Chang Anqing

Chapter 242
In this room, the partridge who was secretly guarding in front of a tea stand in Pingkangfang was waiting anxiously. When he picked up the teapot and took a sip of tea for himself before handing it to his mouth, he saw a sudden change in his expression. Immersed in the sadness and pain, as if the whole person was placed in the continuous rain, Yang Jin, who seemed out of place, was slowly walking out of the alley aimlessly.

"Master Da Lang——"

Three steps and two steps in parallel, the partridge has hurried to catch up, and carefully supported Yang Jin who was faltering.

"Go home."

The nervous partridge heard Yang Jin's deep and hoarse voice, and hurriedly called for the carriage, and waited for him to sit in.

When the curtain of the car fell, Yang Jin couldn't stop trembling, his right hand was tightly clutching the Broken Xiao, but he felt the bone-eroding and suffocating pain coming, which made him unable to help closing his eyes tightly, Cheng Huan's voice and smile, as well as that dreamlike "reunion" just now, have remained in his mind for a long time, becoming the rest of his thoughts in this life.

"Master Da Lang?"

Hearing the worried voice of the partridge outside the car curtain, Yang Jin clenched his fists, tried his best to suppress the hoarse voice, and said in a low voice, "How about the order?"

Hearing that Yang Jin's voice had returned to calm, Partridge's worries were finally relieved, and he hurriedly said: "Back to Mr. Da Lang, the people we sent went in to have a look, and found that the princess was led up to the second floor. But there are eyeliners on the first and second floors of the restaurant, and our people are afraid of scaring the snake, so we just sit on the first floor and never go up. Later, soon after the princess came down from the second floor, another noble lady came out, because Wearing a veiled hat, he couldn't see his face clearly, so the little one dared to ask the hidden guard to follow the lady's carriage carefully, and he should still be on the way at this moment."

Yang Jin frowned slightly when he heard this, and told him intuitively that he had indeed bumped into an unknown secret today.

"You did very well."

Complimenting in words, Yang Jin put Duan Xiao in his arms again like a treasure, and suddenly ordered seriously: "Go back to Taiwei's mansion, if anyone who comes with you has a letter, report it immediately."

The partridge immediately responded when he heard the words, and ordered people to drive towards Taiwei's mansion.

When the night was getting dark, there was a gentle breeze outside the corridor, and by the candlelight on the desk, Yang Jin in the study stood silently behind him, quietly picked up a thick scripture book, raised his hand, as if stroking a loved one Like her cheeks, her thumb lightly and affectionately stroked the elegant handwriting soaked in ink on the cover of the scripture book.

Faintly, he seemed to see Cheng Huan's figure, standing in front of the bookshelf, behind the lampshade, and beside the screen as before, calling him "Da Lang" softly in his ear.

Everything is so real, so real that it makes him feel happy, as if he really came back.

Come back to accompany him.

"Big man!"

Just when he was in a trance, Yang Jin heard the partridge's hurried voice, and with anxious steps, he quickly stood outside the curtain and whispered anxiously: "I have something urgent to report."

Knowing that what he ordered must have come to fruition, Yang Jin immediately restrained his hurt appearance that he never showed, silently closed the scriptures, raised his eyes and said solemnly: "Go in."

As soon as the words fell, the partridge quickly walked in, and did not cross hands to salute until the case was over. Under Yang Jin's signal, he turned around and walked up to him, and said in a low voice: "Mr. came back."

"how?"

Hearing Yang Jin's inquiry, Partridge carefully looked at the soft curtain, and then said more cautiously: "The nobleman's carriage didn't stop, it has already entered through the Zhuque Gate and entered the Daming Palace."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jin's face changed slightly, and the depth between his brows became more obvious.

A woman who can enter and leave the Daming Palace at any time must be the noble lord of the palace.

