There is another chapter in today's second chapter tonight. In fact, it is not difficult to put Lao Mao on the recommendation list. Each person who collects it can just have one vote. Maybe Lao Mao is too delusional.

Despite this, Yang Jian did not get carried away. Instead, he accepted the households behind closed doors and refused to accept any officials who came to congratulate him. Yang Jian's behavior soon reached Yuwen Yun's ears, and Yuwen Yun was very satisfied with Yang Jian's behavior.

That afternoon, Yang Tian came to the courtyard again. Li Gang had been living in the courtyard for a month. Li Gang was very satisfied with these eighteen students. These people were all poor and orphans. When they were wandering, they had hunger and full every day. Now they are adopted by Yang Tian. Not only do they not have to worry about food and clothing, but Yang Tian, ​​as the son of the Duke, also personally taught them all kinds of knowledge. Everyone was grateful to Yang Tian and was extremely serious in learning various knowledge.

After finishing the cultural class in the morning, the afternoon was the time for these teenagers to practice martial arts. Li Gang was free and accompanied Yang Tian to watch everyone practice martial arts. Although Yang Tian did not explain, Li Gang had been staying in the mansion for the past month and did not go out. His crying for the King of Qi was heard by the emperor, which would definitely make the emperor angry. Li Gang did not want to cause Yang Tian’s trouble because of himself.

Although Li Gang is skilled in martial arts, he is no longer as good as these teenagers. Seeing the exciting things, Li Gang couldn't help but cheer.

Yang Tian couldn't help but sigh, and Li Gang asked strangely: "Young master, but they can't practice well?"

Yang Tian shook his head: "They practiced very well, but I'm just a pity that the Great Zhou ruled the world with the cavalry, but there was no way for them to practice riding here."

The yard is too small to let them practice riding. Yang Tian was not heartbroken. Even if he changed to a large yard, an ordinary family suddenly had nearly twenty more horses, which was too eye-catching. If he wanted these people to practice riding, he could only buy a small courtyard outside the city.

But no one can ride a horse. At the beginning, Yang Tian had to teach him personally. If he was outside the city, it was inconvenient for Yang Tian to leave the city every day, so he was so worried about practicing flying riding.

Li Gang asked: "Since the young master wants them to practice riding, he is worried that no one will teach him."

"No, I don't know if Mr. Wenji has any good candidates to recommend." After saying that, Yang Tian looked at Li Gang with hope.

Li Gang was silent for a moment before saying, "I have a friend who just turned 18 this year and is a wise man with riding and archery. Now he is a sergeant in the guards. He is just arrogant and arrogant. I wonder if the young master can invite him."

Yang Tian was overjoyed: "This is easy to deal with. If he can come, I will open the palace next year and I will give him the title of General Yitong."

General Yitong was second only to General Cavalry and was a high-ranking official of the fourth rank. Although the Secret Guard was affiliated with the imperial guards, he was the third-last position among military officers. The military generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty had a total of eighteen levels, and the difference between the two was eight levels.

Li Gang shook his head, "Young Master, you must not. If you are granted an official position, it will be unfair to arouse his anger."

Yang Tian was relieved when he thought about it. People with real skills were more or less arrogant. He was young. Not only was he a Marquis of Boping, but he was also a general of the Cavalry. Even a senior official of the fourth rank could give him as much as he could. The other party was eighteen years old and had all his skills. He was just a small official of the Secretariat of the Secret Guard, which would definitely arouse the other party’s disgust.

Yang Tian had to humbly ask: "How should I invite you?"

Li Gangsi paid a moment before saying, "Tomorrow, the young master can send someone to wait outside the palace gate with my letter. As I expected, he will hand over the shift. When he read the letter, he will come here. I will first explore his words. Young master must not be in a hurry."

"Okay, I just said for a long time, but Mr. Wen Ji has not yet said his name. How can I find it?"

Li Gangcai patted his head embarrassedly: "Young Master, I forgot to say that his name is Changsun Sheng."

"Changsun Sheng, Changsun Sheng." Yang Tian read it several times before saying, "It has something to do with Chang'an Changsun Mansion."

Li Gang nodded: "He is the nephew of Changsun Lan, the General of Cheqi."

The General of the Cheqi and Cavalry had a golden seal and purple ribbon, and his rank was no worse than his family background. However, because he was not a legitimate son, he had to start with a small official like the Secretariat of the Secretariat. Yang Tian hesitated, how could such a person be willing to use for his own use?

Yang Tian thought again, why bother to make him his subordinate? Li Gang admired him so much that it would not be a bad thing to make friends, so he nodded.

The next day, Yang Tian personally brought Li Gang's letter and waited outside the palace gate. When he arrived at Shen, a group of imperial guards were indeed handing over the get off work. Yang Tian greeted him and asked loudly: "That is Changsun Sheng."

Everyone looked at each other. Yang Tian asked several times before a tall imperial guard officer came out from behind: "I am Changsun Sheng, what are you asking for me?"

Yang Tian looked at Changsun Sheng carefully. Changsun Sheng was about 1.8 meters tall, with uniform muscles and slender arms. His hands were covered with calluses. It was obvious that it was caused by long-term martial arts practice. His face was like a knife and axe chopping, with clear edges and corners. Even in later generations, he was still a standard handsome man.

Standing in front of Yang Tian, ​​Changsun Sheng was one and a half head taller than Yang Tian, ​​which made Yang Tian feel a sense of depression. Yang Tian took out Li Gang's letter and handed it to him: "This is the letter your friend asked me to you."

"Friend." Changsun Sheng was excited. Except for Li Gang, Changsun Sheng and his colleagues were not in a sociable way, and no friend would write to him. Since Li Gang buried himself, no one knew his whereabouts. Changsun Sheng often secretly worried about Li Gang, not knowing where he went. Now that he heard about Li Gang, Changsun Sheng hurriedly tore the letter open and looked outside the palace.

Li Gang's letter did not have much content, but just invited Changsun Sheng to have a gathering. Changsun Sheng put the letter away and looked at Yang Tian in confusion. Seeing Yang Tian's dress, he was not a servant in any case. How could he deliver a letter to Li Gang? How could Li Gang know the child in front of him?

Yang Tian smiled slightly and pointed forward: "Brother Changsun, I have prepared a horse in front, please!"

This is the gate of the palace. No one can ride a horse except the emperor, so Yang Tian parked the horse at a street intersection across the road in front of the palace and was under the supervision of Yang Shi.

Changsun Sheng had no choice but to put his doubts back into his stomach, followed Yang Tian, ​​and soon arrived at Yang Tian's place where he kept his horse. Chi Ying saw Yang Tian coming, and screamed in excitement.

"Good horse." Changsun Sheng couldn't help but admire the red shadow.
Chapter completed!