"You're just a slave to the gatekeeper, and to say these things is beyond your identity. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info First time we met, I can forgive you for being unreasonable. Now, you get out of the way, and I can be sorry for what I did before. ”

Despite his anger, Yang Tianhong still maintained the necessary restraint. He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and whispered in a tone full of majesty, "Get out of the way, I'm going in." ”

There's nothing more infuriating than being held in front of your own door.

From the perspective of an onlooker, Yang Tianhong undoubtedly seems a little stupid.

He was a monk, and he had already laid his foundation.

He could have slapped this bully little disciple to death.

However, there are some things that Yang Tianhong has to worry about.

Although Xu is only his father's wife, she is the current "lady" of Yang Mansion after all. First, the gift of respecting the elders and the young cannot be abolished, and second, after all, the inner mansion is in charge of the Xu family. If you brazenly kill this doorman, the matter will spread, and a lot of messy notorious hats will be overwhelmingly black and heavy on your head.

Trespassing into the hall where the stepmother was.

There is no respect for the elders, and they are arrogant.

Disrespectful, disrespectful, unfilial!

No matter which one of them, it is enough to drag Yang Tianhong into an extremely terrible trap of public opinion. When the time comes, don't say that you are an official in the court, even if you are an ascetic cultivator in the mountains incognito, you will still be regarded as a model of disloyalty and filial piety by secular people. Maybe, it will be made into a script and sung by someone with a heart, like Qin Hui and Chen Shimei, and it will be passed on forever.

Menzi's mind was very active, and he quickly figured out the joints. A strange sneer appeared in the depths of his eyes, he rolled up the sleeves of his hands high, held the stick hard, suddenly pulled open his clothes, exposed the chest of the ****, made a loyal protector, and shouted impassionedly: "This is the inner courtyard where the lady is." Anyone who wants to enter must first get the consent of the lady. I don't care who you are, trespassing is just not okay. Even if it's death, I'm going to keep you here. ”

Yang Tianhong narrowed his eyes slightly.

There's something odd about it.

This disciple clearly belongs to the flattering generation. This kind of person is usually very shrewd, and the later black-clothed domestic servant has already pointed out his identity to him, even if the door is still blunt in tone, but at least he should show a little timidity and fear. You must know that he is a monk, and although his status in the family is lower than that of Xu's mother, he can still pinch Menzi to death like he did with ants. But why, this guy is not afraid at all, but his attitude is still aggressive?

Thinking of this, Yang Tianhong turned around, followed the direction of Menzi's line of sight, and set his eyes on the street in the distance.

A group of people are slowly walking towards here.

The young man walking in the middle is tall and tall, dressed in a pale yellow curved robe, and the pattern is embroidered with silver silk thread to pick flowers and bite beasts. This embroidery is extremely complex, and it often takes months for even a skilled embroiderer to complete a horse. Due to the exquisite workmanship, the silk thread itself plus the embroidery work has become extraordinary, and the common people cannot afford to consume it at all. In short, the wearer is either blessed or expensive.

It is said that he is a young man, but his actual age is about fourteen or fifteen years old. It is more appropriate to use the word "juvenile" to sum it up.

Despite his pale skin, the boy still looks handsome and belongs to the type that can attract the attention of a young girl when walking on the street. He was holding a black fragrant wood paper fan in his hand, his steps were very steady, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Tianhong who was standing in front of the gate of the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion. Only by looking very carefully can he find a little bit of extremely cold and bitter hatred from the depths of his eyes.

Xu had two sons, this young man is the youngest son Yang Wenjia, who is also Yang Tianhong's half-brother.

Yang Wenjia walked straight to Yang Tianhong, and without saying hello, he pointed to a bare tree stump on the side of the wall of the inner courtyard and said: "There was originally a plane tree here, with lush branches and green leaves, but I don't know where an old crow flew from, and it stood on the treetop every morning to make noise. Everyone in the whole yard was so noisy that they couldn't sleep, and it was annoying. So I found a pair of arrows and shot the crow in pair. Originally, it was almost the same thing here, but I heard that crows and other things always bring bad luck and disturb the house. In order to prevent future troubles, I had no choice but to order my subordinates to cut down this big tree. Without trees, there would be no birds. From now on, things like crows won't stop in front of or outside the door. Do you think that's the case?"

From beginning to end, Yang Wenjia never saluted Yang Tianhong, nor did he say a word about the relationship between the two. It seems that he and Yang Tianhong are strangers at all, and there is no slightest blood relationship.

Yang Tianhong looked at Yang Wenjia quietly. Two eyes like black jade firmly locked it, and its gaze was like a gentle and calm flowing water, but it was full of terrifying coldness and indescribable indifference.

All the Yang Mansion people standing in front of the gate of the inner courtyard were silent, and they all looked at him with strange eyes, or whispered in twos and threes. Although five years have passed, there are some things that will not be forgotten. The owner of the Yang Mansion used to be the father and son of Yang Liansheng, who was high above. In just one night, Yang Liansheng's power in the mansion was uprooted, and the whole family was banished to a distant and remote place. At that time, Yang Tianhong was only eleven years old.

