Yang Hu grabbed the flask and poured himself a glass.

Raising his glass and looking at the old ancestor: "You have to ask him first if he is my brother." ”

Yang Weiye shook his head and pointed at Zhao Qingtian behind Yang Hu: "Why do you never trust your brothers in the family?

Yang Weiye is the founder of the Yang family in Tiecheng.

In his life, he has seen and heard of it, and he has thought about it, and there may be no one in the Yang family who can compare with him, so he can govern the Yang family very easily.

With a wide range of horizons, the things he sees are naturally different, and Yang Hu's eyes will not produce a master like Zhao Qingtian.

Then, there is such a master next to Yang Hu, needless to say, Yang Hu has found a home.

Listening to Yang Weiye's thoughts, Yang Hu simply laughed in his heart.

But there was nothing on his face, he just drank the glass of wine slowly: "The bird's wings are hard, and it must leave the nest to fly." As for the brother, I have a second brother in my eyes, but unfortunately it is not Yang Chong. ”

Yang Hu suddenly smiled: "That's right, Old Ancestor." For the disciples of the Yang family who eat inside and outside, what should be done according to the rules?"

He looked at the more than ten uncles in the hall who were in charge of the Yang family's major cities and laughed strangely: "The Murong family dares to blatantly send assassins to attack me, but Yang Chong, that fool, wants to be the first bird?

"You know my temper, and I really hate him for breaking one of his legs. It's better to break his remaining two legs, then I can feel better. ”

Yang Hu said with a strange smile, looking at Yang Chong's father, Yang Yanshan was sitting in the banquet.

Since Yang Hu came in, Yang Yanshan has been looking at Yang Hu.

There was no boundless resentment in his eyes, but really interested attention.

He knows very well what kind of person his son is, how much strength he has, what kind of head he has, among his peers in the Yang family's reserves, Yang Chong's personality can be said to be calm, and the strength of the fourth order of the power of the dragon elephant is not bad.

But on the contrary, it was placed under the hands of Yang Hu.

He had already asked, and he had also inquired about the two entourages who followed Yang Chong at that time, Yang Hu was arrogant and domineering from beginning to end, but this arrogance was very capitalous.

Whoever is ambushed and stopped by others, and can still be happy, then it is a hell.

And it was a hard-fought win against Yang Chong.

Yang Yanshan smiled at Yang Hu's provocative gaze: "You don't have much intersection with your brother Chong, and you don't have any friendship. But I can't break his third leg, can I? Otherwise, what will I do here? I can just have one of his sons, and I will wait for him to pass on the lineage to me, and spread out the branches!"

"Otherwise, the fifth uncle will go home and help you scold him and give you out of anger, how about thirteen?"

Yang Yanshan's attitude towards Yang Hu made the powerful people of the Yang family sitting sideways.

It was his own son who had his leg broken, but he said this to Yang Hu.

Yang Yanshan's attitude is very revealing, because he is the successor of Yang Weiye, the ancestor of the Yang family.

His attitude towards Yang Hu is, to a large extent, illustrative of the difference between Yang Hu.

But there are people who don't see it that way.

Yang Jun kicked Yang Hu with leopard eyes: "Thirteen, you are good at everything, you are filial to your ancestors, and you are good to your uncles and brothers, but this ruffian spirit is not good." My disciples of the Yang family, everyone stands up to the sky, can you speak well. ”

Yang Hu's fourth uncle, Yang Jun, has always been displeased with Yang Hu's ruffian energy, Yang Jun is straightforward and brave, and can only be regarded as a fierce general of the Yang family, but when it comes to the management and strategy of the city, he is too far behind.

But such a person, in Yang Hu's eyes, is much more lovely than those who can only use calculating thoughts.

Yang Hu put away the strange smile, touched his nose and said with a smile: "Fourth uncle, I'm telling the truth, how can I become a ruffian in your mouth." ”

Yang Jun glared at him: "Still laughing." Speak well. ”

Yang Hu shrugged his shoulders impatiently, reached out and rubbed his face and nodded: "Okay! ”

He looked at the old ancestor with a few striking edges in his eyes, and threw out a hard sentence: "Baicheng is already mine." The disciples of the Yang family are forbidden in the future. ”

Yang Qing and the others were about to speak as soon as their faces changed, but Yang Weiye suddenly raised his hand to stop them.

Yang Hu continued to say to the old ancestor: "What do the disciples of the Yang family think of me, I believe you can see it clearly than me, otherwise I would not be exiled to Lincheng." ”

"It's the same marriage, Yang Zhong's marriage and mine, everyone can see what's going on, and I feel resentful in my heart. You will accompany hungry wolves, but I will eat wolf meat. ”

Yang Hu said to Yang Weiye in a cold voice: "You have to agree to me on this condition, and I will have nothing to do with the Yang family in the future." Save others from being uncomfortable to watch. ”

Yang Weiye sighed lightly: "That's why you gave Xiaobao's toy to Yang Zhong as a congratulatory gift! ”

Yang Qing was shocked.

Raised his eyes to look at Yang Hu.

Yang Hu looked at Yang Weiye, and his voice became a little weird: "When Grandma was here, no matter what, I was still a member of the Yang family, and she has been gone for so many years, so I should leave too." ”

"When I left Haoyu City, it was when the White City was under martial law. On the two-hundred-mile border of Baicheng, no disciples of the Yang family are allowed. Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering old loves. ”

Yang Hu said and pushed up, and looked at Yang Yanshan, who was frowning: "The old ancestor has little time, you can accompany him more." I hope that the Yang family can be held in your hands for a hundred years, and there will naturally be a rise of younger generations. To give you a reminder, you must know how to cut love. ”

After Yang Hu finished speaking, he took a few steps back, respectfully knelt down at Yang Weiye, who was above him, knocked his head nine times, got up and looked back, and strode out of the hall without any hindrance.

More than ten people in the hall were quiet, waiting for Yang Weiye.

After a long time, Yang Weiye sighed: "Forget it, the children and grandchildren are older, and the children and grandchildren are free." It's just that my Yang family doesn't have Yang Hu anymore. Jing'er got married, and Hu'er also left. Hey......"

When he said this, Yang Weiye's face seemed to age a lot in an instant.

Yang Qing bowed down and asked softly, "I'm going to call Thirteen back?"

Yang Weiye shook his head lightly: "Remember what he said to you, stick to it for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, the Yang family's own disciples will rise." ”

"Yes!" Yang Qing bowed.

Leaving Yang Zhong's City Lord's Mansion, Yang Hu's body had been shrouded in a condensed and unmelting cold, and even Zhao Qingtian felt that his skin was tingling.

Two steps behind.

The two returned to Yang Jing's side, took the heavily armored sergeant out of the city, and turned into a red light and swept in the direction of Baicheng.

Lao Hei, who had sent Yang Hu out, stood on top of the city tower, looking at a group of soldiers and horses that appeared behind the hillside in the distance, blending with Yang Hu's team, and turning to disappear among the undulating mountains.

Lao Hei sighed softly, raised his hand, and arched his hand in the direction where Yang Hu disappeared: "Thirteen young people have grown up after all." There will be a date later!"