Jiang Lan is already very familiar with such things.
The Marquis used this little trick to make King Liao scream so angry that he couldn't resist. Even the Queen was now attracted to him.
Still a familiar taste and familiar recipe.
While King Liao was wandering around, some people gradually started talking.
"After the battle between Liao and Xia, they ceded three hundred miles of land. General Wang Jian is still very fierce."
"Hahaha, who says it's not the case? Three hundred miles of land, how many fields can be cultivated?"
"This King Liao is quite courageous."
"King Liao? Isn't he in our military camp?"
"Hey, you are Lao Huangli. The Liao Kingdom has established another King Liao. It is obvious that we no longer want the one in the military camp."
"Hahaha, that's right."
"I heard that the current King Liao is proficient in literature, Taoism and military strategy. He has negotiated peace with us and rectified the government. He even elected the heads of the three clans of Qu Jingzhao."
"Hahaha, Wen Tao's military strategy? I don't think so. No matter how powerful he is, he has never heard of welcoming King Liao back here."
"Look, King Liao in Guzang is eager for King Liao here to die."
"They are just father and son, so they don't need to be so tough."
"What's the matter? This is how the royal family is. They are really ruthless and unjust. Rumor has it that King Liao is very good to the new King Liao. I didn't expect him to do such a thing."
"Hahaha, according to Guzang legend, many people think that the new King Liao is much more powerful than the old King Liao. It would be better if the old King Liao died early. Maybe the Liao Kingdom will be even stronger than it is now."
King Liao returned to the tent with a dark face.
"Cough cough cough!"
He clutched his chest and kept coughing softly. His expression slowly turned from livid to ferocious, and he slowly clenched his hands. For some reason, his hands began to tremble slightly.
But he didn't care at all. The doctor said that his anger was hurting his health and suggested that he should be happy every day.
But, can I be happy?
His wife is being ridden every day, and his son wishes he could die outside.
Unknowingly, two lines of tears slowly flowed down.
I asked for drinks and got drunk again.
But when he was drunk, his snoring gradually became louder. If the queen were here, she would definitely notice something was wrong.
King Liao never snores when sleeping.
Now he not only snores loudly, but also has one or two coughs that seem to be absent.
He was mumbling in his sleep.
"Bitch, go to hell, bitch!"
"You traitors and traitors, you all must die, I will kill you all!"
By the Yi River.
Some simple buildings have been built here, such as pavilions, tea rooms and the like.
Jiang Lan returned to the pavilion.
Yang Gan gave her a questioning look.
Jiang Lanhui reports.
"From the information I know, King Liao feels that you have been having an affair with the queen..."
Yang Gan frowned immediately.
Jiang Lan swallowed.
"That's wrong. King Liao thinks you and the queen are already together. Plus, they heard that his son has become King Liao, and many ministers are slandering him."
"When he wants a drink, he starts to get drunk. In recent times, King Liao's drinking capacity has been increasing day by day."
Yang Gan nodded, called over the members of the Tianshou Division who were responsible for this task in Baili, and whispered, reduce the amount of medicine as appropriate, and be sure not to die here.
That's really hard to tell.
King Liao could catch him, torture him, and break his hands and feet, but he could never die here.
This is the unspoken rule between vassal states.
However, Yang Qian did not want to execute a king in public.
Because that would have such an impact that it would even shake the entire foundation of scholar-bureaucrat rule.
In this way, even if you tell ordinary people, nobles are mortal and nobles can be killed.
As long as my fist is bigger than yours, I can kill the nobles, the ministers, and even the king.
The legitimacy, inheritance and sanctity of the king must not be lost, otherwise Yang Qian will also have some minor troubles.
The people in the Tianshou Division also took Yang Gan's words to heart. He was very happy recently. He didn't have to do any tasks. He only had to dress up as Pan Jinlian and administer medicine every day.
After a month of taking the medicine, he had become somewhat precise in controlling the portion.
The Marquis said it would be less, but he didn't say how much. Anyway, as long as it doesn't kill anyone, let's take half the amount first and check King Liao's body. If his body is still fine, add more.
The people from Tianshou Division left immediately.
Jiang Lan was waiting on the Marquis beside him.
The Marquis's hobbies were very wild, including burning incense, playing music, and saying some unintelligible words. What shocked Jiang Lan the most was the Marquis' training.
Not only was he beaten every day, but he also had to slap and poke the sandbag as if the sandbag owed him money.
Jiang Lan's eyes widened in shock when she saw the Marquis carrying the huge stone lock and squatting deeply.
When I saw the Marquis pulling a loaded baggage cart and running for twenty miles, he looked so strong that he was in an inhuman state.
Jiang Lan felt like she was getting wet. She had never seen any nobleman work so hard to keep his body strong.
I have never seen anyone tempering their body to such an extent. It is simply not a weight that a person can bear.
It's a pity that she never saw Cao Wushuang and Qing Qing take action, otherwise, her jaw would drop.
