On the carriage, General Xu's mind was buzzing, and he didn't know what to say.

Yang Lin pulled him and said earnestly: "Xu Shilang, this time I beat Wang Huang, but it was all for you to hold grievances." ”

General Xu hurriedly nodded and said, "Yang Ti raised his righteous shots, quite the style of an ancient chivalrous, and the old man thanked him here." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to thank you, this time when you enter the palace, we are in charge, this reason is on you, that Wang Huang said that it is his fault to go through the sky and openly occupy your mansion. When you meet the Holy One, you will have to burst into tears and pour out all the grievances in it, otherwise I will make you miserable. ”

Xu Jiang's old face turned red, let him roll up his sleeves and work hard with Wang Huang, and let him cry in front of the emperor It would be a little difficult for him.

Yang Lin carefully taught: "You just said that Wang Hao took a group of splashes to your house and smashed them, and tried to insult your granddaughter." ”

"The old man's granddaughter hasn't come out of the cabinet yet, this won't ruin her reputation."

"Xu Shilang doesn't need to worry, if you can't marry your granddaughter, you won't be wronged by the child anyway."

Xu Jiang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, Yang Tiju continued." ”

Yang Lin lay on the ground, kept pounding the floor of the carriage, looked up and said, "See, it's like this when I meet the official family." ”

Xu shook a white head like a sieve cup, waved his hand and said, "Yang Tiju, this... The old man is sixty years old, and he really can't do it. ”

Yang Lin shook his head hatefully, pointed to the car curtain and said, "Xu Shilang, look what it is." ”

Xu Jiang turned his head, Yang Lin punched him in the cheek from the side, the old man has been a conscientious official all his life, and he has been idle and rich for sixty years, and it is the first time he has been beaten like this.

The corners of his mouth were swollen, and Xu Jiang said angrily: "Yang Tiju!" What are you doing? ”

Yang Lin hurriedly said: "Xu Shilang, you are confused, you are full of oil, and you go to complain in a fairy manner, saying how bad others are bullying you." You just said that no one believed it, I would have let you cry on the ground, and you could still rely on the performance to calm the scene, since you refused, the lower officials had no choice but to do this. You just said that Wang Hao beat you, and he still beat you when you were old, is that what people do? Whoever sees it can't hold grievances for you. ”

Xu Jiang grinned in pain, blew his beard and said: "The old man is sixty years old, you can do it!" ”

"My squire, you are confused, think about it, taking such a punch can not only save your house, but also not be oppressed by Wang Huang. If you are really driven out by him, you will definitely be aggrieved every day for the rest of your life, and you won't be able to sleep every night, and you will be in pain when you think about it, and you may not even think about suicide, my punch is actually to save your life. ”

Xu Jiang thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make such a point, but the pain at the corner of his mouth still annoyed him.

However, thinking of the resentment when he was bullied by Wang Hao at the beginning, it was not that he couldn't bear it, so he listened to Yang Lin's next instructions with a bloody sausage mouth.

When he arrived outside the imperial city, Yang Lin took out a token from his waist, this brand was given to him by Zhao Ji to facilitate the construction of Genyue, if he knew that Yang Lin had not used it once to be related to Genyue, it is estimated that he would not give Yang Lin such a token if he was killed.

After the forbidden army opened the door, Yang Lin was now familiar with the palace, and rushed to the inner palace gate with General Xu.

A small chamberlain was Yang Jian's person, Yang Lin recognized him, grabbed him and asked, "Where is Your Majesty?" ”

"Yang Tiju, Your Majesty is bowing with a few noble concubines in the Imperial Garden."

"Hurry up and report, Yang Lin asks to see."

Xu Jiang secretly said, these emperor's cronies can enter the palace to meet the officials in their spare time, but these courtiers can only see Tianyan in the court, no wonder Wang Huang is so arrogant.

After a while, Yang Jian came out with a smile and asked, "Brother Yang, what good ideas did you come up with when you came to see the official family today?" I'm telling you, you can't forget my brother this time. Last time, you had a Keju League, but you let Liu Qingshui's kid fiddle with it, so that he was promoted to the Imperial City Division for no reason, I feel bad as a brother, is it because our relationship is not as good as you and Uncle Liu? ”

"Hehe, brother doesn't need to provoke me, our relationship is still proved by these mundane things, another day I have the courage to choose an auspicious day with my brother, change posts, write Jinlan spectrum, and worship as a brother. But it's not a coincidence today, I'm here to sue today, what about the officials? ”

Yang Jian glanced at the old man next to him very curiously, and exclaimed: "Isn't this Xu Shilang, how did he become like this, okay, the feet of the Son of Heaven are so bright, there are such wicked people, even the old man will not let go..."

Xu will be told the central matter, and he feels more and more aggrieved, with old tears flashing in his eyes, and he is already unable to restrain himself.

Yang Lin blushed and said, "Brother, don't chatter, take us quickly, after a while, this swelling will disappear, how can you sue." ”

Yang Jian led the two to the imperial garden, and heard the sound of laughter from afar.

Xu Jiang said secretly, this must be the ridicule of the officials and harem concubines, how can we, the foreign ministers, be able to see it.

Yang Lin pulled him, walked quickly to the courtyard, and saw a figure first, Yang Lin didn't think about it, he lay down on the ground, tears rained down, and his voice was hoarse: "Your Majesty!" Your Majesty! You have to call the shots for Wechen, Wechen.. We're wronged. ”

There was a coquettish laughter around, accompanied by the emperor's clear voice: "Yang Qing, I'm here." ”

Yang Lin raised his head, his face was already full of tears, and he saw that the man in front of him was wearing a cyan plain shirt with a round neck and wide sleeves, and he was rich and graceful, Yang Lin paused: "Zhao Si? ”

Yang Jian was on the side, and loudly helped him cover up: "This is His Royal Highness King Mu, how can you call him by his name." ”

"Zhao Si" smiled proudly and said: "It's okay, Xiao Wang is in Yangzhou, and he has a relationship with Zhuang Yuanlang." ”

Yang Lin couldn't take care of him, turned to the emperor, and continued to cry: "Official, no matter what this time, you have to make the decision for Weichen." ”

Zhao Ji raised his head and smiled: "Oh? There are still people in Bianliang City who can bully Yang Aiqing, if you say it, I will definitely uphold justice for you. ”

Yang Lin called General Xu, pointed at him and said: "Official family, please look, this is our Great Song Dynasty's subordinate servant, born in the champion, conscientious, and served the three pilgrimage masters... is such a person, who was blocked at the door, wanted to forcibly occupy his house, made him homeless, and recruited a group of people to insult his granddaughter on the street... Your Majesty, this is the capital city of Bianliang. ”

When Zhao Ji heard this, he changed color and said, "Xu Aiqing, is this true?" General Xu greeted the emperor, and after raising his head, Zhao Ji took a breath: "Hiss... They really dare to beat my minister, this son is not human! ”

When Xu Jiang heard that his granddaughter still couldn't escape this fate, he hated it in his heart, but he couldn't expose Yang Lin, after all, they were in a gang now.

Xu Jiang remembered that he had suffered such an unwarranted disaster at his age, and he could still tell the story from the beginning, and he couldn't suppress his emotions when he was talking, and he cried.

An old minister with a sixtieth birthday, with a whimper, a handful of snot and tears, told that he was forced out of the house and forcibly occupied the mansion, which was simply sad for those who heard it, and cried for those who saw it.