Entering Beijing?

It's frightened, okay!

To be honest, Yang Shouwen really wanted to go to Luoyang before. However, he didn't go to Luoyang to ask for officials, but to inquire about the news of Mrs. Mei. It is said that the plum lady is haunted. But Luoyang is the capital of the gods that connects the east and the west, and you may be able to find some useful news there. But now, he really doesn't want to go to Luoyang.

What to do in Luoyang?

Do you suffer as a colt?

Yang Shouwen didn't want to be the husband of Princess Anle of Nalaoshzi, it was a very dangerous job.

"Father?"

Yang Shouwen picked up the chopsticks from the bed, carefully wiped them clean, and put a piece of cured mutton in front of Yang Chenglie.

"What for?"

Yang Chenglie's waist seemed to be a lot straighter, and his volume had increased a lot.

Yang Shouwen laughed with him and said softly: "I don't want to go to Luoyang, do you see if it's ......"

"Want to run?"

Yang Shouwen nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, "Father is really amazing, he guessed what the child was thinking at once." ”

"Hey, think beautiful!"

Yang Chenglie snorted and said, "The messenger of the saint will arrive in Xingyang the day after tomorrow at the latest.

I dare to pack a ticket with you, outside this Shicheng Village, there must be countless pairs of eyes staring at us now, just to prevent you from escaping.

Do you know that last night, Xingyang Thorn Shi led his troops to surround the Pan family's three-room house.

From Pan Daoqing onwards, everyone was invited into the government. Pan Daoyuan begged the Zheng family at noon today, hoping that Zheng Hong could come forward to exonerate. But the problem is that this is no longer a dispute between Pan and Zheng. The imperial court has been implicated.

You. It is the source of this turmoil. Do you think you're going to be able to go now?

Twenty Jiu Lang didn't say it explicitly. But in private, he still told me that if you don't go, the prince will be in trouble. ”

"What do you mean?"

Yang Shouwen was dumbfounded, "I'm so important?" ”

"What do you think?"

Yang Chenglie said: "It is rumored that the people who attacked us in Guangwu Mountain used ordnance with the mark of the East Palace. Do you know what that means? This shows that those who attacked us are likely to come from Luoyang. ”

"Silly!" Yang Shouwen scoffed.

"Okay. Even if the prince is not virtuous, I don't think he will be a fool. He wants to kill me, why did he use the weapons of the East Palace? Isn't this a blame-set-up! ”

"You know, I know, and the saints know, but the people of the world don't know."

"But ......"

"But no matter what, you must enter Beijing this time."

Yang Shouwen was silent for a moment.

He knew that Yang Chenglie was by no means fooling him, and now outside this Shicheng Village, he might really be surrounded.

"Father. Is there no other way? ”

Yang Chenglie shook his head and got off the couch.

in the eyes. Exuding a rather complicated look, he said softly, "Son, you'd better prepare early. ”

"Got it!"

Yang Shouwen sat there dejectedly, his head was chaotic, and it had become a pot of porridge.

How did you become a colt? And it's also Princess Anle's concubine?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a little aggrieved, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pat it on the couch table, and let out a long sigh when he looked up to the sky, and fell straight down on the couch.

That's not good news!

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Guangwu Mountain, Pangui Pavilion.

Jin Wuxi sinks, and twilight shrouds Guangwu Mountain.

The wind blowing from the Yellow River encouraged the robes to hunt, and a man in a green shirt walked up the mountain and came to a stop at Zheng Sanniang's current place.

"People say that Zheng Sanniang is peerless, but unfortunately she can't see it."

He paused in front of the tombstone for a moment, and suddenly crouched down and looked at the poems engraved on the stone slab in front of the tombstone.

"Yang Dalang's Qingming sacrifice mother's feelings."

He read it softly, and then read the poems line by line, and couldn't help but sketch in his mind the scene of a thin and thin teenager writing poems in front of the tombstone. After a long time, the people in the green robe finished reading the poems and walked into the Pangui Pavilion again.

He took advantage of the afterglow of the slanting sun to recite the three willow branch words above.

A moment later, he walked out of the Pangui Pavilion and stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, looking at the spectacular scene of the great river flowing eastward in the distance under the sunset.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that he turned around and walked down the mountain road to Guangwu Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of soldiers with bright armor and a quiet formation on the side of the road.

When the man in green shirt came down the mountain, a young man from the cavalry, who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, came to the man in green shirt.

"Liulang, are we going to Shicheng Village next?"

The man in green shirt shook his head with a smile and said, "This trip has been completed, so there is no need to go to Shicheng Village." ”

"But, didn't my mother say that she wanted us to try to meet that Yang Dalang?"

Tsing Yi said: "You don't have to...... The princess meant that she hoped to get in touch with Yang Dalang first, and then cause some trouble to that person. However, I thought that this would be of little use, and that it would be counterproductive. ”

"Oh?"

The young general looked puzzled, "Liulang has never met that Yang Dalang, how do you know that it will backfire?" ”

"This person has a firm heart, is an assertive person, and will never be easily disturbed by the outside."

After speaking, he took out a book from his sleeve, "The monkey in this book is a bold man. And he is arrogant...... I think that Yang Shouwen is quite similar to the monkey in this book. I went to the mountains just now and saw with my own eyes the poem he wrote on the day of the cold eclipse...... This person has a strong temperament, and if he meets him rashly, he may arouse his disgust. ”

The young general nodded, and he also took out a copy of "Journey to the West" from his body.

"I never thought that Xingyang would see such an interesting book...... Liulang, are you sure this was written by Yang Dalang? ”

Liulang said with a smile: "Although the name is Qingzhi on the book, I asked Zheng Jingsi, and it is said that the word 'Qingzhi' is the table word that Zheng Sanniang took for Yang Dalang before his death. Zheng Jingsi had already read this book before it was published, and it is certain that Yang Dalang made up a story to make the two girls in the family happy in Changping, and it was later written into a book......

See its books, know its people.

It was not easy for the princess to provoke him to make trouble in Luoyang.

Now the East Palace is already in a hurry, and the princess is just trying to break the oath of Wu Li. As long as this Yang Dalang enters Beijing, it is impossible for Wu Li to succeed in the oath. For the princess, her purpose has been achieved.

If you do it again at this time, I am afraid that it will only add to the snake. ”

When the boy heard this, he also thought so.

He knew very well that his grandmother had already sent someone over, and it was inevitable that the father and son of the Yang family had been monitored by his grandmother.

If he appears, it is indeed a little out of place.

The man in the green shirt in front of him has the trust of his mother, and he can be described as resourceful.

Since he said so, there is obviously no need to proceed...... It's a pity that I can't see the legendary Yang Dalang.

"In that case, let's go back."

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

The man in green shirt took the reins from the hand of a servant, turned over and said, "Di Guangyuan has already arrived in Gong County with people." Let's rush overnight today and go around Gong County. In these extraordinary times, try not to meet Di Guangyuan and them. (To be continued......)