Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

"Grandpa, I know!" Yang Chengmao grinned.

"Well, when you get married, go to the Guards to train. After a few months of training, this anger will come out!" Yang Zhengshan said.

"Grandpa, is my marriage settled?" Yang Chengmao asked with shining eyes.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but joked: "Why? Do you want to get married?"

"Well, a little bit! I want to go to the Guards as soon as possible!" Yang Chengmao scratched his head and said.

"..."

Yang Zhengshan was shocked by him.

Want to get married early in order to go to the Guards as soon as possible?

Instead of thinking about having a warm bed with your wife, you want to train with a group of big men!

Grandson! Your father is still waiting for you to carry on the family line! Let's focus on your wife first.

"Ahem, your marriage has not been decided yet, but it should be soon! Your grandmother has asked your aunt to find out the news!"

Although Yang Zhengshan was too busy to take care of his family during this period, he still had Yu Qingyi at home, so he didn't need to worry too much.

As for the eldest granddaughter of the Haichang Marquis's Mansion, Yang Mingzhi had only one requirement, that is, virtuous.

A future daughter-in-law!

The more virtuous the better.

Yang Mingzhi was ambitious, and he never thought of using his son's marriage to make friends with the powerful. He didn't ask Yang Chengmao to marry a young lady from the Marquis' Mansion like Yang Chengye, but only wanted to find a virtuous wife for Chengmao.

So Yu Qingyi asked Yang Yunxue to find out about the personality of the eldest granddaughter of the Haichang Marquis's Mansion.

The Haichang Marquis' Mansion was different from the Dongping Marquis' Mansion. The Dongping Marquis' Mansion had always been in the Dongping Qianhu Office, so if you wanted to find out about their family news, you could only send someone to the Dongping Qianhu Office.

The Haichang Marquis's Mansion has always been in Kyoto. If you want to find out about their family, you only need to ask the officials and their wives in Kyoto.

As the saying goes, good news doesn't go out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles.

If the Haichang Marquis's Mansion has any bad reputation, it will definitely be known in the circle of the powerful.

"Oh!" Cheng Mao was a little disappointed to hear that he was still asking for news.

Yang Zhengshan ignored his little thoughts and turned to look at Qingwan.

"Are you secretly practicing whips again!"

"Ah, Grandpa, did you see it?" Qingwan looked at Yang Zhengshan with a pair of big eyes.

Yang Zhengshan said unhappily: "You are almost throwing the gun out of flowers, how can Grandpa not see it?"

I don't know what evil this girl has. There is no warrior who uses whips in the whole Yang family, but she likes to practice whips.

It's not that whips are bad. Weapons naturally have their own strengths.

But the problem is that the Yang family has passed down spear skills, but a girl who likes to practice whips appeared.

The key is that this girl has been practicing with a gun before, and now she has changed to practicing with a whip, which seems a bit out of place.

"Hehe, Grandpa, I think the whip is more powerful than the gun!"

"..."

Girl, if someone else said this, your grandpa would definitely beat him to death.

Saying that the whip is more powerful than the gun in front of a master of gun skills is simply a humiliation!

Yang Zhengshan looked at the cute little girl with a headache.

When she was a child, this girl was not a quiet person. She looked much more quiet when she grew up, but she didn't expect that she would start to rebel now!

Not practicing with a gun, but practicing with a whip, it's really a headache.

"Forget it, if you want to practice with a whip, practice with a whip, don't practice with a gun in the future, you won't be able to practice anything like this." Yang Zhengshan said helplessly.

In fact, whips and guns also have something in common, both can be used to whip people.

As for whether this will affect Yang Qingwan's training progress, it will definitely have an impact, but it won't affect too much.

The foundation of the training of the martial artist in the body-building realm is the body, and it doesn't matter what weapon is used.

With Yang Qingwan's physique, it will be easy for her to become a warrior next year.

However, weapons will affect her combat effectiveness. She will definitely not be able to practice well in this way. She may have many flaws in the future battles, so if she wants to change, she should change as soon as possible and not drag it out.

"Thank you, Grandpa. I knew that Grandpa is the best!" Yang Qingwan said with a smile.

Yang Zhengshan didn't want to pay attention to this girl anymore, "Okay, you all go and practice on your own!"

This girl actually said that the whip is more powerful than the gun!

Hum~~

The old man is very angry!

"Grandpa, then the grandson will leave first!"

Yang Chengmao turned around and wanted to leave, but Yang Qingwan was shy, looking at Yang Chengmao for a while and then at Yang Zhengshan for a while.

