The Anxi Protectorate is the same as the official office of Zheng State. In front is the General's Mansion behind is the private house. Yang Huaiwu's convoy Liu Qipai escorted directly into the back house.

Yang Huaiwu saw his father-in-law standing on the steps of the corridor with a dark face expressionless face. His younger brother Yang Huaizhong showed anxiety on his silly face, and he wanted to tell him something. Yang Huaiwu knew something was wrong, and he was really angry at his father's appearance. He let his father-in-law know about his affairs in the Huiye Mansion.

After rushing to grab two steps, Yang Huaiwu knelt down on one knee according to the military rules and replied loudly: "I have met my father and commander."

Silence, suppressed silence, Yang Huaiwu lowered his head and did not dare to raise it. He felt itchy all over his body, and sweat flowed from hot sweat. After a moment, the sweat flowed from his face moistened the blue bricks in front of him.

"Open the carriage and move the things down." Yang Xiangliang ordered. The guards stepped forward and lifted the curtains of the car. Qing'er and the four girls screamed in fear. Qing'er cried out: "Young master, your son."

Yang Huaiwu dared not agree, and he knelt on the ground and did not move.

"There are really women." Yang Xiangliang said coldly: "Boll them down the corridor."

The voice rolled past Yang Huaiwu's heart like muffled thunder, which scared him so much that he could not bear to the ground. The kneeling leg was trembling and he tried his best to support his body.

The personal guard led Qing'er and others to the left corridor and began to unload things from the carriage. Five large carts, dozens of boxes and cages, were placed in the yard.

"Open", Yang Xiangliang walked down the steps and checked the things in the box: the gold is shining, bright and bright, bright and bright, jewellery, antique calligraphy and paintings, precious spices, large blankets, Western-European utensils, fine wine and specialties, which shine in the sun.

"Okay, okay, okay, my good son born to Yang Xiangliang, went out to get back a wealth of thousands of yuan for the family, and it was almost like I was sent to the prison for money." Yang Xiangliang laughed anxiously and raised his leg and kicked Yang Huaiwu.

Yang Huaiwu had already trembling legs, but was kicked out and ran away. He stopped when he hit the steps. He did not dare to get up, and knelt on his knees and begged, "Don't be angry, the child knows that he is wrong, and he is willing to be punished by military law."

With a "cang" sound, Yang Xiangliang pulled out his sword and roared angrily: "I'll kill you, the evil son."

The soldiers next to him rushed forward and stopped the Grandmaster, holding his hands to prevent him from coming forward. Yang Huaizhong knelt on the ground and hugged Yang Xiangliang's legs and cried and begged: "Master, my brother is confused for a moment. I think that my brother follows you for more than ten years, and you can spare him for the ups and downs. If my mother knows that you want to kill my grandmaster, it would be so sad. Father, my brother, please spare my grandmaster, Mingming."

When his son mentioned his old wife at home in Linyang County, Yang Xiangliang let go and asked his personal guard to take the sword away. Yang Xiangliang's eyes were closed, and tears fell from the tiger's eyes.

After a while, Yang Xiangliang returned to his calmness, kicked Yang Huaizhong away, stood on the stairs, and ordered coldly: "Yang Huaiwu received the money and property, disrupted our military discipline, and he was responsible for forty military sticks according to the law."

This punishment is within the scope of everyone's acceptance. Everyone dared not disobey and agreed respectfully: "Abide by the order."

Someone pulled Yang Huaiwu up and took him to get a military stick. Yang Huaizhong wanted to sneak out to take care of him, but was stopped by Yang Xiangliang. Yang Xiangliang looked at Qing'er and others with disgust and ordered: "Please return these women to the car, and put them all in the car. Liu Xingtang, you bring twenty people and take these five cars to the Huiye Mansion of Huazhou intact and handed them to the governor of Jiang, and only said that the original items were returned, and nothing else."

Liu Qipai received the order and sent Qing'er and his men back to the car. The things were loaded and the escorted back to Huazhou. Poor Miss Qing'er thought she could do it from now on.

