Yang Cheng.

At the north city gate, the army holding high the banner of the word "emperor" galloped towards the river.

In the golden sedan chair protected by layers, Ying Xuemei clutched the envelope.

"Brother Fengqing - there are a lot of big things happening, I can't wait for you, I'm waiting for you in the capital. ”

At the same time, more than 1,000 people holding the Shao character flag high at the West City Gate rushed into the city, leaving an eye on the ground.

The soldiers at the city gate rubbed their eyes again, and there was no need to ask anyone, and the expressions of everyone around them showed that what they had seen before was true.

Shao Gongzi, who was powerful in Yang Cheng, actually injured an arm.

This was something that could make Yang Cheng shake three times, but compared to the scene they saw later, it was nothing at all.

Their Shao Gongzi was slapped on the back of the head by a young man!

"Who's that man—Childe?"

"I don't know. ”

"It looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, at this age, except for General Beigong, who is in the middle of the day, which son of our Guangwu can make the son so obedient?!"

"I don't know, don't ask, do your own thing!"

......

Outside Ying Xuemei's temporary residence.

You don't have to go in, just look at the loose guards and know that Ying Xuemei is no longer here.

"Childe, wait a while, I'll ask where the emperor is. ”

Shao Chenghao turned over and dismounted and ran into the mansion, Yang Fengqing shouted behind him: "There are still people from Yinghe!"

"Yes. ”

After more than ten breaths, Shao Chenghao ran out.

"Childe, the emperor has returned to Linhe, and the people of Sakura and Sakura have returned to Sakura. ”

"When did you leave?"

"The emperor was an hour ago, and Sakurawa's people had been gone for three hours. Three hours was enough time for them to reach the banks of the Minzi River, and they thought that they had already entered Lingnan by boat. ”

Yang Fengqing jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the mansion.

"You're all waiting here, you take me to the place where Sakura and the people lived!"

"Yes. ”

The courtyard where Sakura and people live is some distance away from the courtyard gate, and when you enter the courtyard, there are still some things that are unique to Sakura and people in the courtyard.

"Go and call all those who serve them."

"Yes!"

After a while, more than a dozen young maids came into the courtyard.

"Which of you has served Qiongmei?!, it's the injured Sakura and the county lord!"

The three maids walked out, Yang Fengqing didn't wait for them to speak, and continued to ask: "Take me to the room where you washed and dressed her!"

The maids glanced at Yang Fengqing a few times strangely, but it was okay, anyway, he was disfigured again.

"Yes!"

The room where Huyan Qiongmei stayed was the one in the middle of the courtyard, and when she walked into the room, Yang Fengqing could still smell the smell of Huyan Qiongmei.

In the room, Yang Fengqing waved to the three maids and Shao Chenghao.

"Let's all go out first. ”

"Yes. ”

Yang Fengqing walked to the wooden barrel for washing, it was still a little damp, but there was nothing in it.

On the wooden shelf on the right side hung the clothes, which he had personally put on for Huyan Qiongmei last night.

I picked up my clothes and flipped through them carefully, but I still didn't find anything.

Walking slowly around the room, his hand raised, stroking everything he could see.

After a full hour, Yang Fengqing returned to the same place.

"Nothing?!Qiongmei, you-"

The bucket he leaned on could not bear his weight and fell aside.

Yang Fengqing jumped to the side and quietly watched the bucket spinning, rolling, and clattering.

When the bucket was still again, there was a puddle of water on the ground, and the mouth of the bucket was facing him.

He turned his head, then quickly turned back, staring at the edge of the bottom of the barrel, his furrowed brow loosening abruptly.

Walk quickly to the barrel, reach to the bottom of the barrel, and wipe the remaining boiling water.

Knock Throat –

The barrel rolled again, and Yang Fengqing slowly got up, a wry smile flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, I got it. ”

One last glance across the room, turning to leave.

Shao Chenghao saw that Yang Fengqing's face was not very good, and said in a low voice: "Childe, I have sent someone to chase after Yinghe's people, if it-"

"No, call them back. ”

"Ahh

"Where are you going?!"