Even in the inner courtyard in charge of the Xu family, many old servants also didn't like the new doorman. Therefore, no one told Menzi about the things that had happened here. It's just that now, Yang Wenjia, who has returned from going out, has bumped into this scene, and the onlookers of the Yang Mansion are also a little curious: What will be the final result of the fierce collision between the two young masters?

Yang Tianhong looked down at Yang Wenjia, who was much shorter than himself, and asked calmly, "Are you cursing me?"

Yang Wenjia straightened up, staring at this half-brother who had never called "big brother" with disdainful cold eyes, and the edge of his thin lips curved upward, revealing an undisguised sarcasm: "There are only two kinds of birds that will stand in front of other people's houses early in the morning and make noise." One is a magpie and the other is a crow. I didn't curse you. However, you should ask these people in the family to see if they think you look like a chirping magpie?"

This is a very vicious joke.

The door standing at the door of the inner courtyard "fluttered" and laughed. He laughed breathlessly, his movements and expressions were exaggerated, he bent over, laughed, supported his knee with his left hand, pointed at Yang Tianhong with his right hand, and laughed so much that tears flowed out: "Happy, magpie...... Hahahaha! Raven ...... Hahahaha, laugh at me! laugh at me!"

Even a magpie is still just a bird. Either way, it is an allusion to Yang Tianhong's lowly status, vulgarity and ignorance.

Yang Wenjia is quite literate, and he has already won the show at a young age. casually uses allusions to scold people, without giving the other party any face, and there is not a single dirty word on the sentence.

He flexibly turned the fan in his hand, ready to continue to use more cold words to stab Yang Tianhong fiercely in front of many subordinates, causing him to lose face and face.

Yang Wenjia has no brotherhood with Yang Tianhong. The world is realistic. In the past, the reason why he had a good attitude towards Yang Tianhong was entirely because of Yang Tianhong's role as a resolute and brave son. Mother Xu repeatedly told him that even if he didn't like Yang Tianhong's brother, he should never bump into him verbally. Otherwise, the plan to inherit the position of marquis may come to naught.

Marquis......

Every time these two words appeared in his mind, Yang Wenjia always had an indescribable pain, which quickly evolved into a furious flame that was difficult to extinguish.

That, that's what was supposed to be me.

The Xu family's family was a wealthy businessman in the Great Chu Kingdom, and they had enough financial resources to let the brothers Yang Wenyao and Yang Wenjia enter the best academy. Even among the scholars, there is still a strict hierarchy. Here, students from poor families are at the bottom, and wealthy merchants, dignitaries, scholars, and so on go up in order. Yang Wenjia will never forget those things that happened five years ago. Originally, he belonged to the noble class in the academy, and the friends he made around him were either the nephews of such and such scholars, or the ethnic group of such and such princes. Competing with each other for their identities has become an unwritten practice within the academy.

But overnight, Yang Wenjia was completely driven out of that high-ranking noble circle. No one invited him to a feast, no one gave him gifts as he had done before. Even the most basic etiquette greetings are not even encountered in ordinary times. When Yang Wenjia smiled and greeted his former classmates, the other party either kept a cold face and said nothing, or simply turned away, leaving a disdainful snort and a mocking gaze.

Yang Tianhong's self-request for a knighthood is an extremely stupid move in the eyes of many people. Naturally, Yang Wenjia's noble identity no longer exists, and from the high clouds, he instantly fell to the mortal dust and became an ordinary white body.

The Xu family has always wanted to use Yang Liansheng's power to eradicate Yang Tianhong. She strictly guarded the two brothers, Yang Wenyao and Yang Wenjia, and forbade them from having contact with Yang Liansheng's father and son. Because of these reasons, when Yang Tianhong drove away Yang Liansheng's family five years ago, Yang Wenjia didn't have much impression of it, but felt that what originally belonged to him was gone, and all the anger and resentment were concentrated on Yang Tianhong alone.

"What are you doing here?"

The resentment that lasted for five years exploded in an instant at this moment. Yang Wenjia did not have the elegance he had before, and he refused to answer Yang Tianhong's question, pointed at his face, and scolded desperately.

"Why don't you die outside?"

"What right do you have to resign from your father's title? Just because you are the eldest son, and we must honestly accept the facts you have caused?"

", this is my home, there's no place for you here!"

In front of the inner courtyard of Yang's Mansion is a wide horizontal street, and the neighbors on the left and right are also not blessed or expensive. Many people gradually gathered around, looking at Yang Wenjia, who was stomping his feet and scolding, with interest, and watching the conflict between the half-brothers.

Yang Wenjia is still scolding. The burning anger carried away his mind.

"You still have the face to come back, why don't you ...... Hmm, hmm......"

An irresistible force firmly locked Yang Wenjia's throat, strangled his unfinished words, and couldn't utter any syllables.

Yang Wenjia saw Yang Tianhong, whose eyes were as deep as water, his right hand opened his mouth and clasped his neck, his strength was so great, he raised himself high with one hand, and his feet left the ground. The thumb and forefinger were like iron tongs, almost pinch their throats and shatter their bones.

