Dong dong dong!
"Young Master, it's time for breakfast."
"Got it!"
Xia Xue's sweet voice sounded outside the door.
Yang Hao lay on the couch and recalled the first time he saw his sister. She was dressed in snow-white clothes and looked as pure as snow. She was tall, lively, and cute.
In the chat yesterday, he had asked around and found out that she was only eighteen years old, two years older than him.
The third-year female student was still carrying a gold brick. Moreover, he had transmigrated with his main body and did not possess anyone. He had only returned to his sixteen-year-old appearance.
Logically speaking, he was a few years older than her. If it was Chun Tao, she could be considered as a third-year female student carrying a gold brick.
A thought surged into his mind, and that was to keep the fertile water in the field.
He had always wanted to be a commoner and a prince. He did not want to get involved in the affairs of the imperial court and did not want to come into contact with those people.
He didn't want to say,"What happened when I saw you last time?"”
That would be the end. He wouldn't be able to answer. The best policy was to avoid contact.
As for 'if there's a battle, I'll definitely return' that was a fact. But there had to be a prerequisite, a battle!
In this situation, the Great Tang was as fierce as a tiger, the Tubo had admitted defeat, and the Eastern Turks were gone. Who would dare to fight?
He thought about how nice it would be to have such a nice 'alarm clock' to wake him up and eat. After that, they would give birth to a bunch of fat boys and nurture them into talents. The Yang family would prosper. That was the proper matter.
At the same time, she was also very assured that they would definitely take care of Grandma with all their heart.
To him, this was a worthy trip to the prosperous Great Tang!
Now that he had made his life plan, the only thing he needed to do was to send a death notice.
Although he had never thought of himself as a hero, he had to keep his word. He had to send the remaining 500 death notices.
He flipped over, put on his clothes, and opened the secret chamber in his memory where the tablets of the client's parents were worshipped!
Suddenly, he realized that there was another secret chamber under the secret chamber. He opened it and saw that it was the memorial tablets of his eldest uncle, Yang Jiao, and his second uncle, Yang Qi.
"Four seniors, I believe my brother has reunited with you!" Yang Hao bowed three times and said solemnly.”
"For grandpa and grandma to be able to live healthily and happily, and finally be able to smile in the afterlife.”
"I, this fake Yang Hao, must really go down!”
"For Grandma, for your mother. The news of your deaths must be kept a secret!”
"I beg the four seniors to protect me so that I can pass the fake as the real!”
The secret chamber closed and the curtains were drawn.
Yang Hao knew that everyone in the family knew about the secret chamber except for his grandmother.
This was an existence that she could not know about.
Of course, Grandma was already in a wooden wheelchair, so she wouldn't come to her room.
After breakfast, Yang Hao packed two sets of clothes. He put on his treasured All People Robe and put on a cloak.
The plum blossom silver spear was still wrapped in the black cloth and hung on the victory hook of the big white horse. The sword was once again fastened to his waist.
He led the horse to the front yard and said goodbye to his grandfather who was doing morning exercises. He bade farewell to Grandma, who was sitting in a wheelchair between Qiuju and Dongmei, watching Grandpa's morning exercise!
Yes!
Yang Song stroked his beard and nodded.""Good, what a man of his word.”
"How much do you want to give?"
" More than 500," Yang Hao said seriously." They're all over the country. I estimate it'll take two months."”
"Grandpa, when you come back, find a wife for your grandson!”
"I want to start a family."
"I think,"
Haha!
Yang Hao was about to say who his ideal person was when he was interrupted by the old man.
"Stop, you're already an adult. You'll definitely get married.”
"But you can't decide who to marry.”
What?
Can't you decide who to marry?
Yang Hao looked at his surroundings. Indeed, he was overthinking.
This was the Great Tang, the Great Tang where the concept of aristocratic families was the most important.
The evil feudal ideology was depressing!
However, even though he was depressed, that was the truth. The environment was like this. It could not be changed, only adapted.
"Hao 'er, you're already engaged."
An engagement!
The melodramatic plot from the television in his previous life immediately flashed in his mind. Wasn't it just luck?