Yang Fengqing looked up at the sky that he had been looking at for thirteen years and had missed for five years.

"Is the Yang Mansion still there?"

"In. ”

"Go back to Yang Mansion. ”

"Yes. ”

......

There are more than 300,000 people in Yangcheng, seven miles long from east to west, and ten miles long from north to south.

The city lord's mansion in the city, many fishermen in the south of the city, many rice in the north of the city, many mansions in the west of the city, and many caravans in the east of the city.

Like other cities, two thoroughfares run north, south, east and west.

Qianqi walked east along the east-west avenue, attracting the attention of the people on the street.

When you reach the west of the city and the middle of the city, there are more trees on both sides of the avenue.

Between the two thousand-year-old locust trees, a courtyard gate looms.

In the amazed eyes of the nearby people, Qianqi stopped in front of the courtyard gate.

A man came down from the carriage at the front, and then three men and a little girl, who stood motionless in front of the courtyard gate.

Crunch –

A dying old man slowly walked out of the open courtyard door, although his back was like a bow, but he exuded neither humility nor arrogance.

The dim eyes swept outside, and when he saw Yang Fengqing, the dim eyes burst out with a clear light.

"Y-you-your-"

A tear dripped from Yang Fengqing's eyes, and then the tears that fell down formed two long lines on his face.

Walking towards the old man, the old man's breath of neither humility nor arrogance collapsed in an instant, like a three-year-old child, howling but not crying.

"Woo-sir-sir, did you see that?!"

The old man knelt on his knees, and Yang Fengqing hurriedly grabbed him.

"Grandpa Fuju—"

Fuju broke free from Yang Fengqing's pull and threw himself to the ground.

There is no shortage of smart people in Qianqi, and their eyes are great.

Although the Yang family has disappeared, Yuzhou is still there, and Pang Huiying is still there.

Fuju, who has served the Yang family for three generations, guards the Yang Mansion and is a person that everyone in Yuzhou, including Pang Huiying, respects immensely.

Even if the prince came to Yangcheng a few years ago, when he entered the Yang Mansion, he would salute Fuju.

And now, he was throwing himself to a man who had suddenly arrived! Who was this man?

Fuju's head bumped heavily on the stone slab several times, and he got up with Yang Fengqing's support.

"Let's go in, let's hurry in, they have been waiting for too long, too long. ”

Yang Fengqing beckoned to Luo Daguang and the others, Luo Daguang and Ergou hurriedly took off their shoes and wiped them on their bodies several times before running behind Yang Fengqing.

Qiu Zitong looked at Yang Fengqing stupidly, then at Luo Daguang and Ergou, and hurriedly bent over.

"Oops. ”

The hand that was about to reach down hugged his head, rubbed it, and turned his head to look at Yang Zan suspiciously.

"Brother Yang Zhan, what's wrong?"

"Don't learn from your two uncles, they're too shabby! ”

"Huh? Yes. ”

In fact, she also felt that wiping her shoes on her body seemed to be very unclean.

Shao Chenghao shook his head at Yang Fengqing and pointed to the thousand horses outside.

Everyone stepped into the Yang Mansion, and every time Luo Daguang and Ergou looked at a place, they seemed to be worshiping the gods.

Yang Fengqing looked at the branch of the dwarf pine on the right side of the stone path, the swing hanging on the branch of the peach tree on the left side of the stone road, and the round stones stacked together.

He remembered that he had moved in out of boredom before leaving.

All the way to the courtyard, everything along the way is still the same as he remembers.

Fuju didn't speak, just smiled.

However, from the beginning of walking by himself, it soon became Yang Fengqing's support.

After crossing the third stone gate, everyone finally entered the inner courtyard where the Yang family's direct family lived.

"Childe, let's go see the old man and the young lady first, I want to give them another stick of incense. ”

Yang Fengqing looked down at Fuju, who had already hung all his strength on him at this time, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Hmm. ”

Walking into the ancestral hall of the Yang family, the incense is permeated but not rushed.