"I haven't seen you for five years, and your ability to scold people has indeed improved. ”

Yang Tianhong ignored the exclamations of the onlookers, only Yang Wenjia was bruised in his eyes, his feet were kicking back and forth in the air, and his hands were picking at his fingers, desperately trying to loosen them. He said lightly, "Do you think I want to enter this filthy door? As for you, just looking at it makes me feel sick, let alone living under the same roof. ”

As he spoke, Yang Tianhong turned Yang Wenjia's body upside down, clenched his left hand into a fist, condensed his luck, and smashed it towards the position of Yang Wenjia's abdomen.

There is the location of the dantian, and it is also the most commonly used qi conduction gate for monks.

A force that overturned the river and the sea suddenly scattered in Yang Wenjia's body.

He felt that Yang Tianhong loosened his grip on his throat, and the lungs that had been suffocating for a long time suddenly got air in, which immediately caused an irritating cough. Mixed with a feeling of pain and stiffness, Yang Wenjia felt that he had died, and was forcibly dragged back by some kind of force. He fell to his knees, "coughing" and stroking the wounded part of his throat. After his breathing was a little smoother, his face was already pale, as if his whole body skeleton was scattered, his eyes were full of fear and curse and resentment, and he trembled at Yang Tianhong, and roared in shock and anger: "You, you ruined my dantian?"

Yang Tianhong put his hands behind his back and looked at Yang Wenjia with fear on his face condescendingly: "It took you five years to enter the first layer of qi refining. Do you remember what you called me back then? Even if you are quite in a situation in poetry and literature, you don't need to cultivate, just concentrate on this way. ”

Yang Wenjia's eyes were wide open, and his teeth were gritted. He slumped on the ground, trying to get up several times, but only felt that his hands and feet were weak. A few cronies standing next to him. I was already stunned by Yang Tianhong's ruthless methods, forgetting that his master was being devastated, and he also forgot what he should do.

"Stop!"

From the direction of the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion, where Yang Tianhong had his back to him, a sharp shout came. Immediately, Yang Tianhong heard a burst of brisk footsteps, which was mixed with rings and clanging, gold and silver colliding.

Surrounded by several personal maids, the Xu family appeared in front of the door of the inner courtyard with a pale face.

She's still so bewitching. Five years do not seem to have left any traces of time on her, even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes are very shallow, and her figure after giving birth to two children is still graceful, which is full of attraction to many men. But I don't know why, Yang Tianhong only feels that there is always something in Xu's body that makes him extremely disgusted, and can even be said to be hateful.

Sighing secretly, Yang Tianhong turned around and arched his hand at Xu.

She is her own mother-in-law after all. In terms of human feelings and legal principles, we must make a sufficient gesture of respect.

Perhaps because of his eagerness, Xu Shi spoke very quickly and his voice was very sharp: "This is how you treat your brother? You, you're just a big rebel. ”

Yang Tianhong's face sank like water, and his answer was neither humble nor arrogant, quite orderly: "I just wanted to go home, but I was stopped by Menzi for no reason." When the word "brother" is spoken, it is nothing more than a brother and a brother. Everybody here can testify that the magpie and the crow are only speaking from whose mouth, and to whom, as the eldest son, why should I punish my brother, who has no brother?"

I haven't done it before, and let Yang Wenjia talk wantonly, just to attract more audiences. Now, with enough onlookers, Yang Tianhong believes that these things that happened in front of the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion will soon spread to every corner of the capital.

The hatred in Xu's eyes was like a knife, and he couldn't wait to rush up and cut off Yang Tianhong's flesh piece by piece.

With her experience, how can she not see Yang Tianhong's sinister intentions?

In this way, all the blame is put on Yang Wenjia. Even if some people think that Yang Tianhong is too heavy, they will think that it is human nature.

Yang Wenjia lay on the ground and screamed like a pig: "Mother, he ...... He abolished my dantian, he abolished my dantian!"

Xu's lips were pursed, and the silk handkerchief concealed the fists that were clenched together and the bones bulged. She desperately stabilized her trembling body, raised her right hand, pointed at Yang Tianhong, and said angrily: "Even so, you shouldn't be so vicious." I think back then, your mother had a difficult birth, and it was I who pulled you up with hard work. Now, you're turning your head against your half-brother. Yang Tianhong, where is your conscience and where is your morality?"

The eyes of many onlookers instantly focused on Yang Tianhong, but he smiled indifferently, and arched his hand at Xu Shi, who was full of hatred, with a clear voice and a steady tone: "Madam, I don't know how you can get the words "bitter and bitter"? The person who has fed me since I was a child is a nurse. As for the expenses used, they were all the rewards and benefits that my father had received over the years. You didn't even look at me when I was suffering and suffering in the outer court. To put it mildly, including the clothes and jewelry you wear in the house you are wearing now, which ones are not obtained by my father?"

The crowd of onlookers suddenly resounded with a "buzzing" discussion.

The things in the Yang Mansion are still fresh in many people's memories. The hussar general was known as a prestige among the people, and as his eldest son, people instinctively accepted Yang Tianhong's statement. What's more, regardless of the reasons or evidence, Yang Tianhong is very sufficient.