Chapter 61 One person and one car are far away

It was finally dawn, and the servants in the house also found that the plaque of 'Liu Fu' at the door had been smashed and scattered on the ground, and the wood chips were scattered.

The old housekeeper Liu He hurried to report the matter to his wife. As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw his wife bowing her head and crying alone. Several princes and young ladies were gloomy, and the young lady cried out of breath.

In this kind of scene, as an old man in the house, Liu He met for the first time, and there was a trace of tension in his heart, but it showed that after the plaque was smashed, Liu Jiye, who sat aside with a cold face, just replied faintly, "Go and change the door plaque. In the future, the house will be surnamed Yang."

When Liu He heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized that as an old entourage, he understood Liu Jiye's nature, so he did not dare to say more, but took the order to retreat.

In the backyard, Liu Yanzhao only felt full of grievances. He tried his best to calculate thousands of steps, but finally missed it.

What if the surname Yang is changed back now? So what if Dad's official position is bigger than before? Zhao Guangyi appreciates the Yang family more and what does it have to do with him?

He is no longer from the Yang family.

He was carrying a steel gun in his left hand, and behind him was a big burden, carrying a few clothes and books on the table. Looking at the small yard where he had stayed, Yang Yanzhao only felt that his nose was sore.

At this moment, they should be crying a lot, but they can't change their determination to break their friendship, that is, they can't change it. It's better to avoid hugging and crying when they say goodbye.

Leaving a letter, Yang Yanzhao tried his best to close his eyes, suppressed the tears that were about to overflow in his eyes, and then stepped forward to the back door of the house.

Out of this incessual back door, there was a quiet alley. Yang Yanzhao was in front of the back door. I don't know what he was thinking about. When he heard the noise and noise, he restrained his sadness and wanted to move forward.

Since he was expelled from his home, he did not want to be seen, and he had to leave quietly. There was no contempt, no sigh, and no crying.

"The sixth son, wait..."

The wooden door opened, and the small figure with the wind jumped out and chased after Yang Yanzhao. The worn clothes were still clean and tidy, but there was a small package behind him.

"Exhaust, what are you?"

Turning around, Yang Yanzhao was stunned when he saw the exhaust wind.

"Sixth son, Pai Feng wants to go with you, and his mother also said that he needs someone to take care of him."

The exhaust wind followed, which made Yang Yanzhao very surprised, and also felt a little warm in his heart. When he was stunned, the little girl came forward to take off his burden.

Most of the burdens are books. Yang Yanzhao can't carry the thin body of the exhaust, but he has to give her the steel gun he is carrying.

In this way, two people, one big and one small, carrying the burden of one big and one small, slowly walked into the alley.

"What! Liulang is gone!"

Listening to the report of the servants, he immediately stood up in shock, regardless of Liu Jiye, who was black-faced beside him, and strode out, "Look for it quickly. You must find out where Liulang has gone!"

"Enough!"

When Dalang and others were going out to find Yang Yanzhao, an angry voice came to his ears, but he saw his father slapped the table and smashed the table. "Don't look for it. If you don't follow, you will be expelled from the house!"

After saying that, Yang Ye shook his sleeves and left. Da Lang and his brothers looked at each other in a very difficult time, while Zhe Saihua hugged the crying pear blossoms and rain, sobbed again.

In Daizhou City, the Song army took over the gate, but there were no restrictions on people coming and going. After several investigations, an ordinary carriage slowly drove to the west.

In the carriage, the exhaust air sat aside, staring at Yang Yanzhao, who was closing his eyes, holding her white burden of a few green flowers tightly in her small hand.

Now, Paifeng would rather lose his life than make a mistake in this shabby burden, because there is a lot of silver in it. Her generation has never heard of so much money.

The sixth prince just went to Languizhai, which became more elegant, and then he had money and this carriage. Although Paifeng did not know what the prince had to do with the Languizhai, he didn't say anything, and naturally he could not ask as a maid.

But why did the prince give all the money to her for safekeeping? The exhaust wind couldn't figure it out. Her heart had been fluttering all the time, for fear of losing one or two.

"Exhaust air?"

