Yang Jun felt a chill in his heart. His two sons were hiding in the manor. Did the King of Qin know? He seemed to know his tone. He began to feel uneasy and wanted to say something, but he had no idea. He had to bow and say goodbye and leave.

Soon, Zhang Gongjin sent Yang Jun away and returned to the study room. He bowed and said, "Your Highness, this person should be no big problem."

Li Shimin shook his head and said coldly: "This person has ulterior motives and is very cunning. You don't know his true thoughts. You must not trust him too much until the last moment, but his two sons are indeed his weakness."

"Your Highness, do you want to bring his two sons into the palace and force him to serve you?"

Li Shimin walked a few steps behind his back, and finally he stopped walking: "There is no need to do this, as this will alarm the prince. Yang Jun became a useless chess. The best way is to attract but not send it, monitor his two sons, but do not move them. Yang Jun is a smart person, and he will be obedient."

"Your Highness is indeed brilliant."

Zhang Gongjin exclaimed and asked again: "What should Yang Rong do?"

Li Shimin hummed slightly, "Yang Rong is so famous that the prince probably won't trust him too much. If we use him as bait, we secretly cross Chencang."

...

Luoyang, it has been almost half a month since Yang Yuanqing returned to the Central Plains from Xiangyang. He has been staying in Luoyang and is very busy every day. He meets officials coming from the 12 counties of Henan Road, inspecting the farmland water conservancy situation, and visiting people's livelihood.

After the last war last winter, Luoyang City almost became an empty city, with only 7,000 households and less than 50,000 people. The former garden Qionghai has been completely destroyed and turned into farmlands, pavilions and towers have turned into ruins, and are covered with sores. A prosperous city built by Yang Guang once lost money to the world, has become extremely declining.

However, after the nearly half month of cleaning and rectification by tens of thousands of Sui troops, the filthy garbage in Luoyang City has been landfilled. Although the entire city is sparsely populated, it is clean and refreshing, and the entire city is completely renewed.

As soon as dawn, the Luoyang city gate opened as usual. Hundreds of farmers who had been waiting outside the city rushed in, carrying vegetable loads and fish carts, rushing to the city to do business. From a distance, there were more than a thousand immigrants riding donkeys and mule carts, helping the elderly and young, and carrying their meager belongings, preparing to return to Luoyang City.

These were originally residents of Luoyang who escaped the war and left Luoyang. As the war ended, they began to return to their hometowns. Almost every day, hundreds and thousands of people returned from all over the country. The soldiers guarding the city were already commonplace and did not question them and allowed them to enter the city.

The leader followed several officials riding horses in the crowd. The person in charge was Yang Shidao who came from Taiyuan. Four or five people behind him were his followers. Although he was the prime minister of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Shidao did not act like a high-ranking official, but followed the crowd and slowly entered the city.

"Yang Baoguo!"

Suddenly someone shouted on the top of the city. When Yang Shidao looked up, he saw an officer who looked like a captain, but a general with a golden helmet next to him was looking at him with a smile. It was Yang Yuanqing. Yang Shidao felt warm in his heart and Bai Chengtou waved his hand.

After entering the city, Yang Shidao turned over and dismounted, quickly walked up to the top of the city, Yang Yuanqing had already waited for him with a smile on his face for a long time, "I guess Yang Xiangguo came, so I waited at the top of the city early in the morning, and it was indeed here."

Yang Yuanqing was joking half-truely, and the two laughed together. After not seeing each other for several months, both of them felt extremely happy. Yang Shidao looked at Yang Yuanqing up and down. Seeing that he became dark and thin, and his jaws grew hard and short, he couldn't help but sigh: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly, "You can conquer the world! There is no such comfortable thing. It will always be hard, but this hard life is almost over."

Master Yang heard something from Yang Yuanqing's words and asked quickly: "When will your Highness plan to attack Guanzhong?"

"There is no rush to this question. I'll take you to see the new look of Luoyang."

Yang Yuanqing ordered his personal soldiers to prepare horses. He and Yang Shidao turned on their horses and walked slowly north along Dingdingmen Street under the escort of hundreds of personal soldiers.

Yang Yuanqing pointed at the street market on both sides with a horse whip. "When I first entered Luoyang, it was a mess. There were dead bodies everywhere, and the smell was stinking. Fortunately, I cleaned it for more than half a month and sprinkled it with lime water. Now there are no more filthy things and it has become much cleaner and cleaner. Now people are moving back every day. The county junta is very busy and basically they come to replace the deeds."

"Have your Highness considered moving the capital to Luoyang?" Yang Shidao asked with a smile.

Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "I don't consider moving the capital to Luoyang, but I can be the Eastern Capital in the future, so I will decide to make the capital Chang'an."

"Actually, I don't think it's necessary. The foundation of our New Sui Dynasty was not the Guanlong nobles, but the Shandong genius. I think it's more in line with the interests of the court to establish the capital Luoyang. I suggest that Your Highness set Chang'an as Xijing."

"Let me consider this! Luoyang is too dilapidated now. To restore its former prosperity, it will take a lot of manpower and material resources. Now the world is in poverty, and it will take at least two or three decades to recover its vitality. I don't want to spend my wealth on establishing a new capital."

Speaking of this, Yang Yuanqing changed the topic and smiled and said, "Tell me about you, how confident are you this time?"

Mr. Yang went south this time to Xiangyang to persuade his brother Yang Gongren to surrender. He pondered for a moment: "To be honest, my elder brother is more stubborn and values ​​reputation very much. If the Tang Dynasty has been destroyed, it would be easy to persuade him to surrender, but the Tang Dynasty has not yet been destroyed. It may be a bit difficult to persuade him to surrender. I can only be 50% sure."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, which was actually as expected by him. He pondered for a moment: "Tell your brother that if he is willing to surrender, I can grant him the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, actually in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, and be granted the title of Duke of Xiangguo. If he is unwilling to surrender, I will not force him. I can send him back to Guanzhong, and even allow him to bring 10,000 Guanzhong troops back, but no matter what, he must hand over Xiangyang City."
Chapter completed!