Chapter 226 Farewell

The night has not receded, and the early spring wind with a slight chill blows away the crisp sound left by the horse's hoofs on the masonry road. The carriage swayed gently, wearing the hidden stars and moon, and slowly drove outside Xinghua City.

Maybe it's still early. Even if Bamei lifts the curtain cloth, she can't see half a figure on the street, so that she doesn't feel a little lost. She pouted her little mouth and finally spit out the loneliness that doesn't match her age.

Seeing her like this, Chai Qingyun on one side sighed secretly and stretched out his hand to put the curtain away. "It's cool at night, don't dye the fish with cold."

Hearing this, Bamei shrank into the carriage and leaned against the exhaust. The two girls held the corners of their clothes and lowered their heads silently.

On the side, Yang Yanzhao felt the worried eyes of Chai Qingyun and Luo's woman. He shook his head slightly with a bitter smile on his face. Seeing him like this, the two women stopped talking and hugged the approaching Eight Sister and Pai Feng into their arms.

At the gate, at this time, it was still early, and the door was not yet open and let go. Xiao Muchun gently pulled the reins and was about to jump out of the carriage when there were soldiers wearing armor and holding guns and spears to investigate.

When the three soldiers approached, their faces suddenly changed. The man driving the carriage had seen it before. He once killed the enemy with blood on the head of the city behind him, but now he drives, and the person sitting in the car is unknown.

I heard that Lord Yang is leaving, is it at this time?

For a moment, my heart was full of sadness. These people were stunned in place. The leader's long lips trembled, but they found that they couldn't say a word.

Seeing them like this, Xiao Muchun took a few steps forward, with a gentle smile on his bearded face. He pointed to the city gate and whispered, "Sirs, my son wants to go to a city, and he still wants to do something convenient."

The three of them were still standing still, as if they had not heard it. Xiao Muchun was about to continue to say it, but he found that the corners of their eyes were faintly red, so they could only swallow the words again and turned to the carriage.

In the car, Yang Yanzhao was full of emotion in his heart. His thoughts were like waves. He closed his eyes and sat quietly cross his knees. The curtain was lifted. When the cold wind blew through his cheeks, he opened his eyes, but he saw Xiao Muchun's face full of embarrassment.

"Ingor..."

Reaching out his hand to stop him. Although he didn't get out of the car, he heard Xiao Muchun's words before and roughly guessed a little. Suddenly, a trace of comfort gushed out in his heart, and there were some waves.

Originally, taking advantage of the silence to leave was to avoid this situation. If there are things in the world that make Yang Yanzhao difficult to deal with, there is no need to guess, it is this sincerity.

He sighed, nodded with Chai Qingyun and others, and then put the usual smile on his mouth and got out of the carriage. He appeared in white, and the remaining dozens of soldiers guarding the city instantly surrounded him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ding Tianming. After changing shifts, take your brothers to have some breakfast."

The leader at the front was obviously stunned. Even if he knew that Lord Yang usually treated people gently, he never dreamed that he would remember his name.

Now, tears overflowed the corners of my eyes, my burly body trembled, and the words in my mouth were a little vague, "Your Excellency... My Lord..."

Dozens of men behind them also lowered their heads. They had never changed their color in the face of countless knives, guns and arrows, but now they have touched the corners of their eyes.

Seeing the situation, Yang Yanzhao was also quite uncomfortable. Who said that there was no true love in the world, but the love had not reached the depths.

He squeezed his smile more and patted the group on the shoulder. "The order of the court is not for you and me to decide. Commander Ding, can you make an exception for me and open the gate?"

His tearful face was raised. Looking at the still heartwarming smile, Ding Tianming took a deep breath, "Zhou Yu and Peng Yang, you two go to open the gate, and the rest of you line up with me. Congratulations to Lord Yang!"

The soldiers behind him were a little stunned, but then two people trotted to the gate, while Ding Tianming and others half raised their spears in their hands and stood neatly in two rows, guarding the left and right of the carriage.

"Lord Yang, let my subordinates wait to see you out of the city."

Looking at those pairs of reluctant eyes, Yang Yanzhao did not speak, hugged them, and then returned to the carriage and put down the curtain. He only felt that his nose was a little sour.

