Zhao Shao seemed to realize Yang Si's abnormality after realizing it, slapped his forehead, and smiled apologetically at him.
"Mr. Yang, those words just now are not aimed at Mr. Sir, please don't take it seriously."
Zhao Shao hated Yang Si very much, but it wasn't that Yang Si had offended him—in fact, it was the first time he and Yang Si had met, and he had only heard of his name but never knew him—but, who made Yang Si come from a lowly background, the son of a prostitute, Does the ghost know who this man's father is
To put it more nasty, any man can go to Yang Si's mother's boudoir bed with a little money, isn't that disgusting
Zhao Shao even thought badly, if Yang Si's mother was still alive, give her some money and let her serve the man next to her in front of her son, would she do it? As the son of man, will Yang Si commit suicide? Hehe, what a mocking and humiliating scene would that be
The blood flowing in Yang Si's bones is the original sin. He is just the son of a prostitute. Instead of staying in Qin Lou Chu Pavilion and being a thug for people to call and drink, he dressed as a scribe and ran out to obstruct people's eyes. Every time Zhao Shao thought about it, he felt very uncomfortable.
What qualifications does he have to be treated as a guest of honor and drink a cup with himself
Being in the same room, Zhao Shaodu disliked Yang Siran for dirtying the air.
Holding back this disgust, Zhao Shao used the mother and son as a raft, pointing to Sang and scolding Huai and humiliating Yang Si, and felt relieved.
Yang Si was still indifferent, but Jiang Nongqin, who was not far away, had itchy hands, and tried to put his hands on the dagger around his waist several times.
"It doesn't matter—" Yang Si looked calm and smiled, "I just heard what someone said, and it makes sense. Since there is no way to look back, even if you are kneeling, you have to move forward, which is roughly the truth. , then this bitter fruit has to be swallowed when crying!"
Zhao Shao turned his head and suddenly found that Yang Si was also mocking him.
"What do you mean by Mr. Yang?" He pretended not to know.
"I heard that General Zhao had some quarrels with the late Dongmen County Commander Yang Jian when he was young—" Yang Si half-smiled, indifferently looking at Zhao Shao's unnatural look, "I heard that Commander Yang Jian did not die of a sudden illness, but rather He was hit by a villain's poison and unfortunately died in his prime. Colonel Yang Jian had a very good reputation in Zhangzhou. My Lord and Colonel Yang Jian also had a friendship, and suddenly learned the news of his death, and I was saddened for a long time. Warriors. Buddha said cause and effect, that poisonous villain should not die well, right?"
Zhao Shao's face was ashen, his eyes were wide open because of hatred and killing intent, and his eyes were almost split.
Yang Si closed his eyes slightly, still looking like a light cloud, and it was very painful to see.
"Fortunately, although Captain Yang Jian died, his legacy has not been broken. Yang Tao, the only son under his knees, is also an outstanding person. He was so filial to his deceased father, how could he easily let go of the enemy who killed his father? When he is full of wings, catch the poisoned villain. -" Yang Si glanced at Zhao Shao, and said with a sneer, "The revenge of killing my father is not shared by the sky. I am afraid that it is not enough to vent my anger by killing Ling Chi with a thousand swords or peeling the skin and lighting a lamp!"
Ling Chi is easy to understand, what is this peeling light
It is rumored that in the turbulent times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, there was a small country named "Jing". This "skinning and lighting" was a criminal law specially invented by the late Emperor Jing in order to make his favorite concubine smile. Cut a long slit in the human skin from head to toe, and then pour mercury into it. The body is squeezed out of human fat.
The prisoners who lost their human skins were tied up, the fat layer of the abdomen was dug out, and the lights were lit.
Just thinking about that scene makes me shudder.
Zhao Shao looked at Yang Si in anger, shock and fear.
He pointed at Sang and scolded Huai in front of Yang Si, and Yang Si simply exposed his bottom, intimidating and threatening.
Zhao Shao endured his fear and cursed inwardly—
The son of a lowly prostitute!
"There are still a lot of government affairs in the barracks. I don't think I will stay outside for too long, so as not to delay the business, I will leave first."
Yang Si declined Zhao Shao's retention with a blank face. The two of them were tired of seeing each other. What else could they do other than hurt each other
Zhao Shao was helpless and could only let him go.
Jiang Nongqin got into the carriage and looked at Yang Si who was sitting in the carriage with her eyes closed for a nap. She lifted the curtain and glanced at Takishui.
"Will that old guy Zhao Shao send someone to kill him?"
Jiang Nongqin was in a bad mood and wanted to find a few people to vent his anger. Killing the enemy was the best way.
"It's hard to say, he wants to do it once and for all, but Xu Pei can't get through it."
Xu Pei is a man who wants to save face and suffer, and always acts like a family. He can't put down his body and kill Yang Si.
Jiang Nongqin said, "I shouldn't be here today. I didn't find any useful news, but I was very angry."
She really wanted to screw Zhao Shao's head off and kick it as a ball!
Yang Si glanced at Jiang Nongqin from the corner of his eye, and laughed, "What is Jiang Xiaowei angry?"
Jiang Nongqin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master Yang is not angry at all?"
"People have all kinds of emotions and six desires, and Si is just an ordinary person. How can you be free from the commonplace? It's impossible not to be angry, but what can you do when you are angry?" Yang Si sneered, his eyes flashing cold light, "The saint also said, the heaven will entrust him with great responsibility. Humans must first suffer their will, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies - what can they do to make them arrogant? The winner is the one who stands at the end! What about the sons of prostitutes? One day, these people must be let go Bend their knees, bow their heads, break their pride—"
With that said, Jiang Nongqin saw Yang Si clutching the corner of the table, his fingers almost digging into the table.
