Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

At night, in the study room of the main courtyard, Yang Zhengshan was sitting at his desk calculating the remaining grain, grass and money in the government office.

This time he went to Songzhou Guard not only to send new year gifts, but also to ask for food, grass and salary.

After accepting Miss Yulu, Sha Pingchuan graciously met his request and promised that within three days, the food, grass, and wages would be fully transported to Anyuan Prefecture City.

This is what Yang Zhengshan feels weird, but it doesn't matter whether it is weird or not. What he is thinking about now is how much benefits he should give to the soldiers.

The officers and soldiers in the garrison camp should be sent out, and the soldiers in the fort outside the city should also be sent out.

Yang Zhengshan cannot change the lives of these military households in a short period of time, but he can distribute some food to them so that they can have a good year first.

At the same time, he also took the opportunity to win over a wave of people's hearts and let all the soldiers and military households under the garrison know about his good qualities.

In this way, he will have less resistance when dealing with those officials who are stationed in the forts in the future.

Just when Yang Zhengshan was thinking about how much food, grass and salary each soldier could be given, the study door was gently pushed open, and Yu Qingyi walked in wearing a light blue embroidered peony jacket.

Yang Zhengshan raised his head and glanced at her, but didn't care.

Yu Qingyi came to the desk with a cup of soup. She opened the lid of the cup casually and filled a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge.

"Sir, this is the porridge that the peasant woman just made. Have a taste!"

During this period, Yu Qingyi has been staying in the main courtyard, and has become familiar with Yang Zhengshan.

In her heart, she no longer fears and avoids Yang Zhengshan as before. Maybe it is to please Yang Zhengshan, or maybe she just thinks that Yang Zhengshan is a good person. She often makes some food for Yang Zhengshan.

There is a small kitchen in the main courtyard. It used to be just used to light the fire and warm the Kang, but now it has become Yu Qingyi's exclusive kitchen.

This master is not only good at swordsmanship, but also extremely good at cooking. The porridge and soup he cooks are more delicious than the cook at home.

Yang Zhengshan didn't stop Yu Qingyi from doing this. As long as Yu Qingyi didn't leave the main courtyard, he didn't care if Yu Qingyi did what he wanted to do.

Yang Zhengshan seemed to have become accustomed to Yu Qingyi's feeding. He directly reached out to take the bowl and drank it in a slurp.

After finishing a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge, Yang Zhengshan nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad!"

"Sir, would you like another bowl?" Yu Qingyi asked happily.

Yang Zhengshan raised his head and met her bright eyes.

The standard oval face looked gentle and quiet under the slightly dim candlelight, and the joyful eyes looked extremely bright. Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but be fascinated by this look.

He reached out and handed the bowl to Yu Qingyi. Yu Qingyi didn't notice anything unusual about him, so he took the bowl and filled it with another bowl of porridge.

But just when Yu Qingyi handed the bowl to Yang Zhengshan again, Yang Zhengshan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, held her hand.

Yu Qingyi was stunned at first, then his cheeks turned red, and he pulled back his hand in a panic. "

"Sir, please use it slowly!"

Without saying a word, Yu Qingyi fled from the study in panic.

Yang Zhengshan came to his senses, looked down at the porridge in his hand, and then looked up at the empty door.

"Damn it, I'm crazy!"

He actually moved Fan Xin. Just now, he actually had the urge to take Yu Qingyi into his arms and ravage her.

In fact, you can't blame him for this. Although the anger that was seduced by Jade Dew during the day was temporarily suppressed by him, suppressing it does not mean that it has completely disappeared.

There was another beautiful woman hanging around in the middle of the night. It would be strange if he didn't react at all.

Food and sex.

Now that Yang Zhengshan is strong and strong, with a good waist and kidneys, his normal needs are naturally becoming more and more intense.

Even at the age of forty, I can't suppress my anger as a man.

Looking down at the hem of his clothes, Yang Zhengshan pulled his beard hard.

