The first time he came to Chang'an, Yang Xuan felt that this was paradise.

Paradise is prosperous, but it is also highly hierarchical and the weak eat the strong.

It was just Yang's small vassal family that made him and Zhao Sanfu so embarrassed that they were almost killed.

This made Yang Xuan know that you cannot act according to your own temper in this world.

Zhong Er's aura gradually calmed down, and he looked at the world with more complex eyes.

He saw wealth and poverty.

He saw strength and weakness...

The strong squeezes the weak, as if it were the way of heaven.

Only then did he understand that the world and the mountains are the same: tigers eat sheep, and sheep eat grass; big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps...

Strengthening oneself has become the most urgent goal.

He worked hard to lay a foundation in Taiping, tried every means to gain a reputation for himself in Chenzhou, and won over everyone he could.

All of this was not only due to rebellion against the great cause, but also stemmed from the insecurity in his bones.

Those years in Chang'an were his first teacher to enter the world of flowers.

You have to be strong!

The strength of the old thief is not weak, but after all, his age is here, and it will be difficult to make progress.

Yang Lue was so powerful that even Yang Xuan didn't know his roots, but he couldn't stay by his side.

Wang Laoer's progress is gratifying. If he met the original Wahai now, Yang Xuan felt that the two of them would be equally matched.

But Wahai is just a master of the Waxie tribe, and is not worth mentioning when looking at the world.

The great cause of overcoming rebellion will continue to deepen, and the opponents encountered in the future will become more and more difficult to deal with. How to save his own life has become a problem for Yang Xuan and the small group.

Anyone can die, but not Yang Xuan.

With him gone, Yang Lue and others' half-life efforts and efforts would have been in vain.

Yang Xuan often thought, why didn't the emperor arrange some powerful guards for himself?

To say the least, you have to be an old man at this level. You don't have to worry about being assassinated when you go out, let alone being beheaded by your opponent when you charge.

After searching and searching for the master's traces, Yang Xuan gradually gave up, thinking that when his wings were full, he would bring Yang Xuan back from Southern Zhou. In this way, he would have a master by his side.

Unexpectedly, I found an expert in a small town in Southern Zhou Dynasty.

But the master obviously had no interest in him. After getting up, he just followed Wang Laoer.

Yang Xuan smiled and said in a low voice: "You're here, I don't believe I can't capture you!"

The old thief chuckled and said, "The villain said that the second child is lucky. No, his parents were killed by his enemies, and he is the only one who survived. When I arrived in Chang'an, I met Lang Jun, and today I met another master."

"Xiao Xuanzi, this is the protagonist's template!" Zhuque said happily.

yes!

Yang Xuan thought of novels with dull protagonists. Isn’t this the case?

Foolish people are blessed!

Stupid people can bully God!

When the group got off the city, someone arranged a place and even arranged a fragrant bath.

“Comfortable!”

Yang Xuan entered the bathroom and didn't know what was put in the water. He smelled it and relaxed all over.

"who?"

Two petite women are blessed, "Slaves are ordered to serve the nobles."

"Get out!"

"I don't dare!"

"He will be beaten to death."

Whose idea was this?

And so vicious, why?

He thought about Wang Zhong, is he trying to please me?

Yang Xuan frowned, "Then wait outside."

"yes!"

The two women didn't know whether they were angry or feeling lucky. They muttered after going out.

"This man looks so young."

"Um!"

"It is better to serve him than to serve a true nobleman."

"It said that a waiter and a lieutenant came here."

"Yes! The thieves attacked the city with great force. The servant fought bravely and finally killed the thieves."

"How is your family?"

"I, Aye, am back."

"My brother is back too."

A woman came over and said mysteriously: "Hey! I just heard that our people were afraid of death before, but it was the Tang people who saved us."

"Tang people?"

"Yes! The Tang Dynasty envoy led our people to kill many rebels. He is said to have commanded Ruoding and is a fierce general!"

"Ah! Is that so?"

"It is true that the people of the Tang Dynasty were brave and brave."

"Hey! I had known earlier that I should have served that envoy. Wouldn't it be great if I could follow him to the Tang Dynasty?"

"You think beautifully!"

Several women chattered until a small official came over to check.

"Why didn't you go in to serve?" the clerk was furious.

The three women knelt down, and one of them said, "That man doesn't want it."

The kings have just told them that they must serve the Tang envoy well, especially the envoy Yang Xuan.

The clerk knew what he was thinking, and he just wanted Yang Xuan to say something good for him when he returned to Bianjing. Although there was little hope, he would not lose anything if he tried.

But the woman who had been arranged was not sent out. Wang Shilang would definitely be angry with me later... Thinking of this, the little official's eyes became stern.

"Back then, wait for all three families to transport food and grass..."

Squeak!

The door is open!

Yang Xuan walked out, with moisture still coming out of his hair.

"Hey! What's the fuss about?"

When the clerk saw him coming out, he bowed and backed away, "I've disturbed you, so I'll leave now."

The three women cried miserably. They were not afraid of the so-called nobles, but they were afraid of the local officials. The nobles left as soon as they left, and would not remember a weak woman.

But the petty officials are local snakes, and they will find many ways to deal with their family later.

The clerk had previously said that the three of them would be sent to deliver grain and grass.

This is a military service, but you need to bring your own dry food. On this journey, no one is cultivating the fields at home. If you come back, you may see your family starving. In addition, the person who is serving may also die on the way.

A petty official can ruin a family!

Make your life worse than death!

The three of them knelt down and begged. The clerk backed away and looked at them gloomily.

If you don't serve the nobleman well, the local magistrate will make his life worse than death.

In the eyes of the people, petty officials are their gods and can control their life, death, honor and disgrace.

But in the eyes of petty officials, Shangguan is their own heaven, and they can also control their life, death, honor and disgrace.

Just like at this moment, the three women were panicked, and he was also panicked.

The three women were afraid of him, he was afraid of the local officials, the local officials were afraid of Yuan Xiao, and Yuan Xiao was afraid of the kings.

It's like a food chain.

Big fish eat small fish.
To be continued...