Chapter 92 Chapter Six: The Unworthy Thief in Yangcheng

Sang Yang Yin smiled faintly, and turned to look at the gate of Yangcheng. At this moment, the iron-gray gate made the sound of gold and iron intertwined mechanisms, and slowly lowered it. From the gate, several people with different appearances came out. Among them was an old man with a pale complexion, holding a thing in his hand and covering his mouth. He was not seen shouting loudly, but when he made a sound, it was shocking. "I know that one day, you can't help but come back, Su Yin," the old man said, "There are many people, I'm afraid you won't have the face to see them."

Yi Yangjiu was shocked by the sound and his ears hurt a little, he rubbed his ears and let out a low voice. "Wow! What a loud voice!" Seeing this, Sangyang Yinyin smiled and said in a low voice, "That's the 'amplifying tube' invented by our craftsman in Yangcheng. He used it to boost his reputation, and it's nothing special." Seeing that he not only ignored him, but also turned his head to whisper to the people around him, the old man couldn't help feeling a little angry, and said loudly: "Sangyang is rich in silver! Back then you insulted the reputation of Yangcheng, do you still have the face to come back? "

Sangyang Yinyin smiled coldly, and said loudly: "Others may say that about me, but you are the only one! Uncle Riyan, you are not qualified to say that about me!" The blue-faced old man Sangyang Riyan is the elder brother of Sangyang Suyin's father, and his seniority is extremely respected in Yangcheng. When everyone in Yangcheng heard Sangyang Suyin's rude words, their faces were full of anger, and they glared at him one after another. . Sangyang Suyin looked at those Yangcheng people with cold eyes, and when he looked closely, he suddenly let out a "huh". Yi Yangjiu followed his gaze and saw something strange.

Because among those people, except for the sisters Sang Yangjing and Sang Yangqing who were with them before, the rest are of course strangers. But behind the three of them, there are red and blue primordial spirits faintly floating. "Senior Sangyang," Yi Yangjiu said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that no member of the Sangyang family has ever been from the Yuanshen clan? Why are there three in front of you?" Sangyang Suyin also had a slight doubt on his face, and shook his head. "Those three people are not from Sangyang's family. They have very good faces, so they should be from outside." He said a few words in a low voice, and his voice suddenly increased: "Please blame my nephew for talking too much, but I don't know when Yangcheng came from." In the beginning, it became a place for outsiders to come and go, these three unfamiliar friends must be Uncle Ri Yan's guests?"

Unexpectedly, he would turn the topic here, Sangyang Riyan blushed, but was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer. Among the three strangers was a fat man with a red face, behind him was a big flower with a pale blue color, the fat man with a red face smiled dryly, and said loudly: "This one must be the legendary figure from Yangcheng, Sang. Brother Yang Shuyin, right? Disrespect and disrespect, I'm the next Sikong Houyang." His voice was sharp, like an eunuch who had been castrated, and said, "I heard that you act very differently from ordinary people. You are brave enough to do things that others dare not do. Really admire, admire!"

What he said sounded like a polite compliment, but in fact it was quite sinister. Sangyang Suyin was entangled with his younger brother Sangyang Ziyu and his wife in the early years, and was almost expelled from Yangcheng. Most people in Yangcheng know that now that the fat man said these words, several people in Yangcheng nodded their heads, expressing that he did not wrong Sangyang Suyin. Sangyang Suyin's face darkened slightly, and he said displeasedly: "Uncle Riyan, is this the guest you found? I have been away from home for so many years, but I don't know if the rules have been changed in Yangcheng now, and the guests from outside Is your guest in charge?"

Sangyang Riyan was dumbfounded, and after a while he reluctantly said: "Of course our Yangcheng hasn't changed the rules, and of course our Sangyang family has the final say." Sangyang Yinhuan looked at the crowd for a while, and then he smiled and said, "But I don't know how the uncles have been doing all these years, so why are you the only ones coming out to talk to me?" With a simple sentence, Sangyang Riyan's body shook abruptly, and the red-faced fat man Sikong Hou Yang standing beside him was an obedient and shrewd character. Top, signaled him not to show suspicious behavior.

Sangyang Riyan was alert, coughed and said: "Isn't it because you are an unworthy son, this time Ziyu passed away unfortunately, the situation in Yangcheng is unstable, and you just happened to come back, they don't want you to come back and cause trouble, so they retreated Get up and discuss how to stop your wolfish ambition if you come back." Sangyang Yinyin smiled and said: "Very good, very good, I'm an ambitious wolf again, no matter what, I'm finally back now, do you want me to stand outside the city and chat with your old man every now and then?" Sang Yang Riyan said in a serious way: "Then what do you want?"

Sangyang Shuyin spread his hands, and said calmly: "I don't care whether you believe it or not, this time my return to the State of Lu is indeed an important event." At this point, he looked at Yiyangjiu, and continued: " But I had no intention of going back to Yangcheng, if the two girls Ziyu hadn't come to look for me, I wouldn't have known he had passed away!" Speaking of this, his expression was a bit sad. "No matter what, we are always brothers. Even if there were any grievances and grievances many years ago, it will be settled after death. Is there anything else to worry about? Therefore, I came back this time just to worship Ziyu and have no other plans. .”

