Chapter 28 First Meeting Jiande

Yang Jishan left the county yard and hurried home. Before entering the yard, his wife asked someone to come and tell him that there was something at home and asked him to go back. Yang Jishan vaguely guessed what was going on.

Yang Jishan's home is in the south of the city, a small house covering an area of ​​two acres. The house is an official house. He bought a few maids and servants himself. His wife came with him to live with him, while his daughter-in-law and grandson stayed in the capital.

As soon as Yang Jishan entered the house, his wife Yue pulled him into the inner room and whispered: "Wei'er is here!"

Yang Jishan actually has three sons, the eldest and second sons have already started a family and started a business. He lives in Chang'an. Yang Wei is the oldest and youngest, and is the most favored by Yang Jishan.

Yang Jishan walked into the inner room and saw his son Yang Wei sitting at the table sweating profusely eating a bowl of hot soup cakes. Yang Wei came from Wuyuan County. He had been officially transferred to Youzhou and became the General of Yingyanglang. He first went to the Ministry of War in the capital to complete the transfer procedures, and then went directly to Youzhou.

But in the capital, he received a letter from Yang Yuanqing and ordered him to go to Dongping County to investigate Yang Xuangan's situation, and he rushed over all the way.

When he came to Dongping County, he naturally came to find his father Yang Jishan. His father Yang Jishan was appointed as the commander of Dongping County and was quite in charge of military power. When Yang Wei saw his father come in, he quickly stood up.

"Sit down! Keep eating."

Yang Jishan smiled and asked his son to sit down. He loved the tall and fat young son very much. He also sat down, smiling as he watched his son eat soup cakes, and waited for him to finish eating, then asked: "When I passed by Dongjun, I didn't meet the rioters from Wagang Village!"

Yang Wei nodded, "I met him. They recruited soldiers in Weicheng, saying that I was a spy and wanted to arrest me to meet their general, which annoyed me and killed dozens of them, scaring them all away."

Yang Jishan was extremely worried, "You must be careful. Now every county has rebellion. Don't fight them hard. There are too many people, you can't beat them."

"Don't worry, my father, the child is not reckless. If he can, he can hide, I really didn't expect that Weicheng County was actually occupied by Wagang Village."

"Forget it, don't talk about this."

Yang Jishan sighed, waved his hand and asked again, "Tell me about the person I care about the most! How is my grandson?"

"He was taken by his grandfather, so good! If my father missed him, I would send a message back and let his wife bring him."

"Of course I miss my grandson, but I don't have to bring it. It's best if you take your mother away and take her to her mother's house in Shuzhong."

Yang Wei was shocked and asked quickly: "Is uncle going to raise an uprising?"

"Shh!"

Yang Jishan stood up, walked to the door and looked out, confirming that the maid and servant were not outside, so he closed the door and came back and whispered: "Recently, he is getting more and more urgent in preparation for war. I feel that he will do something for half a year at most. The temple."

Yang Wei's heart sank. Has it only been half a year?

"Father, this matter is of great importance. Can it be sure to be half a year?"

Yang Jishan shook his head, "How can I be sure? I just feel that he is looking at the rebellion situation in various places, and there are more and more rebellions in various places. He is very excited. It can be seen that he can't hold back any longer, but......"

"But what?" Another glimmer of hope arose in Yang Wei's heart.

"But he said that at least 50,000 people were needed to handle the matter. Now I have eight thousand county soldiers on my hands, 15,000 people on Xuanjing's side, and 22,000 people on Wang Bodou, even if he has five thousand troops, he still needs to train, buy weapons and equipment, and wait for the opportunity. I estimate that it will take at least eight months."

Yang Jishan took out another booklet from his arms, flipped through it, and handed it directly to Yang Wei, "This is your uncle's money, grain and equipment. Please give it to Yuanqing!"

Eight months are around June and July next year. Yang Wei sighed, took the booklet and stood up and said, "Father, then I'll leave."

Yang Jishan was stunned, "Wei'er, are you leaving just now?"

"I was actually passing by here. I went to Zhuo County. I guess Yuanqing has set off to see if I can meet him on the way."

Yang Wei walked out of the room, said a few more words to his mother, then rode on his camel and headed towards the Yellow River.

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October is the early winter season in the north, with piles of dark gray clouds pressing down on the earth. At dusk, winter rain falls into the sky, and gray rain fog covers a bare forest. Old trees stand gloomy in the rain, and crows "Ga!Ga!" cries from time to time from the branches, which are particularly desolate and cold.

This is Weixiang County, Xindu County, which is only more than a hundred miles away from Gaojipo in the south. Half a year ago, Weixiang County was defeated by the army of Zhang Jin, a bandit, and killed more than 10,000 people. The money and food and women were plundered. After half a year, there was still no pedestrian on the official road here.

The dark city walls several miles away were shrouded in the distance, and were like a ghost city against the desolate background.

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves came from a distance. With the sound of wheels of the carriage, the carriage gradually approached. A thin old horse was holding a dilapidated carriage and fled on the official road. There were two middle-aged followers riding horses next to them. The faces were covered with rain, which could not hide the panic and anxious expressions on their faces. They kept looking back, as if someone was chasing them behind them.

"Uncle Afu, how far is this place from Yongji Channel Wharf?" An entourage asked the old man who rushed to the car anxiously.

"Sanlang, you are confused. You don't even know this. You're still more than ten miles away!"

"They are chasing me!"

