Yan Suizhi didn't let down his vigilance because he knew Yang Ting, "Get up first, you are from Jiangzhou"

Hearing this, Yang Ting got up from the ground and replied: "Back to the prince, the old slave is indeed from Jiangzhou, and after retiring from the military department, he is already old, so he returned to his hometown.

The parents at home are long gone, and the elder brother has a large population in the portal, and he has not seen him for many years, so it is inevitable that he is a little rusty, and the old slave took root in this remnant soldier village. ”

"On this big night, why are you carrying knives and following me?" Yan Sui asked scrutinically.

When Yang Ting heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to confess.

"Back to the prince, the old slave is now the village chief of the remnant soldier village, just now, the children in the family saw the figure of the prince and several others through the crack in the door, I was worried that someone had bad intentions, so I came out to see. The old slave deserves to die, he offended the prince".

Yan Sui didn't say anything, looked around, and said: "Where is your house, you and take this king to go, it just so happens that this king needs to ask you something."

Yang Ting was naturally happy, got up, and took Yan Sui and a few people to the house.

Standing at the door of Yang's house, Shen Yunjiao looked at both ends, and now she believed that they could really be seen through the crack in the door.

The location of the Yang family's house is really interesting. Basically, anyone who enters the village can see it.

Sure enough, the people who came out of the military headquarters have a much thicker wall than ordinary people.

When the little boy heard his grandfather's voice, he walked out of the room with the big dog, and when he saw Shen Yunjiao and a few people, he asked, "Grandpa, are they here to spend the night at our house?"

The little boy secretly counted the people, and then looked at his own house, it seemed that there were not so many houses, maybe not enough to live

"Nannan, this is our honored guest, you take Xiaohu to sleep. Otherwise, you should doze off in the school tomorrow" Yang Ting walked up to the little boy and said softly.

After sending the little boy to the room, Yang Ting turned back and said, "This child was picked up by the old slave on the way back to his hometown, and he has been living with the old slave all these years. ”

Yan Sui nodded, he just wondered if he had made a mistake

He remembered that Yang Ting seemed to have gone from the inner court to the ordnance superintendent.

"Yang Ting, this king and a few people came today to ask you, this remnant soldier village, there have been outsiders in the near future, or there are merchants driving cars and horses passing by" Yan Sui asked.

When Yang Ting heard this, he didn't speak, and was silent for a long time before asking: "Lord Wang, you come with me, I probably know why you came."

Yan Sui glanced at Shen Yunjiao and Wen Yue, and the three of them got up and followed Yang Ting.

After leaving Yang's house, I walked outside the village, and after about a quarter of an hour, I saw rows of fish ponds.

Yang Ting led people to one of the fish ponds, and said as if recalling: "Pang San, this kid is righteous, the year I left the military headquarters, I injured my hand, and Pang San had just arrived in Long Wuwei at that time. He was often injured, but Long Wuwei's gold sore medicine was a first-class product, so this kid never used it and kept it for me.

On the night of August 28, he arrived with a wound.

It was said that they were escorted by Long Wuwei to secretly send military salaries and go north to the north.

When he was in Shuozhou, he was ambushed by the people of the Rakshasa Pavilion, and he had no choice but to go south.

Then he asked me if I could bring the military pay to me after midnight on August 29, and they were in a dangerous situation, and asked me if I could keep the military pay

The old slave agreed, and agreed on this hiding place.

The old slave knows the significance of military pay to the north, and most of the people in this remnant village have also fought on the battlefield, so they will be able to protect the military salary.

In the middle of the night on August 29, Pang San came here with people driving nine silver carriages.

After that, the old slave and others unloaded the silver carriage and pushed the wagons built by the military into these fish ponds.

The rest of the carriage was burned, and then Pang San and the others left, never to come to the old slave again. ”