Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 690 Brother
The gates of Nanzheng City were wide open, and Yang Zheng used the full set of grand ceremonial equipment that he had not displayed for several years.

The guide in front blew the gong to clear the way, and raised the "Silence" and "Keep Away" flags high.

With flags waving and halberds standing in rows, the "Qingyou Team" was patrolling around, with a driver holding the reins at the back, pulling the horses and carriages slowly forward.

There were dozens of knights guarding the emperor in the rear, wearing distinctive armor, carrying swords and holding spears, and the armor plates clanged as they advanced.

At the same time, the messenger Yang Zheng sent out on horseback to call on the commander-in-chief and other senior officials to rush to the hall to welcome the imperial envoy.

Seeing such a scene, Yang Yuan, who had just changed into court clothes, was shocked.

He thought that Yang Zheng would send a commander to greet him, which would be considered a great honor.

Unexpectedly, the general came out to greet him in person and put up such a grand ceremony.

When the two met, they followed the old rules: they exchanged polite greetings first, and then began to verify their identities.

After the certificate of identity, imperial edict, official credentials and other things were verified, the two men shook hands again and exchanged greetings, then got into the car hand in hand and went into the city together.

To be honest, this behavior, considering Yang Zheng's qualifications and his rank as Grand Marshal, really praised Yang Yuan to the sky.

Based on Yang Yuan's understanding of Yang Zheng, this man is a hero who can bend and stretch himself, and is able to humble himself.

He set up his own faction from the Wu family and became a local lord who could stand on equal footing with the Wu family. To the Wu family, he was equivalent to a traitor.

But even after he was granted the title of Grand Marshal, he was still very respectful whenever he met the children of the Wu family.

When he saw Wu Lin, the current head of the Wu family, he was extremely humble and never showed any arrogance.

He can advance and retreat, be strict and endure, this is a character.

Yang Yuan was indeed flattered, but he also began to be secretly alert in his heart.

When he arrived at the festival hall, Yang Yuan was shocked again.

I saw warriors like clouds, wearing armor that sparkled brightly in the sun.

Yang Zheng held Yang Yuan's arm, and with a smile, he introduced Shi Han and other generals to Yang Yuan one by one, and then they entered the hall together.

Yang Zheng first invited Yang Yuan to come forward and read the imperial edict in court. He and all the generals stood in silence to listen to the order.

After receiving the order, the two of them exchanged a lot of politeness. Yang Zheng took the seat and Yang Yuan sat on the side.

Thanks to Yang Yuan, all the generals who came to meet the imperial envoy today also had seats and sat down in turn.

However, even when they were sitting, they sat upright with solemn expressions.

Yang Yuan saw this and couldn't help but admire secretly.

Everyone said that Yang Zheng was old and wanted to retire to protect his successor, which made his subordinates dissatisfied.

Even so, the atmosphere in the hall was still so solemn, which showed how strict this man was in disciplining his troops. He was indeed worthy of being called a fierce general.

Seeing Yang Yuan was deep in thought, Yang Zheng couldn't help but smile and asked, "Doctor Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Yang Yuan came back to his senses, bowed and said: "General, it is enough for me to call me Ziyue, I have also served in the army.

I am watching, looking at this room full of brave generals, General Yang is indeed worthy of his reputation. "

"Oh?"

Yang Zheng raised his frosty white eyebrows. His eyebrows were thick and short, and after turning white, they looked particularly solemn and murderous.

"Ziyue has heard of me?"

"Of course!"

Yang Yuan said with a smile: "At the end of the Xuanhe period, Taiwei volunteered to serve as an archer when he joined the army.

At the beginning of the Jing Kang period, his heroic reputation began to emerge because he resisted the Xia people.

During the Jianyan period, he followed General Wu Jie to fight against the Jin army, won nine battles in a row, and was promoted to Wu Xianlang for his meritorious service.

At the beginning of the first year of Ruxing, the Jin army marched towards Heshangyuan and attacked Jianxu Pass. The Taiwei led his troops to defeat them, beheaded one thousand households and two chieftains. He was promoted to Youwu Dafu..."

Yang Yuan recounted all the glorious events in Yang Zheng's life one by one, as if he knew them all by heart.

Well...it was worth it for him to recite it all the way.

Yang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and his originally stern eyebrows revealed a gentle joy.

"Hahaha, a hero never brags about his past achievements, now the world belongs to you young people.

Ziyue, you are the best in literature and the great commander of Wudang. In the battle of Lingbi, you killed Zeliang so badly that he lost his mind and was unable to recover. This is a great hero who is both civil and military!"

The two of them praised each other's business achievements, and Yang Zheng was very happy because of Yang Yuan's praise of Yang Zheng's life achievements.

When people get older, they like to recall the glory of their lives. Yang Yuan can be said to have touched his itch.

