Chapter 172

The guards who rushed up were stunned. Shadow thirteen had turned the sword head and knocked them unconscious with the sword handle. Then when others looked over, they had returned to the same posture as before.

"Zhao Yinfeng..." Dong Luo, who was caught by the collar, couldn't breathe. He stared at Zhao Yinfeng, who was a large part higher than him with a white face and panic. Well, who are the dandies in Beijing most afraid of? It's not the iron faced censor, but the demon king Zhao Yinfeng. He's big and good at fighting. The most important thing is that he has the most protective grandfather of Zhenguo. He has family background and force, and he is reasonable in every fight. Dong Jiao has been beaten ten times for doing bad things. Ten times, he was beaten by him. Unlike Fan Zheng, they like to come to Yin, but Zhao Yinfeng always hits him directly.

Dong Luo stared at his little boy sideways. Why didn't anyone tell me that this guy came back!

Seeing Zhao Yinfeng catching Dong Luo, Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then quietly retreated behind Yan San and crept up the carriage.

"I didn't do anything..." cried Dong Luo, who was strangled with pain. At least nothing has been done now!

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Yinfeng lost him on the ground, looked down at him and said, "Dong Luo, if I want to see you do this again, I'll beat your mother to recognize you next time!"

The boy behind Dong Luo quickly helped him up and went to his carriage. Dong Luo said in his heart that he would not fight with you. He would settle accounts with you when you left!

Zhao Mingliang stood at the door and shook his head slightly. The third brother had stayed at the border for so many years, but his temper had not changed at all. Although Dong Xiang was not in power now, and the Ministry of war was under the control of the Zhao family, Dong Jiabi was actually in charge of the Ministry of accounts, and Da Zhou's money bag would still have an impact on the army. The Zhao family is still short of money to achieve great things, but there is a rich owner here. Seeing Zhao Yinfeng go to the carriage, Zhao Mingliang had a cool smile on his mouth.

Ling Qingyu's legs were still outside, and Zhao Yinfeng said outside, "is everything ok with Ling's family?"

Ling Qingyu quickly put his legs in, pinched his throat and pretended to be delicate and said, "thank you for saving me, young master. I'm really scared."

As soon as her voice came out, Zhao Yinfeng was stunned. Yan Sanying thirteen and Su Mu both glanced at the carriage unconsciously. Did the master have a draught?

This delicate, weak, contrived voice was too different from that menacing voice. Zhao Yinfeng stopped thinking and said, "we are very happy to cooperate in Bazhou. Zhao will stay in Bianjing for some time. If Dong Luo troubles you again, you can come to the Zhenguo government to find me."

Looking for you? Then I'm looking for death! Ling Qingyu pinched his voice and said softly, "yes, thank you, childe Zhao."

Zhao Yinfeng stepped aside and watched several guards get on the carriage. The inconspicuous carriage went away and disappeared into the night.

"What's your idea?" Seeing Zhao Mingliang's expression, Fan Zheng asked.

"Nothing. The third brother is not young anymore. It's good to marry a good concubine." Zhao Mingliang laughed.

Fan Zheng nodded and said, "yes."

Fan Ye secretly said to himself, I won't tell you about the relationship between General Yang and others? Or not to tell you? Good concubine? Nice thought!

When the carriage drove out of a distance, there were fewer pedestrians on both sides. Yan San rolled into the carriage and looked at Ling Qingyu and said with a smile, "what happened just now?" He naturally recognized this person, General Zhao, who made Ling Qingyu run away from Dai County in a hurry.

"Hey, by reason, I saved him. Although the technique is a little rough, in short, let's just hide and go." The details are really unspeakable, Ling Qingyu said carelessly.

Yan San smiled and didn't ask much. He leaned her in his arms, put his palm on her back, and slowly lost his breath.

Ling Qingyu was already tired after such a fuss, and was warmed by his hot breath, so he leaned against his arms and closed his eyes.

Bianjing's water is not shallow, but it seems that the Dong family is not only hostile to the Wang family, but also not how to deal with the Zhao family. In this way, it's good. Only when there are contradictions can we benefit from it.

Cheng Fu's study.

"As you said, the leader of the Ling family can also be regarded as a righteous word." Cheng Yan drew a red plum on the spot, nodded with satisfaction, and said casually.

"Father, according to Han Ying, the best sowing season for sweet potatoes and corn is in March. If we want to sow in the beginning of spring, we need to plan now. The 50000 stone seeds provided by the Ling family are not a fraction." Cheng Jiali stood aside and said.

"I'm afraid it won't be so fast. What about the new variety? It's just that the Lingjia family has property, whether it's poisonous, and whether it's suitable. All regions don't know. At most, they try to plant some in the northwest and Hedong road to see what happens later." Cheng Yan lit another plum blossom and said.

Knowing that her father was right, Cheng Jia didn't say much, but just stood aside.

Cheng Yan glanced at him and said, "did you promise something you shouldn't?"

"The Ling family is willing to provide new species and donate 100000 liang of silver. His son believes that it is worth a commendation order from the imperial court." Cheng Jia bowed his head.

"Well, that's not bad, otherwise it will chill their hearts. Now the country is difficult, and the tax of businessmen is also a big income. You go to the discount, and I will bring it up at the court meeting tomorrow." Cheng Yan put down his pen and said.

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Seeing Cheng Jia bowing out of the study, Cheng Yan sat in the armchair and took a sip of the tea his son had just made. Cheng Jia is still too young, full of enthusiasm and desire to serve the country. It is naturally good for Da Zhou to have high-yield new varieties, and the whole grain structure will change, but this will directly affect the interests of big landlords and officials, and it is bound to be very difficult to promote in a large area. At this time, the Dong family and the Wang family are competing for prosperity, and the emperor is weakening day by day. Even if the Cheng family follows the pure minister line, it will also be affected, As soon as the emperor left, he was afraid that the Cheng family would face catastrophe. He was old, but he had to think for the children. At this time, he would never touch those two families for the sake of national interests, but Jia'er also took great pains in this matter, and he couldn't completely chill his mind.

