Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

As November came, the weapons and armor of the Ministry of War and the money and grain of the Ministry of Households also arrived at Zhaowuwei one after another. The temporary port and camp were basically completed. Although the port could only dock some warships, it was enough to deal with the current situation.

That day, Luo Jinsong brought Lv Xinghe to Zhaowuwei.

In the study, after Lv Xinghe greeted him, Yang Zhengshan did not say much to him, but took him out of the government office.

The three of them rode to the parade ground on the coast. Looking at the soldiers who were training, Yang Zhengshan asked, "What did you see?"

Lv Xinghe was stunned, "Da Rong's military might!"

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "A group of rabble!"

"A rabble!" Lv Xinghe showed a puzzled look.

These soldiers in front of them are soldiers from the five guards of Jiujiang. Most of them have received more than ten days of training. They are in neat formations and high morale. They look well-trained.

In comparison, the four-flag army of Xingyuemen is a rabble.

Yang Zhengshan ignored his doubts and continued, "If you give me a year, I will definitely make them real elites!"

"Unfortunately, I can't wait that long."

Lv Xinghe didn't understand what Yang Zhengshan meant by this, so he could only listen quietly.

"You should be glad that I can't wait a year, otherwise you won't even have a chance to surrender!"

Yang Zhengshan glanced at him, "Two of the Four Flags Army have been destroyed, and the remaining two plus a group of pirates who can't even be considered a mob, I really don't take it to heart."

"If I didn't want them to suffer too many casualties, I could take them to Xingyue Island now."

"I believe that they can defeat Xingyue Island even now!"

Lv Xinghe continued to remain silent. Although he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't refute Yang Zhengshan.

As Yang Zhengshan spoke, he drove his horse to the port. "If nothing unexpected happens, this place should not be demolished in the future. I will advise His Majesty to retain the establishment of the Four Seas Navy."

"In the future, Darong will have a powerful navy, and all forces in the entire Southeast Sea will live under the shadow of Darong!"

Looking at the warships, Lu Xinghe's mind sank slightly.

Retaining the establishment of the Four Seas Navy is not good news for all forces in the Southeast Sea.

Once Darong attaches importance to maritime power, Darong will undoubtedly become the overlord of the sea.

After staying at the port for a while, Yang Zhengshan took Lu Xinghe back to the government office.

"You don't have much time. I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible! It's best to help me, otherwise you can only be buried with Xingyuemen!"

"I understand, I will convince my mother as soon as possible!" Lu Xinghe said in a deep voice.

Before coming, he still had some luck in his heart, but after seeing Yang Zhengshan, he already knew that there was only one chance.

Yang Zhengshan smiled, "Well, I won't keep you any longer!"

...

After Lu Xinghe left, Yang Zhengshan began to prepare for the next war.

It is November now. If he is fast, he may be able to return to Beijing for the New Year.

As time goes by, the situation of the Sihai Navy is gradually getting back on track. The camps and ports that should be built are still being built, the soldiers that should be trained are still being trained, and the corrupt officials that should be investigated are still being investigated.

Speaking of investigating corrupt officials, Sun Yunfeng is also a ruthless man. He almost wiped out the Dusi Yamen of Fuhai Province.

One Duzhishi, two Duzhitongzhi, and three Duzhishi's assistants were all investigated by him.

There are also many low-level officials in the Dusi Yamen, most of whom were also investigated by him.

After his operation, the Fuhai Dusi Yamen almost became an empty shell.

"You are really merciless!"

In the study, Yang Zhengshan looked at Sun Yunfeng and said with some amusement.

"I am reckless and have caused trouble for the Marquis!" Sun Yunfeng smiled a little embarrassedly.

Recently, he has developed a disease, an addiction to investigating corrupt officials.

If Yang Zhengshan had not only asked him to investigate the Dusi Yamen, he might have investigated all the Sansi Yamen.

These corrupt officials are so easy to investigate and deal with. Basically, they are accurate once they are investigated. There is no need to search for evidence specifically. You can find a lot of evidence by just looking around.

"It's not me who is in trouble, it's the Ministry of War and the Dudu Mansion! Haha, you are making things difficult for them!" Yang Zhengshan said indifferently.

Nine out of ten officials in Darong are corrupt now, and the remaining one may have just taken office and has not had time to be corrupt.

Let alone Fuhai Province, even if it is Chongshan Town, if corrupt officials are investigated, a lot of them can be found.

Well, Yang Zhengshan was also a corrupt official back then. He colluded with businessmen and embezzled money. Yang Zhengshan has done all of these.