Yang Zheng asked kindly, "Who else is in Ziyue's family? Where are they from?"

Yang Yuan bowed and explained his situation, and finally said: "I have heard from my late brother that my family is the Yang family of Qingyuan in Hedong."

"Oh! Hedong Qingyuan..., what?"

Yang Zheng was suddenly startled and stood up suddenly: "Hedong Qingyuan Yang family?"

Yang Zheng was tall, and because of his old age, he had gray hair and a thin face, and his huge frame made him look even more ferocious.

When he stood up so suddenly, Yang Yuan almost thought that he was going to pounce on him and attack him, so he quickly stood up as well, secretly gathering strength.

Yang Yuan just thought in his heart, could it be that there was a grudge between my family and his ancestors?
Yang Zheng was surprised and asked, "Who is the founder of the Qingyuan Yang family?"

Yang Yuan immediately stood up, cupped his hands, and said respectfully: "I am Qingyuan of Hedong, the ancestor of the Yang family. My name is Yang Gong, and my courtesy name is Hao, and my courtesy name is Dinglu."

Yang Hao and Yang Dinglu.

Yang Zheng thought about it and said in surprise, "It is, it is. No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity the moment I saw you. Our two families are originally from the same ancestor."

"what?"

Yang Yuan was a little dazed. “Sister, I’ve heard my brother mention it before.”

Didn’t my family live in Shanxi for generations?

Isn’t Yang Zheng from Linjing, Yuanzhou? When did my ancestors run to Gansu again?
Yang Zheng immediately started talking to Yang Yuan about the family tree. Fortunately, Yang Yuan knew that his elder brother attached great importance to incense and inheritance.

As a modern man, although he didn't care much about this, because of his elder brother, he still followed the etiquette when offering sacrifices and burning incense.

He may not remember all the ancestors of the Yang family, but he could at least remember the three previous generations and the first ancestor.

As the two of them talked about their family tree, Yang Zheng said excitedly, "That's right. I remember that it was recorded in the family tree that there was a branch that moved to Qingyuan in Hedong. The member of that branch was named Yang Hao."

"Let me do the math..."

Yang Zheng pinched his fingers and muttered something for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Ziyue, which generation of the Hedong Qingyuan Yang family are you from?"

Yang Yuan said: "I am the ninth generation grandson of the Qingyuan Yang family."

Yang Zheng said excitedly: "Your ancestor Yang Hao can be traced back three generations, and we share the same ancestor. According to this generation, you are Yang Hao's ninth-generation grandson, and I am... Oh, in terms of seniority, you are my brother."

"what?"

Yang Yuan was a little confused. Is this... so sudden?
Yang Zheng hugged Yang Yuan excitedly, tears streaming down his face: "Brother, my dear brother!

The Jin Dog invaded the south, the northern lands were lost one after another, the old lands were lost one after another, and the tribesmen were brutally slaughtered.

Among the Linjing Yang family, I was the only one who joined the army and escaped.

I thought that I was the only branch of the Yang family left, but it turns out that the Qingyuan branch also has descendants that are passed down in the world..."

Yang Zheng showed his true feelings, while Yang Yuan looked confused. Shi Han, standing below, also showed a look of suspicion on his face.

Is it such a coincidence?
Is this Yang Yuan...really the Grand Marshal's brother?

Yang Zheng said excitedly: "Tomorrow, I will take you to the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors, burn a stick of incense, and tell our ancestors that his descendants will be reunited again.

When the time comes, I will show you the family tree. That’s right, you are the descendant of the Linjing Yang family that spread to Hedong Qingyuan, hahahaha…”

The generals looked at each other in bewilderment and had no choice but to bow and congratulate Yang Zheng and Yang Yuan on the recognition of brothers.

It was originally just a business occasion, but the commotion turned into a relationship.

Therefore, the welcoming banquet was changed into a family dinner, and all the generals served as guests and had a lively drinking party.

During the banquet, Yang Zheng also called his son and eldest grandson who were at home to meet their uncle.

So, a nephew in his fifties and a nephew in his early thirties, under the instruction of their father, simply kowtowed to him and called him uncle and grandpa.

By the time Yang Yuan settled down in Yang Zheng's guest house, his head was still buzzing.

Today's scene was really too bizarre.

"My Lord, my name is Huan Huan, and I will serve you tonight..."

Yang Yuan had just poured a cup of tea, wanting to slow down, but then Huanhuan came.

A girl with bright eyes and white teeth, quite charming.

“Ah, no need, Yang is drunk and has stomach discomfort, so he just wants to go to bed early.

Tell the kitchen to bring me a bowl of hangover soup."

Yang Yuan knew that some wealthy families had the habit of using dancers to serve guests, and some even had concubines.

