No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Just like last time, Yang Huang's visit was very sudden, and this time it was like a thunderbolt that caught everyone off guard.

Li Yu is actually the child of the Yang family!!

In order not to delay the Li family's dinner, Yang Huang decided to discuss some things in the study, so the young men in the family followed Yang Huang to the study.

There was no heated kang in the study, and it was as cold as an ice cellar in this weather. Li A'niang quickly asked her husband, who was shaving meat, to light a charcoal brazier and bring it to the study.

In the kitchen, several women were still digesting what had just happened.

Weird things happen every year, but this year there are more of them. Li Yu's last name is Yang instead of Li?!

What a wonderful fate this is!

However, no matter how strange things are, they are not as important as dinner. The mutton and mutton bones should be stewed in the pot early and stewed for enough time to become soft and tasty.

The vegetables that Ji Qingyue brought were clean and tender, and only needed to be washed once with cold water.

Of course, Hu Bing is indispensable for the mutton soup pot. While the meat was stewing, Li A Niang kneaded another ten kilograms of flour, thinking that fortunately General Yang only brought one person, and ten kilograms of flour should be enough.

Yang Huang came to the study room again. The difference from the last time was that as soon as he entered the room, he could see that the painting on the wall was now empty.

"Why is the scroll not hanging?" Yang Huang asked casually, and the next moment he saw a bamboo tube on the desk.

It turned out that because Yang Huang's carriage had been following them, Ji Qingyue was unable to come out smoothly. After returning home, everyone was busy cleaning the house. After Ji Qingyue handed the vegetables to Li A Niang, he thought that he could come out at dinner time, so he kept waiting and didn't come out until now.

It was not Yang Huang's illusion. The atmosphere stagnated for a moment, just like when Ji Qingyue was mentioned in the main room just now.

Li Erlang calmly walked to the desk, tore off the oilcloth that sealed it, and poured out the scroll. He seemed to confirm that the scroll was indeed in the bamboo tube, and then put it back into the bamboo tube. "We just came back not long ago, and we were still cleaning the house, so we didn't have time to hang it up."

Just as Li Erlang said, the study room still looked like it had just been half-cleaned. The bookshelves had been wiped, but the books on them had not been put back in time and were still stacked on the low table at the side. The doors, windows, tables, chairs and other furniture all had traces of being wiped, but the basin containing the rag had not yet been cleaned up, and now a layer of ice chips had frozen onto the ground.

All this happened because of Yang Huang's sudden arrival.

Yang Huang withdrew his gaze from the bamboo tube, ignored the mess on the table, and slowly sat down holding the handle of the chair.

Not sure if it was his illusion or he was overthinking, Li Erlang noticed the unnatural expression that flashed across Yang Huang's face, and the slightly stiff movement of the general when he sat down...

"Is the general injured?"

This sentence not only made Yang Huang stunned for a moment, but also made Li Yu, oh no, now it was Yang Jinyu, nervous. The child was not used to his new identity, nor was he used to the sudden appearance of his second uncle, the general. He had been standing by the door since he entered the study room, and now when he heard Li Erlang's question, his heart ached involuntarily.

Yang Huang smiled self-deprecatingly and put his hand on the wound on his lower back. His Majesty had appointed him as the governor of Longxi and he was to rush to Ganzhou to take up his post after the New Year, but he could not wait until after the New Year, so he immediately asked His Majesty to allow him to leave early so that he could see his eldest brother's child earlier.

After the eldest brother's men found the person in the mountain, they waited nearby to monitor and protect him.

Unexpectedly, on the way from Ganzhou to Shandan, they encountered a group of bandits who blocked the road and robbed people! The bandits used all the tricks they learned in the barracks, making it difficult to tell whether they were deserters who became bandits or soldiers disguised as bandits.

In short, the purpose of this group of bandits was very clear, which was to take his life.

Since he was taking up the post ahead of schedule and his final destination was not Ganzhou, it meant that he could not be fully prepared and could not march in a high-profile manner. So in order to stay hidden and get to Shandan as quickly as possible, he only brought a few trusted guards with him. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed and killed by bandits.

During the brawl, he was wounded in the lower back by a bandit. The wound has not healed yet. He has been sitting in a carriage for a whole day and just knelt for a while. The wound in his lower back may have split open again.

"Yes, can you please call Pei Zheng in?"

Pei Zheng should be the coachman.

Yang Jinyu was closest to the door, so he volunteered to open it first and ran out, finding the coachman Pei Zheng who was sitting in the main room, drinking tea with Li Aong.

"Young Master?" Pei Zheng saw that Yang Jinyu looked nervous and said in a panic, "The general is injured," so he immediately stood up, quickly found a wooden box from the carriage, and followed Yang Jinyu, who was jogging, to the study.

In the study, Father Li brought in a burning charcoal brazier, and the cold air suddenly became much warmer. At this time, Yang Huang had unbuttoned his robe, exposing half of his body and revealing his muscular chest.

