Chapter 193 Visiting the Jiang Family
At noon the next day, the plane stopped in a bamboo forest in Putuo Mountain, which is still called Meizen Mountain.

Mount Putuo is a good place. It is not too big or too small, and it is rich in products. Its geographical location is neither south nor north.

But it is not too far away from the land of the Central Plains. If you want to go back to make contributions, find your roots and ask your ancestors, or come to him as an enemy to avenge Shan Xiongxin, just make a small boat and you can follow the Zhoushan Islands in Juzhang, which is later Ning B Landing ashore.

"Just put them on this island?"

Seeing that Shan Xiongxin and his family members who were in a coma were moved out of the plane, and put together with some supplies enough for them to eat for three years, Lao Xie asked with some doubts.

"if not?"

Yang Miaojun asked back: "Could it be like Qin Qiong's family members before, giving them a chance to choose, but finally chose the most unfavorable excuse for me. I can't eliminate the threat in advance, I can only make myself uncomfortable?"

Qin Qiong's mother chose to go to Luo Yi, and planned to let Qin Qiong's son learn the Luo family's marksmanship, so that she, Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong would form a group to find herself to avenge Qin Qiong, which made Yang Miaojun very angry.

But he couldn't attack a group of old and weak women and children to nip the threat in the bud.

Although by the time Qin Qiong's son became a threat, he probably would have left him long ago, but this feeling is maddening, isn't it?

Therefore, after the people in Erxianzhuang got on the helicopter, Yang Miaojun released the narcotic gas, released them all, and then flew all the way to Mount Putuo.

"Let's go to Nanyang!"

After writing the news of Shan Xiongxin's death and some other circumstances on a piece of paper, Yang Miaojun called Lao Xie and others to leave, and it was time to start his real plan.

Nanyang, the Jiang family's marksmanship, the three generals Wu Yunzhao, Wu Tianxi, and Xiong Kuohai, and the upcoming three encirclement and suppression of Wagang in the near future, these are not to be missed.

"So, should I call a few more people?"

Nanyang, ten miles outside the city, Jiangjiaji.

Seeing that the scale was far different from his imagination of only 30 to 2000 people. In the entire market town, there were more than [-] people practicing martial arts, and all of them belonged to the Jiang Family Collection, which belonged to the Jiang Family. Yang Miaojun couldn't help swallowing.

Isn't this too much?
Which version is Xing Tang Chuan still? It says that Jiang’s family is poor. Jiang Song/Luo Song took his mother Jiang Guizhi to consult for many years, and finally had no money to live in the inn opened by Dongfang Jia. In order to thank the Dongfang family for taking good care of them all the time, I passed on the family's marksmanship to the Dongfang family! ?
Come, come to Jiangjiaji and show me, is this called poverty?
I'll type all the shit out of me for you!

"Or I should change my appearance and go directly to Wagang Mountain. First, take the heads of Yang Lin, Wei Wentong, Shang Shitu, and Xin Wenli, who are enemies with Wagang Mountain, and take advantage of Wagang's momentum. Get it and talk about it."

Yang Miaojun looked at Lao Xie speechlessly.

No, let's withdraw first, let's talk about it with a few heads in another place.

"Need not."

Lao Xie, who came back after searching for news for a long time, smiled: "What are you talking about? This world may be the 13th edition of Sui and Tang Dynasties. I haven't seen it. I don't know exactly what it looks like, but I know that at least Jiang Guizhi, the old lady of the Jiang family, is not The 13th edition of the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

"Oh? How are you so sure?"

Lao Xie chuckled: "Because I grew up listening to the plays of a Henan opera master named Ma when I was a child, especially after the video tapes and VCDs were released, I often bought the Henan opera DVDs of that master."

"And among so many dramas by that master, my favorite is her Mu Guiying in Command and..."

Yang Miaojun's eyes lit up and interrupted Lao Xie: "The fate of the flower gun?"

"how do you know?"

Old Xie was taken aback, and looked at Yang Miaojun suspiciously: "According to your age, you probably don't know this!"

