Yang Qian was surprised.
"Oh? Tell me, and I'll listen, what other mistakes are there!"
As the head of the mansion and the chief retainer, Xiao Yu is naturally Yang Qian's adviser, specializing in making suggestions.
But when Yang Qian gives her own advice, her role is to control the Tianshou Division and fill in the gaps.
"First: We don't know how many people they sent here. In your mind, Master, you must think that the position of the county guard is the best. But if someone else comes with dozens of people and puts people in every department, then What to do, so we have to guard against it.”
"Second: These people may not all be members of the clan. If they include the king's people and kill them all rashly, then they will fall into the clan's plan."
Yang Gan suddenly realized that if he cut it all, he would wait until the Wang and Xie families received the information.
If their own people die, they will die, but if the king's people die, they can make a big fuss.
Sometimes, without conclusive evidence, you just need to slander based on what is happening now. After a long time, if the king's heart is shaken...
Yang Gan shivered all over.
"Damn it, I'm so convinced by these idiots that they all turned into sperm? I won't even spare my own people!"
Yang Gan's face gradually turned gloomy. He knew that he was the king's son, and the king also knew it, but he really had no sense of belonging and had never been to Chaoxian so far.
I'm just afraid that when I go there and see the king, what will I say? I couldn't even shout out loud, and it was because I was so embarrassed.
The most ruthless imperial family, once the designated heir is in power, threatens the king.
The end may not be good, and there are many deposed princes since ancient times.
The unlucky prince who was deposed basically lost his whole family, of course the prince's whole family.
If you are lucky, you will be exiled or imprisoned.
The murderous intent in Yang Gan's eyes suddenly burst out.
Anyone who dares to kill him will be killed by him, and the king will not give him any face.
He has given all his face to the king, and it is up to him to decide whether he wants to take steps or not.
Don't have a falling out then, everyone will look bad.
Yang Qian believed that in the royal family, being a son to this extent was enough.
At least I never forced this cheap dad to do anything. At most, I only allowed him to exempt himself from taxes.
If another young master had achieved this level, his tail would have been raised to nowhere.
He might commit regicide and kill his father.
When it comes to doing things, Yang Gan at least needs to have some respect, knowing what should be done and what should not be done, what needs to be done secretly, and what should be done to bear the corresponding consequences.
Basically everything has been sorted out clearly.
Yang Gan rolled his eyes and immediately thought, "Yu'er, give me some time to check the backgrounds of these people. I need to know all their information."
"yes."
"What the hell, these people are too full and panicked. They can't see the general trend of the world at all. The Central Plains has become a powder keg, and everyone is still messing around internally."
"When will Shang Guo and Liao Guo explode? Just smash them all and send them to the front line. Let me see how many of them go and how many come back!"
Yang Gan ate up the food on the table like a whirlwind, patted his slightly bulging belly, and showed a satisfied look.
After taking a few sips of tea, Yang Gan walked downstairs with his hands behind his back, and Zhang Yumeng shouted.
"Hey, it's so late, where are you going?"
"none of your business!"
Zhang Yumeng pouted, and Cao Wushuang smiled and said, "He said he was going out to stroll around the yard to digest food these days."
"You're laughing so hard, strolling around the yard? When he has nothing to do, he is a homebody. He doesn't even bother to stand up and go to the toilet. So he will go strolling around the yard? Look, he must have been fascinated by some naughty fox."
"What is an otaku?"
"He is a man who stays in his own house and doesn't want to go outside when he has nothing to do!"
"Oh, the prerequisite is that he has a house, right? It turns out that this describes a man who has a house. It seems that it cannot describe a refugee!"
...
Zhang Yumeng's face was slightly embarrassed. Fortunately, Cao Wushuang's explanation was not heard by Yang Qian. He is considered a star, and he doesn't know when he will lose his temper.
But whether it was her own income or her family's financial support, the house in Magic City was just a piece of cake for her. Just before the time travel, her Dabieye was still being renovated.
If Yang Qian, a thirty-year-old house slave, hears the word "zhaizi", it will be heartbreaking, old man.
However, Zhang Yumeng also told the truth. One day, the two of them can go back and raise him by themselves, so now he feels confident.
Yang Qian came down quickly. Although the sky had darkened, there was still a bit of afterglow. It may be due to the problem of gathering and geography.
Just as Yang Qian was sitting in the pavilion, a house slave ran over and put down an exquisite small table with a pot of tea and an exquisite ceramic cup on it.
Yang Qian drank the tea slowly. He was so angry that he was so angry at the top. It was obviously a good situation, but why did a group of snakes, insects, rats and ants always come to wreak havoc.
Don’t they know that the ship sank and everyone has to go to the sea to feed the fish? In such a time of great contention, instead of planning for a lasting legacy, we would instead be preoccupied with petty gains.
