Here, King Zheng Yang and General Yang are still reminiscing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Over there, Mo Zilan and Yang Zhaowu had already arrived at the city gate.

More than ten light horsemen galloped over, and the soldiers guarding the city gate hurriedly stopped: "Who is coming, dare to ride a horse to break into the city gate?" ”

Mo Zilan strangled his beloved horse, raised his horse whip and scolded: "I don't even know your grandfather, tell you to take the lead out!" ”

A leader-like person stuck out his head from the obstacles guarding the city, and when he saw that it was Mo Zilan, he hurriedly trotted out. "It turned out to be the fifth young master of the Pingguo Mansion, and the people below are newcomers, and they don't know Mount Tai with their eyes, so don't be surprised by Young Master Mo. Are you going back to Beijing? ”

"Nonsense! When this young master returns to Beijing, do you still need your approval? Mo Zilan scolded arrogantly.

When the leader saw that there were more than a dozen people in all, and they were all young followers, he didn't say much, but opened the fence and let them into the city. After the group left, a soldier just now came over and asked, "Isn't there an order from the top that strange and suspicious people are not allowed to return to Beijing?" ”

The leader stretched out his hand, slapped the dumbfounded soldier on the head, and scolded, "Is that a stranger?" They were originally from the capital. That's the fifth young master of the Pingguo Mansion, and his mother is Princess Duanjing! ”

"Then he is the grandson of the Holy One? No wonder he has such a big face, but did he come back to die? ”

"Ahh We don't know who will die, but we little minions just need to do what we are told. The sky is falling, and there are tall people on top of it! The little leader scolded.

When he returned to the capital safely, Yang Zhaowu said to Mo Zilan: "Zilan, I will accompany you back to the Pingguo Mansion with five people, take care!" ”

"Take care!" Mo Zilan didn't say much, so he rode his horse and whipped towards the Pingguo Mansion.

Yang Zhaowu returned to the county lord's mansion, and the gate of the county lord's mansion was closed. Pingfeng knocked on the side door, and the old company guarding the door was surprised when he saw Yang Zhaowu, and shouted loudly: "The eldest young master has returned to the house, the eldest young master has returned to the house!" ”

After a while, Lord Yang, the head of the Ministry of Rites in the front yard, knew, and even the lord of Minghui in the backyard knew that the eldest son was back. She hurriedly rushed to the main room from the second gate, and happened to meet Yang Zhaowu, who came in, in the corridor outside the main room.

Yang Zhaowu knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily: "Mother, the child is back!" ”

Lord Minghui and Yang Yikun, who came later, helped up the eldest son, and together with the second son who came from Wen Xun, the family sat down in the main room. Lord Minghui was worried about his father, and hurriedly asked, "Have you seen your grandfather?" Is he stationed outside the city with the cavalry battalion and the forward battalion? ”

Yang Yikun also asked, "Why did you come to the capital, what about your grandfather?" Is it still in Jinling City? ”

Yang Zhaowu saw that his parents were anxious, and said unhurriedly: "Father, mother, grandfather and I went back to the capital together, and now I am in the camp outside the city, I am afraid that I am drinking with my grandfather." ”

Knowing that his father was fine, Lord Minghui pulled his son to his side and looked him up and down. Although the son has been in the dust all the way, he is energetic and not tired, and he is excited and tears in his eyes. The second brother Yang Zhaowen was also very excited when he saw the eldest brother who was very angry: "Big brother, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, my brother misses you very much!" Ahem, ahem! ”

Yang Zhaowu patted the second brother on the back, and said smoothly: "Homework is important, and the body is even more important, now the eldest brother will return to Beijing to live for a long time, and when the time comes, you will practice martial arts with the eldest brother, and your health will get better and better." ”

"Yes! Ahem, ahem! Eldest brother! Yang Zhaowen was very happy.

