Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

The two of them were speechless.

After a long time, Qu Changkong said again: "You just want to compete with me?"

"Well, competing with you, first, to verify my feelings during this period, second, to tell you that my strength is not weaker than yours. Take good care of my granddaughter in the future. If my granddaughter is wronged, hehe, I will tear down your Duke's Mansion!"

Yang Zhengshan said with a fake smile.

He was mainly afraid that Yang Wanqing would be wronged in the Qu family. Although the Qu family is now harmonious and Qu Shaogong likes Yang Wanqing very much, who knows if there will be changes in the future.

If there is a change in the Qu family, if Qu Shaogong changes his mind, then Yang Wanqing will be isolated and helpless in Nanjiang Town. How can Yang Zhengshan rest assured?

So he competed with Qu Changkong today to tell Qu Changkong and other people in the Qu family that if Yang Wanqing is wronged in the Qu family in the future, he, as a grandfather, has the ability to seek justice for his granddaughter.

Qu Changkong's eyes widened, "Just because of this, how could I let my granddaughter-in-law be wronged? Don't worry, if the young palace dares to mess around outside, I will definitely break his legs!"

"Well, it's better to break two legs!" Yang Zhengshan nodded.

"..."

Qu Changkong was sweating.

Really beat him!

That's his grandson, and the only child of their Qu family.

Or wait until there is a great-grandson before beating him?

Qu Changkong felt that if there is a great-grandson, it doesn't matter even if he breaks his grandson's legs.

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Zhengshan said goodbye.

The next morning, everyone in the Yang family set off to return to Beijing. Compared with when they came, they traveled light on the way back.

The dowry was left behind, and the guards and servants who came with the dowry were also left behind.

The original team of more than a hundred people was reduced to less than twenty people. In addition to ten personal followers, there were only Yang Zhengshan, Yu Qingyi, Yang Mingcheng, Wang, Yang Chengye and Yang Mingzhao.

Yang Zhengshan no longer asked Ai Benhou to escort them. Do they still need an escort?

Don't be ridiculous. If they run into bandits again, they will be the bandits.

However, after leaving Nanhua City, Yang Zhengshan wanted to take Yu Qingyi and leave separately.

"You can return along the same route. Your mother and I need to do something before we go back!" Yang Zhengshan said to Yang Mingcheng.

Yang Mingcheng had no objection, and he would not worry about the safety of Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi.

"Oh, Dad, Mother, then we will leave first!" Yang Mingcheng said.

"Dad, Mom, I want to follow you!" Yang Mingzhao wanted to follow Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi.

Yang Zhengshan said: "You follow your eldest brother obediently. If you don't listen, I won't take you out in the future!"

We want to go to a world of two people, why bring you as a burden!

"Ah!" Yang Mingzhao hesitated, "But I want to follow my parents!"

"No!" Yang Zhengshan refused firmly.

Yu Qingyi rubbed his head, "Okay, you go home with your elder brother first, and we will go home in a few days!"

Yang Zhengshan had already discussed with her that they would travel back while enjoying the mountains and rivers.

Yu Qingyi has been staying in the inner house for many years. It is rare that Yang Zhengshan has the leisure to take her around, so she is naturally happy.

So the two irresponsible parents left their son behind and happily enjoyed the travel time that belonged to the two of them.

They did not rush to leave Nanjiang Town, but went into the Yunwu Mountain.

The Yunwu Mountain has beautiful scenery and countless various exotic flowers and plants. Yang Zhengshan also became interested and wanted to go on a treasure hunt.

Unfortunately, he thought too much. Where in the world can there be so many rare treasures, and rare treasures are not so easy to meet. If they can be seen everywhere, they are not rare treasures.

The two wandered in the mountains for several days and found no treasures, but they did find many beautiful plants, including flowers, herbs, and some wild fruit trees.

Yang Zhengshan dug some and transplanted them into the Lingquan space.

They wandered around in the misty mountains, not only did they not move forward in the direction of Kyoto, but they ran to the west of Nanjiang Town.

On a towering mountain, Yu Qingyi stood on the cliff, overlooking the misty forest below.

"Husband, look over there, there seems to be a town!"

Yu Qingyi pointed to the southwest and shouted.

Yang Zhengshan threw two peaches to Hongyun and Tianqing behind him.

Tianqing is Yu Qingyi's horse and Hongyun's son. He is ten years old this year. He looks handsome, has slender limbs, and is strong. He is only slightly inferior to Hongyun.

Yang Zhengshan walked to the cliff, took out a telescope and looked down, "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

After entering the mountains for several days, they should find a place to rest.

Although they can rest leisurely in the mountains, it is not as comfortable as living in a house.

"Can we go over?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the terrain below and said, "Yes! The mountain over there is relatively gentle, Hongyun and Tianqing should be able to go down!"

