"Yang Jian." Yang Jian calmly announced his name.

"What..." Wei Xiaokuan was shocked, and the porcelain cup in his hand almost landed on the ground, and sneered, "Brother, have you heard of this from the mouth? Some words are priceless without silence."

Yang Jian obviously expected Wei Xiaokuan to say this, saying: "Therefore, when God is going to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty in his body, and act and disturb his actions. Therefore, he has moved his heart and endured his nature and has made him unable to do so. Does General Wei still remember this sentence?

When I was still young, my father sent you to teach me the art of riding and shooting. But I was so naughty that I was so naughty that I was hanging me on a tree to show punishment, but I have not forgotten what I said to me until now..."

Although the man in front of me doesn't match his appearance, what he said is true.

Wei Xiaokuan stared at Yang Jian's eyes, and there was no trace of turbulence in his dark pupils. What's the point of saying?

The eyes are the most honest way to reflect a person's heart, that is, the eyes cannot deceive people. Wei Xiaokuan seemed to see from Yang Jian that he was young holding a big bow and teaching the young Yang Jian to shoot.

After letting out a long sigh, Wei Xiaokuan stood up and knelt respectfully to Yang Jian. Seeing this, Yang Jian hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, "No need to be polite, no need to be polite! I am no longer the emperor, why should General Wei perform this great gift?"

"Why did the emperor look like this?" Wei Xiaokuan stood up and hurriedly poured tea for Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo.

"I said that I should not call the emperor, just call me Yang Jian. In order to avoid the eyes and ears, I have disguised myself." Yang Jian gently pulled the fake skin on his face and signaled to Wei Xiaokuan to see it. The latter nodded in understanding to express his understanding.

"Thank you so much that you are still alive. After Yang Su took office, the officials in the court were greatly changed. Any loyal and kind-hearted people related to the previous dynasty were demoted one after another. Don't look at the Chang'an City still looks prosperous, the court is already in chaos."

Wei Xiaokuan said with a grief and anger, "Prime Minister Gao Bing was taken into prison because Yang Su was unrestrained when he took office. General Wang and General Qiao were confiscated by Yang Su for various reasons and became common people. If it weren't for the fact that I opened this casino to collect information for you, I would probably have to go back to my hometown to farm!

I don’t know how Wang and Qiao are doing now. Now, the ministers in the court, whether they are civil officials or military officials, think that most of them have been replaced by Yang Su as the people in his hands. Those are ordinary men who only know how to fight! How can they govern the country? A foolish monarch! It’s a foolish monarch!

The people of all ages are afraid that they will suffer..." Wei Xiaokuan clenched his fists, obviously trying his best to control his emotions. Dugu Jialuo found that the tough guy's eyes were faintly shining with tears, and he couldn't help but admire this person's loyalty to the country.

"General Wei, don't be excited. I came this time to regain my throne and ask for your help! Although your current situation is worse than I think..." Yang Jian said regretfully.

"Are you worried that I have no soldiers or soldiers? To be honest, although I really no longer have military power in my hands, I still have hundreds of dead soldiers under my command during the battles on the battlefield for so many years! I am willing to do my best to help you overthrow the rebel Yang Su!"

After saying that, Wei Xiaokuan got up and wanted to kneel down. Yang Jian hurriedly stopped him, "No need to be polite. I am no longer the emperor. You don't have to obey the etiquette of the monarch and ministers. From now on, you can just call me my name!"

Wei Xiaokuan nodded.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo stood up and prepared to say goodbye. Before leaving, Yang Jian said, "I have to go and find He Ruobi and Wu Jianzhang in a while. Do you know where they are now?"

Wei Xiaokuan thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about He Ruobi's whereabouts, but Wei once heard that Wu Jianzhang was from Qiaoshan, a native of Nan, before his official career. Wei thought you could go and check it out?"

Yang Jian glanced at Dugu Jialuo beside him and said, "Okay."

"Oh by the way, Wei wrote a letter of recommendation here. If there are any difficulties, I hope it will help you." As he said that, Wei Xiaokuan took out the paper and wrote a letter.

After holding the letter, Yang Jian turned around and smiled as if he remembered something, "Next time, I hope there will be no misunderstandings like before." As he said that, Yang Jian glanced at the burly man who was calling his servants to sort out the tilted tables and chairs downstairs.

"That's natural..." Wei Xiaokuan smiled and sent Yang Jian and Dugu Jialuo out of the "Jufu" gambling house.

"Congratulations, you have taken over a good general." Dugu Jialuo commented on Wei Xiaokuan on the road to Chang'an.

"Well, if Wei Xiaokuan's words were true, I'm afraid that things might develop faster than I thought. This is not a good thing."

Yang Jian followed Dugu Jialuo and recalled what Wei Xiaokuan said, and couldn't help but feel strange. If Fang Chun was taken into prison by Yang Su, then who will be the prime minister in the court now? Yang Jian always felt that he seemed to have missed some important link in his speculation, but he had no choice but to remember it...