Three cards are in the center, and dozens of cards are on the left and right.

Yang Fengqing stared at the 'Divine Position of the War King Yang Dingtian' and the 'Divine Position of Yang Zhengyuan's Wife Beigong Rushuang', the hand supporting Fuju slowly opened, and his knees were weak, and Luo Daguang and the others knelt down.

A grandfather who likes to drink and speaks angrily, and a mother who washes her face with tears every day but is extremely strict and loving to him.

In just five years, seeing each other again is already like this, he really didn't expect it.

"Qing'er is not filial—"

Da Da Da –

Fuju slowly walked to the tablet and took a pile of lit incense in his hand at some point.

Divide the incense into two parts and walk in front of Yang Fengqing.

"Childe, come with me to incense the lord and them. There are still many people who have not been able to see you before they die, and they are very sorry. ”

"Hmm. ”

The first is naturally to give Yang Ding heavenly incense.

"Master, Childe is back, you can rest in peace. ”

Yang Fengqing thought and felt a lot, but when he said it, he didn't know what to say.

Follow the incense, but tears, more and more.

"Young lady, the son is now an adult, and his reputation in Liaodong is far and wide, and he has not insulted the reputation of the young master, let alone lived up to your expectations, so rest in peace. ”

Yang Fengqing pursed the corners of his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

He was afraid that he would open his mouth, and he would only cry.

Fuju didn't wait for Yang Fengqing to say anything, and walked to the tablet on the far right.

"This is the tablet of the young master of the Zheng Dynasty, he died inexplicably when he went to the capital. ”

"This is Shentu Jingtong's tablet, and I moved him in without authorization. Shentu Jingtong has been following his master for more than 30 years since he was fifteen years old, and his home has long been lost. He has always said that the master's home is his home, and whoever dares to let him have no home, he will fight with whomever he wants. He did it, and when he learned that the old man was dead, he led his troops out of the city and threatened to clear the king's side. Only that night, he died in the barracks with a hundred guards. ”

It lasted for more than an hour, and everyone did something, and Fuju told him clearly in every detail.

His strength was almost exhausted, and he could barely stand with Yang Fengqing's support.

"Grandpa Fuju, where is Grandpa Fulai? Why isn't his tablet here?"

Fu Ju's eyes opened a little, revealing a wry smile: "I'm really confused, I almost forgot to tell my son about Fu Lai and Miss." ”

"Miss?!"

Yang Fengqing's face was extremely exciting, his father was lost more than ten years ago, how could there be any young lady in the Yang Mansion?!

"Yes, the lord adopted a little girl a year after the departure of the son. ”

Somehow, Yang Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked very cute, but when she was just babbling, the lord suddenly - before the lord died, he understood that the Yang family would encounter a shock, so he asked Fulai and the others to flee secretly with the young lady. I- I don't know where they are, I don't know if they're still alive, so I didn't put up a tablet for them. ”

Yang Fengqing said in his heart, although he didn't have any contact with this righteous sister who suddenly appeared, but just because she was adopted by his grandfather, he must find her and protect her well!

"What's her name?!"

"It's called—it's called Yang Yue'er. ”

Yang Fengqing's thousands of emotions turned into "......."

"Huh?!"

Fuju looked at Luo Daguang and Ergou, who were screaming, shook his head, and nodded again.

"I'm tired, and I'll leave it all to you when I serve my son in the future. ”

"Great-rest assured, I will definitely swear to protect my son!"

"Well, that's good, so I'm relieved, relieved-"

Yang Fengqing felt that the weight in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't try to heal Fuju again.

Because when he came into contact with Fuju, he sensed that Fuju's state was very wrong.

I think that when the Yang family encountered earth-shattering changes, he was also injured, but with a belief that is incomprehensible to ordinary people, he has survived until now.

When he saw Yang Fengqing, his breath was relieved, and the condition that he had suppressed for so many years also broke out.

Picked up Fuju's body, walked out of the ancestral shrine, and entered a small courtyard next to it.

