Chapter 266 Listening to the Wind and Rain in a Small Building

Zhao Hong, Shen Fa, and Nangong Feiying came and went in a hurry. Nangong Feiying only had time to wave to Yang Ge.

Yang Ge also waved to him and watched the three people leave.

He knew that a new storm was about to begin...

"Does the matter in the Southwest have anything to do with the White Lotus Sect?"

Yang Ge lowered his head and continued to burn the paper, asking softly.

Flea pondered for a moment and replied: "The White Lotus Sect is deeply involved with the chieftains in the southwest. This uprising should be more or less related. But as far as I know, this matter was not caused by the instruction of the White Lotus Sect. The White Lotus Sect is in the Southwest." The few people in the area were not involved in this uprising.”

After a pause, he asked cautiously: "How about I send someone to say hello to the White Lotus Sect on your behalf?"

He knew about Yang Ge's relationship with the twelve earthly branches of the White Lotus Sect.

Yang Ge didn't answer, and asked the second question directly: "You just said that the chieftain who raised an army to rebel did it because he couldn't bear the oppression and humiliation of the government... Is this just a slogan, or is it true?"

After hearing this, Flea glanced at Zhao Miao subconsciously.

Zhao Miao glanced back at him inexplicably.

Flea carefully composed his words and whispered: "Back to the Second Master, as far as I know, there are some local officials in the southwest, um... they really don't do much in human affairs. They regard the chieftains as domestic slaves and the common people as pigs and dogs..."

Yang Ge was silent for a moment and said softly: "Is there any way for you to send the news to the ears of the chieftain who is leading the rebellion?"

The flea replied without hesitation: "It's a trivial matter!"

Yang Ge nodded slightly and said quietly: "Then please tell him for me: remember why you rebelled, and if you want to rebel, rebel with the momentum of rebelling against the king, and don't act like a low-ranking bandit. Make trouble."

flea:……

Zhao Miao:......

The two of them tried hard to use their brains to carefully analyze whether what he said was ironic or whether he really meant it literally.

In the end, both of them were shocked to find that what he said... seemed to really mean what he meant!

He stood up to the court so many times that even people like them, who had been getting along with each other for a long time, almost forgot that Yang Erlang always stood on the side of the people from beginning to end, but sometimes the people's position coincided with the court's position. He To stand for the imperial court is to stand for the common people, which gives others the illusion that he is standing for the imperial court...

Looking back and thinking about it carefully, has he received any benefits from the court over the years?

Mr. Lu Ting? Taishi?

It was not Yang Erlang's honor that the Zhao Dynasty could give him a promotion, but it was the honor of the Zhao Dynasty!

Salary? reward?

His family has so much money that it's almost moldy, so what's the difference between the three melons and two dates given by the court?

Just this little bit of money, is it worth it for a person like him to give up his principles of life and do something against his will?

Even Zhao Miao, who has been promoted to the eldest princess of the dynasty, finds it ridiculous!

Since he was on the side of the people, why should he take care of the chieftain who rebelled because he could not bear the oppression and humiliation of the local government?

So that other local governments can oppress the people more and more unscrupulously?

‘How dare you, you insignificant people, dare to fight with the masters? You have the imperial court's millions of troops to support you nearby, and you have Yang Erlang, the world's number one 'Zhongshenjun', to support you far away. A little finger can crush eighteen generations of your ancestors to death! ’

Such a desperate scene makes people shudder just thinking about it!

Flea figured it out and was very moved. He handed over his hand and said: "Yes, I promise to convey your words to Guizhou Chieftain Yang Zaixian verbatim, and send more people to keep an eye on him. If he dares to raise the butcher knife, If you don't say anything to the people, the villain will come to see you with his head on his neck!"

Yang Ge forced a smile: "Excuse me, come to my house later and let's settle the recent accounts."

When the flea heard this, he immediately replied unhappily: "Second Master, what you said is just putting the villain's face into the pit and wasting it. Your Second Master is so benevolent and righteous, so wise and courageous, and the villain is not that small-minded chicken-intestine. If you are a money-minded person, you must be willing to reward me with other money, and I will definitely take over this matter...don't mention even half a word of money!"

After saying that, he solemnly raised his hand again: "You are busy, I will come back as soon as I go."

He turned around and strode away without giving Yang Ge a chance to speak again.

Yang Ge turned to look at Zhao Miao beside him and whispered: "It's not that my second brother is unwilling to help your mother's family, but after all, they have to live up to their own expectations, so I can help."

Zhao Miao looked directly into his eyes and said with a smile: "Second brother, you don't need to say more, I understand... The most important thing we, the daughters of the Zhao family, need to learn is to accept our fate. You are my life, I accept it." !”