Sangyang Riyan rolled his eyeballs and asked sharply, "Is there really no other plan?" Sangyang Suyin laughed out loud. "Uncle Riyan, I just want to tell you that not everyone is like you. The throne of the lord of Yangcheng looks like a sweetheart. Forgive me for being a nephew. You are already seventy or eighty years old." , things that couldn’t be done decades ago, haven’t you given up yet?” Sangyang Riyan's body trembled abruptly, and he squinted his eyes, but there was a look of resentment in his eyes. "That was decades ago, I have long forgotten," he said, putting his hand on a fat young man beside him: "Besides, the ancestral system is hard to change, and now everyone has almost decided, Dewen is going to take over as Chengsheng."

The white and fat boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his expression was a bit slow. Seeing Sang Yang Su Yin staring at him, he couldn't help turning his body sideways, and hid behind Sang Yang Ri Yan. "Dewen?" Sang Yang Yin Yin said with a faint smile: "Your grandson Dewen?" Sangyang Riyan raised his chin proudly, and said coldly, "It's my grandson Dewen." It turns out that the Sangyang family has had an ancestral system of "one generation has no two lords" for unknown reasons since the previous generation, that is to say, only one of the descendants of each generation can be the city lord. If the current city lord abdicates Or pass away, then the position of city lord can only be passed on to the next generation. The population of the Sangyang family has always been prosperous, and the population has spread out. Apart from the clansmen living in Yangcheng, there are also countless people who go out to fight the world. For example, Yiyang Jiu is a descendant of one of the offshoots of the Sangyang family. Sangyang Suyin's father's generation is also very prosperous, and there are dozens of people living in Yangcheng alone. However, when this generation was young, it happened because of an accident in a research operation in Yangcheng.Almost all of them were affected, and the aftermath of this accident was extremely serious, because after these people talked about marriage, they found that most of them were unable to give birth to the next generation, and even if they gave birth to babies, most of them were unable to support them. Therefore, after several decades, the second generation who grew up consisted of only two brothers, Sangyang Shuyin and Sangyang Ziyu, and another one who lived to the age of sixteen was Sangyang Riyan's son Sangyangduo. Shi, and Sangyangduoshi finally managed to get married before his death, and gave birth to the only boy of the third generation, Sangyang Dewen. "Well! Based on the current situation of Sangyang's family, even if it is the position of monarch, we have to let Dewen do it," Sangyang Suyin said with a smile: "Then what are you still worried about, old man?" "I'm only worried..." Sangyang Riyan stared at Sangyang Suyin, and said solemnly: "What kind of unscrupulous thief insists on not letting Dewen sit in this seat." "Very good, very good, I think you think I'm that 'unworthy thief'?" Sangyang Yinyin applauded and said with a smile: "To be honest, as long as Dewen sits well, he will sit down even if the sky falls." Can live. But if he can't handle it and is mediocre, the ancestor Wu Huan will be resurrected, and I'm afraid there is no way to keep him forever!" Sangyang Riyan's face changed, and he wanted to say something, but Sikong Houyang who was beside him hurriedly said. "Didn't your nephew invite you to entertain him into Yangcheng to serve tea?" Sikong Hou Yang said with a smile all over his face: "You don't want to be laughed at for treating me badly as an uncle, do you? Let's go, what can you say? Let’s talk about it once we get into the city.” Sangyang Riyan flicked his sleeves, and wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, an old man sweeping the floor at the gate of the city passed by. The sweeping force was a little stronger, and some dust was raised. This bad-tempered Sangyang Riyan had already accumulated a lot of anger, and when the old man came to interrupt him, he took all his anger on the old man. "Are you an old bastard?" Sang Yang Riyan scolded loudly: "Didn't you see that you guys are talking about business? What are you doing? I don't see you being so serious on weekdays!" The old man seemed deaf and dazzled, he didn't notice him at all, just bent down to clean. Sangyang Riyan yelled even more angrily, grabbed the old man's broom as soon as he stretched out his hand, broke it at the waist with a "crack", and led the crowd into Yangcheng angrily. Sangyang Suyin frowned, and quickly walked over, seeing the old man's face, couldn't help but shouted out joyfully. "Dragon Dragon!" It turned out that this old man was an extremely old family member in Yangcheng. His grandfather had worked as a handyman in Yangcheng since his grandfather's generation. He was deaf and blind since he was young, as if he didn't care about anything. . But I don't know why, but Sang Yang Su Yin and he are very attached to each other. When he was young, he often dragged him to talk. Although Duke Long couldn't say ten words a year, even if he said a few words, he often said nothing, but he still talked with him. Sangyang Yinyin is very congenial, and he has often listened to him narrate his thoughts since he was young. After leaving Yangcheng for many years, apart from the slender and beautiful figure of the soul and dream department, what Sangyang Suyin misses the most is this quiet Duke Long. Sangyang Yinyin bent down, picked up the broken broom from the ground, and said apologetically, "My Uncle Riyan was really bad that day. I'll give you a new one when I'm free later." Then, he waved to Yiyangjiu and the others, indicating that they would also follow Sangyang Riyan into Yangcheng. "I'm busy, I'll see you when I'm free." The old family member "Dragon Dragon" held the broken broom, still with a look of complete indifference to everything. However, when Sangyang Suyin turned around and was about to walk into Yangcheng, he heard the old man whisper something in his throaty voice. "Don't drink tea." Sangyang Suyin turned her head in surprise, but she didn't know if she really heard the old man's words just now. But the old man didn't pay any attention to him, just hunched over and left in a senile manner. It's just that after the crowd dispersed, if the old man looked at the gate of Yangcheng meaningfully, there was an extremely sharp light in his eyes that was fleeting.