This small village at the foot of Tiger Valley Mountain has no name, it is a nameless village.

The people here are more accustomed to calling their village Hugu Mountain directly, just because it is located at the foot of Hugu Mountain.

The village is small and has a small population, but it has a lot of resources.

There is a delicatessen in the village that specializes in cooking some game from the mountains and selling it to the county seat of Changping, which is said to be doing well. Yang Shouwen has lived here for 17 years, and he has eaten this game deli many times. To be honest, I don't think it's that delicious. In this era, there are not many cooking methods, mainly roasting, steaming, boiling, stewing and other means, and there are not so many seasonings. If you want to eat a small stir-fry, you can't because of various conditions.

However, the delicatessen did not do well.

Hugu Mountain is adjacent to the official road, and there will be a lot of pedestrians going to and from Guzhu and Changping, as well as Juyongguan every day.

So, the deli sells wine and cooked food at the same time, and customers show up every day.

Today was no exception, when Yang Shouwen bought the food and drinks and was about to leave the store, someone shouted to him behind him.

It was a man in his thirties, with long teeth and white lips and a handsome appearance.

Tall, about 180 cm, slender and straight. A pair of long legs, which can be called the golden ratio, with the little white face that men want to punch after seeing it, it will be a 'male god' in the future.

Yang Shouwen didn't recognize the other party, he only felt that the face was ...... I really want to punch it and try it out.

"Young Lang, are you Yang Erlang?"

The uncle was gentle and graceful and came to Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen was stunned, "Who are you?" ”

Does this person know Yang Rui? Do I look like that idiot, though?

The uncle said: "When I heard the store chatting with you just now, I mentioned Wenxuan's name, so I guessed your identity." ”

Wenxuan is Yang Chenglie's word.

Unless they are confidants and friends, few people will call others directly.

"My name is Chen Ziang, and I have known your father for many years. A few days ago, I said that I would come to visit, and agreed to enjoy the moon together in the Mid-Autumn Festival. But when I came to your house, I found it empty. After asking, I found out that your family went up the mountain, and I was talking about finding someone to take me up the mountain in a while...... Hehe, I heard that Hugu Mountain is like a labyrinth. ”

With a confident smile, the uncle opened his mouth to report his identity.

In fact, Yang Shouwen had already guessed a rough idea, but he didn't expect this uncle to be so refreshing.

But uncle, who gave you so much confidence that I was Yang Erlang?

Yang Shouwen smiled: "Uncle, I think you may have misunderstood?" ”

In an instant, the uncle's expression suddenly became very interesting, and he seemed to be embarrassed, and he didn't know how to speak.

"You, not Yang Erlang?"

Yang Shouwen sighed, "Erlang is only thirteen this year, have you ever seen someone like me who is thirteen years old?" ”

Yes, Jasmine Yang!

But at this time, Yang Jasmine didn't care how old Yang Rui was, she was holding a cooked chicken and chewing it happily.

"That'...... I'm really sorry. ”

The uncle's handsome face, like white jade, showed a touch of red.

He smiled awkwardly and turned to leave.

Why is this uncle so shy? Yang Shouwen hurriedly said, "Uncle, why are you going?" ”

"Hehe, I recognized the wrong person, so ......"

"Uncle, although I am not Yang Erlang, I didn't say that Yang County Lieutenant is not my father? Why don't you listen to me? ”

"You're not Yang Erlang?" The uncle was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little confused.

However, he immediately came to his senses and blurted out: "You are not Erlang, you are not an idiot." ”

Why did the urge to hit him suddenly become so strong?

Yang Shouwen was just about to answer, but the uncle had already reacted, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you Dalang?" ”

It's Dalang again!

Yang Shouwen sighed and said with a helpless expression: "Uncle, I am Da Lang, and Erlang is my brother." ”

"You ......"

"My dementia is cured!"

Seeing that the uncle was a little at a loss, Yang Shouwen added another sentence.

"Oh...... I see. I'll just say, when I first saw you, it was a little familiar, and it was exactly the same as when your aunt was young. ”

The 'Ah Niang' in this uncle's mouth should not be the current Song family, but Yang Shouwen's mother-in-law.

If that's the case, the uncle and the dad have known each other for a long time! But why have you never heard Daddy say it?

Yang Shouwen suddenly had a question in his heart.

