As the uncle spoke, he stepped forward and took the wine and food from Yang Shouwen's hand.

"It's easier for you, too."

In Yang Shouwen's heart, it seemed that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring by...... Do you help me get the food, do you just take the food and drinks?

But he couldn't say anything more, so he could only lead the way in front with a wry smile.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Wenxuan for more than ten years...... I remember that he used to be the captain of Guoyi in Zhichong Mansion, Junzhou, how could he come to Changping to be a county lieutenant? If he hadn't gone to Jixian to do business this year, I wouldn't have known he was in Youzhou. ”

Chen Ziang's expression was relaxed, and he followed Yang Shouwen with wine and food.

As he walked, he said, looking familiar, "By the way, Da Lang, you are seventeen now, where are you studying now?" ”

"I ...... Haven't read a book. ”

"Didn't read?" Chen Ziang stopped abruptly and said angrily: "Wen Xuante is not like words, how can he abuse you so badly?" Thinking about how literary Xiwen was back then, how could her son not study? Spreading it out, wouldn't it be a loss of face for Xiwen? ”

Xiwen is Yang Shouwen's biological mother, Zheng Xiwen.

Yang Shouwen actually doesn't know much about his biological mother.

Hearing Chen Ziang say this, Yang Shouwen knew that his mother seemed to be quite famous during her lifetime.

"Sir, don't say so, it's no wonder Daddy is doing this.

I...... In the past few years, I have been in a state of confusion and suffered from dementia. It wasn't until a few days ago that I came to my senses, so I didn't go to school, because my father refused to let me study. ”

When Chen Ziang heard this, he showed a touch of sadness.

"Original...... I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect you to be so miserable. ”

"Well, it's not bitter. When Aung was here, he always cared for me. In order to take care of me, he refused to even live in the city, and stayed with me in this small village for more than ten years, until his old man died. Although Daddy is busy, he also cares about me very much. Although I am a little confused, I have lived a happy life in the past seventeen years. ”

"It's good to be happy, so under Xiwen Jiuquan, I won't worry too much."

After Chen Ziang finished speaking, he stopped talking.

His mind seemed to fly out of the clouds all at once, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Yang Shouwen felt that it was too much pressure to chat with this great god...... Yes, it's just too much pressure.

The thinking of the great god is always very jumpy, and the topic is unscrupulous.

To say that it sounds good is casual, and to say that it is ugly is nonsense...... Although Yang Shouwen has memories of two lives, he also feels very difficult to keep up with the train of thought of this great god. If everyone doesn't speak, it might have been better.

Halfway up the mountain road, Jasmine Yang caught up from behind.

Without saying a word, he took the package from Yang Shouwen, and then handed the wine jar in his hand to Yang Shouwen.

"Da Lang ......"

"Sir, don't call me Dalang, just call me son."

"Why?"

Chen Ziang seemed to be interested all of a sudden, and asked curiously: "Son, is it your name?" However, Da Lang is not wrong, why don't you want me to call you Da Lang, but want me to call you son? Does this word Dalang have a bad meaning with you? ”

Oh my god!

The great god is actually a Tang Sanzang.

Chen Ziang's series of questions made Yang Shouwen not know how to answer.

He thought for a while and said, "There's no bad meaning, it's just that I don't like people to call me Da Lang, it feels weird." ”

"Is it weird?"

"Isn't it to blame?"

"Oh...... What do you have in this jar? ”

"Wine."

"It's wine!"

Chen Ziang showed a sudden expression, and then stopped talking.

Yang Shouwen let out a long breath and said secretly: It's really tiring to talk to the great god!

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Back at the Little Maitreya Temple, it was already past noon.

Yang Jasmine ate a fat chicken, so she felt fine, but Yang Shouwen was hungry and a little unbearable.

Of course, being hungry is one thing, but more importantly, it's hard to talk to the gods.

chatting intermittently along the way, Yang Shouwen found that Chen Ziang's thinking jumped too fast, so fast that he couldn't hide his ears and steal the bell. Every time in order to pick up Chen Ziang's words, Yang Shouwen had to pay full attention, even carefully.

Finally returned to the mountain, Yang Shouwen was exhausted.

But Chen Ziang's spirit was very good, and he was still more than a hundred meters away from the mountain gate, so he shouted loudly: "Yang Wenxuan, I'm here, come and greet me." ”

He shouted as he quickened his pace.

Inside the mountain gate, the figure of Yang Chenglie appeared.