Another entourage shouted, and saw a group of small black dots appear in the distance, running towards this side quickly. The two entourages were suddenly panicked. At this time, an old voice came from the carriage, "Go to hide in the forest!"

The carriage turned around, rushed into the weeds, rushed towards the forest dozens of steps away, and hid in the forest for a moment. Soon, a team of cavalry rushed from a distance, with about a hundred people, each wearing a black cloak, burly, and agile horses under his crotch. Only more than a hundred cavalrymen made people feel like thunder. Because the sky was dark, they did not find any traces of the carriage in the grass, and passed by the forest like lightning, and rushed to the south. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

In the forest, several people watched the cavalry walking away, and a follower whispered: "Master, it's Dou Jiande's black-clad guard."

"I know, I will leave until the day is over. Don't go to the pier. Just follow Yongji Canal to find ships."

The old man sighed again, "Oh! This is my Great Sui."

In the carriage, the old man's voice seemed old and tired, with a deep sadness.

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The rain gradually stopped, the sky became darker and darker, and the whole earth was completely covered by misty gray mist. The carriage carefully came out of the forest, crossed the official road, and continued to walk eastward with bumpy strides. After walking about two miles, we finally saw the Yongji Canal. It was not frozen at this time, and the wide water surface was also pitch black, with no fog, so dark that there was no waves at all. Only the sound of "Wow! Wow!" from the waves hit the shore.

At this moment, a fire dragon appeared several miles away, densely packed with thousands of people. They searched here like casting a net along the shore, and the follower screamed, "Master, look over there!"

The curtain of the car had slightly opened a crack, revealing an old pair of eyes. He had seen the fire dragon in the distance. Based on his experience, there were at least five thousand people. Dou Jiande spared no expense to capture him. The old man sighed slightly, "Are I Gao Bing going to die here today?"

The old man was Gao Yang, an old minister who lived deep in his home. Qing County was his ancestral home. Due to his lofty prestige, although the bandits in the neighboring Qinghe County were powerful, no bandits dared to move him. Dou Jiande also issued a strict order and did not allow anyone to harass him. However, with the defeat of the Sui army in Goryeo, Dou Jiande's mind began to change. He kept sending people to persuade Gao Yang to be loyal to him, but was rejected by Gao Yang. However, yesterday, Dou Jiande came to ask him out of the mountain in person, but was scolded by Gao Yang. Gao Yang realized that Dou Jiande would not let him go. He escaped from the house early in the morning, but was discovered by Dou Jiande's personal guards and chased him all the way.

At this time, it was too late to go back to the forest. They had no way out. Gao Yang was completely disappointed. He was seventy years old and could not die to protect his late life.

"Master!Master!"

The coachman suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look, there is a boat in the river!"

Gao Yang opened the curtain and looked into the river. He saw two large ships appearing in the river. There were large purple lanterns hanging on the ship. Gao Yang recognized it at a glance that they could only be used by high-ranking officials above the fifth grade.

His entourage and the coachman waved desperately and shouted: "Dang! Help!"

On the big ship, Yang Yuanqing stood by the side of the second floor, frowned and looked at the dense torches on the shore like the ocean, with five or six thousand people. Under the fire, these people were dressed in cloth clothes, wrapped in headscarves, and held various weapons in their hands. This was obviously not the Sui army, but the rebel bandits.

He was so arrogant that he came to the Yongji Canal to rob! Yang Yuanqing was slightly angry. At this time, a soldier next to him suddenly said, "General, it seems that someone is shouting for help on the shore."

Yang Yuanqing also heard it vaguely, but it was too far from the shore and he couldn't see the situation clearly. At this time, he saw the torch team accelerate. He thought, was it that the bandits on the shore were chasing whom?

"Put down a boat!"

Immediately, a sergeant put a small boat down and took off the boat and rowed towards the shore. At this time, the pursuers had reached more than 300 steps away and found a carriage and were speeding up to run towards this side.

The two followers of Gao Yong also saw a small boat sailing towards the shore, but they were a hundred steps away, and they were so anxious that they stamped their feet and shouted loudly.

The coachman helped Gao Feng out of the carriage. The boat was getting closer and closer, and the pursuers were getting closer and closer. Just when the pursuers were still more than forty steps, the boat finally landed.

The sergeant asked loudly, "Who is on the shore?"

"I'm Gao Feng!"

Gao Feng said in a deep voice: "Are the imperial officials on the big ship?"

When the three soldiers heard that it was Gao Yang, they were all shocked and hurriedly landed the boat, "Prime Minister Gao, please get on the boat quickly."

Two followers helped Gao Ying onto the boat, and the coachman didn't care about the carriage and jumped onto the boat. The boat swayed and gradually left the shore.

At this time, the pursuers had arrived. When the leader saw Gao Yang boarding the boat, more than ten feet from the shore, he couldn't help but be furious. He ignored Dou Jiande's ban and ordered: "Shoot them to death!"

Hundreds of soldiers immediately fired arrows. Sui soldiers pressed Gao Yang down on the boat and raised their shields to guard. The entourage and the coachman were so scared that they lay on the boat and did not dare to move. The sound of arrows above their heads, "Swoosh! Swoosh!" passed by, and gradually, they left the range of the bow and arrow.

Gao Yang sat up and looked at the swearing rant on the shore. He couldn't help but screamed in his heart, and asked gratefully: "Who is the owner of the ship?"

The soldier smiled and said, "Reported to Gao Xiang, he is the General Manager Yang of Youzhou."

"Yang Yuanqing!"

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment. After a while, he patted his forehead and sighed, "It's God's will!"

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To be continued...