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Chapter 42 Looking at each other with love

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    Han Lin's eyes also straightened, and he looked at Yang Ling in surprise. He really looked more and more like that sick young uncle, he said hesitantly, "Heis he my uncle?"

    Old Mrs. Yang rolled his eyes and said with a sneer, "What's the matter? You two still want to fool me together? My old eyes are still immature. I watched Ling'er grow up, can I be wrong?"

    "Ah?! Are you Father-in-law?", Yang Ling "surprised" and "surprised" stepped forward to recognize each other.  If you don't do this for a while, can the old man Taishan believe the explanation just now?  Who told me that Ma Lian'er forcibly asked for a kiss at the moment of my death, but my father-in-law saw it?

    Mr. Yang's anger still persisted, so here was a scene of recognition of relatives. The not-so-old father-in-law was given a vaccination by Yang Ling beforehand. At this moment, he saw that the uncle was alive and kicking, and he was so happy that he only cared about his son-in-law.  Ask how your daughter is doing.

    But the two elder brothers-in-law were not easy to be fooled. After hearing that he was his brother-in-law, the eyes of both of them were a bit unfriendly.  He was worried about his unauthorized disposal of the family property, and just took the opportunity to get rid of the two uncles. Yang Ling rushed up and said to Old Mrs. Yang: "Uncle, I know you are a little dissatisfied with my unauthorized disposal of the family property. I would like to ask Uncle, our Yang  Where did the family come from, did they have these fields and real estate?"

    Mrs. Yang was startled, not knowing what he meant by asking, and said: "We are descendants of Duke Jiye of the Great Song Dynasty. We have moved from Shanxi for five generations. When Duke Shunde moved to the north, he only brought his wife and son.  Ten mu of mountain land, now our family is thriving, and the property is more than a hundred mu, all accumulated by our ancestors little by little, it is not easy for us to be the younger generation, how can we be so prodigal?"

    When Yang Ling came to see him, he had already heard him talk about the glorious deeds of his ancestors. It is said that they are the descendants of the generals of the Yang family in Shanxi, and belong to the direct bloodline of Yang You, the general of the dragon and tiger guards of the Yuan Dynasty.  An ancestor named Yang Shunde moved here and formed Huailai Yang's family. Yang Ling was really shocked when he heard that.

    However, the Yang family will flourish, with a full house of descendants. In the Northern Han, Northern Zhou, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, the descendants of the Yang family became officials. In each dynasty, outstanding descendants became high-ranking officials.  Therefore, there are many people who know how to attach themselves to the generals of the Yang family because their surname is Yang, so Yang Ling has always been dubious about this.

    Hearing Old Master Yang's words, Yang Ling said with a smile: "That's it. If you are poor, you want to change. When Shunde Lord moved here, he had no house and no land. Didn't he break into this family business? Did he ever stick to it?"  I don¡¯t know how to change my homeland? My nephew is also trying to find another way out, to make the Yang family better, and now that Ling¡¯er has served as the postmaster of Jiming Station, wouldn¡¯t it be better than sticking to the mountain fields and being a farmer?¡±

    When Old Master Yang heard that Yang Ling had become an official, his white brows twitched with joy, and he went away angrily, and asked him about his appointment as an official.  Yang Ling recounted what he did as a master and Ren Yicheng. Before Old Master Yang said anything, the other elders in the family were already full of praise. It was obvious that there was an official in the family, and they were all honored.

    Yang Ling coaxed a few stubborn old people, and when he turned his head and saw the two elder uncles still staring at him, he couldn't help crying secretly.  He suddenly found that these two uncles were not as simple and honest as they looked, but their eyes were very shrewd.

    Seeing that Yang Ling had finished talking with his clansmen, Han Wu walked up with a smile, patted Yang Ling's shoulders with both hands, and said affectionately: "My brother-in-law is very capable, and he became an official in the county just over a month ago. My sister is young, what's wrong with you?"  Where you know the rules, the sister-in-law will have to take care of you."

    ? Yang Ling laughed bitterly: "Second Brother, what did you say, Youniang treats me very well, we are a couple in need, and Youniang and I are veryvery loving."

    Han Wu happily said: "That's good, that's good, my sister-in-law is a scholar, and I know the reason why a poor wife should not go to court, so I don't worry too much."

    Yang Ling said with a strange expression: "That's it, that's it, second brother, don't worry." Just now, Yang Ling's arms were taken off for some reason, and now he couldn't lift them up limply. He raised his eyes sadly  Looking around, Han Mancang was sitting by the iron pot and grinning at him. The three brothers were fighting against each other. Their big black eyes were full of aura, but they were not as honest as they looked.

    Yang Ling thought bitterly: "My brother-in-law is messing with me, and my brother-in-law doesn't want to see me. My young lady can read and write. Can these two brothers-in-law be from the mountains who can't read big characters? I'm afraid I can only hide my honesty with my tricks.  An honest old man."