Yang Chengmao didn't wait for Yang Qingwan because he was going to the front yard.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the shy little girl, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Grandpa, I want to ask you for something!" Yang Qingwan came to Yang Zhengshan, pinched Yang Zhengshan's shoulders, and said flatteringly.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhengshan couldn't figure out what the girl was thinking.

"Can I make my own decision on my marriage?" Yang Qingwan said.

Yang Zhengshan was stunned and turned to look at her.

The little girl's bright eyes flashed with stubbornness.

He smiled, "Yes, but you must get married before the age of 20!"

After the age of 20, you will be an old maid, and it will be difficult to get married!

It was rare that Yang Qingwan wanted to make her own decision, so Yang Zhengshan naturally had no reason to disallow it.

As for why it was limited to before the age of 20, there was nothing he could do about it. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, and he had to respect the customs here.

If you don't follow the customs, you will be pointed at and hurt by rumors.

Yang Zhengshan hopes that the little girl can find her ideal person, but he also hopes that she will not suffer some unnecessary harm.

Just like Zhou Lan, the pain in her heart is probably only known to herself.

"Really!" Yang Qingwan didn't expect Yang Zhengshan to agree so readily, and she couldn't believe it for a while.

"Of course it's true!" Yang Zhengshan reached out and rubbed her little head, and smiled: "But you have to be careful, there are many unfaithful people in this world!"

Yang Qingwan was very surprised, but said confidently: "Grandpa, don't worry, Qingwan's husband will definitely be a man of integrity."

"My husband, you little girl, don't talk nonsense, if your mother hears it, she will definitely teach you a lesson!" Yang Zhengshan sneered.

Hearing this, Yang Qingwan shrank her neck, then looked around, and after making sure that Wang was not here, she laughed.

"Grandpa, my mother!"

"Go and talk to her yourself!" Yang Zhengshan refused without hesitation.

If he talks about this kind of thing, he will be blamed!

Well, he agreed. Even if he doesn't tell Wang, Wang will probably blame him in her heart.

"Oh! Then I'll tell my mother myself!" Yang Qingwan was not disappointed. With grandpa's consent, even if her mother was unwilling, she would not dare to refute.

Hehe~~

Grandpa is so nice!

Looking at the little girl who left happily, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"This girl will definitely not be worry-free in the future!"

After resting for two days, Yang Zhengshan resumed the habit of going to and from the yamen.

In the morning, he went to the general's mansion on time, had lunch at the general's mansion at noon, and went back to the marquis' mansion at about twilight in the afternoon. As an office worker, Yang Zhengshan said that going to and from work on time is a traditional virtue that office workers should have.

However, after all, no one in Chongshan Town can control Yang Zhengshan, so Yang Zhengshan's time is still very flexible. When he got tired of sitting in the study of the general's mansion, he went to the military camp to take a look. If he came back from the military camp early, he would go back to the mansion directly. Anyway, he didn't need to punch in.

The basic training of the town's fifth battalion has long been completed, and actual combat training is still being carried out. As for the various reinforcements, they will also come to Chongshan Pass in batches for basic training in the past year.

At present, all the soldiers of the West Reinforcement Battalion have completed basic training, while only one-third of the soldiers of the other five reinforcement battalions have completed basic training.

The reason why the West Reinforcement Battalion completed the training first is that the West needs to face the Wulianghu tribe and must form combat effectiveness as soon as possible in case of emergency.

Second, because the other five reinforcement battalions are involved in the reception and resettlement of refugees this year, it is not appropriate to mobilize too many soldiers to Chongshan Pass for training.

Just wait until next year. According to the plan, all six reinforcement battalions will complete basic training next year, and the combat effectiveness of Chongshan Town will enter a new stage next year.

This afternoon, Yang Zhengshan had just returned from the military camp outside the city. When passing through the south city, Yang Zhengshan found that many people gathered outside a teahouse.

There were still bursts of cheers and applause in the teahouse.

Yang Zhengshan rode past the street on horseback and looked into the teahouse in surprise.

"Why is this teahouse so lively?"

There are few entertainment options in Chongshanguan, and there are no opportunities for brothels and flower shops. The reason is very simple. Chongshanguan is mainly populated by soldiers and men, who don't like places full of literary and artistic atmosphere like brothels.

In contrast, there are many brothels that are purely engaged in the flesh trade.

There is an alley on the west side of Nancheng, which is the largest flower and willow alley in Chongshanguan.

In addition to the flower and willow alley, the only entertainment options in Chongshanguan are the opera troupe and teahouse listening to stories, among which the teahouse is said to be the most popular.

