One thousand one hundred and eighty-seven chapters Yan Wang Yang Kui
The group of Yang Mansion masters on the stone steps, although they guessed that the extremely old old man in front of them was the legendary master, but they were all masters trained by the Hongnong Yang family, and they turned into black shadows all over the sky without any hesitation.
At the same time, they soared into the sky and pounced towards the Spring and Autumn Valley Master and Zhang Tiangang from all directions like an eagle attacking.
Before the figure arrived, a strong wind was already blowing in their face. Most of them aimed at the Spring and Autumn Valley Master, and only a few targeted Jingtian.
Jingtian had a feeling that if he faced so many masters and attacked with all their strength at the same time, he would probably die miserably on the spot without the slightest strength to fight back.
The Chunqiu Valley Master still looked indifferent and his eyes were cloudy, but his right hand suddenly moved, and a blade of light appeared in the wide sleeve of his right hand. Then, like a flash of lightning, a knife came into the steady palm of her right hand.
The Chunqiu Valley Master's sword movements were not smooth, and even seemed a bit random.
Facing the heroic killing blows from all the masters of the Yang family, Chunqiu Valley Master casually slashed out a sword. It was obviously a sword, but it seemed to strike in all directions, and the sword light flickered in every direction.
This is already a sword that transcends the world, a sword that can be struck with all the strength of a master.
This knife strangely struck the eight most powerful people in the group at the same time. These eight people were all masters who had broken their skills. The eight masters fell to the ground slumped and silently. The dozens of masters who were one step behind had a big look on their faces.
During the change, the fighting spirit suddenly disappeared. They turned around and left without hesitation. Some chose to protect their master Yang Xuangan and left, while some chose to escape directly.
Jingtian has been watching Chunqiu Valley Master's moves carefully, because this is the first time he can barely see Chunqiu Valley Master's sword clearly after entering the Yang Mansion.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you later." The knife in Chunqiu Valley Master's hand disappeared again, and after saying that, he walked out.
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After half a stick of incense, everyone in the Yang family was dead. This included some people who had escaped from the house.
The courtyard of the Yang Mansion was quiet, and the blood turned into a perfectly applied red paint, with a few recently fallen green leaves falling on it.
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After leaving Yuwen Mansion, it was still morning. Wang Junlin first went to the manor of his patron, Yang Lin, but there was no one there. Qin Qiong also left. After asking several people, no one knew where Qin Qiong had gone.
We went to Changsun's house again, but just like in the original history, after Changsun Sheng died of illness, Changsun Wuji's uncle Gao Shilian took his sister Gao back home and treated his nephew Changsun Wuji and his niece Changsun well.
Wang Junlin knew that if the historical trajectory remained unchanged, Gao Shilian discovered that Li Yuan's second son Li Shimin was very talented, so he married his niece, the eldest grandson, to him, who would later become Queen Wende.
"It's a pity that Changsun Wuji and Qin Qiong are both civil and military..." Wang Junlin thought to himself.
Wang Junlin was escorted by Chong Yao, Shen Guang, and more than 400 special forces experts led by Zhang Tiangang as he headed for Mang Mountain.
Mang Mountain is located on the south bank of the Yellow River north of Luoyang. It is a branch of the Yaoshan Mountain and stretches for more than 300 miles. It is the northern barrier of Luoyang and has extremely high strategic value.
At the same time, it is also a Taoist holy land. According to legend, Lao Tzu once made elixirs in Mang Mountain. There is a Shangqing Temple on the mountain to worship Lao Tzu. During the Double Ninth Festival, there is an endless stream of visitors to Shang Mang Mountain. Later, the poet Zhang Ji once wrote in a poem: "People who live in the city cannot solve their worries."
, please travel to Beimang temporarily."
Due to the excellent feng shui of Mang Mountain, there has been a saying since ancient times that "people born in Suzhou and Hangzhou will be buried in Mang Mountain". In addition, it is close to the ancient capital Luoyang, so Mang Mountain is an ideal burial place for emperors. "Why are there so many people in Beimang? There are four or five. If I ask who has the tomb, they all say "the Lord of the Han Dynasty".
The forest here is dense and green like clouds. If you climb up to Fu and look into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the Yiluo River. In the evening, the lights of thousands of houses are like stars in the sky. The "Evening View of Mang Mountain" has become one of the eight scenic spots in Luoyang.
The cemeteries of patron king Yang Lin and Chang Sun Sheng are both located in Mang Mountain, close to mountains and rivers. Among them, Yang Lin is located in a mountain bend with excellent feng shui, and a small river gurgling through the mountain bend.
More than half an hour later, Wang Junlin led the people to the mountain bay. It was already past noon, but walking in the mountains in winter, the cold wind was still biting.
"Shen Guang, how far is the old prince's cemetery?" Wang Junlin asked casually, looking at the vast Mang Mountain.
Shen Guang had come to pay homage to the patron king and Changsun Sheng a long time ago, so he knew how to go. He pointed to the open tree-lined road ahead and said: "My lord, just keep going along this road. We will be there in about ten miles."
When Wang Jun came to see a wine shed beside the road with many seats and tourists resting and eating inside, he said to everyone: "Everyone, take a rest first, drink water and eat, and we will leave later."
Everyone was already hungry and thirsty. Wang Junlin gave the order and everyone dismounted and led their horses towards the wine shed. Because it was winter, the business of the wine shed was not very good. When the shopkeeper saw so many people coming, he quickly took the waiters with him. Come out and say hello.
Shen Guang shouted: "Shopkeeper, bring out all your food, we'll cover it all."
The shopkeeper quickly ordered his waiters to prepare. When Wang Junlin saw a waiter moving the wine jar, he quickly said: "I don't want any more wine. I'll just serve everyone hot tea."
"This noble man is here to visit his grave!" Seeing that Wang Junlin did not want a drink, the shopkeeper guessed his purpose.
Wang Junlin nodded and asked him again: "Are there many grave sweepers recently?"
"What kind of grave-sweeper can there be in this winter?"
Wang Junlin nodded and said nothing. As far as he knew, the patron king had no children throughout his life, and most of the royal family had been killed by Yang Guang, so he adopted Qin Qiong as his adopted son. There was no Song or Ming Dynasty in the Sui Dynasty. It is said that Qin Qiong stayed next to Yang Lin's tomb for a month and then left.
At this time, a large group of people came up the boulevard. It was said that a large group of guards were surrounding a large carriage. They stopped by the wine shed. A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old hurriedly got out of the carriage and saw Wang Junlin, without waiting for the guards beside him to support him, jumped down and ran towards Wang Junlin.
"It's the emperor's grandson Yang Tan." Wang Junlin looked a little complicated, but also a little pleased.
Wang Junlin stood up. Yang Tan was now the King of Yan. His title was higher than that of the newly appointed prince, so he was ready to salute. However, Yang Tan ran over and knelt down in front of Wang Junlin with a thump. He went down, his eyes were red, and he choked with sobs: "My nephew Yang Tan pays homage to my uncle."
Wang Junlin was shocked at first. He originally wanted to help Yang Tan up quickly, but when he saw this kid performing so hard, he simply let him kneel down. Then he bent down to help him up and said with emotion: "It turns out it's... His Highness King Yan, I haven’t seen you for more than two years, but your Highness has grown up."