It's a familiar sense of crossing again, and there's nothing to describe.

The crying in the hall made the picture in front of Feng Linwan's eyes real.

When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was following a group of people, and Dai Xiao was kneeling in front of the mourning hall.

A total of seven coffins, one in front and six behind, are placed in the center of the mourning hall.

Feng Lin was a little stunned.

The number of times I crossed is not less, and as soon as I appeared, it was a mourning hall, which was a bit fresh.

He lowered his head and was silent, but secretly looked around.

With just a little closer observation, Feng Linwan already knew what the current situation was.

"Northern Song Dynasty, the Yang family? Now after the Yang family will fight the bloody battle on the golden beach, the seven sons will go to the six sons, and they will be full of loyal martyrs, and almost all of them will be folded in the territory?" In this way, there is one more Yang family in Tianbo Mansion, which is also appropriate.

"There are a total of seven coffins, it seems that although Yang Shilang and Yang Wulang are only missing, but now this door is full of widows, I am afraid that they will die. This... It's not in line with people's common sense!" Feng Linwan didn't think about his current identity.

Yang Liulang, the only survivor at the moment, doesn't have to think about it.

He was so far away from the seven coffins, and he was not a serious young master at first glance.

If it's a side branch, it's fine, don't be a slave born in some family.

Now I don't want to be a family Ding Liu, not to mention that this Yang Mansion is full of doors, the young lady has not grown up yet, and the rest are widows, and the family drama is not easy to unfold!

What's more, the eldest husband has something to do and something not to do, and Feng Linwan still has a temperance.

"The Holy Decree has arrived!" a shrill voice interrupted the crying in the mourning hall.

She Saihua, the leader, led the widows full of doors, turned around in unison, followed the sharp voice, greeted him, and knelt at the door of Tianbo Mansion.

"The Yang family is a door, loyal to the country, full of loyalty, a plaque, a thousand taels of gold, and a hundred pieces of silk cloth. ”

The eunuch was expressionless at the door of Tianbo Mansion, reading the reward given by the official family, but he didn't step into the Yang family mansion at all.

Boxes of rewards are placed at the door of Tianbo Mansion, echoing the coffins in that mansion, which seems ironic.

Feng Linwan gradually felt something different.

"Although the fourth and fifth children are just missing, this She Lao Taijun directly sent them a funeral. Now, although the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty arranged for someone to come to offer condolences and rewards, he did not show up in person, let alone make any arrangements for Yang Liulang, who had returned from serious injuries and had not yet woken up. It seems that above this court, the atmosphere is very weird!" Seeing the subtlety, he has experienced the political sense of several worlds with Feng Linwan, and he has already felt the ups and downs of the Yang family in Bofu today.

"Although the Yang family is almost dead, the war is based on success or failure, not by whose family has more people dead. The Great Song Dynasty fought with the Liao State, after all, it was the Song Dynasty that was defeated, and at this time, the Manchu Dynasty was civil and military... Even today, you need to find someone to come out and take the blame. Yang Ye, who is already dead, must be the best choice. And in the same way, if this black cauldron is smashed on Yang Ye's head, as Yang Ye's 'only' son now, Yang Liulang's political future can be said to be complete... ”

Therefore, She Saihua did not hesitate to put the coffins of her two missing sons, causing an extremely tragic effect, and also wanted to use public opinion, and at the same time torture the conscience of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, she wanted to keep the only son who came back now. ”

Judging from all indications, this world is more inclined to the setting in the Romance of the Yang Family, and does not follow the real history. But... Who can tell which one is true and which one is false, and I can't understand it. ”

She Saihua took the decree and sent away the eunuch who carried the decree.

Then he turned around without saying a word, and then said: "Yang An! Arrange for people to send all the gold, silver, and cloth rewarded by these officials to their respective homes according to the list of fallen soldiers! I'm sorry for them, I can't bring back their sons, husbands, fathers. ”

She Saihua's move immediately moved some of the soldiers around who were also wearing linen and filial piety and were injured.

Feng Linwan looked at it but only felt that although She Saihua was decisive, she was still not deep enough and practiced.

Although this has won the support of some soldiers and some of the good names of the people. But it further hated the current Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and Shen Wansan rewarded Zhu Yuanzhang for the fate of the three armies, which is really not good. Of course... Now it's the Song Dynasty, whether I'm sent to the Song Dynasty in history, or the Song Dynasty that evolved in a certain romance, or simply a Song Dynasty reshaped by the Eight Immortals. Shen Wansan is, of course, a figure who is far from appearing. However, in the Great Song Dynasty, there was Yang Ye in front and Yue Fei in the back, although they all said that they were killed by traitors, in fact, they were always the emperors of the dynasty. Without the connivance of the Son of Heaven, even if the traitor holds a certain amount of authority, how dare he run rampant so much?"

"It's right to coerce public opinion and think it's right to protect yourself, but it's in the wrong direction!" Feng Linwan shook his head.

"Yang Ping, what are you doing? Why don't you come over to help?" a greeting interrupted Feng Linwan's thoughts.

Only then did Feng Linwan realize that he was actually called 'Yang Ping'.

"It's over! This kind of name, at first glance, is the work of the family and the house slave, and the young master of the side branch is afraid that he will not think about it. Feng Linwan felt a little melancholy, feeling that he was being targeted.

"Am I going to face this kind of unfair treatment just because I'm handsome?"

A slap was slammed on his shoulder as Feng Lin was pondering.

"Yang Ping! Be clever, now is an extraordinary time, the whole house is tense, if you make a mistake and are kicked out of the mansion, then it depends on how you are!" The person who greeted Feng Lin Wan was Yang An, who had been instructed by She Saihua before.

The young men of the Yang Mansion were all transferred away before, and went to the battlefield with the Yang family's father and son.

The family members of the gate, also called the trilogy in the past, are all capable of fighting, and they are not just cleaning up and doing some dirty and dirty work.

Therefore, although Yang An does not look very old, he already has to assume the duties of a housekeeper.

Feng Linwan was also woken up by Yang An's slap: "No! No! The matter of the Yang family has nothing to do with me." But the way of the Eight Immortals lies in the union with the people. Men and women, young and old, rich and poor, each of them, if I want to be the ninth, I must have a new identity, but it matches it, from the crowd, to the crowd. As a family member, it must belong to the ranks of 'cheap', and the orientation overlaps, and this hat must be taken off. ”

Thinking of this, Feng Lin waited quietly and worked silently.

When it was late at night, Fang was alone and walked to the ancestral temple of Yangfu.

Sure enough, although in the mourning hall, there were constant wails and bright lights, but as the only male in the family, Yang Liulang knelt in the ancestral hall even though he was seriously injured, with a blank expression.

Claiming to the public that he was seriously injured and in a coma, and that his life was in danger at any time, he was protecting him.

"Sixth Master!" Feng Linwan walked to the door and greeted inside.

The two housekeepers who were guarding the door closed their eyes and fell to the ground and dozed off.