The female emperor fights, captures Yang Yuhuan at the beginning

Coupled with Zhou Yao's naked seduction in Tianjilou before, the evil fire in Qin Lang's body that had not been suppressed burned up again when he admired the jade-like beauty.

When the candle was blown out, Qin Lang got up slightly, leaned his face sideways, and Yang Yuhuan woke up from his sleep only when he touched the pink and soft petals.

After discovering that it was the breath of the lord Qin Lang, he calmed down from the shock just now, exhaled lightly, and murmured: "My lord!"

Then, following Qin Lang's gentle movements, he took the initiative to greet him.

There is a saying: "I don't love wind and dust, I seem to be misunderstood by a beautiful woman. When flowers bloom and fall naturally, I always rely on the master of the east wind. When I go, I have to go. I will go as I go. If my head is full of mountain flowers, don't ask where the slaves will go."

For a moment the mountain flowers are in full bloom, for a moment the spring breeze turns into rain, and for a moment it is blessed and prosperous. It is really a good poem, a good poem!

Chapter 019 Talent Recommendation

After leaving the city lord's mansion that night, Li Mu who took the tiger talisman did not stay, but rushed to Yangping City overnight to join Bai Qi.

Xun Yu also stayed up almost all night, basically making preparations for the departure of the army.

At dawn, Xun Yu came to the city lord's mansion and waited for Qin Lang to report on the overall work plan. As long as Qin Lang agrees, it can be implemented immediately.

Qin Lang got up very early and hardly slept in. This was due to the devil's study and life rules before. He woke up at five o'clock in the morning, and he was still very energetic.

When I have nothing to do, I will lie on the bed and hang out with Yang Yuhuan for a while, and when I have something to do, I will get up with a jerk.

Qin Lang, who was eating steamed buns and drinking porridge in the conference hall, listened to Xun Yu's plan and arrangement, and agreed with a wave of his hand.

For Xun Yu's arrangement, Qin Lang basically listened to it once, and there was no need to make any adjustments. This was the strength of Wang Zuozhi's talent.

Think about what you think, worry about what you worry about, everything is in detail, and there are countless records, relying solely on manpower to calculate the world and minimize the probability of mistakes.

Inviting Xun Yu to have something to eat together, Xun Yu, who wanted to go straight to work, looked at the time outside the door. He could rest for a while, then sat down and began to chew slowly.

Compared to Qin Lang's gobbling, Xun Yu's eating was very refined and particular, with a mouthful of pickles, a mouthful of steamed buns, and a mouthful of porridge, no more, no less, and the order was not chaotic.

"I said, Wen Ruo, you are so particular about the world, do you have a priority when you sleep with women at night?"

Qin Lang asked jokingly, and Xun Yu's ears turned red. If others dared to talk about such vulgar topics while eating, they would definitely be dragged down and beaten up by him.

But Qin Lang is the master, so he can't beat Qin Lang up. Although he felt a little awkward, he put down half a steamed bun and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stroked his beard before he started to explain.

"Your lord is joking. There are rules and regulations for things in the house. Only by following the steps can you enjoy the beauty. You can't eat the essence if you gobble it up. You can only have the aftertaste if you savor it carefully. A beauty is like a rough jade. Only the things you carve with your own hands are what you want. The lord thinks how?"

It was the first time for Qin Lang to talk about the bed so elegantly. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that Xun Yu was also a master in the house, and he was also a player in the cultivation department.

Stretching out a thumb full of admiration, the literati know how to play, and they play well enough.

After chatting for a while, Xun Yu got up to say goodbye and left. There were still many things waiting for him to do, but before he left, he recommended two people to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang asked who the two were, but Xun Yu didn't directly explain, but put it off, saying that it is better to avoid suspicion when recommending talents, so as not to be criticized, and whether the two are talented or worthy of great use depends on whether they are talented or not. The protagonist can only make a decision when he meets in person, and he cannot influence the protagonist's choice because of his identity.

After Xun Yu said that, Qin Lang naturally didn't ask any more questions, but packed up and took Dian Wei to find out the situation at the location Xun Yu said.

Originally, Fengyu City was upgraded to a fifth-level city, and Qin Lang hadn't visited carefully, so he just took this opportunity to see the people's livelihood.