"It's time to find a wife! If this keeps up, I won't be able to hold you back!"

Yang Zhengshan raised his head and drank the porridge in his hand. He was ready to continue calculating the appropriate amount of food to distribute to the soldiers, but his mind was filled with thoughts.

For a moment, the graceful dancing posture of Jade Dew emerged, and for a moment, the bright beauty of Yu Qingyi under the candlelight emerged.

"..."

If the mind is not at peace, the mind will not be at peace.

Yang Zhengshan felt that he was a little unhealthy. No, it was because his brain was unhealthy and he was thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking out of control.

In desperation, Yang Zhengshan could only put down the pen in his hand, stood up and picked up the gun, walked out of the room, and waved it under the cold moonlight.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather was freezing. In just a moment, Yang Zhengshan felt the cold breath penetrate his clothes, but it was quickly dissipated by the heat released by his body.

On the other side, Yu Qingyi, who fled back to the room, felt like a deer, her face was red, her heartbeat was numb, and her eyebrows were full of spring, which was even more bright and moving.

If Yang Zhengshan saw this scene, he would probably transform into a beast.

Yu Qingyi's thoughts were also very confused. She did want to please Yang Zhengshan, but she never thought of involving herself in it.

After this period of getting along, she felt that Yang Zhengshan was a relatively decent person, and she also felt that Yang Zhengshan had no ill intentions towards her, so she was able to let go of her guard and please Yang Zhengshan.

And her purpose of currying favor with Yang Zhengshan was also very simple, so that she could safely spend the period of being a prisoner, and also to find support for the Azure Sword Sect.

For a Jianghu sect like Tianqing Sword Sect, it is very necessary to make good friends with a powerful official.

But in fact, most officials look down on Jianghu warriors and Jianghu sects, or they will use Jianghu warriors and Jianghu sects as tools.

The Black Cliff Village colluded with many officials in Anyuanzhou City, so they could suppress their Tianqing Sword Sect and make it unable to raise their heads.

Therefore, Yu Qingyi wanted to surrender to Yang Zhengshan in order to seek Yang Zhengshan's protection and support, and use Yang Zhengshan's power to fight against the Black Cliff Village.

This was her previous idea.

But now her thoughts have changed unconsciously.

Hearing the movement outside the window, Yu Qingyi looked out the window.

The thick window screen blocked her sight, and the dim moonlight made her unable to see clearly. She could only see a tall figure moving back and forth in the yard.

Thinking of the hotness just now, Yu Qingyi's heart beat even harder.

Although she has always called herself a common woman, she has never really married, and has never really been moved. She is as simple as a little girl.

And now she is like a young girl who has just begun to fall in love.

Her heart and mind are full of chaotic thoughts.

The deeper the night, the quieter the world becomes. Yang Zhengshan practiced hard for more than an hour before he suppressed his anger.

In the room, Yu Qingyi also sat by the window for more than an hour before she looked away.

…

Sha Pingchuan was still very honest. As he promised, he sent a large amount of food and three thousand taels of silver to Yang Zhengshan on the third day.

In fact, Yang Zhengshan didn't want much, and these food and silver were what the Anyuanzhou garrison deserved, but they were intercepted by the Weisi Yamen before.

However, Yang Zhengshan was not qualified to pursue those old accounts. As long as Sha Pingchuan was willing to give him food and silver, he didn't mind keeping Miss Yu Lu at home.

It's just a few more mouths to feed, and the Yang family can afford it.

The girl Yu Lu was also strange. After arriving at the Yang family, she didn't leave the house and didn't make any noise.

Yang Zhengshan didn't go to see her, and she didn't want to find Yang Zhengshan. She was too honest.

Yang Zhengshan didn't care about this. As long as the girl didn't make trouble, Yang Zhengshan didn't bother to care about her.

As for whether to really take her as a concubine, Yang Zhengshan really didn't have such an idea.

