"who!"

Yang Shouwen and Jeddah stood up at the same time, looking out the door with caution.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open and three people walked in from outside.

The man in the lead is above 40 years old and has an extraordinary appearance. Although time leaves traces on his face, it cannot conceal his extraordinary demeanor. It can be seen that when he was young, he was definitely a handsome young man.

He is about six feet and three inches tall and burly.

He was wearing a blue shirt, wet by the drizzle, revealing some water stains.

Behind him, two men, one short and one young man. The short man was Dou Yilang who had fought with Yang Shouwen during the day, and the young man was the boy who wanted to shoot the big jade. The big jade, who was originally resting under the eaves, immediately screamed in a panic and flapped his wings and was about to attack. Yang Shouwen quickly stopped it, but the vigilance on his face did not diminish at all.

"You two don't have to be nervous, I have no malice in this."

The man smiled and walked into the courtyard.

"I'm not at home today, but I don't want the dog to almost cause trouble.

My wife told me that if I were you, I would do this. I came here just to meet two young men, and let the teenager apologize. But I didn’t expect that before I entered the door, I liked to hear the masterpiece. Haha, although it was a bit unfair, it was already extraordinary... It just ruined the two of you're happy, so please don't blame the two young men."

Youdao means not to hit people with smiles!

The man did not show any malice, but instead gave people a feeling of wanting to be close.

Jeddah ignored what the man said, pointed at Yang Shouwen and gestured and said: I almost got deceived by you, did you hear it? It was not appropriate. You lost.

Yang Shouwen didn't care even more. He immediately said: "Brother only said the poem about spring rain, but he didn't say it was rain in the first lunar month or rain in the third lunar month? Anyway, I wrote it, I won. I remember to give me that bow and admit defeat by admitting the bet."

I didn't lose!

Jeddah never gave in.

One of them talks and the other gestures.

But the middle-aged man was not angry, but instead stood in the rain and looked at the two of them with interest.

Yang Shouwen felt a little embarrassed!

He had to say, "Since you are here, it's the guest... If Mr. Don't dislike it, there are still wine and food here, so why not be together."

"Then, it's better to obey your orders than respect."

The middle-aged man also gave in and walked over.

Dou Yilang and the young man followed him, and the three of them sat down on the porch. The middle-aged man glanced at the wine dish and said, "I am born with a wide belly and fat stomach, a big piece of meat and a big bowl of wine. Although this dish is exquisite, I can't help but eat it... The person came. He asked the store to come with a roasted lamb, and then he took the Qingping that Zheng Lingzhi gave me. He was about to drink with the young man."

Zheng Lingzhi? Qingping dice?

Hearing these two names, Yang Shouwen was stunned and looked at the man in surprise.

"Sir, do you recognize Zheng Lingzhi?"

"Did the young man know him too?"

Yang Shouwen hesitated for a moment and said softly: "If the Zheng Lingzhi that Mr. Mr. is Zheng's Zheng family, then I will recognize it."

"oh?"

"He is my uncle."

"uncle?"

The middle-aged man showed surprise and said softly: "Lingzhi has only one sister, and his brother-in-law Yang Chenglie has two sons under his knees.

I've seen Erlang, but I haven't seen Dalang."

Ha, even the father’s name is said, that’s definitely correct?

Yang Shouwen suddenly felt a little embarrassed and even called him during the day, and then recognized his relatives that night.

He scratched his head, stood up, bowed and said, "I don't know who is the elder? My nephew is Yang Shouwen, and Yang Chenglie is his father."

"When did you come back?"

The middle-aged man was even more surprised and stood up.

"When I passed by Xingyang on the third day of the first lunar month, I met Ling Zun.

After parting with Wenxuan, I haven't seen you for more than ten years... He said that you went to Raole and there was no news. Although I was a little dissatisfied with you, I could hear that he was very concerned about you. Since you are back, why didn't you go back soon?"

"I……"

Yang Shouwen smiled bitterly and said, "I just arrived in Changping at the beginning of the month. When I learned that my father and the others had all gone to Xingyang, I rushed over. I didn't expect that the upper reaches of the Hutuo River had thawed and there was a lot of ice floating in the air, so I had to live here."

"I see."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized and nodded and said, "I just said, why are you here?

However, you are too much! Going north to Raole, there is no news for several months, which makes your father frown all day long and sigh."

"Nephew..."

"Forget it, I don't have much to say about your father and son, even if I am an outsider."

The middle-aged man interrupted Yang Shouwen and said with a smile: "However, it is also a pleasure to meet the son of an old friend here.

Just in time, we took advantage of this spring rain to taste the fine wine of Qingping.

By the way, this Qingping Dice is still a gift from your uncle, so you might as well try it.”

Yang Shouwen was a little embarrassed and sat down carefully.

At this time, a warrior in black walked in from outside, held a jar of wine, and placed it on the porch.

That wine jar is a good white porcelain jar.

Yang Shouwen recognized at a glance that this was the white porcelain jar that Song bought when he brewed that batch of wine. However, there was not much left in this wine at that time. Yang Shouwen didn't know how much there was, but he didn't expect that Song had stocks?

"Have you asked for advice yet, the elder's surname is Gao?"

Yang Shouwen felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help asking softly.

The middle-aged man patted his forehead and smiled and said, "From my memory, I forgot to explain it.

My name is Xue Ne, a native of Longmen, Jiangzhou. I knew your father when I was in Chang'an in my early years, but he went to Junzhou later and never saw him again."

Xue's family in Longmen, Jiangzhou?

Yang Shouwen blurted out and made a name for himself: "Did my uncle come from the Xue family in Hedong?"

Xue Na was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If there is no second Xue family in Longmen in Hedong, then that should be it."

Xue Ne?

Yang Shouwen always felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

At this moment, the young man sitting next to Xue Na couldn't help but say, "My Aweng is Xue Youzhou, and my father is the new governor of Youzhou. My name is Xue Chang! I like your Haidongqing very much. Can you sell it to me?"

But before he finished speaking, he heard Xue Na say angrily: "Ziyu, if you are so rude, I will go back to Longmen tomorrow."

Xue Chang immediately closed his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the big jade under the eaves from time to time

Xue Youzhou?

Abusjda suddenly raised his head and showed a look of shock.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Shouwen noticed the abnormality of Abusjda and was even too lazy to pay attention to Xue Chang, so he asked softly.

Abusjda took a deep breath, stood up and gestured at Xue Na, "Dare you dare to ask him about Xue Youzhou, is it Mr. Li?"

A name suddenly flashed through Yang Shouwen's mind.

He couldn't sit still, so he quickly stood up.

Xue Ne smiled and said, "I never thought that after the death of my father for sixteen years, someone still remembered him."

Xue Ne... Xue Dingshan.

Xue Youzhou is his father, isn’t it Xue Rengui?

No wonder I heard Xue Na’s name just now! He once read a saying in his previous life that Xue Dingshan in the novel has indeed had a prototype in history, namely Xue Rengui’s eldest son Xue Na, and he was also a famous general in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Slowly, the governor of Youzhou?
Chapter completed!