Mu Zhang was not busy for a long time, so he told Yang Meng for a moment, and he hurriedly went to court, while Mu Zhang's Changsu became the candidate to clean up the mess.

The Eight Banners soldiers are the masters elsewhere, but in Mu Zhanga and his Changsui's eyes, they are no different from pigs and dogs. Who cares about what your ancestors do? Once the emperor and the ministers are, even the royal family may not be able to last forever. In the eyes of Mu Zhanga, who is also a bannerman, nothing is considered a matter.

What's more, those few people are not dead, right? Instructing people to drag the three unlucky guys down is a way to clean up the mess.

"San Master, what else do you have to give?"

Changsui was also a tactful person. He didn't even care about Yang Meng's affairs. This person was probably not a good source. He just saw the three of them. He couldn't die, but he couldn't live well.

Although the third-rank official in front of the prime minister's rank is still a separate person. When he sees Yang Meng, he is a slave.

"It's okay. I haven't had a good sleep these two days. I'll take a look for a while. It's time to wake me up later."

After eating, you should sleep for a while. Yang Meng was sleeping uneasy these days. He put his legs on the table, and Yang Meng fell asleep quickly.

"Third Master, it's time to follow the ceremonial guard to the Meridian Gate to arrange the array."

Yang Meng, half-awake, followed the ceremonial guard to the small square in front of the Meridian Gate. After lined up, Yang Meng stood at the top, waiting for the time to come to perform for Emperor Daoguang and the ministers of the Qing Dynasty.

The weather is pretty good when it comes to autumn, and it’s lukewarm, so you don’t have to suffer. Yang Meng stood in front of the team with a big golden sword, yawned, and then began to rest assured.

In the morning, with a girl-like shout, the ceremony officially began. It was the same as Mu Zhang'a's instructions. It was time to stand and kneel. The ceremony ahead was successfully completed. Finally, with the guidance of the people around her, Yang Meng went up to uncover the red brocade covering the copper mountain.

The copper mountain with clear oil was shining brightly in the eyes of noon. Many people have seen many copper ornaments, but this is the first time that such a large copper ornament is seen, three feet a radius of copper mountain. Even though it is dozens of meters away, it can be seen clearly.

The Qingliu, who wanted to use Tongshan to criticize the Yang family, also gave up the idea in his heart. This thing was too exquisite, and the eternal country and unification of the world were all talked about by Mu Zhanga at the court meeting.

If Yang Shiqin makes a comeback and bites them and questions the court, he will be looking for death.

"good!"

Emperor Daoguang paused for a long time and shouted "Oh," with Emperor Daoguang taking the lead. The ministers also praised each other. Some of them were good at flattering, and they were also flattering, which made the old Daoguang smile.

"The burly man below is the third son of the Yang family? I will take him to Nanshu, and I have something to ask."

The scenery was also watched, and the fun was over. Emperor Daoguang frowned and returned to the imperial city after laughing.

"The emperor has an order, Yang Meng, the imperial envoy of Yunnan Jietong, and the emperor of the Nan study room..."

Hearing the eunuch who was pulling Weiyin'er, Yang Meng took out the thing given by the shadow army from his sleeve. It was not a strange thing, just a piece of pepper mud.

With the stupid eyes of everyone around, Yang Meng stuffed the pepper mud into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.

"Fuck! So fucking hot!"

Yang Meng whispered, "Isn't it just sweating!" The kids below were not sure about such a hot thing, and they made such a big piece. It's a blessing that they had enough stomachs in Mu Zhang'a, otherwise he would have suffered.

The eunuch led the way in front, and Yang Meng licked his teeth behind him. Don't open his mouth later to scare the old emperor. Look at his trembling and ghostly appearance. If he spoke red and scared him to death, then the matter would be difficult.

After following the eunuch into the Nan Study Room, Yang Meng did not kneel down, staring at Emperor Daoguang in a daze, and then he stopped moving.

The role of pepper paste has been perfectly played out, and along with the role of pepper paste, Yang Meng is sweating profusely and his face is red. He looks like he is frightened by the Emperor's power and is frightened silly.