After a moment of distraction, Yang Jian did not pay attention to his feet. He accidentally kicked something. When the center of gravity was unstable, he would fall forward and quickly stabilize his body. The "thing" kicked by Yang Jian made a muffled groan. Dugu Jialuo turned around and saw a ragged man lying under Yang Jian's feet. He hurriedly squatted down and wanted to help him up, "Hey! You haven't..."

As soon as Dugu Jialuo's hand touched the man, he was caught before he could finish his words, "Goodbye, please give me some money!"

The man held Dugu Jialuo's hand tightly, and the clothes he was wearing could no longer see what he was like. He was wrapped in a rag like a piece of rag. He hadn't taken a shower for a long time, and his body was mixed with the stench of sweat and his face was unkempt.

The stubble grew wildly on his face like weeds, and his godless eyes stared at Dugu Jialuo. As he spoke, he emitted a strange smell in his mouth, which made Dugu Jialuo frown. His hands and feet were each hanging weakly, and it seemed that his tendons were broken.

It turned out to be a blind beggar.

Dugu Jialuo broke his caught hand out of the blind beggar's hand. When he was about to pay some silver to give him, Yang Jian suddenly walked up and dragged the beggar from the ground.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jian's move attracted many people to stop and watch. Dugu Jialuo thought Yang Jian wanted to commit violence against this blind beggar, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"Uncle, give me some money, uncle..." The blind beggar was so scared by Yang Jian's actions that he was sifting all over his body, but he still begged unwillingly. He hadn't eaten anything for two days, and if he couldn't get any money, he would starve to death in Chang'an City today.

Seeing the blind beggar begging like this, Yang Jian frowned, as if he could not smell the stench of the blind beggar. He pulled the blind beggar's thin arm on his shoulder and pretended to leave.

Dugu Jialuo looked at Yang Jian with a cold face and felt a little timid in his heart, but Dugu Jialuo could not let the innocent blind beggar ignore it, so he had to follow Yang Jian to prevent him from suddenly killing the poor beggar from suddenly running wildly halfway.

Dugu Jialuo understood that begging was not my personal wish, not to mention that the beggar was not at all serious faults, but he just wanted to get some food to fill his stomach so that he would not die on the streets.

Perhaps because he felt Yang Jian's strong aura, the blind beggar kept struggling, mistakenly thinking that his pestering made Yang Jian have the intention of killing, so he did not dare to ask Yang Jian for money, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me... I'm wrong, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The onlookers whispered beside the side, but no one dared to come forward to help the beggar, showing the indifference of the world. Dugu Jialuo was surprised.

In her memory, the people are friendly and simple. Even if they are poor, they will not ignore others when they encounter difficulties...

The blind beggar kept struggling to beg for mercy, which made Yang Jian unable to bear it. He lowered his voice and cursed and shut up.

When the blind beggar heard Yang Jian's voice, he was stiff as if he was struck by lightning. As Yang Jian wished, he stopped begging for mercy. His pupils, which were unfocused, opened their mouths with a few vague syllables, and his dirty face was full of disbelief.

Amid the onlookers' discussions, Yang Jian helped the blind beggar out of the encirclement and took it out of Chang'an City. He walked until the place where the horse was tied in front of the city before stopping. He asked Dugu Jialuo to take some water and dry food from the horse and handed it to the blind beggar, saying, "Eat."

Dugu Jialuo was a little incredible when he saw Yang Jian's actions. The blind beggar trembled with the water and dry food handed over by Yang Jian. Two lines of clear tears were left in his eyes. His cracked and pale lips were trembling. He wanted to say something but couldn't spit out a complete sentence. Finally, he gave up and began to eat the dry food given by Yang Jian voraciously.

"Hey! Eat slowly, don't choke, there's not enough." Dugu Jialuo couldn't help but persuade him as he looked at the blind beggar's cruel chewing.

Yang Jian leaned against the tree trunk beside him, his eyes full of complicated expressions, and he looked at the blind beggar's hungry look and said nothing.

Seeing that the blind beggar swallowed his last bite of dry food, Yang Jian finally spoke: "I really didn't expect to see you in this way again. Hu Hai."

Dugu Jialuo sat on the back of the horse and touched the horse's hair comfortably. Obviously, she did not focus on Yang Jian's conversation with the blind beggar.

"I didn't expect to leave a bad life to see you again, Your Majesty." Hu Hai held the tree trunk with one hand and tried hard to stand up. He walked in Yang Jian's voice, as if he wanted to kneel down and salute.

Seeing Hu Hai's embarrassing appearance, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel shocked. How could Hu Hai, who was seven feet tall and well-looking, be compared with the stinky beggar in front of him who was hunched over, blind, and covered in filthy body, even having difficulty walking?

"Okay, just sit and don't move. Tell me, why did you end up like this?" Yang Jian helped Hu Hai under the tree and sat down, and he also sat on the ground opposite Hu Hai.

"It is a blessing that a defeated soldier can save a dog's life...
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