The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

The residence of the Sangong Jiuqing is also here.

As he walked, Xi Ce stopped in his tracks, with a slight smile on his face, "Here, this is where we will live tonight."

"Xi Ce, are you kidding me?"

Looking at the three gilded characters on the plaque, Cao Xing, even the self-proclaimed 'hero', couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

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Before answering the trick, he raised his legs and walked up the stairs, leaving Guo Jia and the three of them where they were.

The door of Zhu Qi's mansion was wide open, and Xie Tse stepped forward, instead of rushing in rashly, he cupped his hands and asked the doorkeeper: "This little brother, dare to ask Mr. Yang Ting, is he in the mansion? "

Upon hearing this, the servant at the gate looked up and down at the poor-looking play, and said doubtfully, "Your Excellency is..."

The Yang family in Luoyang, and even the entire Han Dynasty, was a well-known and prestigious family, and the people who made friends with each other on weekdays were also rich and powerful.Anyone with a little discernment can see the appearance of the play, a down-and-out Confucian scholar.

Xi Ce waved at Chen Wei, and when Chen Wei came, Xi Ce asked him to take off the token on his waist, then took it and handed it to the servant at the door, "Give this token to your son, he will come out after reading it." pick me up."

The servant was skeptical, and took the token to report to the mansion.

Not long after, the eldest son of the Yang family rushed straight out of the mansion in a hurry.

When he saw the rickety scholar standing at the door, Yang Ting was overjoyed, he was surprised and happy, and immediately blurted out: "Xi Ce, why are you here!"

Then he swept his eyes around, not only the play tricks, but also Chen Wei and Cao Xing.As for Guo Jia and Huang Zhong, Yang Ting didn't know each other well.

But since he was able to follow the drama, he was not an outsider after all.

Yang Ting was entertaining distinguished guests in the mansion today, but the manager came to report that someone had come to ask for an interview, and handed over the sign.

There are two bold yet elegant words engraved on the sign: Wolf Riding.

Those memories that had been buried in the depths of my heart all rushed to my heart in an instant,

From trying to escape when he first joined the wolf cavalry, to slowly integrating into the wolf cavalry camp, and becoming a qualified soldier; from a recruit who would vomit all the way to killing people, he has grown into a decisive leader of hundreds of people; The quarrels of the brothers, and the parting of life and death later...

The ups and downs in it can be described as everything.

So the moment Yang Ting saw the wolf riding token, he rushed out of the mansion almost recklessly.

Sure enough, it was them!

At that moment, Yang Ting's mood couldn't be more excited.

"Huacha, Yang Ting, it's actually your bastard!"

Cao Xing rubbed his eyes, at first he thought it was the wrong person, but after a closer look, it turned out to be Yang Ting.When I was happy, all kinds of nonsense words spit out from my mouth.

He never dreamed that he would meet Yang Ting here, and looking at Yang Ting's posture, it was obvious that he was the son and young master of this mansion.

Guo Jia and Huang Zhong didn't recognize the son of the aristocratic family, so they stayed quietly where they were.Judging from the relationship between Yang Ting and Xi Ce, tonight's accommodation must be settled.

"Is there something wrong in the mansion?" Xi Ce asked in a low voice.He saw that Yang Ting was wearing onyx, with a filial cloth on the upper end of his left sleeve, which indicated that some male members of the Yang family had passed away, and they were also Yang Ting's elders.

Mentioning this, the joy on Yang Ting's face dimmed, and his tone became a bit more sad: "When winter entered last year, my grandfather let go and returned home, and passed away suddenly."

When the old Taiwei died, the emperor heard the news and was very sad. He wore mourning clothes and did not go to court for three days. He gave Dongyuan a coffin, clothes, 300 million yuan and [-] pieces of cloth.He also issued an imperial edict to mourn, and ordered Zuo Zhonglang to serve as an envoy to hold the festival, and posthumously presented Yang to General Hussars and Sikong Yinshou.

When it was time for the burial, Liu Hong ordered the censor to attend the funeral at the festival. Lantai ordered ten people to send Habayashi knight Qingche Jieshi.

Officials below the Duke and Minister of the court were required to attend the funeral, and were given the posthumous title of Wenlie, and their son Yang Biao succeeded him.

Yang Biao is Yang Ting's father.

When the parents pass away, their children have to observe filial piety for three years.

Yang Ting's father and uncles, to show their filial piety, set up drafting reeds next to the old Taiwei's cemetery to accompany him every day.This kind of filial piety won the praise of the people at that time.

Therefore, in the current Yang family's mansion, before his father and uncles returned from their filial piety, Yang Ting naturally became the person in charge, responsible for entertaining guests and handling family affairs.

"Alas! The old Taiwei devoted all his life to the Han family, and he has made countless achievements. I was born late, and I regret not being able to pay a visit before I was alive. Now that I know that I am going west on a crane, it hurts! It hurts!"

The news of the old Taiwei's passing made the drama extremely depressed, beating his chest and feet, mourning deeply.

When he wailed like this, Yang Ting also felt sad and uncomfortable.

Compared to the wailing of the drama, Chen Wei just patted Yang Ting's shoulder lightly, and comforted him: "The dead are gone, and the mourning will change."

When he first entered the wolf riding camp, Yang Ting couldn't stand the pain and always wanted to escape. It was Chen Wei who was ordered to arrest him again and again.

After entering the mansion, Xi Ce proposed to pay homage to the old Taiwei and offer two sticks of incense to show his late life's respect.

With such a heart, Yang Ting naturally allows it.

After paying homage to the old Taiwei, it was getting late, because during the mourning period, you can't talk loudly, and you can't hold a big banquet to entertain guests.

Therefore, Yang Ting arranged for the stewards in the mansion to take Xi Ce and others to go down to rest for a while, and then deliver the meals to their rooms.

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After dinner, Xi Ce and the others fell asleep one after another.

The bright moon rises and hangs high in the sky.

The frosty moonlight poured down, adding a bit of loneliness to this spacious and deep mansion.

In a daze, Xi Ce, who was still lightly asleep, seemed to hear the sound of the piano, as if floating from far away.

Listen carefully, the sound of the piano curls up.

Over the years, Xi Ce has listened to countless piano sounds, whether it is a famous master or a hidden sage in the mountains, the tunes they played have never made Xi Ce feel this way.

This feeling made him feel that his whole body was flying into the sky, floating freely between the sky and the earth.It seemed that there was no prison in this world that could hold him anymore.

Fly, float, float, float...

Unconsciously, fell into the clear lake.

A pair of slender jade hands flicked the ten fingers, stirring the pool of spring water, causing ripples and echoing in the heart.

With a low sound, Xi Ce slowly opened his eyes.

He got up and went to bed, put on his shoes, socks and clothes, opened the door, and walked out.

He has always liked Qin music, so he decided to visit the master in the mansion.

The music is high and few, and it is hard to find a bosom friend.