"General! Are you blaming yourself?" Although he found out that the two servants had fainted, Yang Liulang didn't make any extra moves. He knelt there like a sculpture.

He turned a deaf ear to Feng Linwen's question.

"You may be thinking that if you don't marry the Lord of Cheshire, there will never be such a thing happening to your Yang family. Everything is because of your willfulness, and the root of it is buried." There are many people Said that the Yang family will die from not understanding politics.

That's true!

But Yang Liulang marrying the Lord of Cheshire, is this a political mistake?

This is stupidity that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

The lord of Cheshire County, famous scholars and ministers, and nobles and nobles who have no power, but Yang Jiaerlang, who is in charge of a large number of soldiers and horses in the Song Dynasty and sits on one side, cannot be married.

The old Zhao family's country is not authentic, but no matter how inauthentic, he has become the boss. When the boss, how many are not afraid of repeating the old mistakes?

In order not to throw away the fig leaf to cover up the smell, the people of the Chai family can't move casually... at least not openly. But the Yang family... heh! As a surrendered minister of the Northern Han Dynasty and married to the Chai family, what do you want to do?

Of course, emotional matters, not the pros and cons can be clearly stated.

But you talk about feelings, others don't talk about it!

Your reason is only your reason, why should others listen to your reason?

After listening to Feng Linwan's questioning, Yang Liulang's spine was still straight even though he was seriously injured, and he bent slightly, looking a little hunched.

He didn't want to admit this fact, but his heart had already given him a real answer.

He thought that the loyalty of the Yang family to the Song Dynasty could be learned from the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon could be seen. Even if he married the daughter of the Chai family, as long as he did not collude with the Chai family, then the wise emperor would be I will never do anything to the Yang family.

It can only be said that Yang Laoliu misunderstood the words 'Xian Mingzi'.

In fact, those kings in history who really talked about feelings, had morals, had a bottom line, and had integrity... often ended up being foolish monarchs. On the contrary, those who are the most cold-blooded, ruthless, have the least bottom line, and the most disrespectful people have all become famous emperors that have been passed down through the ages.

"Sixth Master! At this time, the Yang Mansion is already in danger. If you don't make plans earlier, do you really have to wait for the entire Yang Mansion to disappear before you are willing to do it?" Feng Linwen took another step closer and asked more coldly.

Yang Liulang turned around, looked at Feng Linye, his eyes were as cold as a knife: "I don't care who you are, why are you testing me. Going one step further, don't blame Yang for being ruthless."

With a loud voice, the sharp aura, like a sharp and pointed spear, stabbed straight at Feng Lin Night.

"The potential to break the formation, the power of the soldiers, this is the means of military cultivation! It seems that this world is still not simple." Feng Linye was not surprised.

The world that the Eight Immortals used to select the ninth person to cultivate, how could it be a world of low martial arts and low magic.

"The old lady is now in a state of grief, and she uses the government's reward to buy people's hearts. Although she can gain a temporary stability, her relationship with the current son has become a bit farther away. Originally, the Yang family encountered such setbacks, the son of the emperor. The Yang family is bound to be spared, so as not to end up in the name of being mean and unkind. However, with the actions of the old lady today, I am afraid that the emperor will not be reconciled if the Yang family's immortal dog is not left." Feng Linwen said this , is not aimless.

In the Song Dynasty, although Chen Qiao's rebellion had led to a deformed emphasis on civility and disregard of martial arts, it would be a big joke to say that the Liao army was overwhelmed and there were no generals available.

However, two generations of female generals, She Taijun and Mu Guiying, were in command successively, and they rushed to the battlefield with a female army of the Yang family and fought **** battles against the fierce Liao people.

If it wasn't the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he wanted to spend the last bit of blood and vitality of the Yang family on that battlefield, and cut off Feng Lin's head, he would not believe it.

Although Yang Liulang was trapped in the ancestral hall, he was not ignorant of what happened in the mansion.

"Then in your opinion, what should I do?" Yang Liulang finally couldn't help it, and sarcastically said.

He couldn't get used to it. The young man dressed as a family man in front of him had an aloof and wise attitude, looking at him... and sarcastically mocking his mother.

"Since the competition is on the temple, then to deal with such a threat, of course, it must be exiled to the far side of the rivers and lakes." Feng Linwen Zhizhu was holding the road.

What Feng Linwen said was vague, but Yang Liulang was not real wood, so he could tell.

"You mean, let the people spontaneously organize to sympathize with and protect my Yang family?" Yang Liulang asked.

"How is your approach different from my mother's approach?" Yang Liulang asked again.

Of course, looking at the results, there doesn't seem to be much of a difference.

But sometimes the process is really more important than the result.

It's like applauding for love, and the end result is a catastrophe and a state of absolute calmness.

But the process of applauding with Lou Feng and the process of applauding with Sister Mi, is that the same thing?

They are two completely different concepts.

"Of course it's different. Although the purpose is the same, it lessens the emperor's disgust towards Yang's house and preserves a part of the vitality of your Yang's house." Feng Linwan said.

Yang Liulang suddenly said: "You Yang Mansion? You are wearing my Yang Mansion's family clothes, yet you have such insight~lightnovelpub.net~ Who are you?"

Faced with the questioning, Feng Linwen calmly said: "I am the real person Fujimura. Three hundred years ago, I worked **** the Dafa of Coin Counting, and I accidentally went into trouble. , but because this body has been gracious to your Yang family, there is a period of cause and effect with your Yang family, so you need to survive this disaster for your Yang family."

Although the lie is made up, but with Feng Linwen's storytelling skills, it is completely true.

Of course, Yang Liulang had heard of those outsiders who practiced Qi and Taoism, but even so, he was still skeptical about Feng Linwen's words.

But... as of now, there doesn't seem to be a better explanation.

"In that case, how do you think this matter should be dealt with specifically? Without me, Yang Jiaming, it's like encouraging people to act spontaneously. This is not easy." Yang Liulang seemed to put aside his doubts about Feng Linwen's identity for the time being , and back to the topic.

The Yang family itself does not show up, does not have money, and contributes, and it can indeed dispel the doubts and hatred of some emperors towards the Yang family, but this also means that if the fist is brought back, the problem can be solved by 'winking' alone. Purpose?

Feng Linwan said confidently: "Then ask Yang Liuye! Did Qiye like to ask flowers and willows before, and do some romantic activities!"

Feng Linwan asked this question, of course it wasn't gossip.

But this news, really useful.

Yang Liulang's face was full of embarrassment. The seventh son of the Yang family, from the eldest to the sixth, resembled his father, square and stubborn.

Only the seventh is not only smart and lively, but also quite smooth, and he often causes trouble for the family on weekdays.

Thinking of Lao Qi, and thinking that he had died under Pan Renmei's arrows, Yang Liulang's face was twisted and his teeth clenched.

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