It is said that Yang Song was forced to marry by his uncle and his employer. Jia Cong watched the joke for a long time, and finally realized his conscience. He walked over and asked: "Brother Yang, do you have someone in your heart? Are you married to someone else?" As soon as he said it, he attracted a lot of attention.
The two old men shut up at the same time and stared at Yang Song. They were reading at midnight.
Yang Song smiled bitterly and said, "I really have no intention of getting married right now."
Jia Cong pulled him to the side and asked in a low voice: "How is your second ear? Can he hear us when we talk?"
Yang Song glanced at Uncle Yang secretly: "It's hard to say. If you lower your voice, you can pretend you can't hear me."
Jia Cong then spoke a little louder: "If you have a sweetheart, I will help you get it by any means possible!" He turned around and winked at Uncle Yang. Uncle Yang's eyes widened as expected.
Yang Song said angrily: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, but I don't have a sweetheart!"
Jia Cong scratched his head and said, "When you were seventeen or eighteen years old, or in your twenties, wouldn't you be moved by the sight of a beautiful girl?"
Yang Song said calmly: "Didn't I tell you? I will focus on practicing martial arts at that time."
Jia Cong frowned and said, "There shouldn't be any blood feud in your family."
"nonsense!"
"Why don't you do nothing but practice martial arts? Why do you need such high-level kung fu? Or is your father going to make a bet with you, how old will you be when you compete with your opponent's son?"
Yang Song was stunned! Uncle Yang sighed, and his voice came from far away and was very clear: "It's my father."
Jia Cong turned around and said, "He's not the eldest grandson, so why should he compete?"
Yang Erbo said: "The old man said he is the best seedling in our family."
Jia Cong looked at Yang Song with admiration and said solemnly: "It turns out that Brother Yang is the legendary martial arts prodigy with extraordinary talents, unique bones, and a once-in-a-hundred-year appearance. Today, he can be seen alive!" Yang Song looked helpless.
glanced at him.
It turns out that the Yang family in Yuzhang has many branches and a mixed population. The patriarch was originally passed down from the direct lineage. Unfortunately, after only four generations, there were no more male members. The remaining ones are not convinced by anyone. Those who learn martial arts are naturally fists and kicks.
Seeing Zhenzhang, he decided to decide through a martial arts competition. That time, more than a dozen people fought in the mourning hall of the old patriarch, and almost demolished the mourning hall. An old man was injured, and he went back to lie down for three days before leaving.
, and made the same clan become enemies.
An old man who had studied in the family came out and said: "In that case, let the young people of each family compete. Whoever's child beats the children of each family will have a patriarch for ten years. After ten years, there will be a patriarch.
Compare."
Because Yang Song was highly talented in martial arts, his grandfather kept him around to learn martial arts, and he became the patriarch of the clan for more than ten years relying on Yang Song's kung fu. Until the old man passed away, the other elders had no intention of taking the position of clan leader, and Yang Song no longer had to participate in martial arts competitions.
.The irony is that Yang Song's grandfather was a confused man. During the years when he was the patriarch of the clan, he was only vague in governing the affairs of the clan and was not good at establishing authority. In the following years, the clan leader only had a name. After he returned to the west, even though he
Then the clan leader was selected, but the words of the new clan leader were not very effective. After another ten years, there was no more selection competition at all, and the clan leader's signboard was given to that family. Now the clan is in disarray and is in name only.
Jia Cong recited "Amitabha" and looked at Yang Song: "How old do you start?"
"Seventeen."
"May I ask how long your grandfather has been the clan leader?"
"Twelve years."
"All right……"
In his youth, Yang Song only practiced martial arts every day. From the time when he was 17 years old, he was not liberated until he was 29 years old. He was probably used to abstinence. Soon after that, he probably met Lin Hai, an old man. Jia Cong surrounded Yang Song.
He turned around twice and looked up and down and said: "Tsk, tsk, I thought that Brother Yang had gone through many vicissitudes of life, but he was still a zero-degree virgin!" While he was talking, he stared at Yang Song without even blinking his eyebrows.
He turned to Uncle Yang and sighed softly, "The important thing now is not to find a wife for him, but to enlighten him! He doesn't respond to such teasing, just like an old monk who has been practicing for decades. Uncle Yang, what's so good about this city?"
Hualou doesn’t have…”
Lin Haiduan shouted: "Nonsense!"
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "What nonsense is this? He may not know what to do if you give him a wife..."
Yang Song said calmly: "I know."
Jia Cong hurriedly turned his head. Seeing that the man's face remained motionless, he shook his head again: "What's the use of just knowing! It's not interesting. Why? Why are there so many women who want to marry you? Is your family rich?"
Erbo Yang said proudly: "Who doesn't know that our eldest son? Half the girls in the city want to marry our eldest son! He is the only one who has won twice in a row!"
