Xiao Yu clutched his clothes tightly and lowered his head.

Yang Gan said, "Don't worry, as long as you are loyal, not to mention Prime Minister Shang Guo, even the heads of King Shang Guo and the Prime Minister will be given to you."

"Sir, I understand."

"Can I send more people to observe it? If they have no transactions or additional transactions, I can gain some gains."

"Okay, I'm tired, you can go down."

Xiao Yu nodded and walked outside.

In this era, there are no kings who want their ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. Yang Qian really needs to think carefully about the issue of loyalty to his subordinates.

Zhang Yumeng came up with the people from the inn, assembled the wooden barrels, and buckets of scalding water. After waiting for the restaurant to crowd in, he asked.

"I heard what you said to Xiao Yu. Do you even doubt Xiao Yu now?" Zhang Yumeng really couldn't figure it out.

Yang Gan untied his clothes and lay down with a comfortable expression on his face, "Oh~~~~~~! It feels so good."

"I'm asking you something." Zhang Yumeng immediately said, baring his teeth and claws.

Yang Qian took out his ears and turned around with a satisfied look on his face, not looking at her.

Zhang Yumeng pouted and said, "What's wrong? You're angry. Don't be like this. We also care about you..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yumeng became even more angry and said anxiously, "You're just talking. Do you know how worried I am? If you hadn't come back, I would have thought you went to buy cakes."

"Tsk~~~ I know you are right, but I almost died on the mountain and couldn't come back, so why don't you make me angry?" Yang Gan looked at Zhang Yumeng impatiently.

As a star, she was also a talented person who was proficient in chemistry, physics, and mechanics, and she was from the same hometown. Yang Gan knew that no matter how cruel he was, it would be difficult to be angry with her.

It’s so difficult~~~!

"Shangguo is very likely to go to war with Xiaguo. Xiao Yu is from Shangguo. It's normal for me to give him a beating. If he betrays the enemy, we may not even have the people to collect the corpse."

Zhang Yumeng gradually calmed down her temper and said unconvinced, "Then you can't treat Xiao Yu like this. She shouldn't betray you. She is so loyal to you."

Yang Qian kept wiping his body with a towel. This time he not only wanted to wash away the dirt, but also the bad luck.

"You know what the heck, I will arrange it. I want to strengthen the loyalty of my subordinates."

"Isn't it just giving money and status?"

"Wrong, very wrong."

Zhang Yumeng asked curiously, "Then what should I give? Is it possible to give it to a woman instead of a man?"

Yang Gan smiled and said, "I can give you goals and dreams."

Zhang Yumeng looked at Yang Qian in disbelief. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Awesome, I admire you. You really have a way. That vixen can explain it to you."

"Hey, hey, hey, what is a vixen? Someone has a name, okay?" Yang Qian said dissatisfied.

"Hmph, with a foxy face, he must not be a good person."

"Hey, jealousy can make women ugly. I didn't think so before, but now I know." Yang Ganyi pointed out.

"Humph, you promised that I will be your wife from now on."

"Please, now is not the time to discuss this matter." Yang Gan rubbed his head with a headache.

"We need to enroll students quickly now and then encourage some people to bring Yuntong County up, otherwise the future will be in jeopardy."

The governance of a place made Yang Qian understand

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, why the power of the clan is so great, because it monopolizes the talent market.

What is the most expensive thing in the 21st century? Talent is the most expensive thing. Wrong, big mistake.

Not in the 21st century, but in the entire history of mankind, talent is the most expensive thing. Whether loyal or treacherous, one person can be worth more than ten thousand people. How could it not be talent that can make a country prosper or collapse?

Yang Qian made up his mind this time. If he wants to live well in this world, he must continue to strengthen himself, otherwise he won't even know how to write the word "death" in the end.

"Okay, I'm yours anyway, you have to support me for the rest of my life." Zhang Yumeng raised her fist, showing a cute look.

From daily interactions, Zhang Yumeng understood that there was a big gap between herself and Yang Gan in terms of Yin people, and if she wanted to live a good life in this era and live without worries, she could only rely on Yang Gan.

Zhang Yumeng finally understood that the thinking of ancient people was completely different from that of modern people. If it weren't for Yang Gan, no matter who he relied on, there would be no bones left.

"Zhang Yumeng, please help me. If this era was after the Han Dynasty, it would be much easier to operate, because at that time Confucianism was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but it is not possible now. Each country's political philosophy is different, just like the Xia Kingdom used Legalism to govern the country .”

"Legalism? Isn't it the rule of law? A country with a rule of law would be better."

At this time, Bellica walked in from outside the door, helped Yang Gan clean his body, and helped him get dressed.

After washing, a handsome and handsome man appeared in the eyes of the two women. He smoothed his hair and smiled at Zhang Yumeng. "The punishment is unpredictable, and the power is unpredictable. Legalism is Legalism, and Legalism does not represent the rule of law."

