That night, all the luggage was packed.

Qingming Festival is a season to commemorate relatives and a good time to go out for a trip. Yang Chenglie is familiar with Xingyang. Yang Shouwen was a native of Guancheng in his previous life. Guangwu Mountain is actually what later generations call Mang Mountain, located on the south bank of the Yellow River.

Perhaps, the Mangshan thousands of years later is very different from today, but at this moment, Yang Shouwen cannot feel any joy.

He was already immersed in sadness... Although he had no impression of his mother, he was the mother who had been pregnant for ten months after all. According to Yang Chenglie, his mother had never been in good health after giving birth to him. I think his mother's death was also related to him, which made Yang Shouwen admire the mother he had never seen before.

Mother is mother.

The blood relationship of this body cannot be distinguished in just one or two sentences.

Seeing that Yang Shouwen was not in high spirits, everyone was very happy at first, but they dared not reveal it at this moment.

"Ninejiro, why did you come so late?"

As soon as it got dark, Zheng Jingsi suddenly visited.

Seeing the Yang family packing up the carriages, Zheng Jingsi was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Yang Chenglie said: "Two days will be the Cold Food Festival. I am going to take my family to Guangwu Mountain to worship your third sister. Wei Zi said that worshiping requires devoutness, so we are going to set off in advance, and then we will be in the Three Emperors Guan for one day before going to worship."

Zheng Jingsi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He thought that Yang Chenglie had found out that he had sent someone to monitor him, and was unhappy in his heart to leave.

"Luckily I'll come here tonight, otherwise I'll have a waste of time."

"Is there anything wrong with Erjiurou?"

"Yes, this year, there is a second house host to worship the ancestors, and we cannot participate. Seeing that Qingming Festival is approaching, I plan to go to worship my third sister with you. To be ashamed, my third sister was buried in Guangwu for more than ten years, but I rarely have the opportunity to worship her."

Yang Chenglie frowned and looked at Zheng Jingsi in confusion.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "Erjiurang, are you in trouble?"

"this……"

Zheng Jingsi didn't expect that Yang Chenglie could see the flaw. She showed a look of shyness for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

"If there is something wrong with Erjiurang, just say it and don't hesitate."

Zheng Jingsi pondered for a long time, but finally made up his mind.

To be honest, he didn't know how to say it. After all, this was to change Yang Shouwen's surname, and if it was not done properly, it would anger Yang Chenglie.

"I saw Dalang's article!"

"You mean..."

"It's the Ailian's article. Not only did I read it, but my father also read it, and he even praised it."

A look of pride appeared on Yang Chenglie's face, as if he was saying: Of course, you don't even look at whose son it is.

"Wenxuan, I wonder what your plans are for Dalang?"

"Um?"

"I mean, how are you going to let Dalang develop?" Zheng Jingsi's face turned red and hesitated. "Dalang's literary talent and noble character are. My father said that he has the spirit of a famous scholar, so his future achievements will definitely be limitless."

"Well..."

But Yang Chenglie hesitated.

To be honest, he didn't know how to plan the future for Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen's interests seem to be very diverse, but no matter what, it cannot conceal his fact that he is very literary and skilled in martial arts.

Both civil and military are good!

If Emperor Taizong or Emperor Gaozong were there, it would definitely be valued.

But now...

Yang Chenglie stood up, walked to the door and looked outside. Seeing that everyone was busy, he turned back and sat down in front of Zheng Jingsi.

"Ninejiurou, to be honest, I don't know what to do.

You should know my situation and don’t want to become an official. Originally, if the Yang family still recognized me, I could send him back to Hongnong. With the power of the clan, it is not difficult for the whisper to make a name for himself. But you also know that I am no longer a member of the Yang clan.

Now the saints began to rely on famous children. But... I don't care. It would be enough to have your third sister in this life. I have no ambitions for a long time. But I am different. I have been thinking about this during these days."

There seems to be a door?

Zheng Jingsi suddenly felt enlightened when he heard this.

He pondered for a moment and organized the language: "I have a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Ninejiurou just talk in person."

"You may be unhappy if I say this."

"Hey, I'm now like this, so what's so angry?"

Zheng Jingsi said: "My third sister was the most outstanding person among our generation during her lifetime. She has outstanding literary talent and excellent character. My father once said many times that if the third sister is a man, she will definitely become the pillar of the six-room house. It is not difficult to go to the general and the minister."

"This is right!"

Yang Chenglie had no objection, but was very happy.

"You also know that since the founding of the crown prince, my Zheng family has been implicated by Guanyin, so it has to be cautious and its momentum has decreased day by day. After Emperor Gaozong ascended the throne, he issued a marriage ban order. Among the ten families of seven surnames, my Zheng family occupied three families... Over the years, although the Zheng family has been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, no talents have emerged for all the reasons.

This is even more true for us.

The nineteenth brother is now a captain in Henan, and he is extremely capable of becoming a Sima of Henan Prefecture. It is very difficult to move upwards; Sanyilang is the governor of Xuzhou, but his talent is not outstanding. My father believes that Sanyilang can achieve this position as the ultimate. This is basically the case in our generation, and among the younger generations, Zheng Qian is still young and cannot say that he has a future."

Having said that, Yang Chenglie seemed to understand a little.

"The meaning of Erjiurou is..."

Zheng Jingsi took a deep breath and felt a pressure that had never been seen before.

"My father meant that since the Yang family refused to ask Dalang to return to the country and recognize his ancestors, my Zheng family was willing to accept it.

Speaking of which, Dalang also has my Zheng family blood, but... If Wenxuan agrees, my father is willing to report to the elders of the clan and give me the strength of the Zheng family in Xingyang to cultivate Dalang. Of course, if Wenxuan does not agree, that would be fine."

After hearing this, Yang Chenglie felt a stream of passion rushing to his head, and his face suddenly turned red.

Change your surname?

For some people, it may not be a big deal, but for a noble child like Yang Chenglie who has been immersed in his bones since childhood, it is definitely a great humiliation. Even though he knew that the Zheng family had no malice, he still couldn't help but feel angry.

His eyes widened and he stared at Zheng Jingsi.

Zheng Jingsi was so scared that he hurriedly said, "My father just asked me to discuss with the propaganda, and there was no intention of coercion."

Yang Chenglie gradually calmed down, stood up and walked to the door, looking at the night in the courtyard outside the house...

"Ninejiurong, this incident happened so suddenly that I couldn't accept it.

Let me think twice. When we come back from Guangwu Mountain, I will give you an accurate answer. How about it?"

Yang Chenglie got his father's will and was unwilling to serve Li Tang.

But the problem is that he is already over forty years old, and it is probably the case in his life. His future is no longer important.

But the Wisuk was different, he was only seventeen.

Could it be that he would live his life like himself and do nothing like me?

Xiwen has taught for fifteen years that her grandfather has worked hard for more than ten years and finally got Yang Yizi, who is both civil and military...

Can he really be willing to let him spend his whole life with him in obscurity in this countryside?
Chapter completed!