Rebirth of the famous family

Chapter 629 The Grand Finale (20)
The son is only half a year old, what needs to be confessed, Jinse almost didn't roll her eyes when she heard the words, and secretly laughed at the man who was getting more and more stingy, felt embarrassment at Yang Songzhi's gaze, hurriedly pushed Yan Zongze, waited for him to walk away before rushing Yang Songzhi smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm very glad that brother Yang can come today."

Yang Songzhi got off his horse, looked at Jinse and smiled back but didn't speak.The letter he received was indeed written by Princess Pingle. In the letter, his sister did not advise him on anything, but simply told him that she and Li Guanyan were married, so that he should not think of her.And there is a plain note in the letter, which is an invitation letter from Jinse and his wife to meet him here when they asked him to have a baby tonight.

The two stood side by side, looking at the distant mountains and near the trees, Yang Songzhi said after a while, "You want to persuade me to return to Yan Kingdom..."

Jinse raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said: "I heard that brother Yang did not stop the soldiers from looking for letters from home today. Brother Yang has made his own decision in his heart, so why should I persuade him?"

In fact, since the Yan Kingdom gained a stable foothold, the Nanjin regime was doomed to be an instant firework in the long river of history, and it would not last long.With the help of the Min people, Wanyan Zongze drove the Nanjin army back into the Guanzhong. With Yang Song's ability, how could he fail to see that Nanjin's strength was exhausted, and any resistance would be nothing more than killing innocent soldiers, let alone the situation. Opportunity, Nan Jin was defeated, and the morale of the army was destroyed by Jin Se's attack from all sides. If he agrees to negotiate a peace at this moment, he can still save the lives of his wife and children. , but now he has no second way to go...

Yang Songzhi and Jinse looked at each other, seeing her clear eyes were full of joy and wisdom staring at him, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she restrained herself again, and said in a deep voice: "First, I am a general in Guanzhong. After returning to their hometowns, they will not accept any reorganization, they will be directly dispersed and returned to their hometowns, and they will never serve. Second, after they return to their hometowns, the court of Yan Kingdom will not investigate their crimes today, nor will they treat them differently. They are all lost, and the government needs to allocate two acres of fertile land for them to make a living. Fourth, the land of Ninggu was originally the land of King Bi of Jiangxi. After our army returned, the imperial court had to retain his title, as well as the original rights and status in this place. .”

Jinse listened to Yang Songzhi's words in silence, and saw that he was silent for a long time, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Brother Yang made four demands, but none of them was about himself. Thousands of great heroes?"

Yang Songzhi laughed at himself, "How can a defeated general be a hero? Even if the army's morale is not disturbed, the victory and defeat of this battle will be decided early. Why should I drag those soldiers to be buried with me?"

Seeing that the corners of his brows and eyes finally showed a bit of dejection, Jinse opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, finally sighed, and said, "Brother Yang, don't worry, since the imperial court recruited them, they won't embarrass the soldiers in the pass. Doing the act of breaking the trust of the people, now there is great chaos, the court has nothing else, but there is a lot of waste land, and there are few people to sow and cultivate. As for King Jiangbi, he has ruled this land for many years, and this place is self-contained. The folk customs are quite different from those in the Central Plains, and I believe that the people here are more willing to accept his governance, and there is King Jiangbi guarding this place for the court, so the emperor has nothing to worry about."

After Jinse finished speaking, her tone paused slightly, and she said again: "Brother Yang...the emperor heard that Brother Yang's ancestral home is in Yongzhou, and he must have wanted to go back and have a look when Brother Yang left his hometown all the year round...The emperor means that if Brother Yang is willing to surrender, Then he canonized Brother Yang as the King of England, and gave him the palace, and after returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors, it would be better if he lived in the capital forever..." Jinse lowered her voice as she lowered her eyes, and she couldn't bear to look at Yang Songzhi.

Jinse couldn't bear to hurt his face by speaking cryptically, but how could Yang Songzhi not understand that he had raised the flag of rebellion, established the imperial court, and became the emperor.After entering the capital, Naying Prince's Mansion will be a well for trapped beasts and a cage for hawks. In this life, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to step out of the capital.But such a result is already a good death that is hard to come by, maybe he should be satisfied.

Yang Songzhi laughed at himself again, and said, "I will turn on and off the book in three days' time."

Jinse's heart ached when she heard that, she bit her lower lip before smiling and said, "No matter what the world thinks or what history books say, in Wei Wei's mind, Big Brother Yang is always the one who is upright and kind, who cares about the common people, takes responsibility for righteousness, and stands upright. An upright man, he deserves to be called a hero."

Hearing what Jinse said, Yang Songzhi laughed loudly, and said: "If you hear Weiwei's words, I'm afraid Brother Yang won't have to go to the capital, he will die here right now."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows towards Wanyan Zongze's direction. Jinse followed his gaze and saw Wanyan Zongze staring at him with a frown. His face was really not very good-looking.Her cheeks were slightly red, and Yang Songzhi spoke again, saying: "Come on, the mountain breeze is really cool."

After he finished speaking, he quickly got on his horse. Seeing him turning his horse's head, Jinse couldn't help but chased after him for two steps before saying: "Brother Yang, I am innocent, my nephew is only three years old, I will ask the emperor for permission Growing up next to King Jiang Bi, the emperor is benevolent, so I think he will not disapprove."

Yang Songzhi reined in his horse and gave Jinse a grateful smile without saying thanks. He drove the horse like a lightning bolt through the night, and his figure was instantly submerged in the thick night.His figure disappeared, but Jinse was still staring at him blankly, and suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Yang Songzhi rushing into the house in his previous self-determination, his face was high-spirited, carrying the dignity and arrogance of a noble son, Yang Song's character was upright, He doesn't like the powerful, he is not greedy for pomp, he is a very free and easy person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, but it is a pity that he was tired by his family background and his father Yang Jian, and finally became the burial person of Yang Jian's ninety-five-year-old Huangliang Dream.

Jinse sighed slightly in her heart, and after Wan Yan Zongze hugged her waist bitterly and brought her onto the horseback, meeting his accusing eyes, Jinse couldn't help showing a funny face, and said to him, "The prince of jealousy !"

But it was already the third watch when Yang Songzhi returned to the barracks over there. He opened the curtain and stepped into the tent, but his body froze. He saw a person sitting on the east couch with willow leaf eyebrows and red phoenix eyes. It was his wife Wan. Mr. Qingxiang.Yang Songzhi froze for a moment, then stepped into the house, pulled off his cloak, and said in a low voice, "Why did you come to this frontier pass?"

When he asked this question, he was facing away from Mr. Wan Qingxiang and hung the cloak on the hanger. He didn't hear his wife speak for a while, and then he turned around, only to see that she had stood up from the bed, staring at her coldly, with a smile on her face. Like a cage of frost, then under his gaze, she strode forward and stood three steps away from him, then raised her hand hidden in her sleeve, that Qianqiansu was holding a thin piece of paper between her fingers, You don't need to look at Yang Songzhi to know that it is the divorce letter he sent back to Jiangbi Palace the day before yesterday.

(End of this chapter)