Chapter 479

Xueling nodded calmly and said, "yes, after all, the conflict is caused by the snow. Of course, I, the patriarch, want to have a look, but it seems that the general has been solved?"

"Ha ha, you guessed wrong. I didn't solve the conflict, but the boy Yang Xuan..." Zhou fengmiao said the cause and effect of the matter with a smile.

After hearing this, Xueling couldn't help nodding and praised Yang Xuan: "yes, the general's apprentice is really good! Not only has superior talent and strong strength, but also has excellent character. After this, Qi Yulong owes Yang Xuan a favor."

"More than that, Qi Yulong is a famous general in Xuanmen pass. The battle with Qi Yulong has completely knocked out Yang Xuan's reputation." Speaking of this, Zhou fengmiao paused in a deep tone. "It's also convenient for Yang Xuan's development in the army in the future."

"Oh? Has the general decided to hand over the Feilian army to..."

"It also depends on the performance of Yang Xuan in this task. After all, Feilian army is a trump card division that is better than Huben army."

Zhou fengmiao and Xue Ling discussed military affairs in this way, and did not shy away from one side of the Yuwen general, who still had a cold face and a serious expression. It seemed that they didn't hear their conversation at all.

For fear that XueDa and others could not control their anger, Yang Xuan asked Xue to beat them back before going to Zhou fengmiao's camp. On the way back, there were only Yang Xuan and Yu Qingcheng.

Zhou fengmiao's lover's killing power is too great. Even though he has left the camp for a long time, there is still a little blush on Yu Qingcheng's pretty face. Yang Xuan only feels that the beauty in front of him has an inexplicable charm at the moment, and even his heart beats faster.

Perhaps he noticed Yang Xuan's hot eyes, and Yu Qingcheng's face became more red. He lowered his head deeply and almost buried his head in his chest.

"Cough." Yang Xuan finally recovered. He coughed a little embarrassed. In order to break the delicate atmosphere, he shifted the topic to, "there are still two days to perform the task, and I don't know if it can go smoothly this time."

After Yang Xuan's hot eyes moved away, Yu Qingcheng was also slightly relieved, but somehow, he was vaguely disappointed.

Pooh!

Yu Qingcheng spit hard on himself in his heart, raised his head, pretended to be nothing, and said with a smile: "with Miss ben to help you, you fool will go well."

"I hope so." Yang Xuan sighed and was far less optimistic than Yu Qingcheng. Those spies can exist in Guanzhong for so long and have long been deeply rooted. How can they be found so easily? Not to mention cleaning.

If it were that simple, Zhou fengmiao would have sent someone to do it long ago. Why wait until today?

And

Yang Xuan was most worried not about the Scouts of the barbarians, but about his own people in Guanzhong.

No matter how they disguise, foreign enemies will always show flaws, but if the people in Guanzhong are also involved in intelligence transmission, how to distinguish, or even go further, if the collusion with the barbarians is not only the ordinary people seduced by interests, but the rich and powerful families, people in the government and even the army

Yang Xuan doesn't want to think so, but Zhou fengmiao's arrangement makes Yang Xuan have to have doubts in this regard.

Is it really just a coincidence that Yang Xuan, a rootless outsider, is assigned the task of eliminating spies, which should be the responsibility of a local snake familiar with the situation in the pass, and Yang Xuan's men are giants who are not controlled by any party and are only responsible for Zhou fengmiao himself?

"Nerd..."

"Nerd? What's the matter with you?"

Yang Xuan, who fell into thinking, suddenly crossed a shadow in front of him. When he came back, he found that Yu Qingcheng put down his little hand and looked at himself with a worried face.

Yang Xuan quickly smiled, indicating that Yu Qingcheng didn't have to worry: "it's all right, just recalling the battle with Qi Yulong, feeling something, just distracted for a moment."

"Really?" Yu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were full of doubt and obviously didn't believe Yang Xuan's excuse.

"That's it!" Yang Xuan pretended to be calm.

"Forget it!" After staring at Yang Xuan for a long time, Yu Qingcheng suddenly gave up the investigation. Zhan Yan smiled, "do you have time next? Can you go somewhere with me?"

"Where are you going?" Looking at Yu Qingcheng's brilliant smiling face, Yang Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling.

Two hours later.

"Qingcheng, you, you..."

"What's the matter with me?" Yu Qingcheng jumped with his hands behind him and looked at Yang Xuan playfully.

"You, you're great." Yang Xuan touched the spirit ticket that had shrunk more than half in his arms and wanted to cry without tears.

The previously unknown premonition really became a reality. Due to the huge internal space of Yang Xuan's stupa, Yu Qingcheng, who no longer worried about the storage space, finally forcibly pulled Yang Xuan to the market and began a big purchase for two hours.

The whole two hours of shopping not only enriched the storage space of the Lingta, but also successfully reduced Yang Xuan's lingpiao by more than half, which made Yang Xuan heartache.

However, seeing the girl's happy smiling face, Yang Xuan thought it was also good.

"Get out of here! What do you think this is?! get out of here!"

When Yang Xuan was feeling something, there was a faint sound of beating, scolding and crying at the corner of the street.

"Eh? What happened? Nerd, let's go and have a look." Yu Qingcheng stood on tiptoe and looked around the corner curiously, but he couldn't see anything across the heavy crowd. He simply pulled Yang Xuan over.

Yang Xuan was also a little curious. He simply went to have a look along the girl's meaning.

There were a lot of onlookers. Yang Xuan simply used some ingenuity and pushed Yu Qingcheng to the front.

In the open space, a Yamen in a class uniform was driving away a young woman with patched clothes. Next to the woman, there were two children of about five or six. They seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of them. The two children were crying constantly.

The onlookers talked, but no one stepped forward.

"Stop!" Before Yang Xuan could speak, Yu Qingcheng couldn't help but use his aura to pull through the air. The middle-aged yamen was pulled staggering and sat down on the ground.

The woman was also startled by the sudden accident. When she reacted, she didn't care to thank her, so she quickly picked up the crying child and comforted him softly.

With the woman's action, the woman hung a sack about the size of her head around her waist, revealing a gap. Through the gap, Yang Xuan unexpectedly saw white rice!

"Huh?"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the patched clothes on the woman and the dishes on her face, and looked at the rice on the woman's waist.

How can a woman with a poor family who can't afford food have precious rice that only rich and powerful families can afford?