9. Yang Zongyu's ideals

As soon as Wang Qin returned to Xiangguo's Mansion, he was so angry that he slapped the table.

He said coldly: "This Yang family is really too much. ”

The eldest lady of the Wang family also frowned and said, "Master, is it okay that my son was beaten?" ”

Wang Qin said coldly: "Count, how can it be counted?" Hum! Sooner or later, one day, I have to let all the widows of their Yang family finish playing. ”

Wang Ping swallowed his saliva, looked at Wang Qin and said, "Dad, if that's it, the child is a little unwilling?" ”

Wang Qin glared at Wang Ping and said, "Am I willing again?" Let's do this first, you go down and recuperate, and the rest will be talked about later. ”

Wang Ping opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he hugged his fists and said, "Got it, Dad!" ”

Wang Qin glanced at Mrs. Wang again and said, "Madam, help him go back!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

Mrs. Wang answered and helped Wang Ping limp away. Mrs. Wang and Wang Ping walked out of the door and stopped again. Wang Ping turned around, looked at Wang Qin inside, flattened his mouth and said, "Hmph! If you don't help me, I'll figure it out myself. ”

Hearing her son's words, Mrs. Wang said softly: "Ping'er, if your father doesn't help you, I will help you." ”

Wang Ping said happily: "I know that my mother is the best." ”

Mrs. Wang said with a smile: "Okay, my mother will help you back to the room first, and let the doctor help you treat well." ”

"Okay."

The two parents left.

Watching Wang Ping and their mother and son leave, Wang Qin coughed lightly twice, and said to the dark: "Ahem~!" Shadow, come out! ”

I saw a man in black who was masked and only two eyes came out of the darkness of the room.

The shadow walked out, respectfully hugged Wang Qin's fists and said, "Lord, what do you command?" ”

Wang Qin said lightly: "Find an opportunity to kill Yang Zongyu for me." ”

"Yes!"

The shadow answered, and retreated from the darkness of the room.

Wang Qin said to himself coldly: "Yang Zongyu, Yang Zongyu, last time I asked my son to deliberately make a heavy hand not beat you to death, this time my secret guard will make a move, you will die even worse." ”

"Hahahaha~!"

……

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"Ahh

Yang Zongyu, who had just finished all the classes, sneezed, he rubbed his nose, the corners of his mouth curled, and muttered, "Who misses me?" ”

The prisoner on Yang Zongyu's side answered: "Brother Yang, it must be a family where the ladies are hiding in the boudoir and miss you." ”

Yang Zongyu tilted his head and glanced at the prisoner on the side, there was not much memory about this prisoner in his head, and he knew that his name was Zhang Zheng.

Yang Zongyu didn't pay attention to Zhang Zheng, he stood up and left the school.

Zhang Zheng stood up and followed Yang Zongyu and shouted, "Brother Yang, Brother Yang, wait." ”

The other inmates in the school watched Yang Zongyu and them leave, and some of the inmates who had been holding back for a long time discussed in a whisper.

"This Yang Zongyu has only been seen for more than ten days, just like a different person."

"Isn't it? It's better to mess with him less in the future. ”

"Uh-huh! But how do I feel that he is not as sloppy and bad as he used to be? ”

"That's just how you feel."

“……。”

Yang Zongyu, who is in the limelight today, has become different in the eyes of his classmates.

Zhang Zheng followed Yang Zongyu out of the school, and Yang Zongyu looked at Wang Zhengdao: "Are we very familiar?" What are you doing with me? ”

Zhang Zheng smiled awkwardly and said: "Brother Yang, no matter what, we are also classmates, in our school, the relationship between the two of us is the strongest, have you forgotten?" ”

Yang Zongyu said as he walked, "Is there one?" How come I don't remember? ”

"Hey, hey!"

Zhang Zheng smiled and said, "Of course there is." ”

"Really?"

Yang Zongyu replied.

