Yuwen Hui and Yuwen Shen wanted to try to comfort Yuwen Hu. However, Otsukazai waved his hand, and the secrets accumulated in his heart seemed to have reached the point where they were not happy at this moment.

Yuwen Hu said: "I always think she is a mistake in my life. I have never admitted her identity. I also let her approach Dugu Xin for my own political purposes. I am not a good father!"

Yuwen Shen said: "My elder sister's sacrifice at that time was exchanged for her father's order to entrust her orphanage to become the Otsukakura above thousands of people. Although her life is short, it is also of great value!"

Otsukazai was already in tears: "She is my first child! But I was killed by her at the age of fifteen! I will never be able to redeem my sins in this life!"

Otsukazai suddenly looked at his two sons: "I want you to swear that you must treat your niece, Gala, if there is any violation, it will be thunderous!"

Yuwen Hui and Yuwen Shen looked at each other and could only swear. Just as they had finished their oath, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a huge thunder.

The dull and powerful roar brought a strong wind. Dugu Xin stood in front of the window of his bedroom. His wife Cui walked up to him: "Master, the wind is rising, don't stand at the window, be careful of catching a cold!"

Dugu Xin put on the cloak handed to him by Cui and said, "It was the same when Gala was born. It was clearly spring, but suddenly there was lightning and thunder, followed by a storm."

Dugu Xin left the window and lay on the rocking chair: "Others say that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but when my little seventh came, God was not stingy! A spring rain fell vigorously."

Cui said, "The master is thinking of his sister again?" Dugu Xin closed his eyes: "How can he not think about it? He was in his prime, but his life was lost because of me!"

Cui comforted, "Master, it's rare to have a confidant in life. My sister has a confidant like Master and gave birth to a child like Gala. This life is worth it!"

The huge thunder outside was still rumbling, and Gala hid herself in a mahogany box. No matter how Hua Shang comforted her, she refused to come out.

Hua Shang was afraid that Gala would keep him in the box for a long time and be suffocated, so she had to go to the main room to invite the old lady. Since Yang Jian was captured, the old lady asked Gala to live in the east wing room of her yard.

In a short while, the old lady came over. The old lady was outside the box and looked at the box carefully, and only she heard a low sob inside.

The old lady looked at Hua Shang. Hua Shang said, "I heard that the lady was born with thunder and thunder. Later, I was scared. When the thunder hit, she would hide in the box. When the lady was not in the house, the master specially customized a breathable one for the lady."

The old lady said, "Open the box, you guys go out!" Xiao Qi opened the box, and the old lady saw Gala holding her knees and shrinking into a ball.

The old lady said, "Don't be afraid, grandma is here!" Galo cried even harder. Galo cried, but still refused to say anything. Later, she fell asleep while crying.

The old lady is eighty years old, but she is not blind and has no ears. Galo said in her dream: "Please Thor, don't take my mother away! Don't leave me alone!"

The old lady gently stroked Garo's forehead: "Good child! Good child! Don't be afraid, if you have grandma for one day, grandma will protect you! Grandma is gone, Jian'er will also protect you!"

Hua Shang kept guarding the door, almost midnight. Ling Yun advised her: "Go to my house and sleep with me! The old lady probably has to sleep with the third young lady today."

It was midnight, and Master Daoxuan opened his eyes and looked out the window. Li Bing had been standing in front of his door for three days. In front of this place was a mountain with a cliff wall with nine thousand,999 steps and plank roads, and behind it was a waterfall with rapid waterfall.

It takes at least nine levels to reach the mountain gate when starting from Chang'an City. Master Daoxuan is very clear about how many difficulties and obstacles this young man has gone through to find him.

Daoxuan knew that this was a sentimental and righteous person, and he had a passionate heart. He wanted to change this young man in the world and could protect him, but he wanted to see how much this person could bear.

The heavy rain poured down and hit Li Bing ruthlessly. He went through the body day and night, enduring hunger and then arrived here. He told himself that he could not just fall down. However, his body was approaching his limit, and he still fell down.

Li Bing slowly opened his eyes. The sun had just come out. Li Bing slowly got up from the bed. The bones on his body seemed to have been dismantled and had just been spliced ​​together.

Li Bing slowly walked out the door, and Master Daoxuan was meditating. Li Bing walked to the master and waited silently for the master to finish his seat. One hour, two hours, three hours... the sun had risen high.

Li Bing was almost asleep while sitting, and suddenly heard a voice: "You haven't slept for many days, why did you get up after sleeping for so few hours?"

Li Bing quickly came to his senses and saw that the master was still closing his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming. The master slowly opened his eyes: "What's wrong with you coming to me?"

Li Bing said, "I'm here to find the master to divine fortune, just for the word Tang." Daoxuan said, "Oh, Tang." Daoxuan took out the divine fortune sign, and Li Bing drew one.

Daoxuan said: "The big thing you want to do can be accomplished, but the person you complete is not you. You can't get the person you want, but she will save you again and again at critical moments."

