He slowly moved to the door and saw that Qian still didn''t pay attention. He weighed his feet with a toy, pulled open the door bolt, then opened a crack in the door and secretly touched it out.
There were servant girls in Yuexin garden, but at this time, it was the time of shift. The only two servant girls were still waiting in the room and didn''t pay attention to him.
This is also the result of his dedicated management in the past five years.
From the beginning, he had to play alone. If someone followed him, he would deliberately keep crying. In the long run, in addition, he played alone with great discretion. Nothing happened, and he didn''t even fall. So today, others have been used to him playing alone in the hospital.
After leaving Yuexin garden, Yang Xuan ran away. At this time, he was very anxious and estimated the time. At this time, the rebellion launched by Yang Qingshi had begun. If he didn''t run faster and wait for his father to hand in with Yang Qingshi, it would be too late.
Others have short legs. Although they try their best to run, they are still too slow.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "master Xuan, why did you run out alone?"
Yang Xuan saw that he was an old enemy - Yang Jing.
At this time, Yang Jing was just an ordinary housekeeper. When he saw Yang Xuan alone, he was very strange and couldn''t help looking at him behind him.
Yang Xuan turned his eyes and suddenly said, "Yang Jing, my mother has something to do. I want to find my father quickly. Carry me to the family hall."
There was a look of surprise on Yang Jing''s face. He didn''t suspect that Yang Xuan lied to him, because Yang Xuan''s appearance was so confusing. Can a five-year-old child understand what deception is?
Normally, some servants would run errands for such things, but at this time, Yang Xuan ran out in person. Taking all the circumstances together, Yang Jing was frightened.
Without saying a word, he lowered his back to Yang Xuan, opened his feet and ran to the family hall.
Although Yang Jing had only three layers of internal strength at this time, she was still very fast when she ran with all her strength. Soon, she came to the family hall.
Yang Xuan jumped down from Yang Jing''s back. When he saw the situation in the hall, his heart was already heavy.
Even Yang Jing was stunned and couldn''t figure out what was going on in the hall.
At this time, there was great chaos in the hall. Twenty or thirty people had fought together, and there were shouts from time to time.
Yang Xuan stood by the door and saw Yang Qingtian at a glance.
At this time, Yang Qingtian was full of grief and anger. He looked at Yang Qingshi tossing and turning in the hall, and his hand holding the blade had turned white.
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yang Qingtian looked ugly, he was not hurt. He should have not shot yet.
"All the disciples listened to the order and took action at the same time to catch the rebels." an old voice came out, not angry. It was Yang Xuan''s grandfather and Yang Qingtian''s father, Yang Shatian.
Yang Xuan''s impression of the patriarch''s grandfather was very vague, because he recovered his memory at the age of five in the last life. Then there was Yang Qingshi''s rebellion. Not long after, Yang Shatian died because of his anger. Then Yang Qingshan, Yang Xuan''s second uncle, succeeded to the throne and became the head of the family.
"Yes!" the disciples who had surrounded, including Yang Qingtian, pressed the field at the same time.
Yang Qingtian, full of resentment, rushed first.
This is the time!
Yang Xuan widened his eyes. If he didn''t change at this moment, Yang Qingtian would be seriously injured by Yang Qingshi and die.
Whether it''s true or unreal, in short, he wants to change all this.
Yang Qingtian has been pressed up. Among the family disciples, he has the best relationship with Yang Qingshi. At this time, seeing Yang Qingshi so, he is bleeding in his heart.
Yang Qingshi had already seen him, and a trace of helplessness and grief flashed in his eyes, but then he was completely replaced by a stream of resentment.
"Qingtian, you also want to stop me?" Yang Qingshi shouted, his voice unspeakable grief and anger.
"Brother, stop!" Yang Qingtian was very sad. If possible, he really didn''t want to see brother like this.
"Hahaha, how to stop? I can''t stop!" Yang Qingshi laughed bitterly and angrily, clapped it with one hand, and a family guard had vomited blood and flew out.
Yang Qingtian didn''t speak any more. His face showed a look of extreme disappointment and had welcomed Yang Qingshi.
Yang Qingshi smiled miserably and slapped Yang Qingtian.
At this time, a young voice came from behind Yang Qingtian.
"Daddy!"
Yang Qingtian was shocked. He couldn''t take care of Yang Qingshi any more. He suddenly stepped back and turned around. He picked up Yang Xuan who didn''t know when he came behind the people and jumped away from the battle circle.
Yang Qingshi took back his palm when Yang Xuan shouted. If possible, he would not fight with Yang Qingtian at all.
Yang Xuan''s voice also attracted the attention of others, and even the people who were fighting retreated.
For a moment, Yang Xuan''s voice was like an order, which made the battle stop.
In the middle of the hall, Yang Qingshi led seven or eight people, who were wounded and looked miserable.
"Xuan''er, how can you come here?" Yang Qingtian looked at Yang Xuan in his arms and surprised his soul out of his body. At this moment, his back was full of cold sweat.
The sword has no eyes. Yang Xuan, a five-year-old child, unexpectedly appeared in the battle circle. As long as someone doesn''t pay attention to it, Yang Xuan will die on the spot in an instant.
Yang Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he came in time. If he was a little later, it would be too late to repent.
Yang, who was sitting in the master''s chair, looked at Yang Xuan, but turned his eyes to Yang Qingshi.
"Bluestone, don''t let go!" Yang''s voice contains sorrow for his misfortune and anger.
Yang Qingshi looked up to the sky and laughed with a sad voice: "I can''t look back."
Yang Po Tian had a sad look in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Qingtian, take xuan''er back first."
Yang Qingtian replied that with Yang Xuan here, he would never join the war again.
He took a final look at Yang Qingshi, then held Yang Xuan and turned away.
After that day, Yang Qingtian became silent. It can be seen that Yang Qingshi''s rebellion dealt a great blow to him.
Yang Qingshi finally left, but Yang Xuan was a little strange.
He saw the situation of that day. It was reasonable that Yang Qingshi could not leave anyway, but the final result was that he was killed out of the siege and escaped. There was no story in it and no one believed it.
However, it''s none of his business. As long as he can save Yang Qingtian, his goal will be achieved.
The days after that were extremely calm. It seemed that Yang Qingshi''s betrayal had no impact on the Yang family.
The days passed day by day. In the twinkling of an eye, Yang Xuan was six years old.
At the age of six, he was very impressed by Yang xuanlai.
At the age of six, he met the fortune teller. At the age of six, he was found to be born disabled and unable to practice.
On this day, a man came to Yuexin garden.
The man was wearing a blue robe and holding a white cloth flag with four big words written on it: the iron mouth was broken.
Yang Xuan was brought out. When he saw this man, he sighed slightly in his heart.
Yang Qingtian is not dead. Many things have been changed, but at the same time, many things have not changed.
For example, the fortune teller in front of us still arrived as promised.
"If one day this son gains power, there will be a bloody storm in the world." the fortune teller opened his mouth lightly, and his eyes inadvertently passed Yang Xuan''s eyes, which seemed to show a smile rather than a smile on his face.
Yang Xuan was frightened.