When the wind was distracted, a soft call came, which made her immediately collect her messy thoughts, "There, sixth son."

"Don't call me the sixth son in the future. You and my brother and sister treat each other and depend on each other."

After a moment of silence, the exhaust wind lowered his head slightly and his voice was inaudible, "Yes, son."

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao didn't say much, continued to close his eyes, and the carriage began to calm down again.

Six days later, Fuzhou City.

After getting out of the carriage and giving the broken silver and the driver, Yang Yanzhao walked slowly along the street with the exhaust wind. After a few days of recuperation, the injury on his shoulder was almost healed, and finally he could no longer suffer from pain.

Paifeng wanted to continue to hold the small bag, but he was even more at a loss because Yang Yanzhao said that he was too concerned about the thief. As a result, with the help of the latter, he tied the bag to his chest, but his small body still froze and vaguely protected the burden.

Silently following Yang Yanzhao, he looked at the guests warily. Although he didn't know where he was going, he just followed him closely.

Crossing a few streets, a mansion that was more magnificent than the previous Liu Mansion appeared in front of him. The exhaust wind recognized the two powerful characters above, 'folding mansion'.

That's where it is. Yang Yanzhao sighed when he came back again. Last year, he rode alone to find a way out for the Yang family. Today, as for this, things are different, and he has been expelled from the house.

After being stunned for a while, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help smiling bitterly and then walked to the door, "Dear brothers, I don't know if you can be in the house?"

"My general is not in the house, but the captain just came back with the old man."

Yang Yanzhao carried a burden and a follower. He was depressed, but the steel gun in his hand was not like an ordinary thing. Therefore, the guard guarded the door was careful and did not directly drive him away, so as not to offend the old man who had the general.

"I'm still bothered to inform Lieutenant Zhe, and ask for a meeting with Yang Yanzhao in Daizhou."

Hearing Daizhou, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the four guards, and then one person opened the door and entered the house. Not long after, Zhe Yuqing, dressed in a black suit, appeared in front of the door.

"I didn't expect you to come. I thought I heard it wrong."

Zhe Yuqing was obviously a little surprised to see Yang Yanzhao, but when he saw the burden behind him, he was even more puzzled. At this moment, the war had just been extinguished, and Liu Jiye had just defected. Why did the Liu family come to Fuzhou?

"I've met my uncle. Yan Zhao is a homeless person at this moment, so he is nagging about his father."

Homeless people?

The intelligent Zhe Yuqing immediately remembered what happened last year. At that time, Yang Yanzhao resolutely went to Jinyang City. He and his brother were also a little worried. A few days ago, when they heard that Ma Feng was in chaos and the Song army attacked the Northern Han Dynasty, the two knew that the dream-like plan was successful.

This was a good thing, but he met a Yumu-brained father. Zhe Yuqing sighed secretly and hurriedly brought Yang Yanzhao into the house.

He looked for two rooms and settled them down for the time being. Yang Yanzhao just put down the things, but a maid came over and said that the old man invited him over.

"My mother has been thinking about Daizhou these days. When I see her, don't say anything sad."

When he walked with Zhe Yuqing, he told him. After listening to this, Yang Yanzhao naturally nodded repeatedly. The old man was eager to miss his daughter. Now he finally hopes that Yang Zhe's family is the same minister. He can see his daughter who misses day and night. I'm afraid he is very happy. Of course, he can't mention the matter of leaving the family.

Entering the door, the old man's spirit seemed to be good. He called Yang Yanzhao in front of him and asked questions with a smile. The latter naturally answered carefully, and the old man was even happier.

"Ryulang, did Yu Niang deliberately let you overwork and tell the old man these things? Will Yu Niang come back to sit down in a few days?

"Yes, old grandmother, she also misses you very much. After a while, when the things at hand are finished, she will definitely come to meet the old grandmother."

"That's good, that's good..."

Looking at the joy on Zhe Lao Taijun's face, Zhe Yuqing, who was on one side, tightened his eyebrows at some point, curled his lips, and there was a look of embarrasment in his eyes.

During a conversation, it was full of laughter. The old man regarded Yang Yanzhao's arrival as a message, and the latter was also happy to respond to the old man's intention.