Chapter 331 The Strongest Voice (Part 2)

"Su Keqing, do you think the Xixia army is strong?" Zheng Lang asked.

Others don’t know, but Zheng Lang knows the martial arts of these two people. The five big men sent by Zhao Yundi made them fight and run away. If it weren’t for the scruples, they could have all five big men lying down in minutes. They fought with Dangxiang people again, and had an intuitive impression. So Zheng Lang asked.

Su Keqing shook her head.

"Why?"

"The Dangxiang people were the most powerful when they were in the era of Zhao Jiqian (Li Jiqian), and the whole country was united, so our dynasty was unable to overcome them many times. Now Zhao Yuanhao has many troops, but the tribes are in chaos, and some tribes are not convinced. Although there are many military disciplines, they are not as powerful as Zhao Jiqian. In terms of strength, the most powerful Dangxiang army at this time is the Zhe family army in the Prefecture and Prefecture."

"Huh," Zheng Lang looked at Su Keqing in surprise.

It cannot be said that relying on history alone to find talented people. Some people become famous because of opportunities, and some people have talent, but no opportunities, so they are buried. For example, the war made Di Qing successful, but there was no war, which allowed Yang Wenguang to achieve some fame in his later years and buried his talent. Yang Wenguang was still lucky. At least the Yang family was considered a middle-class family at this time and had no say in the court, but many people served as small officials. There were more people who completely buried their talents.

Without the war that followed, it was not easy to say these words based on analysis alone.

Thinking of this, Zheng Lang said to his "uncle": "Checkout."

The guy hurried over and said, "My little lady has given her instructions. Hearing that Zheng Zhuangyuan came to eat, he would waive Zheng Zhuangyuan's expenses."

"Your little lady?"

"Yes, my little lady admires the top scorer very much."

Jiang Xing'er pursed her lips and laughed.

Zheng Lang gave her a blank look and said, "Thank you, your little lady, but I don't have this habit."

Fanlou was originally called Alanlou, but the owner was indeed surnamed Fan. His ancestors were just a shop owner. Because of their proper management and careful management throughout the ages, they have accumulated their fame today. However, it seems that in unofficial history, it is said that because of its large scale and amazing wealth, the Fan family could not defend it, so they were forced to change their owners later.

That is unofficial history, and the official history does not record it, so we cannot believe it all. However, even if we want to maintain this industry, even if we have many contacts with the powerful, it may not be easy to use the power of the Fan family.

But it was strange that a lady from the Fan family came forward.

Zheng Lang was not interested in the Fan family's background, nor did he want to socialize. He looked at the guy firmly and said, "How much does it cost?"

The guy hesitated for a while and said, "Six hundred and thirty-two shreds of money."

Jiang Xing'er stuck out her tongue, which is the biggest meal expense that Zheng Lang has spent so far.

Zheng Lang was also shocked. He was not alone. He came to Fanlou to eat every day. How much money can he earn in a year? Although the cost is high, for luxury, almost all the utensils are made of silver, gold and ivory, but the income is also amazing. Besides, how much can two million kilograms of wine be made of?

After leaving Fanlou, Zheng Lang said, "Go to the Yang family."

When I went to the Yang Mansion of Tianbo, I didn’t take it seriously. The Yang family’s status in the Song Dynasty was far less high than that in the Romance of the Romance. Among the four great generals of the Song Dynasty, the Liu family was the only one who made up the numbers. The Yang family was the same. However, the Zhong family and the Zhe family were the real family and generals.

...

"Little lady, the prince's guest has to pay the bill." The guy looked at the little girl in front of him carefully.

"I knew he would do that."

A smile appeared on the little girl's beautiful face, and countless small stars were shining in her eyes.

Seeing her intoxicated look, the guy was helpless and had a few more complaints in his heart. If you knew it, why should you come here?

"Wang Er."

"Little lady, here."

"How do you say I will learn how to calculate accounts with him?"