"Bold! Why don't you kneel when you see the Lord?"

Mu Zhanga, who was about to beat the drum on the side, was sweating on his forehead. This bad thing is so bold!

"Forget it! This kid is still young, but it reminds me of Qin Wuyang who was assassinating Qin."

Emperor Daoguang said casually, but Mu Zhang'a didn't dare to listen casually. Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, is he saying that the Yang family is unreliable?

"Your Majesty, does the Yang family want to..."

"It's just a feeling, not a derogatory word, so don't make a fuss..."

What kind of people below are like? Daoguang who has been the emperor for decades is still a mystery. A casual word of his own can endanger the Yang family. The benevolent and filial Yang family and the loyal and brave Yang family have a wealth left to his descendants, so they cannot be destroyed just like this.

"That Tongshan is exquisitely made, it cost a lot of money, right?"

Emperor Daoguang was considered a frugal emperor. He could receive gifts, but it would not be pleasing to spend too much money. The money he spent was not the money of the Yang family, but the money of the Qing Dynasty!

Emperor Daoguang asked, but Yang Meng still spoke nonsense, just kept sweating.

"Why... the emperor asked you what you said! Why are you doing without saying anything?"

Mu Zhanga shouted loudly, and then woke up the stupid Yang Laosan.

Yang Meng first looked at it, bowed his body and planned to salute.

“Tagged…”

Yang Meng's beeping, but he had enough energy to accumulate. On the school ground, thousands of people could hear Yang Meng's call. This time, he not only shocked Emperor Daoguang, but also scared Mu Zhanga, who was sitting on the round stool, and shook his body.

"Chengchengcheng... Don't worship, it's so scary... I just asked you! Did this Tongshan spend a lot of money?"

Yang Laosan's voice was so damn sudden that Emperor Daoguang was so shocked that he held his breath. It was not a big deal for him to yell in the imperial study. Emperor Daoguang stopped Yang Meng's worship with a wave of his hand.

"Spend money? I don't know!"

Yang Meng still shouted this sentence. With the shock just now, Emperor Daoguang and Mu Zhanga were not scared. They were just shocked and their ears were buzzing.

"You can speak softly. If you use some strength, you can lift the roof."

Seeing Yang Meng's appearance, Emperor Daoguang laughed a little. Looking at his still young face, he was just a half-aged child, and it was a bit difficult for him to come to the capital from afar.

“How old is this year?”

Emperor Daoguang is about 20 years old. In order to make him take the position of general, Lin Zexu should have falsely reported his age.

“Twenty-seven!”

"Can you make a little less sound? If you shout like this, I will let you go to the yard to answer. How big is it?"

Emperor Daoguang was also a little amused by Yang Meng. Wouldn't this heart-wrenching cry be tired?

Seeing that Emperor Daoguang was confused about his age, Yang Meng knew that this matter was not hidden, but he could not answer directly. So he lowered his head and looked at the tip of his shoes. It was like a person who was fine.

Seeing Yang Meng lowering his head and silent, Emperor Daoguang smiled secretly and pretended to be angry and said, "How old is it?"

"Seventeen..."

When he said this, Yang Meng's tone became much lower, as if he was a child who did something wrong.

"Seventeen? This Lin Yuanfu is really!"

It was a bit nonsense to let a seventeen-year-old child be the general officer, but looking at Yang Laosan's figure, it would be reasonable to say that he was in his twenties or thirties. Even if you ask about this, you can't investigate it in depth.

"Why don't you answer what I asked you just now? How much does Tongshan cost?"

"I really don't know this. It was caused by my old man and the governor. I had heard of them when they were talking.

Then Old Man Lin said that casting cannons is not good? My old man asked him to cast a copper mountain. It was nothing more than casting copper. If the casting cannons were scrapped, they had to be refurbished. No matter how he looked, it would be a festive object to present it to the emperor, so this bronze mountain was found."

Yang Meng said to Old Man Lin on the left and Old Man on the right, but he learned to be vivid and amused Emperor Daoguang and Mu Zhang Abdu sitting beside him.

"They are meant to be the result of casting cannons?"

