It was night, and the luggage was already packed.

Qingming is a season to remember loved ones, and it is also a good time to travel. Yang Chenglie is no stranger to Xingyang, Yang Shouwen was a city manager in his previous life. Guangwu Mountain, in fact, is what later generations called Pi Mountain, located on the south bank of the Yellow River.

Perhaps, a thousand years later, Bishan is very different from today, but at this moment, Yang Shouwen can't have any joy.

He was already immersed in grief...... Although he didn't have the slightest impression of his mother, it was after all ten months pregnant and gave birth to his mother. According to Yang Chengyeol, after his mother gave birth to him, his health has not been very good. Thinking about his mother's death, it was also related to him, and Yang Shouwen admired the mother he had never met.

Mother, is mother.

The blood relationship of this body is by no means something that can be cleared up in one or two sentences.

Seeing that Yang Shouwen was not interested, everyone originally felt very happy, but they didn't dare to show it at the moment.

"Twenty-nine Lang, why are you here so late?"

As soon as it got dark, Zheng Jingsi suddenly visited.

Seeing the Yang family packing up the carriage and horses, Zheng Jingsi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Yang Chenglie said: "In two days, it will be the Cold Food Festival, and I am going to take my family to Guangwu Mountain to worship your third sister." The son said that worship should be pious, so we were ready to set off in advance, and when the time came, we would fast for a day at the Three Emperors Temple, and then go to worship. ”

When Zheng Jingsi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He also thought that Yang Chenglie found out that he had sent someone to monitor him, and he was unhappy and ready to leave.

"I'm glad I came here tonight, otherwise I'd have run for nothing."

"Something is wrong with Twenty-Nine Lang?"

"Yes, this year's ancestor worship has a second room host, and we can't participate. Seeing that Qingming is coming, I am thinking about going with you to worship the third sister. It is a shame to say that the third sister has been buried in Guangwu for more than ten years. But I rarely had the opportunity to worship. ”

Yang Chenglie frowned and looked at Zheng Jingsi suspiciously.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Twenty Jiulang, is there something wrong with you?" ”

"This ......"

Zheng Jingsi didn't expect to be seen by Yang Chenglie, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to speak.

"If you have something, just say it. Don't spit out. ”

Zheng Jingsi pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

To be honest, he didn't know how to say it either. After all, this is to let Yang Shouwen change his surname, and if he doesn't get it right, he will anger Yang Chenglie.

"I saw Da Lang's article!"

"You mean ......"

"That's what Ai Lian said. Not only did I watch it, but my father also watched it, and I was full of praise. ”

Yang Chenglie's face showed a touch of pride, as if to say: Of course. Neither do you see whose son it is.

"Wenxuan, I don't know what your plans are for Da Lang?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, how are you going to let Da Lang develop?" Zheng Jingsi's face was flushed, and his speech was even more slurred, "Da Lang is brilliant and noble, and his father said that he has the style of a famous man, and his future achievements must be limitless." ”

"Well...... this"

Yang Chenglie hesitated.

Let's be honest. He also didn't know how to plan for Yang Shouwen's future.

Yang Shouwen's interests seem to be mixed, but no matter what. can't hide the fact that he is brilliant and strong in martial arts.

Both civil and military!

If Emperor Taizong or Emperor Gaozong were there, it would definitely be reused.

Can ...... now

Yang Chenglie got up, walked to the door and looked outside, and saw that everyone was busy, so he turned back and sat down in front of Zheng Jingsi.

"Twenty-nine lang. To be honest, I don't know what to do.

You should know my situation, and you don't want to be a leader. Originally, if the Yang family still recognized me, I could send him back to Hongnong. With the strength of the clan, it is not difficult for the son to get ahead. But you know that. I'm not from the Yang clan anymore.

Now the saint began to borrow the children of the famous family, but he ...... I don't care, it's enough to have your third sister in this life, and I don't have any ambitions for a long time. But my son is different, and I've been thinking about it all these days. ”

Seems to have a door?

When Zheng Jingsi heard this, he suddenly came to his senses.

He pondered for a moment and organized the language: "Wenxuan, I have a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

"Twenty-nine Lang just talk about it in person."

"You might be upset when I say that."

"Eh, I'm like this now, what's there to be angry about?"

Zheng Jingsi said: "Before her death, the third sister was the most outstanding person in my generation, with outstanding literary talent and excellent character. My father has said many times that if the third sister is a man, she will definitely become the pillar of the roof of the sixth house, and it is not difficult to get in and out. ”

"Well, that's right!"

Yang Chenglie had no opinion, but was very happy.

"You also know that since my Zheng family became the crown prince, they have been affected by Guanyin, so that they have to be cautious, and their momentum is decreasing. After Gaozong succeeded to the throne, he issued a ban on marriage, and among the seven surnames and ten families, my Zheng family accounted for three families...... Over the years, although the Zheng family has been lying on the salary, for various reasons, there has never been any talent.

In my generation, even more so.

Brother Nineteen is now a captain in Henan, and he can't help but be a Sima of Henan Mansion in the end, and it is very difficult to go up again; Ichiro is the assassin of Xuzhou, but his talent is not outstanding. Father thinks that it is the ultimate for Ichiro to be able to do this position. This is basically the case in our generation, and among the younger generations, Zheng Qian is still young and has no future. ”

Having said this, Yang Chenglie seems to understand a little.

"Twenty Kuro means ......"

Zheng Jingsi took a deep breath and felt a pressure that had never been felt before.

"What my father means is that since the Yang family refuses to ask Da Lang to return to his ancestors and recognize his ancestors, my Zheng family is willing to accept it.

Speaking of which, Da Lang also has the blood of my Zheng family, but ...... If Wenxuan agrees, my father is willing to give the elders of the Ming clan and devote the strength of my six rooms and even the entire Xingyang Zheng clan to cultivate Dalang. Of course, if Wenxuan doesn't approve of it, that's it. ”

Hearing these words, Yang Chenglie only felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

Changing your surname?

It may not be anything to some people, but for Yang Chenglie, a noble child who has soaked pride in his bones since he was a child, it is definitely a great humiliation. Even though he knew that the Zheng family had no malicious intentions, he still couldn't help but be angry.

His eyes widened and he glared at Zheng Jingsi.

was so frightened that Zheng Jingsi hurriedly said: "My father just asked me to discuss with Wenxuan, and I had no intention of forcing it." ”

Yang Chenglie gradually calmed down, stood up and walked to the door, looking at the night in the courtyard outside the house......

"Twenty-nine Lang, this incident came too suddenly, and I couldn't accept it all of a sudden.

Well, let me think again. When we come back from Guangwu Mountain, I will give you an accurate answer, how about it? ”

Yang Chenglie got his father's will and was unwilling to serve Li Tang.

But the problem is that he is in his forties, and this is estimated to be the case in this life, and his future is no longer important.

But the son is different, he is only seventeen.

Could it be that he should live a life in a daze like himself, just like this?

Xiwen has been teaching for fifteen years, and her grandfather has worked hard for more than ten years, and finally has this Yang son who is both civil and military......

Let him accompany him to spend his life in obscurity in this township, can he really be willing?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed in Yang Chenglie's mind, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down. (To be continued......)