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Chapter 546 Yang Ji’s Choice (Part )

Although Ying Yiren was in power for a short time, he trusted Lu Buwei and entrusted him with state affairs as long as he was alive. It can be said that he completely repaid Lu Buwei for saving his life. He never had any suspicion of Lu Buwei in his life, and never let Lu Buwei down.

As for the matter of Queen Ying Shi coming to settle accounts with Lu Buwei, Yang Ji also knew that it could not be blamed on Ying Yiren, that was the matter of the next generation. Lu Buwei was clinging to power and did not know how to retreat in time, so who could be blamed?

Yang Ji also understood Li Chengqian's concerns about some of the things he did not say. After all, no one would tolerate someone giving a pregnant woman to him and then using someone else as a substitute to indirectly steal the country's fortunes.

Yang Ji just needed to make sure that Li Chengqian was not fooling him, and now he got confirmation.

Yang Ji was so excited that he walked around the room excitedly. Seeing Wei Chongde looking at him in surprise, he said happily, "Mr. Wei spoke well and brilliantly."

"Mr. Wei really took the trouble to deal with my little bastard's blasphemy."

"So, from now on, Mr. Wei's salary will be doubled every month, and during festivals, the gifts prepared by the mansion will also be doubled to reward you for your hard work. Are you satisfied?"

Well.
Wei Chongde was so excited that he could get such benefits just by talking about history. He stopped drinking and his mouth was no longer dry. He stood up and bowed. He was a little flattered and wanted to be humble, but he was reluctant to say, "How can I do this?"

"I feel guilty for this. The young master is usually quite obedient and clever. Although he is a little naughty, that is also the nature of children. As the saying goes, I like children who are naughty the most, lying by the stream and peeling lotus pods. He is three years old."

Hearing that the old teacher in front of him was about to show off his knowledge, Yang Ji waved his hand impatiently: "Sir, don't refuse. This matter is done. I have the final say on matters in the mansion."

Yang Ji suddenly felt that the old scholar whom he disliked before was actually of some use. At least when he encountered someone telling him history and saying something with hidden meaning, he could still have someone to ask for advice.

It turns out that the ancients had already done this kind of story of making the most of rare goods. Old men like Master Wei knew about it. If they had known these things earlier, they would not have waited until today. They would have done it a long time ago. It's such a pity.

Yang Ji couldn't help but turn his head to look at the vast amount of books on the wall, his eyes eager, as if he saw a pile of treasures.

As Li Chengqian said, the book contained everything from beautiful women to a golden house, everything rich and powerful, and even a life-saving elixir. I must read more books in the future, otherwise it would be embarrassing to be outdone by a half-grown kid.
The story in this book not only saved Li Chengqian, but also pointed out a brilliant path for him, Yang Ji.

The future wealth and glory of the Yang family all lies in this. Yang Ji held the Spring and Autumn Annals tightly with a shining look in his eyes, as if he had grasped the fate of his entire family.

For the whole day, Yang Ji locked himself in his study, constantly thinking and weighing the options. He sent his wife away several times when she came to invite him. It was not until midnight when the whole Anding City fell into a deep sleep and sporadic night watches were heard from the streets outside that Yang Ji finally made up his mind.

At two quarter past midnight, everyone in the mansion was fast asleep!

Yang Ji quietly left the study, wearing a dark robe, walked around the garden rockery, and came to the side door on the east side of the Yang Mansion where the servants went in and out to buy vegetables. Without disturbing anyone, he opened the small door and looked around carefully.

Then he sneaked out of the house alone, plunged into the pitch-black night, and went to the other side of the street.

After walking for about half an incense stick of time, they arrived at the door of a slightly smaller mansion. They knocked gently on the door, and after a while, the door opened a crack.

Yang Ji flashed and entered the mansion, and the streets fell into silence again.

On the plaque under the eaves of the mansion's gate, illuminated by the dim light of the lit lanterns next to it, two large regular script characters were faintly visible: Wenfu!
The next morning, Yang Ji and his party left Anding City and headed towards the military camp in the east.

There were three people when they came back yesterday, but there was one more person when they returned to the camp today, and still three horses, Yang Ji and two trusted guards.

There was a thin, half-grown child sitting in front of Yang Jim's horse. His small body was wearing a coarse cloth military uniform commonly worn by soldiers. The uniform did not look shabby at all, but the outer layer was a little white from washing, and it still seemed a little too big for the child.

This person looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. Although he was dressed in rags and his face looked dirty, with some gray and some black, but if you look closely, you can see that his facial features are quite delicate, which makes his face look more handsome, especially his eyes, which are like two clear springs, clear and bright, with a temperament that is not tainted by the mundane world.

But at this moment, the child's delicate little hands were tightly grasping the mane on the horse's neck, with an uneasy look on his face. From time to time, he turned his head to look diagonally behind him at Anding City, and a trace of reluctance and sadness was revealed in his pupils under his slightly furrowed brows.