The cliffs could not stop their steps at all, but Hongyun and Tianqing could not. Hongyun and Tianqing could jump up to a height of two meters. If it was higher, it would be difficult for them to cross.

Well, they were not the most tired on this trip, but Hongyun and Tianqing.

Even if Hongyun and Tianqing were extraordinary horses, they still could not compare with the innate warriors.

"Then let's go down and take a look! It's just right to rest there for a night!" Yu Qingyi said.

Then, the two men and two horses walked down the mountain.

The two of them kept leaping through the mountains with ease, while Hongyun and Tianqing followed cautiously.

Sometimes the two horses hit a high place and dared not jump off, so they called Yang Zhengshan for help.

Yang Zhengshan was helpless and could only catch them below.

After picking up the two horses from a cliff, Yang Zhengshan said somewhat depressedly: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have taken you two with me!"

Xilulu~~

Hongyun shouted at him dissatisfiedly, as if to say that we were not willing to follow him yet.

Towards evening, the two of them arrived near the town. It should be a market town, but Yang Zhengshan didn't know the specific name.

Just as the two of them climbed over the last hill and were about to enter the town, they suddenly saw several figures fighting in the distance.

It's too far away to see clearly, but it can be seen that the cultivation level of those people seems to be quite high.

"That is?" Yu Qingyi was a little confused.

Yang Zhengshan took out the telescope again, "It seems to be an innate warrior!"

"Innate warrior! Where did the innate warrior come from?"

"Go over and take a look!"

Without saying a word, Yang Zhengshan flew towards the fighting position.

There is a lot of fun to be had, so of course you can’t miss it.

Anyway, they are here to play, and joining in the fun is also a kind of fun.

Soon the two of them came from the north of the market town to the west of the market town. Just as Yang Zhengshan guessed, there were actually two innate warriors fighting here, and there were more than a dozen warriors with good cultivation who were besieging a man and a woman.

Yang Zhengshan took a closer look and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"I didn't expect to meet someone I know here!"

Yu Qingyi came a little later and asked in surprise: "Familiar, who is it?"

"Look!"

"That's pretty girl!"

That's right, the party fighting in front of us is Xue Qiao'er, Xue Granny and Xue Zhongjin's group!

This is an unexpected coincidence, but it is not impossible.

Back then, Xue Qiaoer and her group left Kyoto to go to the Jinlong Dynasty, which was only a few dozen miles away.

"Grandma Xue seems like she can't hold on any longer!" Yu Qingyi said suddenly.

The person fighting Granny Xue was an old man wearing a red robe with black stripes embroidered on it. The old man had a very distinctive hooked nose, and his appearance gave people a sinister and vicious feeling.

This old man is very strong, a bit stronger than An Yuxing, but weaker than Taoist Xuanzhen.

Granny Xue was also stronger than An Yuxing, but not as strong as the hook-nosed old man.

But what surprised Yang Zhengshan the most was Xue Qiao'er. At this time, Xue Qiao'er still looked like a girl, but her hair had changed. The original black hair turned into snow white.

Moreover, the strength she displayed was not weak, and she was able to cope with the siege of three half-step innate warriors with ease.

In comparison, the situation of Xue Zhongjin and the four maids was much more embarrassing.

"One innate warrior, three and a half steps of innateness! This should not be from the Jinlong Dynasty!" Yang Zhengshan muttered.

If the Jinlong Dynasty had such great strength, Qu Changkong would probably be done with it long ago.

"Do you want to take action?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Yang Zhengshan looked at Granny Xue, who was retreating continuously, and said, "Go and help Miss Qiao'er!"

Now that they have met, they naturally want to help. After all, their Yang family has a close relationship with Xueling Palace.

Although Xue Qiaoer ran away to the Jinlong Dynasty in the past few years, the cooperation between the Yang family and Xueling Palace has not stopped, and has even continued to deepen.

However, the cooperation between the two parties was mainly hosted by Yang Mingzhi in Fuzhou City, which involved trading some supplies.

After saying that, Yang Zhengshan pulled out two short guns from Hongyun's back.

His Black Iron Spear was taken away by Yang Mingcheng. It was inconvenient to carry a long spear across mountains and rivers, so he could only hand the long spear to Yang Mingcheng and only brought two short spears with him.

In fact, he could put the Black Iron Spear into the Lingquan space, but around Yu Qingyi, it was difficult for him to use the Lingquan space.

He was hesitating whether to tell Yu Qingyi about the existence of Lingquan Space.

"Hahaha~~Senior Xue, long time no see!"

Picking up the short gun, Yang Zhengshan laughed and flew towards the fighting position between the two sides.

Grandma Xue, who was fighting, was slightly startled when she heard the sound, and looked at Yang Zhengshan who was flying over with the corner of her eyes.

She didn't recognize Yang Zhengshan at first, because Yang Zhengshan was dressed a little plainly at this time. In order to make it easier to climb the mountain, he changed into a smart outfit.