Just before the city gate was closed, Yang Zhao and his party entered the city against the wind and snow. After verifying their identity, they were taken to the official post station to stay temporarily. The Yang family originally had their own mansion, but it was completely destroyed when the whole door was copied, and Yang Zhao was just an adopted son. Even if the Yang family had not been checked, they would not live in the Yang family. Now it was late, and tomorrow they had to rush to the upper Hall in the morning, so they didn't go to Ling family, but stayed in the post station with He Li and them.

"Is the head of the family OK?" He Li asked after entering the room and taking off his cloak, which had been soaked by the wind and snow. After meeting Yang Zhao along the way, Yang Zhao didn't look well. There was a pro guard on the road, and he Li endured it all the time. At this time, they were alone, and Fang asked.

Yang Zhao shook his head, took off his cloak and said, "she was attacked by the Xie family overseas and was seriously injured. Although she has been kept for several months, she is still short of blood."

He Li's hand paused, trembled slightly, and said, "Fang nianyuan has not arrived. How can we make the Xie family's sneak attack succeed?"

Yang Zhao turned his back to him and didn't see his expression. He untied his helmet strap and said, "at that time, in the midst of the typhoon, the Xie family's ship suddenly appeared. Moreover, there was an expert named Mr. Shi on their ship."

He Li bit his lips and didn't say anything. During the typhoon, the head of the family was standing in the bow of the ship every time. In the storm, it was the best target.

"He Li, I want to report to the emperor tomorrow and marry her." Put the helmet heavily on the table, and Yang Zhao supported the table.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate at this time." Hang Yang Zhao's cloak on the hanger, he Li said slowly.

Yang Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "of course, I know that the imperial court now hates me like a tiger, otherwise it won't call me back to Beijing at this time. It's obviously a reward, but it's actually a warning, but I can't stand it. You didn't see the wound, the wound..."

"Even if you want to lock her up in the backyard for protection, she should be willing." I only felt the pain in my heart, but I was pressed hard without revealing a penny. Why did I leave the faint way.

"She is a seabird crossing the ocean. How can a yard hold her, and how can I hold her?" Yang Zhao smiled bitterly, straightened up and said, "have a rest early."

"Yes." He Li retreated, went back to his room, entered the room, closed the door, and punched him hard on the wall. Naturally, he couldn't see the wound, but it can also be imagined that don't make Lao Tze angry. The flame in He Li's heart ran slowly. Lao Tze was not Yang Zhao, and Lao Tze would rebel.

The beauty of last night's waist was soft and beautiful, which made emperor Xiwen very greedy, but the beauty later put forward on the pillow what jade jewelry was popular among the women who had recently entered the palace, which made emperor Xiwen get out of bed and prepare to attend the early morning that had not appeared for more than a month.

The eunuch Fu Ru was very happy. Today was the day when the emperor summoned General Yang and General Zhao, the leader of the army on Hedong Road, Hebei road. If he didn't go to court today, he was afraid that he would be remembered by Cheng Xiangtao again.

Although emperor Xiwen walked to the dragon throne with a yawn, he also let the first ministers breathe a sigh of relief. Even if it was a decoration, the emperor occasionally had to pull it out to wander.

"If you have a book to play, you will retreat without a book." Fu Ru shouted.

"I have this." Guala Guala

"I have this." Guala Guala

"I have my own book."

Emperor Xiwen dozed off after hearing this. He didn't have any good news. He covered his mouth and yawned greatly, saying, "you can handle these things by yourself. Is there anything bigger?"

The courtiers are sweating furiously. Are these small things? What else is a big deal?

"I have a book to start." Cheng Yan stood out and said.

"Cheng Xiang, you say." Emperor Xiwen still liked and trusted Cheng Yan. Compared with those surnamed Dong and Wang, Cheng Yan, who was his companion since childhood, never expected him to die early.

"I entrusted him to look for new varieties with high yield outside the pan in the early years. Recently, I have heard that a marine merchant has brought back a crop called sweet potato, and now it has been preliminarily planted, with a yield of up to six stones per mu. This is the blessing of the saint of the great Zhou Dynasty. I asked the saint to try it on Hebei Road and Shaanxi Road to see the aftereffect." Cheng Yandao.

"Oh? Is it serious?" Emperor Xiwen became a little interested. Although he didn't like government affairs, he still knew the impact of high-yield food crops on him after being emperor for so many years. For example, in famine years, he didn't have to spend so much money on disaster relief and could get himself more spices and jewelry.

"Yes, Secretary Lang Chengjia saw it with his own eyes, and he has persuaded the merchant to submit the improved seeds." after a pause, Cheng Yan said, "the merchant also said that he was willing to give the 200000 liang of silver spices brought back this time to the emperor."

"Really?" Emperor Xiwen immediately smiled and said, "well, this man is interesting. Cheng Xiang praised him for me. Well, he will give him a righteous word to reward him for bringing back such a good variety. If he can succeed, it will undoubtedly be a great blessing to our people in Dazhou."

"Holy sage! Holy..............." barabara had a lot of flattering words.

At the end of the hall, Cheng Jiali bowed his head and flattered everyone, but he didn't feel depressed and sneered. The technical support of 100000 liang of silver became 200000 liang of silver as a spice tribute. Is his father really old?

After flattering, Emperor Xiwen, who had paid 200000 liang of silver and spices, was in a good mood. Finally, he remembered today's business and said, "didn't Zhao Yinfeng and Yang Zhao come back today? Where are they?"