Dark clouds, striking the city.￥f

A heavy rain is coming, and the air is filled with thick water.

There are few pedestrians in the streets and alleys of Changping.

It was noon, and the neighborhoods that used to be extremely noisy became deserted, and many shops even closed their doors and removed their banners.

Yang Chenglie was walking in the courtyard with the help of Yang Shouwen.

His injuries were not too serious. Except for the arrow wound, there were no injuries on several swords. He looked scary at the time, but after treatment, he was no longer seriously injured and could even get out of bed and walk around in the courtyard.

However, Yang Chenglie was not in a good mood.

After Li Yuanfang's visit, regardless of whether he was willing or not, he finally handed over the command of the Minzhuang Wuhou to Lu Yongcheng.

After three days of blinking, he still remembers Lu Yongcheng's smiling face when he got the seal.

If Yang Shouwen hadn't repeatedly reminded him, he would have even wanted to jump out of the bed and punched Lu Yongcheng hard in the face. Fortunately, he finally held it back, but he always felt unhappy in his heart.

Why, why do you want me to hand over command?

Even though Yang Chenglie knew that Li Yuanfang's arrangement had no intention, now that Li Yuanfang's unquestionable tone of order that night really made Yang Chenglie very dissatisfied.

"Father, the Turks conquered Dingzhou."

"So what?"

Yang Chenglie's face was a little gloomy, and he rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What does this have to do with our father and son?"

"Father, the Turks broke through Dingzhou, and it was actually August 26."

"I know!"

Yang Chenglie snorted and said softly: "You said it the day before yesterday. So what?"

Yang Chenglie, who lost his command, has been like a irritable child these two days, and his words are even more bizarre.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing, "Did my father forget that map?"

"Um?"

“826, Dingzhou!”

"oh!"

Yang Chenglie suddenly showed a sudden look, but his face turned dark and he said angrily: "The map has been sent to the Youzhou Governor's Office, and Governor Zhang also secretly mobilized his troops and prepared to station troops in Wuhuiling. But the question is, does it have anything to do with me?"

"Father, don't do this."

"What do you want me? Could it be that I still have to lick Lu Yongcheng?"

Can you chat well?

Of course Yang Shouwen knew that Yang Chenglie was filled with evil spirits. But I am your son, not Lu Yongcheng, nor that Li Yuanfang. What are you trying to do to me? But he certainly couldn't say this, so he could only say patiently: "This shows that our previous guess is very correct. If Governor Zhang can really cut off the way back, then you will be the first achievement... With this contribution, the position of the county magistrate is as stable as Mount Tai."

Yang Chenglie hummed twice, indicating that he was tired.

He asked Yang Shouwen to help him into the living room and sit down, and then said softly: "Shizi, do you think I am really angry for this little county lieutenant? If you think so, you would underestimate me too much! You, I, was the lieutenant of the Juechong Prefecture of Junzhou. I could have resigned without saying anything, would I still care about the position of this county lieutenant? I just felt frustrated. If I hadn't left back then, I might not have been lower than Li Yuanfang's position now... Humph, but relying on my ancestor Yu Yin, how could I show off my power in front of me?"

The reason why Yang Chenglie was unhappy was because of Li Yuanfang's tone of order that day and his almost tough attitude.

After hearing this, Yang Shouwen sneered.

"Father, although I don't know why you fled Junzhou, I think if you stayed in Junzhou at that time, maybe we both had become dry bones in the tomb, so where would you have the energy and sigh here?"

"Uh... what you said seems to make sense."

After Yang Chenglie finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that his spirit seemed to have recovered, Yang Shouwen suddenly asked: "Father, what trouble did you cause back then?"

"this……"

Yang Chenglie hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.

“I will tell you when it’s time to tell you.

Anyway...you have to believe that your father didn't do that unforgivable bad thing. The reason why I brought you to Changping is really, really, really... As you said, if I had stayed in Junzhou, our family might have been killed long ago.

Forget it, don’t talk about this anymore… In a few years, I will definitely tell you when you become a child.”

According to Tang Dynasty law, he became a dying person at the age of twenty-two.

There is a saying in ancient customs that Xu Sui. If according to the customs of this era, Yang Shouwen was eighteen years old.

But the problem is that Cheng Ding is at least four years away.

Let me tell you four years later? Yang Shouwen looked at Yang Chenglie angrily, but he really didn't know what to say.

"By the way, can Lu Yongcheng be safe these two days?"

Yang Shouwen curled his lips and said, "What's the matter? I heard that he is very active."

"oh?"

"After he took your seal, he appointed Liang Yun as the head of the people's squad the next day.

Later, he transferred Jiang Liulang from the arrest squad as the head of the Zaoliban team and almost changed the Zaoliban team of the county government. If it weren't for the head of the management squad, he would even want to reach into the arrest squad. It can be seen that he couldn't wait to control the third class of Changping. It seems a bit strange here, and I still can't see it clearly."

"No, he was so anxious to ask for the seal and ribbon, and even sent assassins to ambush him, so he must have had some plans."

Yang Chenglie said, rubbed his thighs, and then said, "But I still don't understand. Li Yuanfang asked me to hand over the seal and put Changping completely in Lu Yongcheng's hands. Logically speaking, Li Yuanfang and Lu Yongcheng couldn't be peeing in the same pot. Even if Lu Yongcheng is a child of the Lu family, there is no reason to invite Li Yuanfang to take action."

He looked at Yang Shouwen, but found that Yang Shouwen didn't seem to listen.

Outside the living room door, two little girls popped out from time to time, and four puppies were wandering outside the living room.

"Okay, OK, it's time for you to tell stories!"

Yang Chenglie immediately understood the mystery, couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head, stood up and pointed at Yang Shouwen and said, "Don't just tell stories, you still have to write that book. Just writing a little bit every day is a bit over the other."

Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "Why is handwriting easy to say? It's very hard to update every day."

As he spoke, he walked out.

However, when he reached the door, he stopped again, "Actually, my father doesn't have to worry too much about Lu Yongcheng.

The Turkic people were about to attack Zhaozhou, and it would take not long before Lu Yongcheng would be able to see the slash and reveal his strength. By then, Li Yuanfang would definitely have some action. As for the same sentence, let's just watch coldly now."

Watching Yang Shouwen leave, Yang Chenglie slowly walked to the door of the living room with a crutch.

A silver snake passed by in the dark clouds, followed by a thunderclap, and the heavy rain poured down... The rain curtain came to the sky, as if it enveloped the entire world in the water world. Yang Chenglie stood on the porch, looking at the heavy rain outside, but couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Watch on by the cold, watch on by the cold... I'm afraid that Li Yuanfang may not let us relax." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: I can't stand it anymore, let's update two first.

I found that it was really hard to end up late now. After twelve o'clock, my fingers became as if they were not my own, and my head was dizzy.

There will be three updates tomorrow, and the old and new will do what they say.
Chapter completed!