There is also a fire in the center of the courtyard, and some dried herbs are hanging around it.

Qiu Zitong, whose eyes were red, took a few breaths and whispered, "Master, it's the best medicinal material." ”

"Well, you're just waiting for me here. ”

Yang Fengqing entered the room, and when he came out again, he was the only one left.

"Ergou, you go and tell Cheng Hao about what happened here. ”

"Yes. ”

Yang Fengqing lowered his head and walked out of the courtyard, and several people followed him.

How to walk in this backyard, he can walk even with his eyes closed.

Not long after, a small green courtyard came into view.

Approaching, there was no moss on the two doors.

Push the door in, if you have been to Ying Xuemei's courtyard in the Eagle Mansion, you will find that this courtyard is exactly the same as her courtyard.

"Find yourself a place to rest for a while. ”

Yang Fengqing's tone was very tired, and his face was even more sluggish than Ergou had never seen.

He lay down on a wicker chair in the courtyard and closed his eyes.

Ergou and Yang Zan glanced at each other, walked to the wooden chair on the side and sat down, and began to close their eyes and rest.

Qiu Zitong's little hands were entangled, he looked at Ergou and Yang Zhan, and then at Yang Fengqing.

After taking a few steps towards Yang Fengqing, the direction of his feet changed, and he walked to the wooden chair beside Ergou and sat down.

The reason why the three of them woke up was because they smelled a smell of meat.

Yang Fengqing, Luo Daguang and Shao Chenghao gathered around the stove, and the shelves were covered with sizzling pieces of meat.

Seeing Yang Fengqing's exhaustion, Ergou and Yang Zan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Zitong jumped off the wooden chair and pursed his lips and ran towards Yang Fengqing.

got into Yang Fengqing's arms, didn't speak, and quietly looked at the piece of meat.

"Your father and Peng Pai are in the room, you go and see how they are doing. ”

Qiu Zitong nodded quickly, and her little face finally showed an expression.

"Uh-huh. ”

Five people gathered around the stove, roasting meat, and no one spoke.

Yang Zhan picked up a piece of roasted meat and dropped it to the ground before putting it in the basin.

"Ouch, Ergou, eat quickly!"

"Your mother's Yang Zhan, you have itchy skin, right?!"

"Hahaha-"

Like an airtight eggshell, the cracks were exposed, and the conversation began to increase.

"Daguang, Ergou, what happened to you in the ancestral shrine before?"

The second dog screamed in the ancestral hall, to be honest, Yang Zan was not too surprised.

But Luo Daguang was much more stable, he screamed together with Ergou, so there must be something big that they knew and he didn't know.

Luo Daguang and Ergou glanced at each other, and then looked at Yang Fengqing.

Luo Daguang shook his head and sighed.

"Alas-we suddenly knew that Gongzi actually had a righteous sister, and we thought that Guangwu was worried about internal and external troubles now, which really worried us!"

Ergou nodded cautiously, looking worried about the country and the people.

"Yes, Miss Yue'er should only be four years old now. Guangwu is in turmoil, if Fulai and the others are still alive, it would be fine, if they unfortunately have passed away, what kind of situation should Miss Yue'er be now!"

"Definitely. Speaking of this matter - Childe, Miss Yue'er, although I am in Yuzhou, I have rarely come to Yangcheng, and my father has rarely come to Yangcheng five years ago, so I don't know about Miss Yue'er. ”

"It's not just you, except for some families in the capital and the generals of our Yang family in Yang City, who have not yet died, the world doesn't know that the Yang family has an adopted daughter. Because Mrs. They borrowed Miss to divert the sadness of Childe's departure, and Miss was only one year old at that time, so she was always in the house. ”

Yang Fengqing shook his head and said that it was okay.

Shao Chenghao's face gradually became solemn, and he continued: "We also secretly sent someone to investigate Miss Yue'er's matter. But no matter how many people are sent out, they will always disappear for no apparent reason. Fortunately, since the Lu family was destroyed, the people we sent out finally had a reply. I believe that soon, if Miss is still - there will be news of Miss. ”