But Ah Man grew up in Taiwei's Mansion since he was a child. He used to go to the palace to accompany his eldest sister, and he was never familiar with other concubines in the palace. Now that his eldest sister has passed away, he can't think of anything. Who can have such a personal relationship with Ah Man, so that Ah Man still pretends to be a man to avoid being seen by others?
Realizing that things were getting more and more strange, Yang Jin didn't dare to be sloppy, and immediately said, "Who's carriage has been found out?"

Hearing Yang Jin's inquiry, the partridge naturally knew that the matter was getting more and more difficult, so he didn't dare to delay, and quickly responded: "Back to Mr. Da Lang, the little one went to the gate of the palace to make some arrangements for this, and quietly inquired about it." ,today--"

Speaking of this, Partridge paused, and then said cautiously: "Today around the time of the day, only Princess Pengcheng entered and exited Daming Palace, and no one else was there."

Princess Pengcheng?
Yang Jin's pupils trembled suddenly at this moment, and his expression was unabashedly serious and silent.

Princess Pengcheng actually met Ah Man in private——

Still, at such a critical moment.

"Master Da Lang?"

Seeing Yang Jin standing there silently walking out, Partridge hurriedly followed, and the moment he walked out of the room, he heard Yang Jin's questioning voice.

"Is Aye back home?"

Partridge nodded and said: "I'm back, the Taiwei went to the study as soon as he came back."

Before the words were finished, Partridge saw Yang Jin in front of him quicken his pace even more, heading towards the courtyard where Yang Chongyuan was.

Because Yang Jin is Yang Chongyuan's closest eldest son, his courtyard is very close to Yang Chongyuan's courtyard. In just a cup of tea, Yang Jin hastily arrived at the gate of the courtyard and walked in quickly.

As soon as the servant guarding the porch saw the figure approaching from a distance, he hurried in and quietly reported to Chen Zhong who was standing beside Yang Chongyuan.

Chen Zhong was slightly surprised when he heard the words, and then carefully looked at Yang Chongyuan, who was frowning and reviewing government affairs, and said: "Taiwei, Dalang is here."

Yang Chongyuan, who was immersed in it, paused when he heard the words. Although he didn't raise his head, he said: "Let him in."

When the servant heard the order, he naturally withdrew quickly, and the next moment, the steady footsteps sounded outside the curtain.

"Aye."

When Yang Jin lifted the curtain and entered, Yang Chongyuan rarely put down his government affairs, looked up at Yang Jin with a serious face, but said kindly: "Sit down."

When Chen Zhong ordered someone to take his seat, Yang Chongyuan looked at Yang Jin and said in a warm voice, "Come here late at night, what's the matter?"

"My son has something important to do."

Hearing this, Chen Zhong didn't react much, and quietly led the two servants in the room back out, while he himself stood guard at the door of the study.

"What's the matter?"

In the silence, upon hearing Yang Chongyuan's inquiry, Yang Jin just raised his head and said calmly: "Today, my son saw Ah Man in Pingkangfang."

Hearing this, Yang Chongyuan raised his eyebrows faintly, and then he saw Yang Jin say solemnly: "Aman dressed as a boy, and met Princess Pengcheng privately in the elegant house of the restaurant."

As soon as the words came out, Yang Chongyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely understood the meaning of Yang Jin's words.

Hearing that Yang Jin told him about the tracking one by one, Yang Chongyuan finally stood up, and Yang Jin hurried forward to help him.

Seeing this, Yang Chongyuan didn't stop, but said with a smile on his lips: "It seems that some people in the palace can't sit still anymore."

"Aye, should we keep watching?"

Hearing Yang Jin's proposal, Yang Chongyuan waved his hands with a smile, and said without feeling troublesome at all: "It's okay."

Sensing Yang Jin's confusion, Yang Chongyuan raised his eyes and taught him: "Aman is a smart child, how to choose, she is probably more sober than Princess Qinghe."

Speaking of this, Yang Chongyuan turned and walked slowly behind the window, looked up at the bright moon outside the window, his eyes were as dark as a dark cave, he couldn't see clearly, let alone understand.

"You just don't know about this matter, so you don't need to mention it to others."

