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Chapter 269 Dust returns to dust, minions suffer the most!

After the camp meeting, the sweaty generals returned to their team separately, preparing to convey the commander's spirit of the commander. Tang Xuan was a little dazed. I wonder if it was because he didn't sleep well last night, and he felt worried all morning, as if something was about to happen.

As soon as he returned to his camp, officers and soldiers immediately came to report: "Sir, someone has come from Dongdu and said he wants to find you."

"Dongdu?" Tang Xuan was immediately happy. It must have been his father who sent Liu Qingyang to protect him.

After a while, the two walked into the military camp side by side, a elegant and elegant middle-aged man and a silent old man who looked a little old.

Both of them looked a little bad, and the old man was carrying a bag in his hand.

Tang Xuan really changed his face this time: "Uncle Liu Shi...Governor Yi?"

Old Man Yi nodded indifferently: "I'm not here to find you, where is Fang Wuliang?"

"He... the general is still in the commander's tent." Tang Xuan stammered.

Old man Yi carried the bag and walked towards Shuai's tent without looking back.

Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to Liu Qingyang, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Liu Shi has come here for a long time. Have your father ever explained what he has done? Come on, go and make a pot of tea and arrange snacks..."

"No need!" Liu Qingyang said lightly: "The master has indeed arranged it, but I just asked me to come here to interrupt your two roads and hang it in the flag bucket for two days and two nights."

Tang Xuan jumped three feet high and shouted: "How is this possible?"

"It's indeed the master's instructions, I won't lie." Liu Qingyang said softly: "Young master, I'm sorry for you."

"Come..." Tang Xuan made up his mind and shouted sternly.

The officers and soldiers who had just brought the hot water thought Tang Xuan was going to make tea. When they were in a dilemma, they suddenly heard Tang Xuan shouting, "Form a formation!"

Although he didn't understand Tang Xuan's intention, the commander's order was the first priority in the military camp. All the cavalry of the third brigade immediately turned over and went around, and in an instant, a neat lineup was lined up beside Tang Xuan. The guns were full of spears, and the swords were as long as snow!

Liu Qingyang frowned and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what are you doing?"

"Hahaha, I don't know what crazy you are. Whether it's my father or you, they all look at Qin Fei. He wants to make trouble for me, but none of you will help me break my legs. Uncle Liu Shi, offended me, this is my military camp, my subordinate. Want to break my legs? Dream! Unless you kill all the thousands of soldiers under my command first." Tang Xuan laughed furiously and pulled out the long sword from his waist with his backhand.

"Qingyang has to follow the instructions of the master." Liu Qingyang sighed.

"If you listen to my father's instructions, you won't listen to me? You Liu Qingyang is just a slave of my Tang family. If my father hadn't pity you, he thought you had a good talent and taught you the unique skills of the Tang family to you, what is the difference between you and other slaves in your family now? The Tang family has recreated you. I am the eldest son of the Tang family, and the Tang family will be mine in the future. You are a slave who actually wants to beat the master. Are you crazy?" Tang Xuan was angry and lost his composure. His words gradually lost their composure, his mouth flew everywhere, and his expression was excited.

Liu Qingyang's brows tightened slightly. Yes, in terms of identity, he was indeed a slave of the Tang family. But since childhood, Tang Yin, who grew up with him, never regarded him as a slave. He insisted on calling him Master Tang Yin. When there was no one, Tang Yin always called his brothers. The three words Liu Qingyang, whether in the East, in the State of Chu, Jiangnan, or even in the desert of the Western Regions, would anyone dare to regard him as a slave? Tang Xuan rebuked the word "slave" so ruthlessly today, how could Liu Qingyang not be sad?

Looking at Tang Xuan's handsome face, Liu Qingyang was excited. When he remembered that when Tang Xuan was learning to speak, he squatted beside him and taught him to speak word by word. At that time, Tang Xuan had just learned to walk, and he liked to climb up and down all day long, for fear that he would fall. Liu Qingyang stayed by his side all the time. He said that he wanted sparrows, but Liu Qingyang had no airs, jumped up to the treetops and got it right for him. He said that cicadas were noisy in summer, and Liu Qingyang took the sewing bags from the maid's hand and beat him to death.

Once upon a time, Tang Xuan had just stepped into martial arts, pulling the corner of his clothes, and said silly that he wanted to learn. He couldn't endure hardships, and when he practiced hard, he begged whether he could be lenient and let him rest for a while. Why was he always so soft-hearted at that time? Otherwise, how could Tang Xuan's qualifications be the three-legged cat now?

Liu Qingyang smiled bitterly. He had always gone out to do business. Whenever he went anywhere, he always had to buy two new things, one for his son Liu Tianqi and the other for Tang Xuan. No one of the servants of the Tang family regarded Liu Qingyang as the same servant. Tang Yin and Tang Daier would never regard him as a slave! However, the boy in front of him who was leading him and personally led the way of martial arts, coldly spit out the "slave" from his red mouth and white teeth!

It turns out that I am a slave after all!