Seeing Chen Ziang appear, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of disgust, "Chen Boyu, you are still the same." Every time it will appear in advance, it will be elusive like a ghost, didn't it say that it would come tomorrow? ”

"Hahaha, I'm just going to surprise you. Gao is not happy, is he happy? ”

Yang Chenglie frowned and said, "I'm not happy, I'm not happy, I'm going to die!" ”

As he spoke, Chen Ziang had already arrived outside the mountain gate.

Yang Chenglie glared at him, but he stiffened his neck and looked at Yang Chenglie with an unconvinced look.

Yang Shouwen was a little surprised, he couldn't figure out what the situation of these two was, why did they look like they were going to fight?

"Wenxuan, don't come unharmed."

"Chen Boyu, you are more annoying than before."

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, Chen Ziang suddenly smiled, and Yang Chenglie's face also showed a smile.

Yang Chenglie stepped out of the mountain gate and shook hands with Chen Ziang.

But Chen Ziang did not return the salute, but stepped forward and hugged Yang Chenglie.

Nima, what a passion!

Yang Shouwen was stunned in the back, and he didn't know what to do.

However, Yang Chenglie found the package on his body, suddenly pushed Chen Ziang away, pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Chen Boyu, you are shameless."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Why do you ask my son to carry your bag for you? You used to be like this, let me help you carry the bag, and now you are bullying my son, don't you think my Yang family is easy to bully? ”

"Ha, I did it on purpose."

After Chen Ziang finished speaking, he seemed to remember something interesting, and laughed out loud.

Yang Chenglie pointed at Yang Shouwen and scolded: "You stupid, you don't know that you are bullied to the end, and you still pretend to be smart and guide others all day long." Hurry up and throw things away, this poor measure is very bad, don't give him a good face. ”

Having said that, Yang Chenglie walked over, snatched the package from Yang Shouwen's hand, and then walked into the mountain gate with it.

"Yang Wenxuan, your son turned out to be as stupid as you."

"If you dare to say it again, I will stone you to death."

"Come on, come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

While the two were arguing, they walked into the mountain gate.

Yang Shouwen glanced at Yang Jasmine, but Yang Jasmine was at a loss.

God knows what kind of relationship Yang Chenglie and Chen Ziang is. But now, it seems that it should not be the enemy.

It's just that......

Yang Shouwen still felt a little strange, he always felt that Chen Ziang's appearance seemed a little sudden.

In the afternoon, Yang Chenglie and Chen Ziang were talking in the meditation room.

Sometimes they quarrel, sometimes they cry and laugh, giving people a sense of madness.

Yang Shouwen accompanied them for a while, then said goodbye and left.

He has largely figured out the relationship between Chen Ziang and Yang Chenglie. If it can be summed up in one sentence, it is a rival in love.

Chen Ziang was a native of Shehong in Zizhou, which was later known as Shehong County, Sichuan Province.

Yang Shouwen's mother followed her father into Sichuan in her early years. Yang Shouwen's maternal grandfather was the Shehong County Commander at that time, and he was friendly with Chen Ziang's father, so he accepted Chen Ziang as a protégé and taught him "Poems" and "Treatises". It was at that time that Chen Ziang met Yang Shouwen's mother and fell in love with Yang Shouwen's mother. It's a pity that at that time, Yang Shouwen's mother regarded him as a younger brother and didn't find anything abnormal. A few years later, Zheng Xiwen left Zizhou with her father.

A few years have passed, and the former teenager Chen Ziang has become a well-educated person.

In the first year of Tiaolu, that is, in 679 AD, Chen Ziang Huai had the talent of the world, went north to Chang'an from the Three Gorges to participate in the imperial examination.

That was the year that Zheng Xiwen married Yang Chengyeol.

For this reason, Chen Ziang was very angry and wanted to trouble Yang Chenglie several times.

But at that time, Yang Chenglie was already an official. He was born in the Hongnong Yang family, and naturally he was not inferior to the Xingyang Zheng family, and his status was higher than that of Chen Ziang. However, Yang Chenglie did not bully others, but had a good time fighting with Chen Ziang.

That year, Chen Ziang failed in the imperial examination, and Yang Chenglie gave 20 gold as travel expenses and accompanied Chen Ziang all the way back to Shehong.

In the first year of Yongchun, in 681 AD, Yang Shouwen was born.

Chen Ziang once again embarked on the road of the imperial examination, while Yang Chenglie took Zheng Xiwen's mother and son south to Junzhou to take up his post......

At that time, Chen Ziang said that he would definitely be able to go to high school, and when the time came, he would go to Junzhou to find Yang Chenglie.

But that year, Chen Ziang failed again. He went to Junzhou without shame and quietly returned to his hometown. Since then, Yang Chenglie and Chen Ziang have lost contact.