After convinced his second brother, Yang Meng also got a jealousy. Yang Yi, who was confused about the matter in Yunnan, also wanted to hear the foundation of the Yang family in Yunnan. Yang Meng just smiled at this, and some things were not in his mouth and hands.

What the second brother said is not important, what is important is what he will do in the future. Now is not the time for him to understand Yunnan.

After hitting a soft nail in the third brother's place, Yang Yi wiped his face and went back to his yard. This errand in the capital made him miserable, and he did nothing more than to do it and said that the third brother would not always hide it from him.

The second brother is gone, and Yang Meng has a lot to deal with. Mu Zhanga has already reached the point. Next, he has to walk the path of the future imperial teacher Du Shoutian. Du Shoutian is a clean official and has little assets at home. It is probably not easy to deal with him with money.

He attracted the manager of the shadow troops stationed in Beijing. When Yang Meng told Du Shoutian about it, he unexpectedly found a big whale.

"The third master and the second master's clothes fell into a building in the eight great hutongs, and the main owner was Du Shoutian's student, the fourth prince Yizhu."

In Yang Meng's opinion, the prince was a bit nonsense. He didn't just talk about himself. If he wanted a woman, he might not get as many wealthy girls, but the beautiful girls would have as many young wives as they would have.

Some of the official women, folk women, some of them sell their own personalities, not to mention the talented and thin horses raised by human traffickers from all over the country. They glanced at the manager who spoke, and Yang Meng's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Have you checked your identity? Are you sure you win it?"

"I can't say that I'm sure I'll win it, but there are definitely seven or eight points. He is followed by a eunuch. The place where he lives is also an imperial city. According to the people under him, he is called the Fourth Master. In addition, the news we've inquired from everywhere, this person is probably the Fourth Prince Yizhu."

The craftsmanship of the shadow army was passed down by Yang Meng. He was unparalleled in the world, but he was definitely a high-end and first-class person. Although Yang Meng's methods in intelligence were not as good as the country back then, he was also one of the best in the Golden Triangle. Otherwise, how could he rise?

Most of the news that has been certified by multiple parties is not wrong. Unexpectedly, the main owner did not catch up, but instead touched out the person behind the main owner.

"How old is he? How is his body? What is his temperament? What are his preferences?"

After finding the fourth prince, Yang Meng was a little difficult to choose. He would definitely not be able to spend money on this path. According to Wei Wu's inference, this person is probably the next emperor. Spending money on him will only make him catch the handle.

When giving away women, you have to consider this. This method is good. If you want to last a long time, you can't do it. The same is true for ancient paintings and arts. No matter how many things are in the Yang family, they are not as good as the big ones. Most of the real good things are from the big ones.

Yang Meng brought some of the medicines. Liu Yitie made good things according to the ancient method. Yang Meng himself did not dare to try them, but those who tried them said that the medicine was very powerful.

Although the Fourth Prince's path is broad, it is not easy to leave! He can only touch his temperament and temper and try to make friends.

"Seventeen years old; thin; steady temperament, regular work and rest; like to listen to opera, lustful, and addicted to alcohol but not good wine."

OK! This person is still the same age as him. No wonder Emperor Daoguang called himself a child in the Nanshu that day. It seems that the seventeen-year-old Yizhu is also one of the beloved sons of Emperor Daoguang.

"Where is the Sixth Prince?"

This is also one of Wei Wu's predictions for the heirs of the throne. Since he was going to follow the path of the fourth prince, Yang Meng simply included the sixth prince in the circle.

"Fifteen years old; the specific situation is unclear. I only heard that the sixth prince has read a lot of books. This year he just married Gui Liang, the concubine of Rehe governor, as his concubine."

When he heard that he was fifteen years old, Yang Meng basically gave up the Sixth Prince's path. This big-hearted child is useless now? Marrying a concubine or a concubine of the governor. It seems that this Sixth Prince is not the first choice for Emperor Daoguang to establish a crown prince.

But how to get involved with the 17-year-old Four-Color Stick is also a troublesome thing. It seems that Feng Sheng can only come forward.

"Does Fengsheng know that painting is in the hands of the Fourth Prince?"

"I don't know, but I already know that it's painted in a pot of spring."

"Understanding it, he asked him to take us to the building called Yihuchun, and if you buy a building, you should be of higher grade. According to the preferences of the Fourth Prince, choose some songs. If there is a woman who can perform, get more than a dozen or twenty, and it should be cleaner.

I also got a batch of good wine, and I also got a batch of prescriptions and medicines for strengthening my body. I chose a clever shopkeeper. If this line can be passed, the building will continue to be opened.

This is done well and rewarded!”

What to do if he does this Fourth Prince, Yang Meng also scratched his head. It is not a good thing to get closer. He is not far or near, but he is afraid that he will not have any. The shadow troops in the capital have done a good job. It seems that after going back, Qin Ziqi will also strengthen his control over this side.

"Xie Sanye, my subordinates surrender."

The next day, Yang Meng called his second brother to discuss with him about dealing with the fourth prince. Not long after the talks, Feng Sheng was waiting outside the house, and there was also a carriage with him.

"Time is a bit tight. I really don't know if the fourth prince is a stubborn person. I will go shopping in the building early in the morning. Second brother, when the time comes, just remember one thing, don't hate the future emperor."

Feng Sheng, with handprints on his face, walked into the main hall carefully. Because of yesterday's incident, Changsui from Mu's Mansion was also fined.

Mu Zhanga didn't expect that the city gate officials in the capital would be so presumptuous. They would deduct more than 100,000 items at any time, and most of them were divided. This matter was difficult to deal with!

