The peak showdown between fast travel and fast travel

Wang Hao rested for a few more days and finally got out of bed.He personally went to the market to buy a lantern, some cosmetics, and fresh flowers of the moment.

Looking at the things he prepared, Wang Hao's face was full of sadness. After Leng Xiang's death, Mrs. Yang asked someone to dispose of the body. Wang Hao was still unable to get out of bed at that time, and no one in the house dared to ask. Knowing where she was taken in the end, he could only take these things to the place where Leng Xiang was killed at night.

It's not that Leng Xiang needs them, but that he desperately needs something to put his thoughts and guilt on Leng Xiang. She gave up the great glory and wealth and chose herself, but he failed to protect her.

The more Wang Hao thought about carrying the bamboo basket with some things, the more resentful he felt. He had always been mild-tempered, and it was rare for him to feel that the protagonists in some of the middle school novels he had read before wanted to destroy everything. The mood of destroying oneself together.

It's a pity that novels are just novels, and reality is reality. No matter how sad and indignant he is, he still has to move steadily. After indulging his emotions a little, Wang Hao pressed those unreliable thoughts back to the bottom of his heart in time, and used his empty Rubbing his face with his hands, he was about to move on when he suddenly heard some faint sobs.

"Xianer..."

Wang Hao hid himself in the shadow cast by the grass and trees, and looked towards the direction of the sound. A man with disheveled clothes and a messy bun was sitting on the edge of the pool not far from him. Two wine jars rolled down beside him. Whispering while holding a hairpin.

Consort?

Wang Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes, and looked that person up and down again under the moonlight. It was really the usual concubine Yang Pang who looked up at everyone with his chin up.

Why is he here?

Wang Hao frowned. He and his son-in-law had never been at odds, so it was better to leave quickly.

Thinking of this, he was just about to lift his legs to leave, when the son-in-law over there suddenly stood up and staggered over, "Who's there!"

The distance between the two of them was not too far away, Wang Hao turned around, and Yang Ping had already grabbed his sleeve, "Stop for me, my son-in-law is calling you, deaf..." There was still another sound before Yang Ping's footsteps. As soon as he softened, the whole person fell towards Wang Hao, and Wang Hao immediately stepped aside.

Yang Ping suddenly fell into the mud, Wang Hao stood in front of him with a lantern in his hand, and said to him condescendingly: "My son-in-law, you are drunk, do you want me to take you back?"

Yang Jue really jumped forward without leaving any room, his forehead and nose hit the ground heavily, his eye circles turned red instantly, and a layer of mist filled inside. He put his hands on his body twice, trying to get up, but maybe he drank too much wine. Too many, I tried a few times but couldn't get up on my stomach. Those eyes, which were already misty, were completely wet. After a while, big drops of tears rolled out of them, and I muttered something. Wang Hao didn't Hearing too clearly, he could only put down the lantern and come forward, helped the person to sit up, and then he heard clearly, Yang Peng was saying: "You bully me!"

Wang Hao thought he had heard wrong.

Yang Jue rubbed his red forehead, and stared at him with eyes red from crying, "My father bullied me, my mother bullied me, even you bastard!"

Wang Hao: "..."

Yang Jue continued to sit on the ground and cry. Mother Yang was a famous beauty in Chaoyang when she was young. Yang Jue looks not bad, but she is too hostile and likes to put on airs.Now Yang Jue, sitting in front of him, with red eyes, tears on his cheeks, crying so much that it rained like pear blossoms, Wang Hao suddenly had a word in his heart, "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade".

But this thought just passed by in a flash, he couldn't forget what Yang Dang did to the princess, Yang Dang was not a fragrant jade, let alone worthy of pity.

Wang Hao stopped looking at him and yelled. The guards outside the yard heard the movement and ran in quickly.

The guard looked at him and then at the son-in-law sitting on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the son-in-law up, but the son-in-law was very uncooperative and pulled his butt off the ground. The ankle was shaking all the time.

