Although Yang Lian was talking about frustration, he was still paying attention to the Southern Tang Dynasty's attack on Fujian, after all, the battle of the imperial court, if Li Jingsui, the king of Qi, was defeated, and the power of Li Hongji, the Duke of Dongping, would inevitably rise, and Yang Lian and Li Hongji had a bad relationship.

However, judging from the current situation, the first battle in Fuzhou is in the stalemate stage, and Yang Lian estimates that at least until the beginning of spring tomorrow will there be new progress. Things were just as Yang Lian judged, in late October, after Wu Yueguo sent troops to support, it was nearly a month before he arrived in Fuzhou. During this time, for a full month, the soldiers and horses of the Southern Tang Dynasty could not conquer the inner city of Fuzhou for a long time.

Wu Yue people stole into the inner city, brought enough food, and Li Renda rounded, so that Li Renda more firm belief in sticking, soon after, the Southern Tang army captured the Dongwu Gate, Chen Jue and sent Xinzhou Assassin Wang Jianfeng to lead the army to assist, but due to the generals' struggle, it was not possible to capture the inner city. Instead, Li Renda found an opportunity to kill more than 100 soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which greatly boosted the morale of the coalition army.

These news reached Jinling in mid-December, and most of the Southern Tang monarchs and ministers were optimistic about this, after all, Chen Jue's good news had been revised. And under the big victory, no one paid attention to the details.

Li Jing was very happy, and ordered his fourth brother Li Jingda to send an envoy to Fuzhou to reward the three armies, and asked him to tell Chen Jue that he must take Fuzhou after the beginning of spring and end the war. In Beijing, Li Jing feasted the ministers, and all officials above the third grade participated in this banquet.

Yang Lian, Lin Renzhao, and Chen Tie are naturally not qualified, so they often hide in the house and drink rice wine, and the days are also free, at the end of the year, the king of Qi sent someone to send gifts, which made Yang Lian a little ashamed, although the two of them have the intention of using each other, but the king of Qi is indeed not thin on him. After thinking about it, Yang Lian personally took the secret sausage and landed in the Qi Palace.

In fact, sausages are ancient, there were in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but Yang Lian's sausages are specially smoked with foam made of pine and cypress branches, and a little dry mustard is added, which adds a little spiciness, and the taste is different from the general.

Sure enough, Li Jingsui, the king of Qi, saw it, and he didn't feel strange, so he asked people to do it immediately, wanting to taste the things sent by Yang Lian, and at the same time leaving Yang Lian to eat in his mansion. The two chatted, and couldn't help but talk about the war in Fuzhou, Yang Lian could see that Li Jingsui was very satisfied with the war in Fuzhou, and his words were also full of optimism.

The king of Qi was on the rise, and Yang Lian didn't want to sweep his interest, so he had to say a few words euphemistically, paying attention to the movements of Wu Yueren, maybe it was Yang Lian who said vaguely, and Li Jingsui, the king of Qi, didn't pay attention. After eating in the Qi Palace, Yang Lian went out, and the county lord of Huairou secretly leaned over, which was very mysterious.

"Are you free tomorrow?" Lord Huairou asked.

"Free." Yang Lian's answer was very brief.

"Accompany me to a place tomorrow." The county lord of Huairou seemed to be in a little depressed mood, thought about it, and whispered, "Don't tell your father." ”

Yang Lian nodded and said, "Okay." He turned around and was about to leave.

"Aren't you asking something?" Lord Huairou blinked his eyes and asked.

"Since you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Yang Lian smiled, waved his hand, and said, "When is tomorrow, I will wait for you at the gate of the Qi Palace." ”

"No, I'd better go find you." Lord Huairou said.

Yang Lian nodded very understandingly, turned around and left.

The next day, the sky was unexpectedly clear, Yang Lian got up early, still running routinely, taking a cold shower, and was about to eat breakfast, when the county lord of Huairou came secretly, only to see that her face was a little dirty, and she looked very embarrassed.

"County Lord, who are you?" Yang Lian was puzzled.

"On this day, my father will not allow me to come out." The county lord of Huairou looked very depressed.

"Why?" Yang Lian asked.

"Because, this day is a special day." The county lord of Huairou said, and suddenly saw a bowl of porridge in front of Yang Lian, and the taste came, and it was actually very fragrant. I didn't feel my stomach rumbling a few times.

"What is this? I'm going to eat it too. Lord Huairou said.

"Preserved egg and lean porridge." Yang Lian smiled, walked aside, served a bowl for the county lord of Huairou, put it in front of her, and brought two more steamed buns.

"Delicious, delicious." The county lord of Huairou thought that he was hungry, and while eating, he was talking, not caring about his image at all, Yang Lian looked at it and couldn't help but smile, this rude and willful little girl actually has a cute side.

"Why, the food you bring is always so delicious?" Lord Huairou said.

"There will be better food in the future." Yang Lian said with a smile, it is not enough to open an inn and restaurant, he is accumulating funds, preparing to build an iron shop, to create a batch of well-made blades, by the way, Yang Lian plans to build an iron pot. It's just that he is inexperienced, but he has read the theory before, and he doesn't remember it in detail. I don't know how many failures I have to go through before I can succeed. But failure is success for him. Mom, Yang Lian is not afraid of failure, but he is afraid that after failure, he will collapse, just like Chen Tie in the past.