Zheng Lang checked the accounts at the age of twelve, and it also regarded them as strange stories among the people. At the age of twelve, he found out the books clearly, and Zheng Lang at this time.

But the guy stammered and didn't dare to agree.

"Isn't it possible?" The little girl sat on the railing on the fourth floor with her calf raised, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Am I not as good as that fan prostitute?"

The guy didn't dare to speak, saying in his heart that he had accumulated virtue and blessings for hundreds of years, and the entire Song Dynasty was just Jiang Xing'er. Although you are a good family and have a high status, can you compare with that prostitute? Besides, your master will not let you join the Zheng family as a concubine.

"Look, he's out." The girl looked at Zheng Lang excitedly.

Now Zheng Lang has married and had children, but he is not old and has a romantic talent. He still has a fatal temptation to some girls. Not only the little girl of the Fan family, but many girls are still crazy about Zheng Lang.

The guy was helpless and shouted, "Little lady, be careful."

The fourth floor of Fan Tower is more than 40 meters above the ground. If you accidentally fall down, your life will be sad.

The little girl retracted her body, lay on the railing, holding her cheeks with her hands, and watching Zheng Lang traveling forever.

Okay, watch slowly, I'm still busy, the guy stepped out.

Zheng Lang didn't know about this scene. When he arrived at Yang Mansion, there was a small lake in front of the gate, which was later Yangjia Lake, located in the northwest of Kaifeng.

The Yang Mansion is not large in size, and it is impossible for civil servants to get rid of sedan chairs or military officers to get rid of horses.

The Zhe family, the prototype of She Taijun, has been dead for nearly 30 years. Now the person in charge of housework is the wife of Yang Jiye's eldest son Yang Liulang.

This also happened to Zheng Lang. The reason why Yang Yanzhao called Yang Liulang was because the Khitans made him afraid of killing him. According to the legend of the stars in the sky, it was said that the sixth star of the Big Dipper was the only one who defeated the Khitans, so he was called Liulang.

His wife was not Princess Chai, otherwise she would have made such a great contribution, but she was the local chief, who had not been transferred back to the capital or served as a defensive commander along the way.

An ordinary Dangxiang person, not only Yang Liulang's wife was Dangxiang, but his son and nephew also married Dangxiang people, including Yang Wenguang's wife Murong. Yang Zongbao also had it, but he was not a young hero, but a granddaughter of Yang Ye. He had already married and became a mother.

The Yang family has a pure Dangxiang bloodline. After being in the capital for a long time, their living habits have been completely Chinese, and no one regards them as Dangxiang people.

Mrs. Yang politely asked Zheng Lang to sit down.

Faced with this young man with a bright future, even if Yang Liulang is alive, he dare not be proud of himself.

Instruct the servants to present the best tea and make tea.

"Madam Yang, I want to see the son-in-law."

"Is it Dalang, or Erlang, Sanlang?" asked the gray-haired Mrs. Yang.

Looking at Mrs. Yang in front of him, Zheng Lang compared the Yang family generals in his heart, and was a little disappointed. However, Mrs. Yang was nearly 80 years old and was considered a long life. Zheng Lang still said politely: "It's Sanlang." Yang Yanzhao's three sons, the eldest son was Yang Chuanyong, the second son was Yang Dezheng, and the third son was Yang Wenguang, who was Yang Yanzhao's old son. They were all made into low-level officials due to their father's merits. Even Yang Wenguang was twenty-eight years old at this time, and his eldest son Yang Chuanyong was nearly 60 years old.

“He is on duty.”

"Can Mrs. Yang ask him to come to Yanji Inn to see me after he gets the money?"

"As the entrusted by the prefect Zheng, how dare I refuse?" Zheng Lang came this time, using respectful words to make Mrs. Yang flattered and replied politely.

Zheng Lang said goodbye only then.

Walking out, Zheng Lang shook his head.

