"Um!"

"What the envoy said today has won the hearts of the soldiers and people of Chenzhou. If one day the envoy encounters a big event, he only needs to raise the Yang-character flag, and these people will spontaneously gather under the big flag and follow the envoy to kill everywhere.

, there is no disadvantage! This is... our foundation!"

Old dog!

He is becoming more and more unscrupulous!

Cao Ying's heart was filled with joy, her eyelids were twitching wildly, "Mr. Lang is loyal!"

It’s to the Tang Dynasty!

Not to the false emperor!

But ordinary people would never hear this trick.

"You didn't say Your Majesty!" Han Ji said sadly.

What the hell!

Cao Ying wants to curse!

"We will keep moving forward bravely!" Han Ji looked at Yang Xuan almost intoxicated, "Following such a lord, I will definitely not be lonely in my life!"

This is a lunatic!

Cao Ying sneered.

However, a few words emerged deep in my heart.

——Yes! Why is this future so exciting to me?

He whispered: "Spread the news to the army!"

Han Ji said calmly: "I have sent someone before."

Old dog!

Cao Ying became more and more depressed.

Yang Xuan went over to pick up Su Dalang and asked with a smile: "Do you want to study?"

Mrs. Chang stood up and said, "Dalang has always wanted to study..."

"I don't want to!" Su Dalang shouted.

Mrs. Chang gritted her teeth and glared at him.

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Then what do you want to do in the future?"

Su Dalang said: "I want to join the army!"

"good!"

Yang Xuan smiled and patted his cheek.

Later, Yang Xuan went to inspect the mountain gate where Metaphysics was under construction.

Seeing the professors doing the work and the disciples doing odd jobs, Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "Is this metaphysics?"

"How not?"

An Ziyu appeared, the ruler in his hand turned more and more rapidly, and he looked bad-tempered.

After complaining for a while, Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Money and food can help a little."

Ning Yayun came and declined: "It's not convenient for you, Zitai."

"My own money!" Yang Xuan felt that Ning Yayun was really magnanimous, and she couldn't compare to Zhong Hui who pretended to be free and easy.

"good!"

Yang Xuan: "..."

He has no shortage of money, but it depends on how he spends it.

"Headmaster, in our metaphysics, we must worship gods, right?"

"That's right, our gods have been worshiped for thousands of years." Ning Yayun said with a smile: "Zitai seems to have never worshiped before."

After worshiping the gods enshrined by my metaphysics, you will be my metaphysics’ person from now on!

An Ziyu coughed dryly, "That's right! If you haven't worshiped before, you can't be considered a disciple of my metaphysics."

An Ziyu!

Ning Yayun smiled and glanced.

An Ziyu turned the ruler between her fingers and sneered.

"Aning is my disciple of metaphysics!"

That's enough.

Yang Xuan smiled, "This is not a big deal, but I came here today to ask, how do you want to go about metaphysics in the future?"

Ning Yayun had obviously thought about it a long time ago, "It's bitter cold in northern Xinjiang, but people are tough. Once the mountain gate is repaired, I will prepare to recruit some disciples."

"Where's the money and food?" Yang Xuan asked.

An Ziyu's body stiffened.

The bodies of the professors and disciples stiffened.

As long as you have a body, you have to eat, drink and have diarrhea.

You have to spend money and food every day.

According to a certain master of metaphysics, the meaning of human life is to make shit!

No matter how high-minded metaphysics you are, you still have to make money to eat and make shit!

But how to make this money?

According to Ning Yayun's plan, she did something right.

This is torture for the students of metaphysics.

Isn’t it good for everyone to talk freely and casually about mysteries?

Do you have to have your fingers wet with spring water and run around every day before you give up?

Yang Xuan spoke.

Where’s the money and food!

Money and food are currently a difficult issue.

It is impossible for Chenzhou officials to provide money. This is against the rules and will be impeached.

Then, it’s private!

Ning Yayun smiled and stroked her beard.

But An Ziyu spoke up, "Zitai, isn't it easy for Chenzhou's treasury to give?"

Official money cannot be used for personal use.

This is an iron rule!

Of course, Northern Xinjiang is better. Northern Xinjiang collects its own taxes and recruits its own warriors. In other words, Northern Xinjiang is an independent kingdom.

But rules are rules. Unless Northern Xinjiang doesn't urinate in Chang'an Household Department, you have to be more careful.

Yang Xuan shook his head, "Of course it's not the official's money and food, it's my own."

An Ziyu's heart felt relieved, then tense again.

Ning Yayun smiled and said, "Let's not mention this matter for now."

Yang Xuan also smiled and said: "That's fine!"

He inspected the construction site and left immediately.

"Discuss!" An Ziyu said with a cold face.

The professors gathered in a half-finished hall, and their noses were filled with the smell of wood.

"What shall we rely on for food in the future?" An Ziyu asked this question.

"The Imperial College has relied on the Ministry of Household Affairs to provide money and food for many years. Now that we have left Chang'an in despair, who will provide us with money in the future?" Zhong Hui also had a headache.

"Let's do something!" someone said.

"Can you do the ritual every day?" The ruler between An Ziyu's fingers turned faster and faster, making a whistling sound.

"Yes!" Zhong Hui scratched his head, "There are quite a few of us, and Northern Xinjiang is not like Chang'an. There are many rich and powerful people, and a ritual ceremony will bring a lot of money. Here, a ritual ceremony can be done at most.

Let me wait for a few days to eat."

"What about in a few days?" Zhuang Xin from the Wine Soldier Department patted the wine gourd, "Now I can't even afford to drink wine!"

"Ahem!" Ning Yayun coughed dryly, "Don't panic."
To be continued...