In the areas outside the customs of the Dali Dynasty, a protective palace was generally set up to take charge of the affairs outside the customs. It was a self-contained entity and governed one area. It was a true prince.

Heifeng Village is located in a dangerous place outside the customs. It is about three hundred miles away from the Western Region Protectorate. It can be said that it is outside the jurisdiction of the Protectorate. However, the Protectorate sends soldiers every year to sweep away bandits in all directions. Sometimes the Black Wind Village

The people in Fengzhai also had to retreat in advance, wait for the people from the Duhufu to sweep away, and then return to the stronghold to continue their career of robbing families and homes.

After Yang Xingzhou took over Heifeng Village, he became even more careful about the people in the Western Regions Protectorate. He specially sent his spies in the village to do business and open shops near the Protectorate, and to inquire about military movements at any time, in order to prevent sudden attacks by officers and soldiers, which would lead to the Black Wind Village.

The whole army in Fengzhai was wiped out.

Because of this, he was very familiar with the officials of the Duhu Mansion, as well as the family situation of Mou Haifeng, the former Duhu. Mou Haifeng had three sons and two daughters, two of whom married into the capital, and the two sons went to other places.

On the local shepherd's side, only the third son Mou Yunsheng accompanied Mou Haifeng in the Duhu Mansion to see the scenery outside the customs. He was still young and could not take charge of the affairs. He spent his days fighting eagles and fighting dogs, wandering around the country. It is said that he was a sensual and sensual dogfighter.

A disciple, a waste-like existence.

But seeing that he was able to beat the yellow and black tigers in the village to a point where they were helpless, it was enough to show that he had some skills, and the word "waste" had nothing to do with him.

Faced with a person of this status, Yang Xingzhou couldn't let anyone in even if he didn't want them to come in. Otherwise, as long as this kid asked his father to mobilize a group of people to sweep away the Black Wind Stronghold, I'm afraid the Black Wind Stronghold would really be in the northwest.

Removed.

"Ah ha, it turns out that the Third Young Master is coming to this place, which really makes Yang frightened. Come here, please open the door, and please be kind to the Third Young Master!"

After Yang Xingzhou read the famous post, his face was full of joy, he cupped his hands and smiled and said: "I didn't know that the third young master came to this place, and Yang was a little distant to welcome him. I forgive you, I forgive you!"

He laughed and walked forward. As he walked, he whispered to the Wanhei Python next to him: "Let everyone get ready when we go back. If there is any change, listen to me and throw a cup as a signal. Close the village gate and kill the mother."

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Wan Hei Python asked: "Master, who are these three young masters?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Don't ask, if you know his identity, I guarantee you won't dare to take action against him!"

Wan Hei Python was shocked: "If you say that, I won't even dare to take action against him!"

Knowing that the matter was urgent, he immediately shouted and led a group of people back to the stronghold, leaving a group of people to guard the gate of the stronghold, while the rest all filed in and entered the stronghold to follow the arrangements.

Mou Yunsheng rode to the gate of the village, got off his horse, looked at the soldiers in the village, raised his eyebrows, and praised: "The master of Yangzhai trains good soldiers!"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "It's just a joke. How can we, the stragglers, get into the eyes of the Fang family? It's not worth a penny, it's not worth a penny!"

Mou Yunsheng had seen Yang Xingzhou throw a spear at him from afar, and said that Yang Xingzhou from Black Wind Village was a middle-aged strong man. Now that he was getting closer, he saw that Yang Xingzhou had a slender figure, a jade face, and red lips.

Wearing embroidered clothes and a long sword hanging from the waist, standing at the gate of the village, he looks like a jade tree in the wind, indescribably chic and elegant.

He is just like a romantic and talented man who is well-read in poetry and books. How does he look like a mountain king who has jurisdiction over thousands of people in Heifeng Village?

Regardless of men or women, as long as they are good-looking, they are born with a lot of conveniences. This is the case for Yang Xingzhou. At this time, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and held out his hands to greet him. Mou Yunsheng immediately felt good about him, and thought to himself: "I don't want to be in the harsh mountains and rivers.

Such a hero has emerged!"

