"Gift?"

Before Yang Shouwen could finish his speech, Yang Qingnu's petite figure appeared in his sight.

Bajie followed her, and Qingnu trotted all the way to Yang Shouwen, "Brother, do you have any gifts for me?"

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Yang Shouwen was stunned!

I should have thought that these two little girls are now Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli Jiao. Song and Song Sanlang were talking about things in a side room, and there was only one Yang Chenglie left in the backyard. How could you stand it?

But there is only one sachet.

Yang Shouwen looked at Qingnu and then at Young Mother.

It can be seen that the young lady wanted it too. But when she saw the embarrassed look on Yang Shouwen's face, she immediately understood.

"Brother Sitzi, young mom already has a gift."

"oh!"

Yang Youniang's answer made Yang Shouwen feel relieved.

He smiled and handed the sachet to Yang Qingnu. However, when Qingnu saw it clearly, he turned his mouth and said, "The black... Nunu doesn't like it."

After saying that, she lost interest and ran away with Bajie.

No wonder, the sachet has excellent materials and workmanship, but the style and color are not suitable for girls to wear.

You should know that wearing sachets is also a custom in this era. Regardless of men and women, they will wear them with you whenever they have the conditions. If they were placed in later generations, men wearing sachets might be called sissy, but in the Tang Dynasty, this was a fashion.

The young lady suddenly ran over and snatched the sachet from Yang Shouwen with a smile.

"Qingnu doesn't want it, young mom likes it."

She put the sachet in her arms and ran away with Wukong.

Yang Shouwen looked at the back of the young lady and couldn't help but shake her head. A happy smile appeared on her face...

How can such a young mother not be cared for?

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When he arrived at the backyard, Yang Shouwen felt much more relaxed.

The episode just now is nothing, but Yang Shouwen was also very happy to see the happy smile on his young lady's face. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, nearly twenty days have passed in a blink of an eye. Although the atmosphere at home is very good and Yang Shouwen's voice is getting stronger and stronger, he still misses the life in the small mountain village.

Leisurely and relaxed.

Perhaps the conditions in Hugu Mountain are not very good. But for Yang Shouwen, it is far better than the days in this small county town.

Here, too depressing, too heavy, too many calculations!

"The tiger is gone?"

Seeing Yang Shouwen coming back, Yang Chenglie stood up with a cane.

"Yeah, let's go."

After hearing Yang Shouwen's answer, Yang Chenglie sighed and shook his head gently.

His mood is also very complicated to Guan Hu. Guan Hu has followed him for many years and he has also given advice on Guan Hu's sword technique. The relationship between the two cannot be described as simple subordinates. However, such a person he once trusted very much seems to have another origin. This also made Yang Chenglie a little unable to let go. He knew that Guan Hu respected him, but he didn't know how to solve it.

Unless Guan Hu confesses his origin to him.

But, is it possible?

This seems to have become an obsession for Yang Chenglie. Every time he sees Guan Hu, his mood will become low.

Yang Shouwen understood Yang Chenglie's thoughts, so he changed the topic and brought it to the invitation.

"Maitreya Temple Tallinn?"

Yang Chenglie took the paper and flipped it in his hand a few times and said, "This is not the paper made in Youzhou, but the cold-scented paper produced by Jingzhao, which is not available to anyone else... Haha, without leaving a name, he shows his identity, and he deserves to be the descendant of the Duke of Wei."

"Li Yuanfang?"

"Who else can be there except him?"

Yang Chenglie said, returning Leng Xiangjian to Yang Shouwen, "You must have guessed the clues, so why pretend you can't figure it out?"

"hey-hey!"

Yang Shouwen laughed dryly and put away the cold fragrant paper.

"Father, I'm going to go there."

Yang Chenglie leaned on a crutch and wandered for a few steps and said, "It's best for you to go. My current situation is not easy to show up.

Li Yuanfang is looking for you, I guess it is likely to be related to the war in Juyongguan. Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence. He disappeared for many days and the war in Juyongguan started, so he showed up and even brought in such an invitation. There must be a problem here. When you see him, listen more and talk less, don’t agree to anything, otherwise it will be very troublesome.”

After saying that, Yang Chenglie smiled.

"You always say you should watch coldly. I have said a long time ago, how could Li Zijian let you stay idle? His grandfather is skilled in strategy and good at calculating. A real person like our father and son will be used if he doesn't do it well. You must be careful."

Yang Shouwen couldn't help laughing, making Yang Chenglie smile strangely.

"why are you laughing?"

"Father, I didn't realize until now that your kung fu is much better than mine! If you hadn't been able to guide the Golden Toad, I would have thought you had obtained the true teachings of Ahon."

"What's the meaning?"

"I mean, the skill on your face has been so hard that you can't get enough of a sword or a gun."

Yang Shouwen said as he walked out.

Yang Chenglie reacted and couldn't help but get furious: "You unfilial son, you actually dare to say that I'm thick-skinned?"

However, he immediately laughed again.

He said as if he was talking to himself: "If there was no such good skill, how could he marry your mother back then? If he couldn't marry your mother, how could he be like you, a little bastard?"

After scolding, Yang Chenglie was in a much happier mood.

The heaviness brought by Guan Hu before seemed to disappear, and the smile on his face became even more brilliant.

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This day, the wind was calm.

Although war reports came from time to time, Changping County seemed very calm.

Reason? Very simple! Although the rebels' offensive is fierce, Juyong Pass is indeed solid. Since the First Emperor built the Great Wall and named it Juyong Pass with the meaning of "moving to the Yongpu", it has been a must-fight for military strategists for hundreds of years. Its terrain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is the fortress of Youzhou.

The garrison guarding Juyong Pass was named Lu Ang. Although he was not considered a famous general, he was quite talented.

As early as a month ago, he was guarding against the raid of Jingnan Army.

Even though Jingnanjun kept his troops unmoved, he did not relax his guard for a day.

According to news from Juyongguan, the Jingnan Army attacked three times in a day and was repelled by Lu Ang, which also made the people of Changping breath a sigh of relief.

There are natural dangers to defend, and there are generals to take charge. How can the army in peace and difficulty defeat Juyong?

That night, Yang Shouwen slept very peacefully and slept until dawn.

When the white light shone into the room through the window paper, Yang Shouwen opened his eyes, stretched his waist, turned over and got out of bed, and walked barefoot to the door.

When I opened the door, a chill came to my face.
Chapter completed!