Zhang Zheng followed behind Yang Zongyu and was silent for a while before he spoke again: "Actually, I have wanted to make friends with Brother Yang for a long time, but I haven't had that opportunity, so I ......." ”

Before Zhang Zheng's words were finished, Yang Zongyu interrupted him and said lightly: "It was because I was too stubborn in the past and made you taboo, so I didn't make friends with me!" ”

"Hehehehehe......!"

Zhang Zheng laughed awkwardly, and he didn't know what to say.

Yang Zongyu did not drive Zhang Zheng away, the two left Guozijian and walked on the royal street.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, at this moment, the curfew had been lifted, which was rare in ancient times. It's already evening, the sky has darkened, and the royal street is brightly lit and full of pedestrians, very lively.

When he came, Yang Zongyu didn't have a good stroll, but when he went back, he planned to take a good stroll. See how different this Great Song item is from modern times?

Zhang Zheng saw Yang Zongyu like a curious baby, looking here and there, but he was stunned.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help but speak: "Brother Yang, I see that you are very curious about these things!" ”

Hearing Zhang Zheng's words, Yang Zongyu restrained the expression on his face, changed the topic, and said, "Why don't you go home yet?" ”

Zhang Zheng scratched the back of his head and said, "That, in fact, we are on the way, by the way, so we can go back together." ”

Yang Zongyu said lightly: "Really? ”

Zhang Zhengzheng said: "That's it." Brother Yang, in fact, I have a lot of respect for your Yang family, a loyal martyr, all of them are battle-hardened generals, guarding the peace of our Great Song Dynasty. ”

Yang Zongyu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm just a gentleman of the Yang family, what has been through a hundred battles, what guards the Great Song Dynasty, does it have anything to do with me?" ”

Zhang Zheng's old face darkened, and said, "Brother Yang, that must be, maybe the future will be?" ”

At this moment, Yang Zongyu smiled instead. He looked at Zhang Zheng beside him, this person is quite good at sycophancy.

Yang Zongyu smiled: "What about you? But what are the ideals? ”

Zhang Zheng paused before saying, "Me! My ideal is to study hard, get a chance to become an official in the court, and serve the court. ”

Zhang Zheng's thoughts are also the normal thoughts of most of the prisoners in Guozijian.

Yang Zongyu said: "Then I wish you good luck!" ”

"Hey, hey!"

Zhang Zheng smiled, in a good mood.

Zhang Zheng looked at Yang Zongyu and said, "Brother Yang, what about your ideals?" ”

Yang Zongyu's mind flashed the picture of the fate of the Yang family general, and said firmly: "Me? Guarding the Yang family and guarding the Great Song Dynasty. ”

is a simple eight words, but Yang Zongyu said it very powerfully.

Zhang Zheng gave Yang Zongyu a thumbs up and said, "Brother Yang's ideals are really high!" ”

The corners of Yang Zongyu's mouth curled: "But, that's my mission." ”

Zhang Zheng said seriously: "Brother Yang really deserves to be a member of the Yang family in Tianbo Mansion!" ”

"Huh!"

The two walked on the street, chatting, and Yang Zongyu was in a good mood. No matter where you are, you have to make a few friends.

It's just that along the way, Yang Zongyu always feels that someone is following him behind him.

Whenever Yang Zongyu turned around to look, he couldn't see why.

Yang Zongyu was strange in his heart, he looked at Zhang Zhengdao next to him: "Brother Zhang Zheng, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you to go shopping, and I will say goodbye first!" ”

With that, Yang Zongyu left quickly.

"Alas~!"

Zhang Zheng greeted him, but before the words could be spoken, Yang Zongyu had already walked out for a long distance.

Zhang Zheng shook his head and sighed, but turned around and left in the other direction.

After Yang Zongyu left, he walked quickly. When he was alone, his feelings were even stronger.

Yang Zongyu walked for a while, passing by an alley. A flying knife was as fast as lightning, and it shot towards Yang Zongyu in an instant from the alley.

Shout~!