He wanted to be alone and lick his wounds. Yang Jian's only son, Yang Tao, who was 22 years old, entered the tent.
Yang Tao was born to his legal wife. He died of illness shortly after giving birth.
All these years, his concubines gave birth to a string of daughters, but he never had a son. Thus, Yang Jian only had this one son.
Deep down, he treasured him, but outwardly, he acted like a strict father.
"Is something the matter?"
His son looked troubled. "Father, Liu Xi sent someone over to borrow someone from us."
Yang Jian was suspicious. "Borrow who?"
Yang Tao replied, "The person Liu Xi wants to borrow is a centurion."
"Why?"
A centurion wasn't an insignificant soldier. Yang Jian only had 15,000 men under him. A centurion was quite precious.
Yang Tao looked at his father hesitantly, his slightly immature face showing some hesitation.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Are you a man?"
Yang Jian suddenly raised his voice, scaring Yang Tao into saying, "Forgive me, father. Liu Xi thinks the person is ugly and unique. He wants to borrow him."
Ugly … unique?
How ugly could he be?
Yang Jian didn't believe that Jiang Pengji was the type to cause trouble. She must have a reason for asking to borrow someone.
He furrowed his brows and raised his hand to call the centurion over.
Even Yang Jian, who wasn't obsessed with looks, felt disgusted. It hurt his eyes.
The centurion was shorter than the average person. His right leg was injured. His limp could be seen after a few quick steps.
Not only that, but his face was ugly.
His eyebrows were far apart, one high and one low. His eyes were long and sunken. His nose bridge was sunken. Both sides of his nose were covered with freckles. His lips were thick and black. His neck ratio was different from the average person's. His shoulders looked a little sunken. He didn't seem to have enough energy. His arms were slightly short …
Recalling the description of "ugly and unique," he frowned, looking slightly unhappy.
For a handsome and imposing man like Yang Jian, he had a slight dislike for ugly people.
But why did Liu She's son want to borrow this person?
"Do you know the district magistrate of Xiangyang District, Liu Xi?"
Yang Jian carefully looked at the person's appearance. There were flaws everywhere.
The man stood with his hands by his sides, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't know him, but I've heard of him."
This person's voice was hoarse. Naturally, it wasn't the kind of voice that was magnetic. Rather, it was the hoarseness of a hoarse voice. It was ear-piercing.
Yang Jian grew more and more dissatisfied. He didn't have the desire to find out more about this person. That face ruined the atmosphere.
He said straightforwardly, "Magistrate Liu thinks that you look unique and asked me to lend you to him for a few days. Are you willing to go?"
The question was just out of politeness, so naturally, the man wouldn't object.
However, Yang Jian was also a scheming person. Unknowingly, he had drawn a wave of hatred towards Jiang Pengji.
"This lowly one is willing."
"Then go ahead. Don't neglect Magistrate Liu."
Yang Jian sent the man away. Yang Tao watched quietly, a look of distress on his face.
He wanted to speak a few times, but Yang Jian asked him about his studies and martial arts. Yang Tao could only swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
After dealing with Yang Jian with much difficulty, Yang Tao returned to his tent gloomily.
Not long after, a young scholar of similar age came in.
The young scholar looked at Yang Tao, amused. "What's wrong? Why are you so gloomy?"
His eyes were like a clear spring, containing an enchanting depth and wisdom. His entire body was surrounded by a refined and scholarly aura.
Yang Tao raised his head and looked at his friend with some lingering fear. After a while, he lowered his head again, mentally preparing himself for a long time.
"That … there's something … I'll say it. Don't be angry …"
Yang Tao's expression was one of ingratiation.
"What is it?" The young man was as gentle as ever.
"Didn't you previously think highly of a centurion who was in charge of training the troops …" Yang Tao stammered.
"Yes, I remember. What happened to this person? "
"He was borrowed by someone else …"
After Yang Tao finished speaking, he shrunk his neck. He didn't hear anything else for a long time.
He quietly opened his eyes and saw that his friend was still maintaining his upright posture.
He wasn't angry … but …
His expression that seemed to be smiling yet not smiling had disappeared. In its place was a solemn expression that was like water.
"He was borrowed? Who borrowed him? "the young man asked.
Yang Tao said, "Xiangyang district magistrate Liu Xi said that the person was uniquely ugly and wanted to borrow him to take a look."
The young man's lips curled into a cold smile. He threw the scroll in his hand to the ground. Although it didn't make much noise, his imposing manner was suffocating.
"Borrow? Heh! I'm afraid he'll never return what he borrowed. "
Yang Tao sat obediently on the spot, looking like an obedient student waiting to be judged. The young man didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Tell me the details of that time in detail."
Yang Tao didn't dare to hide anything. He babbled on and on, not missing the change in his father's expression.
"Uncle, did you mention the reason why Liu Xi 'borrowed' him?" the young man asked him.
"Yes."
The young man murmured, "Heh, I hope this will be a thorn in his heart and he won't side with Liu Xi."
Yang Tao asked doubtfully, "I really don't know why Liu Xi borrowed this person? Just because he's ugly? "
The young man resisted the urge to facepalm. "Liu Xi didn't want to see how ugly a person was. He clearly wanted to train the navy!"
Train the navy?
Yang Tao was shocked. He immediately asked cautiously, "Why did Liu Xi train the navy?"
The young man asked in return, "Then why do you think Liu Xi borrowed this person?"
Was it really because the other party was' uniquely ugly '?
Such a reason could only coax a three-year-old child. It couldn't coax him.
"If he really wanted to train the navy, then wouldn't this person's ambition be … Maybe you're overthinking …"
After all, no matter how one looked at it, the young man's speculation was too shocking.
Liu Xi's territory was located in the north of Dongqing. Most of it was basins and hills. There weren't many river roots and there weren't any large-scale naval battles.
What was the difference between training the navy and drawing water with a sieve?
The young man didn't think so. "The Liu father and son are low-key, so most people ignore them. If you pay close attention, it's not difficult to discover their ambition. At this time, they want a talent to train the navy from us. Their ambition is obvious! "
Yang Tao said in distress, "Even if what you said is true, Liu Xi can still think of other ways if he doesn't borrow from us."
The young man looked at Yang Tao with pity, as if he was looking at a retard.
The crux of the problem wasn't how ambitious Liu Xi was, but that they had been poached by someone else!
Perhaps Liu Xi was addicted to poaching and would keep an eye on them next time!
Yang Jian's family business wasn't big. If it was handed over to the innocent Yang Tao, he wouldn't even know it when someone else poached him.
Having such a childhood sweetheart, he was also mentally exhausted.
Yang Tao also realized that he had said the wrong thing. He asked him in a low voice, "Why don't I think of a way to get him back?"
The young man's eyes were filled with even more despair. How could his good friend make such a stupid suggestion?
Get him back?
If Yang Tao dared to go after him, Yang Jian would be the first to break his leg.
"Forget it, forget it. He's just a talent. There are many people in our army who are proficient in naval battles. It's not a pity to lose him. "
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