Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 692 The eldest grandson

Yang Zheng raised his thick white eyebrows after hearing this: "Shou'er is back?"

A tall and muscular man strode in from the door with a tiger on his shoulder.

This person looks quite similar to Yang Zheng, and it is obvious at first glance that he is his descendant.

The same facial features and the same tall frame, but compared to the elderly Yang Zheng, this man is in his prime, looking vigorous and strong.

"Grandpa, this is the tiger I killed!"

The big man was very tall and strong, and he was wearing a hemp cloth martial arts uniform.

He piled the dead tigers on the ground and looked at Yang Yuan with a wide grin.

"Grandpa, is he my uncle?"

Yang Zheng showed a doting look and waved to the young man who looked to be around 25 or 26 years old but still childish and youthful, to come to his side.

Yang Zheng said to Yang Yuan, "This is my second grandson, Yang Shou."

He then said to Yang Shou, "Shou'er, this is your uncle, why don't you greet him?"

"Hey!"

Yang Shou pushed the golden mountain and overturned the jade pillar, and fell to his knees with a thump.

He put his hands on the ground and kowtowed loudly: "Nephew Yang Shou, greetings to my uncle."

"Get up quickly."

Yang Yuan had seen that although most of Yang Zheng's grandchildren were not very ambitious, they were all very obedient to Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng asked them to recognize him as their elder, and even Yang Fu, who was over 50 years old, did not feel the slightest bit hesitant or embarrassed.

But the one kneeling so sincerely was still Yang Shou in front of him.

Yang Yuan has already seen that this young man, who may not be younger than himself, may have some problems with his IQ.

This is why he still looks childish.

Yang Shou was helped up by Yang Yuan. He looked at Yang Yuan with wide eyes and grinned, "I heard that my uncle is the top scholar."

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "More than that, he is the top scholar in the imperial examination."

Yang Shou raised his thumb and said, "My uncle is really good. I also heard that my uncle commanded an army of 100,000 soldiers. In the battle of Lingbi, he killed 80,000 golden dogs and captured 40,000 golden dogs..."

Huh? Is that so exaggerated?

The news has just reached Xichuan, and the results of the battle have doubled?

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "We did win the battle, but we didn't kill that many people..."

That’s true!

Yang Shou was overjoyed: "That little uncle is really amazing."

Looking at his happy expression, he seems very honored to have such a powerful uncle.

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Shou... ahem, Shou'er is obviously an extraordinary hero, and a tiger-killing hero, which is also remarkable."

Yang Yuan was not used to calling a peer a child for a moment, so he was a little embarrassed.

Yang Zheng stood aside, staring at Yang Yuan's changing expression quietly with indifferent eyes.

He saw that Yang Yuan only showed a bit of surprise when he first met Yang Shou, but after that, his expression was back to normal when they were talking and laughing.

Moreover, Yang Yuan really liked his grandson Yang Shou, and the lines on Yang Zheng's face became much softer.

This second grandson caught a cold when he was young. Although he survived, his brain was damaged. Now his IQ is still that of a teenager.

When many people first saw Yang Shou, they were surprised at first, and then their expressions varied.

Even if they tried to hide it, Yang Zheng could still feel that they were either feeling pity, contempt, gloating, or just treating Yang Shou like a child.

But Yang Yuan didn't. After being slightly surprised, he spoke to Yang Shou in an equal tone without any hidden emotions.

His love comes from the heart.

This made General Yang, who doted on his children and grandchildren without any limit, very happy no matter how unpromising they were.

Yang Yuan asked, "Shou'er, how did you kill this tiger?"

When Yang Shou heard this, he was immediately delighted: "I found this tiger on the mountain. It wanted to hurt me at first, but I stabbed it in the abdomen with a steel fork. When it was running away, I shot an arrow at it, so it couldn't run fast anymore, so I chased it..."

Yang Shou danced with joy: "When I catch up with it, I will ride on its back and punch it in the neck with my fists until it dies."

Yang Yuan was surprised and said, "That's amazing! I have a close friend who also killed a tiger. He brought a sword with him and stabbed the tiger to death with the sword. You are even more powerful than him."

Yang Shou felt embarrassed by the compliment, his dark face actually turned a little red, he touched the back of his head, grinned and smiled shyly:
"No, I am just a brave man. Uncle, you can write great articles and command troops, that is a real skill."

"Shou'er, don't underestimate yourself. A common man's courage can make the whole world mourn!"

Yang Shou was even more delighted after hearing this, and asked Yang Yuan, "Does my uncle know martial arts?"

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "He does know a little bit about boxing and kicking."

Yang Shou's eyes lit up immediately: "Then how about I compete with my uncle?"

"what?"

As soon as Yang Yuan hesitated, Yang Shou excitedly pulled him out.

Yang Zheng smiled helplessly and followed him out.

When Yang Yuan saw that Yang Zheng had no intention of stopping him, he had no choice but to agree.

The Yang family was a family of military generals, and they had a martial arts training ground in their back garden. Yang Shou pulled Yang Yuan to the training ground.

Because Yang Yuan was wearing official uniform when he came to see Yang Zheng, he naturally had to take off his robe.

They both had their upper bodies naked, and Yang Shou had a body full of muscles, but he looked completely natural, as if he was made of fine bronze. Yang Yuan had a completely different temperament, he also had muscles, but they were not the big, bulky ones, but rather smooth and natural.

When you exert a little force, your muscles will form beautiful and powerful lines.

When Yang Yuan and Yang Shou stood together, it was like a fight between a bear and a cheetah.