Several guards looked at each other in blank dismay and asked Wang Hao, "Could it be that you hurt your foot?"

Wang Hao didn't know what was going on, but it was wet and cold here, so it was obviously not a place to look at the wound, so he said, "Carry it back first."

The man nodded and quickly carried him back to the room.

When the doctor came, Wang Hao hadn't left yet, not because he was reluctant.But after he sent Yang Jue back, Yang Jue's hand was tightly clutching his sleeve, and he couldn't pull it off. Under the reproachful eyes of the housekeeper and all the guards, Wang Hao simply sat by the bed , which is convenient for Yang Jue to drag.

He was the closest to Yang Jue, so Yang Jue's ravings could be heard clearly. He curled up on the bed, screaming for pain.However, the doctor stripped off his clothes and checked him all over, and found no wounds except for an old scar on each ankle of both feet.

The doctor was invited by someone close to the son-in-law. This doctor was once the accompanying military master of the great general, and he has been invited by the son-in-law since he was a child. After the doctor checked Yang Jue, he frowned slightly and asked the housekeeper next to him, " What happened to the princess mansion recently?"

The matter about Leng Xiang was suppressed by the general's wife before the son-in-law started to make trouble, and no one outside knew about it.

The housekeeper hesitated for a while, but still answered calmly, "A servant girl died in the house."

"Maid?" The lines between the doctor's eyebrows deepened a little.

The butler asked, "Does this have anything to do with the consort's condition?"

The doctor sighed after hearing this.

Although Yang Pang was not good at writing when he was young, he was very talented in martial arts training. The marksmanship taught by his master was the fastest among everyone in middle school. Everyone thought that with Yang Ping's talent, he would definitely be able to inherit the great general. Mantle.

However, one day, the general suddenly called him into the study room. No one knew what happened in the study room. They only knew that after that, Yang Dang injured his leg and lay on the bed for half a year until he was able to go to the ground. When he was born, although his legs could still walk and run a little, he could no longer practice martial arts.

The doctor still remembers until now that the two wounds on the son-in-law's ankle were scratched by the general himself with a sword.

He asked the general, "Why is this so?"

The general said, "I joined the army at the age of 16. I took over the land invaded by the barbarians, and internally pacified the civil strife in the north and west of Chu. I spent half my life as a soldier..."

He didn't continue, but the doctor understood.

No matter how many people flatter the general, the general's achievements can't be matched. However, it also aroused the suspicion of the emperor and slandered his colleagues. In troubled times, there can be shocking heroes, but after the chaos subsides, few monarchs can tolerate a world-renowned general. He never cared about his own life or death, he was just worried that the entire Yang family would be implicated. He wanted to be the king of the country and protect his relatives, so he sacrificed Yang Pang.

Back then when Northern Xinjiang was not peaceful, the king still needed a general to fight, and the empress dowager, who was still a concubine, was not stable in the harem. The Yang family already had a general, and there was no way they could have another young general.

So he chose to abolish Yang Pang's body, and deliberately indulged Yang Ping, and found some famous dandies to take him out. In a word, raise and abolish Yang Ping.

Although the doctor is only a doctor, Yang Jue can be regarded as the one he watched growing up. He used to be a well-behaved and motivated boy.Ever since his father had his hamstring cut, he seemed to be a different person.

Thinking of this doctor, he sighed again. These are the secrets of the General’s Mansion, which cannot be shared with outsiders, so he could only say to the steward: “You don’t know, the son-in-law’s ankle was injured when he was young. It was cured with secret medicine, but..." The doctor turned his head to look at Yang Ping, who was sweating in pain on the bed, "The son-in-law's injury was too serious at that time, and he suffered from heart disease. I posted it a few times. This time, I'm afraid the 'old injury' has recurred."

Everyone present couldn't help but think of Leng Xiang's other identity after hearing this—the concubine's best friend.

Could it be that Leng Xiang is really so important to the consort?

So that the consort's old injury relapsed?

All the people present looked at the son-in-law on the bed, each thinking.