"It is undeniable that Legalism has many advantages, but it also has many fatal shortcomings. This is why I came to Shexia Academy. I used to be just an office worker. Let alone manage a country, even if I was asked to manage a The counties are all in trouble, so we have to learn."

"You two need to study." After Yang Gan finished speaking, he added another sentence and walked outside.

"Yang Gan, where are you going?" Belika asked.

"Go find Mu Qing."

"No need to go, she has already left. She said she has a house in the west of the city." Belika finished as usual, speaking in the simplest terms.

Yang Gan shook his head and started to sort out his repairs. It seemed that he had to choose a time to go to the academy. It would be difficult for transfer students to integrate.

"Are you sad that the little vixen is gone?" Zhang Yumeng said to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian pursed his lips and said, "Tsk, can't you give others some respect? Besides, nothing happened between me and her, and nothing is likely to happen. More friends means more paths."

"I can't speak to you. You are the most reasonable. You are just a bully." Zhang Yumeng walked out the door angrily.

Yang Gan gave Belika a look, and the latter understood and immediately followed him. This was not his territory, so he had to keep a low profile.

In many TV dramas, the bloody plot is that the male and female protagonists quarrel, and the female protagonist runs out and is kidnapped by the enemy to threaten the male protagonist.

This kind of plot is almost a common tactic used in many police and gangster movies. How could Yang Qian, who loves police and gangster movies, not beware of this trick?

Yang Qian lay on the bed with his clothes closed, thinking about something on his mind, and fell asleep due to fatigue and lack of rest.

This sleep only lasted a day and a night. I was so tired that Zhang Yumeng went back and forth several times and found that Yang Qian was still sleeping.

This time Yang Gan almost died, which made Krisna feel that she had seriously neglected her duty, so she also climbed into Yang Gan's bed, euphemistically calling it protection.

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This made Zhang Yumeng tremble with anger, but he didn't say anything. Knowing Krisna's temper, if he criticized her, he would definitely be pressed on the bed and rubbed by her with one hand.

Yang Gan was the number one loser and was loyal to him. Zhang Yumeng even suspected that she would never even blink if Yang Gan asked her to kill him.

The next day.

Yang Gan struggled to wake up, squinting his eyes and looking hazy. He stretched out his hand, and a cup of tea was already placed in his hand.

After drinking a glass of cold water, Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm alive."

When he saw the person in front of him, Yang Gan was stunned for a moment, "Christina? Why are you on my bed?"

Krisna smiled, lowered her head and said, "You were almost in danger. I feel like I'm not very competent. Plus I was sleeping so deeply, so I came here to protect you personally."

Yang Qian thought about what happened during this period, and nodded silently, "Well done, I still say the same thing, it's not your own territory, and safety comes first."

"Dong dong dong~~~~!"

"Master, are you awake?" Fei Lian's voice came in.

"come in."

At this time, the door opened, and a few strong men walked in carrying a piece of bright white metal with sharp water chestnuts.

"Touch~~~!"

After putting it down, there was a muffled sound and the floor made a "squeaking" sound.

Yang Gan, Krisna and Zhang Yumeng sat on the bed with their eyes wide open.

"Fei Lian, why are you giving me a piece of iron so early in the morning? Are you making pickles?"

Fei Lian wiped his sweat, pointed at the metal and said, "Sir, you don't know, I asked more than a dozen people to go to the cliff where you left your mark. This thing looks like a small piece sticking out, but it's actually buried in the soil." It's bigger. If there hadn't been a mudslide, I don't know when this thing would have seen the light of day."

After Yang Gan jumped out of bed, he kept looking around and saw that the metal block was covered with dense holes. He touched it and found that it was cold. It didn't look very big at all, just as big as a small box. volume of.

"Have you been weighed?"

"I just tried it, it's about 20 stone."

Yang Gan's eyes widened. Such a small thing actually weighed 20 kilograms. If one stone is 120 kilograms, then the conversion is 60 kilograms.

20 shi is 1,200 kilograms, Nima, one ton is enough.

Seeing the strange thing, everyone gathered around it. Zhang Yumeng looked around the metal, took out his pocket knife and scratched it hard a few times, and then smelled it strangely.

"Hey, what are you doing? I can smell it, but I don't know how many years it has been buried in the mountain."

Zhang Yumeng crossed his arms, shook his head, and fell into thinking.

"Please, stop being so pretentious and tell me your opinion."

"This is a meteorite."

"Meteorite?"

Zhang Yumeng frowned, obviously looking confused, "Yes, generally meteorites are divided into stony meteorites, iron meteorites, and stony iron meteorites. This is a typical iron meteorite. Although iron is actually a mixture of iron and nickel, this meteorite is strange. Very..."

"Tell me, what's strange? The place where this thing protrudes is a bit sharp, and it almost cut off the vine I climbed down." Yang Qian became more and more curious about things.

Zhang Yumeng kept checking the meteorite, tapping it with his hands, and started to detect it using some tools-free means.
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