Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Just when Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi were worried about Yang Wanqing's marriage, Yang Wanqing took her two sisters to travel.

Cangyuan Mountain is located 30 miles southeast of Kyoto. There is Cangyuan Lake at the foot of Cangyuan Mountain. The lake is beautiful and the water is beautiful. It is a rare place for spring outings. Every spring and summer, many wealthy families in Kyoto will come here to play in their spare time, and many scholars like to recite poems and have fun here.

Today is sunny and windy, so Yang Wanqing also invited her two sisters to go out for fun.

Liang Qiuyue, the granddaughter of Liang Chu, and Lu Ningke, the youngest daughter of Lu Shizhi.

In a teahouse on the shore of Cangyuan Lake, three sisters sat in a private room on the third floor, looking at the mountains and waters outside the window.

Yang Wanqing was wearing a light blue brocade dress, with tight sleeves and a long cowhide whip hanging from her waist, which made her look particularly heroic. However, her baby fat ruined her heroic temperament. Her curved eyebrows and chubby cheeks made her look more cute.

At this time, she leaned against the carved wooden window with a listless look, holding her cheek with one hand, looking at the beautiful mountain scenery.

"Sister Wanqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad today?" The pretty Lu Ningke looked at Yang Wanqing in confusion.

Liang Qiuyue, who was drinking tea on the side, looked at Yang Wanqing and laughed, "What else can it be? She must be worried about her marriage!"

"Oh, I know, it must be that my aunt forced Sister Wanqing to get married again!" Lu Ningke looked surprised, but looked at Yang Wanqing with a joking look.

Yang Wanqing tilted her head and sighed, "You are making fun of me."

Her good mother had been nagging her all night yesterday, and said that she would introduce her to some good men.

While nagging her, she poked her forehead, almost poking her head.

Lü Ningke walked to the window, glanced at the people playing below, and said with a smile: "There are many young men here, sister Wanqing, don't you like any of them?"

Yang Wanqing glanced down and said with disdain: "Most of these people are vulgar people who pretend to be elegant, I don't like them!"

Liang Qiuyue came forward and also glanced down, "Hey, isn't that Qu Shaogong?"

"Qu Shaogong, where is it?" Lu Ningke stretched his head and looked down.

Yang Wanqing also glanced, and saw that not far below the teahouse, several young men in luxurious clothes were surrounding a man with eyebrows like black jade and eyes like stars.

Beside the man was a girl in a goose yellow long skirt, who should be Qu Shaoshang, the princess of Nanhua.

Yang Wanqing naturally knew Qu Shaogong and Qu Shaoshang. Yesterday, he also followed Wang to the Zhou family's flower-viewing banquet.

However, this Qu Shaogong did not meet her fantasy of a future husband, because Qu Shaogong was a little weak. Although he was tall, he was too bookish and was not the upright man she wanted.

Yang Wanqing retracted her gaze, but at this moment, she suddenly saw a ray of light, as if something was reflecting.

She subconsciously raised her eyes and paused.

"That's it!"

An arrow seemed to emerge from the treetops in the distance, and there was a figure hidden in the branches and leaves. It was because her eyesight was better that she could see it more clearly.

Arrow!

She looked in the direction of the arrow in an instant, and the target was Qu Shaogong and others.

"Not good!"

The sound of the bowstring trembling came faintly, and she didn't have time to think about it. She suddenly jumped up and jumped out of the window.

"Sister Wanqing!" Lu Ningke shouted in shock.

Liang Qiuyue was also stunned, not understanding why Yang Wanqing suddenly jumped out.

Lu Ningke's shout attracted the attention of everyone below. Qu Shaogong looked up and saw Yang Qingwan flying through the air like a flying goose.

"Be careful!"

Yang Wanqing warned, and at the same time, the long whip on her waist was swung out instantly, with a whistling sound of breaking through the air, and chopped the arrow flying over.

Qu Shaogong didn't understand what was going on at first. The first thought in his mind was what this person was doing, but when he saw the arrow that was chopped off by the whip, his face suddenly changed.

"There is an assassin!"

He stretched out his hand to block his sister Qu Shaoshang behind him, and looked in the direction where the arrow came from.

Suddenly, the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

More than ten arrows flew again.

Yang Wanqing was in the air, her body shrank into a ball, and the long whip in her hand turned quickly, snapping the arrows in front of her.

But how could she block more than ten arrows by herself? An arrow still passed by her side and landed on an unlucky young man.

A shrill scream sounded, and all the people playing around were immediately panicked.

At this time, seven or eight tall figures appeared in front of Qu Shaogong and Qu Shaoshang.

"Prince, Miss, go!"