Yang Miaojun chuckled: "It all depends on the cultivation of the old man."

Lao Xie also laughed along with him. When a child was young, he was forced to listen to opera by the elders in his family. Basically, everyone has had this experience.

"So, the Jiang family in front of us is the one in Huaqiang Yuan who can easily pull up thousands of troops, and all of them are strong. Luo Huan, who is [-] or [-] years old, can defeat Luo Cheng. Is the kung fu on it able to overwhelm Luo Cheng's top version of the Jiang family?"

The Jiang family in Yu opera Huaqiangyuan is definitely the most perverted Jiang family. They easily pulled up a soldier and horse of thousands of people to station at the foot of Wagang Mountain, which made the whole Wagang fear.

At the age of thirteen or fifteen, Luo Huan, who was still a half-grown child, was able to defeat Luo Cheng alive.

After being captured alive, he was brought to Jiang Guizhi, and Luo Cheng, who wanted to attack the old lady as a hostage after being untied, was beaten three times and two feet by Luo Song, who was helping the old lady, and his wife before he could meet the old lady. went aside.

"Then it seems that I really need to call a few more people."

Yang Miaojun muttered and pondered, and terminated her plan to visit Jiang's family today.

As for Wu Yunzhao from Nanyang... he miscalculated the time, he went to Nanyang City first before coming to Jiang's house, but Wu Yunzhao had already left Nanyang City.

Not to mention Wu Yunzhao, both Wu Tianxi and Xiong Kuohai have already recaptured Nanyang Pass, killed Zhang Daxin and the four generals who took over from Wu Yunzhao to guard Nanyang Pass, and gave up the entire Nanyang City to Wu Yunzhao, who had a good relationship with Wu Yunzhao, and adopted Wu Yunzhao The son's Zhu Can and the two left Nanyang Pass to Fengming Pass to find Wu Yunzhao.

I heard that in the past two days, Zhu Can has collected his original power, and the power left to him by Xiong Kuohai and Wu Tianxi, and is ready to formally rebel and become king on his own.

A few days later, a team of more than 300 people, pulling [-] carts, reappeared in Jiangjiaji.

However, Yang Miaojun not only took out a large amount of money, food and treasures these days, as a gift for him to learn the Jiang family's marksmanship, but also summoned more than 300 converts one after another, most of them were tens of thousands of people back then. In the security regiment, as well as in the combat team's extra-staff operations team, during the training camp, they were the most talented and learned the best in horseback riding and cold weapons.

"Who is coming?"

There is such a large group of people and horses, and everyone has weapons in their hands. There are more than 300 people, but there are thousands of excellent war horses, more than half of them and even the ones pulling the carts are tall and abnormal, stronger and more powerful than cattle nice horse.

Such a group of people came to Jiangjiaji, which is just ten miles outside Nanyang City, at this sensitive moment when Zhu Can just declared himself king yesterday.

"Please inform the head of the Jiang family, that someone has come to offer a generous gift to meet you."

Outside the earthen wall of Jiangjiaji, Yang Miaojun directly explained his intention of coming in a loud voice: "Please rest assured, we have no malicious intentions, and we are not from Nanyang King!"

"If the Patriarch of the Jiang family asks, he can just say that we are a group of people who want to find a place to live and work in troubled times!"

Yang Miaojun's words were quickly spread to the head of the Jiang family, Jiang Guizhi's younger brother and Luo Song's uncle.

Jiang Ping, who was in his fifties, frowned when he heard the words, and pondered for a moment: "There are more than 50 people...let them in."

"Be vigilant and don't relax."

Although I don't know who these people like Yang Miaojun are, where they come from, and what their purpose is, but Yang Miaojun said those words straight to the point, at least it proves that they are not here to be enemies, so we must meet them no matter what, otherwise The world will only ridicule the Jiang family for being full of cowardice.

"I have met the head of the Jiang family, I am Yang Jian Yang Miaojun."

