In the morning mist, Yang Fan and Xiao Mang came out of the back garden in martial attire. Both of them were martial artists. Other than those passionate days when they had just consummated their marriage, they had resumed their habit of waking up early to practice. Naturally, the two of them didn't practice separately. They would spar from time to time, which was a great help to both of their martial arts progress.
Back in the central room in front of the bedroom, Taomei and Third Sister had already prepared water and toiletries. The two of them washed up and got ready for breakfast. Xiao Mang said while washing her face, "Langjun, do you want me to go to the Tranquil Sect today? No matter what, I've fought alongside her, and we have a relationship. Besides, we're both women, and some things are easier to talk about. "
Yang Fan was brushing his teeth. He tilted his head and thought for a moment. He opened his mouth full of foam and said, "Forget it. She hasn't left, so there's hope. Nu is the most meticulous. If I let you do it, she might think that I don't care about her. There's no rush, let me do it. "
Xiao Mang said, "Oh, then I'll go to the store today."
Yang Fan said, "Okay! Do what you need to do, but don't overwork yourself. Don't tire yourself out. " Speaking of this, Yang Fan secretly smiled and said to Xiao Mang mysteriously, "If you want to fight alongside Nu, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Xiao Mang rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Bah, bah, bah! Jinx! Is it fun to save you from prison? And in the future … huh? "
Seeing Yang Fan's naughty smile, Xiao Mang knew something was wrong. Her big eyes turned slightly on her face covered in water droplets. She suddenly understood and couldn't help but be shy and embarrassed. She raised her hand and a string of water droplets sprayed at Yang Fan. She said coquettishly, "Bad thing, in your dreams!"
Yang Fan laughed out loud and jumped to avoid the water she splashed at him.
In the courtyard, Taomei and Third Sister, who were sweeping the leaves, couldn't help but smile when they saw the quarrel between the master and the mistress.
Speaking of which, the Master and Mistress of his house were really very sweet. The two of them had been servants in other people's homes before. Of course, there were newlyweds in those big families, but how could there be a couple who loved each other so much, not to mention observing etiquette every day?
Even though they were husband and wife sleeping on the same bed, they were still very respectful to each other, making it even more awkward than when they met a guest. It was said that this was called raising the table to meet eyebrows, the way of husband and wife. Tao Mei and Third Sister didn't understand. They only knew that they were truly in love like Yang Fan and Xiao Man. Only then would they be truly happy every day.
The two little girls were not considered young in this era. They hoped that their future husband would also be a man like him. He did not need to be as high an official as him, nor did he need to be as handsome as him. He only needed to be as good to his wife as he was to her. The two little girls had already reached the age of yearning for love.
The breakfast of the Yang family had always been relatively simple. Of course, this simplicity was also based on the standard of a big family. The husband and wife were still young and practiced martial arts, so they ate more than ordinary people, so the breakfast was still very sumptuous.
The two of them sat down behind the table. Yang Fan first filled a bowl of meat porridge for Xiao Man and placed it in front of her. Xiao Man smiled sweetly at her Langjun. Just as she picked up the chopsticks, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of meat in the porridge, and her stomach suddenly turned.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
Yang Fan put down the chopsticks and chased after Xiao Man who ran out of the door. He nervously stroked her back. Xiao Man leaned against the osmanthus tree and vomited for a long time, but she didn't vomit anything. She waved her hand to her husband and said, "Nothing. It's probably because I was practicing martial arts this morning, and I suddenly felt a little nauseous when I smelled the smell of meat."
Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief and gently stroked her back. He said, "That's true. It's getting colder. My wife, don't wear so thin when you wake up in the morning. Just do some simple exercises every day, and don't practice so hard. There won't be a chance for my wife to practice martial arts in the future."
After a while, the churning in Xiao Man's stomach gradually calmed down, and the two of them returned to the room. Yang Fan asked the servants to remove all the meat porridge and other food from Xiao Man's table, and replaced it with plain porridge and a few light side dishes.
As the two of them ate, Yang Fan said, "Don't go to the shop today. Our shop is managed and arranged by my wife. The shopkeeper and the shop assistants all have their own duties, and everything is in order. There's no need for my wife to go there. If you're worried, you can check the accounts every half a month."
Xiao Man made a face at him and said, "It's just occasionally uncomfortable. Look at how nervous you are. Don't worry, I'm just going to sit and watch. I'm not going to do anything. It's boring to stay at home for too long, so I'm just going out to relax. "
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "You just don't know how to enjoy the good fortune …"
The couple bickered as they finished their breakfast and rinsed their mouths with salt water. Xiao Man then helped Yang Fan change into his formal attire. Seeing that Yang Fan was wearing a hat and belt early in the morning, Xiao Man couldn't help but ask, "Are you not going to the Tranquil Sect, Langjun?"
Yang Fan scratched her nose and said, "Once I'm sure she's there, I'll just visit from time to time. How can I go there early in the morning? I've been neglecting the yamen's affairs these days. It's confusing to do this in the beginning. I don't know what I'm up to, but I can't pretend to be profound for too long. I'm going to the yamen to take a look first. "
As the two were talking, the doorman, Mo Xuanfei, suddenly ran over. The people from the front residence were not allowed to enter the backyard, and everyone in the residence knew this rule. But no one knew what urgent matter he had, so Third Sister didn't stop him. Mo Xuanfei ran to Yang Fan, who was about to leave, and said while panting, "Ah Lang! A … a high-ranking official is here to visit! "
Yang Fan was startled and asked curiously, "Who's visiting so early in the morning?"
