Hearing what Yang Xinghuai said, Tang Ji, who was originally a little dazed, completely woke up. It took him more than four months just to attack the Yang family's current industry. He didn't expect that this was only a tenth of the Yang family's wealth.
First, if the treasure trove fell into Yang Tianchang's hands, wouldn't his previous efforts be in vain?
Thinking of this, Tang Ji couldn't help but look depressed.
Seeing his expression change slightly, Yang Xinghuai sighed: "Actually, the wealth was left to you by the old master of the family. It's a pity that you refused the old slave's invitation last time."
Hearing this, Tang Ji pursed his lips in embarrassment. The key point was that he didn't know that the Yang family had so many treasures before, otherwise only a fool would refuse!
This round of losses is really a loss to grandma’s family!
Although the Yang family and Ji Ranju were both in Beicheng, one was in the east and the other was in the west, so the distance was still a bit far. However, with Cheng Tie's superb driving skills, the carriage galloped all the way, and it didn't take much time to overturn the road near the Yang family.
On the street.
Just as the carriage slowed down, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the road ahead.
"You are so brave to travel during the curfew!" Song Yao wore a robe and held a sword in her hand. She raised her head and found Cheng Tie waving to her. Her expression suddenly relaxed a bit and she walked over slowly: "Brother Cheng Tie
, why is it you? Who is in the carriage?"
"Me!" Tang Ji naturally heard the movement outside, so he opened the curtain, responded with a faint smile, and then asked: "General Song didn't sleep at night, why did he come out to patrol the streets?"
Song Yao smiled delicately and shrugged her shoulders: "I got used to it when I was in Huaizhou. Since I had nothing to do, I went out for a walk. Brother Tang, why are you out at this time?"
Tang Ji glanced at Yang Xinghuai, turned his eyes slightly, and replied: "It's a long story, let's talk about it later when we have time. I'm going to Yang's house now. If General Song is fine, can he bring someone to help him outside?
Can I wait?"
He didn't know the details of the Yang family. If he only brought Cheng Tie and Ye Zheng in, he might be in trouble. If he could bring the imperial army with him, it would be an extra layer of protection.
Song Yao saw that he looked a little anxious, so she didn't ask any more questions, nodded and responded: "Okay, Brother Tang, you go first, I will wait for the soldiers."
"Thank you!" Tang Ji clasped his fists for a moment and then told Cheng Tie to continue moving forward.
Not long after, the carriage stopped at the back door of Yang's house. Yang Xinghuai had already taken care of everything and soon took Tang Ji into the side courtyard connected to the backyard.
"Master Tang, please come this way." Yang Xinghuai walked in front, spreading his hands to guide Tang Ji.
Several people quickly entered the backyard. Through the stone candlesticks on the roadside and the bright moonlight, Tang Ji could clearly see the layout of the Yang family's backyard. It felt similar to that of the Ye family. The backyard was divided into two parts, with a long
The bridge is connected, and the Ye family is larger in comparison, but fortunately the Yang family did not dismantle the wooden bridge into several parts and let people float across it using Qinggong.
Tang Jigang followed Yang Xinghuai onto the wooden bridge when a figure fell on the wall not far away.
Song Yao half-knelt on the wall tiles, holding a piece of grass in her mouth, waving behind her to signal the soldiers of the Forbidden Army who were following her to spread out, and then turned her gaze to the distance, staring at the figures of Tang Ji and the others, and murmured:
: "Don't he have a mortal feud with the Yang family? Why did he come to Yang's house in the middle of the night and use the back door..."
Tang Ji walked across the long bridge and reached the other side. There was only one brightly lit room in the building in front of him, so he walked straight over.
Yang Xinghuai took a step ahead of him, stood outside the door and knocked twice, then opened the door and walked in: "Old master, please see who is coming!"
Tang Ji crossed the not very high threshold and looked around. The room was not very luxurious, but it was very clean. The bookshelves on the left added a little elegance. His eyes finally locked on the innermost room.
The old man lying on the bed looked haggard and his eyes were in a trance, as if he couldn't see any life.
Hearing Yang Xinghuai's voice, Yang Kangping slowly turned his head and locked his eyes on Tang Ji. His dim eyes suddenly flashed with light. He raised his arm slightly with all his strength, and his fingers trembled slightly: "Ji'er, it's really Ji'er.
Son!"
His voice sounded a little hoarse, but it was more exciting.
Seeing this, Yang Xinghuai raised his hand to signal the two maids guarding the bed to retreat. He also took Cheng Tie and Ye Zheng out of the room, not forgetting to close the door.
Tang Ji exhaled, with a smile on his face, walked over quickly, sat down on the chair next to the bed, and held the other person's hand: "Grandpa, I'm late."
"You, what did you call me?" Yang Kangping stared at Tang Ji in disbelief, his calloused hands tightly clutching the back of his hands, two lines of old tears falling down his eyes, and he choked: "Do I deserve it?
Damn you, grandpa, I’m sorry for you and your mother.”
Affected, tears filled Tang Ji's eyes, and he shook his head: "Aunt Bai has told me that mother has forgiven you a long time ago, and I won't blame you."
"That little girl Bai Han, she has really suffered all these years..." Yang Kangping said halfway, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but cough. He quickly withdrew his hand, picked up the handkerchief on the side and covered his mouth.
The white handkerchief was soon stained with red blood.
Only then did Tang Ji completely believe Yang Xinghuai's words. The old man in front of him had reached the end of his life and was in a low mood: "Grandpa..."
"Grandpa is fine." Yang Kangping quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, then put the handkerchief aside, staring at Tang Ji: "Your eyes are very similar to your mother's, and your nose is also similar...
Are you feeling better? If it weren't for the old man's useless body, he would have been able to find you before those two traitors, and you wouldn't have suffered so many grievances. The Yang family owes you so much. Grandpa has heard about it, Ji.
Your son has become a high official in the court and is highly regarded by your majesty. Li'er will be very happy to know about it. After grandpa leaves, if anyone bullies you, just go back. The Yang family has long ceased to be a family!"
Hearing this, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Tang Ji's eyes, and he nodded silently: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
Yang Kangping's eyes were full of kindness. He coughed again and warned: "Ji'er, you must be careful when entering the court. If you encounter danger, run away if you can. This Kyoto is too chaotic."
Tang Ji wiped away the tears hanging on his cheeks and nodded in response.
Yang Kangping's breathing gradually became faster, and he realized that he didn't have much time. He closed his eyes slightly and thought about it, and suddenly grabbed Tang Ji's hand: "By the way, even if grandpa is gone, you still have someone in this world."
Relative, that is your biological sister, Tang Yuan."
Sister?
Tang Ji's eyes widened suddenly. Didn't Aunt Bai say that her mother brought him back with her when she returned to the Yang family? And a sister appeared out of nowhere?
He raised his eyebrows slightly and quickly asked: "Where is sister now?"
Yang Kangping shook his head and replied intermittently: "You...your mother didn't bring her back, and grandpa didn't see her. Also, there was actually another hidden reason for Li'er's death. Those two traitors
All that was burned was her body."
Hearing this, Tang Ji frowned: "Then what happened to my mother's death?"
Yang Kangping looked at him: "Grandpa doesn't know. After Li'er's accident, I sent people to investigate, and it turned out that those people were all dead. Therefore, the truth of this matter may bring you a fatal disaster, but you
If you really want to find out, your mother's belongings may provide some clues."