Yang Chengye laughed, "Uncle, have you forgotten there's a nephew-in-law in the Southern Border Town?"
Yang Mingzhao was taken aback, then immediately thought of Yang Wanqing.
"You want to drag the Qu family into this?"
Yang Chengye's lips curled slightly, "It's inevitable, but there's no rush. We can take it slow!"
"Once I raise troops in Chongshan Town, the Qu family will have to make a choice. With Wanqing there, Duke Xing is sure to choose us!"
"But what we can offer the Qu family isn't much, at most another hereditary duke title, so in fact, I hope they don't leave Southern Border Town!"
Yang Mingzhao laughed heartily, "You, indeed, think quite far ahead!"
Yang Chengye didn't hide it, "There's no choice, at this point, I naturally have to think long-term!"
"Duke Xing, Marquis Changping, Marquis Haichang, Uncle Anshun, these are all our family's through marriage, so we should win them over!"
