Chapter 252 Yang Zaixing: I want to rebuild Tianbo Mansion

Big sister is caring.

Although it was the first time and I was a little unfamiliar with it, but after some training, I became proficient in various moves.

On the first day, I fought with Cao Jie and we were inseparable. We finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

With the in-depth contact, the cooperation between the two sides has made substantial progress and is no longer at the stage of mutual exploration.

Cao Jie sent a letter to Liangshan by speeding it over 800 miles.

Then, the Cangzhou Yanzong caravan responded quickly. They had extremely rich experience in traveling for business. On the same day, they picked out a team with strong business skills, changed the name to the Jisi caravan, and headed south of the Yangtze River to explore new areas.

What is important is not legitimate business but smuggling.

The weapons eliminated by Liangshan, as well as strategic materials such as furs and animal tendons from the grasslands, will all go south to help Fang La in his rebellion.

The bigger the commotion Fang La makes and the longer it lasts, the more beneficial it will be for Liangshan, represented by Cao Jie.

The silk and lacquerware from the south could also be transported north to the grasslands, which would bring in dozens of times the profit.

What's more, Manichaeism has many hidden war resources.

The holy fire oil is just one of them.

According to Cao Jie's understanding, the production of this holy fire oil is related to faith, and there is no way to imitate it.

In order to successfully inherit Fang La's legacy in the future, Cao Jie should also work hard and enhance his relationship with Sister Baihua.

Cao Jie believed that as long as he worked hard enough, the stone woman could be softened.

"You are born in the Year of the Dog! You can never have enough to eat!"

"How can I get enough with my sister!"

"Don't...stay in there."

"..."

Fang Baihua glared at Cao Jie. This Jiangnan girl was so charming even when she was angry.

"What if it happens?" Cao Jie asked.

Fang Baihua was so angry that she pushed Cao Jie away, stood up and said through gritted teeth: "No, I will use my true energy to force out what you left in my body, and we won't have children."

When Cao Jie saw her practicing Qigong to remove toxins, he felt as if a bright sun was rising from her body.

The soft light shining through her vagina made her look extremely holy and even more charming, making people salivate with anticipation.

After wandering around the Xin'an River for many days, Cao Jie made great progress in his soul as Cao Zei.

On this day, Yang Bangyi wrote a letter and asked Deng Yuanjue to convey it.

After reading it, Cao Jie said goodbye to Fang Baihua and rushed to Shezhou to meet her.

"Senior brother."

"Brother, come, come, this is my son Zaixing."

When Cao Jie took a look at the strong young man, he saw that he had long arms and legs, thick eyebrows, and looked very energetic.

"Zaixing, what are you standing there for? This is your uncle Cao, call me uncle."

Yang Zaixing was born in the third year of Chongning. Now it is the winter of the seventh year of Zhenghe. He is fourteen years old and will be fifteen soon.

At this age, you can get married, have children, and start a family.

Although Cao Jie was already the leader of Liangshan, with dozens of heroes and tens of thousands of men and horses under his command, he was actually only 23 years old.

Yang Zaixing looked at the young man who was only a few years older than him, opened his mouth, and uttered the word "uncle" from his throat.

Yang Bangyi snorted coldly: "I usually see you being very generous, why are you so shy today?"

"Brother, Zaixing and I are of similar age. Asking him to call me uncle would make me look old. Why not call me brother? We can each discuss our own affairs."

"How can this be done? This is against etiquette." "Rites and music are now in disarray. It won't be too late to talk about etiquette when the world is at peace. Brother Zaixing, what level have you reached in martial arts?"

Yang Zaixing smiled happily and bowed, "Brother, Zaixing has already made some progress in refining his essence, and his skin, flesh, tendons and bones are all improved. His spear skills are not inferior to father's. Even if he cultivates his qi, he will be able to enter the realm of the acquired nature in less than a year..."

A fourteen-year-old boy has the strength level of the ninetieth-ranked Earthly Fiend. This kind of talent is truly extraordinary.

Cao Jie showed an admiring expression: "At such a young age, you have already reached this level of practice, it's incredible! Senior brother, your Yang family is about to produce a dragon."

Yang Bangyi waved his hand and said, "Brother, don't listen to his boasting. He is complacent with a small achievement. Compared with our ancestors, it is nothing."

"Golden Sword Yang Linggong, Seven Brothers and Eight Tigers, they are all heroes. I think if they revive, it is possible that they will be stronger than their ancestors!"

Cao Jie praised him fiercely, and then asked, "Zaixing, have you ever read books, have you ever been inspired by God?"

Yang Zaixing showed an embarrassment expression, grabbed his head with both hands, unable to answer.

Yang Bangyi sighed, "If you ask him to practice spear, he can practice for three days and three nights without sleep. If you ask him to study, he will fall asleep in less than three quarters of an hour. I am so worried about his studies. Junior brother, please help me."

"Brother, you know me. I am not a good student. Why don't you send me to the teacher and let him give me some pointers?"

Yang Zaixing must be in his hands. As long as he goes to Shandong, Cao Jie has plenty of ways to subdue him.

Young people, yearning for war and iron cavalry, traveling across the nine provinces, are the easiest to win over.

On the other hand, Yang Bangyi was nearly 40 years old, and his outlook on life and the world had already been formed. Before he encountered a huge setback, it would be difficult to subdue him even with Zong Ze around.

Yang Bangyi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's what I was thinking. Jiangnan is in danger right now, so I have to entrust my wife and children to you, Junior Brother!"

"Brother, being the lieutenant of Shezhou is a thankless job. Why don't you resign?"

"Alas! I am loyal to my master and I am the one who feeds me. Now that Jiangnan is in turmoil, is this the time to stay out of it?"

"Brother, when I came to Shezhou, I also had contact with Manichaeism. Alas! If it weren't for the fact that they really couldn't survive, who would be willing to believe in that evil cult..."

"How many years can Shezhou remain peaceful? Junior brother, I know you are capable of much."

"About three years!"

"..."

Yang Bangyi did not ask any more questions, he was just a small county lieutenant.

There is a saying in the officialdom: If you did evil in your previous life, you will be a county magistrate in this life; if you have committed too many evil things, you will be a county magistrate in this life.

What does it mean? It means that you didn't do good deeds in your previous life, so you become a county magistrate in this life. Don't think that the county magistrate is so powerful. He is the youngest among the common people and is always bullied in the officialdom.

What does it mean to be a county magistrate in the capital? If your county seat is in the provincial capital, then you must have done a lot of evil in your previous life, so you are punished to do this hard job in this life.

The job of a county magistrate in She County is so difficult, let alone a small county lieutenant in Shezhou.

There was nothing he could do.

At night, Cao Jie made an appointment with Yang Zaixing.

The moonlight is strong.

After Yang Zaixing performed the Yang Family Spear dance once, Cao Jie praised him highly and then asked:
"Zaixing, what are your ambitions?"

"My father named me Zaixing, which means to revive my Yang family and rebuild Tianbo Mansion!"

"You know the world is going to be in chaos soon."

"That's when we can make achievements."

"Gong Yang was defending the Zhao Song dynasty, but now the common people are rebelling against the Zhao Song dynasty. Have you ever left your hometown and looked outside?"

Yang Zaixing shook his head and said, "No."

"Confucianism says that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. The same is true for martial arts. Only after you have seen the world can you know who the gun in your hand is fired for."

Yang Zaixing clenched the tiger-head spear in his hand and said, "I am willing to follow my brother on this journey of thousands of miles!"

(End of this chapter)