"Hey, kid, you're back!"

"Your mother...... She died too unjustly! ”

As she spoke, Aunt Liu's tears couldn't help but flow down at this moment, and she seemed to be very sympathetic to Cheng Ping'an's mother.

"What?"

"Who killed my mother?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ping'an was furious, he didn't expect that he would fight bravely on the battlefield to defend his family and the country, but his mother was wronged at home, and it was impossible for anyone to be calm.

"Child, forget it, we can't fight others, we can't even control Dali Temple, what can we ordinary people do?"

"Listen to my aunt's advice, pack up my things, and feel that the farther away from Chang'an, the better."

Aunt Liu admonished.

"Aunt Liu, please tell me, how did my mother die?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ping'an was unmoved, and his face became extremely cold at this moment, with a slight killing intent in his words.

"Well, I'll tell you exactly what happened!"

"Here's the thing, in June last year, General Zhang Xun was framed for defecting to the enemy, and you, as General Zhang Xun's general, were naturally implicated!"

"The emperor was furious when he learned about this, and immediately beheaded Zhang Xun and his subordinates, poor your mother is an old man in her sixties, and no one collected the body when she died, and finally the villagers quietly buried her!"

"Buried on the south hill on the north slope!"

"When you have time, you can go and worship!"

Listen, listen, Cheng Ping'an's eyes seemed to be moist, his teeth were biting the corners of his mouth at this moment, and the killing intent had reached its peak at this moment!

"Mother!"

Finally, Cheng Ping'an still collapsed, knelt on the ground, and roared angrily at the blue sky and white clouds: "Heaven, why are you doing this to me!" ”

"Son, mourn!"

Aunt Liu couldn't bear it, so she planned to step forward and pull it up to Cheng Ping'an, but her strength was too small to pull it up.

Suddenly, Cheng Ping'an grinned and asked in a cold voice, "Aunt Liu, do you know who killed my mother?" ”

"Kid, it's better that you still don't know, even if you do, what can you do, we can't fight them!"

With a helpless face, Aunt Liu shook her head and said.

"Aunt Liu, don't worry, I have my own measure, and I will never let my mother die so inexplicably, as his son, if I don't do anything, what is the difference between me and a beast!"

Speaking of which, Aunt Liu also knew that she couldn't persuade her, and maybe she shouldn't stop him from avenging his mother, which was what a son should do.

"Your mother was taken away by the people of Xiangguofu, not long after taking it away, your mother was beheaded for public display, and it was Yang Guozhong, the prime minister of the dynasty, who was in charge of this case!"

"It was also this person who framed General Zhang Xun in front of the emperor!"

Xu was afraid that the wall had ears, Aunt Liu's voice became smaller and smaller, Rao was like this, and Cheng Ping'an also wrote it down word for word: "Traitor, I will definitely let you pay for your blood debts!" ”

Not only for General Zhang and the thousands of soldiers who died on the battlefield, but also for his mother, who died unjustly, Cheng Ping'an decided to fight Yang Guozhong to the end.

"This revenge is not avenged as a son of man!"

"This revenge is not worthy of the brothers who accompanied him from birth to death!"

Cheng Ping'an secretly swore to himself. After a long time, Cheng Ping'an cleaned up the resentment on his face and turned around: "Aunt Liu, thank you for telling me this, you keep this money, thank the villagers for burying my mother!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Aunt Liu to refuse, Cheng Ping'an turned over and went straight to Nangang on the north slope.

The chasing horse seemed to understand Cheng Ping'an's intentions, and galloped all the way, and finally after ten minutes, one person and one horse came to the south hill of the north slope.

On the side of the road, an inconspicuous grave attracted the attention of Chasing Wind, although it was a tomb, it was just a rectangular mound of earth, unguarded, unmanaged, only shaded by a few large trees.

They protrude halfway up the hillside by the roadside, surrounded by withered grass, and in the afterglow, they are lonely and seem to have no relationship with everything.

Cheng Ping'an turned over and dismounted, groped around, and finally found a collapsed tombstone on the edge of the weedy mound, which was engraved: The tomb of Cheng Wang.

A few simple words are a little bleak.

The tombstone is not big, let alone luxurious, but the villagers found a fairly smooth stone slab from local materials, and the corners are still so rough, and there are no traces of polishing.

Cheng Ping'an's mother Wan Yazhi has been diligent and diligent since she gave Cheng Ping'an's father, when Cheng Ping'an's father died on the battlefield, Cheng Ping'an was only three years old, and many people persuaded him to remarry, but Wang Yazhi was resolute, and brought Cheng Ping'an with his own hands.

I thought that I would come back from establishing immortal merits, so I would support the elderly well, but I didn't expect Wang Yazhi to enjoy a day's blessings, so she suffered an injustice.

The more Cheng Ping'an thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more guilty he became.

"Mother, it's all my son's unfilial piety, it's all me who hurt you!"

"Ah......h

Thundered!

Tiangong seemed to hear endless grievances, and with a thunderbolt on a sunny day, dark clouds and strong winds suddenly appeared, followed by a violent storm as promised.

The raindrops of beans kept beating Cheng Ping'an's body, but Cheng Ping'an still held this mottled tombstone stubbornly, silent for a long time, and looked at the place of Chang'an Xiangguo's Mansion with deep eyes.

"Yang Guozhong, if I become peaceful, I will break your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Suddenly, listening to the wind, he came out of the sheath, with endless killing intent, and slashed at a big tree the size of a bucket.

Click!

The innocent tree was neatly split into two pieces and fell to the ground with a bang. Rao is like this, Cheng Ping'an seems to be still angry, brandishing the wind listening knife, and it is a violent output to the surrounding grass and trees.

Between the swords and swords, the grass and trees are flying.

The rain stopped,

"Mother, you wait over there, the child will soon let the traitor Yang Guozhong go down to make amends to you!"

After that, Cheng Ping'an got up and got on his horse and disappeared into the night.

Chang'an Evergreen Inn, a hard-working woman, sleepless all night, in a foreign land, isolated, Jiang Yuyan thought that she would go to Dali Temple tomorrow to complain, and her heart was apprehensive.

"Husband, children, go slowly, and when I avenge you, I will come down to you!"

A sleepless night, dawn in the blink of an eye.

There was a pair of hard-working people in front of Dali Temple early, it was Cheng Ping'an and Jiang Yuyan.

"Blind?"

"Why are you here?"

The moment she saw Cheng Ping'an appear, Jiang Yuyan was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that Cheng Ping'an was here to help her, but Cheng Ping'an did have a solemn face, and he didn't say a word as if he couldn't hear anything.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but feel a little lost, but she held the complaint tightly in her hand, and looked at Cheng Ping'an's gaze and unconsciously took it back.