Since the Yanshi Four Tigers were led by Yang Ping'an, the oil powder trio has gained a lot of benefits, especially Yang Guozhong. He did not live up to Yang Ping'an's kindness, and obtained a lot of court movements from Yang Zhi through eavesdropping, eavesdropping, clichés, inquiries and other means, and then told Yang Ping'an.

The impact of this unrest is beyond anyone's imagination. The soldiers and horses of Yang Shuo, the king of Ning, south of the Yangtze River, were gradually annexed and rectified, but the imperial court could not divide the soldiers and horses to go south to rescue, because the imperial court was also very chaotic now.

Five days after King Ning's rebellion, several assassinations occurred in Luoyang, the eastern capital, one after another, all of which were targeted by important ministers in the court. Such a terrible incident occurred at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the emperor was furious and ordered a strict search of the whole city, and for a time everyone in Luoyang City was in danger.

It was easy to quell the city and put down the assassination incident in the city, but the surrounding turmoil took the opportunity to expand, and there were signs of connecting into pieces.

The imperial court had no choice but to abandon the plan to go south to quell the rebellion, and ordered all parts of Jiangbei to take strict precautions, and at the same time dispatched troops to quell the large and small turmoil in various parts of the north.

However, the sources of these unrest seemed to have been discussed, and they broke out almost simultaneously, and some of them led troops to mutini and occupy the city, leaving the imperial court busy and exhausted to deal with it.

That is, the surrounding areas of Liangjing and the hinterland of the Central Plains were not affected by the war, taking Yanshi County as an example, the people in the city still lived peacefully, and they felt distant from the war.

"Big brother, I heard Yang Zhi's old man say that if the imperial court wants to send a large army south, I'm afraid it will take at least half a year." Yang Guozhong looked at Yang Ping'an carefully, for fear that the latter would be dissatisfied with this.

But Yang Ping'an's mind was thinking about another thing.

If you go outside, you must first settle inside, this is his evaluation of the current imperial court's measures. Such a move is not wrong, but the turmoil in the north and the rebellion of King Ning in the south almost happened before and after, which could not help but make him think more.

If he expected it to be true, King Ning's rebellion might not be easily quelled, and perhaps the Tang Dynasty would enter a dichotomy of confrontation between the north and the south.

If that's the case, then how can you kill Yang Xiong? How should Dong'er's revenge be avenged?

In a depressed mood, he refused the invitation to the dinner of the oil powder trio, and returned home with some wine and food from Yang's restaurant. Su Min can't cook, and if he doesn't want to cook, that's the only way to go.

When I returned home, as soon as I opened the courtyard door, I saw Xiao Sujia squatting on the ground, I didn't know what she was holding in her hand, and she was poking into the soil at once.

"What is the little guy doing? Wash your hands, you're going to eat soon......"

Whether it is for the entrustment of the old Su Tou, or to pity Su Jia's background, Yang Ping'an now loves Su Jia, his brother-in-law, a little more. But halfway through the words, he suddenly noticed that the thing in Su Jia's hand was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but say, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

For some reason, since the three members of the Su family stayed in his mansion, Su Jia's attitude towards him has always been lukewarm. Even if he loves him a lot these days, Su Jia's attitude has not changed, and he has always maintained a certain distance from him, only when he plays the harmonica, Su Jia will slowly approach and appreciate the rhythm.

But now I don't know why, Su Jia's attitude towards him is very bad. Hearing him speak, Su Jiaren's little ghost snorted angrily, turned around and ignored him.

If it were normal, Yang Ping'an would not be like a ten-year-old child, but today it is different.

He put the food box in his hand aside, walked quickly behind Su Jia, pulled it up, and then snatched the thing in his hand.

"Bad guys! You pay me back! Su Jia first broke free from Yang Ping'an's hands, and then kicked Yang Ping'an's calf with her feet while screaming, "Big bad guy, give it back to me!" ”

Ignoring Su Jia's kicking and hitting himself, Yang Ping'an looked at the thing in his hand, his brows furrowed, and his eye circles became moist.

He once gave Dong'er a white jade bead hairpin, put it on for Dong'er with his own hands, and then pulled out the wooden hairpin that Dong'er had worn for many years, and smiled as a token of love between the two.

Now there is no trace of Yirenfang, and the only thing left for Yang Ping'an is the wooden hairpin, which sees things and thinks about people. But now Su Jia actually took the wooden hairpin and poked the ant hole in the ground, and what was even more hateful was that the wooden hairpin had been broken in two, and the hairpin head part fell on the soil and was covered with dust.

"Bad guy, give me back what I have!"

Is that your thing? Yang Ping'an was sad in his heart, and pushed him away: "Get out, dare to bother me to see if I don't beat you!" ”

Squatting down with his arms trembling, he carefully picked up the hairpin head, and tried to restore the two wooden hairpins without giving up. The wooden hairpin was broken, the incision was uneven, and after Yang Ping'an carefully pounded it, it was barely connected together.

However, at this moment, Su Jia, who was snatched away by Yang Ping'an and scolded by him loudly, was annoyed, and rushed over directly and hit Yang Ping'an: "Bad guy, you rob me of things, and you dare to beat me!" ”

was hit by Su Jia, Yang Ping'an's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground, and what was even worse was that the wooden hairpin that had just been connected broke in two again.

Guy who owes a beating!

Yang Ping'an, who was furious, picked up Su Jia, put him face down on his lap, and slapped Su Jia's buttocks, and slapped it a few times.

