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Chapter 43: Raising Horses with Eight Arrays

Yang Guang suddenly lost his mood because he was still very worried about what was going on in the palace. Although he had just joined hands with the monk to act very well in front of Yang Jian, he knew that if Yuwen Yun did not die tonight, he would not escape the blame, let alone the monk's unluckyness. At least from now on, Yang Jian will take him seriously and take him into consideration differently, which is definitely not a good thing!

Whenever he came to such a critical moment, he always subconsciously wanted to smoke, but he didn't. As for Monk Bujie, he was absolutely fine. Although he didn't know his true background, his skills were definitely not weak, and Du Meiyue would not leave any room for her feet.

He suddenly wanted to go out to ride a horse, but it was dark, why didn't Xiao Heizi come back to have a meal? He became irritable for a moment, but he didn't want to show it in front of Du Meiyue, especially Bujie.

But Bujie, who was squatting in the corner of the wall, covered the little monk's death, gritted his teeth and spoke to him, just like a worm in his stomach. "Second Master, don't worry, what should come will always come... Oh... This female donor is a little too ruthless... Oh... Now the monk has become an eunuch..."

Yang Guang did not laugh this time, but on the contrary, his sense of urgency was even more urgent. Why was he so nervous now? Because he didn't have the strength at all, and everything he passively did is almost just to save his life.

But now he is Yang Guang, the Duke of Yanmen County, Yang Guang, and will soon become King Yang Guang of Jin. Will he die if he doesn't become an emperor?

Originally, he believed that he would never die if he traveled through time, but after he personally experienced a face-to-face confrontation with Yuwen Yun, he quickly discovered that his life was always in his hands and had nothing to do with traveling through time.

If he cannot establish his own direct power at the fastest speed and cannot rise quickly, then he might be killed one day, and the person who killed him is likely to be his elder brother Yang Guang.

Or those bird characters who he doesn't know yet yet!

To put it bluntly, the best way to attack is to defend and save lives is to be strong enough that no one dares to make his decision!

Thinking of this, he personally reached out to help the monk who was grinning in pain and grinned and sat on the stool, then waved his hand to Du Meiyue, "Boss, go and prepare the meal. It's too late, call Xiao Heizi and the others back!"

When Du Meiyue saw that her master was so serious that she was never afraid to do it again. She found that the longer she contacted her, the more she became afraid of the handsome little master in front of her. She didn't know why, but this feeling became stronger and stronger anyway.

Yang Guang wiped the monk's bald head with his own hands and brought a jar of osmanthus fragrance to the kitchen. He played with the monk and drank big bowls of wine. For the first time in his life, he discovered that there was really nothing more comfortable, more enjoyable and easier to forget than drinking.

"Haha, monk, come on, do it, there is wine today and you are drunk today, don't wait for the golden cup to face the moon!"

The monk was also surprised. It was obviously painful, but after drinking a bowl of osmanthus wine with fragrance, it was all right away. It hurts? Go, it hurts, drink, drink the flower wine brewed by the beauty, hahaha!

"Second Young Master, you are really the star of Wenqu. This is a great sentence for all ages. I admire you, admire you, the little monk wishes you a cup!"

Yang Guang grinned, "Forget it, don't be foolish, tell the truth, monk, how do you think I should run this horse farm?"

The monk was stunned when he heard this, and looked around and no one was around, then he whispered, "Of course, he secretly went to Chencang. He was raising horses on the surface, but in fact he recruited soldiers and established his own direct lineage! Don't worry about money and grain. Baoguang Temple has 800 acres of temple production, and all the rent collected every year will be used to support you!"

Yang Guang was also stunned and realized for a long time. Yes, what he was most worried about was money. He could not move around the world without money. Why did he forget that the large temples in ancient times were all big landlords, and hundreds of acres of fertile land rewarded by the court were their own private property, and the inheritance from generation to generation was repeated.

But there is no free lunch in this world, especially opposite him is Yuan Tiangang, the number one demon in the ages, grandma. He has to be careful of this monk who has never been able to locate it.

"You? Stop bragging. What qualifications do you have to use temple property if you are not the abbot? Besides, if someone knows that my second son of the Duke of Sui State actually accepted donations from a bald monk in private, wouldn't that make people laugh? No, no!"

The monk raised his hand and drank a bowl of flower wine, with full contempt on his face, "Tsk, the second young master doesn't care where the money comes from, the second young master only cares about having money. The second young master refuses to accept it because he is worried that the monk will make things difficult for him. Don't worry, the monk's support for you voluntarily. Don't worry about how I get the temple property. Anyway, this matter is settled. God knows you and I know, and there are no additional conditions!"

"But there is a saying that the young monk has to ask the second young master again. Are you really unwilling to give it to the monk? Don't worry, the monk can tell you with his head in the future that you will have many women, more than the emperor who will return to the West soon, and all of them are beautiful and obedient, so you don't lack one, right? Besides, no matter how many beauties in the world, you can't get every skill!"

Yang Guang looked at him with great disdain, "There is no such thing, so don't mention it again in the future. But... But if you tell me the name of the woman you want now, maybe I will agree to you with the alcohol!"

Bujie doubted the authenticity of Yang Guang's words very much, but this was indeed the first time Yang Guang said, but he was beaten to death and could not say it, "It's not that I won't say it, Second Young Master, this is called a secret of heaven..."

This time he made preparations in advance. Before he finished speaking, he held the wine bowl and went seven or eight meters further away, but Yang Guang looked like he had no intention of raising his feet. On the contrary, he just waved his hand abnormally, "Forget it, come and have a drink. Although I am a little violent sometimes, remember that I will never hit you for the second time in a day."

The monk was overjoyed and immediately came back to express his gratitude, "Thank you, the second young master, for being generous, do it!"

But he just drank half of the bowl of wine and said Yang Guang's remaining words came again, "But, you say in front of me that you can't reveal what secrets you can't reveal. I'm destined to hit you once. It's true that I won't hit you twice in a day, but I can keep the account and calculate it later, because I'm afraid that I can't control myself and I'll have no choice but to play in the future!"

The monk was choked, wasted half a bowl of wine in vain, so he quickly looked for the steps, "Hehe, cough, actually, the little monk has been studying Zhuge Kongming's Eight Formation Map recently, and he has gained something. It just happened to be a Wei River across the second young master's horse farm, and the Eight Formation Map happened to be born from the water. The little monk thought that since it started from scratch, why not build the horse farm in the form of the Eight Formation Map? On the surface, it was just to raise horses and no one could see it. However, soldiers can train the formation behind their backs and defend against the enemy at critical moments. This suburban horse farm will really become the second young master's own base camp by then!"

"The little monk has thought about it, but it is not difficult. The eight formations of heaven, earth, wind, clouds, dragons, tigers, birds, and snakes are just in eight directions. The eight arrays are set up into grasslands, stables, horse training fields, horse drinking fields, war horse dragon cavalry, war horses**, flying pigeon camp, and black snake camp!"
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