Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Four fast horses galloped past, stirring up smoke and dust all over the place.The land in the northwest is windy and sandy, close to the vast desert, and it is a haze scene all day long.

When the word "Fuzhou" appeared in the field of vision, Yang Yanrong couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face.

"I'm here at the beginning of the rain, but I'm here, my wives, I'm here!" He secretly added a few words in his heart, and as soon as he hit the horse, the BMW under him let out a "sigh" Neighing, run more happily!Duan Menghuan pursed her lips and hurriedly followed.

Due to the chaos in the Central Plains, the Zhe clan sent troops to sweep Xiazhou, so that the area of ​​Fuzhou was empty of troops, so the pedestrians who came and went were guarded extremely strictly.Although the city gate was not closed tightly, it was guarded by heavy soldiers.

That day Yang Yanrong fought Li Jiqian at the foot of the city, making him famous in Fugu, so many people in this area knew him. When the soldiers guarding the city gate saw him coming, they were surprised. He didn't recognize him immediately. People, but that horse is Li Jiqian's mount, which was forcibly demanded by Yang Yanrong that day, how could he not recognize it?Take a closer look at the bald-headed guy on the horse, who is it if it's not Yang Daxiong?

Yang Yanrong stared at the excited soldiers in front of him with a smile, and asked with a smile: "Brothers, do you still remember me?"

"Is General Yang here?"

"Ah, it really is him!"

"See General Yang!" All of a sudden, all the soldiers in the city knelt down and performed the most solemn etiquette to Yang Yanshun!This is a respect for the return of heroes, and this is the highest etiquette for soldiers!

Yang Yanrong sat on the horse, raised his hands, and said with a smile: "Brothers, please get up quickly! Yang can't afford such a big gift!"

A capital officer was the first to stand up and greet him.This is a young man about 25 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of heroism, he turned his head and said loudly while walking: "Brothers, General Yang asked everyone to get up, you should get up quickly!"

"Thank you, General!" Everyone responded in a loud voice!Only then did they stand up, but everyone stretched their necks and looked at the admirable person in front of them!

"General, the villain Zhecun, I was lucky enough to witness the bravery of the general at the top of the city that day!" The man named Zhecun walked up to Yang Yanrong's side, knelt down on one knee, with one knee bent, and said respectfully: " General, please dismount!"

Yang Yanrong nodded, turned over, put one foot on the folded leg, and jumped off.

Zhecun stood up, passed Yang Yanshun, and said loudly: "Please, general!" He said, leading the way first.Jin Yu and the others were horrified, they didn't expect Yang Yanrong to have such a great influence in Fugu!With this in mind, Jin Yu pulled a soldier over and asked why.

The soldier gave Jin Yu a strange look, but he still told what happened when Yang Yanrong transported grain to Fugu.Jin Yu nodded, and only then did she understand the whole story.Since following Yang Yanrong these days, he really admires this son-in-law who doesn't care about trivial matters from the bottom of his heart. The princess is really blessed to marry him!

Of course Yang Yanrong didn't know what the people behind him were thinking, and with a smile on his face, he followed Zhecun into the Fugu city gate and went straight up the mountain.Due to the superior terrain of Fugu, it is a city built on a mountain, so it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.Yang Yanrong and others walked up the winding bluestone road, and soon, "Zhefu" was close in front of them.

Just now Zhecun wanted to send someone in to report, but was stopped by Yang Yanrong. He wanted to surprise his family. I haven't seen them for so long. How are you doing?The glamorous Sang Yuchu, the delicate and charming Ke'er, the mature and generous Su Yunqing, the highly skilled Murong Rong... Here, there are too many concerns about him.He doesn't need to be an emperor, and he doesn't need to command thousands of troops, because his heart is already here, and this place is his home!

Yang Yanrong is like a tired wanderer running around outside, home is always coming home!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yanrong threw down the reins and looked at the majestic and tall mansion with mixed feelings for a moment.Duan Menghuan smiled slightly, walked over and squeezed his hand, but didn't say anything!

Yang Yanrong sniffed, tightened his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come on, let's go in!"

"En! Let's go in!" Duan Menghuan nodded lightly, followed by Yang Yanrong.

The guards in front of Zhefu's gate were startled when they saw a large group of people coming. Everyone was holding their weapons tightly, and after seeing who was coming, they couldn't help but let go.Everyone straightened their backs, like soldiers waiting for a review.

Passing through the familiar doorway, he arrived at the backyard of the Zhefu. This is the place where he used to live!

Jing, this is Yang Yanrong's first feeling!He poked his head inside in surprise, how could it be so quiet where Ke'er stayed?She has always been the pistachio of the Yang family, and she never gets bored when bickering with Zhe Siying, did something happen?

Thinking of this, Yang Yanrong's heart sank!But soon, a relieved expression appeared on his face again, because he saw a familiar figure, it was her!

Dressed in a moon-white Ru skirt, with a white veil covering her face, Murong Rong is just coming!

At this time, Murong Rong was holding a bowl of steaming hot soup in her hand and lowered her head as she walked quickly, she didn't even notice that there were four people outside the doorway staring at her.

Yang Yanrong let go of Duan Menghuan's hand, quickly ran behind Murong Rong and hugged her light jade body.With the jade body in his arms, there is a refreshing feeling that makes the soul fly away.He couldn't help tightening his hands on the beautiful woman in his arms.

Murong Rong was startled, and immediately wanted to scream, but soon, the familiar feeling came back, it was him!Only he dared to embrace himself so boldly in broad daylight, and only he had such a reassuring smell.

Her shoulders trembled rapidly, Murong Rong opened her mouth, finally summoned up her courage, and called softly, "Yang Lang!"

The weeping "Yang Lang" made Yang Yanrong feel sad for a while. I don't know how these girls escaped Murong Fu's pursuit and retreated to Fugu safely. Thinking about it, they must have suffered a lot. !These are all my faults!

"Rongrong! I'm back!" Yang Yanrong pulled Murong Rong's fragrant shoulders, making her face him, looking at the medicine bowl she was holding in her hand, he suddenly screamed that something was wrong, and the expression on his face collapsed again down.

Murong Rong lowered her head, leaned her head lightly on his shoulder, and whispered: "We are all waiting for you to come back! We have been waiting all this time!"