She said seriously, her tone was not very intense, and there was even a bit of a daughter's coquettishness in her eyebrows.

But her voice was like a warm spring, flowing into Yang Ge's heart, nourishing his parched heart bit by bit.

He stretched out his hand and held Zhao Miao's hand tightly. The cold wind poured into the mourning hall, blowing the spiritual flags and making a clattering sound. The sound was very much like the old shopkeeper's "Give, give, give" laughter.

The snowy night was long, but he was no longer lonely.

…

The old shopkeeper stayed in mourning for four days and left the city for burial at Yinshi on the fifth day.

Among Yang Ge's close friends, only Li Jincheng, who like him did not like to travel far away, rushed to Luting before the burial of the old shopkeeper...

The early morning firelight illuminated the cheeks of the funeral guests.

Liu Mang forcefully pulled Yang Ge forward, each of them picked up a handful of loess and sprinkled it on the coffin.

Xiao Huang, who had been sleepwalking for five days, seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses at this moment. He was lying in front of the tomb, hunched over and digging into the soil with his two front paws. His screams were heard across several mountains under the night sky... …

It wasn't smart enough, so it didn't realize it until now. The kind old man who never forgot to bring an egg to it every time he saw it would never be seen again.

With tears streaming down his face, Yang Ge picked it up and stroked its head.

Under his comfort, Xiao Huang's shrill wails slowly turned into aggrieved moans.

The tombstone slowly fell, isolating the yin and yang, and family ties became distant from then on...

…

"The officials sent 400,000 troops to attack the rebels in the southwest..."

Riders and horses paraded through the streets, shouting loudly as they went.

On the second floor of Yuelai Inn, Yang Ge, Yang Tiansheng, and Li Jincheng were holding on to the railings, looking at the wandering people on the street, and said in unison: "Oh, yes!"

Li Jincheng clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "When we fought against the Tatars, the imperial court didn't send so many troops, right?"

"Are you stupid?"

Yang Tiansheng smiled and said: "He said 400,000, do you believe that he really sent 400,000 troops? In the Battle of Chibi, Cao Cao said he would send 800,000 troops. Do you also believe that he really sent 800,000 troops?"

"Four hundred thousand may not be available..."

Yang Ge interjected: "But there must be 300,000. This is the first battle of the new dynasty. The pressure on the emperor's shoulders is not small. Not only must he win, but he must win decisively and neatly. Only a big victory can be achieved." Only then can he seize the opportunity to seize military power, and only then can he turn around and rectify the government."

"Moreover, using troops internally is no better than using troops externally. The pressure on food, fodder, and baggage is at least half lighter. There is no need to fiddle with tens of thousands of troops. If we want to fight, we must fight with thunderous momentum and win quickly!"

"Only by winning a quick battle can the loss of national power caused by war be minimized!"

Yang Tiansheng clapped his hands and said angrily: "As expected of the Duke of the country, his analysis of government affairs is much more precise than that of us warriors!"

Yang Ge snorted disdainfully: "You can't read a basket of Chinese characters, and you don't even know what a character is when the pole falls down. Are you quite proud?"

Yang Tiansheng made a sound and said proudly: "You ignorant waiter, go out and ask around. When people mention me as the 'Sword Master', who wouldn't give a thumbs up and call me 'awesome'?"

This may be the meaning of friends.

Outside, Yang Tiansheng and Li Jincheng are both powerful men who dominate the world, and they are both powerful men who are strong and unyielding.

But in Yuelai Inn, they are still the arrogant and middle-aged boys they were before. Even if they are no longer teenagers, they are still the arrogant middle-aged and middle-aged people.

You can say anything, you can talk about anything, no one has to put on airs, and you don't have to go through the world of things and the gains and losses of interests several times in your mind before the words are spoken.

"You are the weakest leader of the Ming Cult in history..."

Yang Ge looked at him with disdain: "Why are you so awesome? The first in the count and the last in the last. They are both number one, right?"

All previous leaders of the Ming Cult were peerless masters, and although Yang Tiansheng already possesses peerless master-level combat capabilities, his realm is still wandering between the peak of Guizhen and the master realm, and he cannot pass that level either life or death.

"Who do you look down on?"

Yang Tiansheng said angrily: "If the death of the old man hadn't interrupted my retreat, I might have become a master!"

"Is it because the center of the earth has no gravity that you can't poop?"

Yang Ge's expression became more and more disdainful: "After all, it's not because you haven't accumulated enough? You don't study much or think too much, and you only catch yourself when you make a breakthrough. It's useless!"

