Dark clouds, crushing the city.

A rainstorm is coming, and the air is filled with a thick smell of water.

The streets and alleys of Changping are sparsely populated.

It was noon, and the neighborhoods, which used to be bustling with hustle and bustle, became deserted, and many shops closed their doors and removed their banners.

Yang Chenglie, supported by Yang Shouwen, took a walk in the courtyard.

His injuries weren't too serious, except for the arrow wound, there were actually no injuries to his bones and bones on several knives. At the time, it looked scary, but after treatment, it was no longer a big problem, and you could even get out of bed and walk around the courtyard.

It's just that Yang Chenglie is not in a good mood.

After Li Yuanfang's visit, whether he was willing or not, he finally handed over the command of Minzhuang Wuhou to Lu Yongcheng.

For three days, he still remembers Lu Yongcheng's smiling face when he got the ribbon.

If it weren't for Yang Shouwen's repeated and repeated admonitions, he even wanted to jump off the bed and punch Lu Yongcheng in the face at that time. Fortunately, he finally endured it, but he always felt unhappy in his heart.

Why, why do you want me to relinquish command?

Even if Yang Chenglie knew that Li Yuanfang's arrangement had ulterior motives, but now that he thinks about it, Li Yuanfang's unquestionable command tone that night really made Yang Chenglie very dissatisfied.

"Father, the Turks have conquered Dingzhou."

"So what?"

Yang Chenglie's face was a little gloomy, he rolled his eyelids, and said angrily: "What does this have to do with our father and son?" ”

"Father, the Turks broke through Dingzhou, and it was really August 26."

"I know!"

Yang Chenglie snorted. He said softly: "You said it the day before yesterday." So what? ”

Yang Seungyeol, who lost his command. For the past two days, I have been like a grumpy child, and my speech is even more weird.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing, "Didn't my father forget, that map?" ”

"Huh?"

"826, Dingzhou!"

"Oh!"

Yang Chenglie suddenly showed a sudden expression, but then his face turned dark, and he said angrily: "The map has been sent to the Youzhou Governor's Mansion, and Zhang Dudu has also secretly mobilized people. Prepare to garrison the five back ridges. But the question is, does it have anything to do with me? ”

"Father, don't do this."

"What do you want me to do? Is it possible, do you still want to kneel and lick Lu Yongcheng? ”

Can you still have a good chat?

Of course, Yang Shouwen knew that Yang Chenglie had an evil fire in his heart. But I'm your son, not Lu Yongcheng, not that Li Yuanfang, what are you doing to me? It's just that he definitely can't say this, so he can only say patiently: "This shows that our previous guess was very correct." When the time comes, if Zhang Dudu can really cut off the way back by sipping, then you will be the first merit at that time...... With this credit. The position of the county lieutenant is as stable as Mount Tai. ”

Yang Chenglie snorted twice, signaling that he was tired.

He asked Yang Shouwen to help him to the living room and sit down, and then said softly: "Son, do you think I am really angry for this little county lieutenant?" If you think so, you're underestimating me! You and I, back then, were also the Guoyi lieutenants of Junzhou Zhichong Mansion. Back then, I could resign without saying a word, could it be that I still care about the position of this county lieutenant? I just feel aggrieved, if I hadn't left back then, I might not be lower than Li Yuanfang's official position now...... Hmph, but relying on the shadow of the ancestors, what kind of majesty is it in front of me? ”

The reason why Yang Chenglie was unhappy was because of Li Yuanfang's tone of command that day and his almost tough attitude.

Yang Shouwen listened, but sneered.

"Father, although I don't know why you fled Junzhou in the first place, but I think that if you stayed in Junzhou at that time, maybe our grandfather and I would have become dry bones in the grave, where do you have that spirit and spirit, sighing here?"

"Uh...... What you say seems to make sense, too. ”

After Yang Chenglie finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that his spirit seemed to have recovered, Yang Shouwen suddenly asked, "Father, what trouble did you cause back then?" ”

"This ......"

Yang Chenglie hesitated, but finally shook his head.

"When it's time to tell you, I'll tell you.

Anyway...... You have to believe that your father and I didn't do that heinous bad thing, the reason why I brought you to Changping is really, really, really...... As you said, if I had stayed in Junzhou, maybe my family would have been killed a long time ago.

Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore...... In a few years, when you become a child, I will definitely tell you. ”

According to Tang Law, he became a Ding at the age of twenty-two.

And the ancient customs, there is a saying that the age is empty, if according to the habits of this era, Yang Shouwen is one year old, already eighteen.

But the problem is that there are still at least four years before Chengding.

Wait four years and tell me? Yang Shouwen glanced at Yang Chenglie angrily, but he really didn't know what to say.

"By the way, can Lu Yongcheng be safe in the past two days?"

Yang Shouwen pouted and said, "What's Anfen, I heard that he is very active." ”

"Oh?"

"After he took your seal, he appointed Liang Yun as the head of the Minzhuang team the next day.

After that, he transferred Jiang Liulang from the fishing class as the head of the soap team, and almost half of the county government's station class soap was replaced. If it weren't for the tough attitude of the head of the team, he would even want to put his hand into the fishing team. It can be seen that he can't wait to take control of the third class in Changping, which seems to be quite weird, and I still can't see it clearly. ”

"Nonsense, he was so eager to ask for the seal, and even did not hesitate to send assassins to ambush him, he must have a plan."

Yang Chenglie said, rubbed his thighs, and then said: "But I still don't understand, what does Li Yuanfang mean by asking me to hand over the seal ribbon and completely put Changping in Lu Yongcheng's hands." It stands to reason that Li Yuanfang and Lu Yongcheng can't be in a pot. Even if Lu Yongcheng is a child of the Lu family, there is no reason to invite Li Yuanfang to come out. ”

He looked at Yang Shouwen, but found that Yang Shouwen didn't seem to listen.

Outside the door of the living room, two little girls poke out from time to time, and four puppies linger outside the living room.

"Alright, alright, it's time for you to tell the story!"

Yang Chenglie immediately understood the mystery, couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, stood up and pointed at Yang Shouwen and said, "Don't patronize the storytelling, the book still has to be written." Writing only a little bit every day is a bit favoritism. ”

Yang Shouwen said with a smile: "How can handwriting be easy to say?" It's hard to get updates every day. ”

As he spoke, he walked out.

But when he walked to the door, he stopped again, "Actually, my father doesn't have to worry too much about Lu Yongcheng."

The Turks are about to invade Zhaozhou, and it must not be long before Lu Yongcheng will try to see the dagger and show his feet. At that time, Li Yuanfang will definitely make a move. Again, let's just sit on the sidelines now. ”

Watching Yang Shouwen leave, Yang Chenglie walked slowly to the door of the living room with a cane.

In the dark clouds, a silver serpent swept by, followed by a clatter of thunder, and the rain poured down...... The rain curtain covers the sky, as if the whole world is shrouded in a world of water. Yang Chenglie stood on the porch, looking at the pouring rain outside, but he couldn't help but say to himself: "Watching coldly, watching coldly...... I'm afraid that Li Yuanfang may not let us be idle. (To be continued......)

PS: I can't stand it, let's make two changes first.

I found that I really couldn't stay up all night, and as soon as it was past twelve o'clock, my fingers became as if they were not my own, and my head was dizzy.

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