Mo Xuanfei presented a greeting card and said, "Ah Lang, look, he claims to be a friend of Ah Lang. He said something about the General of the Right Guard and something about the Khan. I don't understand, but I know it should be a very, very high-ranking official."
When Yang Fan heard the General of the Right Guard, he couldn't help but be startled. He thought that the General of the Right Guard, Wu Youji, had come to visit again. He hadn't had any contact with his princess wife these days. When he heard Mo Xuanfei say something about the Khan, his heart couldn't help but be moved. He quickly grabbed the greeting card and opened it to have a look.
Xiao Man asked, "Langjun, who is this person?"
Yang Fan's expression was a bit strange. He said, "It's Ashina Huselo. Now he has been conferred the title of Khan by the court and is also the General of the Right Guard. Of course, this General of the Right Guard is just a title. The real power is still in Wu Youji's hands."
Xiao Man said, "This General Huselo's rank is higher than Langjun's by more than one or two ranks. For him to lower himself to pay a visit, what does he want?"
Yang Fan shook his head. "I'm not sure. I'll personally go and welcome him!"
Yang Fan and Ashina Huselo had first met through bow-striking. At the time, he had been a lowly guard, but when Huselo had personally invited him to a banquet to celebrate his victory, the two of them had become friends.
Later on, when the Western Turkic tribes were jointly oppressed by the Tibetans and the Eastern Turks, their territory gradually shrank. With no other choice, Ashina Huselo could only follow the advice of the tribal leaders and hand over the elite forces to his subordinate, Mohedagan (official name). This Mohedagan was also the leader of the strongest Turkic tribe, the Turkishi tribe, and his name was Wuzhile.
Ashina Huselo brought nearly one hundred thousand women, children, and elders to the east, and the Imperial Court made arrangements. The settlement of more than one hundred thousand people was an extremely complicated matter. Pasture or ploughing had to be arranged, they had to have a livelihood, and they had to be helped to build residences. As tribal chief, Ashina Huselo had naturally stayed behind to take care of everything. It was only recently that he had come to Luoyang.
Yang Fan had already heard that he had returned to Luoyang. When Wu Sansi had led the chiefs of the four barbarians to request permission from Wu Zetian to build the bronze 'Dubhe', Ashina Huselo had been one of the tribe leaders who had been one of the leaders. But he had not sought out Yang Fan, and Yang Fan had not gone to see him, as Yang Fan felt somewhat ashamed.
Ashina Huselo's subordinate, Wuzhile, had been supported by Shen Mu with the intention of replacing Huselo. Yang Fan had learned of this plan during his last trip to the Western Regions at Big Dipper Valley, and after seeing the support of the Western Turkic tribes for Wuzhile, Yang Fan knew that if Huselo tried to return to the Western Regions, it would be a tragedy for him.
The result would either be that the Western Turks would completely fracture and become a ball of loose sand, losing the ability to restrain the Eastern Turks and Tubo and being swallowed up. Or that the deserted Huselo would be killed by his own subordinates, and the Ashina Clan would be completely erased from the Western Turkic tribes.
Thus, while Yang Fan had agreed to Shen Mu's plan, he still viewed Huselo as a friend, and this was tantamount to betraying Huselo. How could Yang Fan have the face to meet him again? But now that Huselo had come of his own accord, Yang Fan could not close the door and refuse to see him.
Yang Fan hurriedly welcomed Huselo and invited him into his study. After exchanging some pleasantries, he asked about the purpose of his visit.
Huselo had not been very old, but he now looked rather haggard, completely lacking the high-spirited spirit he had when they first met. There was a faint air of decadence about him.
Huselo softly sighed and said to Yang Fan, "Erlang, I came today for no other reason than … Erlang is Teacher Xue's disciple. I heard that Teacher Xue has always been close to Erlang and listens to his every word."
Yang Fan slightly creased his brow in surprise. "Brother Luo, why are you suddenly bringing this up? Ah! Could it be that the Great General has come into some sort of conflict with Teacher Xue? Don't worry, this little brother will host a banquet and invite Master to make peace with Brother Luo. If it's not too intense of a conflict … "
Huselo waved his hand and bitterly smiled. "Erlang misunderstands. This means … that the Imperial Court is preparing to send troops, do you not know?"
Startled, Yang Fan curiously asked, "Who are they sending troops to?"
A thought suddenly occurred to him. "Could it be … that the Emperor has decided to send troops to the Four Garrisons of Anxi?"
Huselo replied, "It seems that Erlang really does not know. Yes, this is an important military matter that cannot be discussed in the Imperial Court. Before the decision to send troops is formally made, it cannot be announced to the world. Erlang is currently a civil official and an official of the Bureau of Punishments. He has not participated in this plan, so he naturally does not know. "
Not only did Huselo's spirit seem old, but he also liked to talk a lot. After rambling on and on, he took in a deep breath and said, "The Eastern Turkic Khaganate, Moche, has invaded Spiritual Province!"
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