After hearing this, Emperor Daoguang was relieved. Lin Zexu was Lin Zexu and would not do meaningless things.

"I don't know, looking at Old Man Lin's sick look, he probably doesn't feel very good."

Yang Meng had been talking about these words with Lin Zexu. Lin Zexu also knew that Zhuang Tongshan was not the same as Zhuang Cannon. Zhuang Tongshan was not afraid of sand holes, but it would be useless to have sand holes when casting cannons. These words were nothing more than a means to comfort Emperor Daoguang. This old man said, if he took it seriously, he would not see the Yunnan Cannon until he died.

"Oh...it's so difficult to build a cannon?

I heard that you led your army in Yunnan to quell the rebellion, but is it true?”

It was difficult to cast a cannon. Emperor Daoguang sighed and said, "This matter is over, but whether Yang Laosan is a general of the Yang family still needs to be verified."

"It's not bad! Do you know this?"

"Haha... I know a lot! Tell me about leading the army to quell the rebellion!"

"Some people heard it, at that time..."

This question was also in Yang Meng's plan. A short and concise story mixed with marching knowledge came out of Yang Meng's mouth. He heard it a little fascinated by Emperor Daoguang and Mu Zhanga.

"You kid can still train troops?"

Emperor Daoguang still reserved his attitude towards what Yang Meng said. The seventeen-year-old child led troops to quell the rebellion, which didn't sound like a real thing.

"Why can't it be? The third master is invincible in Kunming. On the school ground, he just follows his will. Who doesn't follow my words and practices? I can't kill him?

When I was fighting Jihong Bridge, I was led by me personally. More than a thousand Supervisors were defeated, four or five thousand Yongchang's bandits were killed so much that they were everywhere. That day, the water in the Lancang River was red.

I spent half a day fighting against Yongping City. I killed more than a thousand bandits who were unable to fight against the king.

I was also the leader of the battle against Yongchang City. Shen Zhenda, who wanted to be a bullshit, was killed by me. I said that I had chopped my little fingers. Even if I surrendered, Yongchang City would be covered with little fingers.

Anything else can be said will be true, but it is said that Mr. Yang San of Kunming cannot be beaten, and I will never end up with you!"

In just a few words, Yang Meng touched the vein of Emperor Daoguang and the Green Camp's responsibilities, but a good way to hide the Yang family's private army. In order not to lose its position as general, Yang Meng was really arrogant!

"Bold! This is the Forbidden City. How could you call yourself Mr. Yang San? You have no place to kneel down and apologize!"

Mu Zhanga was also sweating heavily. Why did this little calf be so rude?

"Haha...it's okay! So, you're a powerful general!"

The story told by Yang Meng is quite credible. Emperor Daoguang immediately changed his opinion of the somewhat stunned Yang Laosan. Think about the idle books he read. Li Yuanba, the number one general of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, is that kind of virtue?

"Why isn't it? If you don't believe it, we can try it. Give me three or five hundred people. As long as I have practiced it, I promise to defeat twice the enemy with me."

Emperor Daoguang's question also made Yang Meng seize the opportunity. The battle with bare hands was like a melee in the world. He played with courage. If he brought three or five hundred people with him, he would have no problem in defeating two or three times his opponent.

Taking this opportunity, I demonstrated that I could lead troops to fight, and I could create some opportunities for the Yang family.

"Mu Zhongtang, what do you think?"

Yang Meng's words also aroused the appetite of Emperor Daoguang. Yang Laosan was not very scheming. He just spoke and looked at him. His expression was not like a fake. Using such a person to lead troops is much better than using Manchu and Han generals. At least he had no bad intentions, but the premise was that Yang Laosan could really lead troops to fight.

After being asked by the emperor, Mu Zhanga was also thinking about Yang Shiqin's purpose, but what just happened was basically a coincidence. In addition, Yang Meng had just easily knocked down three Eight Banners soldiers outside the Meridian Gate. Mu Zhanga was convinced by Yang Meng's words.

"Your Majesty, it's already autumn, and you can catch up with the hunting. Why not compete in the yard?"
Chapter completed!