Enjoying glory and fortune, but he was sent back without even drinking a sip of water. He cried and said in his heart that his life was bitter, but unfortunately his body was like duckweed and his life was involuntarily uncontrollably, so he could not help but do anything.

Yang Xiangliang returned to his Shuaitang, took out Fang Shishu's letter and looked carefully, and he felt unhappy. Fang Shishu was a good friend of himself, and even if he hadn't seen each other for many years, he still had letters. This friendship has become more and more mellow. Wu'er did something wrong in the Huiye Mansion. As an elder, you can beat and scold me. If you write a letter to me for decades of friendship, I will deal with it properly. It not only fulfills the affection between friends but also allows Wu'er to learn a lesson. Isn't it the best of both worlds? No matter which one I, Yang Xiangliang, will be grateful to you.

His eyes fell on the cover of the official document, and the red official seal was eye-catching. Yang Xiangliang was upset. Fang Shishu, you have been in the officialdom for many years. Don’t you know that a piece of paper can’t be pulled back? You did this clearly mean to ruin Wu'er’s future, and to slap me Yang Xiangliang’s face.

Holding a few pieces of letter paper in his hand, Yang Xiangliang let out a terrifying smile. Fang Shishu told me the matter of Wu'er receiving and giving property at Huiye Mansion in the form of official documents. He clearly wanted to put pressure on me with Jiang Anyi and forced me to move Zhenhuazhou to not interfere in local affairs in the future. Jiang Anyi, Fang Shishu, I, Yang Xiangliang, are you the ones who can be controlled by me? Originally, I had no intention of interfering in Huazhou's government affairs, but you were too damned. If Yang blindly gave in, he would probably be regarded as a "head-reducing turtle".

This letter, which should have been sent by private messages, was a bit careless, which made Yang Xiangliang feel resentful, and Huazhou has been in trouble since then.

He threw away Fang Shishu's letter with hatred. Yang Xiangliang took the paper and began to write a letter of guilt, explaining to the emperor the incident and the result of his own punishment, and asking the emperor to punish him. Yang Xiangliang knew that the emperor would not punish Wu'er for his own affection, and would even comfort him with him, but the relationship between him and the emperor became weaker. When the affection was exhausted, it was time for him to give way. Zhu Xunpu was the precedent.

This letter was really hard to write. A pile of waste paper was thrown on the ground. The letter was still not finished. Before I knew it, it was already dark. Yang Huaizhong walked into Shuaitang and said, "Father, it's time to have supper."

Yang Xiangliang raised his head and realized that the sky was dark. He rubbed his sore eyes and asked, "How is your elder brother?"

Yang Xiangliang was extremely strict in the military administration, and his subordinates did not have the personal feelings because Yang Huaiwu was the young marshal. After the forty army was sticking down, Yang Huaiwu had a skin and was unable to move on the bed.

Yang Huaizhong replied with a little complaint: "Father, my elder brother woke up and fainted. The military doctor applied gold-chuang medicine on him. He was not awake when I came here."

The body hurts his father's heart. Yang Xiangliang appears to be cold and ruthless, but in fact he feels very pity for his two sons. Especially Yang Huaiwu is smart and has great martial arts skills. He has followed him through adventures several times and almost lost his life. Yang Xiangliang has high hopes for him, so he is particularly angry with the other party's practice of conducting a book.

Standing up, Yang Xiangliang walked to the back house. Both sons were already married, and their families were in Linyang County and did not follow the army. Only father and son and some personal soldiers lived in the back house. The army was in a bad mood, and many generals knew how to raise women in the local area. Yang Xiangliang heard that Yang Huaiwu also raised women outside, but as long as he did not bring them home, it would not affect military affairs, he just thought it was not known.

When he walked to Yang Huaiwu's house, the strong smell of medicine choked into his nose, and the room was dark. A veteran sat on a chair at the door and was sleeping. Yang Huaizhong went into the house to light a candle. The veteran was shocked that Yang Xiangliang was too lazy to pay attention and waved his hand to let him retreat. In the gauze tent, Yang Huaiwu lay on the bed in a drowsy manner, wearing loose silk pants, and blood marks oozing out of his butt and thighs.