"...No wonder a whole yard of women came in the blink of an eye..." Jia Cong scratched his head, ran to Uncle Yang and whispered, "I'm not joking. He really has to go to Huajie and Liuxiang to tease him.
You must be a woman from a good family, otherwise even if you get married, you will be like a bachelor, and you can never expect to have nephews and grandchildren."
Uncle Yang looked at his sullen face and frowned, and couldn't help but frown: "Really..."
"Isn't that right?" Jia Cong muttered, "There are some things his father should teach him."
Yang Erbo suddenly had a worried look on his face. He glanced at Yang Song and dragged Jia Cong away. He dragged Jia Cong far away to the corner of the yard. The old man sighed and said, "It's a shame that I'm leaving!" and then said something.
Yang Song's mother died early, and his father married Xu Xian and gave birth to Yang Heng. His father was an honest man like a stick. Once he was ill and called his mother-in-law, and she was not there. The two sons were at their grandfather's place, so they supported themselves.
The bed was boiling water. He didn't want a boy from the clan to come and tell him that his mother-in-law was having an affair with someone! In anger, his father pulled out a burning log and rushed over to catch the rape, and caught him! When the fight started,
The wood ignited the bedding where they were having an affair, and the house caught fire. Although all three of them escaped, Yang Song's father suffered from internal and external fires, and his condition became more serious, and he passed away within half a year.
The adulterer committed adultery, and the wife was drowned in the pond by her family members.
Jia Cong opened his mouth for a long time and choked out: "Then... then that... how come Brother Yang and Brother Yang have such a good relationship?"
Uncle Yang said inexplicably: "They are brothers, so naturally they have a good relationship."
"Isn't Brother Yang's mother a thief?"
"What does it have to do with him? He is a descendant of our Yang family."
"Oh, oh, oh!" There is another advantage to the patriarchal preference. Having said that, Yang Heng's years of wandering in the green forest like a prodigal son must have something to do with his mother. He refused to take the family's money and lived next to the poor in the capital.
Day after day, I also felt guilty. Jia Cong breathed out and said, "Brother Yang will be old by now. His stepmother's affair with someone else probably made him have a bad impression of women, and he is even more unhappy about getting married.
.And he has the same temperament as his father. If he doesn’t choose a good wife, he will still steal someone.”
Yang Erbo said in a low voice: "She dares!"
Jia Cong twitched the corner of his mouth: "Adultery cannot be stopped with martial arts, otherwise his stepmother would not have cheated on her. Brother Yang still has to learn to be a normal man and be able to coax women."
Uncle Yang glanced at Yang Song from a distance: "He coaxes women? It's harder than a sow climbing a tree."
Jia Cong scratched his head: "My father and my brother are both experts in romantic circles. Uncle Yang, my brother is Jia Lian, the prefect of Taiwan, and my father also lives with him in Taiwan Prefecture. I am also escorting my uncle back on this trip.
.How do you like this? Later, you give Brother Yang an order to ask him to follow my father and brother to pick up girls and coax them after he arrives in Taiwan."
After hearing this, Uncle Yang thought for a moment and said hesitantly: "Is this possible?"
Jia Cong said: "Even if you can't learn to be a master of romance, at least you know how to coax your own wife."
Uncle Yang looked at him a few more times: "Big Gouzi is just like his father, born with a lump of wood."
Jia Cong said: "Without the natural lumps, wouldn't the young monk Xu Zhu be trapped by Menggu? Isn't his stepmother pretty?"
"You're so beautiful!" Erbo Yang scolded, "He looks like a toad! Some people even steal things like that!"
Jia Cong suddenly felt that he had said something stupid. Could he say beautiful? He had to say: "I first thought that if his stepmother was beautiful, he would be afraid of beautiful women. Maybe it would be easier for him to find a less beautiful wife.
Accept it..."
Uncle Yang immediately said: "No! The big dog's kung fu is the best in his life, how can his wife not be beautiful!"
"Then he really can only let him worship my father as his disciple." Jia Cong gave a thumbs up and shook his head and said proudly, "When my father was young, he was the most famous romantic young man in the capital, and later he became the most famous man in the capital.
Romantic old man! He can easily capture women from fifty to fifteen years old!"
Uncle Yang looked at him doubtfully: "Really?"
Jia Cong pointed at Lin Hai and said, "If you don't believe me, ask my uncle! He is a humble gentleman and will never lie."
When Erbo Yang heard this, he actually walked over, pointed at Jia Cong and said to Lin Hai: "Brother Lin, is this young man's father really good at coaxing women?"
Lin Hai couldn't laugh or cry. He immediately guessed what trick Jia Cong was playing, glared at him and said: "His father... is really a master of fireworks."
Uncle Yang hurriedly said to Yang Song: "You are going to his father's place, aren't you?"
Yang Song looked at Jia Cong and guessed it. He looked embarrassed and said, "Yes..."
