Chapter 158

This person was indeed as Yang Biao said, a talent in both civil and military affairs, with very good ability.

Over the past few years, he had governed Lujiang in an orderly manner, and the key was that he was very honest as a person and as an official.

Of course, Liu Hong knew why Yang Biao recommended Yang Xu, because this person had once served as a Cao-official in Yang Ci's mansion, and the relationship between them was self-evident.

Therefore, Liu Hong didn't wait for Lord Yuan Feng to say anything and immediately waved his hand and announced: "Very good! Since Minister Yang recommends this person, then let this person serve as the new Administrator of Nanyang!"

"I hope he won't disappoint me this time! Court dismissed!"

After finishing, Liu Hong didn't give Lord Yuan Feng and the others a chance to speak and ran away directly.

Leaving behind Lord Yuan Feng, Lord Yuan Wei, and others with gloomy faces.

After everyone left the court hall,

Lord Yuan Wei directly chased after Yang Biao, who had a triumphant face, and said hatefully: "Yang Wenxian, you have good means! You caught us off guard!"

"You are very good. We will play slowly in the future, humph!"

After finishing, Lord Yuan Wei flicked his sleeves, returned to his elder brother Lord Yuan Feng's side, and helped him walk out of the imperial palace.

Watching their departing figures, Yang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly.

An official on the side couldn't help but worry and said: "Lord Wenxian! Is it really okay for us to offend the Lord Yuan clan like this?"

"You know, the Lord Yuan clan's strength in the imperial court is too great, and their momentum is overwhelming. Confronting them at this time is quite unwise!"

Yang Biao sneered upon hearing this: "Hehe! Unwise? Not necessarily!"

"The Lord Yuan clan has been too overbearing over the past few years! They want to grab everything and monopolize everything, which has long since caused dissatisfaction among many gentry!"

"I am just one of them!"

"Moreover, the Lord Yuan clan has been the Three Excellencies for four generations, and their students and former officials are all over the world. Is my Yang clan worse than them?"

"No! My Yang clan has been the Three Excellencies for five generations, not a bit worse than their Lord Yuan clan."

"Why should I give up what the Lord Yuan clan wants?"

"Sili is my Yang clan's territory, and Nanyang is adjacent to Sili, making its location too critical. How can I tolerate them continuing to reach out?"

"Where would that put my Hongnong Yang clan?"

"Furthermore, last time with Qin Jie, my father had already given in once!"

"How can we give in again this time?"

"My father was old at that time and had lost his sharpness, only wanting to preserve the family and maintain a stable situation."

"But I am different! I am still young, so I should compete and fight with the Lord Yuan clan, hehe!"

His Yang clan's base was in Sili. Could their influence here be worse than the Lord Yuan clan's?

Just wait and see.

Lord Yuan Wei and the others wouldn't really think that he didn't know anything about their involvement in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, right?

In his view, the entire Lord Yuan clan was full of wolfish ambition.

They had likely already developed a disloyal heart, wanting to change the world.

Simply ridiculous.

"That is also true! I support Lord Wenxian!"

The official hurriedly agreed.

"We do too!"

Then, the group of officials surrounding Yang Biao also expressed their stance one after another.

"Haha! Very good!"

Yang Biao stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes narrowing: "You don't need to worry. I see that Lord Yuan Feng is already terminally ill, looking like he doesn't have long to live; I estimate he won't live much longer."

"Once he is gone, the Lord Yuan clan's influence and prestige will inevitably be greatly reduced."

"Relying solely on Lord Yuan Wei, I am not afraid of him at all."

This was also one of the reasons why Yang Biao chose to make trouble this time and launch a counterattack against the Lord Yuan clan.

He had long ago had physiognomists and physicians look at Lord Yuan Feng from a distance, and Lord Yuan Feng's lifespan was less than a month.

Within a month, he would definitely die.

The Great Han was not so easy to scheme against and plot against.

The Son of Heaven might not know, but the Golden Dragon of Luck was not so easy to fool.

Under the backlash of luck, not only Lord Yuan Feng, but Lord Yuan Wei and others in the future would likely suffer.

So! His Yang clan had never thought of usurping the Han; they just needed to maintain sufficient power and interests.

There have only ever been thousand-year families, not thousand-year dynasties.

The world is not so easy to sit upon.

Lord Yuan Wei, after returning to his mansion,

slammed the table indignantly: "Damn Yang Biao, where did he get the guts to dare to oppose us and snatch our position as Administrator of Nanyang?"

"Heh!"

Lord Yuan Feng sneered upon hearing this.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Then he couldn't help but cough for a long time. The maid on the side hurriedly patted his back and fed him tea. He gradually calmed down, his face becoming even more sallow. He scolded his younger brother: "Enough! You only know how to get angry when you encounter things. What is the use?"

"You think he got the guts from where?"

"What do you think the Hongnong Yang clan is? Their influence in the imperial court is not smaller than ours."

"In the past, when Yang Ci was alive, because of his age and different way of handling things, he was relatively tolerant of us, and we should be glad he didn't fight us!"

"Now, Yang Ci is gone, and he has been replaced by the younger Yang Biao, which is naturally different."

"Young people, isn't it normal to be impulsive?"

"But..."

Lord Yuan Wei said unhappily: "But he shouldn't have snatched our position as Administrator of Nanyang."

"Doesn't he know how much effort we spent and how much we paid to take this position as Administrator of Nanyang and to take Nanyang?"

"Heh!"

Lord Yuan Feng sneered again: "It is precisely because he knows this that he chose to do so!"

"Because he is not Yang Ci, he feels the danger!"

"After all, Nanyang is too close to Sili."

"This place is within the reach of their influence, so it is normal for them to compete for it!"

"But this actually doesn't matter!"

"We still have time."

"Yang Xu's ability is indeed very good, and he is also a smart person, at least he won't oppose us."

"During his tenure, we can still secretly expand our influence in Nanyang, which won't have much impact."

"Yang Biao is ultimately too young, not as good as his father."

"He thinks that because Yang Xu once served as a Cao-official in his mansion, Yang Xu will follow him in everything?"

"I can only say, he thinks too much!"

"People like Yang Xu will not be easily swayed by gratitude, cough, cough, cough..."

Lord Yuan Wei heard his elder brother's analysis, and the anger in his heart quickly dissipated, his eyes beginning to brighten: "Brother, you are right!"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Seeing Lord Yuan Feng still coughing non-stop, his face beginning to flush unnaturally;

Lord Yuan Wei looked over with concern and asked: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Cough, cough, cough... ho ho... ho..."

"Brother! Brother, what is wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

"Someone! Come quickly! Go and invite the imperial physician, quickly!!!"

"....."

Seeing Lord Yuan Feng's throat blocked by a piece of old phlegm, unable to catch his breath.

Lord Yuan Wei panicked, hurriedly stepped forward to help, and at the same time, shouted in a panic.

However, by the time the imperial physician arrived, Lord Yuan Feng had already stopped breathing.

"Grand Tutor Lord Yuan! Please restrain your grief, Lord Lord Yuan Feng has already passed!"

"No! Impossible! My brother is wise and martial, how could he just leave like this? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Unfortunately! Heaven's will has a constant number, which Lord Yuan Wei's will cannot sway.