After eating and drinking, the county lord of Huairou also had blood on his face, his body eased, and he shouted to hurry out of the city.

Approaching the end of the year, the city gate was particularly strict, especially the Southern Tang Dynasty was at war with the remnants of the Min State, and Wu Yueguo was also eyeing it, so the court was afraid that someone would come to make trouble. However, Yang Lian had the token of the Shenwu Army, and the county lord of Huairou also had a certificate from the Qi Palace, so the soldiers guarding the door let the two out of the city.

Yang Lian is strange, what is this Huairou County Lord going to do? Xuanwu Lake is outside Jinling City at this time, due to the cold and freezing, the edge of Xuanwu Lake has been frozen, only the center of the lake, you can still see the flow of water waves. The two walked slowly along the pipe, and the county lord of Huairou was unusually depressed.

Xuanwu Lake is in the Southern Tang Dynasty and is a royal garden, although ordinary people can't enter, but the lord of Huairou County showed his identity and had to be released. The lord of Huairou County is familiar with the road, and took Yang Lian into Yingzhou, Yingzhou is one of the five continents of Xuanwu Lake, because the continent is full of cherry blossoms, in March and April, the cherry blossoms are full of beauty, so this small island is called Yingzhou.

However, at this time, everything withered, the cherry blossom leaves could not withstand the impact of the cold snap, the leaves fell, only the bare branches remained, and a cold wind blew, which was really miserable and miserable, which made people feel a chill in their hearts. Entering Yingzhou, the county lord of Huairou was in a more depressed mood, and his steps were more gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up others.

Yang Lian raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that five hundred steps away, there were a few tombs, and when he got closer, someone happened to come over, wearing a hat on his head, and his face was covered with a white veil, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

Yang Lian took two steps, suddenly turned his head, looked carefully, and shook his head again, perhaps thinking too much.

After walking dozens of steps, Yang Lian saw the tombstone from a distance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, stunned. But he reacted quickly and kept his emotions in his heart well.

The county lord of Huairou walked to the huge tomb, and when he looked at the words on the tombstone, tears flowed. Yang Lian found at this time that in front of the grave, there was a bouquet of flowers, which was being blown by the cold wind and shivering. Could it be that the person just sent it? Yang Lian thought about it, and couldn't help but look back, the two had disappeared between heaven and earth.

Yang Lian raised his eyes and looked around, there was a larger cemetery nearby, burning white candles, and secretly thought that maybe the two people just now were burying the mausoleum. turned around, and then looked at the handwriting on the tombstone, "The tomb of the late Tang Yongxing princess Li Yaofan", this line of words is particularly dazzling.

This is his wife in this life, Li Yu's daughter, after Yang Lian was killed, Li Yaofan got the news that his father Li Yu killed her husband, so he rushed to Jinling to question. How could Li Yu admit that it was the thieves who killed Yang Lian and shirked the matter cleanly.

Li Yaofan refused to believe that Yang Wu had always had a good reputation in Jiangnan, especially Yang Xingmi pacified the rebellion in Jiangnan, drove away the ogre Sun Ru, and took out military rations to help the victims. After taking control of Jiangnan and Lianghuai, they even recruited and dispersed, lightly punished the meager endowments, and persuaded farmers to teach agriculture, so that the social economy in the Jianghuai region made a greater recovery during the war. The people in Jiangnan have nostalgia for Yang Wu, and it is impossible for someone to kill Yang Lian.

Li Yaofan refused to believe it, stayed in Jinling and didn't leave, after all, she was Li Yu's daughter, and Li Yu had no way to take her, and soon, Li Yaofan sat down and died, Li Yu sighed and buried her in Yingzhou.

The county lord of Huairou said while worshipping, and Yang Lian sorted out this matter through his own memory. For the wife of the former body, Yang Lian had respect, so he respectfully bowed, made a salute, and burned the paper money.

Seeing that the county lord of Huairou was still burning paper money, Yang Lian looked at it again and became interested in the tomb with white candles. Driven by curiosity, he walked over. When he saw the handwriting on it clearly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. This is the grave of "Yang Lian", many people thought that Yang Lian was dead, and so was Li Yu, no matter what, after all, it was the old prince of the previous dynasty, Li Yu's son-in-law, and the official title of Hongnong County Gong, Pinglu Army, Kanghua Army Festival Envoy, Zhongshu Order, Chizhou Festival Envoy. Li Yu still has to make a gesture and bury Yang Lian.

"My aunt's greatest wish is to be buried with Uncle Amour, but the imperial grandfather does not allow it. Just buried the two here, and made a ditch dug. "I don't know when, the county lord of Huairou came over.

Yang Lian clenched his fists, his knuckles clicked slightly, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, but it quickly swept away. On the one hand, he was angry at Li Yu's ruthlessness, and on the other hand, he felt lucky, after all, the grave in front of him was not the real Yang Lian.

The county lord of Huairou didn't notice anything else, and still worshiped in front of the grave of "Yang Lian", saying: "Uncle Amand is the best, he often takes me to dig birds' nests and fly kites. It's a pity that he is no longer there, why, for the sake of power, even the closest people will turn their faces and deny people? ”

Although the tone of the county lord of Huairou was soft, in Yang Lian's heart, it was like thunder, he took a deep breath, threw away all the shock and troubles in his heart, and said: "Don't be sad, one day, you will see him again." ”

"Really?" Lord Huairou asked.

"Really." Yang Lian nodded affirmatively.