captured by a small tribe and ransacked their caravan.
He can understand the language of this tribe, but he can't speak it very well. It should be a small tribe in the Western Region.
The reason for the looting was probably instigated by the caravan's competitors.
Fujiko Jin went to the Western Regions. Generally speaking, as long as the business does not lose money and makes a little profit, it is enough, so the goods are basically of high quality and low price.
It is also through this method that he can make friends with the nobles of the country and tribe, so as to achieve his purpose of collecting intelligence.
But this offended many merchants. Later, more than a dozen caravan consuls came to Fujiko Jin and told him about this matter.
He also reflected on his behavior and agreed to unify the price, but only when everyone united.
Some people started to make trouble, and the reason was that Fujiko Jin's purchase channels were too wild. The goods he could buy, Fujiko Jin could also buy.
and more and better goods than he had, which made his opponents furious.
The two have clashed more than once, and the guards even fought several times while doing business.
Due to personnel structure issues, Fujiko Susumu's side always won, which made his opponents angry.
Although there is no evidence that it was his opponent who did it, Fujiko Jin's heart is the same as Ming Jing's. Apart from this person, there is almost no other person to frame him.
Looking at this simple little tribe, Fujiko Jin's eyes gradually narrowed.