At the same time, five figures jumped out of the box on the third floor of the teahouse.

They were not Lu Ningke and Liang Qiuyue, but the maids and guards around Yang Wanqing.

"Miss, are you okay!"

The maid Baozhu looked at Yang Wanqing anxiously, and was relieved to see that Yang Wanqing was not injured.

The other two guards and two maids protected Yang Wanqing in front and behind.

"Go! Go to the teahouse!"

Yang Wanqing didn't waste any words and decisively rushed into the teahouse again.

At this time, more than ten figures jumped down from the treetops in the distance, holding weapons and running towards this side.

Before Qu Shaogong and his men rushed into the teahouse, the group had already rushed to the front of the teahouse.

"Kill!"

With a cold shout, more than a dozen assassins rushed towards Qu Shaogong.

Qu Shaogong looked gloomy, looking at the assassins with sharp eyes, and the guards around him had already met the assassins.

For a while, there were flashes of swords and shadows in front of the teahouse, and the sound of weapons colliding continued.

Inside the teahouse, Yang Qingwan watched the battle outside, but in her heart she was analyzing the strength comparison between the two sides.

There were more than ten assassins, and their cultivation was not low. They should have a cultivation of more than the fifth level of the acquired realm, and two of them should have a cultivation of the eighth level of the acquired realm.

The guards around Qu Shaogong were also strong, but there was only one martial artist of the eighth level of the acquired realm.

"I can't beat him!"

In a breath, Yang Wanqing judged the difference in strength between the two sides, "Brother Dahu, go and get the horse, let's run!"

She had been familiar with "Thirty-Six Strategies" since she was a child, so she naturally knew that running away was the best strategy of the Thirty-Six Strategies.

Although these people came for Qu Shaogong, who knows if they will implicate innocent people?

This is not Kyoto, and I don't know if there is anyone around to help.

"Ningke, Qiuyue!" Yang Wanqing did not forget to call her sisters.

Then they ignored the others around them and ran to the backyard of the teahouse. They all came on horseback and put the horses in the stable in the backyard.

There were dozens of horses and many carriages, all of which were left here by people who came to play.

"Brother Dahu, Brother Quan, let go of the horses and lead them out!"

Yang Wanqing jumped on her horse and did not forget to let go of the other horses.

At this time, you should be able to run away by riding a horse, but if you come to lead the horse again, you probably won't have so many opportunities.

"Sister Wanqing, what's going on?" Lu Ningke asked. She hasn't figured out what's going on yet.

"I'll explain it to you later, you go first!" Yang Wanqing glanced at Liang Qiuyue.

Lu Ningke is only fifteen years old this year, not even a warrior. Liang Qiuyue is older and is already a warrior, and has more ideas than Lu Ningke.

The two of them also had maids and guards around them, but the guards around them were not as good as Li Dahu and Zhang Quan around Yang Qingwan. Even the maids around Yang Qingwan were not as good as them.

Post-natal warriors are not cabbages, especially those above the fifth level of post-natal warriors. Except for the Yang family, few powerful families in Kyoto are willing to let post-natal warriors above the fifth level follow the younger generation as guards.

Liang Qiuyue understood Yang Wanqing's intention and hurriedly said, "Sister Ning Ke, let's go first!"

After that, they led the maids and guards and rushed out of the yard.

Yang Wanqing led Li Dahu and Zhang Quan to lead a few horses and ran towards the teahouse.

At this time, the battle in front of the teahouse was still going on, but Qu Shaogong and others had retreated a lot towards the lake. They were stopped by the assassins.

"Get on the horse!"

Yang Wanqing shouted, and at the same time swung the whip, which was accurately wrapped around Qu Shaoshang's waist. Qu Shaoshang exclaimed and was pulled onto the horse's back by her.

Seeing this, Qu Shaogong did not hesitate and jumped on the horse.

"Get on the horse, go!"

He shouted to his friends around him.

At this time, he could not care about anything else, as many as he could run.

Several people with good skills jumped on the horse's back and rushed towards Kyoto.

Yang Wanqing ran in the front. She looked back at the battle behind her. Fortunately, the guards around Qu Shaogong were still very powerful and stopped the group of assassins.

"Sister, please be gentle, I can't breathe!"

Qu Shaoshang's small face in front of her was flushed. Yang Wanqing was stunned and quickly relaxed her hand holding her chest.

"Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"No!" Qu Shaoshang sat in front of Yang Wanqing, panting violently.

Yang Wanqing held the reins with one hand and Qu Shaoshang with the other hand. Although they were two people riding a horse, their speed was a few points faster than others. In a moment, they had pulled more than ten feet away from others.

