Qin Han and Li Cunxin glanced at each other, Yang Buwei came, and it seemed that he couldn't avoid it this time. It's just a bit of a pity that Jin Wu Qianwei himself has just taken over not long ago, and the plan is only five days old and will die.

Qin Han looked at the few thousand households standing and sighed. After all, these are the affairs of himself and Li Cunxin, but they also pulled a few of them into the water.

"A few of you go first, I will deal with the rest of the things with Li Qianhu, and you will take Master Tongzhi away."

Several people heard Hou Yong's words just now, but they didn't expect Qin Han to take it on alone.

"My lord, this..."

Li Cunxin waved his hand and said indifferently: "Let you go, you can leave quickly, hurry up." ”

Yang Jingying was still awake, and when she heard Qin Han's words, a cruel smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know where the strength came from, so she pushed away Hou Yong, who was supporting her. Said fiercely: "Hehe, go, none of you can leave today." ”

Qin Han glanced at Yang Jingying impatiently, and went up with a kick.

"It's not that you talk a lot, you talk a lot!"

Yang Jingying grinned in pain, but she didn't dare to say anything, her eyes were full of fear when she looked at Qin Han, this grandson was really too yin.

Li Cunxin winked at Qin Han, signaling Qin Han to rest assured, the big deal is to take advantage of the fact that his father is no longer there, and sacrifice the banner of the little grandfather, anyway, he is not sure when Li Ding will come back, and he may not be beaten this time.

Looking at the head that had been exposed at the staircase, Qin Han shook his head and sighed, looking at the few Qianhu who were still standing in place. "Okay, now no one can leave."

……

Yang Buwei suppressed the anger in his heart all the way, and when he heard that Yang Jingying had provoked the little grandfather before he came, he was already in an atmosphere. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to walk to this Qinghexuan, he ran into Qinghexuan's little guy, and actually said that Yang Jingying had fought with someone again, and was beaten again.

Yang Buwei was suddenly furious, this waste, causing trouble everywhere, knew that he was looking for trouble. Forget it, every time you make trouble, you are beaten like a pig's head, it's a shame.

As soon as Yang Buwei arrived upstairs, he saw Yang Jingying lying on the ground, covering his head. This time he didn't even have to think about it, just his pig's head was very recognizable.

Yang Buwei raised his head, and he didn't need to distinguish carefully to know that the people lying on the ground were all his own people. His eyes swept over the few people standing, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water from his head, and the original anger was extinguished at once, and he was cold from head to foot.

Yang Buwei saw the situation he didn't want to see the most, and just now he planned to prepare a generous gift and go to the Liang Guogong Mansion to confess, and the matter would be over, and maybe looking at his performance in front of Li Cunxin, he could also get a good reputation as a corporal and make amends for his son.

The plan is good, but the change is faster. Yang Buwei didn't expect Yang Jingying to provoke Li Cunxin again, now that Liang Guogong is not there, what would he think if Liang Guogong was there. If you provoke others three or four times, people will suspect that you are not pleasing to your eyes, and when the time comes, it can only be your son who causes trouble, and Lao Tzu will bear it.

Yang Buwei looked at the bench leg on the ground, immediately ran over, picked it up, and looked at Yang Jingying viciously.

Yang Jingying saw Yang Buwei, she was originally very excited, she could finally raise her eyebrows after suffering so many grievances.

It's just that Yang Jingying watched her father pick up the bench legs, but instead of walking towards Qin Han and Li Cunxin, she walked towards herself. Especially Yang Buwei's fierce appearance, which made Yang Jingying very uneasy.

"Daddy, Daddy, you're finally here."

Yang Buwei shook the bench leg in his hand and nodded. "yes, I'm here."

"Dad, I was beaten by them, it hurts, you can help me avenge it."

"Revenge? All right! ”

As he spoke, Yang Buwei raised his bench legs and smashed them towards Yang Jingying.

"I'll make you get into trouble everywhere!"

"Ahh

"I'm going to let you get me in trouble! I'll let you out! ”

"I'll let you keep me alive!"

Except for Yang Buwei, whether it was Qin Han or the Yang family's guards, they were all looking at the scene in front of them in amazement at this time.

In everyone's minds, Yang Buwei should have come to support Yang Jingying, but who would have thought that after Yang Buwei came, he would beat Yang Jingying, and his attack was even heavier than Qin Han.

Fan Shi looked at Yang Jingying, who was no longer shouting, and reacted, and hurriedly pounced on Yang Jingying's body, looking at Yang Jingying, who had long been out of shape, very distressed, and cried: "Master! What are you doing here, sir! This is Ying'er! ”

Seeing that Fan was protecting Yang Jingying, Yang Buwei threw his bench legs aside, held on to the wall, and gasped for breath.

"Ying'er? I think it's really too much to see him as a baby, protecting him everywhere. If you look at what he does day by day, you will know that he fights and fights, causing trouble everywhere! ”

Fan no longer fought back, just hugged Yang Jingying and cried, Yang Jingying had already been beaten without a human appearance, constantly wailing.

Qin Dou looked at Yang Buwei's approach and smacked his lips, he didn't expect Yang Buwei to be so strict with his godson, but looking at Yang Jingying's performance, it didn't look like it.

Seeing that Fan was no longer speechless, Yang Buwei wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to Li Cunxin.

"Little grandfather, the old man has no way to teach his son, and he bumped into the little grandfather, how much he was offended, please don't blame the little red master."

Qin Han looked at Yang Buwei who was hunched and sighed, thinking how good this Yang Buwei was, it turned out that he knew Li Cunxin's identity.

Qin Han didn't react here, but the others were dumbfounded. Several thousands of households glanced at each other, who would have thought that the rough man who was drinking, eating and fighting with him just now turned out to be a little grandfather.

Kneeling on the ground, holding Yang Jingying, Fan was also stunned, I didn't expect this to be the little grandfather, no wonder the old man was so angry when he came in, and he also put such a heavy hand on Ying'er, it turned out that this was the little grandfather.

Yang Jingying's eyes were already swollen, and he could only look like Li Cunxin through a slit, and secretly ran out to drink with his brothers a few days ago, and Wang Yuankai, the son of the Ministry of Shangshu, said that Liang Guogong's son returned to Beijing to take up his post. Because he is away all the year round, many people don't know him, his name is Li Cunxin, let everyone pay attention, don't mess with him, otherwise it won't end well.

Yang Jingying didn't expect that the Qiu Ba she provoked was Li Cunxin, thinking that not only was she going to be beaten in vain, but her father didn't know how to punish herself in the future, so she couldn't stop a pain in her heart, and two tears slipped from the cracks.

Li Cunxin didn't expect Yang Buwei to know his identity, no wonder he was so enthusiastic that day. But seeing Yang Buwei beat his son so badly, it's not good to say anything.

"Well, Lord Yang, I didn't expect him to be your son, it's really a collision."

"Don't dare!"

Where did Yang Buwei dare to answer this sentence, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Little grandfather, please allow me to take this rebel home to teach me a lesson, and I will personally come to the door another day to make amends."

"Well, you don't have to!"

Li Cunxin just wanted to refuse, but Yang Buwei waved his hand at the guards and left with Yang Jingying on his shoulder.