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? Volume 8 Shuzhong Tribulation 314 Super Perfect Plan
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When Yang Ling returned home, a guest was already waiting there.
The person who came was Li Sen, the commander of the capital, who had been in charge of the capital for more than a month. He dispatched troops and dispatched generals to use this period of battle to establish his authority in the army. After returning to Chengdu, he immediately used the authority he had just established to consolidate his position in the army, so he was a little busy these two days, and he didn't have time to visit Yang Ling.
Yang Ling actually had a good impression of Zhu Rangxu personally. Now I find that he is such a man with a beastly face, and although the King of Shu has outdated ideas, he is indeed a rare and virtuous king. It looked like Yang Ling wasn't in a good mood either, so he wasn't in the mood to strike up a conversation.
Li Sen also heard about the murder of His Highness the Second Highness, and knew that Yang Ling had a good relationship with him, so he thought Yang Ling was bothered by this matter, so he didn't dare to ask, so he went straight to the point and said: "My lord, I have returned to Chengdu with a humble job, and I will borrow the sweeper immediately." The bandit Yu Wei, rectified the ranks, arranged cronies, cleared up the accounts and soldiers, and now has a plan."
Yang Ling smiled and said: "That's good. In two days, I will return to Beijing. It's not good to bring wolf soldiers into Beijing. Besides, Song Zongbing has to return to Guangxi to arrange the affairs of the tribe. Then come back. Xiao Wu I can't let go now, and Song Zongbing's talent can't be wasted. When she comes back, I will arrange a suitable position for her. This will Please transfer the 1st Army to protect the official and go back to Beijing. I don¡¯t want to go to Shaanxi either, the weather is getting colder, I want to go back to the capital directly.¡±
"Yes, yes, this is a trivial matter. All adults have the right to mobilize soldiers and horses within three guards. What's the big problem if one guard is escorted by officers and soldiers." Li Sen agreed repeatedly, and said: "My lord, let the officials investigate In the Armament Warehouse, I discovered something. It¡¯s not a big deal, but the person involved is very human, so I have to tell the adults, someone will investigate it later, and the adults will testify, and the officials will be able to get rid of the ties.¡±
Yang Ling asked: "What's the matter, you, Mr. Li, can't decide?"
Li Sen said with a chuckle: "It's not a big deal. The officials checked the weapons and found that the Chengdu Guards lacked two cannons, and the consumption of gunpowder was even greater. After checking all the way, I dare to say that the cannons were taken by the prince more than a year ago." I borrowed the manor house, saying that wild boars often destroy crops and sometimes hurt people, so I sent people to guard them, but they couldn't stay there day and night. Later, I found out that the wild boars were frightened once by bombardment, and they often lived for ten and a half days. Moon dare not come again."
He murmured and said: "You said that the former official sold favors and did such a shitty thing, and you want me to wipe his ass. It's a military firearm. Not only is it against etiquette to do so, it's strictly speaking out of bounds. Even though the two cannons can't do much, the peasants don't know how to use them, and a lot of gunpowder is wasted, and it's not easy for me to ask the prince for it, you see".
Yang Ling sat silently for a while, then sighed softly: "Well, I understand, I will be in charge of helping you get back."
The two discussed some business matters again. Seeing that Yang Ling was really in a bad mood, Li Sen obediently got up and left.
This one left, and the Jingqing County King came again. The tall and fat County King entered the door without saying a word to Yang Ling, and Yang Ling had nothing to say. The team of guards carried Miss Zhu's coffin and went back with King Jingqing.
King Jingqing gave a long bow to Yang Ling, paused for a while before straightening up, his eyes were full of tears, he turned and left without saying a word.
Yang Ling's mood became even more depressed. He wandered into the backyard and saw the three members of Wu Wending's family talking about bows and arrows there. He didn't bother Wu Hanchao and Song Xiaoai's family, he turned around and went to the side hall, asked for hot water, took a quick shower, and changed into a Confucian robe, which made him feel much more relaxed.
Yang Ling returned to the study, and as soon as he finished sorting out a pile of files, he ran in with a big stick: "My lord, that Yang Shen from last time is here again, and that girl Tuoba", he grinned. Smiling, he raised his big slap and said: "Look, my lord, Miss Tuoba is really generous. Either she doesn't give a gift, but when she gives it, it's like a piece of gold."
Yang Ling was also taken aback when he saw it. It really was a huge ingot of gold, probably twice the size of that girl Tuoba's fist. It's hard to understand how she carried it on her body.
Yang Ling hurriedly said: "Hurry up, invite them in"
Yang Shen's expression was calm, but Tuoba Yanran was smiling sweetly, with a pretty face that was either happy or angry, so soft and charming to the bone, it was indescribably touching. As soon as she saw Yang Ling, she quickened two steps, coincidentally??, everyone said that he died of a sudden illness, no one will be suspicious, life and death are all in your mind.
