Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 115 Seizing the Inheritance ([-])

For a moment, Yang Ke's hair stood up.

This scene almost made him think that this was the prelude to the "Xuanwu Gate Change".

It wasn't that he was thinking too much, but the mission description just now forced him to think of this.

Feeling the "Peacock Feather" in his hand, Yang Ke felt calm in his heart.

Looking at Qin Qiong kneeling there, Yang Ke guessed that it was Yang Guang who falsely preached the imperial decree. As the prince of Jian Guo, he has this right. However, no matter who it is, he can now act according to his own will.

"Let him wait!"

Yang Ke smiled. Today, he can step into Luoyang City openly.

Hastily escaped a year ago, until today.

Yang Ke did not deliberately suppress the ups and downs in his heart. This realization was also a process of cultivating the mind.

"My lord be careful..."

Qin Qiong still wanted to stop her, so she stood up, bowed slightly, put her hand on the sword, and was about to speak.

"Go away!"

At this time, Yang Ke stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the guards in iron armor all took off and fell into the river.

Countless people were in an uproar. There were quite a few people on the pier, and there were also government guards maintaining order. However, they just watched from a distance, and had no intention of going forward at all.

In the Sui Dynasty, there were only twelve guards in Luoyang City and its surrounding areas, some guarding the city gates, and some arresting and ordering. The palace is the head of the armies.

Naturally, Xiao Guowei was deflated, and they were also happy to see it.

Hu Xiaoxian wanted to struggle, but was caught by Youping. As Gui Bing'e's maid, she had practiced the orthodox Taoism since she was a child.

Hu Xiaoxian's weak body, how to resist?

The crowd dispersed to make way for Yang Ke, and most of them looked at him curiously.

Suddenly, someone asked timidly: "Is it Prince Ke?"

Yang Ke glanced at the person who asked the question, but he didn't recognize him. He was an old man with an old face and a strong body. As for why he was said to be strong, it was naturally because of the big bag he was carrying.

Bronze complexion, as if stained by sweat, although his beard and hair are white, he still lives with his strong body.

Yang Ke nodded with a smile, but saw that the old man knelt down on his knees and dropped the sack on his shoulder.

"A few years ago, the little old man's family was poor and had no food leftovers. The whole family was able to survive by relying on the porridge given by the concubine and the young prince. A few days ago, I heard..."

Listening to what he was saying there, Yang Ke nodded slightly and left straight away.

He didn't have much impression of that kind of memory.

The memory of this body is very messy. Yang Ke hasn't sorted it out for so long. He only remembers that he has been reading books, various miscellaneous books, and he doesn't remember many people and things in this world.

Yang Ke didn't pay attention to the whispers behind him. After leaving the dock, there were still two or three miles away from Luoyang City. The lights here were a bit sparse, but there were still people coming and going in twos and threes.

After getting on the horse, it took only a few breaths to reach the city gate.

Originally, at this time, the city gate should have been closed, unless there is an emperor's order, otherwise, the city gate cannot be opened.

But at this time, a group of people gathered at the city gate, and the city gate was not closed.

The galloping horse approached, and before Yang Ke got off the horse, a person rolled forward, saying that he was rolling. First, this person was obese and round in shape.

Another reason is that this person fell to the ground halfway through running, but was crying bitterly.

"Yes...is my son back?"

Reining in the horse, Yang Ke was about seven or eight feet away, dismounted, took two steps slowly, and looked at the person who stood up again.

Searching for the impression in my mind, it was somewhat similar to the memory. It was Yang Yong, the father of this life, the former prince of the Sui Dynasty. He bowed slightly, and Yang Ke said, "It's me!"

Not too close, but a little alienated, Yang Yong's outstretched hand was halfway, but now he put it down in a slump, rubbed it on his clothes a few times, and murmured: "Yes, yes! Yes!"

Then he looked at Yang Ke's appearance carefully, and after a while, Yang Yong asked, "Do you want to follow me to the house?"

"Yang Ke obeys the arrangement."

"My lord, please enter the sedan chair..."

When he arrived at the gate of the city, Yang Yong got into the big sedan chair in front, followed by a big sedan chair carried by 16 people behind him, and beside him was an old man in Tsing Yi who was bending over and talking.

"No, I'll just ride a horse."

The old man wanted to persuade him again, but in the sedan chair in front, Yang Yong said: "Ke'er doesn't want to ride, so let him."

"It's the prince, young prince, please go slowly."

"Get up the sedan chair."

"Get off."

"flash."

After the group left, the city gate was closed immediately.

……

"He's really... really here."

In front of the Prince's Mansion, even when night fell, horses would go back and forth quickly. Looking at the documents he had just snatched, Yang Guang's hands trembled a few times.

"Your Highness, I have received a letter from Fei Ge the day before yesterday, and there have been countless reports in the past two days, so it is naturally true."

"What does the emperor mean?"

In the scene on the pier, Yang Guang naturally also received the message that Qin Qiong really did not pass on the imperial decree. Although Qin Qiong is Yang Su's adopted son and seems to be one of his own, Qin Qiong has always been loyal and honest, and it is difficult to drive him away in private. .

However, among Qin Qiong's subordinates, there are his people, as the prince of the prison, preparing for the emperor, and it is a trivial matter to deploy this manpower.

"What's the news about Pei Ju?"

Yang Su remained silent, and he couldn't guess what Yang Jian meant, and when he heard Yang Guang's question, he looked at the crescent moon in the sky and remained motionless.

He was a little tired of Yang Guang, and felt a little regretful in his heart. How could the Imperial City be so anxious?
He shouldn't have assisted him in the first place. If he had known that Yang Yong had such potential, he might as well have served under his command.

It's just that the involvement is too deep, and I can't break free.

There was a slight exclamation in his heart, but his face remained calm, ignoring Yang Guang's question.

"..."

He intends to scold him, but Yang Su's identity, top-notch tactics, and a martial artist at the level of a grand master, how can he be insulted?

"Your Highness, tomorrow I will visit brother Yang Tuo, and I will stay soon."

"..."

Watching Yang Su turn around to say goodbye and leave in a sedan chair, Yang Guang was full of sullen anger, and wanted to scold a few words, but he couldn't speak.

At this time, he felt a little powerless. If there were no warriors in this world, then, no matter what he wanted to do, he wouldn't have to work hard for so many years. Even if he reached this position, he would still be walking on thin ice.

Worried about his healthy father, he never did anything bad, and Yang Su helped him.

I have to go to Shaolin Temple to worship Buddha from time to time, and sometimes I have to go to the Mangshan School to see the faces of those people, as well as Yang Tuo.

These are just people in the Jianghu. There are a lot of people in the court and the army, who make him think of ways to build relationships all day long.

It would be great if there were no martial arts practitioners!
(End of this chapter)