Da Rong martial arts are prevalent, and there are countless legends in the rivers and lakes. Whether ordinary people or martial artists, they like to listen to some strange and wonderful things in the rivers and lakes.

In such a society lacking entertainment, teahouses that can listen to stories are almost full every day.

Yang Zhengshan also likes to listen to stories in teahouses. Storytellers have a three-inch tongue and can tell stories vividly and fascinatingly, which sounds very interesting.

It's a pity that he is busy with official duties and rarely has the opportunity to take time to listen in teahouses.

He came back early today, and seeing the teahouse so lively, he couldn't help but get interested.

The attendant went forward to listen for a few times, and came back with a smile to report: "My Lord, the storyteller in the teahouse is talking about your brilliant strategy in the Battle of Guanshankou!"

"Uh!"

Yang Zhengshan didn't expect that the storyteller was talking about his own deeds, which made him feel like he was eating melons on his head.

However, he was also very curious about what the storyteller said about him.

"You guys take the horses back first, I'll go and listen!"

As he said that, he handed the reins to his attendant and quietly squeezed into the crowd.

He was wearing a dark blue brocade sheepskin coat today. Although he looked imposing, he was not too eye-catching outside this teahouse.

He didn't need to go too far inside, he could hear the storytelling inside as long as he stood outside the door.

Snap~

The gavel sounded, followed by a clear voice.

"In the fire in the valley, Prince Uto was so scared that he cried and peed his pants. Fortunately, his followers were loyal. When they saw the fire coming, they quickly dragged Prince Uto onto the horse and ran away."

"Prince Uto was scared and anxious. While running, he looked back at the fire behind him in fear, fearing that the fire would burn him."

"Seeing the fire getting farther and farther away from him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief."

"But at this moment~~"

"Pa~~" The gavel sounded again, and the storyteller's voice became louder.

"Little Prince Uto seems to have noticed a figure flashing through the fire!"

"He also wondered if he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. He saw a person galloping on horseback in the roaring fire."

"This man wears a phoenix-winged helmet and bright light armor. He is nine feet tall and rides a magical horse!"

"As for this horse, it is definitely a strange beast in the world. Not only is this horse tall and magnificent, it can also walk on fire, galloping in the raging fire as if it were walking on flat ground~~"

Hearing this, Yang Zhengshan couldn't listen.

Damn, you can blow so much!

Without having to listen to what was said behind him, he knew that the figure walking on the fire was himself.

His brain twitched and he rushed into the fire.

It can also walk on fire. Hongyun is very powerful. To say that it is a strange beast in the world is not an exaggeration. But to say that it can walk on fire, you have to ask it if it is willing!

As for the storyteller's favorite little prince Uto, he was like a soft-footed shrimp, and he was scared to death by the fire!

Although Yang Zhengshan didn't know the reaction of little prince Wutuo at that time, Yang Zhengshan knew that little prince Wutuo was definitely not a soft-footed shrimp.

Who is the little prince Uto?

That was the most powerful youngest son of King Wuliang.

He led tens of thousands of Hu cavalry to sweep through western Liaoning and defeated Dayong's 300,000-strong army.

Although he failed in the Battle of Guanshan Pass, the reason for his failure was that Yang Zhengshan had the right time, place and people!

In the battle of Guanshan Pass, no matter who is Yang Zhengshan's opponent, there is a high probability that he will be defeated.

By controlling the weather, taking advantage of the favorable location, and with the cooperation of tens of thousands of forbidden troops led by Liang Chu, it would be difficult for Yang Zhengshan to lose.

Little Prince Wutuo had no chance of winning.

Therefore, the reason why the Battle of Guanshan Pass failed was not because of the incompetence of the little prince Utuo.

Today, the little prince Wutuo is still the most outstanding prince of the Ulliang royal family. Among the Ullianghu clan, Wutuo is still the prince with the highest claim to inherit the throne.

Even though he lost 70,000 Hu cavalry at Guanshan Pass, he still had a high reputation among the Wuliang Hu tribe.

If nothing happens, when the old King Wuliang passes away, Wutuo will inherit the throne of the Wulianghu clan.

For such a person, you said he was scared to death by the fire!

Isn't this nonsense?

But this is normal. Storytellers have always liked to exaggerate facts and use all kinds of exaggerated drama to arouse the emotions of the listeners.

The main reason was that Yang Zhengshan knew the truth, so he sounded a little false, but the other listeners around him were different. They cheered one after another, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, turned around and left the teahouse, heading back home.