"Go and be his father's teacher and learn how to coax women!" Erbo Yang ordered, "Learn hard and learn with the same spirit you used to learn martial arts when you were a child! Don't be careless!"
The corners of Yang Song's eyes twitched: "This... is unreasonable!"
Uncle Yang glared: "How dare you not listen to what I say?"
If it had been Jia Cong, he would have just opened his mouth and agreed to get over it. But Yang Song was a filial nephew, and he couldn't coax his uncle. He was frozen for a long time and refused to speak. The second uncle Yang said it again, forcing him to agree. Yang Song
Song couldn't agree no matter what.
In the end, Erbo Yang became anxious and cried with snot and tears: "Third brother, I'm sorry for you. Your son is almost forty, and you haven't even found a wife for him...Third brother, why are you doing this?"
Are you leaving? Your son didn't listen to his second uncle's words... Third brother, I swore to you back then that I would take good care of my two nephews, but I'm about to break my words when I see it..." He cried and plopped down and knelt down facing the west.
Then he kowtowed on the ground, "Third brother, I'm sorry to you, third brother, I'm sorry to you, third brother, I'm sorry to you..." The sound of kowtows rang out again and again, blending with the old man's cries, accompanied by the autumn wind and fallen leaves, and the setting sun, which was infinite.
desolate.
Yang Song also shed tears, knelt down beside his second uncle and cried: "Second uncle, I promise you, why don't I promise you..."
Uncle Yang turned to stare at him: "You agreed?"
"Promise."
"Well, this is a good boy." As he said this, he got up and wiped his tears with his sleeves. It was all right!
Jia Cong and Lin Hai looked on and were stunned! After a while, Jia Cong ran over and gave two thumbs up to Yang Erbo: "Yang Erbo! High! Really high!"
Uncle Yang was very proud: "It's too early for this kid to want to fight with me!"
Lin Hai couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter for the first time, and others also laughed. In the end, even Yang Song couldn't help laughing.
Yang Erboyin looked at Jia Cong and said, "You are a good kid, warm-hearted and clever." Jia Cong smiled. He rolled his eyes and said, "Come here, kid. I have something to say." Yin pushed him aside again.
Pull.
Jia Cong fully thought that the old man was going to give him some martial arts secrets such as the "Nine Yang Manual" and "The Powerful Diamond Claw", but he didn't want the old man to ask thiefly: "Do you have a wife?"
Jia Cong twitched the corner of his mouth, fearing that he would mess up the mandarin ducks' records, and said quickly: "I'm still young, and my father said he would do some research for me in two years."
"Oh." Uncle Yang nodded. He looked around and whispered, "There is a skilled man hiding on the roof opposite. I don't know if he is a friend or an enemy."
Jia Cong frowned and said: "If there are no other valuable people in this Taoist temple, my uncle is probably the most valuable. How about you help us take him back to the inn?"
Yang Erbo said, "It's no good!" He shouted, "Why don't you come out and meet your friend across the way?"
Everyone looked over and saw a figure falling to the ground lightly, like a feather. Jia Cong felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and Uncle Yang was gone! Before he had time to see clearly what the man looked like, the back of Uncle Yang was already there.
After bumping into each other, the two of them immediately got into a fight.
Jia Cong has also seen many masters fight, and it was always exciting at first, but he couldn't see clearly later. This was the first time that he couldn't see clearly from the beginning. After staring for a long time, his eyes became more and more dazzled;
Looking at the others, Yang Song and the old Taoist priest were watching attentively. Lin Haixian was also dazzled and rubbed his temples.
Jia Cong stretched out and walked to Lin Hai out of boredom: "Uncle, hey hey hey, please calm down."
Lin Hai ignored him.
Jia Cong was born with a rogue ability, so he leaned close to the old man and said: "If you really want to save your brother and his father-in-law, we can try. Otherwise, you will definitely be miserable for half your life. But don't have too much hope, maybe
No, even if he can, he might not be able to be rescued. If he is rescued, he should be sent to the King of Lu. That is probably the only place where he is safest."
Lin Hai sighed, turned to look at him, and said, "If we can rescue him, can't we help him return to Beijing?"
Jia Cong shook his head and said: "For one thing, I don't have that ability right now..."
Lin Hai interrupted him and said, "If you want to hold the emperor hostage and control the princes, you must have an emperor, right?"
"Secondly, even if it happens in the future, I wouldn't dare. Sir, you just think about the history books from the beginning, and among the heroes who single-handedly turned the tide of crisis, which one has a good outcome?"
Lin Hai was stunned at first, and then silent.
Jia Cong said sincerely: "If you are poor, you can be good for yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world. The world is all about helping the world. As for the whole family, sir, I dare not accomplish this great feat. It is too risky. I forgive you for not daring to take advantage of the whole family."
The young and the nine tribes risked their friends' lives so much. I really can't trust that person." As he spoke, he shed tears and knelt down towards Lin Hai.