"Na na na, this is stingy."
Yang Gan's eyes narrowed and he looked at Zhang Yumeng with a confused face.
Zhang Yumeng was also shocked.
"Isn't this how scholar-bureaucrats live?"
Cao Wushuang said helplessly.
"As long as your family is not a particularly bad nobleman, you will never be as frugal as you. You will naturally spend whatever you want, so that you have a good reputation."
As a former royal family of the Yue Kingdom, Cao Wushuang was all about ostentation and extravagance. Cao Wushuang still had a very good view on life.
But this is not the case in the eyes of Yang Qian and Zhang Yumeng.
Born in the spring breeze and raised under the red flag, the concept I learned from childhood to college is diligence and thrift.
Even if the country became stronger in the previous life, this concept is still deeply imprinted on everyone.
In the previous life, many people consumed only consumption, and could buy a lot of things, but also had a lot of waste. But in general, in the hearts of every Chinese, there is still resistance to waste.
Zhang Yumeng was also confused by what he said. Although she is a big star and her hands are loose, she still buys whatever she needs to buy. Hairbands and leather bands are the kind that cost more than a dozen yuan with free shipping. That’s already It’s a pretty good purchase.
Only when attending banquets, would they dress very grandly and wear expensive jewelry. Normally, they would just spend money as an ordinary person.
At most, the bags are better, such as Hermès, but Zhang Yumeng is different from other women. Her bags are just for decoration. If it weren't for the purpose of integrating into the circle, I'm afraid she would just want to buy one. Ordinary across the shoulders.
"Master, have you forgotten the elixirs I consume on a daily basis, as well as the consumption of bronzes, lacquerware, some playthings, decoration, and furniture? That is a huge amount of support, and even my annual consumption of elixirs can directly To destroy an ordinary nobleman's life."
Cao Wushuang crossed his arms with a funny look on his face.
"That's all at home, no one can see it. At most, they can see your carriage passing by, and your accessories. You don't even bring a jade bag, but at most you bring a scent box or a ribbon. From the outside, It’s really stingy.”
Yang Gan covered his head and thought about it carefully, it was indeed as the master said.
Throwing away everything in his mind, Yang Qian felt that his life style should be whatever he wanted, no matter how stingy he was.
Anyway, it is the truth not to treat those who have made meritorious deeds badly, but to make a fortune silently.
"May I have your name."
Yang Gan looked at the woman's scent.
"Jiang Lan!"
"Ginger? Your ancestors were rich?"
Yang Qian raised his eyebrows. The surname Jiang can be big or small, but none of the ancestors next to the word "female" are ordinary people.
Jiang Lan smiled bitterly and said, "This is a given name. My family does not have a surname."
Yang Gan suddenly realized that slaves rarely had surnames. At most, they were just surnames given by their masters.
"Then you ran away and the master didn't care about you? I didn't see anyone reporting to the government that someone with slave status in Yuntong County escaped."
Jiang Lan said.
"The head of our family is Wei Yangjun, who was executed by the Marquis. Later, we became tenant farmers without anyone to manage us."
So that's it, Yang Qian patted his head, it turned out that this girl can change his destiny and his relationship.
As for the people with slave status, he was aware of this situation and had never dealt with it, because considering the general environment, there were not many or very few people with slave status.
These people did not starve to death, and they were still the source of soldiers. Even after Yang Qian came to rule, there were many people who were slaves and retired from slavery after earning military merit.
In general, it gave them a way to survive, and some people even took advantage of it. In the future, a large number of slaves would be cleared out.
Jiang Lan's situation is an exception and can be considered unlucky. There are too many medicine jars at home.
"Don't worry, I'm not as stingy as people say, but there are no rules. Even if I want to help you, there is no reason."
"You stay with me this time. When you return, and with your military exploits, you should be able to get several of your relatives to retire from slavery.
Allotment of land. "
"If you can perform relatively well, it's not impossible to consider your family retiring from slavery."
Jiang Lan's eyes suddenly turned redder than before, and her whole body trembled with excitement.
"really?"
"You bastard, why are you talking to the Marquis?"
The people from Tianshou Division immediately reprimanded him harshly.
Jiang Lan suddenly fell to the ground, his hands folded on the ground, and his head pressed firmly against the back of his hands.
Yang Qian said lightly.
"Other places, I don't care or have anything to do with it, but here, I will definitely reward you for military achievements or doing things of merit to the country and nation."
"promise!"
Yang Qian looked at the wrinkled clothes on her body and the dirt on her skin, and frowned.
"Go and take a bath first. Others will help you prepare your clothes. During this time, you will be guarding me at the door, and then you will go out with the army."
"promise!"
After saying that, the woman was taken down by the people from Tianshou Division.
Yang Qian rubbed his temples. No matter how diligent he was, he still didn't take care of many things.
There is no way around this. Everyone has individual differences, and every family has an endless list of things to read.
What I have to do is to focus on the big picture, wait until I take a break, and then work hard.
