Silent in the roar over the entire Chang'an, the 'great victory of Mayi', He Duojun did not forget his business; he took Xiao Shujun to the outside of the city, found the rich merchant, and bought back the deed for 15,000 yuan, and He Duojun tore up the paper deed worth 15,000 yuan in front of Shu Jun.

Such a major life change naturally made Xiao Shujun a little cramped, and in the end, he still focused his attention on the young owner he wanted to protect in the future: He Weiyang.

According to He Duohuang, He Weiyang learned martial arts under the guidance of his father since he was a child, and when he was in his early tens, he worshiped under an old soldier and specialized in learning the skills of killing enemies.

In the past few years, most of the wealth of He Duohuang's family has also been spent on this grandchild who shoulders the hope of the entire family.

——Since ancient times, China has been poor and rich in martial arts. In order to train his grandson He Weiyang into a qualified, even outstanding soldier, He Duohuang spent a lot of effort on this grandson.

Not to mention the meat at both ends in three days, I don't want to mention it when I go around to study medicine; Just to allow He Weiyang to successfully enlist in the army, He Duohuang spent countless connections.

In the end, He Weiyang was included in the Southern Army as 'Taizu Yuancong', and soon after, he was assigned to Shanglin Lieutenant.

In the past two years, He Weiyang has rarely gone home. When He Duohuang asked, He Weiyang was always vague, and only roughly revealed his establishment, and he was a soldier of Captain Huben of Shanglin.

But fortunately, He Weiyang is not the only person in He Jiazhai who has entered the Huben Captain. In addition to He Weiyang, He Jiazhai also has several good sons, from Captain Shanglin to Captain Huben, and He Weiyang has become a comrade-in-arms who sleeps and eats together and helps each other on the battlefield.

With this foundation, He Duoyang didn't worry too much about the future of this grandson, and let He Weiyang go home once a month, He Weiyang didn't say much, and He Duohuang never asked anything.

It wasn't until this year that He Weiyang returned home and said that he was about to go to the clouds with the Taiwei that He Duohuang finally vaguely realized: what kind of army this grandson is in; Later, as soon as He Weiyang set off from Chang'an, the news of 'Cloud City Breaking' came from the side wall, but it made the entire Hejiazhai fall into a burst of worry······

"I heard that the city in the clouds was broken, and those women in our village saw Tian'er washing their faces with tears;"

"It's the old woman of my family, maybe she hasn't shown a smile for a long time······" Leading Xiao Shujun, smiling and walking in front of his old wife, eldest son, and several young grandchildren, He Duohuang couldn't help but say a word full of embarrassment, but there was still a trace of worry between his eyebrows.

Shu Jun understood: He Duohuang is still worried about the safety of the young owner, He Weiyang. The family walked forward excitedly, worriedly, expectantly, and worriedly, and after a while, they came to the outside of the north palace wall of Weiyang Palace.

Not surprisingly: almost every Lang official who poured out of the palace and went to the streets to distribute good news was surrounded by three layers inside and outside.

Seeing this, Xiao Shujun also hurriedly stood up, with many years of experience in the market, he was stunned to be beside the most crowded Lang Guan, and squeezed out a two-foot-wide human slit.

Seeing the human seam, He Duo Huang did not contain the lake, and hurriedly picked up a grandson with his old wife and eldest son, and squeezed in through the human seam.

It's just that even if he squeezed into the crowd and walked to a position that was only three or five steps in front of Na Langguan, the noisy sound in his ears would make it difficult for He Duohuang to find an opportunity to ask questions.

"Afterlife! Epigenetic! ”

"My family Lantian Chen Erniu, how is my boy?"

"——My family Xinfeng Yang Si, I! My kid ······" Listening to the sound of similar inquiries in his ears, He Duohuang had no choice but to look at the Lang officials in the crowd who were already sweating profusely.

As the saying goes: it's better to be in a hurry than to be in a hurry. The military report of this 'great victory in Mayi' was coincidentally transmitted to Chang'an today, and in the recent period, it happened to be the time when the people within hundreds of miles around Chang'an came to Chang'an with their families and mouths to buy supplies.

It was after the autumn harvest and during the slack time, and most of the people in the nearby areas gathered in Chang'an, and suddenly received the news of the victory in Mayi, so they naturally couldn't help but step forward and inquire about their own children and nephews, or their neighbors and relatives.

