Yang Xiaoshan cleared the remnants of the enemy, collected thousands of carts of grain and grass, and returned to the dynasty.

On a spring morning, Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, was still a little cold, but the sun was very bright, and there was no cloud in the endless blue sky.

There was a crowd of people outside Chaoyang Gate, and 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing were looking forward to the triumph of Yang Xiaoshan's army.

"It's coming, it's coming!" A sharp-eyed teenager shouted.

Sure enough, on the horizon, hundreds of big flags were raised, and the most conspicuous thing in public was a golden handsome flag, which was embroidered with the word "Yang" of Douda.

"Open the main gate, Yang Dashuai triumphant." Several horsemen who reported the news in front took the tokens and opened the way for the army in front.

The three gates of Chaoyang Gate are all opened, the so-called Chaoyang Gate, it is located in the east of the city, and it is the first city gate in the city to welcome the sunshine. Yang Xiaoshan, Chen Yucheng, Li Xiucheng and other generals rode horses into the city first, they came from east to west with the sun on their backs, and the people in the city looked at them as if they were wrapped in the sun, covered with golden light, like heavenly soldiers descending to earth, extremely sacred.

"Heaven blessed, heaven descended blessings, Yang Dashuai and his generals wiped out tens of thousands of demons, killed Qi Shan, Xiang Rong and many other demon leaders, and brought thousands of grain trucks. I hope that in the future, everyone will live and work in peace and contentment. The cavalry that opened the way entered the city gate, and as they walked forward, they loudly announced the news of the victory of all the Tianjing soldiers and civilians, so that everyone could live with peace of mind. has been stuck in the neck of Jiangnan Daying for nearly three years, and everyone has not eaten with an open stomach for too long.

The soldiers and civilians who greeted each other cheered in unison.

"Chitose, Chitose, Chitose."

"Yang Dashuai is mighty."

"Victory, God forbid."

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Thousands of people in the city of Nanjing are empty, scrambling to intimidate the legendary young hero Yang Xiaoshan, his story is too legendary, from an ordinary heavenly soldier to the current Tianzhong military division, the Holy Spirit Cloud, Tongtian King. The boys yearn for such stories, hoping that one day they too will become such legends, and the girls also gather together to cast adoring eyes and gaze at the great heroes of Heaven.

With such support, the heavenly soldiers under Yang Xiaoshan's command are all very high-chested, and they walk with the wind, such an honor is not often there.

Yang Xiaoshan smiled and waved his hand to greet the crowd on both sides, his kind gesture made all the people who greeted him feel very comfortable, everyone was used to seeing all kinds of high-ranking officials in the Kingdom of Heaven hugging each other before they went out, and they were full of style. The others could only kneel beside them, and they didn't dare to look at them directly. Nowadays, Yang Xiaoshan is so high and approachable, which makes those who admire him admire him more, and those who worship him even more, and cheer even more.

In the East Palace, Yang Xiuqing was handling official business when he heard a noise outside.

"What day is it today, why is it so noisy outside?" Yang Xiuqing put down his official duties and asked Cheng Xueqi next to him.

Cheng Xueqi has made a lot of meritorious contributions recently, and he is more and more reused by the East King, and he suddenly became the deputy prime minister of the East Palace.

"If you go back to the king of the east, today the prince class will return to Beijing, and this voice should be the cheers of the army and the people welcoming the prince." Cheng Xueqi replied immediately.

"Can there be such a big movement?" The East King frowned, looking a little displeased.

"Yes, today 100,000 Tianjing soldiers and civilians have taken to the streets to welcome the son. The prince is deeply popular with the people, and a few days ago, King Yi returned to Kyoto without this treatment. Cheng Xueqi was full of deep meaning, especially emphasized.

"Really?" Yang Xiuqing didn't say anything, but Cheng Xueqi, who had already figured out Dongwang's thoughts, could see that this matter had had an impact in his heart.

Tongtian Palace, Su Qiaomei took a group of people from the palace to welcome Yang Xiaoshan back to the palace.

"The prince has returned home, the prince has returned home." The subordinates happily looked at Yang Xiaoshan, who had been fighting abroad for many years, many newcomers had never seen him, but his name was already thunderous in everyone's hearts.