A confident emperor dares to give his capable ministers the greatest power and support, and I will be this person, and I will support you without reservation, so that you can achieve eternal fame, like Marquis Wu. Yang Ling, have you decided yet? "
Yang Ling shook his head and smiled: "I am Zhuge, but you are not Liu Bei. Once you are in power, your ambition will only expand, and you will use military force to harm the people. You don't want to live forever, but to achieve your own immortality." Gong, you are a hero, but you can't bring prosperity and happiness to the people."
Just as Zhu Rangjin was about to refute, Yang Ling said, "Your Majesty will not die. When your people arrive, you will find that there are four people in Shizi's cell, with bows and firecrackers. The four hostages of Lord Gu, the prison officer. The king of Shu will not protect you at all costs if the son is not dead, so what do you have to rely on?"
Surprised and angry, Zhu Rangjin said sharply: "You are so bold, how dare you take out the prisoner without signing the order from the inspector?"
Yang Ling smiled and said, "What are you doing? Putting on airs with me?"
Zhu Rangjin roared, and with his palms like knives, he rushed towards Yang Ling. The big bearded man in the diagonal stab flew over, "bang bang bang", the two fought three times, Zhu Rangjin flew back, his eyes were strange and authentic: "Who are you?"
The man sighed softly, and stretched out his hands to wipe off his face. The eyebrows, sideburns, and beard were all fake, and there were even flesh-colored glue that changed the shape of the eyes, and the intentionally enlarged nose. Jin Yiwei's makeup skills were still the same. Quite unique, but the skin dyed yellow with ginger juice cannot be changed for a while.
Zhu Rangjin's complexion changed drastically: "Brother".
"Rang Jin, I never knew that you hated big brother so much."
"Rang Jin, in fact, my elder brother's martial arts are not weaker than yours. It's just that once you practiced martial arts. After you lost to me, I found that you still got up at night and kept practicing hard. Your arms were red and swollen. I will reserve some strength in future contests, I just don't want to hurt our brother's feelings. However, there are some things that I can't just give up if I want to."
"I don't believe it!" Zhu Rangjin roared, and rushed forward again. Zhu Rangxu didn't draw a knife, but greeted him with both palms.
Yang Ling turned around and walked out, walked to the door and looked back, only to see that Zhu Rangjin's crown was cut off by his eldest brother, and he became even crazier. The room was full of books, sawdust, and messy changing clothes , under his crazed tiger-like punches, like pieces of broken discs, flying all over the room
Zhu Rangxu still didn't draw the knife.
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Crazy knife!
What does Desert Kuangsha look like, and what does this sword look like? Wu Hanchao and a master transferred from Jinyiwei retreated a few big steps together. The master of Jinyiwei was not as skilled as Wu Hanchao. , the clothes were still cut open, and the chest was covered with soft armor, but a cut was made on the arm, and blood flowed out.
In front of the king of Shu was a group of earthy-faced officials. Yang Ling had sent Wu Hanchao and another expert to pretend to be servants and sneak in front of the king of Shu. He moved away from Xiao Lingzi, and then announced Xiao Lingzi's conspiracy.
"Hahahaha, there are not many people in the world who can stop the knife in my hand. It is not easy for me to stay. I want to go. Who in the world can stop me? Hahaha ".
Usually thin and withered, Xiao Lingzi, who looks like someone else's shadow, is not so thin, but gives the impression of a giant in golden armor, looking down on the world with unparalleled majesty.
"Bang!" There was a cloud of blood on his temples, Yang Ling blew on the muzzle of the gun, habitually reloaded gunpowder and bullets in front of everyone, then inserted them back into his waist, and said indifferently: "The world's martial arts, Wujian Not broken, only firearms are not broken!"
He looked at the stunned crowd, and said nonchalantly, "Carry it down."
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"Did I harm him?" Tuoba Yanran was dressed in red. It was the first time she saw her in red. She looked extraordinarily charming and amazing, but that beautiful face had a desolate expression.
She squatted gently in front of Zhu Rangjin, who committed suicide, and caressed his cool cheeks: "Rang Jin, Rang Jin "."
She thought of the time when the two of them traveled together, played the piano and played the flute together, and her eyes dimmed for a while.
In prison, biting his wrist tightly, he said: "I'm used to it" In his eyes, there was pampering and pampering for her, without a trace of impatience and love. ridicule
Gently hold his wrist, the tooth marks on the wrist are still there: "Rang Jin, I harmed you, I will seek justice for you!"
Tuoba Yanran looked down at those unwilling eyes, two crystal clear teardrops were dripping, and a chilling coldness quietly rose in his eyes
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ps: Aw~~~~Aw~~~~Aw~~~ Little Conan is begging for tickets, brothers and sisters stand up!!!!!! (Remember the website address : www.hlnovel.com)Gently hold his wrist, the tooth marks on the wrist are still there: "Rang Jin, it was I who harmed you, and I will seek justice for you!"
Tuoba Yanran looked down at those unwilling eyes, two crystal clear teardrops were dripping, and a chilling coldness quietly rose in his eyes
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