dandy city lord

Chapter 23 Contradict!

Under Yang Hu's domineering publicity, he ate the meal to the fullest. Seeing that it was almost time, he respectfully sent the old ancestor to the backyard, and had to have a good talk with the old ancestor.

The grandfather and grandson sat down in the backyard, and Murong Yu obediently brought the tea tray and tea set, but Yang Hu waved him away, and Hou waited on him.

Yang Hu boiled the spring water in the small stove, ironed the pot, warmed the cup, set the tea at high speed, scraped the foam, and poured it low. Hehe smiled: "Please let the ancestors smell the fragrance!"

Yang Weiye kept watching Yang Hu make the tea, took the teacup and smelled it lightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

When did this kid learn this trick?Although it is different from his own method, but his method also reflects the five flavors in the tea, so it is not as bad as his own method?
Murong Yu was even more as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widened in astonishment, would this dude do this?

Yang Hu also poured a glass for himself, just sat down and glanced back at Murong Yu: "Go and ask Bai Ying to bring the child out for the ancestor to hug."

He was obviously dismissing Murong Yu, the old ancestor didn't say a word, the child will naturally have his own life when he grows up.

Seeing Murong Yu walk away with his confession, Yang Weiye shook his head and smiled at Yang Hu: "You boy! You have grown up, so you can't treat your wife better?"

Yang Hu raised his head carelessly, and drank a cup of hot tea: "If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles."

Yang Weiye took a sip from the teacup and savored it slowly for a while, then put down the teacup: "Tell me! What do you think?"

Yang Hu put down his cup, and suddenly laughed: "I don't have any idea. I just want some supplies. I was embezzled by Yang Baogui too much in the past, and now I need to make up for the deficit."

On the thin cheeks of the ancestor of the Yang family, the eyelids couldn't help but twitch. How could this kid speak out about this matter with confidence?It seems to have grown up a bit.

He took a deep breath, raised his teacup to drink up the sweet amber soup, calmly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and waited to see what kind of tricks Yang Hu was going to play.

Yang Hu quietly peeked at the face of the old ancestor, and laughed sinisterly in his heart.

There are so many descendants of the Yang family in Tiecheng, if the ancestor hadn't received information about his sudden change, how could he come here through his great-grandson's full age, who is the ancestor of the Yang family.

No one knows better than Yang Hu!
Yang Hu calmly filled the old ancestor with tea, then took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper from his bosom, and spread it out in front of the old ancestor.

In the middle of the yellow paper, there is a ghostly drawing symbol, with a small square drawn, and some messy horizontal lines drawn with a pen and ink on the side, besides that, there are a few large arrows drawn with charcoal, pointing in all directions.

Yang Weiye looked at the piece of paper in front of him, frowned slightly, and his eyes froze.

The ancestor of the Yang family watched carefully. Murong Yu and Bai Ying came out with the child in their arms, but he didn't even look up.

Yang Hu was beside him pouring himself a drink full of pride!The two women were at a loss.

Finally, after half a stick of incense, the ancestor of the Yang family raised his head and stared at Yang Hu: "I can give you supplies and weapons. However, you have to bring 150 clansmen in Zhangyu City."

Yang Hu rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Are you sure?"

The old ancestor smiled and nodded.

Yang Hu narrowed his eyes and stared at the teacup on the table, and knocked lightly on the tea table. After a while, he looked up at his ancestor and smiled evilly: "There is no military position, no official rank, no military salary, no Take your followers and start as a soldier."

The smile on the face of the smiling ancestor froze, and there was a gleam of needles in his narrowed eyes, and he stared at Yang Hu: "Twenty."

The smile on Yang Hu's face suddenly turned cold, and he stared back sharply: "You should know how they have looked at me these years. If you want to earn a living under my command, you have to have the awareness that you must die."

As Yang Hu said, he turned his head and glanced at Murong Yu and Baiying next to him, then cast Yin Jiu's gaze at the old ancestor, and snorted coldly: "Whoever dares to be domineering after entering my city will have to die on the battlefield. I No mercy to anyone."

Yang Hu showed his sharpness in front of his ancestors, and he felt chills in Murong Yu and Baiying beside him, and he also got a little understanding of their riddle-like conversation.

The Zhangyu City mentioned by the ancestors of the Yang family is the city used by the Yang family of Tiecheng to train the disciples of the Yang family. Any Yang family child who enters the city has to rely on himself to eat, drink and sleep.

In that city without any supplies and no people with other surnames, there are thousands of Yang family disciples, and there is only one thing to do every day, to defeat the people around you, whether it is uncles, brothers, sisters or aunts.

Only by defeating others can you be qualified to eat and drink.

Such training will take three years to complete.

If you want to lead these disciples of the Yang family to go out to control Yucheng, there is only one chance, and the city war is about to break out!

The ancestor agreed to supply Yang Hu with supplies and weapons, and let him take Zhang Yucheng people with him, which meant that there was going to be a war in Lincheng Prefecture.

And Yang Hu back then, although he was loved by his ancestors, was a disciple of the Yang family who was not even qualified to enter the Zhangyu City, and he was ridiculed by the people surnamed Yang.

How could he easily agree to lead the disciples of the Yang family in Zhangyu City, and if he didn't kill those guys on the battlefield, it would be considered very kind of him!

If the old ancestor insisted on letting those clansmen not take official titles and follow Yang Hu's army, he also had hundreds of ways to make those guys die for the Yang family.

When the ancestor heard Yang Hu's answer, helplessness flashed in his eyes: "It's been a few years, why do you still remember what happened back then?"

Yang Hu's face was full of hatred, and he said arrogantly: "I don't care how many years. I don't care who they are. If you want to eat and drink from me, you have to have that consciousness. Let's go, turn against me one by one, and treat me as worse than horse shit. I'm not in the mood to see them."

The old ancestor was rejected by Yang Hu for a while, and now he heard that he brought out his wife to suppress him, and finally couldn't help but slapped the table: "You boy has turned the world upside down. You don't even listen to my words."

Yang Hu looked at the old ancestor and smiled coldly: "If you are not willing to provide supplies and weapons, then the family will not even think about taking a share of the interests in my hands."

He said with a cold snort: "When grandma left, how did you explain it? Once grandma left, no one in the family cared about me, and everyone looked down on me. Who cared about me?"

"In the end, I was exiled to the Linzhou City Mansion. Hmph! I don't need to give face to anyone." Yang Hu slapped his teacup arbitrarily, and said coldly to Murong Yu and Bai Ying: "Follow me into the house. "

This arrogant guy actually left his ancestors in the courtyard, and walked into the house with two concentrating wives holding their breath.

The ancestor of the Yang family watched Yang Hu angrily bring his two granddaughters-in-law into the house, and there were some strange smiles in his eyes, he shook his head and sighed at the empty yard: "This kid, he looks more and more like His father."

In the empty courtyard, an unpredictable voice suddenly sounded, "I think Thirteenth Young Master has grown up! He has his own opinions."

(End of this chapter)