Not wanting to be rude at the moment, he held up his hands and said with a smile: "Yunsheng came to visit rashly on a whim. Please don't blame me, Brother Yang!"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Where is it? The third young master came to my Black Wind Village. That is a great thing that will make our village shine. We usually don't even dare to think about it. We didn't expect that you are so proud of us today. We are only surprised.

How can there be any intention of blaming? Come in quickly, come in quickly!"

Mou Yunsheng was even more happy when he saw that Yang Xingzhou's words were appropriate. As the third son of the Duhu Mansion, he usually had high eyesight, and ordinary people could not see him. When he saw Yang Xingzhou today, he was walking like a dragon.

Hubu spoke in a carefree and elegant manner. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He thought to himself: "If I had such a book boy with me, I would be more prosperous than my elder brother! It's a pity that Brother Yang was born a bandit. I couldn't help but check it out and couldn't take it out.

What a pity, what a pity!”

Yang Xingzhou saw Mou Yunsheng's eyes flashing and thought to himself: "Damn it, I don't know what this kid is thinking about. As long as you speak nicely, what will happen if Master Yang flatters you a few words? But if you go too far, I will kill you with a knife."

Take your head off!”

The two of them walked through the street with their own thoughts, and came to a courtyard. This courtyard was specially used by Heifeng Village to entertain distinguished guests. The guests and the host were seated.

After a few polite words, Mou Yunsheng said with a smile: "Brother Yang, my father loves calligraphy very much. Whenever he has a little leisure time, he will practice calligraphy on the sand table. His calligraphy has been praised by many famous artists, and he is called the "Northwest Calligrapher".

First'."

Yang Xingzhou touched his palms in admiration and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, who in the northwest knows about Mou Duhu using a sand table to practice calligraphy? Other high-ranking officials practice calligraphy with silk, cloth, bamboo slips and other objects.

Tools, but Mou Duhu cherished material resources and refused to do such a luxury, so he practiced calligraphy on a sand table, saving a lot of silk, bamboo slips, and fine leather!"

When he said this, he said with a serious face: "After hearing this news, I was greatly moved. I, the majestic Protector of the Western Regions, am so diligent and frugal, which really makes me admire you. I thought about it, and used the sand table

After all, practicing calligraphy would be a loss of status as a Protector-General, but using sheepskin, bamboo slips and other items would be a waste of people's livelihood. Therefore, the villain thought hard, and his hair turned several gray, before he came up with a way to make paper. But this paper

It has just been produced, and after all, it is difficult to guarantee its quality, so I don’t dare to donate it to Lord Protector rashly.”

Mou Yunsheng was surprised and happy, and said with a smile: "Oh? So it turns out that Brother Yang's original intention of making paper was for my father?"

Yang Xingzhou said with a serious face: "To be honest, I have been admiring the reputation of your Majesty the Protector for a long time! It's just that I came from a humble background and dare not meet him. Now my papermaking skills have become increasingly mature, and I dedicated this papermaking skill to you."

Your Majesty, it’s a good time! The Young Master has arrived just in time, so I will pass this papermaking technique directly through the Young Master’s hands and dedicate it to the Protector!”

Mou Yunsheng was overjoyed: "Brother Yang, are you serious about what you said?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Who in the world doesn't know that Yang Xingzhou is a good man, a true gentleman?"

Mou Yunsheng came to the outside world for the papermaking technology of Heifeng Village. Before, he was worried that Heifeng Village would keep its secrets secret, so he prepared to join forces with Ehugou and others to attack Heifeng Village and force the people of Heifeng Village to hand over their secret papermaking skills.

At that time, Heifeng Stronghold was destroyed, the benefits were monopolized, and then presented to the imperial court in this way. Naturally, his father's position as Protector became somewhat more secure.

Unexpectedly, when he came to Heifeng Village today, Yang Xingzhou had just begun to speak, and Yang Xingzhou went straight to the topic. He had already intended to offer the papermaking method, and all the things he had done in advance turned out to be completely useless.

Mou Yunsheng was overjoyed and said: "Brother Yang, as long as you dedicate your papermaking skills to my father, as long as it is something that is not too difficult to do, just ask it and I will promise to do it for you without any shirk!"

After Yang Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, he said: "Forget it, it's very difficult for me to be a villain, so I'd better not mention it. We at Black Wind Village will donate this papermaking technology to the Protector for free!"
Chapter completed!