For Yang Qian, in the current era, the value of Xuantu County and Liaodong County is very huge, which is equivalent to one more, no, several strategic-level granaries.
Not to mention 100% utilization, even a utilization rate of less than 10% can feed more than half of the Xia people.
According to the value of future generations, it is undoubtedly the three counties of Lelang. That extremely important strategic value cannot be bought with any amount of money.
You must know that the peninsula is close to Damao and Xiaoguizi, and it is very close to the peninsula. As long as the enemy comes from the direction of Xiaoguizi, the first step is to land on the peninsula!
The strategy of attacking Goguryeo by oneself will not only benefit the present generation, but also illuminate the future.
Was it wrong for Yang Guang to conquer Goguryeo three times?
That's right!
Was Yang Guang wrong in building the Grand Canal?
That's right!
What was wrong was that the timing was wrong, and it was all a matter of contemporary guilt and eternal merit. In this case, wouldn't he become the scapegoat?
How could Yang Qian do such a bastard thing?
As he drank cups of tea, various thoughts kept popping up in his head. Some were recorded in his mind, while others were snuffed out in his infancy.
There was a custom in Yang Qian's hometown where he was not allowed to drink water within half an hour after eating.
But here, the first thing Yang Qian does after eating a good meal is to drink tea. He eats a lot of meat every meal. Although it tastes good and can provide energy to the body, he feels tired and thin.
Especially the hooves. I don’t know why. Although Yang Gan liked to eat hooves in his previous life, he didn’t like to eat fat meat. He never even touched the layer of collagen on the surface of the hooves.
But after arriving here, not to mention the fat meat of the hoof, the whole hoof, except the bones, was swallowed. If the mouth was not too small, he could eat more.
At this moment, three lights lit up in a courtyard in the distance!
Yang Qian raised his eyebrows, took a big gulp of tea, rinsed his mouth, swallowed it, and immediately walked towards the distant courtyard.
He covered his chest, the soft armor inside gave him some confidence.
Although Gao Shuyun said that she would give her a surprise, that was just what she said. She had to be prepared just in case. If the surprise came into the yard, she would be surrounded by a dozen well-armed and sturdy men. What about stabbing with a dagger?
Yang Gan has not forgotten how Caesar died.
Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years! ! !
Yang Qian walked slowly into the courtyard, with his hands behind his back and his face full of anticipation.
The moment he walked up the steps, all three lights went out. Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and became even more interested.
Today I want to see what kind of tricks this little girl plays. After watching Gongdouju for so many years, Yang Gan feels that he is already a master of Gongdouju.
If the trick is not good, then I have no interest in it.
"Zhiga!"
Yang Gan stretched his legs, and the door opened instantly. He walked slowly inside, his breathing gradually became lighter, and his eyes were bright. After practicing Qi, his facial features were sensitive, although it was not a human radar.
But in such a quiet environment, Yang Qian only felt two voices, one louder and one smaller, and the rest had no other vitality. It was possible that he could be defeated by just two people.
This is too much to underestimate him. Yang Qian is confident now. Even if two dragons come over, he still can't beat him!
But he can run. Compared with his endurance, Yang Gan feels that he is not afraid of anyone.
Suddenly a figure rushed into his arms, and Yang Qian grabbed the person's neck in an instant. Judging from the touch of his hands, it was quite slippery. He didn't know if it was because his skin was good or because he hadn't showered for a long time.
"Your Majesty, don't, don't do it!"
"Huh? Is this the surprise you were talking about?"
Because of the darkness, Yang Gan could only feel people, but he couldn't see who they were, unless there was a little bit of light. But now, the sun had completely set, and the moon was not visible, unless he brought a thermal imaging camera.
Before Yang Gan could say anything, the person in his arms instantly hung on him like a koala. Yang Gan raised the corner of his mouth and grabbed Gao Shuyun, who was running over, in his hands.
"You don't want to play, then let's have fun today!"
"Your Majesty, please, please be gentle!"
"No, no, no, I like wild things, and being polite is not me!"
With a "bang", the door closed.
In Yang Qian, it was a happy time.
Groups of messengers from Shangguo came to the major vassal states.
Chaoxian.
King Xia Wen was sitting behind the desk, closing his eyes and recuperating. His face was a little sallow, and his health was not as good as it was two years ago. Even with the panacea that Yang Gan continued to contribute, it could not make up for the long-term shortfall in his body.
"Your Majesty!"
A sound made King Xia Wen wake up suddenly, but his eyelids were very heavy, and he had to force himself to open them.
"Well, what's the matter?"
Qu Xiuwen looked ugly and said, "Wang and Xie's family have already set off."
