The rise of the late Song Dynasty reigns supreme

Chapter 525
Yeluhuai'an walked forward step by step with heavy steps.The crowd slowly approached, and then moved forward in unison. Their steady steps were like a neat army, as if they were saying goodbye to the once brave and skilled soldiers.

Zhao Gou was in front, followed by Zhao Yougong, and they were divided into two rows.It was not until they arrived in Nanjing that the crowd separated.

Yang Yizhong and Yelu Huai'an stood side by side, they were cousins.Even if they are not related by blood, they are still brothers.

Everyone looked very surprised, but they didn't say anything until they saw the memorial tablet, they immediately understood, they all respected solemnly, and walked with solemn expressions.

Zhao Gou ordered people to resettle Yang Hui's urn again, and then everyone, without exception, offered incense to pay homage to this former soldier.

"Brother, these years have really suffered for you!" After the matter was settled, Yang Yizhong pulled Yelu Huai'an to sit down with the others and exchanged greetings.

Yelu Huai'an smiled and said, "It's not bitter!"

Since his wish was fulfilled, his smile also appeared.Although Yang Shun is Yang Linggong's adoptive son, he also grew up under Yang Linggong's teaching, and their temperaments are almost the same.

"Brother, you are already back, just change it back!"

Yelu Huai'an nodded, and his name was Yang Huai'an from now on.

Zhao Gou and the others didn't interject, quietly waiting for the two of them to reminisce about the old days. After a while, Yang Huai'an really opened up his heart, and he was like a brother to everyone.

After narrating, Zhao Gou also knew why the Liao army did not wait for work with leisure, but opened the city gate to fight the Song army. It was also due to his contribution and fueled the flames.

Yang Huai'an took off his Liao uniform, put on a Han uniform, and rearranged it, only to see that he was tall and burly, with marks left on his face from years of fighting.

Both Yang Yizhong and Yang Huai'an are descendants of the Yang family, and Yang Yizhong also wanted to see Yang Huai'an's marksmanship of the Yang family, so they met again at the school grounds for a competition.

"Depending on the situation, brother Yang's marksmanship cannot be compared with his elder brother's!"

Everyone watched intently as the two brothers competed in marksmanship. The marksmanship is dead, but life is alive. Moreover, Yang Huai'an has been fighting in the north and south for many years. No matter the familiarity and applicability of marksmanship are far superior to Yang Yizhong's, and He was also passively beaten, which shocked everyone.

"Brother, your marksmanship is amazing, I'm not as good as it!" Yang Yizhong sighed heartily. His marksmanship was taught by his father, but it's a pity that it's still a lot worse.

Yang Huai'an replied: "In time, your marksmanship must be much better than mine!"

Both of them use the Yang family's marksmanship, Yang Huaian wins in experience, while Yang Yizhong loses in age.

Then, Zhao Gou asked Yang Huaian to stay in the army and train soldiers with Yang Yizhong.Originally Yang Huai'an was somewhat resistant, but he couldn't bear Yang Yizhong's soft-heartedness and willingness to agree.

On the other hand, Yang Yizhong also wrote a letter and sent it to the Yang Mansion, where it was handed over to Yang Wenzhen, the current head of the Yang Mansion.

Yang Wenzhen set off immediately after receiving the letter from home.Yang Huai'an slowly blended in with the passage of time in Songying, no longer felt strange, and even sometimes competed with other generals, and had a very happy time.

A few days later, Yang Wenzhen ushered in the city of Nanjing. He entered the city, met Zhao Gou and Zhao Yougong, and straight to the point asked where Yang Huai'an was, even ignoring his own son.

Zhao Gou personally led Yang Wenzhen to the school grounds. At this time, the two brothers Yang Huaian were training soldiers. They didn't know that Yang Wenzhen was coming, and they still practiced as usual.

Yang Wenzhen rushed forward impatiently, even Zhao Gou and others were left behind.Until he appeared in front of Yang Huai'an, looked at him excitedly, and asked kindly: "Hui'an, you have suffered all these years!"

"uncle!"

Yang Huai'an was taken aback, knelt down quickly, and then yelled solemnly, Yang Wenzhen's concern could not be faked, it made him feel like seeing his father, so he yelled involuntarily.

Yang Wenzhen was so excited that he supported Yang Huai'an and said, "Son, get up!"

Yang Huai'an stood up, Yang Wenzhen looked at him carefully, and found that his eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of the eighth grandfather, especially his eyes, and he believed that the person in front of him was the descendant of the Yang family who had been living abroad for many years.

"Father!"

The moment Yang Yizhong saw his father, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.However, what made him helpless was that Yang Wenzhen ignored him at all, which made him want to cry without tears.

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed, and they dispersed consciously.Then, Yang Wenzhen asked Yang Huaian to talk to him about his experience, and as a general, Yang Huai'an was responsible for the end, saying that the drill was over, but Yang Wenzhen didn't agree, and he just ordered Yang Yizhong to stay here. He read it again Looking at Zhao Gou, after getting the consent, he happily pulled Yang Huai'an away.

Yang Yizhong pursed his mouth and looked at his father's back with a wry smile. He really doubted whether he was his own.However, he was also very happy in his heart, because this picture was exactly what he wanted to see.

"Haha!" Seeing Yang Yizhong deflated, the soldiers roared with laughter.

"Laugh happily!" Yang Yizhong looked at the crowd with a smile, and said, "Since the laughter is full of energy, everyone must be full of energy, so let's add another fifty times!"

Everyone was crying, so they could only bite the bullet and continue training.After Yang Wenzhen and Yang Huai'an had a good chat, two hours have passed.After that, Zhao Gou let Yang Wenzhen stay in the army to rest.

After paying homage to Yang Shun, Yang Wenzhen continued: "Ding Xingwang of the Yang family is already in the past tense. Once the Yang family was full of loyalty, but later on in the war, too many brothers died young. Now the Yang family has truly become There are very few generals, and even the family-inherited marksmanship cannot be used too much."

"Now, Huai'an, you have returned to the Central Plains. After I go back, I will take the eighth grandfather's ashes back to the earth for safety and reunite with other grandfathers. As for you, you will enter the Yang family tree. How about being in the same line as me?"

Yang Huai'an was taken aback, he knew what Yang Wenzhen meant.In fact, it means making him an heir, that is, adoptive, not accepting him as a foster son, but treating him as a descendant of the Yang family.

"Everything is up to uncle's arrangement!"

"Brother, should you change your mind?" Yang Yizhong jokingly said at the side, he is Yang Wenzhen's eldest son, but Yang Huai'an is older, so he can only change his mind.

"Father!" Yang Huai'an said, he hadn't called out for a long time, and he was still a little stiff for a while.

"Hey!" Yang Wenzhen smiled happily, even showing his wrinkles, and said, "Yizhong, your name in the genealogy is somewhat similar to Huai'an, called 'Huaizhong'."

Yang Yizhong was very depressed, he was from the Yang family, so how could he not know.It's just that this name really doesn't sound good, which also made him very angry, and he didn't understand why his father chose this name for him.

With the arrival of Yang Wenzhen, Yang Huaian recognized his ancestor and returned to his ancestor.However, Yang Wenzhen didn't stay any longer. After doing these things well, he left with Yang Shun's urn. Before leaving, he tried Yang Huaian's marksmanship, left contentedly, and even gave him a hard training Yang Yizhong, this baffled him, so he could only accept it passively, whoever let him be his own father could only accept it.

(End of this chapter)