When Yang Ze thought of the Secretary of Qi, he might collude with a prince, he immediately broke out in cold sweat. This generous empire is very similar to the Tang Empire he knew, and the empress's method of attaining the throne was similar to Wu Zetian. If she also had a grandson, an outstanding figure, and would inherit the empire after the empress's death in the future, wouldn't he be in trouble!

Isn’t this Secretary of Qi the confidant of the next emperor?

Yang Ze immediately couldn't lie down and sleep. This idea was so terrible that it scared him. He really wanted to ask Wu Youren, whose confidant Qi Shangshu was, but so late, he solemnly asked about this matter. He was afraid that Wu Youren would not say it clearly. If he could not tell me, he could only understand it. Then he wouldn't know what was going on in the capital!

Yang Ze thought for a while and finally decided that it would be better to ask again tomorrow. If you want to touch each other, Wu Youren may still tell the truth. He is a person in Fengge, and there is no way to understand the matters of the royal family. Just say a few points in a small way, it will be enough for him to enjoy it.

He found another envelope, put the confession letter in, sealed it with fire paint, and then lay in the quilt and narrowed it. He would definitely not be able to sleep anymore, so he could only squint like this to nourish his spirit.

After a while, there was another noise in the military camp. It was probably the soldiers and generals who had returned, but it was only a noise for a while. After all, the soldiers were different from ordinary people. They went back to their tents, and soon they calmed down again and everyone went to bed.

The night passed like this and nothing happened again.

The next morning, Yang Ze got up early and asked Mu Gen to bring water for washing his face. He washed his face with cold water. After he woke up, he left the tent.

Outside the tent, Tan Zhengwen and Fu Bingrong were having breakfast. The soldiers had already gotten up, and some soldiers were sharing porridge for the prisoners, and it was peaceful, just as if something had not happened last night, and everyone should do whatever they should do.

When Yang Ze saw Tan Zhengwen sitting next to the big pot and drinking porridge in snoring, he frowned and said, "Have your injury healed? I saw that although the injury was not serious last night, it was not as good as you. He recovered so quickly!"

Tan Zhengwen put down his bowl of porridge, flattered Yang Ze, and smiled and said, "Pupil, thank you for your concern. The disciple was very uncomfortable last night, but after the master went to avenge his disciple, the disciple was in a good mood. Somehow, when he got up this morning, the injury on his body seemed to be healed more than half, and even his appetite improved!"

Yang Ze snorted and said, "I'm a little smart about doing things in the future. Don't have anything to do. I'll always ask me to wipe your butt." He sat down, took the porridge bowl, and asked Fu Bingrong to bring him some pickles and eat breakfast.

Fu Bingrong smiled and said, "Master, why is the second junior brother so good? He is in a good mood. This is not a lie. He made a fortune of more than 300 yuan last night, which is enough for him to go back to Linzhou to buy land. Can he be unhappy!"

Yang Ze raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "No wonder he was beaten. He was really extorted. If you can't do this in the future, don't embarrass me, otherwise it will make others think that I am the same person as you, and you will be said to have a disciple and a teacher!"

Tan Zhengwen repeatedly agreed, but his face was full of pride. Last night, he made money that he had never made in his half his life, so he was naturally proud. He didn't care about being beaten. Face is not important. For him, money is more important.

Yesterday, Tan Zhengwen knocked on a gambling house and got 100 cents. He went to the second one, that is, Zhao Quanli's gambling house. He didn't make any money and was beaten and threw it on the street. But then Yang Ze led his troops out, but he was not doing well, but those soldiers were not good at being good at it. He just copied Zhao Quanli's gambling house.

Fu Bingrong learned that Zhao Quanli had a large sum of money, so he wanted to dig it. There was a scout in the army. The scouts were best at finding things. After a deliberate search, he dug out a large jar from under Zhao Quanli's bed, which was full of silver coins, and the soldiers shared the silver coins. Because this matter was caused by Tan Zhengwen. If he hadn't been beaten, everyone would not have the money to pay, so he distributed the big head to him, which was considered a soup fee, and he had 200 coins. This was a lot of money. How could Tan Zhengwen not be excited? He also had a good appetite in the morning.

While talking to them, Yang Ze was paying attention to Wu Youren's tent. After a while, he saw the curtain lifting and Wu Youren walked out of it.

Yang Ze quickly got up, raised the porridge bowl in his hand, and shouted: "Mr. Wu, there is porridge here, come and eat some, or if you don't like porridge, I'll make some other soup cakes for you. What about it? There should be something in this town."

Wu Youren nodded and said, "It's good to have porridge, no need to worry. After eating, we'll be on the way!"

As he spoke, he walked to Yang Ze and sat down. Yang Ze personally poured him a bowl of porridge. He picked up several pickles of pickles from the bowl and handed them to his hands.

Wu Youren took a sip of porridge and asked, "How was that person last night? Did he deal with it? Such a person must be dealt with, otherwise it would be a big trouble."

Yang Ze said: "It has been dealt with. Last night, I asked someone to rectify the Dharma on the spot. He was executed according to the law that violated the rules of the curfew after the rear. He only dealt with him. I did not make any difficulties with others. There would be no trouble, otherwise I would send someone to deal with it again?"

