Puxiang City is not small, otherwise it would not be able to serve as the administrative seat of Yanzhou and the core of offense and defense.

But its planning pattern is a bit rough!

The main road is very wide, which facilitates the rapid movement of troops.

However, the ground is uneven and illegal buildings appear from time to time on both sides.

At this moment, the spacious street was full of people kneeling.

The wind blew from the wilderness outside the city, blowing my long hair and clothes.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, "Get up!"

Then, he rode his horse slowly.

Mai Lang slowly straightened up and followed him with his eyes.

Long live!

This is a slogan that came to mind after I was full.

Who can live long?

soil!

Mountains!

And people, after a hundred years, dust will return to dust, and dust will return to dust.

But a light and airy feeling made Yang Xuan feel that his breathing was incredibly smooth, and the air seemed to be full of happiness factors, making him feel comfortable all over.

He glanced at the blue sky.

It's as if it's within reach.

He glanced at his open palm.

This world!

It was as if he was holding it in his hand.

Can't think about it anymore!

Yang Xuan shook his head slightly to dispel the ecstasy.

But it was of no use, my body was still feeling dizzy and my mind was a little dizzy.

It felt like... becoming a god.

He glanced at the people.

He knew that his words could determine the honor, disgrace, and even life and death of these people.

He took a look at the street. The houses on both sides were short. With just one order, the place would be turned into ruins.

This kind of wandering can destroy everything in front of you!

This feeling is really intoxicating.

So, is this the emperor?

When he arrived at the station, Yang Xuan entered the lobby and sat down.

"I'm being reckless."

Han Ji apologized.

"Oh!" Yang Xuan was still in the afterglow of the spirit.

"Shouting long live at this moment may seem to enhance the prestige of the country, but it will arouse the vigilance of all parties and even cause public opinion to boil."

Han Ji really regretted it, but was very curious, "But King Wei didn't show any anger."

Yang Xuan slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot about him."

Han Ji said awkwardly: "But after I think about it carefully, the Duke has made an oath to live up to the Tang Dynasty. He will definitely think that the Duke wants to stand on his own in the north."

Yang Xuan's mind gradually calmed down.

The temperament of the eldest nephew... you may say he is rough, but in reality there is a subtlety to his roughness. Judging from the fact that he has been able to work hard for several years, this man has no desire for power.

But after all, the country belongs to the old Li family. Seeing someone calling him Long Live, what would the eldest nephew think?

Yang Xuan coughed dryly, "I'll make some barbecue later, that's all. Why are I telling you this? He'er!"

"Why!"

Jiang He'er ran in from outside, pressing his hair with one hand and holding a letter in the other. The hand holding the letter was still holding down his clothes that were blown up by the spring breeze...

Her face was red and her eyes were bright, "My lord."

"Tell them to get some good mutton and prepare it for the barbecue!"

"I want to eat!" Wang Laoer came in.

"You foodie!" Yang Xuan said angrily, "This time you will be the first to resist!"

Wang Laoer said angrily: "My lord, you went first and said that it was lucky that I made a circuit from Cangzhou, otherwise I wouldn't be able to capture Jin Ying. Without Jin Ying in hand, you can't judge Shang Guoneng's character."

If you can't judge Shang Guoneng's character, you can't dig a hole and bury him in one fell swoop..."

"Okay, okay!"

Yang Xuan had a splitting headache, "Go make a fire!"

Wang Laoer went away happily.

"What the Duke wants to say to King Wei, will it be harmful for the second son to hear it?" Han Ji asked.

"Are you worried about the second child?" Yang Xuan squinted at him, "Are you worried about what will happen to the second child after he knows too much about Wang Shou?"

Han Jiqian smiled and said: "I have no such idea."

News came from the Beijiang Guild Hall that Wang Shou was now being ignored by Zhao Sanfu on the stage. According to the rumors in Chang'an political circles, this man's life and death depended on the emperor's thoughts.

Han Ji then resigned.

The old thief is outside, wait until he comes out

She pulled him and the two of them went to the edge.

"I think what the Duke wants, the second son will probably be a trusted general in the future!" The old thief was a little envious, "It's a pity that I am getting older, otherwise it would not be the second son's turn."

He looked at Han Ji and said, "You are worried that the second child will follow Wang Shou's old path, and you are overthinking it."

Han Ji shook his head, "I always say that you should read more, read more. Anyone who is determined to enter the court should read more history. All history is the present."

Old Thief: “I’ve read more history than you!”

If a family of tomb robbers doesn't read history, how can they know where the nobles may be buried?

How to visit noble people?

Han Ji sneered, "When you read history, you look for noble people, and what you see is wealth. But when I read history, what I see is the flash of swords.

How many monarchs and ministers have been close to each other while conquering the country. When the dynasty was established, the emperor had great power, and his ministers gradually indulged in wealth. Then, various temptations... such as the power of the dragon, various formations, cliques... and finally died.

No burial place."

"I'm not that kind of person!" The old thief was very confident.

"Many times, what kind of person the emperor thinks you are depends on what kind of person you are! Are there too few famous ministers and generals who were unjustly killed by emperors in history? Why were those loyal ministers killed? You have to think about it!"

Han Ji lowered his voice and said, "The second child is acting unscrupulously. It's no problem at the moment, but it's a good thing. But once...that day comes, if his temper is not right, it will lead to disaster!"

"Then what you just said..."

"I'm hinting to the Duke that the second son's temperament is... straightforward. Many times, if you don't want him to get involved in those things, then set some rules for him."

The old thief took a deep breath, "As for that?"

Han Ji said firmly: "As for that!"

Later, King Wei came.

"Let's go eat meat!"

Yang Xuan went to the back with him.

Wang Laoer is having a barbecue.

While flipping the barbecue, he was salivating and sniffing.

"Are you okay?" Yang Xuan asked.

"We have to wait." Wang Laoer squatted there without saying anything about getting up to salute.

Yang Xuan and King Wei sat down.

"Does your Majesty mind what happened earlier?" Yang Xuan smiled and said, "I definitely don't believe in the so-called long live."

He avoided sensitive topics and communicated with King Wei from a different angle.

"If it were someone else, I would think that he had treasonous intentions." King Wei got straight to the point, "But I know you are a person, and if you make an oath, you will definitely not break your promise!"
To be continued...