There are not many Tang Yin, and there may be only one person in this world. I thought that my life had been given to the Tang family, just for the grace of Tang Yin and his unswerving teachings. But when I look back, I am just regarded as a slave?

Liu Qingyang let out a long sigh, watching the white mist coming out of his mouth gradually dissipate in the cold wind, and the indescribable complex expression between his eyebrows was elusive.

The officers and soldiers didn’t know what Tang Xuan had been going crazy recently, so they would gather the whole team to deal with one person at a time. Are there so many masters in the world who can beat thousands of people?

They didn't know that the person in front of them was the first person who was famous in the State of Chu, and was said to be the first person under Old Man Yi and Pang Zhen! They didn't know that the handsome scholarly man in front of them easily defeated Eunuch Nian who had been famous for decades, allowing Qin Fei to castrate him for the second time easily.

If they knew it was Liu Qingyang, they would be so scared that they would pee their pants! How many people would dare to stand in front of Liu Qingyang and be ready to be enemies with him?

"Young Master!" Liu Qingyang seemed to have aged a few years in an instant, and his voice also felt a little hoarse: "You are right. I was a slave of the Tang family, so how can I be qualified to punish you on behalf of the master? You..."

Tang Xuan gradually calmed down, knowing that he had made up for it, but he didn't know how to make up for it. Seeing that Liu Qingyang was a little softening, he hurriedly said, "The soldiers in the Xueyuan are in chaos, you...you should go back to Dongdu."

"I am indeed ineligible to punish you for two things. But I have to finish the other thing for you!" Liu Qingyang said lightly, turning around and walking out of the camp.

Tang Xuan chased after two steps, but he didn't dare to leave his team too far. He could only shout at Liu Qingyang's back from afar: "Go back and tell my father that I am his own son, and I am the eldest son of the Tang family! And, Liu... Uncle Shi..."

The voice of the word "Shi Shu" somehow lowered, and I wonder if Liu Qingyang heard it.

Looking at his fluttering clothes and walking away with brisk steps, Tang Xuan suddenly realized that he had caused a big disaster. If his father had just wanted to break his legs before, this time, his words had caused an irreparable crack between the Tang family and Liu Qingyang. For decades, the Tang family has been working hard in front and behind the scenes. If Liu Qingyang no longer contributed to the Tang family, then... Can the Tang family, which has lost Liu Qingyang, be as good as they are now?

If Liu Qingyang changes to other clans, this is a big thing that can turn the forces of each family into earth-shaking changes.

If Tang Yin wants to pursue this time... are those two legs enough? Even if eight legs grow like a crab, is it enough?

"Sir, this..." The officers and soldiers around him called back the lost Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan gritted his teeth: "No matter what, I am the eldest son after all, and I don't even have any tiger poison. I don't believe that the old man can do anything to me. At worst, I can ask my mother and sister to plead for mercy. I'll have to eat a meal and send me to Jiangnan Camp."

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In the tent of the handsome man, Fang Wuliang stood respectfully in front of Governor Yi.

As the commander of the Northwest Army, Fang Wuliang has no airs at this moment, and is honest like Old Man Yi's son.

"Fang Wuliang, we haven't met for a long time, right?" Old Man Yi asked lightly.

Fang Wuliang responded and touched his finger to calculate: "The last time I was able to see the Governor was eight years ago. Three years ago, I went to Dongdu to report my duties and prepared some furs from the Western Regions for the Governor. Unfortunately, the Governor happened to have something to go out and never met him. I think it was a pity!"

Old Man Yi smiled and nodded: "You are very considerate. Those furs are good. I used one of the tiger skins as a soft couch. It is very comfortable to lie on it and sleep. There are also a few furs that made leather robes and leather boots for my naughty granddaughter. She also likes them very much, and often says to thank you in person!"

"Miss Wan'er is already seventeen or eighteen years old this year? When I saw her three years ago, she was a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. She was already very beautiful and treated people very well. She is worthy of being the granddaughter of the Governor." Fang Wuliang praised.

"It would be good if she didn't cause trouble for me."

Old Man Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, turned to the topic and said, "Wuliang, when you were doing something long, there was a battle where you retreated first, resulting in the death of more than 400 soldiers and several officers in front of you and several officers. That time, you were sent to me, which was the first time you and I met. Do you still remember what I said to you?"

Fang Wuliang stood with his feet together and stood as straight as a javelin: "The Governor said that for generals, one should be good at seizing fleeting fighter opportunities on the battlefield. If it is beneficial to the overall situation, even if it violates military orders, it will be of no consequence."

"You were just a talent at that time. I also said that with your eyes, you will definitely be a general who will guard the side in the future! As long as you can survive! Now it seems that I am right." Old Man Yi sighed.

"It is the Governor's grace for not killing, and it is the Governor's cultivation!" Fang Wuliang said loudly.

"Do you still remember the military judge who died in battle because of you?" Old Man Yi said calmly.

Fang Wuliang's expression changed drastically!

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The substation failed and caught the heavy rainstorm. It was difficult to repair it. It was too late to restore power supply last night. Double updates today, double updates tomorrow! Let’s wait for the preview the day after tomorrow!

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