I don't have to be beautiful, but if I'm unlucky, I might end up with a pockmarked face or a fat man who weighs 200 pounds.
He didn't dare to imagine it. He was depressed!
He wanted to say no, but he held it in. He knew that if it was the real Great Tang Dingyuan General Yang Hao, he would not object and would gladly accept it.
This was a matter of principle. If he said he didn't want to do it, he would definitely be suspected.
Eh?
"By the way, Hao 'Er, why did your voice and accent change?”
Thump! Thump!
Finally, Yang Song reacted.
"That's right!"
"Young Master, your voice and accent have changed a little. It's a little southern.”
As expected, he had overlooked this point yesterday because of the joy of reunion after a long time.
In the end, he would return to normal. His words and actions would be noticed and compared.
Since he was already puzzled, he did not dare to say that he would not do it. If he told her, her doubts would turn into suspicions.
Haha!
"I've been in Songzhou for a year. Most of the people there are immigrants from the Ba Shu and Yi Zhou regions.”
"Once, I was hit in the neck by an enemy general with a stick. I was stunned for half a month. After I recovered, my voice also changed.”
Cough, cough, cough, cough!
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed.
He coughed lightly and saw the expression of heartache on his grandfather and the two maidservants 'faces.
He was secretly delighted. He had passed!
"Grandpa, I'll be leaving now. I'll try my best to go and come back early.”
As he spoke, Yang Hao got on his horse!
"Wait. Remember, you must go to Daxing Restaurant in Daye Square of Chang 'an City on the first day of June at the latest. Grandpa will be waiting for you there.”
"Grandpa and you will go see your wife together!”
"Okay, Grandpa, let's go!"
Drive!
Yang Hao decisively mounted his horse and ran away, feeling rather depressed.
The original plan was fine, but something unexpected happened. What the hell was he going to marry? Everything depended on luck!
"Brother, I inherited your debt, but I still have to inherit your debt!”
On the way, Yang Hao looked at the sky in the direction of Songzhou and complained to himself.
Since he couldn't change it, he could only accept it. As he thought about it, he figured it out. If he hadn't met the client, he would have been a refugee.
There was no such thing as perfection in the world. He had been given such a good home, but he still had to follow the trajectory of the client's life.
During this period of time, he would treat it as a national tour.
It just so happened that one of the prisoners lived in Chang 'an. He would send him off.
At the city gate, Yang Hao saw the old man who told stories again.
Sir System even glanced at him, and the two of them smiled at each other as a form of greeting.
"Strange, why would Young Sect Master still spend money to listen to his own family's story?”
"Could it be that it's just fun to listen to others praise him when he's young?”
Hongnong County wasn't big. When Yang Hao appeared yesterday afternoon and the guard shouted, the news spread throughout the entire city.
This uncle rushed over to the Yang family and saw the last scene. He saw Yang Song pulling Yang Hao back to the mansion.
The cloak he was wearing was extremely recognizable, the only one in the Great Tang. He recognized that the one who spent money to buy the story was actually Young Sect Master himself.
At that time, he felt that it was strange and had been pondering over this matter.
"No, no, this isn't right!”
Sir Story watched as Yang Hao rode out of the city. He frowned and felt that something was wrong!
Yang Hao didn't feel that something was wrong. He didn't expect this old man to notice this.
At that time, he didn't even know where his home was. He did not expect the guard to shout so excitedly, and he did not expect this old man to rush over.
He had never thought that an extremely recognizable cloak could betray him and leave an indelible suspicion on others.
Drive!
After leaving the city, Yang Hao headed east at the fork of the official road. He thought that he would start from the easternmost side and the last stop would be Chang 'an, so that he would not take the wrong path.
He had to arrive in Chang 'an on the first day of June, so the time was still a little tight!
Gulp! Gulp!
At this moment, a convoy came from another fork.
"Lord Hou, we're almost there. There's still five li before we reach Hongnong.”
Yes!
Hou Junji nodded. They had finally arrived, and he could use this opportunity to rope Yang Hao in!
He looked at the road leading to Hongnong and smiled faintly, secretly delighted.
"Yang Hao, I have done you enough favors.”
"You must know the path in your heart!”
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