Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Early in the morning, figures waving long spears were seen in the main courtyard of the Yang family and the two cross courtyards in the east and west.

However, the inner house is where women practice. Yang Zhengshan, Yang Mingcheng and others will go out of the fort to practice. Their cultivation is high and they can no longer use it in the courtyard.

As for the servants, women practice with their masters in the inner house, while men practice with their masters in front of the government office.

Practicing martial arts is not only a habit of the Yang family, but also a habit of everyone in Yinghe Fort.

Needless to say, those military households, even the Liu family followed them to practice.

Yang Zhengshan is not a stingy person. As long as they are willing to practice martial arts, Yang Zhengshan is willing to give them the basic martial arts skills.

The Yang family's ancestral spear skills can be passed on to outsiders, and the sword skills and knife skills he has obtained can also be passed on to outsiders.

Of course, if Yang Zhengshan has a secret book of magic skills, he probably won't be willing to pass it on to outsiders.

Time passed day by day, and before he knew it, it was almost the time for autumn harvest.

This year, Chongshan Town has good weather and good harvests, and the crops in the fields are growing very well.

Yang Zhengshan stood by the wheat field outside the garrison, looking at the golden wheat waves, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Sir, this year's harvest will be very good! Look at these wheat grains, they are very full."

Old Li grabbed a handful of wheat ears, rubbed out the wheat grains and placed them in front of Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan took a look at the wheat grains and just nodded.

Are these wheat grains full?

In the eyes of others, they are full, but in the eyes of Yang Zhengshan, they are not very good.

Yang Zhengshan also lived in the countryside in his previous life, and he also harvested wheat with his grandparents and saw really full wheat grains.

Compared with those wheat grains, such wheat grains are naturally not full.

Unfortunately, Yang Zhengshan did not study agriculture, and he did not know much about chemical fertilizers, so he could not bring agricultural changes to the people here.

"How are the arrangements for the autumn harvest?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Everything has been arranged. The government office will cooperate with the military households to complete the autumn harvest. In addition to the necessary vigilance, everyone else will rush to harvest!" Yang Mingwu next to him replied softly.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the sky. The weather was good. There would be no rain in the next half month, and the autumn harvest could be carried out perfectly.

"How is the harvest in Linguanbao?"

"Uh. The garrison farms in Linguanbao are too poor. Even if the weather is good this year, not much food can be harvested!" Yang Mingwu said helplessly.

"Fortunately, the needlework workshop has a good income this year, and everyone can still live!" Yang Mingwu said again.

Yang Zhengshan nodded. The situation in Linguanbao was expected, and there was nothing to be upset about.

He turned and walked towards the direction of the garrison, and said at the same time: "The patriarch sent a letter the day before yesterday!"

"Ah, what's the matter with the patriarch?" Yang Mingwu asked puzzledly.

He knew that Yang Zhengshan often communicated with Yang Zhengxiang, but under normal circumstances, Yang Zhengshan would not tell him about the letter.

Although he is now also a post-natal warrior, and logically speaking, he has the highest cultivation level in the Yang family except Yang Zhengshan, but his seniority is low, and he follows Yang Zhengshan, so Yang Zhengxiang will not discuss anything with him.

"There are more and more warriors in the family, and the clan leader intends to let some more people come to join the army." Yang Zhengshan said as he walked.

Yang Mingwu thought about it and said, "Logically speaking, we are all relatives, and we must help if we can, but there are no vacancies in our Yinghe Fort!"

Now Yang Zhengshan has ten centurions under his command, and the centurions, general flags, and small flags are all filled.

Yang Zhengshan can't just dismiss people from their official positions for no reason in order to make room.

As for letting the children of the Yang family come to be a big soldier, that's not okay.

The people sent by Yang Zhengxiang are all warriors, and it's really a waste of talent to be ordinary soldiers.

"I want you and Chengxu to leave Yinghe Fort!" Yang Zhengshan stopped and looked at Yang Mingwu.

Yang Mingwu was stunned, "Why?"

"Zhao Yuan was promoted. He was originally the governor of Jianning Guard, and now he has been promoted to a thousand households. Some time ago, he wanted me to find him a helper. I think Chengxu is suitable!" Yang Zhengshan said.

Although Zhao Yuan was born in Suiyang Marquis's Mansion, he was just a bastard, and Suiyang Marquis' Mansion would not invest too many resources in him.

Therefore, Zhao Yuan only had Zhao Desheng, who he could fully trust.

In the past, he followed Zhou Lan, so he naturally didn't need too many confidants, but now he is a thousand households, and he needs to be independent, so he naturally needs some confidants.

He can also cultivate his own confidants, but it will take some time.

So he wanted to ask Yang Zhengshan for one or two helpers. He still trusted Yang Zhengshan very much, and he could also trust Yang Zhengshan's people.

"As for you, I want you to go to Jianning Guard as the governor!" Yang Zhengshan said.

The Zhenfushi of the Weisi Yamen is of the fifth rank, just like the deputy thousand households. Yang Mingwu was transferred to the same position.

The reason why Yang Mingwu was asked to be the Zhenfushi was that he was now capable of being independent and to expand the scope of power.

The power of officials is limited by region. Yang Zhengshan is the defense officer of Yinghebao, so his power covers Yinghebao and all the garrisons, fire road piers and beacons under his jurisdiction.

If he was placed in Jianningwei, he would be a person if others gave him face, but if others did not give him face, he would not be able to manage anything.

Although he has Zhou Lan as a thigh, he can't go to Zhou Lan for everything.

If Yang Mingwu went to Jianningwei, it would be different.

After entering Jianning Guard, Yang Mingwu became the leader of the guard city. No matter how Yang Zhengshan wanted to do something, he didn't have to ask for help.