Wu Youren glanced at him and smiled and said, "You are kind-hearted and only dealt with one. If I were to replace me, I would deal with as much as I could. Anyway, it would be done according to the law, and it would not be accusing them. You have to know that if you don't act ruthlessly at this time, then when trouble comes, others will not show mercy to you. Those guys in Beijing are so cruel!"

Yang Ze pretended to be scared and said, "What trouble will be there? Is that Secretary Qi very powerful? Yes, he is a Secretary of State, and he is a great official!"

Wu Youren laughed and said, "What is the Shangshu? Besides, it's just a Shangshu. The big man behind him is the real trouble. Last night it was a small matter. As long as you deal with the little man who only knows how to make money, there will be nothing left. But if you enter Beijing and meet that big man, you have to be careful. That's the real trouble!"

He said with emotion. Looking at the expression on his face, it seemed very painful. He probably suffered from the big man and could not take revenge. He could only be depressed by himself.

Yang Ze quickly asked curiously: "What kind of big shot is that? If it's too troublesome, I'll just hide from him in the future. It won't be a prince? I think if it's not a prince like the prince, there's nothing that can make you embarrassed, Lord Wu, and ordinary people can't cause trouble for you!"

Wu Youren exclaimed and said, "You don't know who that big shot is? Well. That's right, how could you know about the things in Beijing when you are in a remote place like Ningbei Road!"

He paused and said, "This is not a secret, but it's hard for everyone to mention her name, so he can only be called a big shot, just like me. In fact, she is Princess Yong'an, and she is not the most powerful princess. But she is the most difficult princess."

Yang Ze was stunned. It was not the prince, but a princess! Okay, then don’t worry. He didn’t have to make indirect comments. Wu Youren said it. It seems that it’s no secret that there is someone behind Shangshu Qi!

Yang Ze knew who he had offended and felt relieved. He asked, "When we destroy Princess Yong'an's business and cut off her financial path, will she hold a grudge? Will she cause trouble for us in the future?"

He slaps us one by one, trying hard to drag Wu Youren into the water. We are people on the same boat. If your brother falls into the water in the future, you, the brother, will have to help you!

Wu Youren said excitedly, "The business of this small broken place in Linzhou is just a draw from a gambling house. Whether Princess Yong'an knows it is a problem. She has gone to such a business, and there is a Shangshu Qi in the middle. Where can she know where she can go? You don't have to worry."

Yang Ze thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. In the eyes of ordinary people, it may not be even as big as the needle eye in the eyes of royal nobles. It is simply unnecessary to worry about it.

Yang Ze felt relieved and felt better. He smiled and said, "Isn't this afraid of causing trouble to Lord Wu, I can't know about me, a little person, but if she remembers you and causes trouble to you, she will not be able to make any mistakes."

Wu Youren finished drinking the porridge in the bowl, bit the pickles crunchedly, and whispered: "She is not asking me for trouble? She and I are not from the same group. It would be strange if she doesn't ask me for trouble. What's there to worry about? The soldiers come to prevent them, and the water comes to cover them, and that's all."

Yang Ze didn't say anything, hesitating in his heart whether to ask Wu Youren which camp he belonged to, but Tan Zhengwen couldn't help it. He was the most concerned about such things, and was shameless, and wanted to get into the same camp with Wu Youren. He said, "Mr. Wu, then which camp we belong to?"

Wu Youren glanced at him, looked at Yang Ze again, and suddenly smiled and said, "General Yang, you have taken in this apprentice, there are so many words!"

Yang Ze glared at Tan Zhengwen, scolded him, and then said to Wu Youren: "Actually, the young general also wants to know which camp Mr. Wu is from. If the young general enters Beijing in the future, he will be able to be taken care of."

Wu Youren's face turned right and said, "I am working in Fengge, so I am naturally listening to the emperor's words. There is no need to pay attention to others. If General Yang wants to be taken care of, he is just loyal to the emperor. No matter who causes trouble for you, the emperor will protect you, including the princess."

His meaning is very obvious. I am the emperor's confidant and the emperor's confidant. How could I be with others?

Yang Ze said oh, nodded quickly, expressing his agreement. With the queen as his backer, no one is afraid of it. But... why is the emperor taking care of me? Alas!

Tan Zhengwen was not at all enlightened. Wu Youren didn't want to answer him, but he still persisted in making contact and asked again: "Since Lord Wu and the emperor are in the same group, why should the princess cause trouble for you? Isn't it equivalent to asking for trouble for you?

Wu Youren was quite impatient, and said, "The royal family is also a family. If the family has a large population, there will naturally be trouble. Isn't this a very simple thing? Why don't you even understand this? General Yang, you must discipline your apprentice well. You need to know that the disaster comes from the mouth. If you don't discipline it, be careful that after he enters the capital, he will cause trouble for you."

After saying that, he stuffed the bowl into Yang Ze's hand, stood up, and went to see Tiehuali who were away.

Yang Ze stuffed the bowl into Tan Zhengwen's hand again and said, "If you have something to eat, you can't block your mouth. Don't ask anything in the future. It doesn't matter in our hometown. At most, it will cause annoyance. But if you enter Beijing, it won't work. Maybe it will really cause trouble."
Chapter completed!