"Okay, okay, are you trying to squeeze me in so hard?"

Yang Tiansheng was so angry that he laughed strangely: "Young master, I will go into seclusion when I get back. I will never leave the seclusion until I break the realm of a master!"

When Yang Ge heard this, he finally couldn't help it anymore. He stretched out his hands like lightning and grabbed his neck, shaking him back and forth: "I've been talking here for so long, but you can't even listen to a word, can you? Having said that the threshold of the Grand Master realm cannot be crossed behind closed doors, it cannot be crossed behind closed doors, and it cannot be crossed behind closed doors. Why can’t you understand people’s words? Instead of going back to seclusion and scratching your head and feet, why not? You can go to the north or south to have a look, or you can go out to sea with Lao Wang and the others..."

Yang Tiansheng rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue in cooperation: "Ahhhh..."

Li Jincheng, who was on one side, watched the two of them playing around and said "hey hey hey" with a hidden smile.

It wasn't until they stopped arguing that he asked: "Seriously, if you don't tell me, you don't care about this shit? Why are you still thinking about this?"

"You believe him when he says he doesn't care?"

Yang Tiansheng straightened his clothes and sneered: "His hometown is in the southwest. Can he just watch the war spread to his hometown?"

"What?"

Li Jincheng asked in shock: "Second brother, aren't you from Luting?"

This was the first time he heard that Yang Ge's hometown was in the southwest.

In fact, Yang Ge has only mentioned where his hometown is to Yang Tiansheng so far.

He only mentioned it once, and Yang Tiansheng remembered it.

Yang Ge sighed silently, shook his head without answering, and said directly: "I'm not worried about the situation in the south, I'm worried about the situation in the north..."

Li Jincheng and Yang Tiansheng looked at each other, and both saw the confusion and thinking in each other's eyes.

Yang Tiansheng: "You mean...someone is trying to make a fool of himself?"

Li Jincheng: "It's not impossible. I've long heard that the grasslands are tending to unify. This year's snowstorm has cut off their escape route. They will either start fighting again and fight to the death, or they can group up and head south to find a way to survive." … Damn it, the imperial court has been held back by the southwest, and its troops, horses, and supplies are being held back. Doesn’t that give the Tatars an opportunity to take advantage of it?”

The two looked at each other again in horror, both feeling that they had discovered the truth!

Yang Ge didn't say anything. After a long silence, he said, "Let's take a look..."

Yang Tiansheng: "What are you looking at?"

Yang Ge buried his head and replied angrily: "It depends on whether the Zhao family can live up to their expectations. If they want to live up to their expectations, I will help them again."

Yang Tiansheng: "What if they fail to live up to their expectations?"

Yang Ge weakly whispered: "Then let's change the person. How can I force the world to recognize their emperor?"

Li Jincheng heard the tiredness in his tone, and couldn't bear to whisper: "Second brother, if you ask me, you should take this opportunity to take your sister-in-law out for a walk and relax. Anyway, there is nothing here. Don’t worry, the eldest brother of the Liu family is not a child and does not need your constant care.”

"It just so happens that you have been at Luting. Everyone is watching your every move. They will plot against you no matter what you do."

"If you go out now, they will not know where you have gone or what you are doing. It will be a shock to both the inside and outside..."

Yang Ge said nothing, seeming to be thinking about this possibility.

Seeing this, Li Jincheng added: "Do you still remember that small wooden house by Hongze Lake? It's still there. I passed by there years ago and sent someone to repair it for you and buy some household items. You and your sister-in-law don't need to bring anything. People can live there..."

He was about to say more, but Yang Tiansheng suddenly interrupted him softly: "Okay, don't persuade him, he won't leave."

Li Jincheng gave him a puzzled look.

Yang Tiansheng didn't answer, just patted the railing gently.

As expected, Yang Ge smiled and said: "Thanks, if I have time later, I will go and stay for a while..."

Li Jincheng sighed silently.

At the right time, Zhao Miao ran up to the second floor and waved with a smile like a flower: "Second brother, Mr. Yang, Mr. Li, it's time to eat!"

Yang Ge turned around instantly: "It's coming, it's coming."

"Tsk!"

Yang Tiansheng and Li Jincheng in the rear shook their heads in unison: "Rouwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes!"

"I won't be willing to move my home these days!"

Yang Ge turned his head and said angrily: "You two can't even stop your mouths with delicious food?"

"whispering sound!"

Yang Tiansheng passed him from his left side with his head high and his chest high: "Young man is eating my brother and sister's food, not yours!"

Li Jincheng strode past him from his right: "It's just that my sister-in-law is busy waiting for us to eat. What's the matter with you?"