The people who divide the things are all bannermen, and even royal families are mixed in. Mu Zhanga can understand this. After all, in the capital, the expenses are quite large. If you don’t use some means to make some foreign dates, no one will have a good life. Just pointing to the offerings given by the court, it is not enough to spend in the capital.

Don’t want Yang Yi’s things, gold and silver, etc., and the Yang family is not short of these things. As for clothes, books and other valuable things, Mu Zhang Azhi sent his family to get a large part of them. As for whom the others can be found, it’s not impossible to ask for them. But it depends on the other party’s identity.

After reading the things on the carriage, I asked for most of the things that were useful to Yang Yi. As for other things, Yang Meng didn't expect to come back. As for those ancient paintings, I still have to mention them.

"Last year, I have a few ancient paintings in my luggage. Those paintings are all good things, can you..."

"Fengsheng, what do you think?"

Then after the second brother's words, Yang Meng put the burden on the pitiful Fengsheng.

"The things are in a building in the Bada Hutongs, I'll go now!"

Feng Sheng just got the news about the painting, and he has not reported it to Mu Zhongtang yet! Feng Sheng said he wanted it, but in fact he just wanted to go back and explore the details of the building.

The buildings in the capital are not ordinary fireworks and willow alleys. If they are not good enough, they will be the rake of a dynasty official who is making money. If they offend someone they can't afford to offend, then his life will be gone.

"You go? You should save money! Seeing how your Mu Zhongtang dealt with the dead? You should gain some knowledge. I have to go there in person. Let you gain more knowledge!"

After saying that, Yang Meng took his second brother and five or six guards and planned to go out, which scared Feng Sheng. Yesterday, Yang Erlan stabbed the man to death without saying anything. In order to calm the matter, Mu Zhongtang was also furious. The slap marks on his face still hurt! Today, we can't let this ancestor go out to cause trouble again.

"Grandpa... let me spare me! Because of yesterday's incident, Lord Zhongtang, I gave me twenty big mouths. If you go out today, Fengsheng's life will be gone!"

It's big or small to break into a building. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, that's a terrible job. Feng Sheng didn't care much about it and rushed directly to Yang Meng's feet, and started knocking "bang bang bang".

"Look at your cowardly look! I will take my second brother to reason with this time and will never kill anyone!"

Yang Meng was a little disgusted and kicked Feng Sheng down, but he also said something comforting.

"real?"

After wiped his tears, Feng Sheng asked tremblingly.

"What the third master said is like a nail. If you say it, nail it down and sit back by yourself. The third master has no problem."

"Can you really believe that young man is old?"

Feng Sheng quickly turned his head and tried his best to analyze how true or false Yang Erlangzi's words were.

"Do you believe me? If you can lead the way, if you don't lead the way, I will come to you from door to door."

Yang Meng's words were so lethal that he had no time to care about it. Feng Sheng could only nod helplessly.

Yang Meng was not used to sitting in a sedan chair. Without a good horse, the group could only walk. When they arrived at Yihuchun, they asked the guards to intercept Fengsheng. Yang Meng took his second brother and headed straight to the private room where the Fourth Master was.

There was no court meeting today, and Mu Zhanga had a rare purity. After sleeping until half of the morning, his subordinates brought him some good or bad news.

The troublemaker from Yunnan took his second brother to Yihuchun to find a place again.

"This stupid guy is a guy who won't suffer any losses. Wait! Are you talking about a pot of spring?"

Just now, Mu Zhanga's mind was not very smart. At first, he just heard Yihuchun. After thinking about it carefully, this old official who had been the Minister of Military Affairs for 20 years immediately turned pale.

"Hurry! Go and ask if the person in the palace is here? Don't be stunned, hurry up and clean up, let's go to a pot of spring."

I just woke up and broke out in a cold sweat. Yihuchun was the house I often went to, not only the one who accepted the things that were filial to him, but if that thing was Yang Yi's, the fun would be great.

Feng Sheng came back yesterday and said that Yang Laosan was a killer. When he arrived at the city gate, he stabbed the city gate official to death without saying a word. If he stabbed that person today, Mu Zhang'a's road would end.

"Bastard! Fengsheng, a damn slave, is the building in the capital so easy to break? He has to peel his dog skin when he comes back! You are so carefree, will you keep you for free?"

It’s not that Mu Zhanga is not in cultivation and not calm, but that things force him to be uneasy. Mu Zhanga understands the grasp of the general trend of the court even more. This year, the sixth brother married Gui Liang’s concubine daughter, and the throne basically fell on the regular guest of Yihuchun. Not to mention that Yang Lao San stabbed that person, even if he beat him, it would be a big deal!

"Go away quickly! Go faster! The damn Yang Laosan shouldn't have anything to do with the Yang family!"

It's too late to regret now, and people don't have any ulterior motives. If there were any, Mu Zhanga would definitely kill the third son Yang first.

Mu Zhanga was rushing to the road in a hurry, and Yang Meng and Yang Yi brothers went to the door of the private room.

"The third brother..."

"Second brother, when is it now? I can't admit defeat. Do whatever you should do!"

"Who? Do you know who is inside? Get out of here!"

"Get out? You're going to beat you, the eggless turtle slave!"

A young servant with tender skin just said something, but Yang Meng was knocked unconscious by a knife.

The little eunuch who was holding the door was fainted, and Yang Meng was not idle either, kicking open the wooden door of the private room.

"Fuck! Just such a terrible thing, it's worth getting up early to come and get the fireworks?"

When she looked at the two inside, Yang Meng couldn't help but question the taste of the fourth brother of the royal family. Just such a thing, she thought she was ugly for nothing! (To be continued...)
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