"Wow!" Su Jia kept struggling in pain, and her mouth was also crying, and her face was flushed. Yang Ping'an was annoyed that he had damaged the only memorial left by Dong'er, and held Su Jia down.

Su Jia is young, how can she break free from Yang Ping'an's hands? I can only cry loudly and keep cursing: "Wow, big bad guy, you let me go...... If you dare to hit me, I will not let you go! ”

"Don't touch my little brother!"

After only a few hits, Su Min suddenly appeared. A gust of wind rushed to Yang Ping'an's side, ripped Yang Ping'an's arm away, and snatched Su Jia from his arms.

"The little brother doesn't cry, the little brother doesn't cry, is it hurt? Does it hurt? ”

"Sister!" Su Jia threw herself into Su Min's arms and cried even louder, "Wow, he's a big bad guy, he robbed me of things, and beat me, beat me, you have to avenge me, you must avenge me......"

Su Min glared at Yang Ping'an hatefully, gently rubbed Su Jia's buttocks, and kept coaxing: "Little brother don't cry, little brother is good, my sister will be angry for you for a while, teach him a lesson for you, little brother won't cry." ”

One cried and complained, the other kept comforting, Yang Ping'an ignored the two and squatted on the ground, silently picked up the two truncated hairpins, his hands trembled slightly, and his eyes became more and more red.

"Dong'er......" murmured to Dong'er, his throat was blocked and his nose was sour, and just when the tears couldn't help but slip down, Yang Ping'an suddenly felt a flower in front of him, only to see two white and slender fingers, holding a wooden hairpin in front of him.

"Here, this is the wooden hairpin left by Sister Dong'er!"

After snatching the wooden hairpin, Yang Ping'an looked at it repeatedly, and found that the wooden hairpin broken in two was almost similar to the wooden hairpin that was intact in his hand at the moment, but the former was new, and the latter was the wooden hairpin that Dong'er had worn.

Touching the hairpin like a baby, he carefully put it away, and he suddenly realized an important problem in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now." Standing up and facing the Su family siblings, Yang Ping'an apologized for his recklessness.

Su Min's face was like frost, he didn't look at him, and turned around with Su Jia's back; Su Jia raised her head suddenly, wiped away the tears on her face, and scolded: "Phew! You bad guy, you bullied my sister last night, and now you bully me again, do you think you just need to apologize? ”

Belch! Yang Ping'an was speechless in astonishment.

Not only him, Su Min was also stunned, and hurriedly put Su Jia down, squatted in front of him, and asked seriously: "Little brother, what did you say, why did he bully me last night?" ”

"I heard it all. Sister, I slept until midnight last night, and when I heard you shouting, I looked like Sister Dong'er did before, he must have beaten you, otherwise why would you scream louder than me? Sister, you didn't come back to sleep last night, where did you go to sleep? Hey, sister, why are you red? ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Come back to your room with me and let me see your injuries. Su Min was embarrassed and angry, glared at Yang Ping'an again, pulled Su Jia and walked towards the West Chamber.

The Su family sisters and brothers have always been in the room and never come out, Yang Ping'an knew that it was caused by his misunderstanding, so he cleaned up the mess in the courtyard, carefully put away the winter hairpin, and heated the food brought back from the restaurant, and then brought it to the door of the west chamber.

didn't knock on the door, pushed the door directly, Su Jia stopped crying, and the sister and brother were sitting on the bed whispering. Smelling the aroma of the food, Su Jia raised her head and her throat surged a few times, first glaring at Yang Ping'an with hatred, and then her eyes fell on the food, and she kept swallowing her saliva.

"Little one, are you hungry? Let's eat something, it's all good. ”

"Humph!" Su Jia retracted her gaze with a backbone, "Sister, you beat that bad guy out, be careful not to knock over the food." ”

Yang Ping'an laughed in his heart when he heard this, and without waiting for Su Min to get up, he put down his food and exited the bedroom.

Today, he said that he did a bad job, misunderstood Su Jia and didn't say it, and he also started beating people, how can he say that Su Jia is a ten-year-old child, and he really shouldn't do it.

Before the crossing, he was no longer the kind of surname who had the courage to admit his mistakes, but after the crossing, he was influenced by Dong'er, coupled with his current relationship with Su Min, as well as the tragic life experience of his sister and brother, it was necessary for him to coax Su Jia to dissipate.

Exited the room, took the harmonica, sat in the courtyard, and played softly.

Thoughts turned into piano sounds, and the evening breeze slowly sounded. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, gradually overflowing like a tide, sometimes soothing like the murmuring of a flowing spring, sometimes low back like a whisper; Sometimes it is sad and sad, sometimes it is lonely and lonely, and it flows slowly in people's hearts, but it makes people not really hear.

The crescent moon is like a hook, the moonlight is bright, and the solo of the piano is a pair of shadows...... Wrong, there is another shadow on the ground. Whenever Yang Ping'an plays the harmonica, Xiao Sujia will quietly approach, and tonight is no exception.

"Bad guy, you play so beautifully, I have never heard such a beautiful piano sound, I want to cry when I hear it. Are you thinking about Sister Dong'er? Are you lonely because Sister Dong'er isn't around? Where did Sister Dong'er go? ”

It must be said that so far Yang Ping'an has only one bosom friend, and that is ten-year-old Xiao Sujia.

Yang Ping'an smiled, turned around to touch the other party's head, but was flashed by the other party. He didn't care, Su Jia had always been reluctant to let him touch it, and even Old Su Tou was treated normally.

"What, don't you get mad at me? Was the meal delicious? ”

"The food tastes okay, it's just not as good as the tofu you make...... You bad guy, who told you to talk to me! Hum!