However, he can't control the affairs of the adult's family, as a son.

So, Yang Shouwen said with a smile: "Since the uncle already knows my identity, go up the mountain with me." My dad was already on the mountain last night, and he probably won't be down in the next two days. The house at the bottom of the hill was empty, and there were basically no people. ”

"If that's the case, then please wait."

After the uncle finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and walked back to the delicatessen.

Yang Shouwen shook his head and stood on the side of the road waiting. However, his body suddenly trembled, and he turned his head and asked, "Yang Jasmine, what did he say his name?" ”

"Aang!"

Yang Jasmine raised her head and replied vaguely.

The very fat cooked chicken was killed by Yang Jasmine in such a short period of time. He chewed on chicken bones in his mouth, making a crunching sound. Yang Shouwen noticed that this thing actually eats chicken without spitting out bones?

"Yes, Chen Ziang."

Yang Shouwen sighed in his heart: Chen Ziang, could it be said that he is the one who made 'I have not seen the ancients before, I have not seen the comers after, I have read the world for a long time, and I am alone and crying'?

Speaking of Chen Ziang, the only thing that is most well-known in later generations seems to be the "Song of Dengyouzhou".

In fact, in the process of developing and changing the poetic style from the early Tang Dynasty to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Chen Ziang is definitely an unavoidable existence.

Lu Zangyong once said in the "Preface to the Collection of Chen Ziang's Essays on the Right Side": The horizontal control of the decadent waves, the world suddenly changes the quality of the text. And the poet saint Du Fu, who was extremely respected by later generations, also wrote poems to praise Chen Ziangdao: Loyalty and righteousness through the ages, and there are posthumous feelings.

Later, Jin Daiyuan asked more in the "On Poetry Quatrains" and wrote, "On merit if Huaiping Wu example, co-authored the golden cast Ziang."

It can be seen from this that Chen Ziang had an outstanding influence on the prosperous Tang Dynasty and even later generations.

Yang Shouwen didn't remember who Chen Ziang was at first, because he really couldn't associate his father, who was a bit funny, with the famous Chen Ziang. That's Chen Ziang! How could Daddy know him?

Listening to Chen Ziang's words just now, he seems to be very familiar with his father and even his mother.

Speaking of which, was Dad also a romantic figure back then?

Just when Yang Shouwen lowered his head and thought wildly, Chen Ziang walked over with a horse and a big green donkey.

The donkey carried a large package on its back, which looked like it was not light.

"Da Lang, let's go."

Chen Ziang was full of interest and had the posture of wanting to leave immediately.

But Yang Shouwen looked at him, then at the horse and the donkey, and said softly after a while: "Mr. Chen, the mountain road is rugged, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to walk with my feet." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Ziang was stunned when he heard this, showing a look of embarrassment.

"How is that good?"

"Otherwise, let's store this foot power in the village house first?"

"But this burden ......"

Yang Shouwen sighed, stepped forward, and picked up the burden from the donkey's back.

"Da Lang be careful, it's heavy."

It's heavy, but it'...... It's still up to it. Besides, isn't there Yang Jasmine, what is there to worry about?

Yang Shouwen said: "Sir, don't worry, a few parcels are not a big deal." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Yang Jasmine, and saw that this guy was still holding the fat chicken and eating it with relish.

"Jasmine Yang!"

"Yes."

"Deliver the horse and donkey to Tamuramasa's house, and say that they will come and get them in two days."

"Good!"

Yang Jasmine took the rest of the chicken's neck with the chicken head and stuffed it into her mouth, followed by a creaking sound.

A pair of oily hands took the reins from Chen Ziang's hands.

"Yang Jasmine, I'll accompany Mr. Chen on the road, and you will catch up in a while."

"Ah Lang, don't worry, Yang Jasmine will be here soon."

"Also, remember to go home and get two jars of wine, do you know where you put it?"

"Yes."

Yang Shouwen carried the boss's package on his back, smiled and said to Chen Ziang: "Mr. Chen, let's go up the mountain first." ”

Chen Ziang was frightened by Yang Shouwen's strength and was a little embarrassed.

"Da Lang, can you carry it? Why don't I get some for you...... This mountain road is difficult to walk, how can you let yourself contribute alone, I will help you get some, take some good. ”