This era has not yet appeared on the list of gods, let alone Journey to the West, and even the title of Erlang God, the concept of immortality, did not appear until the Tang and Song Dynasties, let alone Yang Jian, the Erlang God, did not defeat Zhao Yu and Li in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Tai, Li Yu, Yang Yu, Zhao Yu, Li Zhao and many other names merged and annexed the two mainstream identities of Zhao Erlang and Li Erlang, and unified and defaulted as the name of Erlang God Yang Jian, which has not yet appeared.

So, after seeing Jiang Ping again, when introducing his name, Yang Miaojun used Erlang God's name without the slightest pressure.

After all, most of these names in this era are monadic names, and three-character names are usually surnames plus pronouns.

"Yang Shaoxia is being polite."

Jiang Ping clasped his fists and returned to the etiquette of a river and lake, then cut to the chase, and asked Yang Miaojun directly what he wanted to do when he came to Jiang's house: "At least next time you come to Jiang's house, what is the matter?"

Yang Miaojun smiled, straightened her clothes, and saluted solemnly: "Mr. Yang came here with an unfeeling request, but he wanted to impudently ask the Jiang family to teach him martial arts."

Although the Jiang family's marksmanship is good, but as long as he is not related to him, it is definitely impossible to just teach him like this, and the marksmanship is not the weapon that Yang Miaojun likes to be very good at.

He still prefers the three-pointed two-edged knife.

Even Fang Tian's painted halberd, Qinglong Yanyue knife, long-handled mountain-opening axe, short-handled double axe, and double hammers, these several weapons are more popular with Yang Miaojun than spears.

"Young Xia's request is really too rude."

Jiang Ping's face froze for a moment.

"Yang also knows that this request is too rude, but today's world is chaotic, and our Nanyang territory has experienced repeated battles between the rebellion of the former Nanyang Marquis Wu Yunzhao and the soldiers and horses of the Sui Dynasty in the past few years. The two mountain kings, Xiong Kuohai, the purple-faced king of Jinding Taihang Mountain, then led people to kill the new Nanyang prefect Zhang Daxin, and the four generals who were sent by the emperor to assist them."

Yang Miaojun directly talked about the things that Jiang Ping and even the entire Nanyang generation were most entangled, worried, and worried about: "Now that Zhu Can is occupying Nanyang and becoming the king on his own, the court will naturally not let it go. It won't be long before Nanyang is here again. It will once again set off the third war of this year."

While talking, Yang Miaojun bowed to Jiang Ping again: "Yang also knows that the request is rude, but if he is not forced by life, if he wants to survive in this troubled world, he would not come to him so abruptly to learn art."

After a pause, Yang Miaojun looked at Jiang Ping, whose expression was constantly changing, but he was obviously not in a good mood: "Therefore, Yang deliberately brought five hundred Shire horses, which are extremely strong and huge, and can carry tens of thousands of catties. Five hundred war horses, ten hard-earned horses, 10 taels of gold, 200 taels of silver, and [-] million catties of cooked meat that has been cooked in a special way and will not rot for three years, enough to support the entire Jiang family's thousands of mouths One catty of cooked meat a day can be used to increase strength and practice martial arts for at least two or three years."

Jiang Ping listened to Yang Miaojun bursting out the name and number of "teacher ceremony" one after another, his eyes almost popped out of his eyes.

But then all the shock and excitement were extinguished by Yang Miaojun's next sentence, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.

"Patriarch Jiang, now that the world is in trouble, Yang really just wants to live."

"However, I don't want to linger on my last breath in order to survive, servilely collude with rebels like King Nanyang and harm the people."

"Patriarch Jiang, please open the door of convenience and give a helping hand, and accept my ruthless request."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping was instantly startled and took a few steps back, almost falling down on the chair.

After a long while, he suppressed the panic and fear in his heart, and looked at Yang Miaojun with a bit of anger and resentment, but only saw that Yang Miaojun was still maintaining a gesture of saluting, but his eyes were looking at him without any fluctuations, waiting with his own answer.

Or choose!

(End of this chapter)

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