Coming out of the city lord's mansion, Qin Lang deliberately asked Dian Wei and a few of his followers to change into casual clothes. There were only four of them, and a group of six walking on the street was just like a rich young master, which would not attract people's attention.

The city wall of Fengyu City is 30 meters high and 15 meters wide. It is square and square, with a side length of [-] kilometers. The city is divided into countless small squares, and when viewed from the air, it looks like a huge chessboard.

As a fifth-level giant city with an upper limit of tens of millions of people, judging from the current army's siege capabilities, without powerful siege equipment, it is almost impossible to even go up the city wall.

Soldiers approaching the city and rushing forward, basically there is only one dead end, so in ancient times, in most cases, they would choose to besiege the city, cut off the water source and communication with the outside world, and be trapped in the city for a day, forcing the internal rebellion to surrender.

That's why Qin Lang didn't bother Lu Kun. Even if 30 soldiers surrounded him, it wouldn't help. Without large siege equipment, the city walls couldn't even go up.

The size of a third-tier city is half that of a fifth-tier city. With the current siege ability, it is barely enough. If the defender is well prepared, it is also a difficult bone.

Fortunately, the initial city itself was a bit dilapidated, and the population was not large, there were not many defensive defenders, and the main generals were some unknown local generals.

As long as there are enough siege troops, commanded by a famous general, and some military tactics, it is not a big problem to win the second and third tier cities.

Zhou Yao in Zezhou and others felt that the second and third levels were difficult to attack because of insufficient troops, weak generals, and lack of good counselors.

For example, Shi Feng in Yazhou has a counselor, Chen Gong, and many generals in his hands, so it is naturally much easier.

Putting these aside, Qin Lang had been wandering the streets for quite a while.

Although it was early in the morning, the morning market in the city was quite large and very lively. There were various breakfast stalls on both sides of the streets and alleys, and there was a constant stream of people coming and going.

Seeing such a prosperous scene in his own city with his own eyes, Qin Lang was still very happy in his heart. Compared with the dilapidated scene he saw when he first came to Fengyu City, it was a world of difference.

Although he had had breakfast in the mansion, Qin Lang whetted his appetite looking at the delicacies all over the street, so he couldn't help picking out some good-looking snacks to taste, not to mention, they all tasted pretty good.

Walking and eating all the way, Qin Lang tasted a lot, but in fact he didn't eat much, basically he just tasted one of the same, as long as he knew what it was like.

But you can’t just buy one, the rest will become snacks for Dian Weiser’s teeth.

If you look at Qin Lang and his party from the eyes of passers-by, it's actually a bit weird. After all, Dian Wei's huge figure is too eye-catching.

He is more than two meters tall and as wide as a mountain. Qin Lang is also 1.8 meters tall. Standing next to Dian Wei is like a child.

Buying small steamed buns, ten cages at a time, Qin Lang can eat two at most, and the rest of Dian Wei eats one cage per mouthful, and it feels like he is eating air, not stuffing his teeth at all.

Osmanthus Cake, Fried Dumplings, Leek Box, Fried Spring Rolls, Oil Baba, Fried Ciba, Huanxi Tuo, Sesame Balls, Deep-Fried Fried Sticks, Roujiamo, Hanamaki...

Qin Lang in the front is savoring carefully, Dian Wei behind him is chewing, and the attendants next to him are constantly changing props. This scene is not to mention cute.

Just walking around like this, enjoying the fireworks in Fengyu City, Qin Lang, who was in a good mood, finally arrived at one of the places Xun Yu had mentioned.

A seemingly shabby restaurant with a small frontage, except for two square tables on the street outside the door for guests to sit and drink, there is only a shiny stone step in the corner that is very eye-catching.

The owner of the restaurant is not a young woman, she looks about 27 or [-] years old, she still has charm, her body is plump, her eyebrows and eyes are shining with sophistication, every movement is full of smoke and fire in the world, every word and every word is not like that of a lady She is knowledgeable and sensible, and she doesn't have the unrestrained attitude of a prostitute, but only a kind of unpretentious, but extremely down-to-earth playful and naughty talk.

It is the most beautiful thing in the world for a guest officer to drink a bowl of homemade tiger penis morning wine, go back and fight with his wife for [-] rounds and sleep well.

Qin Lang was so scared that he didn't dare to take another step forward, so he sat in the tea shop across the street and ordered a pot of tea to relieve his boredom.

