Since the beginning of autumn in Changping, the weather has been quite good.

Except for the occasional heavy fog, there are also torrential downpours, but most of the time, the sky is mostly blue and sunny.

Yang Shouwen got on the horse outside the Yang Mansion, and as soon as he sat down, he saw Yang Chenglie walking out of the mansion on crutches.

"Son, bring this."

As he spoke, he handed the Broken Dragon Treasure Knife to Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen was stunned and looked at Yang Chenglie in surprise.

"This knife, like that tiger swallow, was left to you by your Ah Weng.

In the past, when you were not clear-headed, I used this knife for a few years. Now that you have been cured of your dementia, you have returned to your rightful owner. You still have a long way to go in the future, which can be used for self-defense, and don't forget the teachings of your Aung before his death. ”

Yang Seungyeol was smiling and looked calm.

But under his calm face, Yang Shouwen saw a trace of expectation and a trace of pride.

He nodded, took the Broken Dragon Sword, and didn't say any nonsense.

"Daddy, I'll go first...... If there is something, let people go to Hugu Mountain to find me, you are in the city by yourself, you have to be more careful. ”

"Go ahead."

The father and son didn't have much verbal communication, but from each other's eyes, they both felt each other's concern.

As soon as Yang Shouwen lifted the reins, he urged the horse to leave.

Behind him, Song and Qing Nu also got into the carriage.

However, the Song family stopped Song An and said calmly: "Song An, you stay in the city to take care of Ah Lang." ”

"Big Lady ......"

Song An was taken aback, and just wanted to say something. But he was glared at by Song, and when the words came to his mouth, he immediately swallowed them back.

He knew that Song must have seen the truth about last night's incident.

This is to warn him and to punish him.

You must know that without the support of the Song family in the Yang Mansion, he Song An is nothing.

Yang Chenglie is silent, but he is an extremely strict master. Staying in the Yang Mansion, to put it bluntly, is to let him know the rules.

Song An knew in his heart that from today onwards, in this Yang Mansion, except for Yang Chenglie and his wife, the person who can really call the shots is Yang Shouwen, and he has nothing to do with the Song family. Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, Song An did not dare to show anything.

If he hadn't done things for Yang Chenglie, how could he have gained a firm foothold in the Song family?

Without the Yang family, the conscription alone was enough to make him anxious. The Song family was warning him that he was a member of the Yang family, not a member of the Song family.

"Auntie!"

"Shut up."

got into the car, Yang Qingnu wanted to intercede for Song An.

Of course, it is impossible for her to understand the hidden mystery here, but she just feels that without Song An, it will not be very inconvenient after arriving at Hugu Mountain.

"Hugu Mountain is your eldest brother's residence, and when you get there, you must obey your eldest brother's orders.

In addition, it is enough to have your Aunt Yang to take care of you over there, and Song An went to add to the chaos. You have to be honest, Changping seems to be a little uncalm in recent times. Your father asked us to go to Tiger Valley Mountain, also because he wanted your eldest brother to protect him thoroughly. ”

"He's an idiot......"

"Qingnu, if you let me know again, you are disrespectful to your eldest brother, don't blame my family law for serving."

Yang Qingnu closed his mouth.

She bit her lip, leaned on the carriage, looked out through the curtains, and saw the Yang idiot, who was usually looked down on by her, straddle the horse with a knife, and follow the carriage left and right. He wore a hat on his head, a white robe, riding on a horse, bathed in the sun, but with an indescribable charm. Yang Shouwen is not fat, and in this era of advocating white and fat as beauty, he is not handsome. But the soft-curvy face has an indescribable beauty in the sun. It seems to be weak, but it is heroic. The charm of masculinity and handsomeness together makes people can't help but admire it in their hearts.

Hmph, stinky beauty!

Yang Qingnu lowered the curtain and muttered a word in his mouth, but in his heart, he felt that this eldest brother didn't seem to be very annoying.

The carriage came to the west gate, and suddenly a man sprang out from the side of the road.

Yang Shouwen was handing over the pass pass with the Minzhuang guards at the city gate, when he suddenly heard a horse neighing behind him.

The horse pulling the cart was frightened, and Xi Yu let out a long neigh, and suddenly stood upright with his hooves on his back. Seeing that it was about to go crazy, Yang Shouwen stepped forward, grabbed the bridle, pulled down with one arm, and let out a deep cry from his mouth.

