"Yang just told the prince, and didn't let the prince make a decision for Yang!"

Yang Xiaoyu strode into the Jiangning County Palace, his face cold and terrifying.

Zhu Leshan, who was standing in front of the gate, opened his mouth and angrily pointed at the back of Yang Xiaoyu walking into the mansion and couldn't speak.

Yang Xiaoyu walked through the corridor, came to the backyard of the county king's mansion, stopped a maidservant, asked about the courtyard of the county lord of Ning Meng, and strode away.

Zhu Leshan, who was following in the distance, stomped his feet, his daughter's innocent reputation was ruined, and he finally stayed in the house to recuperate, and now Yang Xiaoyu went in to see him, how should Yangzhou City tell about it tomorrow?

Yang Xiaoyu didn't think about it so much, he came to Zhu Ningmeng's courtyard, and went straight forward to push open the door.

The room is fragrant and misty, refreshing!

Zhu Ningmeng was dressed in a yellow dress and sat on the edge of the couch slightly distracted.

"The lower official has seen the county lord!" Yang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to close the door and smiled at Zhu Ningmeng, who had come back to his senses.

Zhu Ningmeng seemed to know that Yang Xiaoyu would come, so she got up and sighed faintly: "You're here!" ”

"Yang is here to bid farewell to the county lord!" Yang Xiaoyu bowed and said in a straight voice.

"Then you can go!" Zhu Ningmeng's expression remained unchanged, still as cold as usual.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly: "Say goodbye!" Then he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhu Ningmeng asked in a crisp voice, "Isn't Lord Yang going to say something?" ”

"There's nothing to say down there!"

Yang Xiaoyu really has nothing to say, he and Zhu Ningmeng are destined to be impossible, and it is useless to talk more.

"Lord Yang is leaving, and the concubine will not be sent!" Zhu Ningmeng's delicate body trembled slightly, and he said coldly.

"Take care, county lord!"

Yang Xiaoyu sighed in his heart, fortunately he was not carried away by Zhu Ningmeng's beauty, if he didn't hold back. broke Zhu Ningmeng's body, how could he leave Yangzhou in peace today.

Out of the courtyard, he heard Zhu Ningmeng crying slightly!

However, he could only smile bitterly in return.

Yang Xiaoyu strode out of the Jiangning County Palace, returned to his mansion, and ordered the guards to pack up. The next day, we left the city.

On the second day, it was very bright.

There were more than a dozen carriages parked in front of Yang's mansion, all of which were filled with maidservants and their families.

The guards went to the capital in batches, and there were less than fifty horsemen left by Yang Xiaoyu's side.

Yang Xiaoyu rode a horse, and Yang Yuhuai, who was holding a spear, and Chen Yingren, who was hanging a sword from his waist, stood on the left and right.

"Young master, young master!"

A fast horse rushed forward, galloped quickly to Yang Xiaoyu's side, and the man on horseback took out the letter in his arms and said, "Young master, the commander sent you a letter from home!" ”

Yang Xiaoyu reached out and took the letter and opened it. It turned out to be Yang Yong's third marriage urging letter, asking him to suspend his stay in Beijing and wait until the end of the month to get married in Yangzhou, and then go to Beijing.

Originally, his wedding date with Miss Shen was set for the eighth day of the lunar month.

According to the rules, the marriage period is certain, and it cannot be changed.

But the holy decree is as big as the sky, and the holy will allows him to enter Beijing, and the marriage period does not exist.

Yang Yong has been sending him letters again and again these days. Let him go back to Hangzhou to discuss the marriage, after the marriage is completed at the end of October. Re-enter the capital.

finally caught such an opportunity to openly escape from marriage, so that Yang Xiaoyu would not get married according to Yang Yong's wishes.

In his mind, the fame has not been accomplished, and the great cause is illusory, how can he get married!

Besides, he doesn't get married. A person can do whatever he wants, and after marrying a wife, there is suddenly an extra hostess in the house, and at the same time, there is also an extra burden.

Yang Xiaoyu put the letter in his arms. said to the man on horseback: "Go back and report to your father, the holy order is as big as the sky, and the courtiers should put the king's affairs first, how can they talk about their children's private affairs in vain." ”

"Young master, the commander said, if you refuse to get married, please take Miss Shen into Beijing!" The man on horseback arched his hand.

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned, however, just as he was stunned, there were government soldiers on the street holding two big cards holding up solemn and avoiding them, and the government soldiers behind him beat gongs and drums, and two carriages came slowly.

Yang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked the man who delivered the letter: "What else does my father have to say?" ”

"After the commander lets you enter Beijing, take the opportunity to ask the emperor to return to Jiangnan to complete the marriage, if His Majesty does not allow it, let you get married in the capital!" The man hurriedly replied.

"Young Master, Governor Shen's car has arrived!" Chen Yingren next to him reminded in a low voice.