The maids and servants said that the second young master wanted to compete in martial arts with his uncle, so all the concubines in the backyard rushed over.

Yang Zheng's hometown was occupied by the Jin people. He was the only one who escaped to join the army. When he started a family and started a career, he did not have many descendants.

He had only one son and two grandsons, so the women in the back house were all his concubines.

There are so many beautiful girls. The concubines he took in in his early years are already old and don't like to join in the fun.

Those who came to watch the fun were all the concubines taken in in recent years, all of them young and beautiful.

It’s a pity that although these are all excellent paddy fields, no crops can be grown.

As soon as Yang Yuan fought with Yang Shou, he immediately discovered that Yang Shou had immense strength. His pair of iron fists could break rocks, and his movements were extremely powerful and amazing.

Yang Yuan responded carefully, and felt more and more satisfied the more he fought.

Yang Yuan thought to himself, if he had not practiced superior internal skills, he would have been defeated by now.

Because Yang Shou's external martial arts skills have reached the pinnacle.

Especially at his age, his blood and vigor are as strong as a rainbow.

He is young at heart and is obsessed with practicing martial arts. He has no interest in other things, but his kung fu is becoming more and more sophisticated.

But internal martial arts have their own advantages.

Not only did his strength last for a long time, but his use of cleverness, continuity and tenacity made Yang Yuan certain that if he kept going, he would surely win.

However, he could sense that Yang Shou was a simple-minded martial arts fanatic.

Regardless of Yang Yuan's current status, position, or seniority, there is no need for him to compete with Yang Shou in terms of the strength of his boxing and martial arts.

So, after a long fight, Yang Yuan turned his palms and took Yang Shou's punch head-on, then retreated five steps, then smiled and said, "Shou'er, you have great kung fu. My uncle can't compare to you."

Yang Shou couldn't help but be delighted. His uncle could write beautiful articles and lead troops in battles. He was already very capable. Now he finally had a skill that was better than his uncle.

The two of them were sweating after fighting.

One is as strong as a tiger, the other is as burly as a bear. When they are sweating, their male hormones create a strong visual impact.

All of Yang Zheng's concubines were young, but they were just guarding a sixty-year-old man, waiting for his infrequent favors, and they were naturally hungry in their hearts.

Yang Yuan was a handsome man that was particularly in line with women's aesthetics, which made these resentful women in the boudoir stare at him in amazement.

Those pairs of watery eyes were all glued to Yang Yuan.

Some people even made secret swallowing movements, as if they wanted to swallow Yang Yuan and the water into their stomachs.

Yang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back in a corner of the martial arts arena, smiling as he watched his beloved grandson and Yang Yuan excitedly discussing the gains and losses of their recent competition.

He turned his head nonchalantly and told his son with a smile: "Fuer, remember, when your father kicks his legs and closes his eyes, bury these women with your father."

Yang Fu is very mediocre, but he is obedient.

After hearing his father's instructions, Yang Fu bowed his head quickly and said, "Yes, son, I'll remember it!"

"Grandpa, Grandpa, please tell me about my uncle. Shou'er is better at martial arts than him. Shou'er wants to be my uncle's bodyguard, but my uncle doesn't agree."

Yang Shou dragged Yang Yuan, who looked helpless, to Yang Zheng to complain.

Yang Yuan smiled bitterly. It's no wonder that with Yang Shou's martial arts skills and his simple nature, you couldn't let him lead troops in battle, but he was absolutely qualified to be a captain of the guards.

But he is the beloved grandson of General Yang, so there is no reason for him to come and serve as his guard.

But Yang Shou was simple-minded and did not think so much. When he saw that Yang Yuan disagreed, he thought, "I am your nephew and I cannot say anything to you, but your eldest brother can at least take care of you." So he came to his grandfather to complain.

Yang Zheng naturally understood his grandson and knew how to deal with him.

Yang Zheng immediately frowned and said unhappily, "You little bastard, you eat and drink from your grandfather, and now that you see your uncle, you want to run away with him?

Shouldn't you use your martial arts skills to protect your grandfather?"

Yang Shou said: "Grandpa is so powerful, does he still need protection from his grandson?"

Yang Zheng was both angry and amused, and scolded with a smile: "You rascal, isn't your uncle powerful?"

Yang Shou immediately nodded his big head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Great, great."

Yang Zheng said: "So, you should protect your grandfather now. When your grandfather closes his eyes and doesn't care about anything anymore, you can be the bodyguard for your uncle, okay?"

Yang Shou was happy again when he heard this, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, that's good."

Yang Yuan and Yang Shou took a shower, changed their clothes, and came to the flower hall again.

Yang Yuan said to Yang Zheng, "Brother, I have to go to Dingjun Mountain tomorrow to investigate Qiu Pi'er's sudden death. You have to send someone to go with me. Who do you think would be the most suitable person to go?"

Yang Shou, who had just sat down, stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "Grandpa, I'll go."

Yang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Dingjunshan is under the jurisdiction of Xingyuan Prefecture, so we need to send an official from our office to accompany you. Do you hold a position in the army? What are you going there for?"

Yang Zheng turned to Yang Yuan and said, "Let the chief secretary Chen Zhuoguang go with you."

The secretary is an important civilian official in the military, mainly responsible for drafting documents, handling confidential matters and assisting military operations.

Including combat records, correspondence, etc., to ensure smooth communication and coordination within the military.

Chen Zhuoguang not only held the official title of secretary, but was also Yang Zheng's most trusted aide.

When Yang Shou heard this, he became excited again: "Grandpa, then I will be Uncle Chen's bodyguard and go with my uncle!"

(End of this chapter)