It's just that Yang Zhengshan has a bottom line when doing things. Even if he wants to make money, he will not make money from the hands of poor people.

But other corrupt officials are different, they are really harming people.

"Please, Lord, take care of me!" Sun Yunfeng said.

Yang Zhengshan smiled, then opened the memorial in front of him and stamped his seal on it.

How to take care of Sun Yunfeng?

Of course, he would help Sun Yunfeng take care of this matter!

Such a large-scale investigation of corrupt officials, Sun Yunfeng alone would definitely not be able to handle it, as for whether Yang Zhengshan could handle it.

Hehe~~

Anyway, Yang Zhengshan is not worried about debts now, and he is not afraid of lice.

He estimated that there were many people in the court who had opinions about him during this period.

The officials of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue must have been secretly scolding him.

And in fact, it is true. Recently, there have been many voices against Yang Zhengshan in the court of Kyoto.

The reason is very simple. Yang Zhengshan spent too much on the four sea fleets. The weapons and armor of the Ministry of War, the money and grain of the Ministry of Households, and the warships of the Ministry of Works would step on the sore feet of some people.

However, no one impeached Yang Zhengshan, because everyone knew that impeachment was useless.

At most, they complained to Emperor Yanping.

After the morning court ended, Emperor Yanping returned to the imperial study. After reading several memorials, he couldn't help but complain.

"Marquis Jing'an really makes me worry!"

Zhang Mingzhong next to him smiled and said, "Your Majesty should understand that Marquis Jing'an has always liked to toss!"

He was not saying bad things about Yang Zhengshan, but telling the truth.

Yang Zhengshan has always been synonymous with being able to toss. Whether in Tenglongwei or Chongshan Town, he has tossed a lot of things.

Think about the debt of tens of millions of taels of silver in Chongshan Town, and you will understand how much he can toss.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not dare to owe such a large sum of money.

Emperor Yanping was not unfamiliar with Yang Zhengshan. He was just complaining, not discontent with Yang Zhengshan.

"Allow 500,000 silver from the treasury to send it to him! The Ministry of Revenue probably has no silver!" Emperor Yanping ordered.

The Ministry of Revenue has come to him every day to cry about poverty these days, which has made him very upset.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of cash in his treasury, which can be sent to Yang Zhengshan first.

With money in hand, there is no panic in the heart.

Emperor Yanping is now a local rich man. The Imperial Merchants Bureau gives him two or three million silver every year, and he hardly touches these silvers.

"Yes!"

Zhang Mingzhong responded and went to allocate silver to Yang Zhengshan.

...

Zhaowuwei.

In the dead of night, Yang Zhengshan stood in the small courtyard, looking at the sky full of dark clouds.

It's going to rain!

And it's a heavy rain!

The next moment, a pale lightning flashed suddenly in the dark night sky, as if the sky had cracked.

Rumble~

The thunder shook and resounded through the sky.

Then the big raindrops fell.

Yang Zhengshan's mind moved slightly, and a layer of light blue light appeared on the surface of his body, which isolated the rain like a thin film.

As the rain fell, he stood quietly in the rain.

The whole person was like a statue. If it weren't for the thunder, no one would have noticed his existence.

Time passed by minute by minute, until the low-lying area in the courtyard was filled with rainwater, and Yang Zhengshan turned around and walked into the house.

"My Lord!"

In the house, the personal attendant Li Chang called softly.

"Well, you take a rest, don't worry about me!" Yang Zhengshan said and entered the inner room.

Li Chang didn't care about him, and sat on the bench against the wall to take a nap.

The followers were all used to Yang Zhengshan's temper and style of doing things. It was not the first time that Yang Zhengshan did something like standing in the yard and pretending to be a statue for no reason.

After Yang Zhengshan entered the inner room, he entered the Lingquan space with a slight thought.

The three yellow plums and Bingxin fruits in the Lingquan space were ripe.

The two Bingxin fruit trees produced a total of thirty-six Bingxin fruits, and one three yellow plum tree produced only twelve three yellow plums.

The number of fruits produced by Bingxin fruit trees is fixed, once every three years, and only eighteen each time.

The number of fruits produced by three yellow plum trees will increase as the age of the three yellow plum trees increases.

This year is the first time that three yellow plums have produced fruits, and only twelve fruits have been produced.

Yang Zhengshan has collected all the fruits, but he has been refining Yugu Bingxin Pills these days.

One Bingxin fruit can refine one Yugu Bingxin Pill. He refines one every night, and has refined four Yugu Bingxin Pills so far.

