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Jingming led his personal guards and waited not far from Yang Shuo. The young master was feeling miserable and there were some things he would not tell a servant like him, and in fact he would not tell anyone else.

The weather was so cold that if they lay down any longer they would freeze to death, so they had to go forward and wake up Yang Shuo.

"Let's go back to the camp." Yang Shuo shook off Jing Ming who wanted to support him. He couldn't show weakness in front of anyone.

Yang Shuo whistled a few times, and a big black horse with shiny fur came running over. It was his mount "Shenfeng". He jumped on the horse and rode away.

Chunhe and Jingming worked together to take off Yang Shuo's armor. The thin cotton coat inside had long been soaked with sweat and the blood of the enemy, and became cold and hard, without any warmth.

But after winning the battle, Yang Shuo was extremely excited.

Chunhe was helping to wash her hair from behind, rubbing it quickly because there was a brazier in the room and it was cold.

Jingming had already brought a pot of mutton and a pot of strong liquor. Yang Shuo picked up a large piece of meat with chopsticks and started to eat it, and did not forget to instruct, "You guys go down to eat too. After dinner, please invite the generals above the fifth rank to come to the meeting."

The two of them agreed and went out.

Two quarters of an hour later, all the generals gathered in the commander's tent in high spirits.

The deputy general reported the results of the battle, saying that a total of 3,582 enemy soldiers were killed and their bodies were buried on the spot. 300 war horses were also seized.

After a year without any achievements, this battle was a great victory, which was worthy of the people's support. Yang Shuo stood up and said, "I will draft a battle report tonight and send it to the capital at an urgent speed of 800 miles to ask for your credit."

"Thank you, General." All the generals stood up and saluted in unison.

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"Great victory in Mobei, great victory in Mobei!"

No one dared to delay the urgent military report that traveled eight hundred miles, and it was delivered directly to the emperor's desk.

After seeing it, the emperor was very pleased.

Every day in the court, there were quarrels and no happy things. Now, finally, there was a great victory, which was a good omen for the new year. He gave Dingbei Marquis Mansion a pair of Eryu Ruyi on the spot, and ordered the Ministry of War to reward the meritorious soldiers according to their merits. He even remembered Yang Lin, who had been neglected by him in the harem for many days, and gave her a box of Dongzhu.

The series of rewards kept everyone busy, but the news quickly spread throughout the capital.

When Lin Zhi returned home, he told Yang the good news and asked the housekeeper to prepare gifts.

"My father will surely be busy welcoming and seeing off guests, so let's go over and congratulate him tomorrow."

Yang was not unhappy, but the news related to the battlefield was not simple. Was Yang Shuo injured? Did he take over the military camp smoothly after his elder brother left? Only relatives would think about these things, instead of focusing on the benefits of promotion that a great victory could bring.

"Madam is right. I asked the butler to prepare a generous gift. Is Chang Qing at home? If he is, I would ask him to deliver it."

"My son is busy all day and I haven't talked to him for a long time." Speaking of Lin Changqing, Yang complained a little.

Lin Zhi twirled a strand of beard on his chin and said, "Isn't this a good thing? He has grown up and knows how to make progress. When there is a vacancy in the future, I can help him find a job."

Yang was happy for her son's progress, but she also felt that he was keeping something in his heart, and he couldn't tell anyone!

"I recently found several portraits of girls, but my son didn't even look at them. They don't look like him at all. He used to give me comments on them. Even if he didn't like them, at least he had seen them!"

Lin Changqing will be twenty years old after the New Year, and it is time for him to get married.

"Could it be that he fell in love with someone, but didn't tell us because he was afraid that we would disagree?" Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows.

Yang's hand trembled and the tea bowl fell to the ground with a thud.

The maid outside heard the noise and hurried in to clean up.

After everyone left, Yang spoke up, "Now that you put it that way, it really does seem like it! Lord, if this boy likes a nice girl from a small family, it's not a big deal, but what if he likes a woman of questionable character?"

Lin Zhi shook his head. "Don't scare yourself. Find a chance to ask first. After you find out, we can discuss how to deal with it. As long as they are from a good family with a clean record, it doesn't matter if their family background is not so good. It's okay to marry a wife with a low profile. Of course, it would be a good thing if you can marry a woman from a high-class family."

After being married for so many years, Yang understood Lin Zhi's thoughts. However, with her family becoming increasingly prominent and an unclear future, Yang did not want her son to cling to the rich and powerful.

After serving Lin Zhi, he went to Lin Changqing's yard. When he entered the door, he saw Kang Bao delivering clothes.

Yang was in charge of the household affairs, and she had to ask about the little girl who came into her son's yard. Lin Changqing had just said that he was doing a favor for a friend and insisted on signing a living contract. Seeing that the girl was very young, Yang did not insist on a permanent contract.

"Kang Bao, how did you know the young master?"

Kang Bao didn't know whether the young master had told his family about Weng Xiaoxiao's situation, so he didn't dare to say anything. "Madam, I am the adopted sister of the young master's friend. I have nowhere to stay, so I asked the young master to give me a bowl of rice."

"Oh? Which friend? Why didn't he take care of you?"

"Weng Xiao."

This name sounded familiar to Yang. She must have heard her son mention it before.

"Go down."

Kang Bao bowed and left, and met Lin Changqing who had just returned at the gate.

"Master, the lady is waiting for you in the room."

Lin Changqing nodded and let Kang Bao go down.

He rubbed his brows before entering the house, thinking that his mother must have arranged another blind date for him.

"Mom, if we want to see the portrait, let's do it another day. I'm very tired." He yawned as he said this.

"Tell me honestly, do you have someone in your heart? Let me make it clear first, we don't allow mistresses in our family. If you do, deal with it immediately. If your father finds out, he will be in trouble!"

"No, there is no mistress!" Lin Changqing hurriedly denied.

"Who is that?" Yang sat up straight, as if she was determined not to let the matter rest until it was clear today.

Lin Changqing walked over and sat on the other side of Yang, then reached out and poured a cup of tea.

He has been avoiding this issue and doesn't know how to mention Weng Xiaoxiao. He is really afraid that if he says it, there will be no chance of redeeming the relationship. He has been putting it off until now, and it seems that he can't put it off any longer today.

"Mom, Weng Xiao's real name is Jiang Xiaoxiao. She is the eldest daughter of Jiang Liangcai, a former doctor of the Imperial College. But Jiang Liangcai abandoned her and arranged for her to fend for herself in the countryside. Her mother was in poor health, so she had to come to the city to make a living and seek treatment. Unfortunately, she was not cured and died early. She didn't want to live with her father, so she wrote books to earn money to support herself. Debao and Kangbao were two beggars she rescued..."

He knew that if he didn't explain clearly, his mother would definitely investigate again, so he just told her everything he knew.

Yang opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time. The whole thing was too shocking.

According to the secular concept, Weng Xiaoxiao was a traitor and an unfilial person, but Yang couldn't say a word to blame Weng Xiaoxiao. After all, people who abandon their wives and children should be held accountable by heaven, and people should not blame an orphan who makes a living on her own.

But in fact, everyone may be a hypocritical moralist who is ruthless when preaching to others.

It is not clear whether it is a blessing or a curse for my son to fall in love with such a wonderful woman.