Some people become more and more cowardly in the face of the malice and blows of the whole world, until they lose the courage to survive.
Yang Si did not, the more others slandered him, insulted him, laughed at him, despised him, despised him, and hated him, the more he wanted to live freely.
His weakness can't be exchanged for the sympathy and pity of others, it will only become a reason for the enemy to despise him and ridicule him.
"In the situation just now, if the strategist ordered it, the last commander would definitely take the head of the old thief Zhao Shao."
From Jiang Nongqin's point of view, these soft-bodied literati under the tent are treasures and need to be pampered by the little public servants.
Yang Sidao, "No, it can't be like this. It's still useful for Zhao Shao to keep it—"
Jiang Nongqin was surprised, "What's the use of the old thief?"
"Yang Tao kept expanding his power in Nansheng, and now he has become an opponent that cannot be ignored."
Jiang Nongqin thought for a while and asked, "What does the counselor mean, sell Zhao Shao to Yang Tao and sell his favor?"
"Although it's not right, but I guessed it a little." Yang Si pointed at the table, the carriage swayed, and it was so quiet outside that there was only the sound of the rumbling of cars, "Why is it not surprising that Jiang Xiaowei, that woman is in Jiangding County, Chenzhou The Hua Niang is far away from Hu County and Zhejiang County."
Jiang Nongqin was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect this level.
"Chenzhou is Huang Song's land. According to the woman's words, she killed her husband and faced the death penalty, so she casually climbed and bit me in order to survive. So, do you think it is possible that the woman did not pass through Huang Song and somehow got into Xu Pei's hands? Yang Sidao, "The only possibility is that Huang Song sent this woman to Xu Pei. In other words, Huang Song and Xu Pei may form an alliance in private and reach a front line."
If there is no such ally relationship, Huang Song can keep this hole card, play it at the right time, and ruthlessly defeat Yang Si's army.
Even if the mother and son had nothing to do with Yang Si, Yang Si's reputation was completely ruined.
Rumors will never catch up with rumors.
Therefore, Yang Si can basically judge that Huang Song and Xu Pei are mixed up.
Jiang Nongqin felt a little confused in his head.
If it wasn't for Yang Si's suggestion, she wouldn't have discovered it at all.
"Then what does this have to do with Zhao Shao?"
Yang Sidao, "Yang Tao is a dutiful son. If you let him know that Zhao Shao sneaked back to Dongqing long ago, and became a low-key general under Xu Pei's account, do you think Yang Tao can bear it? Xu Pei occupied half of Zhangzhou. Yang Tao hasn't asked him to settle the account yet."
Yang Tao searched for Zhao Shao three feet in the Nansheng digging ground, but he never thought that Zhao Shao would slip back to Dongqing.
Today's communication technology is extremely backward. There are no mobile phones, telephones, and the Internet. When you go out, you rely on walking, and you rely on roaring for calls. A transnational letter will take more than half a year on the road. Zhao Shao sincerely wanted to hide from Yang Tao, and Yang Tao's attention was on Nansheng again, and he really couldn't do anything about it.
"Xu Pei and Huang Song hooked up together, why can't our lord borrow flowers to offer Buddha, sell Yang Tao as a good one, and outflank Xu Pei before and after?" Yang Si's eyes were dark, and his eyes were full of coldness, "Jiang Xiaowei, I'm curious, How should this Zhao Shao die!"
If you offend him, don't try to please anyone!
Just before dawn, Yang Si and the others came back, and after a little grooming, they went to see Jiang Pengji.
"Did you come back after having a meal in the past?" Jiang Pengji teased, "Xu Pei is really stingy. Anyway, I'll give you a beautiful treat."
Yang Si: "…"
Please don't say it, everything was like a nightmare yesterday.
His heart was turbulent, and his face was calm and calm.
Yang Si briefly explained what happened last night, and then stated his conclusions about Jiang Nongqin's analysis.
Yang Si went out for a trip, and as soon as he came back, he formulated the next strategic route.
Allied with Yang Tao, besieged Xu Pei, turned his head and killed Huang Song again.
After killing Huang Song, he would either try to get his hands on the Zhongzhao territory, or stab Yang Tao, a new ally, with his backhand.
Jiang Pengji: "..."
Yang Si is more skilled than her when it comes to killing familiarity.
Jiang Pengji called the military under the account to hold a military meeting, and everyone agreed with Yang Si's proposal by a large number of votes.
If Xu Pei and Huang Song formed an alliance, the two would fight against one, Jiang Pengji would not be able to fight, but the front line was too long.
If Huang Song was shameless and directly attacked the Maruzhou base camp, Jiang Pengji would be very passive.
If they form an alliance with Yang Tao, they can set the front line in the south and restrain the troops of Huang Song and others.
"Who wants to go to Nansheng to seek an alliance?"
To form an alliance on your own initiative, you should always show a sincere attitude, and it is necessary to send a competent officer.
The Qichuan Plain in Hu County was less than ten days away from the Nansheng border. It would take at least a month to find out about the alliance with Yang Tao.
However, they were not very clear about what was going on in Nansheng.
After a while of silence, Wei Ci came out to invite Ying.
"I am willing to help the master to solve his problems."
He is the most suitable for everyone under the account.
In the last life, Wei Ci assisted An Ying and conquered half of Nansheng. That was where he spent countless efforts. No one knew better than him.
Jiang Pengji frowned and said after a while, "Is Zi Xiao sure?"
"Ten percent!"
Wei Ci died, and Jiang Pengji could only agree.