The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 162 The Yang Family
Luoyang, at the valley gate that enters the city in the north.

The sound of horseshoes rattling, from far to near.

After entering the valley gate, just follow the road on the right to the south, turn a few forks, and you will arrive at Sangong's mansion.

Yang Ting, who had been traveling all the way, stood at the gate, got off his horse, took the horse rope, and strode into the city.

"Stop, what are you hiding in this package?" The newly succeeded Chengmen captain stopped Yang Ting, stepped forward, and looked at the package on the horse's back, with greed in his eyes.

The young man in sackcloth and coarse trousers in front of him is obviously not an ordinary man who can afford to ride a fine horse. Could it be that the things in his parcel are gold, silver and jewels?

This person came from the north again, probably from Bingzhou.

There is a saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake, if you ran into me today, you are considered unlucky.

Feng Gu secretly laughed in his heart, he, the school lieutenant, also donated a full 30 yuan to buy such a gatekeeper in the north of the city.

It is said that the guards of the city gate are full of oil and water. After taking office, Feng Gu discovered that this is all about the east, west and south of Luoyang, and has nothing to do with the north.

The two gates of Gu and Xia in the north are the ones with the fewest number of visitors in his Gu gate, and the daily passers-by can be counted on their fingers.

Right now, it's hard to catch a kid who doesn't seem to have much family background, no matter what he has to beat him hard.

The abacus in Feng Gu's heart was rattling, and if he threw out 30 yuan, he had to find a way to get it back.

Seeing that Feng Gu's palm was stretched towards the sack on the horse's back, without further ado, Yang Ting stepped forward and kicked Feng Gu back a few steps, "Get out!"

Dozens of guards at the gate of the city immediately picked up the guys and surrounded Yang Ting, attacking with swords and swords.

The smell of gunpowder in the air is full, ready to explode.

"Stop me!"

Feng Gu shouted eagerly, and after being hit like this, his mind became much clearer.

Acting so arrogantly and domineeringly, even a well-known knight-errant would not dare to be so presumptuous at the feet of the emperor.

This guy probably has a lot of background.

Resisting the severe pain in his abdomen, Feng Gu walked in front of Yang Ting again, and cupped his hands: "Dare to ask your son Gao's surname?"

"I said get out!" Yang Ting's eyebrows turned cold. If it had changed in the past, according to his temperament, he would have beaten Feng Gu to crippled and seriously injured on the spot.

Fortunately, after entering the military camp, his former domineering temperament has subsided a lot, and he has learned to act as low-key as possible.

Feng Gu's face was ugly, he stood there neither advancing nor retreating.

Fortunately, he had a bright head, so he recruited two confidant soldiers, and said: "You two will protect my son's safety for me. If something goes wrong, this general will not let you go lightly."

Feng Gu did this, on the one hand, to flatter and show his favor, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the details of Yang Ting, to see if he was a real tiger or a boar pretending to be an elephant.

After finishing the order, Feng Gu stood aside respectfully, bowed his head and watched Yang Ting enter Luoyang City.

The two soldiers followed Yang Ting all the way, but the more they walked, the more frightened they became.

In Luoyang City, there is a clear distinction between classes.

The road they are walking on now is called Beiwu, and the mansions built beside this road are all prominent families with names and surnames in the dynasty.

Yang Ting stopped in front of a large mansion. The two soldiers behind him looked up and were almost frightened. On the open red lacquer gate, there were three gold-plated plaques written "Taiwei's Mansion". large characters.

What kind of character is Sangong?
In the entire Han Dynasty, except for His Majesty the Emperor, these three were the most powerful.

Yang Ting stood outside the door of the mansion, unloaded the sack from the horse's back, picked it up and walked up the steps.

The two soldiers behind them swallowed dryly, not daring to take a step.

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"Master, master, the eldest son is back!" The steward of the mansion trotted into the lobby, and immediately reported the great news to the Patriarch.

"Hmph, you bastard, you know how to come back!"

The middle-aged man who just took over as the head of the family a few days ago put the white jade porcelain cup in his hand heavily. Not only was there no joy on his face, but he was rather displeased.

The dignified woman sitting on the side was full of excitement, got up and went out, muttering non-stop: "Ting'er is back, Ting'er is back..."

Yang Ting went back to the mansion and went straight to the study where the old Taiwei Yang Ci was.

Seeing his grandson, the old Taiwei didn't seem too surprised, he finished the last word in his pen leisurely, and then put the pen holder on the pen stand.

Afterwards, he picked up the teacup beside his hand, took a sip of warm tea, glanced at Yang Ting, and calmly said: "Are you back?"

Yang Ting, standing beside him, replied "Yes", and stacked the bamboo slips in the sack neatly on the old man's desk.

Half an hour later, Yang Ting came out of the study.

In the courtyard, a seven or eight-year-old boy was squatting in a corner of the rockery, curiously watching the ants crawling on the ground.

Seeing Yang Ting coming out, the little boy was obviously very happy, stepped forward and grabbed Yang Ting's trouser leg, and shouted happily: "Brother, brother."

Yang Ting fondled the little boy's forehead, held him in his arms, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiu, hurry up and go to school, if your father finds out that you are here for fun, he will definitely beat you, When you were young, my brother and I had a deep understanding."

The little boy didn't seem to be afraid of the whip in Yang Ting's mouth, he raised his head and said with a look of color on his face: "Brother, in a few days, I will enter the imperial school, am I very good. "

Hearing this, Yang Ting reached out and patted the little boy's forehead, and said angrily: "If you don't learn well at a young age, you like to talk big. Too much learning is not a place for a child like you to enter."

Back then, Yang Ting was 15 years old when he entered Taixue.

The little boy covered his forehead in pain, and the resentful little eyes made Yang Ting laugh out loud.

"Brother, in fact, during your absence, father missed you very much. I saw that he would often go to your room and sit for a long time." Little Yang Xiu leaned close to Yang Ting's ear and whispered Talking about the secret he secretly discovered.

"Father will miss me? Are you kidding me? If he knows I'm back, the first thing he will say will be, 'You rebellious son, you know how to come back'." Yang Ting straightened his face, distorted his facial features, imitating the impression The appearance of Zhong's father being angry is simply lifelike.

Xiao Yangxiu covered his mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.

At this time, the steward of the mansion came and said that the meal had been prepared, and invited the two young masters to have the meal.

Yang Ting nodded, said coldly, "Got it", took Yang Xiu's little hand, and walked towards the lobby.

"Brother, brother, is Saibei fun? Is it true that there are boundless grasslands and countless cattle and sheep like in the story?"

"The grassland in Saibei is wider than the entire city of Luoyang!"

"Wow, so there are tall horses too?"

"That's right, not only fierce, but also majestic."

"Brother, when will you take me to Saibei?"

"Wait for you, grow taller."

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There are two figures from the back, one high and the other low, with big hands holding small hands.

This year, the two brothers of the Yang family have not yet turned against each other.

(End of this chapter)