“Big brother, big

Brother, Yang Huaizhong called softly. Yang Huaiwu opened his eyes and saw his father's black face. He couldn't help but twitch, touching the wound and moaned.

"I know that your body is hard and that forty military sticks cannot hurt you. Don't act like a bear." Yang Xiangliang scolded.

Yang Huaiwu felt relaxed. Although his father's tone was severe, his anger had subsided. He responded to "yes" and supported him to sit up. Yang Xiangliang asked his second son to hold him on his side and carefully stuff it with the quilt on the bed, and then said: "You tell me the situation to Huazhou as it is, don't miss it."

Yang Huaiwu dared not hide it, and honestly told the story of his trip to Huazhou. From looking at the station, to the Weiyuan Escort Agency for help, Qiyuanlou secretly argued, Huiye Mansion received gifts, and was shocked by the Long Guard. Finally, Yang Huaiwu asked: "Father, but Long Guard came to complain, the child was not careful and caused trouble for the father and commander."

Yang Xiangliang sneered and said, "You are ruthless to promise that you are smart. You don't even know who your opponent is. Although Long Guard is powerful, he will not easily commit crimes as his father."

"What? It's not Long Wei, is it Jiang Anyi? He dares to do something bad in secret, and I will kill him." Yang Huaiwu said viciously.

"Don't let me hear such stupid words in the future." Yang Xiangliang straightened up and cursed with regret: "Jiang Anyi is a fourth-rank official in the court. Who can kill him except the emperor? When he was in the Qing Dynasty, he was just a member of the Ministry of Rites. What can the top ten families do to him? Huangshaguan he stood up for Hu Jianzheng, and Miao Tieshan was covered in dust. Who are you? You dare to deal with Jiang Anyi easily? It's either because your father looked down on you or put you two on the school grounds to fight for life and death. I'm afraid that you will not be back."

Yang Xiangliang's words were poured on Yang Huaiwu's head like a basin of cold water, which made him feel cool and a little bit of self-reflection. He has always looked at Jiang Anyi condescendingly, thinking that Jiang Anyi would rely on the breath of the Anxi Protectorate like the officials of Bingzhou. Now, unlike in the past, the Protectorate has lost jurisdiction over local government affairs.

"The child knows his mistake." Yang Huaiwu is good, and he can admit his mistake. "The child wants to make the father and commander embarrassed, and the children will immediately send back the property."

A trace of joy flashed in Yang Xiangliang's eyes. The child was able to teach him and could take it down. Yang Huaizhong interjected from the side: "The father-in-chief has asked Liu Qipai to send everyone and things back."

Yang Huaiwu asked nervously: "How to deal with the Weiyuan Escort Agency's share of the business?"

"What are you afraid of when you are under the table?" Yang Xiangliang said: "Didn't Jiang Anyi give the queen and prince's perfume dry stock? As long as you don't get it on the table, who dares to say anything? But for the sake of safety, you should try not to contact the people of the Weiyuan Escort Agency in the future and send someone who can trust to deal with it. Understand?"

Yang Huaiwu nodded and said with some concern: "Weiyuan Escort Agency spent money and must compete with Zhenyuan Escort Agency. How can we help each other?"

"So my father often says that you have great ambitions and talent, just make an excuse for such trivial matters. I will leave a document in the name of Anxi Protectorate, saying that materials need to be transported during the transfer of the town, and entrusted them to the Weiyuan Escort Agency. Just a legitimate way to let the Weiyuan Escort Agency and the Anxi Protectorate Agency be linked to the Anxi Protectorate. As for how the Weiyuan Escort Agency acts, it depends on himself. Let's sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight. If necessary, help the tiger or kill the tiger, hold the knife in your hand, and follow your own will."

Yang Huaiwu was convinced and smiled and said, "It was still the father and coach who thought it carefully, and the child was taught."
Chapter completed!