Li Bing was silent. Daoxuan said, "Although you can't get it, you can become relatives. What I want to say is over, please come back!"

Li Bing stood up and said, "Who is the wise master I should assist?" Dao Xuan looked at him: "Only you know this. Only you are not blinded by worldly opinions and statements, the true dragon will appear!"

Since Yuwen Hui and Yuwen Shen left last night, Yang Zhong has never said a word to Yang Jian. Yang Zhong slept lightly but dreamed of many past events.

In the dream, Yang Jian braved the heavy snow and guarded the Yang Mansion gate. As soon as Yang Zhong's sedan fell to the ground, Yang Jian rushed to Yang Zhong's sedan chair and knelt down: "Dad, save the wet nurse! The wet nurse is coughing more and more violently!"

Yang Zhong lifted the curtain of the sedan chair: "Didn't you give this month's monthly money? It's been spent so quickly. I don't know how to be frugal, and I still cry for poverty when I come to me!"

Yang Zhong got out of the sedan chair, looked at Yang Jian and walked into the mansion without looking at him. His heart hurts, but in order for the emperor to rest assured of the Yang family, he can only think that he does not have this son.

Besides, at least the emperor did not give this child to death. Yang Jian should have been grateful when he was alive. Yang Jian ran up and grabbed Yang Zhong's trouser legs: "Dad, I am also your child, why are you so cruel!"

Yang Zhong's eyes were already wet, but he could only make up his mind and kick Yang Jian away. Yang Jian shouted to Yang Zhong's back: "Don't care about me, I'll go begging for food. Let's see who is losing face!"

The next day, rumors spread in Chang'an City: The third young master of the Yang Mansion ran to the street to beg for food, and this matter even reached the emperor's ears.

The servant led Yang Zhong to the rumored street. The nine-year-old Yang Jian tilted his head and looked straight: "Give me back!" Another beggar who was one head taller than the big one pretended to be confused: "What?"

Yang Jian was arrogant and arrogant: "Didn't you hear that person say, is this for Mr. Yang? This ingot of silver is given to me, and you will give it back to me!"

The taller beggar shouted: "This silver pattern rolls under my feet, it's mine. If you are really a young man, do you still have to come here to beg for food? You are just a wild bastard who no one wants!"

Yang Jian and the beggar were fighting each other. Yang Zhong originally wanted to come and comfort Yang Jian and give him some more money, but he didn't expect to see such a shocking scene.

Yang Zhong turned his head and was about to leave. Old Liu stopped him: "Master, you can't let the third young master fall into the street like this, as he will become a laughing stock in the entire Chang'an City!"

Yang Zhong said viciously: "He is just a broom star. Keep him for him and can only cause trouble for the Yang family. Don't tell me about him anymore. I just pretend that he doesn't have this son."

This dream is so clear, as if this happened not a few years ago, but yesterday. Yang Zhong regretted not being the first, and he did not fulfill his responsibility to be a father, so his son was so shameless.

Perhaps it was because of the excessive acting yesterday. After the Yuwen brothers left, his father did not look at Yang Jian. Yang Jian knew that his father looked down on him, and he couldn't help but think of the past, which was very sad.

If you don’t raise your teaching, it’s the fault of your father; if you don’t teach strictly, it’s the teacher’s fault. When Yang Jian was seven years old, he went to school and his master taught him this sentence.

Yang Jian attended Chang'an Official School, and the students who studied here were all the sons of aristocratic families in Chang'an City. Yang Jian was bullied and humiliated after studying here.

The classmate called him a wild bastard. The teacher was angry with the students of the family. Because he was afraid of the students' family background, he could only expose his anger to students like Yang Jian who had no support.

He is also a child of the Yang family, and his brother who is studying in the Imperial Academy is respected. Yang Jian escaped from Chang'an Guanxue more than once, but was caught again and again, and was beaten first and then sent back to the school.

During his time in school, Yang Jian not only tried every means to mess with his husband and made him fools, but also tried every means to escape from the official school.

I entered the school at the age of seven, and now I have been eight years old. In addition to being able to write my own name, I can only write four sentences in "Three Character Classic". Not to mention articles, I can't read a few big characters.

Yang Jian was nestled in a corner, with his back to Yang Zhong, and shed tears as he thought about it. Life is too hard, why do some people have been shining since childhood?

Yang Jian remembered Gala. The first time he saw Gala was when he was eleven years old. Although Gala lost to the Little Chess Saint in the Nine Games of Jianzhang Palace, Yulan Qi lost to the Little Chess Saint with one draw and eight losses.

However, a woman can only lose half a piece to the chess saint when she can keep eight games. The exquisite chess game has long been spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The Imperial College specially invited Dugu Jialuo to give lectures, and allowed students to bring a family member. Yang Jian's brother Yang Chi came to Yang Jian again and again, wanting to take him there.

Yang Jian was finally moved and squeezed into a crowd of people, and finally saw Dugu Jialuo, who was called "the human being" by Emperor Gong.
Chapter completed!