Yang Wanqing's horse was naturally a descendant of Hongyun. Although it was not the most powerful horse among the descendants of Hongyun, it was also a real BMW.

After running for nearly two quarters of an hour, Yang Qingwan finally saw the gate of Kyoto.

"Hongbao, stop!" She grabbed the reins and called to the horse under her.

Xilulu~~

Hongbao raised his head and neighed, and stopped.

The people behind him also stopped, and the group of people looked embarrassed at this time.

Qu Shaogong came forward, looked at Yang Wanqing, and then looked at Qu Shaoshang who was sitting in front of Yang Wanqing, and he was relieved immediately.

"Thank you for saving my life, young lady!" He clasped his fists and thanked.

Yang Qingwan nodded, "It's just a small favor, no need to thank me!"

"Today's incident may have implicated many innocent people. The prince should take people to check on those innocent people as soon as possible!"

Although they escaped, there were still many scholars and young ladies playing by the Cangyuan Lake at that time. In addition, there were some people around the teahouse, and there were many waiters and guests in the teahouse.

"I know, I will go to Shangwu Temple to ask for help, and please help take care of my sister!" Qu Shaogong said.

Yang Wanqing looked at the little girl in her arms and smiled gently, "Don't worry, I will take her home. After the prince finishes his business, he can come to my house to pick her up."

"Then I'll trouble you, the matter is urgent, I'll go first!"

After that, Qu Shaogong nodded to Qu Shaoshang again, and rode towards the city on horseback.

Yang Wanqing looked at his back, and then looked at the group of young men behind him. At this time, she felt that Qu Shaogong's scholarly spirit was a little less.

He acts decisively without any procrastination. Although he looks a little thin, he does not seem to be a weak person.

"Sister, which family are you from?" Qu Shaoshang raised his head and looked at Yang Wanqing and asked.

She is petite, and she is only fifteen years old now, and although Yang Qingwan has a baby face, she is very tall, so she sat in front of Yang Wanqing as if Yang Wanqing was holding a little girl.

"Jing'an Marquis Mansion! Follow me home first."

Yang Wanqing smiled.

"Okay!" Qu Shaoshang was not restrained and even shrank into Yang Wanqing's arms.

…

Jingan Hou Mansion.

Yang Zhengshan and Wang Mingzhe were refining elixirs in the pavilion at the foot of the back mountain.

In the past three years, he has not lost his skill in refining elixirs. Instead, he has been refining various elixirs. Now he can refine more than thirty kinds of elixirs.

Wang Mingzhe has also been studying alchemy and medical skills. In alchemy, he is much worse than Yang Zhengshan, but in medical skills, he has surpassed Yang Zhengshan. After all, Yang Zhengshan has not systematically studied medical skills, and Wang Mingzhe has been following Sun Wanzhen. study.

The master and the apprentice each guarded a stove and fanned the wind with a fan.

"Your father-in-law didn't come to see you today?" Yang Zhengshan asked while fanning himself.

If Wang Mingzhe doesn't go to the guard camp outside the city for training, he usually goes to Sun Wanzhen to learn medical skills and alchemy. Now he is regarded as an apprentice at the Imperial Hospital.

"My father-in-law went to Anhuai yesterday. King Anhuai is seriously ill. It is estimated that my father-in-law will have to stay in Anhuai for a while." Wang Mingzhe said lazily, leaning on the railing of the pavilion.

Although this kid is very interested in alchemy and medical skills, his lazy temper has not changed.

Yang Zhengshan opened the casserole and looked at the ointment inside. He felt that it was almost done, so he turned off the heat and rolled the balls.

At this time, Ding Qiu came over with a solemn expression, "Master Marquis, Miss Wanqing was attacked in Cangyuan Lake!"

When Yang Zhengshan heard this, his eyes narrowed, and an icy murderous intent instantly erupted.

Wang Mingzhe also trembled and suddenly raised his head to look at Ding Qiu.

"Are you injured?" Yang Zhengshan asked coldly.

"No, they are all back, and they have brought Princess Nanhua back with them!"

"The assassin's target is Prince Xingguo, and Prince Xingguo has already gone to Shangwu Temple to ask for help!"

Ding Qiu explained quickly.

The murderous intention in Yang Zhengshan disappeared instantly.

"What exactly happened?"

Ding Qiu said: "It's not very clear yet, Miss Wanqing only said this!"

Yang Zhengshan thought for a while and said, "Take people to Cangyuan Lake to see it."

"Here!"

Ding Qiu responded and left in a hurry.

"I'll leave this pot of Nine Treasures Refining Pills to you. I'll go see that girl Wanqing!" Yang Zhengshan stood up and said.

"Okay." Wang Mingzhe quickly took the pot lid from his hand.