The folks in Fengyu City have the habit of drinking morning wine. In addition to the dazzling array of food stalls early in the morning, wine shops and tea shops are most open for business.

The men who get up early basically have a two or two small wine, just eat this bowl of oily lasagna, and then go out of the city to use all their strength in the fields.

Or I have a part-time job from my previous family, and I will try my best to do a good day's work after eating and drinking enough.

Few scholars or descendants of aristocratic families drank morning wine like ordinary people.

Of course, there are exceptions, for example, there is one in front of Qin Lang.

Dressed in a tattered scholar's robe, drunkenly carrying a broken wine gourd, he staggered to sit on a square table outside the opposite wine shop.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop is called Jiu San Niang, which means that no one can drink more than [-] bowls of wine from her, and one counts as one, no matter how much alcohol is drunk, if you drink [-] bowls of yellow soup here, you will not wake up people.

"Ten...thirteen...mother, go...serve the wine, fourteen bowls...today, I will arrest you and be my first personal servant girl, quickly...serve the wine ..."

The Thirteen Niangs in the shop knew who it was when they heard the sound. This poor scholar only drank alcohol every day.

The only bad thing is that his mouth is full of yellow accents, if it's an ordinary rough guy, it's fine, a scholar, so shabby, even she can't stand it.

But the restaurant is open for business, and all the visitors are customers, and Thirteen Niang can't get along with the copper plate because of her personal preferences.

Three bowls of yellow soup are on the table, a stack of dry fried soybeans, a stack of deep-fried peppers, and a stack of sour pickled radishes are all good dishes to accompany wine, and it is also the rule of small wine shops. The morning wine is no more than three. If there is too much, it will affect people's day. manual labor.

No matter who comes, it's the same rule. They want to challenge Thirteen Bowls, but they don't serve wine at noon.

Although the drunken scholar was chattering, he still put down the money, shook his head happily, and ate a grain of soybeans and a drink of wine.

Happy and happy, drunk and dreaming.

Dian Wei, who was like a hill beside him, sat on a pony saddle, sniffing the smell of wine in the air, and swallowed greedily.

Qin Lang knew that this person was recommended by Xun Yu, and he also guessed who this person was.

Son of Kidney Deficiency——Guo Fengxiao!

Chapter 020 Kidney Deficiency Son

"Come on, are you hungry?"

Qin Lang patted Dian Wei, who was sitting on the lower saddle like a hill, and asked jokingly, pointing at the wine shop.

"Back to the lord, greedy."

Dian Weihu's eyes widened, his mouth had already flowed out.

"Great for wine, or for the proprietress of the restaurant?"

"Hey, I'm all hungry."

Dian Wei took a sip of the strong aroma of wine in the air, then glanced at the plump Thirteen Niang who was cleaning the wine jar in the wine shop, couldn't help wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and smiled innocently.

"Go, beat up that drunk son first, sober him up, and then take the money and buy that beautiful girl and the wine shop together, it's your reward from the lord."

Qin Lang took out a bag of 500 taels of money and threw it into Dian Wei's arms, and winked at him: "Don't beat him to death, just be careful."

"Hey, the last general has taken the order, thank you Lord for the reward."

Dian Wei made a gesture to kneel, and Qin Lang kicked Dian Wei's thick thigh with a smile: "Do things!"

To Dian Wei, Qin Lang's kick was like a mosquito's touch. Not only was he not angry, he put down the purse in his hand happily, stood up abruptly, and walked to the square table where Guo Jia was.

With a bang, Dian Wei just slapped it lightly, and the square table Guo Jia was lying on turned into sawdust.

"Where is the reckless man, disturbing your uncle's sweet dreams... vomit~"

Before Guo Jia could finish speaking, Dian Wei held his whole body in the air with one hand, and just lightly punched him in the abdomen. A heart-piercing pain spread all over his body in an instant, and his stomach convulsed. The remnants of food and drink that I ate and drank at night were sprayed out together.

"Good guy... good... good guy, spare your life, a certain guy can't withstand the second punch of a good guy, he will die... vomit~"

Dian Wei didn't care about Guo Jia's begging for mercy, he punched Guo Jia again, making Guo Jia incontinent, his face was pale, he was dying, and he was about to burp.

