Zhao Sanfu quietly went to Yang's house.

Or climb over the wall and get in.

"Where's Zitai!"

The guard who stayed behind said: "Go out and buy some."

Zhao Sanfu was anxious, "Who did you bring?"

"Like the third child."

This is what Yang Xuan said. The third lao refers to the old thief, Tu Shang and Wang Laoer.

Zhao Sanfu knows the strength of these three people...the old thief and Wang Laoer. They have strength, but they are no match for those outsiders who focus on cultivation.

"How about Tu Shang?"

The guard chuckled.

This is confidential.

Zhao Sanfu asked again: "But a monk?"

The guard shook his head.

This is not a secret... Tu Shang's weapon is a spear, and you can tell at a glance that it is a battle formation skill.

The so-called monks are those experts who specialize in cultivation and are not contaminated by the world.

I'm afraid it's inappropriate... Zhao Sanfu said: "If he comes back, ask him not to go out for the time being, and then ask someone to look for me on the mirror."

"yes."

Returning to the mirror, Zhao Sanfu ordered: "Go and stare at that cultivating disciple of the Yang family."

…

"Little Langjun followed Yang Lue out of Chang'an and took Yang's surname, so he must be Yang Xuan." Huang Linxiong... no, it was Lin Feibao who was analyzing.

"The governor... go and inquire personally, be careful, where the governor named Yang Xuan is an official."

Someone went.

Lin Feibao looked at the note and said, "Danger, this means that Xiao Langjun has encountered a crisis. Also, if he had not encountered a crisis, that person would not have used me."

Zhang Xu has a bad temper, "Who dares to touch Xiao Langjun? Let's destroy his whole family!"

"Sit down!" Lin Feibao pressed his hands, "Wait!"

The news is easy to find out.

"He is the governor of Chenzhou in Northern Xinjiang."

"Continue to inquire."

Yang Xuan has actually become the governor of Chenzhou. This news makes Lin Feibao and others very happy.

"The young man's residence has been found. Our people are watching nearby. Commander, do you want to meet?"

Lin Feibao pondered for a long time, "If I come forward now, I'm afraid that Mr. Lang will think he's cheating, so I'll put it aside for now and keep an eye on it. I'll keep an eye on it!"

…

Yang Xuancai bought a lot of things, mostly for Zhou Ning.

"I don't have one of my own?"

After the inspection, Yang Xuan sighed a little, "Men are really not particular about it!"

Wang Laoer knew that he had bought a lot of food for himself. The old thief also bought some clothes that were not available in Northern Xinjiang. He had just changed them and came out to ask Wang Laoer.

"Second brother, I look handsome in these clothes."

Wang Laoer took a look and said, "Handsome...how do you write those two words?"

Just when the old thief wanted to give some guidance, Wang Laoer said, "You can write it yourself later!"

grass!

The old thief looked at Tu Shang angrily.

"The old sparrow wants to act young."

Tu Shang's comments are very sharp.

The old thief said angrily: "The store owner said before that I looked younger than ten years old after wearing these clothes. Then he went to smash up his store!"

Yang Xuan said: "Youngness or youthfulness depends on your face. No matter how beautiful your clothes are, they are just a foil."

Wang Laoer nodded and bared his teeth at the old thief, "Look at me, that man said I want to wear mature clothes."

Everyone took a closer look.

Wang Laoer's skin is so good that people are speechless, his eyes are black and white, and his hair is thick and black...

Tu Shang said calmly: "Be focused on nothing and live a simple life. Only in this way can you live a long life."

This is true.

"Langjun." A guard came into the backyard, "A servant came and said he was from Chen Zimao's family, Mr. Chen."

Yang Xuan got up and went to the front yard.

A man was waiting, and after saluting, he said, "My husband was playing with a group of friends outside the city. I heard that Ambassador Yang had returned to Chang'an, so I asked the villain to invite you to come."

Chen Zimao was good at sneaking into camps and often organized such gatherings. He was the organizer of the last trip to northern Xinjiang, but he got away with it and was robbed by the Northern Liao Army.

The key is that most of his friends are the children of powerful and high-ranking officials.

Can you find another thigh?

Thinking of Wei Ling'er's father, Youwuwei General Wei Zhong, who assisted him last time, Yang Xuan felt his hands itching.

Of course, the more thighs, the better!

"Hold on."

Yang Xuan changed his clothes with a three-piece suit and led the horse out. As for Zhao Sanfu's reminder, he ignored it.

Chen Qu came out all the way.

Diagonally opposite, a big man was under a tree, looking up boredly at a big bird on the tree.

When the weather gets cold, people will feel drowsy just sitting at home, so they have to go out and walk around from time to time.

The big man turned back inadvertently and glanced at Yang Xuan.

Then he looked at the tree again.

He whispered: "I remember those eyes!"

He nodded slightly, and on the other end, a big man followed quietly.

…

Yang Songcheng dropped the document in his hand and said, "The money and food reported by the Ministry of War is too much. Let them review it carefully and reduce the consumption!"

"Yes." The official picked up the document and then left.

An old servant came in.

He came closer, leaned over, and whispered: "That man was indeed moved, and is now preparing to leave the city."

Yang Songcheng picked up another document and said, "His interactions with Wei Zhong and Luo Cai and others were deliberate. It can be seen that he wanted to get acquainted and win over a group of powerful people as his backing. In this way, I heard that a group of powerful children were outside the city.

Is there any reason why he wouldn’t be tempted to attend a party?”

"Alang knows things like a god."

"Is Jujuro's side ready?"

"It's said that I have prepared two good hands."

"good."

Yang has good skills, but if he takes action at this moment, there is no guarantee that he will be noticed by the camera or someone else.

Outsiders don’t have this worry.

Yang Songcheng ordered: "Keep an eye on Mr. Zhou and see how Mr. Zhou reacts after the news comes."

"yes."

Yang Songcheng watched the old servant go out and brushed away the scraps of paper on the desk.

"Many people! They just don't know what propriety is!"

Scraps of paper fell to the ground.

Like a speck of dust.

The wind is blowing outside.

Yang Songcheng frowned, "Close the door!"

The clerk appeared outside the door and slowly closed the door to the duty room.

The door flaps, blowing up a gust of wind in the room.

The scraps of paper were stirred up by the wind and washed away by the heat in the brazier.

All the way!

Fly up!

…
To be continued...