Yang Jinyu ran into the study and saw Yang Huang's upper body wrapped in bandages. Before she realized what she was feeling, tears started to fall.

Pei Zheng was accustomed to seeing all kinds of wounds. He knew the general's injuries. It was cold in winter, and the wounds were more difficult to heal. If the general moved a little, the wound might burst. But this kind of injury would not be fatal. The wound had burst several times along the way. As long as the general did not rest well, the wound would not be able to heal.

Now, seeing the general frowning hypocritically, as a subordinate who was very good at reading people's expressions, he naturally knew what the general meant.

"I have already advised the general that any urgent matters should be dealt with after you have recovered from your injuries. You have not had a good rest all the way from Chang'an. Even a healthy body cannot stand such behavior." Pei Zheng shook his head with an angry but helpless look on his face. He opened the medicine box in his hand and placed all the bottles and jars on the table. He looked at Li Changji again: "Can you bring me a bucket of hot water?"

Pei Zheng then started to untie the bandage on Yang Huang's body. When he got to the wound, he accidentally used too much force and pulled the knife wound on his lower back.

Yang Huang couldn't help but grimace in pain, but he glanced calmly at the child who was slowly approaching.

Li Erlang was originally worried that Yang Huang's injuries were serious, but when Pei Zheng removed the bandages and stretched his head to take a look, he immediately understood.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

Although the blade is a bit long, it is not so exaggerated.

He understood Yang Huang's intention, but the child did not.

Li Silang looked at the bandage that was taken off and thrown on the ground and exclaimed: "The general lost a lot of blood!!"

This made Yang Jinyu, who was already on edge, even more nervous. Her big watery eyes could no longer contain anything. Not only did she shed tears, but she also revealed emotions that were enough to overwhelm a person.

Seeing that the child still refused to call for help, Pei Zheng and Yang Huang looked at each other, and after getting permission, they reached out and pressed hard on his wound.

"Hiss——" Yang Huang was forced to groan due to the sudden pain. His muscles tensed instantly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Be careful!" Yang Jinyu took a few steps forward and stared at Pei Zheng with reproachful eyes: "Be gentle!"

Pei Zheng's acting was too bad. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what they were trying to do. Yang Jinyu saw it too. He looked at Yang Huang helplessly, opening his mouth again and again, but he couldn't say "Second Uncle" no matter what. Finally, "General, will you take me away?"

Although it hurt, the child still didn't call for help.

Yang Huang glanced at his subordinate with reproach and told him to bandage the wound obediently.

"As a member of the Yang family, you will naturally come with me. If you don't want to go back to Chang'an, then come with me to Ganzhou."

Ganzhou... Not to mention the provincial capital, a year ago he had never thought of leaving the village and going to the county.

"General, I don't want to go... okay?"

Yang Huang propped himself up and looked at the child firmly: "No, no matter if I am the Marquis of Pingyao or the Governor of Longxi, my identity and what I have to do will definitely make me many enemies. You have been assassinated before you even revealed your identity. There will be many crises in the future. You can't stay here any longer."

Yang Jinyu clenched his fists, hiding his tears, and glanced at the bamboo tube in Li Erlang's hand.

It's not that he didn't understand what Yang Huang meant. After the assassination, Brother Li and Brother Ji had been analyzing how a child could attract such great hatred. Yes, it's impossible for a child to be killed because of his own reasons, so the killer transferred the hatred to him.

Now that he has become Yang Jinyu, the hatred comes from Yang Huang or his parents who have been dead for many years.

At this time, Li Changji walked into the study carrying a bucket of water. Yang Jinyu took it actively: "Brother Li, let me do it..." After that, the child walked to Yang Huang with the bucket, wrung out the washed cloth and handed it to Pei Zheng.

"I want to leave after the Chinese New Year."

Yang Huang thought about it and agreed.

For a moment, the only people in the study were Yang Jinyu washing the towel and Pei Zheng wiping the blood and treating the wound, while the others stood by and watched quietly.

"Did Mr. Ji say when he would be back? I can send Pei Zheng to pick him up." As the governor of Longxi, Yang Huang was responsible for managing all military and political affairs in Longxi. What he valued most now was the cotton that suddenly appeared. Hong Yu praised cotton highly. As long as the pest and disease problems that were easy to occur when planting cotton were solved, cotton could be used as a new textile material to benefit more people, especially the soldiers at the northern border.

Li Erlang answered slowly while holding the bamboo tube: "General, are you in a hurry to return to Ganzhou to handle affairs...?"

Yang Huang looked at the child beside him and thought for a while: "I will stay in the county for the next few days, and then we will return to the provincial capital together after the New Year." The appointment letter stated that he would take office after the New Year, so these two months would not make a difference.

"I'm afraid Yuelang's return date is uncertain. If the weather is good, can we let Yulang take Yuelang to meet the general?" Li Erlang helped Ji Qingyue find an excuse without blinking, and Yang Jinyu nodded.