Yang Xiaoyu turned over and dismounted with a bitter face, stepping on the snowflakes everywhere to meet him.

"The virtuous nephew is a high-ranking official from the fourth rank in a blink of an eye!" Shen Mingda lifted the curtain, got out of the car and laughed loudly.

"Uncle Shen has won the award!" Yang Xiaoyu bowed......

"Your father sent a letter to the old man, asking the little girl to follow you into Beijing to get married, the old man waited for you for a few days, but he didn't see you coming, why is this?" Shen Mingda's eyes narrowed and he asked unhappily.

Yang Xiaoyu's face was not red, and he pointed to the messenger slave and said: "Uncle doesn't know, the messenger slave also sent the words of the father just now, and the little nephew is preparing to greet Miss Shen!" ”

"The old man sent the little girl here, you have to take care of it on the way!" Shen Mingda didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, and if he studied it carefully, it would not be beneficial to both of them.

"Uncle, don't worry, the little nephew will definitely take care of Miss Shen!" Yang Xiaoyu assured with a solemn face.

Shen Mingda nodded, waved his hand behind him, and dozens of men on tall horses escorted a carriage forward.

"The old man handed over his daughter to you!"

Shen Mingda was about to tell Yang Xiaoyu something, but he thought that the knots at that banquet had not been unraveled, so he simply didn't say anything, just told him, and got into the carriage.

Yang Xiaoyu bowed towards Shen Mingda's carriage, turned around with a wry smile, stepped forward and turned on his horse, leading a group of family members out of the city.

Miss Shen is everyone's best girl, there are maidservants in her car, and there are dozens of Shen family guards on both sides, so she doesn't need Yang Xiaoyu to protect her at all.

After leaving the city, the carriage drove slowly along the official road to the north.

A heavy snowfall covered a radius of 100 miles, but fortunately, the roads in Jiangnan were flat, and there were no rough roads such as mountain slopes.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't stand the cold wind immediately, and less than ten miles out of the city, he got into Ling Lu and Mingyue's car.

Ling Lu's mood recovered during this time, and she smiled from time to time, and her autumn watery eyes were watery and pitiful.

Mingyue looks more charming and charming than before, but when someone is there, she always gives Yang Xiaoyu a cold face.

Yang Xiaoyu was also accustomed to Mingyue's expression, and after getting into the carriage, he sat directly beside Ling Lu, stretched out his hand to grab Ling Lu's delicate body, and said with a smile: "Miss Ling, your eldest brother is doing well in Yangzhou, and he has owned a lot of shops in just a few months, it seems that your Ling family is a genius in business!" ”

"Big brother is loyal and good at running a store!" Ling Lu smiled charmingly and replied with a twisted expression.

Yang Xiaoyu knew that she was disgusted with Mingyue beside her, and she couldn't let go of her temperament.

The daughter who used to be high in the sky has now become the object of her oil all day long.

Yang Xiaoyu was extremely happy in her heart, and said, "Miss Ling, Miss Mingyue is beautiful and moving, how about this young master find her a family affair?" ”

Ling Lu's panicked expression flashed away, now she is left with Mingyue as a personal person, if Yang Xiaoyu marries Mingyue, she will not even have someone to talk to in the future.

Mingyue blushed angrily, secretly scolded Yang Xiaoyu for her lack of morality, knowing that Miss couldn't do without her, but she still said this, isn't this a deliberate bully of Miss?

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Ling Lu's delicate face and stopped talking, slowly moved her hands to Mingyue's delicate body, touched Mingyue's plump buttocks, and said with a smile: "Miss Mingyue looks like a flower and jade, Miss Ling keeps her by her side, but she will rob your man in the future?" ”

Ling Lu was ashamed of herself, she is now Yang Xiaoyu's maid, sooner or later she will have to go to Yang Xiaoyu's bed, Mingyue follows her, isn't she the same as her, and she has to serve Yang Xiaoyu?

"Yes!"

Suddenly, the bright moon groaned. Moaned.

Yang Xiaoyu hurriedly stretched out his hand back, and pretended to be straight and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Mingyue?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Ling Lu stared at Mingyue for a moment, and wondered, "Why is your face so red?" Are you sick? ”

Mingyue's face flushed with shame, and she squeaked: "I didn't rest well last night, the car shook a little just now, and my leg hit the plank, it hurt!" ”

Without waiting for Ling Lu to speak, Yang Xiaoyu took the lead in speaking: "That's it, Young Master Ben's carriage is free, you go to Young Master's carriage to sleep for a while!" ”

"Mingyue, you haven't rested well, just go to sleep in Childe's car!" Ling Lu was hugged by Yang Xiaoyu, and there was a bright moon watching next to her, and she always felt that she couldn't let go of her body, so she had to follow the help. (To be continued......)