"Uncle Guan, what is the situation of the battle in Juyongguan?"

Just as Yang Chenglie and Guan Hu were talking, Yang Shouwen also heard the movement and walked out of the room.

He stood behind Yang Chenglie, listened quietly for a moment, and suddenly asked.

Yang Chenglie suddenly realized: Why am I just considering the reason why Jingnan Army attacked Juyong Pass and did not ask about the results of the battle?

He slapped his thigh, but forgot the arrow wound on his leg.

This slap happened to hit the wound. Although the wound had begun to heal, it would still hurt when he slapped it. Yang Chenglie screamed and his face turned pale. He also startled Yang Shouwen beside him and hurriedly walked forward to check. While checking, he muttered: "Daily say this stupid, and that stupid, why did you forget your wounds?"

"Shut up."

Yang Chenglie's old face turned red and he glared at Yang Shouwen fiercely.

"Guan Hu, how is the battle situation in Juyongguan?"

The father and son in front of him are not like fathers, and sons are not like sons... It seems that since Yang Shouwen woke up, the temperament of his own county magistrate has changed a lot. Well, I can't explain what it looks like, but I feel it becomes more and more funny!

Of course, if Guan Hu knew the term "funny".

He suppressed his laughter and said softly: "I have already found out clearly. At the time of Mao, Jingnan's army attacked Juyongguan with 800 sharp soldiers, but was defeated by Captain Lu. Now, Jingnan's army is already in front of Juyongguan, and it seems that they are preparing to attack for a strong attack."

"Personnel Lu?"

Yang Shouwen blurted out and said, "But is Fan Yang Lu?"

"Oh, it's Captain Lu'ang, the county magistrate should still remember this person."

Yang Chenglie turned his head and looked at Yang Shouwen. Then he said, "Lu Ang is loyal and upright. If he has him guarding Juyongguan, he should rest assured."

He did not answer Yang Shouwen's question, but said that Luang could believe it.

"County lieutenant, what should we do now?"

"What's the situation in the city now?"

"It's a bit confusing... However, Chief Lu has issued a notice saying that Changping is solid and sent civilians to strengthen patrols, so it's not too bad. But the refugees outside the city seem to be a little panicked, and many people are preparing to leave. Some people want to enter the city. Chief Lu has not made up his mind yet, but has sent people to appease the refugees."

Yang Chenglie nodded and said softly: "So, Lu Yongcheng is not doing too badly."

"What's wrong? Now Liang Yun takes over the people and keeps suppressing our people.

Zhu Cheng and his friends have been stationed outside the city for three days. If this continues, it will take not long for the whole city to become Lu Yongcheng's subordinates. County lieutenant, you might as well come back quickly... If you are not in the yamen, your life will be really hard for brothers."

Do you think I want to hide at home?

But there is another big man in this county. He asked me to hand over the imperial court, so how dare I refuse?

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and said, "I also want to go back soon. But my injury has not healed now, so it is useless even if I go back."

Guan Hu couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Yang Chenglie in confusion.

He really couldn't understand why Yang Chenglie bowed to Lu Yongcheng, and at this time, he still refused to come out.

Guan Hu also knows a little about the so-called injury.

Although Yang Chenglie was injured, he was far from as serious as he said.

But……

"Guan Hu, please go back first. If there is any change, come and know with me... I am a little tired, so I won't give it to you."

Yang Chenglie acted like he was sending off a guest, and Guan Hu had to say goodbye.

It can be seen that he was a little disappointed.

Yang Shouwen sent him out of the Yang Mansion gate, Guan Hu suddenly pulled Yang Shouwen and said, "Shizi, I always have a premonition that if the county lieutenant does not come back, Changping will inevitably undergo drastic changes. I don't know what the county lieutenant is thinking, but please advise him to come back soon. Otherwise, those old brothers who follow him may not be disinterested."

"Don't worry, Uncle Guan, I will tell you."

Yang Shouwen nodded and agreed, and Guan Hu left.

Looking at his back, Yang Shouwen couldn't figure it out: Guan Hu should have the same heart as his father. But what was going on between him and Chen Zi'ang? If this matter cannot be figured out, both him and Yang Chenglie would have a thorn in his heart.

Guan Hu said it right. If my father doesn’t go back, his subordinates might change their families.

But the question now is, what does Li Yuanfang want to do?

Yang Shouwen believed that Li Yuanfang must have his reasons, but he has not appeared again for nearly seven days since he appeared that night.

According to news from Gai Jiayun, no one has lived in No. 3, Hongfu Inn.

In other words, Li Yuanfang and others have left Hongfu Inn. Where are they now living? No one knows. Even if Yang Shouwen wants to contact the other party, he has no idea how to start and can only wait passively for Li Yuanfang to send someone to contact him.

This feeling of completely removing control made Yang Shouwen very uncomfortable.

He had such a feeling in his previous life, just before he was injured and paralyzed. Now, this feeling has come back to his heart again, making him feel bad. It seems that Changping is really going to have a big problem, but he can only helplessly.

Standing in front of the Yang Mansion gate for a long time, Yang Shouwen suddenly sighed and turned around to go back.

But just as he stepped into the door with one foot, someone suddenly heard a shout: "Yang Dalang!"

He turned around and saw a black shadow passing by him, slamming the door and then landing on the ground.

Yang Shouwen was so excited that he rushed down the doorstep.

On the street in front of the door, pedestrians came and went in a hurry. At the entrance of the alley not far away, a ragged beggar was holding a broken bowl in his hand and begging along the street with a dog stick in his hand. Yang Shouwen stood on the street in front of the door for a long time, but he did not find any suspicious people. Lao Hutou walked out of the door with a black sachet in his hand and came to Yang Shouwen.

The black shadow just now was the sachet in Lao Hutou's hand.

The sachet exudes a rather elegant aroma, with a stone inside and a smooth piece of paper.

Yang Shouwen frowned and opened the paper. He saw a line of words with vigorous writing: tomorrow, at the Pagoda Forest of Maitreya Temple.

This is an invitation, but there is no name of the inviter and the invitee, only one address.

The Mile Temple mentioned in the invitation is the Great Mile Temple built in Changping County, not the Small Mile Temple on Hugu Mountain.

The reason is very simple.

The Great Maitreya Temple has a palindrome, while the Small Maitreya Temple does not.

But who invited it? And what happened? A tall figure suddenly flashed through Yang Shouwen's mind.

He put away the paper and said, "Old Hutou, let's go back."

"Yizi, who smashed our door?"

"Don't worry about him!" Yang Shouwen smiled and walked up the steps. Abusjda stood inside the gate, holding a spear.

Yang Shouwen nodded at him, and Jeddah seemed to understand what he meant, and then retreated aside.

Although he can't speak, he knows it very well in his heart. With such a helper, Yang Shouwen can feel at ease.

Tomorrow, I want to see what medicine he sells in this gourd!

Yang Shouwen thought about it once, and saw Young Mother walking out of the backyard with Wukong.
Chapter completed!