"That's it. I'll stay at Lord Hong's place and won't move around casually. I'll be here whenever you want to look for me." Yang Huang looked at the child and said in a gentle voice.

"I understand, General."

Pei Zheng quickly re-bandaged the wound and Yang Huang put his robe back on.

As Yang Huang buttoned up his collar, he looked at Li Erlang, his eyes full of scrutiny. "Li Changxiang, is this the news you told me?"

As he stared at Yang Huang, Li Erlang's expression gradually became serious. Finally, he stood up straight and said word by word: "General, it is me."

Hearing the expected answer, Yang Huang's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. He looked around and waved his hand to let Pei Zheng and the others leave.

"General, I won't leave." Yang Jinyu pulled the armrest of the chair where Yang Huang was sitting and looked up at the person in the chair stubbornly.

Finally, only three people were left in the study.

"How did you know that you could pass the message to me by that method?" Unlike his previous casual appearance, Yang Huang sat upright with a serious tone.

"The general knows that the barracks have their own sources of information. My elder brother fought under the general and mentioned the rumors about the general in the barracks when he came back to chat. They were unbearable to hear. I hope the general will not blame me."

Yang Huang waved his hand to reassure Li Erlang, and Li Erlang continued, "Rumor has it that the general particularly likes to go to some brothels..." Li Erlang looked at Yang Jinyu, who looked confused, and seeing that he didn't understand, he quickened his speech and continued, "When I was training under Vice General Cao's camp, I learned many ways to pass on messages. The noisier and more chaotic the place, the more convenient it is to pass on messages. Vice General Cao once called me to a building to pass on a message, and only then did I know that those places were actually built by the general."

Yang Huang nodded gently. He asked someone to look for Li Dayu in the Ganzhou barracks. It was Cao Shuting who went to find him. Unexpectedly, the person who delivered the message was Li Erlang.

"I never thought that the general had informants in Jiangnan, so I left a message in the building. The general's people will naturally pass it on to the general after seeing it." Li Erlang paused and said, "In fact, I am not sure that this method can pass the information to the general..."

One day, Yang Huang suddenly received an anonymous message from Jiangnan asking him to be careful of assassination. He felt strange and solemn at the same time. He asked people to find the person who delivered the message and carefully verified the authenticity of the message. When he learned that the emperor was going to appoint him as the governor of Longxi, he immediately thought of the message and immediately believed what was said in the letter.

Until just now, when he saw Li Erlang's worried expression and suddenly remembered that Hong Yu mentioned that Ji Qingyue had disappeared some time ago, and Li Changxiang, who had a close relationship with him, went to the south of the Yangtze River on the orders of Cao Shuting, he was shocked to realize that the person who delivered the message was most likely the young man in front of him.

I didn't expect that after trying to ask, I would get this truth.

"How did you know this news?" Yang Huang stretched out his hand and knocked on the table, asking while thinking.

Li Erlang resorted to metaphysics again, and whenever there was a problem that was difficult to explain, he would rely on metaphysics.

"When I learned that the general strangled 88 Huihe people and saved my elder brother from the Ghost Crying Gorge, the general became a person I admired in my heart. I don't know why, but when I went to the south of the Yangtze River, I suddenly dreamed that the general was in danger. I thought about some signs that I had also dreamed of when Miss Lu passed through Shandan, so I dared not disbelieve it, so I used this method to send a message to you."

Yang Huang looked at Li Erlang with doubt. He didn't expect that Li Erlang would actually believe these things!

Seeing Li Erlang's frank look, Yang Huang was unable to refute that he had indeed been ambushed.

Fortunately, before leaving Chang'an, he remembered the words in the letter about being careful about assassinations, so he specially selected the best guards and also brought Pei Zheng who knew medical skills.

While Yang Huang was thinking, Li Erlang asked, "General, have you ever heard of a 'stone tower in the lake'?"

"A stone tower in the lake? There are many such scenes in Jiangnan."

“What if this lake is salty?”

Yang Huang frowned, not knowing what Li Erlang meant. "I have seen many salt lakes in the northwest, but I have never heard of a stone tower built on a salt lake."

"Don't be surprised, General. I vaguely remember that in my dream, I came to a salt lake with an island in the middle of it. On the island stood a stone tower. There seemed to be a woman in the tower..." As he spoke, Li Erlang rubbed the acupuncture points on his head as if he had a headache. "This woman made me feel very dangerous. Not long after, I woke up from my dream."

No matter how outrageous Li Erlang's story was, Yang Huang was patient and did not interrupt. However, he did not believe what was said in the dream. He smiled and joked, "What you think about during the day you will dream about at night. What kind of woman can stay in the salty lake? Could it be the goddess you miss?"

Seeing that Yang Huang seemed to have no clue, Li Erlang quickly changed the subject and joked with a smile: "Who knows..."

While the two were chatting, Yang Jinyu on the side listened very carefully, because he knew that Li Erlang would never joke.

It was probably Brother Ji who said that!