Similarly, asking Yang Chengxu to help Zhao Yuan was also based on this consideration.

Now Zhao Yuan is under the command of Mu Qiu, the garrison of Ningzhou City. He spends a few months every year performing garrison duties in Ningzhou City. If Yang Chengxu goes to Zhao Yuan's side, then Yang Chengxu can also do something in Ningzhou City. .

Yang Mingwu is in the Acropolis and Yang Chengxu is in Ningzhou City, which means Yang Zhengshan's sphere of influence has expanded several times.

Of course, they are not chief officials and have much less power, but if something happens, they can still help.

At the same time, Yang Mingwu and Yang Chengxu left Yinghe Fort. Yang Zhengshan definitely couldn't let them leave alone, and wanted to take a few trustworthy subordinates with them.

In this way, some places will be available in Yinghe Fort, where the Yang family's children recommended by Yang Zhengxiang can be accommodated.

Yang Mingwu didn't know that Yang Zhengshan had so many ideas. In fact, he still wanted to stay with Yang Zhengshan, but he would not refuse Yang Zhengshan's arrangement.

"I listen to adults!" Yang Mingwu thought for a while and said.

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "That's good, Chengxu will come over later, I will talk to him again, if he agrees, we will go to the Acropolis tomorrow!"

Naturally, Yang Chengxu would not have any objections. These Yang family disciples who followed Yang Zhengshan were naturally loyal to Yang Zhengshan.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhengshan went to Acropolis.

When he arrived at the Acropolis, he first took Yang Mingwu to visit Zhou Lan.

When Zhou Lan heard about Yang Zhengshan's intention, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Are you willing to let him come to the Acropolis?"

She knew that Yang Mingwu was Yang Zhengshan's right-hand man, so asking Yang Mingwu to leave Yinghe Fort was equivalent to cutting off one of his arms?

"What's the point of being reluctant? Mingwu is no longer a child. It's time for him to go his own way. It's not good for him to always follow me!"

Yang Zhengshan relied on his age to act as a good elder who considers the younger generations.

In fact, it is not considered as acting, he is Yang Mingwu's elder.

Zhou Lan glanced at Yang Mingwu who was standing behind Yang Zhengshan, thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "I want Mingzhi to be the governor!"

Now it was Yang Zhengshan's turn to be stunned. He had thought that Zhou Lan would refuse, and if Zhou Lan refused, he would not force it, but he never expected that Zhou Lan would actually fall in love with Yang Mingzhi.

Bah, bah, it's not that I like it, it's that I value it.

But Yang Zhengshan soon understood Zhou Lan's thoughts.

The Zhenfu in the guard station is responsible for the military craftsmen and criminal names, and Yang Mingzhi has served as the Zhenfu in Yinghe Fort before, so he has experience in running the Zhenfu Department.

In contrast, Yang Mingwu has no experience in this area.

Yang Mingzhi is indeed more suitable for the position of governor than Yang Mingwu.

But this is different from Yang Zhengshan’s idea!

Let Yang Mingzhi come to defend the city?

"Then Mingwu him!"

"It's simple. If you want to train him, let him take charge. Ruizhou City still lacks a defensive officer. I can arrange for him to go there!" Zhou Lan said angrily.

She has dealt with a large number of officials in the past few months, and she is currently short of people.

If Yang Zhengshan brings someone here at this time, she will naturally not refuse.

She even wanted to poach a few more people from Yang Zhengshan, Yang Chengze, Yang Chengche, etc., she had considered it.

If she hadn't been afraid that Yang Zhengshan wouldn't put it in, she would have gone to Yang Zhengshan long ago.

"Which camp defense officer?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Tianhe Fort!" Zhou Lan said.

Yang Zhengshan's eyes lit up, Tianhe Fort was a big castle, even bigger than the previous Yinghe Fort.

Moreover, Tianhe Fort has jurisdiction over four forts and more than thirty fire piers and beacons.

The most important thing is that Ruizhou City is located southwest of Ningzhou City, more than 80 miles away from Ningzhou City, while Tianhe Fort is located to the east of Ruizhou City, less than 50 miles away from Ningzhou City.

It was a good place, far enough from the border, with mountains, water and fertile fields. It was considered a geomantic treasure.

"Tianhe Fort defense officer needs to be trained by Qianhu to serve!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile while stroking his beard.

If Yang Mingwu serves as the defense officer of Tianhe Fort with the rank of Qianhu, he will be the same as Yang Zhengshan.

Moreover, Yang Mingwu's jurisdiction is even larger than Yang Zhengshan.

"Aren't you dissatisfied?" Zhou Lan looked at Yang Zhengshan with a smile.

Most people would feel uncomfortable if their juniors surpassed them.

But will Yang Zhengshan be dissatisfied?

Of course not.

He believed in Yang Mingwu's character.

And even if Yang Mingwu changes in the future, he doesn't think Yang Mingwu dares to do anything to him.

Yang Mingwu may surpass him in terms of official rank, but Yang Mingwu can never surpass him in terms of strength.

"General, this subordinate is quite young."

Yang Zhengshan naturally would not express his thoughts.

Old age is the fact he is least willing to admit, but sometimes old age is the best excuse.

He is older, so he wants to support the younger generation.

Yang Mingwu is his junior, so he naturally hopes that Yang Mingwu will have a bright future.

This excuse couldn't be more reasonable.

Not only was it reasonable, but it also deeply moved Yang Mingwu.

Zhou Lan nodded, not doubting Yang Zhengshan's thoughts.

Forty years old is indeed not considered young anymore. You can even call yourself an old man.

"Then it's settled!"