When Yang Zhengshan refines all the Bingxin Fruits into Yugu Bingxin Pills, he will have twelve Sanhuang Li and thirty-six Yugu Bingxin Pills in his hand.

With so many Sanhuang Li and Yugu Bingxin Pills, even if they are piled up, they can produce a congenital warrior.

If he waits for another ten years, the Xingyuan Fruit will also begin to bear fruit. By then, the spiritual fruit resources of the entire Darong will not be as abundant as those in Yang Zhengshan's hands.

More importantly, the Lingquan space is large enough to continuously plant more spiritual fruits. Whenever Yang Zhengshan thinks that he will have endless spiritual fruits in the future, his heart is full of expectations.

After spending two hours to refine a Yugu Bingxin Pill, Yang Zhengshan took care of the precious medicine garden in the Lingquan space and got close to the horse.

It was not until dawn that Yang Zhengshan walked out of the Lingquan space and practiced in the yard with a gun.

The black iron gun was wielded freely in his hand as if nothing, and every move showed a terrifying power.

While Yang Zhengshan was practicing, An Yuxing sat on the wall, holding a wine gourd and drinking from it.

"Why do you practice spear every day?"

He asked in confusion.

When a warrior reaches the innate level, it is actually no longer necessary to practice spear and sword skills every day. As the saying goes, no moves are better than moves. Innate warriors are no longer bound by the use of moves, and every move should be free to do as they please.

Under normal circumstances, innate warriors will practice spear and sword skills every three or five days to keep their hands fresh.

There are also special people who even abandon spear and sword skills directly, just like An Xingyu. The hard whip he practiced in his early years could smash rocks with one whip, but now he either holds a wine gourd or a wine pot all day long, and does not carry a whip at all.

"It's just a habit!" Yang Zhengshan put away his spear and smiled.

"This is a bad habit. If you have the skills, you might as well experience the mystery more." An Yuxing said casually.

"Isn't the secret of the mystery also in this move?" Yang Zhengshan said disapprovingly.

The so-called mystery is the characteristics of the innate true energy. Different attributes of the innate true energy have different mysteries. Different warriors have different perceptions of the innate warriors, and the mysteries they master are also different.

Therefore, the beauty of mystery varies from person to person.

There is no most powerful mystery in this world, only the mystery that suits you best.

Although An Yuxing drinks from a wine bottle every day, as if he is just an alcoholic, drinking is also a kind of practice for him.

An Yuxing raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Zhengshan, then suddenly waved his sleeves and hands. In an instant, the water condensed into an arrow and shot toward Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan thrust out his spear, and there were more than ten spear gleams when he thrust out. Each spear gleam landed on the water arrow accurately.

There were popping sounds one after another, and the true energy burst out after the collision, falling on the ground and leaving tiny holes on the walls.

An Yuxing looked surprised when he saw this.

"This is!"

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What do you think of this move?"

An Yuxing rubbed his chin, "It seems that I have touched the threshold of subtlety, and also found the key to the mystery."

"But it's still far worse than the predecessors!" Yang Zhengshan said.

Controlling Qi into a spear, turning into dozens of spear rays in an instant, this can be regarded as a subtle way of expression.

As for the beauty of the mystery, the characteristic of Yimu Changchun Qi is that it is changeable. Yimu is born like peaches and plums in spring, like crops in summer, like tung osmanthus in autumn, and like strange flowers in winter.

All things develop and grow endlessly; they are wind in the sky and trees on the ground, which are called yin trees.

The heavenly stems are transparent, and the earthly branches are hidden. This means that the iris and cypress are tied to the pines and cypresses. They are solidly supported in spring, and they are also supported by autumn. Therefore, it can be spring or autumn, and it can be said that it can be used in all four seasons.

Yimu is supplemented by Changchun, and it adds a sense of longevity in this change. Spring and autumn are spring, and everything is in spring. Although Yimu is soft, Changchun can be seen for a long time.

Yang Zhengshan’s understanding of Yimu Changchun Gong is that it is changeable and lasting.

Combined with the marksmanship and gun momentum he was accustomed to, his every move had many variations.

Of course, this is just his current perception. He is right. He is far behind An Yuxing in terms of mysteries and subtle realms.

But An Yuxing doesn't think so, "You have only been in the innate realm for a few years, and I have been in the innate realm for nearly fifty years. Maybe you can surpass me in a few years!"

Yang Zhengshan smiled, put away his spear, and didn't say much.

If he could surpass An Yuxing, he still had some confidence, but if he said there was a bright future ahead, he felt very confused.

As for the innate way, he only saw two ways: mystery and subtlety. As for entering the way, he still has no clue.