Yang Xuan would not care about the gossip of Beiliao's senior officials back then, and few people in Beijiang were concerned about this matter.

He Lianyan felt like a spider, with Taoxian as the center and Jin Yiwei's hands as points, connecting the points with spider silk to form a web.

She sat in the middle of this web, and countless messages were passed back along the spider threads every day, and she checked lazily.

Each piece of information is the past of a person or a group of people. Looking at these messages is like peeking into other people's privacy.

If she wanted to, she could keep these people in the past forever.

Seize life and death, this is the sweetness of power.

But she knew that this way would not work.

Wang Shou is an example. It is said that Wang Shou is now in a panic inside the mirror, worried that one day the emperor's messenger will suddenly appear outside the door and say coldly: You have failed His Majesty!

The mirror is the slave of the emperor. The slave holds a lot of the master's privacy. What's the point of not dying?

Therefore, Helianyan tried his best to avoid news about Yang Xuan and his family.

But many times, their news is mixed in with other news and cannot be avoided.

I don’t know, many times it is a happy thing.

He Lianyan walked in the city, followed by more than ten people.

She was wearing black clothes, and her cloak moved in the wind.

There were always people walking on the street, but they would actively avoid them.

Not much is known about the reputation of the Jin Yiwei, but at least they have seen them arresting criminals. The scene can be described as exciting and domineering.

Is Helian Hong sick?

Helianyan was thinking about this issue.

As a rare expert, He Lianhong's cultivation is not bad.

People with good cultivation rarely get sick.

For example, Yang Xuan only had one minor illness in the past few years, and Zhou Ning just took a few injections and was cured.

As far as He Lianyan knew, that was the most dangerous crisis the emperor's uncle had ever encountered.

He was about to burp, but he narrowly escaped death.

Interesting!

He Lianyan narrowed her charming eyes, He Lianrong stopped behind, and a guard in golden clothes spoke to him in a low voice.

"Uh-huh!"

While He Lianrong listened, he pointed at He Lianyan. Someone came forward and said, "Commander..."

He Lianyan stopped, and He Lianrong came up and said: "Our people failed to sneak into Lijiang River and escaped back."

Yang Xuan was determined to attack Kunzhou, so Helianyan sent secret spies to sneak into Lijiang, first to inquire about information, and secondly to look for opportunities to sabotage or assassinate.

The last time they attacked Neizhou, Jin Yiwei successfully provoked an internal fight between Xiao Hongde and Zhao Dora.

"Try again!" He Lianyan said.

When you reach this level, you will naturally regard the lives of your subordinates as numbers... you will be sad and distressed, but you will also be indifferent.

He Lianrong said softly: "The commander, the military people, have gone in!"

Helian Yan's eyes narrowed, "Incompetent!"

He Lianrong lowered his head, "Yes, the subordinate is incompetent!"

The military also has its own team, from spies to scouts, and the intelligence department is equally excellent.

However, after the sudden rise of the Jinyiwei, the military was caught off guard and was suppressed by the Jinyiwei several times.

…

"Our people have gone in."

Jiang Cunzhong found Nan He.

Nan He was reading a book. He was a general who became a monk on the way. He fled Chang'an that night. After arriving in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, he followed Yang Lue to run the business.

From then on, he liked to read military books whenever he had nothing to do.

"How many entered?"

Jiang Cunzhong stretched out two fingers and said with some satisfaction: "The Jin Yiwei men were discovered and returned in embarrassment."

"good!"

Nan He closed the book, "I always let out a bad breath. If I can find out valuable information, or create chaos and assassinate enemy generals, Jin Yiwei will lose face this time."

"Next time we discuss matters, we have to..." Jiang Cunzhong looked at him with probing eyes.

Nan He was a member of Yang Xuan's inner circle. In comparison, Jiang Cunzhong was a bit less interesting.

Nan He smiled and said, "Next time we discuss matters, stab them."

Jiang Cunzhong said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to add some fun to life occasionally."

Nan He nodded, "That's exactly it."

There were more and more people around Yang Xuan, and they gradually divided into several camps.

Han Ji and He Lianyan were vaguely in the same camp, but Jiang Cunzhong's proposal was not to compete, but to create barriers.

If Jin Yiwei was harmonious with the military and even became intimate, Yang Xuan would probably have to turn a blind eye while sleeping.

Jiang Cunzhong worked carefully and his words made Nan He admire him.

After Jiang Cunzhong left, Nan He got up and went to see Yang Xuan.

"...Lin Jun is a famous general in the Northern Liao Dynasty. Once the number of scouts is wrong, he will guess that I am sending troops in the wrong direction. Therefore, the scouts will remain as usual."

"yes!"

Yang Xuan waved his hand and asked the general to retreat.

"Tired?" Song Zhen asked.

Yang Xuan pointed to his temples and squinted his eyes, "It hasn't stopped all morning. People keep coming to ask for instructions, and there are always problems waiting for me to deal with. To be honest, this job is not impossible, but it is too tight.

"

Song Zhen smiled and said: "I and Old Liu have always been like this."

hehe!

Therefore, I can have some leisure time!

Yang Xuan said sincerely: "If you two hadn't been in charge, Northern Xinjiang would have been in chaos long ago."

Song Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, while Liu Qing held the document and tapped his forehead with his fingers while reading. He was probably in trouble. He suddenly put the document down, raised his head and asked, "Someone proposes to cut off the road from Bei Liao to Fengzhou."

Trails in the mountains to guard against possible sneak attacks by the enemy again."

"This matter is not advisable!"

Yang Xuan stopped smiling and said, "If you encounter trouble, just block it and isolate it. You can isolate the trail and think you can sit back and relax from now on. But there are no absolutes in the world. When the enemy army suddenly appeared in Fengzhou, everything was in chaos.

…”

He took the document and stretched out his hand. Liu Qing handed over the brush. Yang Xuan took it and wrote a few words with the brush.

——The enemy can go, and so can I!

He put down his pen and said, "Remember, this is the Tang Dynasty!"

Remember, this is Datang!

Yang Xuan had said this sentence in the army, but it was the first time he mentioned it in the Jiedushi mansion.

"Datang never shows weakness."

Liu Qing knew his attitude and would have a standard to deal with similar incidents in the future.

A clerk stood outside the door and said, "My lord, Nanhe would like to see you."

Yang Xuan stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

Civil and military people should not be too close, this is Yang Xuan's understanding.

He met Nan He in the front yard.

"Those new soldiers have been well trained. I've seen the officials over at the food and grass department and they're all ready..."

"Why, are you impatient?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.

Nan He said: "In Neizhou, the morale of the army is high. It is better to encourage morale than to let it down. In the spring of the National People's Congress, it was announced that it would march northward, and the army is waiting to be prepared. But the morale cannot be too high, otherwise it will be exhausted before the battle. I will lower my official rank.

I’m not afraid that the Duke must be planning to send troops in the near future.”

Yang Xuan nodded, "Get ready!"

"yes!"
To be continued...