Not long after, Fuyue carried a lot of information, followed closely by dozens of people, dragging heavy boxes on a carriage, and walked toward Yang Qian aggressively.
Yang Qian's eyes jumped wildly, and he felt an unpleasant feeling coming over him.
At this time, his daughters also came over under the leadership of Zhang Yumeng.
Yang Gan couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling a little weird today.
Zhang Yumeng walked over directly and sat down in the pavilion, and the girls also sat down one after another.
Yang Gan frowned and whispered.
"What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was busy?"
"I miss you, why don't you? I have something to tell you." Zhang Yumeng sat next to Yang Qian and put his hand into the deep and unknown cause, rubbing it for a while.
"Talk about it~~~!"
"Build the pavilion bigger and make it more functional. From now on, you can relax and drink tea while we do our work nearby."
"Every day, we stay apart during the day. It's like we both go to work."
Yang Qian's mouth opened slightly, Zhang Yu dreamed of himself, had himself in his heart, and was cared about. This feeling was very intoxicating and satisfying.
But he didn't want to show it, so many people were there.
"I know!"
After saying that, Yang Qian smoothed the Bu Yao from Zhang Yumeng's bun, tidied up the scattered Bu Yao, and said depressedly.
"Can you stop shaking your head so much when you walk from now on?"
Zhang Yumeng smoothed the bump on his head a little.
"Why? This thing is so troublesome. It keeps swinging around."
Yang Qian was helpless.
"Bu Yao, Tassel is here to keep you in good shape, not to slap you in the face. If you go out like this, not only you, but also me will be laughed at."
Zhang Yumeng was shocked.
"I'm just walking normally, am I so exaggerated?!!!"
Cao Wushuang next to her nodded immediately, and the step on her head only shook slightly. The height of her head and shoulders was extremely low, showing the appearance of a high-ranking noble.
"Yang Qian did promise you that you can be lawless, but at home or in the mansion, where is this? This is Luoyi."
"There are still more than 200,000 troops stationed here. Among the more than 200,000 troops, there are 150,000 Shangguo troops who have surrendered. If they know that Madam Hou is of this level, our whole family will have to follow you and lose value."
Zhang Yumeng immediately stopped talking and said weakly.
"When I was filming a TV series, it was swinging back and forth like this. I still found it troublesome."
Yang Gan sneered.
"Haha, thank you very much. Even unprofessional actors like you have successfully made me quit TV dramas."
"When you play a nobleman, you have to look a bit like a nobleman. Don't act like a little girl when filming. This is too discouraging."
Zhang Yumeng thought thoughtfully.
Except for Zhang Yumeng, almost all of Yang Qian's women wore step-wags and tassels. They were from extraordinary backgrounds, and their natural appearance complemented each other. At a glance, you could tell that they were young ladies from a high-end mansion, not wild girls.
At this time, Fuyue came over and cupped her hands.
"See Mr. Marquis."
Yang Gan nodded and waved his hand.
Jiang Lan said.
"Fuyue comes in, and the rest get out!"
"promise!"
Everyone retreated and knelt down by the Yi River. Fortunately, it hadn't rained in the past few days.
Fuyue sat in the pavilion, feeling a little crowded, and took out a thick stack of official documents from her body and handed it to Yang Qian.
I pulled the official document and took a closer look. It turned out to be budget statistics.
Yang Gan flipped through the pages one by one and read them carefully. Gradually, his brows knitted tightly together, and occasionally he raised his eyes and glanced at Fuyue.
His eyes were complex and deep, full of physical pain and inner conflicts.
In my previous life, I heard some rich people say that the bill for a meal is several meters long. Now, Fuyue has brought out several boxes of bills. I would like to ask you how to deal with it.
It took two full cups of tea. Zhang Yumeng helped Yang Qian refill the tea twice before Yang Qian finished reading it all.
The look in Fuyue's eyes gradually turned evil.
“Dong dong dong!!!”
He rapped the document with his knuckles.
"This is the budget you spent ten days making for me!!!"
Fuyue nodded, blinking Kazilan's big eyes with a sincere look on her face.
"Damn it, it's useless if you try to shine with your eyes."
"It's just a city. We have hundreds of cities on the grassland. How come your budget exceeds the budget of the canal?"
"Do you know how difficult it was to build the Grand Canal, which is more than 3,000 miles long, and how much manpower and material resources were spent? The budget is less than half of that of Luoyi City. Is there something wrong with your brain or mine?"
Seeing such a budget, you can imagine how ugly Yang Gan's face was.
"Master Marquis, that's not how the account is calculated. The people who built the canal were mainly slaves, as well as iron tools and food. Although there were other things, they were only a few after all."
"I have seen the drawings of the canal. The whole area is more than 3,000 miles long, but how much of it has been excavated? Many of them are ancient canals or canals. They only need to be connected, and not many resources are used at all."