If internal affairs are dealt with in depth, we must rely on some capable officials to manage them, and by the way, local execution will be strengthened.
After a while, when Jiang Lan walked in and came back to life wearing a fancy outfit and armor, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. Jiang Lan was not a stunning woman, with a mid-range appearance, but she gave people a very attractive look. Feel.
Yang Gan pinched his mouth and looked at Zhang Yumeng in shock.
"Hi~~~Why do I feel like she is the same person?"
"Damn, I think so too, and I should know this guy."
"I know him too!"
The two looked at each other, their expressions gradually becoming weird.
Zhang Yumeng was confused, "Our circles are completely different, how can we know each other?"
Yang Gan dragged his chin and shook his head silently. His circle of friends were all in his hometown. When he went to Shanghai, except for a group of old men, old ladies and middle-aged aunts who believed in health care products, the rest were all colleagues in the company. There seemed to be no one else. I know myself.
"etc!"
Zhang Yumeng immediately stood up, came to Jiang Lan, took off her helmet, and held her head and looked around.
Gradually, her eyes widened.
Jiang Lan: Damn it, Mrs. Hou wants to eat people.
Zhang Yumeng turned around excitedly and shouted towards Yang Qian.
"Hey, hey, I know who she looks like. She didn't take a shower just now and was a little dirty. I didn't even notice. She looks like my friend."
Yang Gan couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
"A pervert like you still has friends?"
In an instant, two murderous eyes shot out from Zhang Yumeng's eyes. If eyes could kill, Yang Qian would have been riddled with holes.
Yang Gan touched his nose.
"Then tell me, who does it look like?"
"Tang Wei!"
Yang Gan immediately came to Jiang Lan and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more similar he looked, and he couldn't help but nod.
"Yes, it's very similar. It has the same smell, but ginger orchid is obviously darker, and..."
Yang Gan walked around Jiang Lan with his hands behind his back, making a tut-tut sound in his mouth.
"Jiang Lan, you are also from the Xia Kingdom and a northerner. Why are you so thin? Is it because the food in Yuntong County neglected you?"
Jiang Lan grinned, showing her white teeth.
"My humble job requires me to eat more every day, but because I also have to do a lot of work, sometimes in order to make more money I have to go to distant places and ride horses for days and nights, so I don't gain weight."
Yang Gan suddenly understood. No wonder, it turned out that he was crazy about KPI every day. If he continued doing this, he would not die suddenly.
No.
It has to be said that although this girl looks very much like a female star from a previous life, to Yang Gan, it is just like that because he is not a fan of that female star at all.
"Having said that, our food is still very good. Jiang Lan didn't gain weight because she did too much. Many of the Rangers have gained weight."
Yang Gan couldn't help but complain.
"What does it mean to be fat? Look at Dong Wen. He was tall and thin when he came here. He was still called the dragon in the river. What is he called now? He still looks tall and thin, but his face has become fat. He might as well call him Baotouyu. never mind."
"Pfft!!!"
"Hahahaha, you want to laugh me to death."
Zhang Yumeng took Jiang Lan's hand and put it down with a bit of reluctance. In their previous life, the two of them had a very good relationship with each other. As long as they didn't have any schedules, they would spend most of their time together, shopping, watching movies, and shopping abroad. It was great.
This is also one of her few friends.
Suddenly, Yang Gan looked behind Jiang Lan with a horrified expression. As a pretty good ranger, Jiang Lan immediately joked behind him.
A small, tender hand suddenly appeared on Jiang Lan's neck. When she realized it, her eyes fell to the ground.
Zhang Yumeng caught her as if he couldn't react, blinked Kazilan's big eyes and looked at Yang Qian with a questioning look on his face.
The two already have some tacit understanding, and Yang Qian is not someone who kills his subordinates at will.
Yang Gan shrugged.
"Hasn't she been asleep for several days? I think physical hypnosis is very good. You can just sleep with him until he wakes up. When he wakes up, it's your business."
Zhang Yumeng said funnyly.
"You really think I'm a god. Post-traumatic stress disorder requires not only medication, but also a psychiatrist. I beg you to be more realistic."
Yang Qian would not give up so simply and shouted outside.
"Lao Ge!"
"Hey, what's the matter with Mr. Hou?"
"Doesn't Zhang Xiaoniang know this disease? It's impossible. According to Zhang Xiaoniang's medical skills, there is absolutely no problem."
The more Ge Xiuming spoke, the darker Zhang Yumeng's face turned. Don't think I couldn't tell if this was sarcasm.
"There's nothing I can do."
Zhang Yumeng is going crazy. Western medicines are all synthetic drugs.
"I can't make medicines at all. I can synthesize crude ones, but they won't help her disease."
Yang Gan waved his hand and laughed.
"Lao Ge, stop teasing Ms. Zhang and tell me if you have any ideas!"
"According to what Zhang Xiaoniang said about post-traumatic stress disorder, I have been studying it for a while and found that there are relatively obvious traces on the frontline soldiers."
