Chapter 50 Rules, Changes

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The scolding was getting closer and closer, and Yang Zhengshan quickly pulled Yang Mingzhi to the side of the road.

Then he saw a group of soldiers rushing over and dispersing the onlookers.

At the same time he also saw the scene in the crowd.

A young man in crimson brocade clothes was whipping two people with a whip.

The two people who were beaten were a man and a woman. The man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the girl seemed to be only about ten years old. The man held the little girl in his arms and let Young Master Zhang whip her back, causing her to scream in pain.

There were seven or eight servants in green clothes around, glaring fiercely at the onlookers.

What a great show of bullying!

Yang Zhengshan shook his head and looked away.

But just when he looked away, he suddenly felt someone was staring at him.

Following his feeling, he looked in the direction of surprise.

Zhou Lan!

Zhou Lan came on horseback, surrounded by a group of soldiers.

I had been waiting for the person for three days but I unexpectedly met him.

Zhou Lan nodded slightly at him, then rode past him with a solemn expression.

"Get out of the way!" the soldier shouted.

"Where did this idiot come from? How dare you disturb my good deeds?" Zhang Chen stopped beating and glared fiercely at the soldiers who came running towards him.

However, just as he finished speaking, there was a whooshing sound as the air broke through.

Snapped!
A black whip hit him hard.

The crimson-purple brocade clothes were torn, revealing a bloodstain.

Zhang Chen let out a shrill scream and fell heavily to the ground on the bluestone street.

"Master, Master!"

All of a sudden, the servants, who had been vicious at first, changed their expressions and rushed forward in panic to help Zhang Chen up.

Zhang Chen howled miserably for a long time before he stood up.

He looked at Zhou Lan on the horse, his eyes full of ferocity.

"You stinky bitch, you dare to hit me?"

Whoosh, the familiar sound of breaking through the air was heard again.

Zhang Chen shuddered violently and stepped back repeatedly.

However, the whip did not fall on him, but was caught by the servant beside him.

Zhou Lan looked coldly at the servant holding the whip.

In the distance, Yang Zhengshan was also looking at the servant.

Anyone who could catch Zhou Lan's whip must be a post-natal warrior.

"Let go!" Zhou Lan said lightly.

The servant quickly let go of the whip in his hand, bowed his head and said: "My young master is young and ignorant, please forgive me, General!"

But just as he said this, the sound of a whip breaking through the air was heard again.

This time he had no time to block it, and the whip landed on Zhang Chen's chest again.

His clothes were torn, revealing bloody wounds.

Zhang Chen screamed again.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death!"

"Go away!"

Zhou Lan said coldly.

Seven or eight servants didn't care about anything else and dragged Zhang Chen to the side of the road to make way.

Zhou Lan didn't even look at Zhang Chen, and rode away with a group of soldiers.

In the back, Yang Zhengshan's eyes wandered back and forth between Zhang Chen and Zhou Lan.

Ningguo Mansion, guarded by eunuch!
Tsk tsk~~
The water in this mountainous city is very deep!

It’s better for us small fish and shrimp to stay out of it!
"go!"

Yang Zhengshan whispered to Yang Mingzhi.

Then, the two of them left quickly.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Faced with this situation, it is better to leave first.

Otherwise, the Zhang family will vent their anger on innocent passers-by.

Yang Zhengshan didn't know whether the Zhang family took their anger out on passers-by. After they returned home, they stayed indoors and refused to leave.

As dusk approached, Zhou Lanru came as Yang Zhengshan expected.

"Meet General Zhou!"

"Meet General Zhou!"

In the front yard of the house, Yang Zhengshan and everyone else bowed to greet them.

"No need to be polite!"

Zhou Lan said with a faint smile and waved her hand.

"Please come in, General Zhou!" Yang Zhengshan welcomed him into the main house in the inner courtyard.

Zhou Lan looked around the house while following Yang Zhengshan into the inner courtyard.

"I bought this house four years ago. At that time, I had just arrived and urgently needed a place to live, so I bought this house."

"But later I bought a bigger house, so I'll give this one to you!"

She said casually.

Yang Zhengshan paused for a moment and said, "Isn't this too expensive?" Zhou Lan waved her hand indifferently, "It's not expensive, just accept it!"

The two men walked into the main house, and two soldiers followed in carrying food boxes. A moment later, a table full of sumptuous food and wine was placed in front of Yang Zhengshan.

