"You are mother and daughter. Is this too much of a sacrifice?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Gui Xianwan's face turned livid, and Gao Shuyun immediately stepped forward to save her.
"Madam, actually, I made my mother drunk, and then led the Marquis into the courtyard, and then..."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ji looked at Gao Shuyun with something slightly wrong.
"Is it appropriate to make such a big sacrifice?"
A trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of Gao Shuyun's mouth: "We are from Fuyu, and we are members of the royal family."
"At that time, Mr. Hou wanted to kill us, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Hou saved us."
"But it's just a preservation. My grandmother's dancing skills are valuable, but I don't have them. We can only survive in a yard."
"But it's different now. We can go wherever we want to play. The Marquis will give us money every month. We have almost the same power as the ladies..."
Gao Shuyun talked a lot, and both Gui Xianwan and Zhao Ji fell silent.
Who doesn’t want freedom, who doesn’t want to live a happier life, but these all come with a price. If you want something for nothing or super high-standard treatment, you will naturally have to pay some price.
Not only did Zhao Ji not look down on her, she even understood.
Both of their home countries were destroyed by the Marquis, but they could do nothing.
Tens of thousands of troops were wiped out by the formation. Regardless of conspiracy or frontal hard steel, they were all defeated at the hands of Wu'an Hou.
It can be said that he lost both face and face. In a short period of time, when the forces of Marquis Wu An settled in.
The resistance forces in various places almost disappeared within a period of time. They can't even be called resistance forces. They can only be described as small-scale conflicts and even multiple people fighting each other.
"Mrs. Hou is indeed a good person, and she can save the lives of both your mother and daughter. By the way, I am very curious, why does Mrs. Hou look at you with admiration?"
Gui Xianwan said lightly, "Mrs. Hou's hobbies, Mrs. Hou is not aware of it."
Zhao Ji said in surprise.
"I have always thought that men are the most carefree. With the power of the Marquis, women cannot be counted too few, but they are definitely not too many."
"But, looking at it now, what people didn't expect is that Mrs. Hou is actually so carefree. That means that she, Mrs. Hou, has done something to her."
Gao Shuyun immediately complained.
"The Marquis's woman, she doesn't even spare the maids and dancers. She especially likes to touch those women's thighs and say silly things like having fun with their legs."
"Does the Marquis not care?"
A flash of envy flashed in Gao Shuyun's eyes.
"I'm afraid that if it's Mrs. Hou and she cuts Mr. Hou, Mr. Hou will get close to her and ask her if she wants to adjust the angle and cut again."
Suddenly the three of them fell silent at the same time.
A huge sour smell came out, and the three of them were obviously jealous.
"How about we add some chips to each other?"
Zhao Ji suggested.
Gui Xianwan took a deep breath and shook her head slowly.
"Madam, I hope you won't be too clever, because the Marquis understands the strife in the court better than women, and he can see through any little thoughts at a glance."
"He once said that he is a person who likes to stay at home, but every time he has to go to war because there are too many killings. When he goes home, he wants to have a warm home waiting for him to come back instead of coming back. At that time, everyone attacked each other and made a big fuss."
Gao Shuyun stuck out his tongue, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
"Madam wants to increase manpower. It's actually very simple. Don't you have two daughters? Let's go together."
Zhao Ji's expression suddenly changed.
"Presumptuous, you, why do you say that?"
"You are shameless yourself, you have brought trouble to your mother, and you are also dragging others into the water?"
Gao Shuyun curled his lips.
"Don't you know what the Marquis is capable of? Besides, it's hard to say where your daughter will go in the future, and she may not be able to find a good one even if she gets married."
"It's better to have someone to rely on, a sister, and a mother by your side. Then you won't be lonely."
Zhao Ji's face was gloomy, and there was no place to vent her anger.
"Gui Xianwan, you gave birth to a good daughter. Goguryeo is located in a wilderness and has simple customs, but this is the Central Plains..."
Gao Shuyun is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
"Madam, don't be so fierce. I'm just giving you a suggestion. It's up to you whether you want to or not. If you want to embarrass me, I won't let you go tonight. There are two of us."
Zhao Ji's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at Gao Shuyun with an unkind look.
Gui Xianwan took a step forward, blocking her view and protecting her daughter behind her.
"Madam, although Shu Yun is a little excessive, what he said may not be unreasonable."
"There is no strife in the Marquis's backyard, but madam, you have to know that from the moment you enter the Marquis's backyard, you and your daughter are already two families. If you and the Marquis and all of us can still be together here, protection, regardless of you or me."
"But it's hard to tell if you go to someone else's house!"
Zhao Ji's expression changed several times, but the powerful city still made her smile.
It was as if nothing just happened.
But sometimes, once the words are spoken, the seed is planted.
Gui Xianwan and Gao Shuyun walked towards the inner warehouse. Gao Shuyun looked at his mother calmly, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Do you think why I helped you instigate Zhao Ji?"