Looking closely, the child's eyelids were a little red and swollen, and there was a tearful gleam deep in his eyes. His pearly teeth, like those of a gourd rhino, were tightly biting his lips to prevent himself from crying.

About half an incense stick of time later, the few people arrived at the Yan Liao army camp twenty miles east of the city.

The child was brought by two guards and stayed in Yang Ji's tent, while Yang Ji went to discuss military affairs with Luo Yi and handle official business.

After a busy day, in the afternoon, Yang Ji changed into casual clothes and went to the hay warehouse where Li Yan was imprisoned. Li Yan was lying on the haystack in his cell, bored, holding the only copy of the Spring and Autumn Annals, and continued to kill time.

It has been like this during this period. I eat and sleep, sleep and eat. There is no wind or rain, and it is summer, so there is no need to worry about the cold weather.

This kind of pig-raising-like life without having to worry about anything made Li Yan seem particularly energetic. There was a light in his eyes. Instead of losing weight, he gained some weight. His skin was also much whiter than when he just came through, and his face looked white and rosy.

Hearing the noise at the door, Li Yan turned his head and glanced.

“Two days.”

Li Yan's mouth curled up slightly. Yang Ji was more positive than he thought, seeing his current dress and the expression on his face.

Li Yan knew that he had figured it out.

All this man pursues in his life is fame and fortune. As long as he has these two things, he can easily control a general who commands tens of thousands of soldiers.

Li Yan sighed again, saying that if the brain is used well, it will play a much greater role than the skills and abilities given to him by the system.

Li Yan lay on the haystack without moving, still holding the Spring and Autumn Annals, as if he did not see Yang Ji coming in.

Yang Ji walked into the warehouse, then turned around and closed the door. He walked to the prison door, lifted the hem of his robe, and knelt on the ground without hesitation, saying respectfully, "General Yang Ji, I pay my respects to the prince!"

'Well'

"General, what do you mean?"

Li Yan quickly retracted the slightly smug expression hiding behind the book, looked outside the wooden fence in astonishment, then quickly stood up, walked to the door, and said hurriedly: "Now I am a prisoner, and the general is the commander who supervises me, why do you perform such a great ceremony, how can Cheng Qian be responsible for it?"

"The king of the county!"

Yang Ji still kept his kneeling posture, raised his head and clasped his hands, and said with a serious face: "Yang Ji was originally a general of Jingzhou. He was selected by Emperor Wude and became the deputy general of the Jingzhou Army. But Luo Yi, in the name of revenge for Prince Yin, raised an army to rebel against the emperor."

"Yang Ji deeply hated this man's rebellious behavior, but was afraid of Luo Yi's tyranny and had to submit to his oppression."

"Thanks to the guidance and teachings of the prince the other day, Yang Ji was hit hard and woke up from his dream, realizing how deep he was in the mud. Yang Ji has learned his lesson and is willing to turn over a new leaf from now on. I hope the prince will not despise Yang Ji's stupidity and give him a chance to reform and take him in."

"From now on, Yang Ji is willing to follow the prince, always at his side, and go through fire and water, even if it means death."

After saying that, Yang Ji slammed his head to the ground, and it even made a loud 'bang' sound. It was truly a loud bang!
"The general is wise and righteous, and has returned from his lost ways. This is truly a blessing for the Tang Dynasty."

Li Yan quickly stretched out his hand outside the wooden fence, trying to help Yang Ji up. Looking at the resolute expression on Yang Ji's face, he also said with emotion: "The general is loyal and righteous, and now he has returned to our Tang Dynasty. If the emperor knew about this, I wonder how happy he would be?"

Yang Ji's expression froze, his brows slightly furrowed, he still kept kneeling, then said firmly: "The prince is a man of heaven and earth, a man of dragon and phoenix, Yang Ji is willing to recognize the prince as his master, follow the prince for the rest of his life, be his vanguard, go through fire and water, and die without regrets, I hope the prince will not abandon you."

After saying that, he knocked down again despite Li Yan's support, and this time the sound seemed to be even louder than last time.

Li Yan then nodded. In fact, Li Yan was both testing and confirming.

His words were to remind Yang Ji that the emperor was different from himself, and that he should find out Yang Ji's true intentions, whether he supported Li Shimin or Li Chengqian, so his words just now expressed his happiness on behalf of Li Shimin.

Yang Ji was also very smart. He understood what Li Yan meant and asked again, making it clear that he was your disciple, Li Chengqian, and recognized you, not Li Shimin. He knew very well that if he saved Li Yan, he would be doing a great favor to Li Yan. Although Li Shimin was grateful, he did not express it directly.

Moreover, Li Shimin was now the emperor, and joining him would be icing on the cake. Under his command were generals such as Li Jing, Hou Junji, Wei Jinjingde, Zhang Gongjin, Qin Shubao, Cheng Yaojin, Changsun Shunde, and Li Ji.

What would it matter if I voted there now?

Where is your place?
(End of this chapter)