When the hook-nosed old man discovered that an outsider was interfering, he immediately withdrew vigilantly and retreated.

"Master Yang!" Granny Xue looked at Yang Zhengshan in surprise.

Yang Zhengshan came closer and grinned, "Senior Xue, do you need help?"

He looked at the hook-nosed old man eagerly. The fight with Qu Changkong was a bit unsatisfactory. Now he wanted to fight with the strong man to test his understanding of the artistic conception. At the same time, he also wanted to use the thunderous shot to his heart's content.

Granny Xue breathed a sigh of relief, "I can still handle it, please help Mr. Yang~~"

But she stopped before she finished speaking, because Yu Qingyi had already rushed into the battlefield.

"Then it's time to trouble Lord Yang. This person is an elder of the Martial Arts Temple and is not weak in strength. Lord Yang, be careful!" Granny Xue said in a deep voice.

The Temple of Martial Arts!

Yang Zhengshan's expression changed slightly. He knew something about the Martial God Temple.

In addition to the many kingdoms in the south of Daerong, there are two forces that require special attention, one is the Martial God Temple and the other is the Insect Valley.

Worm Valley is very mysterious, and even Da Rong knows very little about it.

However, the Martial God Temple is very high-profile. This Martial God Temple is similar to a sect power, but it is not a simple sect power. It is a power that is superior to the dynasty.

The Martial God Temple stands on Shenwu Mountain. The succession of the throne of the four dynasties around Shenwu Mountain must be approved by the Martial God Temple.

This shows how powerful the Martial God Temple is. Even the dynasty has to succumb to the Martial God Temple.

If we talk about high-end military power, the Martial God Temple should not be weaker than the Darong royal family.

Well, it is the Darong royal family, not the Darong Dynasty.

After all, there are many innate warriors in Darong who are not controlled by the Darong royal family.

"Your Excellency also wants to intervene in the affairs of our Martial God Temple?" said the old man with a hooked nose.

Yang Zhengshan looked at him, "This is the territory of Darong. Shouldn't you tell me in advance when you come to Darong!"

Although the Martial God Temple is strong, it is not strong enough to make Darong afraid.

To be precise, it should be the Martial God Temple that is more afraid of Darong.

The old man with the hooked nose frowned, "It seems that today can't be settled peacefully!"

Yang Zhengshan raised the short gun in his hand, "Let's fight first, everything will be fine if you win, but if you lose, then there is no use in saying anything!"

"Yang Zhengshan, Marquis of Jing'an of the Darong Dynasty, please teach me!"

Yang Zhengshan first reported his name.

It's not that he wants to show off, but he is afraid that he can't beat the other party. Reporting his name first and pulling the big flag of Darong can also make the other party afraid, so as not to kill him.

"Chai Wujie of the Martial God Hall, please teach me!" Chai Wujie raised the long sword in his hand.

Facing Chai Wujie, Yang Zhengshan naturally would not hold back, and he would use all his strength as soon as he attacked.

Waving two guns, the sharp spear tip merged into one, and rushed towards Chai Wujie.

However, Chai Wujie's strength was much stronger than Qu Changkong. He easily resolved Yang Zhengshan's spear light and waved his sword to launch a counterattack.

His sword was extremely powerful, and each sword seemed as heavy as a mountain. Even though Yang Zhengshan's strength far exceeded that of ordinary innate warriors, it was still very difficult to resist Chai Wujie's sword.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, and Yang Zhengshan was not surprisingly at a disadvantage.

Granny Xue next to him adjusted her state and was about to step forward to help, but Yang Zhengshan stopped her and said, "Don't worry, Senior Xue, I can still handle it!"

Granny Xue hesitated for a moment, "Lord Yang, be careful!"

Chai Wujie's eyes flashed when he heard it, "Very good, you dare to fight me alone, I respect you as a man!"

"You don't respect me, but I am also a man!" Yang Zhengshan kept swinging his two guns. Although he was talking, his offensive did not slow down at all.

However, he was somewhat uncomfortable using two short guns to fight. If he had the black iron gun in his hand, he would not have fallen into a disadvantage so quickly.

A knife swept across, Yang Zhengshan raised his gun to block, but the heavy force made him retreat more than ten steps involuntarily.

This does not mean that Chai Wujie's strength is greater than Yang Zhengshan, but because the mystery attached to the skills that Chai Wujie practiced has a heavy power.

Every move has the characteristics of being as heavy as a mountain. In comparison, Yang Zhengshan's understanding of the mystery of Yimu Changchun Gong is mainly based on change, and in conjunction with his understanding of the only self realm, this makes his moves more arbitrary and more changeable.

Although Chai Wujie is strong, Yang Zhengshan is not powerless to resist. He even almost hit Chai Wujie's vital points several times.

However, Chai Wujie is also a strong man who has experienced many battles. Whether it is combat experience or strength, he is very strong.