"Finally home." Yang Xiaoshan arrived at his palace, kicked off the horse, and the subordinates led the horse away.

Su Qiaomei was so excited at the gate that she was about to cry, her husband was fighting outside, and she couldn't communicate with her from time to time. She was worried all day long, for fear of accidents, and begged the Buddha at home to bless Xiaoshan to be safe. This time, when I saw Xiaoshan arrive home, the stone in my heart fell to the ground.

"Sister Qiao, I'm back." As soon as Yang Xiaoshan entered the door, he took Qiao Mei's hand.

"Lord Wang, there are so many people here, don't make people laugh." Su Qiaomei was still a little embarrassed.

"Is this the child of the West Princess? It's all so big, do you have a name? Yang Xiaoshan took the child in Qiao Mei's arms, he was put on death row as soon as he came back from the last Western Expedition, and Qiao Mei didn't dare to take the children to that kind of place, so Yang Xiaoshan saw his child for the first time.

"Not yet, only the nickname Huzi, or the prince will give him a name, I can't give a name to a woman." Su Qiaomei hurriedly said.

Yang Xiaoshan thought all the way, came to the palace hall, and finally said: "It's called Jiye, Xiao Jiye, inherit the career of King Xi." ”

"Jikarma? It's a good name, but it's not called Xiao Jiye, it's called Yang Jiye. Su Qiaomei saw that the child didn't seem to be used to being in Xiaoshan's arms, so she hurriedly picked up the child again, and seemed to like this child very much.

"What?" Yang Xiaoshan was a little weak-hearted.

"I haven't told you yet, I want to ask Dongwang to pass on the child to our Yang family." Su Qiaomei said in a low voice.

"Why?" Yang Xiaoshan was a little puzzled.

"Xiaoshan, I never dared to tell you, in fact, I have already seen the doctor, and several doctors said that I was too thin when I grew my body, and my belly did not grow well, and I am afraid that I will not be able to give birth in the future. This child is destined for me, and Xuanjiao personally handed him over to me and asked me to treat him as a son, so I moved this thought. Su Qiaomei muttered in a very small voice, for fear that the people outside the door would hear.

Yang Xiaoshan understands now, this may be uterine dysplasia, he knows Su Qiaomei's thinness, Qiaomei's nickname was still skinny monkey when they first met, "Don't be discouraged, we are still young, we will have children in the future." Yang Xiaoshan comforted. ”

Su Qiaomei nodded, she knew that this was Xiaoshan comforting herself. She stood up and shouted out the door: "Yingzi, come in, the prince is back, let the prince see you." ”

"Yes, Wang Niang." A juanxiu voice responded, and a girl with a calm temperament and sparse eyebrows walked in, she recently gave Yang Xiaoshan a Wan'an salute, and lightly opened her lips: "Chang Shuying has seen the prince, the prince Wan'an." ”

"This is Yingzi?" Yang Xiaoshan couldn't believe it, I haven't seen her for two or three years, and the little Lori Yingzi has become a big girl, like Shen Meizhuang in Zhen Huan's biography in her previous life, she doesn't look like a maid in every move, and others think it's a lady if they don't say it.

"Yingzi, go and pour a cup of tea for the prince." Su Qiaomei pushed her away, and said to Yang Xiaoshan with an inquiring gaze: "What do you think of Yingzi?" I've never treated her like a human being, and although she's a maid to the outside, I treat her like a sister. Since I can't have children, it's better to marry her to you, so that I can inherit the incense of our Yang family. ”

"What?" Yang Xiaoshan didn't react for a while, "I haven't been mentally prepared for this, I've always regarded Yingzi as a sister, so I'm not in a hurry." ”

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, it's just a proposal of mine. Yingzi is polite and generous, she is really a good girl, if the prince needs a mother, you may wish to consider it. Su Qiaomei smiled.

"All I need is you." Yang Xiaoshan had bad intentions and said with a wicked smile.

"You're crazy, it's still daytime, what do you let the people hear? You are the king, the great hero of the kingdom of heaven. Su Qiaomei's face was blushing, but she was still very happy in her heart, and her husband still loved her all the way.