"Let's drink and talk!" Zhou Lan said, looking at the young men around her.

"Captain Yang, today is different from the past. You should set some rules around yourself!"

Yang Zhengshan was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and said, "You guys go down first!"

The young men also understood the meaning of Zhou Lan's words and bowed and retreated.

"We are all younger generations of the clan. I am sorry that you are too close to me on weekdays, General Zhou will be embarrassed!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

rule.

For many aristocratic and powerful families, rules are an insurmountable gap.

Although Zhou Lan has always been very approachable, she was born in the Ningguo Mansion after all.

Just look at the soldiers and attendants around her and you'll understand that she has very strict rules.

In comparison, these young men from the Yang family seemed to lack vision.

Yang Zhengshan didn’t care about these things before, but now after Zhou Lan’s reminder, he understood it.

As a superior, one must naturally have his own authority.

The so-called rules are made to maintain the power of those in power.

Zhou Lan didn't care. She just wanted to remind Yang Zhengshan, not to blame him.

She held up the wine glass and drank with Yang Zhengshan.

"Let Zhao Yuan take you to the Dusi Yamen to report tomorrow, and change the title deed of this house while we're at it!"

"Then when should I go to Linguan Fort?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Zhou Lan hesitated for a moment and said, "As soon as possible, let Zhao Yuan take you there!"

"I told you that training in Linguan Fort is a test for you, but things have changed a bit now!"

Yang Zhengshan frowned, "What changes?"

Zhou Lan picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Her generous look did not show any trace of feminine weakness.

"The court intends to conquer the East Sea Hu tribe!"

The wine glass in Yang Zhengshan's hand shook slightly, and he looked up in surprise.

Conquer the Hu tribe in the East China Sea?

This is not difficult to understand.

Now that the Hu cavalry have entered the country, Darong will naturally not give up.

"When?"

"I don't know yet!" Zhou Lan shook her head.

Yang Zhengshan lowered his eyes slightly.

It is now April, the time when everything in the north comes back to life.

Logically speaking, this is the best time for Darong to attack the Hu people.

If the time drags on until June or July, the war may drag into winter.

Winters in the north are cold and long, making large-scale combat in winter difficult.

Don’t think that the fact that the Hu people entered the country in winter does not mean that they were willing to fight in winter. In fact, they were forced to do so because of food shortage, otherwise they would never choose to enter the country in winter.

It has not been confirmed yet, which means it is impossible to set off in April.

Even if it can be confirmed now, it will take time to mobilize troops and supplies. It is estimated that we will have to wait until the end of May or early June to set out.

If you calculate it this way, there really isn't much time left for him.

"Do I need to go to war with the army?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Not necessarily. It depends on what the court thinks!" Zhou Lan shook her head and said, "Just focus on training your troops first! Even if you need to go to battle, I will arrange for you to stay behind!"

She had only received some news, but she couldn't be sure of the court's specific decision.

However, according to her calculations, there is a high probability that the court will approve the decision to conquer the Hu people.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and felt that this was not something he needed to worry about.

He is now just an insignificant trial centurion, and must obey Zhou Lan's arrangements no matter what he does.

As for the rest, he couldn't control it even if he wanted to.

To put it bluntly, he is now just a small soldier under Zhou Lan, and he has to do whatever Zhou Lan tells him to do.

As for leaving or breaking away from Zhou Lan.

Yang Zhengshan just thought about it and rejected the idea.

Unless he wanted to continue staying in Yangjia Village, he could only follow Zhou Lan.

If you want to get ahead, you can't avoid taking risks.

Moreover, he is a warrior now, and going to the battlefield is the only way he can go.

One will be a million bones.

If the Yang family wants to grow and become stronger, they will have to step on thousands of corpses.

These corpses include those of enemies, members of the Yang family, and possibly even Yang Zhengshan’s own.

"We can train soldiers, but I have a request!" Yang Zhengshan said.

"What request?"

"Food, enough food! If the soldiers can't even get enough food, how can we talk about training?" Yang Zhengshan said.

Zhou Lan had said before that Linguanbao was a newly built garrison. Since it was a new garrison, it meant that there was no stored grain.

Moreover, the military households in Linguan Fort are all newly recruited refugees. You can guess what these refugees look like without much thought.

"No problem! I'll ask Zhao Yuan to transport some food to you!" Zhou Lan agreed without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)