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Tang Ron suddenly became interested and said to Lin Qian: "Three people make a tiger. I am the only assistant minister who is quite useful now. But in a little while, the court will be in a different situation."

"It's hard to gain weight by eating alone. You have to let the people below you taste the sweetness. Only then will more people work for you."

Lin Qian mentioned: "Recently, there are rumors outside that there are a lot of rumors about the He family..."

Tang Nong replied: "Although Empress Dowager He lives in a deep palace, she still wants to imitate Empress Dowager Feng in handling political affairs. She is really short-sighted. Her most important thing is to raise the emperor well."

"There aren't many people of this generation in the He family who are very useful, and they can't achieve anything. The Queen Mother He is not lacking in ambition, but she has no one she can use."

Lin Qian kept moving her hands and said softly: "Dad, besides the account books, there are other things to do in the palace this time."

She told about Cui Hao's visit to make peace, and Tang Nuo snorted coldly: "I didn't do anything else to the Cui family just for the sake of you and Xiaolang."

Lin Qian then told Tang Nuo about a few people who had recently surrendered. What kind of people does the superior like? Able and capable.

For Tang Lang, a capable person from a poor family with no background is the best.

As she expected, Tang Lang was quite moved when he heard that. When he learned that these people had been placed in a house, he stood up and said to Lin Qian: "The people you value must be talented people. , take me to meet you.”

He ordered the generals around him to prepare their horses, "I will go back to the house in the evening to see Xiao Lang."

The Wei Dynasty has always been "working at sunrise and resting at sunset". There is no overtime culture, but there is a system of ministers working night shifts, mainly to deal with some urgent tasks.

And if you don't reach a certain status, you won't be able to work the night shift even if you want to. Only the heads of the three provinces of Zhongshu, Shangshu, and Menxia have this qualification.

Now that Tang Ron is in power, his travels are even more low-key than before.

On the way out of the palace, Lin Qian rode next to Tang Nuo and listened to his ramble: "Captain Situ is gone, and those people in the Situ family are still dreaming of joining forces with the He family to suppress their father."

"My father only lost a fight with that old man. He was full of tricks and had a good reputation among the people. He was very difficult to deal with."

Lin Qian listened silently. The history books were originally a violent interpretation of the victor, talking about trade-offs and interests. For Tang Lang, what he admired was bulldozing by force.

In the end, "power emerges from the barrel of a gun."

Lin Qian doesn't like these conspiracies either. No one likes to scheme against people every day. It's good to eliminate them physically, but how can Tang Lang get the confidence that others won't kill them all?

Just as she was pondering this question, the servant who was leading the way stopped and arrived.

Tang Rong was very satisfied with the person Lin Qian selected. After the inspection, he arranged a good position on the spot and hired a counselor, Jia Xingke.

The other person was over fifty years old and claimed to have traveled around a lot when he was young. What Lin Qian liked was the map he presented. The mountains, rivers and rivers were all drawn in extremely fine detail.

The travel notes written by Mr. Jia are also excellent. Folk customs, various expressions of living beings, laughter, anger and curses are all written into articles.

She took the map and travel notes into the space and asked Xiao Huangqiu to make a copy. The originals were placed in Tang Lang's study.

Lin Qian told the servants to pay attention to the food, clothing, housing and transportation of these people, but the counselor named Jia Xingke still wore civilian clothes.

He sat opposite Tang Lang and said bluntly: "Master Marquis, Lin'an City is now under your control, and the court has become your hall of expression. With all due respect, this is not a good thing."

Tang Ron paused and said with a smile: "I am a rough man. When leading troops in war, I only know how to attack cities and ponds."

Jia Xingke pointed to the sky and smiled lightly: "But the Marquis has not conquered the largest city, why not end it now?"

Tang Ron's face darkened: "Sir, you are talking nonsense. How can you mess with this matter?"

Lin Qian secretly recalled who the ancestor was written on the greeting card sent by Jia Xingke? Jia Wenhe!

No wonder he wants to make big things happen as soon as he speaks out.

Jia Xingke didn't take it seriously and continued: "The Marquis thought that the emperor was still young, but the cub would eventually grow up, and since the Queen Mother was in the palace, the Marquis coveted the position above ten thousand people. There are countless jackals, tigers and leopards.”

"The epidemic in Lin'an City will pass. How will the Marquis tame these wolves, tigers and leopards?"

Tang Lang was shocked and doubtful, and said sincerely: "Sir, please come with me back home."

On the way back, Lin Qian was a little distracted while riding on the horse. She thought she was a good draftsman, but turned out to be a conspirator?

Suddenly her hair loosened and the hairpin fell to the ground. Was it the Shenlu hairpin?

Lin Qian immediately dismounted and shouted loudly: "Father, be careful!"

Two groups of people with machetes suddenly rushed out of the streets and alleys, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

There were many people who wanted Tang Lang dead, but the people he brought out were not vegetarians either, and the two sides soon started fighting each other.

"Don't be afraid, slave slave," Tang Nuo held a long sword and pulled Lin Qian behind him to comfort him: "These rat Xiaoxiao don't have many abilities."

"Tang Thief, suffer death!"

Tang Lang's expression changed after all. The crossbow in the opponent's hand was Hua Qianshu.

Hua Qianshu, which means thousands of pear blossoms, is a small hand crossbow that can instantly fire dozens of poisonous needles at once.

This hand crossbow is complicated to make. The wife of the first Zhenbei Marquis came from the Zhuge family and made this crossbow because she was worried about her husband's safety.

Apart from the Tang family, the only people in the world who have this thing are the royal family.

Tang Lang knew the power of Hua Qianshu, so he had no choice but to risk his life.

Lin Qian got angry and rushed in front of Tang Ron. She had a golden bell and could ignore poisonous needle attacks.

But something happened to Tang Nu, and this great situation was ruined.

"Don't show off, slave!" Seeing his daughter standing in front of him, Tang Lang was anxious and afraid.

When the opponent saw Lin Qian rushing forward, he immediately adjusted the direction of his crossbow.

Lin Qian's ear clips began to feel hot, and she kept changing her pace. All she wanted to do was rush to the person holding the crossbow and send him to death with a single blow.

A minute later, the knife in her hand successfully reached its destination.

Tang Lang also quickly caught up and asked anxiously, "Is something wrong?"

Before he could finish his words, an arrow shot out from Tang Lang's back, hitting him right above his chest.

A powerful voice came closer and closer: "Who is causing trouble here?"

It was the people from the Nine Sect Admirals who arrived, and the assassins suddenly dispersed.

Tang Lang held his chest and swallowed the pill Lin Qian put into his mouth. Regardless of the pain, he got on his horse and said, "Follow me to the palace!"