It's just that in response to these people's gossip inquiries, the Lang official was obviously a little panicked······

"Uncle, I really don't know how your kid is······"

"Your eldest brother? It should still be in Yanmen, right? ”

"Yes, the battle is over, and I guess I'll be back at the beginning of spring······"

"Eat enough~ Shaofu's grain transportation team to Yanmen has never stopped at all······" tried his best to give an answer to every person who asked questions, but the Lang official found that there were more and more people around him; Seeing this situation, Na Langguan could only raise his head with a wry smile and beckon everyone to calm down a little.

"Gentlemen~"

"Gentlemen, be quiet, and listen to me~" tried his best to make a call, and finally quieted the noisy crowd for a moment, and the Lang official also seized the opportunity, hurriedly stood on tiptoe, and bowed his hand to the people in Guanzhong gathered around him.

"Gentlemen~"

"The great victory of Mayi, a military report that was just delivered an hour ago~"

"In the military newspaper, it only said that in the first battle of Mayi, my Han family beheaded the enemy, and the casualties were geometric~"

"Who's kid set up Wuxun and whose kid died in the king's affairs, he didn't name him~"

"Let's think about it~"

"——The husband of Guanzhong who went out this time has tens of thousands of people~"

"If whoever has won the martial arts and who has been killed or injured in the king is written in the military newspaper, how big is a roll of bamboo slips?" Hearing what Lang Guan said, the onlookers finally calmed down, and couldn't help whispering secretly.

After a while, I heard a few abrupt shouts from the crowd.

"Afterlife!"

"We all understand this!"

"Then you should tell us what a big victory this victory is?"

"——How many of our boys have captured the flag and made meritorious deeds?"

"How many are dead or maimed?"

"Let's talk about this, so that we can calm down and wait for specific news when we go home, right?" As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of echo in the crowd, but it also made the confused look on Na Lang's face slightly retreat.

I saw that the man raised his head, and when the man had finished speaking, he smiled and bowed his hand to the surroundings again.

"Good~"

"In that case, then I'll tell the big guys everything written in the military newspaper~"

"It's just that everyone listens, don't talk anymore, lest anyone can't hear it, and I want to say it a few more times~" Hearing the call of Lang Guan, the onlookers just nodded their heads one after another, and then quietly quieted down, looked at the Lang official without squinting, and quietly waited for Lang Guan's next words.

Seeing that the officer thought for a moment, recalled the content of the military report that he had almost forgotten, cleared his throat again, and then raised his head again.

"The First Battle of Mayi~"

"King Zuoxian of the Huns, with a full hundred thousand people, passed through Wuzhou Fortress~"

"As a result, he was blocked between Ma Yi and Wuzhou Sai by Taiwei and Wei Wei~"

"More than 100,000 people brought by King Zuoxian, and the last one to go back was more than 20,000~~~"

"Our kid in Guanzhong, there are less than 1,000 dead kings, and more than 10,000 injured~"

"But don't worry, big guys~"

"Injured boys, there is a military doctor on the side to take care of, and there is no way out~~~" As Lang Guan's loud call sounded, the onlookers who had just promised to be 'silent' immediately began to talk.

"More than 100,000 came, only to go back more than 20,000?"

"Doesn't this mean that at least 80,000 Huns were beheaded by the boys in our pass and won martial arts?"

"I went to more than 60,000 people and got 80,000 first-class ······"

"Isn't that what everyone has?!"

"-Hi~ Are you stupid?"

"—If you don't leave, can't you be a captive who surrendered?"

"-Got the first rank, the martial arts, of course, that's the best;"

"-But if next year, there will be more Xiongnu slaves to sell in the two cities of Chang'an, so that we can buy a few to go home and help us farm, wouldn't it be very happy?" Seeing that the crowd was noisy again, the Lang official was not annoyed, but only smiled helplessly and lowered his head.

Anyway, what he wants to say, Lang Guan has basically finished speaking; In the past few months, the entire Guanzhong has really been affected by this war, and people have not been able to eat well and sleep.

It's rare to have this opportunity to vent, so it's not a big deal for everyone to take the opportunity to chat to vent.

Thinking like this, Lang Guan raised his head, and was thinking about whether to change places and spread the news to other places, when an old man with a child in his arms and watching him stop talking, attracted Lang Guan's attention.