Even if he wanted a woman, he should find a proper wife.

After receiving the food and silver sent by Sha Pingchuan, Yang Zhengshan continued to be busy with the training of the garrison camp.

It was the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Yang family had already sent out the New Year gifts.

There was Yang Mingcheng in Anning County and Yang Mingzhi in Jianning Guard.

This year, Yang Zhengshan didn't prepare a New Year gift for Zhou Lan specifically, but asked Yang Mingzhi to prepare a similar New Year gift and send it to Zhou Lan.

It's not that Yang Zhengshan doesn't value Zhou Lan now, but he really can't give Zhou Lan anything special now.

You can't ask him to write another book of military strategy.

Arriving at Chengguanbao, looking at the soldiers in training, Yang Zhengshan nodded with satisfaction.

These soldiers have been training for more than half a month, and they have almost completed the basic training. The remaining training will probably have to wait until after the New Year.

"Sir!"

Seeing Yang Zhengshan, Han Cheng immediately came up to him.

"Get ready. Tomorrow I will distribute food and wages to the soldiers, and the day after tomorrow I will select 300 people to inspect the garrison outside the city!"

Yang Zhengshan ordered.

Speaking of which, he hasn't been to the garrison outside the city yet. Last time he warned Tian Gui and other garrison officials, and he didn't know if these guys had done anything good recently.

If these guys don't do anything, Yang Zhengshan doesn't mind cleaning them up before the New Year.

"Your subordinate obeys your order!" Han Cheng responded quickly.

Yang Zhengshan nodded and walked into the main room.

Han Cheng followed closely behind him, and at the same time he winked at the young man behind Yang Zhengshan.

The young man hurriedly trotted to the next room to prepare tea.

This young man was Han Fei, Han Cheng's eldest son, who was already 23 years old this year and had the cultivation level of Lianjin.

Yang Zhengshan had said before that he wanted to meet Han Cheng's eldest son, and later Yang Zhengshan kept Han Fei by his side.

In the main hall, Yang Zhengshan talked with Song Dashan, Yang Mingzhen and others about the situation of the soldiers.

Just to understand whether there are still rat shit in the pot of soup in the garrison camp.

Although he had cleared all of Xu Wanfu's confidants before, it was difficult to prevent spies from other forces in the garrison camp.

After more than half a month of training, Song Dashan, Yang Mingzhen and others had screened all the soldiers.

The results of the screening were very good. There was nothing too difficult to deal with here. There were only a few minions, and Song Dashan and others had driven them away.

"Screening cannot stop. You must keep an eye on them and cultivate your own confidants."

"Mingzhen, especially you, if you want to achieve something in the army, you must have a group of brothers who can trust you with life and death."

"Now is the best opportunity. You need to spend more time to turn the soldiers under your command into your brothers!"

Yang Zhengshan began to persuade again.

He has brought out Yang Mingwu, Yang Chengze and others, and there are few things he can teach them now.

But Yang Mingzhen and other Yang family members have just joined the army not long ago, and there are still many things they need to learn.

Although they are all team officers now, it does not mean that they are all qualified team officers.

"Yes, I will think about it later!"

Yang Mingzhen accepted Yang Zhengshan's teachings with an open mind.

For them, Yang Zhengshan was not only an elder, but also a teacher.

It was Yang Zhengshan who made them warriors, and it was Yang Zhengshan who gave them a future.

"Yeah!"

Yang Zhengshan smiled and nodded.

He was still very satisfied with these Yang's children.

Obedient, down-to-earth, pragmatic, not impetuous, Yang Zhengshan could find many advantages in them.

This was related to their origins. They were a group of farmers' children before. To put it bluntly, even if they wanted to learn some bad habits, they didn't have the conditions.

In addition, the people Yang Zhengxiang sent to him were all selected.

The Yang family was not without those ruffians, but these ruffians were not in Yang Zhengxiang's eyes.