The people watching the play were at a loss, wondering why this burly man would suddenly appear to bully a weak scholar.

Although they don't know the reason, it doesn't prevent them from watching the show. The big man beats someone up, that kind of power is completely crushed, and everyone who watched it said it was enjoyable.

Seeing that Guo Jia had passed out after being punched three times, Qin Lang muttered a few words to the attendants next to him and left the crowd. After a while, someone carried the unconscious Guo Jia away on a stretcher.

When Jiu Shisanniang heard that someone was making trouble, she wanted to come out to drink a drink, but just as she went out, she saw Dian Wei who was like a mountain, and immediately froze.

Tables and benches are smashed, and people are beaten, but why does this big man see his eyes strangely?

He... shy?

Before Jiu Shisanniang realized what was going on, Guo Jia was carried away, and the mighty man in front of her was holding a bag full of money and gently placed it in her arms.

The bearded man actually blushed, trying to soften his rough voice as much as possible: "My lord told me to buy you and your wine shop. If the money is not enough, I will go to the lord to reward you with some more."

Jiu Shisanniang blushed when she heard the words, she was ashamed and annoyed by so many people being made such a domineering request, and was about to reprimand Dian Wei when she suddenly saw the golden light shining in the money bag from the corner of her eye.

Jiu Shisanniang opened the purse curiously, just took a look, and almost went crazy, 500 taels of gold?

Not to mention that the bag is full, even the smallest ingot is enough to buy her and the wine shop.

He quickly tightened the drawstring on the mouth of the purse and hugged her tightly, his angry expression just now became shy.

"If you dare to ask your name, Thirteen Niangs should be prepared..."

Dian Wei has a simple and straightforward personality, and he thought it was Jiu Shisanniang who agreed, quickly wiped his hands, and introduced himself with clasped fists in a proper manner: "Dian Wei, the lord's personal bodyguard, lives... in the city lord's mansion."

Hearing that this big man lived in the city lord's mansion and was the lord's personal bodyguard, Jiu Shisanniang's eyes almost fell out. Cover your face with a rag.

Turning around to reveal her plump side curves, she tried her best to control her beating heart, and said softly: "My family lives in the small courtyard behind the wine shop, and my family is a widow. If a strong man doesn't dislike you, you don't need a medium to get married. Just enter the courtyard at night." From now on, the small courtyard, wine shop and servant's house will all follow the strong men..."

After speaking, Jiu Shisanniang formally agreed to this kind of happy event, turned around and entered the restaurant, hung up the wooden sign that said it was closed today, and closed the door after cleaning up a bit.

Seeing that the good thing has been done, Qin Lang yelled at Dianwei: "Let's go, I'll let you rest for three days after finishing the business."

Everyone heard the young man's greeting and followed the prestige, but they all heard what Dian Wei said just now, the lord's personal bodyguard.

The person who can greet this god-killing god is naturally the god emperor who came down to earth that day, and who knows who shouted "greeting to the god emperor", and the whole street immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Qin Lang sighed softly, and beckoned his followers to immediately turn into an alley, turned around, and finally got rid of the mountains and tsunami's kneeling and kowtowing.

Finding a clothing store and changing into a farmer's attire, Qin Lang dared to walk on the street openly.

Being recognized is really a troublesome thing. This is a private visit to observe people's sentiments. Once recognized, you can't do anything except the crowd kneeling on the ground as far as you can see. This is indeed a bit annoying.

Fortunately, with a change of outfit, and the fact that it was three or four main streets away from the wine shop, no one on the street would take a closer look at Qin Lang except for the tall and mighty Dian Wei.

According to Xun Yu's guidance, Guo Jia was found, and there was only one so-called talent left.

Xun Yu actually wanted Qin Lang to find the two of them to take the school exams separately. Whether they would be hired or not was entirely up to Qin Lang, but he didn't know that Qin Lang knew Guo Jia well enough that he didn't need to test him at all. Just tie it back.

After finding Guo Jia, Qin Lang was looking forward to who would be next.

Soon the group arrived at the open-air stage that Xun Yu had mentioned. At this time, it was just in the morning, and there were basically no people on the stage except for the occasional shadows shaking.

Generally speaking, the stage singing will be in the evening, when people who have been busy all day have basically eaten dinner, there is plenty of time, and the opening popularity will be very strong at this time.