The horse struggled desperately, shaking its head and tail.

However, Yang Shouwen strangled its neck, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't move forward half a step.

After struggling for a while, the horse gradually calmed down.

Yang Shouwen wrapped one arm around its neck, gently stroked its hair with the other, and let out a soft consolation sound from his mouth.

Horses, finally calmed down.

However, in the carriage, Song's mother and daughter were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"How did you get the car?"

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but scold at the coachman.

Dad handed over Song's mother and daughter to his own protection, but he almost had an accident before he left the city, how could he not be angry?

"Xiao Langjun, it's not that the villain is careless, it was he who suddenly ran out and startled the horse."

The coachman, too, turned pale with fright, and pointed to the man who had suddenly run out.

Yang Shouwen turned his head to look at it, frowning.

It turned out that the person blocking the road was Song Sanlang, but at this time, he was also so frightened that he stood there and didn't dare to move.

"Auntie, it's the third uncle."

Yang Shouwen glanced at Song Sanlang, walked to the side of the car curtain, and said in a low voice: "Looking at his appearance, it seems that there is something urgent." ”

When Song heard it in the carriage, he felt a headache.

"Son, you can watch and deal with it...... I really don't want to get involved in his family's. ”

The Song family has three elder brothers, and this Song Saburo is the youngest. After the death of Mr. Song, the three brothers of the Song family fought happily for the family property, and the city was full of wind and rain. The Song family came forward to calm down at first, but later found out that between these three brothers, no matter what they did, they didn't end up doing anything, and in the end, they almost put herself in, and they were not human inside and out.

So, the Song family simply stopped paying attention to the affairs of the three brothers.

If the three brothers came to the door, she would try her best to ignore them, and finally got some peace in the past two years.

Can ...... now

Song thought about it, since Yang Shouwen had returned to normal, let him deal with it.

Unlike Yang Rui and Yang Qingnu, Yang Shouwen has no relationship with the Song family. There are some things he can say, and there are some things he can do, but if the same words, the same things let the Song family come forward, it will become very troublesome.

Yang Shouwen agreed, turned around and walked in front of Song Sanlang.

"Do you want to die?"

He won't be polite to Song Saburo.

Because he could see that the Song family didn't want to meet him at all.

Yang Shouwen, that is the master who has a life under his hands. When you are angry, you will inadvertently reveal a hint of murder.

Song Sanlang was already frightened, and when he was frightened by Yang Shouwen, he was suddenly so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Shouwen was angry. No wonder the Song family is reluctant to come forward, this Song Saburo is simply a dou who can't be helped. However, Yang Shouwen couldn't do too much, so he could only grit his teeth and ask, "Who can tell me what's going on?" The dignified Song Saburo, why is he hiding here like a beggar. ”

"Da Lang, this matter ......"

Seeing this, the doorman, who was maintaining order under the city gate, hurriedly walked up.

He whispered in Yang Shouwen's ear: "San Lang has been staying here since yesterday.

He had a shipment to go out of the city, but when he checked it, he found contraband mixed in. We waited for the county lieutenant to detain the goods in the face of the county lieutenant, and did not embarrass him. But he's dying and begging for nothing, and we can't help it. ”

"Contraband?"

Yang Shouwen frowned and glanced at Song Sanlang.

"Contraband sent there?"

"It's goods going out of customs."

When Yang Shouwen heard this, he was immediately angry.

Didn't this guy say yesterday that those goods were sent to Fanyang? If it's just ordinary goods, it doesn't matter if Daddy comes forward to say it. But this involves contraband, and it is sent outside the border, in other words, it is equivalent to smuggling.

At this time, if Dad is implicated, it will really be yellow mud falling in the crotch of his pants, and it will be not but.

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen was a little annoyed in his heart.

I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, I'm afraid of people like Song Saburo. The point is that this guy is a special one. If Dad came forward without knowing it, he wouldn't be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Since it's contraband, it should be thoroughly investigated."

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen glanced at Song Sanlang and said in a deep voice: "Now Changping is a little chaotic, and it needs to be strictly governed.

If my father knew that he dared to sell contraband outside the border, he would never have spared him. Come on, take him down, lock him up first. ”