No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

The big cherry that Yangyang had just touched his mouth suddenly didn’t taste fragrant anymore. Is this person sick?

Then he glanced sideways at his father, the Left Prime Minister, whose hands were clenched in his legs and whose jaws were clenched with teeth.

Yangyang knew that this was a great shame and contempt for a father in ancient times!

"Empress Dowager, I miss you so much and want to read you a poem!"

Yangyang stood up, his eyes as bright as the day of the empress dowager's birthday banquet.

The Queen Mother was about to get angry at Tang Yuwei's words, but when she saw Yangyang's sincere face, she said, "Read it! Good boy!"

"Bending the bow to fight as a man, I once painted eyebrows in my dreams. I thought of returning home several times and drank wine, wishing my wife Ming Fei on the clouds."

Yangyang fought back word by word, and then did not forget to look at Zuo Xiang, hoping that his father would not be angry.

After hearing this, Tang Yuwei was not angry. Instead, he thought of his mother again. He was speechless for a moment. He wanted to look at Yangyang, but felt guilty.

"I heard my mother talking before, saying that Miss Xue likes poetry and literature. I didn't believe it just now, so I am asking for your advice!" Yuwen Yuehua raised the cup to toast the Left Prime Minister, but she began to doubt Xue Yangyang in her heart.

"Forget it! Yangyang, my good boy, the Queen Mother will make the decision for you," the Queen Mother paused and looked at Tang Yuwei.

"Tang'er, the Empress Dowager knows that you are doing this for the sake of the country. It was originally my intention today, but I guess it was too hasty and made you feel resentful!"

"How about this! It will take you some time to return to Mobei. During this time, you can spend some time with Miss Xue. If you still can't develop a friendship with her, then I will apologize to Lord Zuo Xiang!"

Upon hearing this, the Left Prime Minister knelt down and turned around to bow to the Queen Mother, "Your Majesty, your words are too serious. I am terrified!"

Seeing his father in trouble, Yangyang also knelt down and bowed.

But after this experience, I began to admire General Tang. He is so outspoken and a brave man.

But I almost fell into the beauty trap, it seems I have to read the story carefully and stop daydreaming!

Tang Yuwei did not say anything else after that. The matter was temporarily dropped, and Yangyang and Zuo Xiang returned in the carriage.

The left prime minister had a serious expression on his face all the way, and Yangyang couldn't coax him no matter what.

Passing by Ninghe Building, "Yangyang, I'm going to Ninghe Building to get something. Please wait in the car for a while!"

Yangyang agreed, and waited until the left prime minister got off the car before she opened the curtain, "So this is Ninghe Tower! The housekeeper's hotel is so grand!"

"Miss Xue!" Just as she was sighing, an uninvited guest came to the window with the clatter of a horse's hooves.

"General Tang, you are blocking the scenery in front of my eyes. Could you please move aside!" Yangyang muttered with her arms folded across her chest.

"You know I have no such intention, but I hold an important position, so..."

Yangyang said nonchalantly, "Oh! Zhizhi, I knew from the first time I met the general that you must be investigating a major case related to rebellion!"

When Tang Yuwei heard this, his face suddenly became solemn and full of murderous intent.

Yangyang met his gaze, and this time she was not as scared as before, "Why do you look like that? I haven't told anyone else!"

"It's better to be so, otherwise..." Tang Yuwei's face was fierce and his tone was threatening.

"Yes! This lady has the same idea, so after the general helps me to investigate, please finish the matter quickly, and then we will go our separate ways and never see each other again, hum!" Yangyang let down the curtains, feeling even more depressed.

Tang Yuwei was frustrated, but somehow he felt relieved.

Just as he was about to ride forward, Lord Zuo Xiang came out of Ninghe Tower.

"Lord Left Prime Minister!" Tang Yuwei, sitting on his horse, bowed to the Left Prime Minister without any arrogance as usual.

Instead, the Left Prime Minister glanced at him and got into the carriage without saying much.

"Lao Mo, hurry up!" After receiving the order from the Left Prime Minister, the coachman Lao Mo drove away in a hurry.

Jiang Chi, who had been riding behind and watching silently, finally came forward on horseback.

"General, the Xue father and daughter are too arrogant to you, aren't you angry?" Jiang Chi looked at Tang Yuwei's ambiguous expression and always felt that something was wrong.

"Have you found out the location of the fake military warehouse transaction?" Tang Yuwei's face changed and he immediately got back to the point.

Jiang Chi said, "I've found out. It's in Xiaoyou Garden next to Lejiang River!"

"How dare you trade in such a busy place!"

Tang Yuwei understood the thoughts of the Rong people and the people who were doing the deal.

Xiaoyou Garden is now crowded with people enjoying the spring. If one wants to carry out arrests there, the chances of harming civilians will be very high, so neither the Imperial Guards nor the Jinglin Division dare to send too many people to make a high-profile arrest.

The most crucial thing is that three kilometers south of Xiaoyou Garden is the Jingwei City Pass. Once outside the city, it will be even more difficult to capture him!

"These guys are really cunning!" Jiang Chi also understood, "But General, we have already captured a group of Rong people in Jiaohua Mountain last time. Although we didn't get any information out of them, there shouldn't be too many Rong people in the city now."

"Although there are not many of them, they are the best and most skilled ones. Their leader, Jia Kuizhuo, is a top-ranked warrior of the Rong Nation and should not be underestimated!"

Tang Yuwei always knows his enemies well, only in this way can he achieve victory by surprise.

Jiang Chi asked again, "So, should we still join forces with Jinglin Division this time?"

As a frontline general, it is impossible for Tang Yuwei to lead his troops into the capital.

The only people under him are Jiang Chi and two capable guards, so many actions of the Beijing guards this time still need the help of Jing Linsi.

"Tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to send his most capable team to me."

Tang Yuwei took off the palace badge from his waist and threw it to Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi took it and raised his eyebrows at Tang Yuwei proudly, "I'll go right away!" He got on his horse and galloped away, disappearing in a flash.

Tang Yuwei laughed in the direction Jiang Chi was running, "What a fool!"

The only thing he was thinking in his mind was that this time he must catch the young marquis in one swoop.

Speaking of the young marquis, he received a letter from his grandmother Sun early in the morning. The crumpled black words in his hands made him particularly angry.

Gao Yuan was still casually eating melon seeds on the side, but when he saw his expression, he immediately sat upright on the armchair.

"Young Marquis, what are you doing..."

"Tang Yuwei is a very cunning guy. With just a few words, he made my grandmother write a letter to force me to stop thinking about the eldest daughter of the Xue family."

The young marquis was so angry that he even disliked the girl who served him tea, "Get out!"

"I'll take my leave," the little girl timidly carried the plate and returned the same way.

Gao Yuan saw that the little girl had a slim figure and looked very much like someone. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"If the eldest lady doesn't work, then the second lady will do. They are all from the Xue family anyway!"

"Second Miss!" The young marquis picked up the cup and was about to drink it all in one gulp, but the tea was too hot. He was so angry that he threw the cup out of the door, "A vicious woman who killed her mother is worthy of this?"

"Young Marquis, the government hasn't issued a notice on whether or not he murdered his mother! Besides, how can a dignified left-hand minister be willing to bear the infamy of his daughter murdering her mother? After all, she was the daughter he raised."

The young marquis raised his lips when he heard this, "Good boy, you have an idea!"