The heavy gate slowly opened, and the carriage continued to set off lightly. The military boots stepped across the masonry road and made an unusually neat sound. Yang Yanzhao tried his best to ignore the sound, but it had entered the depths of his heart, and he only felt very confused.

Finally, the carriage drove out of Xinghua City. Ding Tianming and others stopped at the gate, stretched out the guns and spears in their hands, collided with each other, and made the sound of the clear moon, "Send Lord Yang!"

"Alas..."

In the carriage, Yang Yanzhao sighed and leaned against the car. On one side, Luo's girl and Chai Qingyun looked at each other, and both leaned over and held his slightly cool hands.

After about a moment, the carriage stopped again. After a while, Xiao Muchun lifted the curtain again in embarrassment. Without his words, the situation in front of him was clear at a glance.

The sky was still dawn, but the road was full of people. Looking at the carriage coming slowly, they did not dare to make a sound. There was reluctance and begging in their eyes, and some even secretly wiped their tears with their sleeves.

I still have to face this separation.

He tried his best to open his eyes and hide the trace of red. Yang Yanzhao jumped out of the carriage. When he appeared, there was a trace of ** in the dark people.

Among them were the people of Xinghua City, and some of them were villagers on the nearby mountain. When they learned that Lord Yang was leaving, they spontaneously guarded outside the city in the past few days in order to say goodbye in person.

"Lord Yang, can you stay..."

"Lord Yang, don't go. We will petition the court to let the officials keep you..."

"Your Excellency, Minnan needs you..."

Countless sad voices sounded in Yang Yanzhao's ear. He wanted to squeeze out a smile, but he didn't know how to smile. Looking at the sincere faces, he only bowed with his hands and bent down to bow three times.

Seeing that the crowd was frightened and quiet, Yang Yanzhao took a deep breath again, "Fathers and fellow villagers, how can Yang Jing and He De be so loved!"

After saying that, make another three bows.

Some people in the crowd wanted to exclaim, but when they saw Yang Yanzhao, they still had something to say. They didn't stop covering their mouths with their hands. They were afraid that they couldn't stop and squeaked out.

"All the villagers are pure and kind-hearted. Yang Jing is very happy to be able to stay in Fujian for these days, but the boy is also an official. He receives the favor of the emperor and does not accept the order of the court. That is disloyalty, and the official's intention is unrighteous. How dare Yang Jing dare to be so unfaithful. For? Please also ask all the parents to understand the boy's hardships. In the future, there will be a time when Yang Jing will definitely return to Fujian and rest in the morning and evening of your blind date.

Long bow to the ground, no more words.

"None will let Lord Yang do this unfaithful thing!"

He roared, but Zhu Yan walked forward and carried a jar of mud-sealed wine. "Lord Yang, you said that a gentleman's friendship is as light as water. In my eyes, you are a gentleman. Today's farewell, I didn't bring water. I took this jar of wine as a gift for adults."

Open the mud seal, take the Tao Wan handed over by the people around him, pour a full cup, and hand it over.

He looked at Zhu Yan with a little gratitude, but Yang Yanzhao pushed away Tao Wan and took over the wine jar. "Fathers, Yang Jing is here to respect you!"

The wine is a little spicy, but it just pours the sourness in my heart.

"Bang!"

The wine jar hit the ground. Yang Yanzhao wiped the wine stains on his mouth with his sleeves, waved his sleeves, and walked into the carriage. "Dear folks, I'm leaving!"

Behind him, Zhu Yan nodded to Zhu Li, who was standing in front of a carriage behind him, punched Guo Huai, and then shouted, "Give me out of the way and send Lord Yang."

With a sound, the crowd began to move. Although they were still very reluctant, Yang Yanzhao, who had no tolerance, lost his loyalty and gave up the path more than a foot wide for a moment.

Seeing this, Xiao Muchun got on the carriage, shook the whip, and the carriage began to move forward. The crowd was only a hundred feet, but the carriage walked for a long time. Listening to the many crying in his ears, even if he was a man who had experienced life and death, he could not help but be moved.

For a long time, the carriage passed through the crowd. Xiao Muchun's heart was inexplicably lighter, but then it trembled again, because of a loud noise behind him.

"Congratulations to Lord Yang!"

Under the voice, it was full of crying.