After thinking about it for a while, the Lang official also stepped forward with a chuckle and bowed his hand to the old man.

"Uncle, but what do you want to ask?" Lang Guan said softly, but He Duohuang suddenly became a little cramped, and he adjusted himself for a while before he said with a stiff face: "That, I think, I want to ask; ”

"Which tribes are the Huns from?" Hearing this, Na Lang Guanzi smiled slightly and bowed to He Duowei again.

"It was King Zuo Xian who personally took the four departments of Aries, Zhelan, Lou Fu, and Jinshan, as well as some slaves who couldn't be named."

"In the end, the only people who were able to escape back to the grassland from Mayi were the pro-army of King Zuoxian's headquarters and King Lou Fu himself."

"The King of Aries and the King of Zhelan all died under the knife of our Guan Zhong Erlang, and the King of Jinshan was also taken captive······" Lang Guan's calm tone came into his ears, and finally eased He Duoxiao's cramped mood a little.

With a thoughtful 'oh~', He Duoxiao explained again without a preface.

"What;"

"When I was young, I also fought with the Huns."

"Although I haven't even seen what the Huns look like, they can be regarded as old pawns······ Hearing He Duohuang's words, the Lang official bowed his hand to He Duohuang again with a smile.

"The old pawn is in front of him, but the kid has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful." Hearing this, He Duohuang also smiled and waved his hand, and suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Just looked at Lang Guan for a while, feeling that this Lang Guan was quite easy to speak, He Duo couldn't help but think.

Turning around and handing over the grandson in his arms to Xiao Shujun, He Duojun stepped forward with a worried face and came to the position one step in front of Lang Guan.

"Afterlife;"

"I know, even if I ask, I may not be able to ask."

"But my kid ······"

"I'm really a little uneasy·······" Seeing the worry in He Duohuang's eyes, even if the Lang official had the intention to refuse, he had to nod with a wry smile.

"The boy understands;"

"Although the kid may not know, if the old man wants to ask, then ask directly."

"Even if the kid can't answer, the old man asks, how much better can he feel better?" Seeing that Lang Guan was really understanding, He Duo Huang hesitated on his face, and then retreated a point.

After thinking about it for a long time, even if he knew that his inquiry had a great probability of not getting a reply, He Duo Huang finally told his origin.

"My family is in Hejiazhai in Weibei;"

"I, it is the third elder of Hejiazhai, and the staff personally given by Emperor Taizu Gao." The deep voice suddenly provoked the people around him to scatter a little, and they all scattered their respectful eyes to He Duowei in front of Lang Guan.

But seeing that He Duohuang was still staring, his eyes were locked on the Lang official in front of him, and his eyebrows were full of worry.

"My boy is my eldest son's cub, and he is only nineteen this year;"

"The surname is He, and the name is called Weiyang······" If this is the case, He Duohuang couldn't help but raise his head with a stiff smile and looked at the solemn and majestic Weiyang Palace wall behind Lang Guan.

"This name is still obtained by me;"

"Asking for good luck, I also want this kid to be loyal to His Majesty in Weiyang Palace······" The smooth and low tone also provoked the people around him to smile kindly and look at He Duotong with admiration.

"Boss, you will definitely get what you want!"

"Ma Yi is a great victory, the grandson of the boss, he must have made a lot of martial arts~" Listening to the compliments in his ears, He Duowei didn't dare to hold the shelf, but only smiled and bowed his waist and thanked the people around him.

When He Duoxiao turned his head and looked at the Lang official in front of him again, he saw a deep shock from the face of the Lang official!

"Afterlife, afterlife?"

"I, my boy······" With a trembling word, He Duoxiao's eyes were already red, and an extremely strong sense of foreboding burst out in his heart!

Unexpectedly, the Lang official was awakened by He Duohuang's soft call, but he looked He Duohuang up and down with suspicion; When the expressions on the faces of the people around them became a little suspicious, the shocked voice of the Lang official finally resounded outside the Weiyang Palace, above this land within a radius of 100 steps······

"He Weiyang?!"

"-Tiger Benjia Knife He Weiyang?!"

"The one who personally beheaded the king of the Huns Zhelan, and beheaded the seventeenth level in the first battle, He Weiyang, a sword warrior, ?!!"

"——The old man, it is He Weiyang and He Zhuangshi's grandfather?!!"