However, even though he has been in this world for several years, he has never been able to accept this.

Huan Huan originally thought that she was going to serve an official with a fat belly, but when she saw how handsome Yang Yuan was, she was really moved.

She said shyly, "Then... I will wait on you, serve you tea and water, and make the bed and warm it."

"No need, please step back."

The beauty had no choice but to agree with a resentful tone and then slowly left.

Yang Yuan let out a long sigh, rubbed his face, and frowned slightly.

real or fake?

Are Yang Zheng and I relatives of the same clan?
……

Yang Zheng suddenly met his relatives and was so happy that he got drunk.

His son Yang Fu and eldest grandson Yang Lu supported him and went to the back house.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Yang Zheng, who was drunk and staggering, straightened up.

He had indeed drunk a lot of wine, and his tongue was a little stiff, but his wandering eyes suddenly became clear.

"Call Mr. Chen Zhuoguang here, quickly!"

Yang Fu was surprised and asked: "Dad, what are you doing..."

"Go, idiot!"

After being scolded by his father, Yang Fu, who had been cowardly since childhood and was cowardly until he was in his fifties, hurried to find Chen Zhuoguang, Yang Zheng's aide.

Chen Zhuoguang originally lived in Yang's house and soon came to the back house.

Yang Zheng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Fuer, accompany Mr. Chen to the ancestral temple and immediately add a second son named Yang Hao, named Dinglu, to the name of the sixth generation ancestor Yang Qiande in the family tree, and write that he moved to Qingyuan in Hedong..."

Yang Zheng told Chen Zhuoguang the birth date and other relevant information of Yang Hao, the ancestor of the Hedong Qingyuan Yang family, which he had written down when he was reciting the genealogy with Yang Yuan today.

He waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, make it overnight and make it look old. I will use this family tree tomorrow."

Chen Zhuoguang attended today's welcoming banquet and immediately understood what Yang Zheng meant.

Chen Zhuoguang was shocked. He really thought that Yang Zheng and Yang Yuan were brothers.

After all this time, it turns out to be fake?

He didn't dare to say much and quickly followed Yang Fu to the Yang family ancestral temple.

Yang Lu, the eldest grandson of the Yang family, was shocked and asked, "Grandpa, is my uncle a fake?"

"Fake ass! From today on, he is real. No matter what, it is real. Remember?"

"Ah? Well, grandson remembers it."

Yang Zheng looked at his grandson Yang Lu, who was addicted to alcohol and sex and had a consumptive mentality, and sighed in dismay:

"I have been a hero my whole life, but why is it that my son is mediocre and my grandson is a jerk? My second grandson is... but unfortunately, he is also not very smart."

Yang Lu didn't dare to anger his grandfather and just smiled awkwardly.

Yang Zheng sighed and said, "I don't understand why Grandpa wants to be related to Yang Yuan?"

"Yes, grandson...stupid."

Yang Zheng sighed and said, "If you were not so unpromising, there would be no need for Grandpa to wrong himself and give you a younger uncle."

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandpa suddenly had an idea and recognized Yang Yuan as his brother for two reasons."

"First, the closer my relationship with Yang Yuan is, the harder it is to believe what he finds out."

Yang Lu was surprised and said, "But...Qiupi'er wasn't killed by my grandfather, so why would no one believe what Yang Yuan found out?"

Yang Zheng sneered, "Because, Grandpa doesn't care who the real murderer is. Grandpa also wants to make a fuss about Qiu Pi'er's death.

If the real murderer Yang Yuan finds doesn't suit Grandpa's wishes, wouldn't this be a waste of this good opportunity?"

Yang Lu didn't understand what he heard, so he just pretended to understand and nodded.

Yang Zheng also knew that he didn't react and was too lazy to explain.

Yang Zheng then said, "Secondly, with this relationship, you, father, son and brother, will have an extra layer of protection in the future. Do you understand?"

"Well... I think my grandson understands it, but... why should I give him such a high seniority? Can't I just let him be my brother?"

Yang Zheng was furious and threw the teacup away.

Yang Lu squatted down as usual and dodged, and the teacup smashed into pieces against the wall.

Yang Zheng shouted, "If you don't let him be your grandfather, do you think he will take care of you like I do?"

"Oh, I see. I understand..."

Yang Lu suddenly realized.

Yang Zheng said: "You and your father should keep this in mind, but you must not tell your second brother.

This child is honest and straightforward. If he finds out, he will definitely not be able to keep the secret. By then, how can Yang Yuan care about you and your son? "

"Yes, yes, grandson knows..."

When Yang Lugang said this, Yang Zheng suddenly changed color and asked, "Who's outside?"

Before he could finish his words, Yang Zheng suddenly stood up, pulled out the precious sword on the wall with a "clang", and rushed out after opening the door...

(End of this chapter)