Yang Yikun was also very pleased to see their deep brotherhood. Thinking of how his son could say that he wanted to go back to Beijing to live for a long time, he asked, "Zhao'er, is it your grandfather who wants to go back to Beijing?" Recently, the situation in Beijing has been tense, did you rush back on purpose? ”

Yang Zhaowu replied: "Grandfather received a letter and hurried back to Beijing. Before leaving, he instructed the chief housekeeper of Lian Fang to seal and pack some things and transport them back to Beijing one after another. I don't think my grandfather will ever go back to Jinling and plan to go back to Beijing to live for a long time. ”

When the county lord Minghui heard that his son was not leaving, he was overjoyed, and immediately said: "I'll call someone, clean up the Linghan Courtyard for your grandfather, and you will live in the Lingshuang Courtyard, how about it?" ”

"Mother doesn't have to worry, grandfather is afraid that he will return to General Weiyuan's mansion. I'll live there with my grandfather, and you'll clean up the Lingshuang Courtyard, and I'll come back for a few days when I'm free." Yang Zhaowu knew that it was impossible for his grandfather to live in the county lord's mansion, so he could only comfort his mother.

Lord Minghui also reacted, but as long as his son is in the capital in the future, it doesn't matter where he lives. smiled and said, "Okay, Mother will clean up the Lingshuang Courtyard, and you will rest there today." ”

"Okay! Mother". Yang Zhaowu agreed with a smile.

"Okay, don't say more, Zhao'er has been in the dust all the way, let's let him wash up, and I'll talk about it again at dinner." Yang Yikun also felt sorry for his son and wanted his son to rest first.

"Big brother, go to my Wenhan Courtyard to wash up? Lingshuang Courtyard hasn't been cleaned up yet! Yang Zhaowen looked at his eldest brother expectantly.

Yang Zhaowu patted the second brother's thin arm and agreed: "Okay! ”

Waiting for Yang Zhaowu to wash up, change his clothes, and come to his father's study. Although Yang Yikun is the official secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the second grade, he does not have much research on the government on weekdays, but as a county horse, he is also a member of the clan, and he still knows about the recent ups and downs.

"Father, my grandfather said that the prince was preparing to besiege the palace, and there was a left camp in Gyeonggi to respond, is it true?"

"The saint showed his mouth a few days ago, and was ready to re-establish the queen. The prince saw that he was about to have a new son-in-law, and he was afraid that the prince's position would not be guaranteed, so he was inevitably a little confused. ”

As a loyal royalist Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, he couldn't help but feel sad about the prince's behavior. He thinks that even if the saint is re-established, the crown prince is the concubine of the queen of the Yuan, and there is nothing wrong with it, according to the etiquette law, he is the next emperor. Why bother to do such a rebellious thing.

Yang Zhaowu also knew that his father had always followed the etiquette and law, and he was a little pedantic, but he was upright. At that moment, he smiled and said, "This is all the housework of the saint, we just need to obey the will of the saint." ”

Yang Yikun disagreed: "The emperor has no family affairs, and this time the left wing of the Gyeonggi battalion, in the name of defending the autumn hunt, occupied Yuquan Mountain. The left-wing commander is the prince's father-in-law, and the siege of the palace should not be enough, but it has the intention of persecuting the saint. ”

Yang Zhaowu didn't say much, but said: "Tomorrow is the 15th National Congress, and I will enter the palace with my father." ”

Yang Yikun couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "Zhao'er, you only have a talent and fame, and you have no official position, how can you enter the palace at will?" ”

"Father don't worry, my grandfather gave me a jade plaque, so I can enter the palace and face the saint."

Yang Yikun was a little skeptical, "Your grandfather has not returned to Beijing yet, what are you doing in the palace?" ”

"Father, it's my grandfather who has something to tell the saint."

"Hmmm! Then you will enter the palace with your father tomorrow. It's not early, your mother is ready, let's go to the dining room to eat." ”

The father and son walked to the dining room, and on the way, Yang Yikun suddenly asked: "I heard Lord Zhou of the Ministry of War, the young Khan Yelu Falcon of the Khitan went to Jinling, and he had a competition with you?" ”

"Yes, Father. He designed to kidnap Lord Zhou's beloved daughter, and I went to the rescue, but by mistake, I still couldn't save it. ”

Yang Yikun looked at his son who was both civil and military, full of pride: "Zhao'er doesn't have to blame yourself, you did your best." Moreover, Miss Zhou is strong and loyal, and she has been named the lord of Lingsu by the saint. It's just a pity that your mother has always wanted to match the two of you, and now it seems that although it is a good one, it is a little shallow. ”