When I returned to Yang's Mansion, it was already past midnight.

When Yang Shouwen knocked on the door, the whole family came up with him, and his face showed a look of tension.

"Brother Sitzi, are you okay?"

The young lady ran forward with Bodhi and grabbed Yang Shouwen's hand.

Yang Shouwen was a little tired, smiled at Youniang, and then said to Yang and Song: "My grandma, aunt, go and rest."

Hearing his words, everyone in the Yang family smiled.

"Yizi, are you injured?"

"Some flesh-related injuries are not worth worrying about."

"What are you saying? Sit down and treat it quickly... Old Hu, go and close the door. Aunt Yang, go and take the bandage of the raushe. Qingnu should not wander here, go and bring the golden medicine sent by Tiancun Zheng. Didn't you see your brother bleeding?"

The shadows that have been accumulated in my heart for many days seem to have dissipated.

These days, whether it is the Song family or the Yang family, they all feel very depressed.

But now, they can breathe a sigh of relief. Even though they know that they will face a fierce battle after dawn, they are still willing to relax at this time.

"You said, what did Master Lu think? He is going to collude with Yaozi?"

Yang took out a bandage and cleaned the wound on Yang Shouwen's arm.

The young lady watched from the side, blowing a few breaths on Yang Shouwen's wounds from time to time, trying to dispel Yang Shouwen's pain.

"You can't help yourself."

Yang Shouwen smiled, then rubbed the young lady's head.

Song nodded, but then he looked worried again on his face, "Yizi, do you think we can keep it this time?"

"Um?"

"Last time, the magistrate Wang presided over the overall situation, and now in this county...

Although your father has been a county lieutenant for more than ten years, he is just a county lieutenant after all, so it may not convince everyone.”

Song's family is not an unfair worry, and the reality is the same.

Wang He was the county magistrate and ordered the people to be justified.

Now, Yang Chenglie is the only one left in the three giants in the county. The situation in front of him is even more troublesome than Lu Yongcheng before. The gentry in the county may not obey his command. The so-called unjust reputation is not right, even if Yang Chenglie holds the turtle talisman in his hand, it will not be of much use. It is just that this problem can only be solved by Yang Chenglie himself.

Yang Shouwen couldn't come up with any good ideas in this regard.

If Yang Chenglie still cannot control Changping while holding military power, he might as well just surrender.

"Don't worry, my mother, if my father can't even solve this difficulty, he will not be able to be a county lieutenant for thirteen years."

When Song heard this, he showed relief.

She nodded, as if she was talking to herself: "What Yizi said is reasonable."

After rebandaging the wound, Yang Shouwen returned to the bedroom.

This night was really hard. Fighting with the archer almost exhausted all his energy, so when he lay on the couch, his eyelids kept fighting. However, his spirit was still excited and his mind was full of thoughts.

After dawn, the rebels will arrive, but I don’t know what it will look like?

Also, Erlang and Moli don’t know where they are!

Calculate the time, they...

Yang Shouwen suddenly took a breath and sat up from the couch.

Calculate the time, Yang Rui, Song An and Yang Moli, and the others should have passed Zhaozhou at this time! A few days ago, the Turks had already begun to move south and approach Zhaozhou. What should we do if Yang Rui and the others are trapped in Zhaozhou?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen's sleepiness was completely eliminated.

He wandered around the house, but couldn't think of a proper way.

He was in Changping, hundreds of miles away from Zhaozhou. He could not help Yang Rui and the others. The most important thing was that he did not know where Yang Rui and the others were now.

It's really troublesome!

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but pat his forehead gently.

This matter cannot be told to Song, and it only increases worries; nor can it be told to Yang Chenglie, as it may be distracted.

The current situation is that if Yang Rui and the others are trapped in Zhaozhou, they can only rely on themselves.

Erlang is a little clever. Coupled with Song An’s old age and Yang Moli’s courage, something might not happen! Well, it’s very likely that they have passed Zhaozhou now, and may even have arrived in Xingyang... It must be like this, it must be like this!

Yang Shouwen couldn't think of any good idea, so he could only pray secretly.

He and Yang Rui are not too close, but after all, they are half-brothers, and the blood of the Yang family flows in their bodies. How could he not worry?

Zhaozhou, Pingji.

Later generations renamed Zhao County, which is located 80 miles southeast of Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province.

Now, this is the capital of Zhaozhou and the central location of Zhaozhou. On August 26, after the Turks captured Dingzhou, they carried more than 10,000 people to the south and headed straight to Pingji. For a moment, Zhaozhou was in a panic and people were in panic.

Yang Rui and the other two arrived at Pingji on the fifth day of September.

According to their previous itinerary, after Pingji has some rest, he will leave immediately and continue to move south.

However, after entering the flat thorn, they realized something was wrong.

On September 5, the day they arrived at Pingji, the Turks broke through Gucheng, and the vanguard army was already approaching the Sidhu River, facing Pingji across the river. In this case, Pingji was martial law in the whole city, with four gates closed, and began to force the recruitment of civilians.

It’s okay to say that Yang Rui is young, but Yang Moli looks like she is already in her vain, so the group of three people were forcibly recruited.

Will the old man be called up?

Yang Rui didn't think anything before, but now he feels that Yang Moli is too anxious.

You said he was only thirteen years old, who would believe it?

But Yang Rui could not abandon Yang Moli. He believed that if he dared to leave Yang Moli, Yang Shouwen would definitely deal with him after returning to Changping.

"Don't be afraid of Yang Moli, Song An and I are here to accompany you."

In the simple military cave under the city wall, Yang Rui walked over tiredly and sat next to Yang Moli.

They were acted as a civilian here, and they were all doing physical work. At this time, Yang Moli was sitting there sobbing softly, so Yang Rui had to walk forward and comfort Yang Moli in a low voice.

"Erlang, Yang Moli is hungry!"

Yang Moli looked at Yang Rui with tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved.

In an instant, Yang Rui felt like there were ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by... There was no way. The food in the military camp was just so small. With Yang Moli's appetite, Yang Shouwen was in Changping, so he could open his stomach to eat. But how could he eat enough here? This was when Yang Rui divided his food halfway. Yang Rui looked at Yang Moli's mature face, opened his mouth, and then said dejectedly: "Yang Moli, I'm hungry too."

"I'm going to find Alang!"

"Brother is now in Changping, and the distance is so far, how do you find it?"

"But, I'm really hungry."

Yang Moli said, and even cried out.

Yang Rui didn't know how to persuade him. Speaking of which, he was not as old as Yang Moli, and he had never suffered such grievances.

When Yang Moli burst into tears, he felt an unprecedented grievance that surged into his heart and couldn't help but cry.

At this moment, a quiet voice came from outside: "Who is crying inside? Isn't this shaken morale?"
Chapter completed!