I know that except for Yang Ye and Yang Liulang, the story of the Yang family generals cannot be taken seriously, but today's work has some impact on my mood.

"Official, why are you looking for this Yang Wenguang?" Jiang Xing'er asked in confusion.

Yang Ye has made contributions, but not too many people have made contributions to the Song Dynasty. But Zheng Lang’s expression is a little wrong today, and Jiang Xinger can detect it.

"You don't understand." Zheng Lang said.

He looked for Yang Wenguang not to save the Yang family generals, but for other reasons. Yang Wenguang has military talent. Although there are not many cases of battle, all the battles were won. In his later years, the battle in Fengcheng was even more of a small miracle. The Yang family was a member of the Dangxiang family. There were many members of the Yang family in Fuzhou, and they had many relatives with the Zhe family and other Dangxiang tribes. If they were used well, it would be a natural advantage.

Zheng Lang didn’t know how to use it, but he vaguely felt that using Yang Wenguang would have some favorable effects in the northwest.

Walk back.

The two little yellow gates stopped them halfway and said sweating profusely: "Master Zheng, come to the palace quickly. The emperor and the civil and military officials of the court are waiting for you."

It was so hard that he went to Yan's Inn, and said that Zheng Lang had gone to Fanlou. He found Fanlou and said that Zheng Lang had left. He thought he went home to Yanji Inn, but he didn't find him when he returned. Fortunately, there were many people who knew Zheng Lang in the capital, so after asking the people, he found out that Zheng Lang had arrived at Yang's house.

The little yellow gate naturally would not take the Yang family in mind, but after running from the south of the city to the north of the city, it ran for more than 40 miles back and forth, and it was so angry that it was too busy.

The small yellow gate was brought into the palace. The discussion on military affairs was not held in the imperial study room, but in the main hall of the sightings.

Almost all the important officials in the capital arrived.

Zheng Lang walked into the hall in a row, showed courtesy to Zhao Zhen, looked at it, and squeezed to sit down beside Fu Bi.

Fu Bi pushed Zheng Lang and whispered: "You can't sit here."

I am just a censor of the Censorate. You are a guest of the prince. How can you behave in the lower head?

"It's familiar to you, it's comfortable to sit." Zheng Lang also whispered.

Fu Bi Wuzhi, you can sit whatever you like. Anyway, it’s not about going to morning court, so you must strictly stand in line.

Zhao Zhen coughed and said, "Zheng Qing, I'll give you two memorials."

The eunuch brought two memorials. Zheng Lang opened them and saw that the first memorial was Fan Yong's memorial. Yuan Hao had probably withdrawn his troops, but Fan Yong hid in Yanzhou City and did not dare to come out. He was not clear about the outside world's news. In the memorial, in addition to the destruction of Jinming Village and the destruction of Liu Ping's army, he repeatedly asked the court to increase troops immediately in the memorial.

The second memorial was written by eunuch Huang Dehe, who falsely accused Liu Ping of surrendering to Yuan Hao at Sanchuankou. He led some troops to retreat to Ganquan under Cang Zhong. Seeing that the matter was urgent, he took the army to Fuzhou to protect the safety of Fuzhou.

Fan Yong's memorial was not written clearly, and Huang Dehe's memorial was slandering.

Seeing Zheng Lang reading the memorial, Zhao Zhen asked, "Zheng Lang, what do you mean?"

Zhao Zhen's voice was not loud, but the ministers in the court stared at Zheng Lang together.

Things have developed to this day, as Zheng Lang expected, and some things even saw them as early as when he was a teenager. This "foresight" made Zhao Zhen look forward to Zheng Lang, and even more admired by some upright ministers.

Zheng Lang first pushed a hand and said, "What do you guys have any ideas?"

Zhang Dexiang thought to himself that it was coming.

Zheng Lang is not a top official position here, but today, he will have the strongest voice.

Even if you grasp the word "debt" and "death" and "death" governments, many senior officials will fall down immediately today.
To be continued...