Gao Shuyun was stunned and nodded immediately.
"Mom, you haven't spoken to me for half a year."
Gui Xianwan took a deep breath, as if she had let go of everything, and her whole body felt relaxed.
"The deal is done, what else can I do? Let's look forward. After all, Mr. Hou is indeed a good person."
Yang Qian still maintained his dignity even when he was close to the people, which is why many people admire him.
If Yang Gan's head is filled with all the stuff of scholar-bureaucrats, then there is no difference at all from the scholar-bureaucrats in this world.
But if you treat others fairly like you did in your previous life, others will only think you are a lunatic.
The people in Guizhou will not think highly of you, and the scholar-bureaucrats will not think highly of you either.
The most important thing is to have the right posture and attitude at the right time.
Mu Qing once said that if Yang Gan was not tough on foreigners, he could even take in some Huns as soldiers.
Yang Qian doesn't think so.
It’s okay for people from foreign races to serve as soldiers, but what about after they have made meritorious deeds?
Not rewarded? The water is not level?
That will lay the foundation for disaster.
If you are weak, wouldn't that give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of?
If there is a betrayal at the most critical moment, Yang Qian does not want to repeat the battle of Permanent Ross.
Yang Gan stood on the deck, his thoughts already wandering.
Constantly thinking deeply about my own governance philosophy, I can’t help but collide with established thinking.
I can't help but compare it with some civil servants, military generals and emperors in history.
Yang Qian even wanted to compare himself with the Four Saints, Ten Philosophers and the Seventy-Two Generals of the Martial Temple.
Unfortunately, Yang Qian felt depressed after just a little contact.
It’s not that the merits are not comparable, but that it has already lost from the basic comparison.
Because all of Yang Qian's military theories were obtained from the achievements of the sages, plus some diffusion of thinking from playing games and a little trick of his own.
Jiang Taigong, Guan Zhong, Sun Wu, Han Xin, Li Jing, Li Sheng, Xu Da, Tian Rangju, Zhang Liang, Zhuge Liang, Guo Ziyi, Yue Fei.
These people flashed through his eyes one by one, and the corners of Yang Gan's mouth suddenly became a little decadent.
Excluding thousands of years of accumulation, I am just an ordinary person and cannot compare to these people.
Huo Qubing, Wei Qing and Zhou Yafu were not selected due to objective reasons. This does not mean that they are not strong. On the contrary, they are stronger than many people who went to the Martial Arts Temple.
What worried Yang Qian most was that every time Huo Qubing traveled long distances, it was as if he had installed Beidou positioning.
He was able to accurately find the people he wanted to find in the vast grassland.
This alone is enough to defeat Yang Qian.
Yang Qian is a typical road addict. In his previous life, even if he turned on the navigation, he would sometimes drive the wrong way, not to mention not knowing the road clearly.
At this level, if there hadn't been a steady stream of hidden people passing on the news and a large number of people going to draw the map, it is estimated that even the royal court of the Huns might not have been able to find it.
Looking at the gentle river section, Yang Qian's mood became gloomy.
Zhang Yumeng crossed her arms and squeezed the pouch until it almost bulged out.
"Let me guess, with that shit-eating expression on your face, you are a little sentimental again."
"Huh? With your level, you still want to guess me?"
"I also have a brain, okay."
Yang Gan turned to look at her, looked up and down, and laughed.
"You have brains, but not much! Next time you have an itchy head, just tell me."
"Why?" Zhang Yumeng had no idea what Yang Gan was talking about.
"If your head is itchy, it will grow a brain."
"Screw you, I guess you are having a headache because of the matter in Taihuang County."
"Get out of here."
"Then tell me."
Zhang Yumeng looked at him with two sparkling eyes, which made Yang Qian shout that he couldn't stand it.
This look of adoration is so refreshing~~~~!
"Alas~~~!"
Yang Qian let out a long sigh.
"You don't understand. Looking at the rolling Yellow River, sometimes I can't help but think about comparing myself with the famous military commanders in history, and practicing with the civil servants who left a rich mark in history."
"I have absorbed the essence of the entire civilization for five thousand years, which is like opening a cheat. What's the point of winning like this?"
Zhang Yumeng was a little confused. After all, these seemed to be a bit high for her.
"Brother, is winning or losing so important?"
Yang Gan raised his head and made a fist with one hand.
"Nonsense, of course it's important. In the big city, I've been losing all my life and haven't won a few games. I want to win in this life, every game, and win beautifully."
"If I can't win, I would rather kill the person who is playing the game directly."
"Then you're still so confused!"
Yang Gan clenched his fists, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
"I admire Huo Qubing very much, but now after actually practicing it, I realized how powerful this person is. He is so powerful that every time I compare myself with him, I feel like I am looking up to him. I can't even see his back."
