@@Listening to the deafening shouts behind him, Yang Xuan was also reflecting on himself.

After conquering Sangzhou, he sent Zeng Guang and others to control the army. In his opinion, having the army in hand is the most important thing, and the civil servants should not be anxious.

This is also related to some of his judgments about the future.

When the Northern Xinjiang army went south, how to reform the rule after capturing or subduing the prefectures and counties?

The military is easy to talk to, but the civil service is difficult to deal with.

Replacing them all will make subsequent state and county officials fearful and resist.

So, he wanted to use Sangzhou to make a horse bone.

Everything was fine at first, but what he didn't expect was that Chang'an took action and broke his plan.

Yang Xuan felt that he still took it for granted.

Sangzhou is Sangzhou, and other places are other places. There is no need to follow a routine.

It should be adapted to local conditions.

There is no doubt that Wu Yun surrendered and should stay.

But he can put someone in, such as Sima.

In this way, even if Wu Yun is assassinated, Sima can respond immediately, cooperate with the army and control the situation.

It's not as messy as it is right now.

Xiao Lan is incompetent!

But Wu Yun will have to wait while he recovers from his injuries.

"I've met the Duke."

Outside the prefecture, Xiao Lan was waiting with sweat on his face. "Is something wrong?"

Yang Xuan looked at Xiao Lan calmly.

If a Sima is forced in, Xiao Lan's power will inevitably be weakened.

What would this person think?

Xiao Lan said: "In the past, several powerful people applied for road guidance, but the lower officials did not dare to specialize in it. The Duke sees..."

"Are there any drawbacks to love?" Yang Xuan asked.

Is this going to be a killing spree?

Xiao Lan was shocked, "No, just fear..."

"Afraid of me?" Yang Xuan smiled.

"Yes!" Xiao Lan didn't dare to hide it.

When the powerful men in northern Xinjiang mentioned Duke Qin, they hated and feared him, and all those who could run away ran away.

"A melon that is forced to be squeezed is not sweet, and a person that is forced to stay is not happy. Let it go!"

Yang Xuan entered the state house.

The officials he brought have taken over the overall situation of the state.

Han Ji went to ask some questions and came back to report: "Just after Wu Shijun was assassinated, many officials were packing up..."

"Is this a roster?" Yang Xuan asked.

Han Ji held a booklet in his hand and nodded: "Exactly."

There were more than ten officials outside, and most of them changed their colors when they saw this scene.

Yang Xuan took it and those people lowered their heads. "Make a fire!" Yang Xuan said.

Lin Feibao lit up the fire.

"Duke!"

When the officials heard someone shouting, they looked up and saw the burning book in Yang Xuan's hand.

He lifted the book until the flames burned the part near his fingers, and then gently dropped it to the ground.

Those names flickered in the firelight and gradually turned into ashes. When the cold wind blew, they scattered everywhere.

"Be wise and protect yourself, this is human nature!"

Yang Xuan entered the check-in room.

While the officials heaved a sigh of relief, they felt an inexplicable emotion in their hearts.

Lord Qin, you are so wise!

Yang Xuan visited Wu Yun's injury and comforted him after learning that he was getting better.

"The lower official brings trouble to the overall situation!"

Wu Yun said with shame.

If the assassination comes from the palace or the court, then Northern Xinjiang can shout at the top of his lungs, saying that Chang'an is so angry that it jumps over the wall.

But the assassination came from the Wu family, and Beijiang and Yang Xuan were both in trouble.

When the assassin returns to Chang'an, the Wu family will become famous.

assassin!

It is the top priority to deal with this matter!

"Peace of mind!" Yang Xuan is not the kind of boss who shirks his responsibilities.

He Lianyan and the accompanying Jin Yiwei were dispatched.

The accompanying cavalry cooperated and soon found some clues.

"He was seen fleeing into the mountains."

He Lianyan said: "But I asked the hunters, going into the mountains at this time is asking for death."

"Go and have a look."

Yang Xuan led hundreds of cavalry

Set off.

The so-called mountain is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles.

"There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains, and it's extremely cold."

The local hunters were called and were very excited after seeing Duke Qin.

Yang Xuan asked a few questions and shook his head, "So, this is not right."

"Maybe we can survive by hunting and making fire." Jielong said.

"If you want to survive in the mountains, firstly, you must have a bow and arrow, otherwise you cannot hunt. Secondly, you must have clothes, otherwise you will freeze to death even if you are wrapped in tree bark."

Yang Xuan turned around: "Carefully survey the surroundings."

Orion praised: "What the Duke said is very true."

He Lianyan said: "The Duke is the best hunter!"

In the Dongyu Mountains, Yang Xuan not only had to hunt, but also had to ambush each other with the hunters of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Such dangerous situations were not something these people could understand.

The assassin only carried a short sword and his clothes were not too thick. He was fine in the city, but in the mountains... he couldn't survive more than three days!

"Chang'an needs assassins to show off, so there will be supporting personnel nearby. It is impossible for these personnel not to know the danger of entering the mountains at this moment. Then... check!" The accompanying cavalry began to cast the net under the leadership of the locals.

Local hunters, under heavy reward, also went into the mountains to look for traces of the assassin.

Yang Xuan lived in a small village at the foot of the mountain.

The small village is quiet. There is nothing much going on in the village at this time of year. We only have one meal every day.

In the morning, smoke was rising from the village where Yang Xuan lived, causing a flock of birds to gather on the roof and chirp.

After Yang Xuan finished practicing, he took a walk outside the house.

The smell of scones came from inside, and a dozen children were in the distance, salivating with their fingers in their mouths, but they didn't dare to get close.

Most of the children's shoes were worn out, with their thumbs and even second thumbs exposed, and they had no socks. Two lines of snot flowed down from their noses, and when they reached their lips, they sucked them back hard.

Helianyan felt a little disgusted.

Yang Xuan felt even more cordial.

"I was in this kind of environment back then."

"My lord, breakfast is ready."

A horned dragon guard came out to report.

"Bring some cakes."

Yang Xuanren brought the cakes and waved to the children, "Come!"
To be continued...