    Han Wei was more prudent. Seeing Yang Ling's embarrassment, he came over to Yang Ling and said, "Brother-in-law, my second brother and I love this little girl very much. My brother-in-law is a scholar, so I understand him, so naturally I won't treat you poorly.  My brother has an upright personality, but he actually has a good heart, so don't take offense."He put his arm around Yang Ling's shoulder and said with a chuckle: "Let's go, let's go eat something, otherwise my sister will know that I'm starving and her husband will get angry with me. I can't afford it." He moved closer,  Unobtrusively leaning on Yang Ling's left arm, and putting his right hand on his shoulder, there were two slight "kaka" sounds, and the two arms that had been removed were put back on again.

    Yang Ling was a little helpless, it seems that learning the "Crazy Demon Stick Technique" must be put on the work schedule as soon as possible, otherwise this person will be a knife, and I will have a hard time being a fish.

    In the evening, after turning over the last hill ahead, the ancient city of Jiming is in sight.  As soon as they climbed over the mountain, everyone was stunned. At this time, the setting sun was like blood, and bursts of gunpowder smoke were curling up on the snow field.  There was a strong smell of blood in the gunpowder smoke. Thousands of corpses lay in disorder on the snow plowed by countless running oxen. A spear pierced each corpse, standing alone in the wind.  Many Ming soldiers or Tartars had seven or eight carved zeros pierced on their bodies, and their battle robes were dyed with snow.

    A few unowned war horses walked slowly on the snow field with injuries, and occasionally let out one or two miserable neighing sounds, making the snow field full of dead bodies even more desolate.

    Looking at the situation, this day and night, the Ming army and the Tartars fought in front of the Jiming Post for many rounds. What is going on now? Did the Tartars retreat, or did they capture the Jiming Post?  Yang Ling's heart sank. If the Jiming Station has been taken by the Tartars, then the young lady

    Thinking of this, his heart was so empty that he was about to run down the mountain in despair. Han Lin grabbed him and shouted, "Don't be rash, look clearly first!" Han Wei stood on a high place, put his hands on the awning and squinted  After looking at it for a while, he said excitedly: "It is Daming's flag, and the Jiming Station is still in Daming's hands."

    ?After hearing the words, the eyes of more than a hundred refugees glowed with excitement again. Without calling a group of people, they tried their best to cross the bloody and bloody battlefield and rushed towards the crowing chicken.  Yang Ling knew that he hadn't come back for a day and a night, and the young lady was not sure how anxious she was. It turned out that in the mountains, knowing that it was useless to be anxious, her mood was still calm. At this moment, seeing the Jiming Station in front of her eyes, her heart was agitated, and she walked faster and faster  .

    But his boots were not suitable for hiking, and he was exhausted from walking, so he staggered and fell several times.  Han Wei and his brothers had to take care of the elderly and frail, and they had no time to help him. Ma Lian'er felt distressed and wanted to help him, but the Han family and the Yang family were all watching, so she was an outsider.  Going to help a man, I had to turn a blind eye.

    Han Lin looked at it and shook his head secretly. My uncle's body is still weak, but he is a scholar, so there is no reason for him to follow his own spear and stick.  He touched the sackcloth pocket on his body, which was full of things from this hunting trip, wolfberry, velvet antler, tiger penis, tiger bone, um wait until he enters the city to make wine and stew soup  , I have to take good care of my uncle's body.

    The closer you get to the ancient city, the more dead bodies and blood there are on the ground. The north-south longitudinal, blue-bricked Jiming ancient city stands alone in the background of the vast and deep sky and mountain shadows.  A beautiful arc rises in the sky, and there are shadowy figures on the city wall.

    As this group of people swarmed in, there were more and more people on the city wall. The setting sun shone on the top of the city, and the knives, guns and arrows in their hands reflected bursts of cold light. Yang Ling was afraid that the officers and soldiers at the top of the city might mistake them for Tartars.  Shoot arrows.  He stopped the refugees, walked forward alone, and shouted to the city as he walked: "I am Yang Ling, the postman of Jimingyi, and the folks from the nearby villages and towns are behind me. Which adult is guarding the city, please come out and meet."

    He stared at the crowd at the top of the city, and suddenly a familiar figure jumped into his eyes. It was the young lady. She was standing high on the top of the city.  The figure is plated with a layer of golden edges.

    Yang Ling looked up at her, looking up at her bright and ecstatic eyes that were as bright as the sun, his eyes met, and his heart was surging.  On the top of the city, Jiang Bin yelled loudly: "It's really Yang Yicheng, open the city gate quickly! Open the city gate quickly!" Han Youniang looked at him with a gentle face, and no one had heard of it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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