After all, Yang Chongyuan looked sideways at his eldest son who was already as tall as himself, looked at the deep eyebrows carved out of his own mold, and looked at the hidden worry and haggardness between Yang Jin's eyebrows, and couldn't help but care: "These days Why are you thinner?"

Yang Jin paused slightly when he heard the words, and then said: "My son is fine, I'm worried about Aye."

Yang Chongyuan was not surprised by this answer. He stared for a long time at this moment, and finally reached out to caress Yang Jin's shoulder. When Yang Jin raised his head, the father and son met eyes in the silence.

"Dalang, you have to remember that you are the eldest son of my father, and the hope and future of my Yang family. In the past 21 years, my father has watched you grow from a toddler to a powerful person now, and he has personally taken you step by step. Brought to the current position, it is admired by thousands of people."

Hearing his father's words, Yang Jin's heart was touched, and the memory moved towards him like a tide, pushing him deeper. At this moment, he saw the past from his father's eyes, and saw that his father treated other brothers differently, but just The eagerness and expectation for him.

"No matter when, who, or what, you can't erase this point, so you have to understand that everything Aye has done to you is an inevitable setback on your future road. People waver, stop and stop for anyone. Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer their minds and wills, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and confuse their actions. These are your sons It was always recited in Aye's ear, but now you not only have to memorize it, but also practice it all the time."

His father's teachings are ringing in his ears, close in front of his eyes, Yang Jin can clearly see that his father has a lot of gray hair on his sideburns, no matter how indifferent and ruthless he is in front of others, no matter how scheming and domineering his father is in the eyes of others , a scheming existence.

But in his eyes, Aye has always been the kind father, strict father who taught him how to draw a bow, held him in his arms and taught him how to ride and shoot, and who held his hand and wrote the first word.

These are not only childhood memories, but also imprints of blood thicker than water, deeply imprinted on his heart, which have never been erased and will never be erased.

Even if Cheng Huan died in his arms, even if he saw Ayanna looking down at him at night, he remained unmoved.

He couldn't even feel angry.

It is also impossible to cut off this father-son relationship.

From beginning to end, he was the only one to blame.

Blame my hesitation, my cowardice, and my incompetence.

I can't blame my father alone.

"What Aye taught his son, the son will never forget until his death."

Hearing this firm promise, he looked at Yang Jin who was nodding his head in the shadows, but his back was straight and his determination was unmistakable.

Consolation and reassurance flashed across Yang Chongyuan's brows, and the next moment his hands were supporting Yang Jin's shoulders, and his hands were tightened, but the joy and affirmation that could be understood between father and son floated in his eyes.

When Yang Jin's back was far away, Chen Zhong who was seeing him off silently turned back to the study.

"Captain."

Hearing the words, Yang Chongyuan gave a faint "Yes", and then calmly ordered: "Everything is going according to plan. As for the troops from Pengcheng and Jielina, they have all withdrawn, so there is no need to investigate any more."

Chen Zhong raised his eyes slightly when he heard the words, then nodded respectfully and said: "Yes."

"There is one thing."

In the silence, Chen Zhong raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Yang Chongyuan's expression ignorant of you and said: "Go and find out what Dalang did in Pingkangfang today."

When Chen Zhong left in response, Yang Chongyuan got up silently and walked slowly towards the bookshelf.

Da Lang is his son, so he can naturally see the strangeness of this son today.

As he said, Da Lang is his future successor, and only by being as stubborn as a rock and not being moved by anyone can he be able to conquer the country and stay in the country.

The son of the Yang family, he was born to belong to the world, and he must not stay for anyone.

In silence, Yang Chongyuan pulled out a box from the bookshelf, and when he opened it, there were layers of paper inside.

And no one knew that these pages were exactly the same as the so-called evidence in Pengcheng's hands, and they were all rubbings.

In the silence, Yang Chongyuan smiled lightly, but it was like a scimitar shining under the stars and the moon.

The descendants of the Chen family seem to be obsessed with fighting trapped beasts.

The first emperor was, and so are the current Emperor Yuancheng and Pengcheng.

(End of this chapter)