Xu Lian glanced at him displeasedly, a bit like "Why do you, the child, get in the way when an adult is talking?"
Cheng Yang suddenly remembered this look.
When he was in his teens and first arrived in Suidu, the first thing he did was to visit Qing Yan.
At that time, Qing Yan was combing Qing Lingyi's pigtails.
The eight-year-old Qing Lingyi was extremely well-bred, as white as a ball of jade, with pink cheeks. She sat obediently, with her hands on her knees, and said to Qing Yan: "Mom, I want to comb my hair better~ "
Cheng Yang leaned down and said with a smile: "I think you can just comb it casually. You are good-looking, so your hair will look good no matter how you comb it."
Qing Lingyi raised her round black eyes and looked at him, her cheeks blushing with shame.
At that time, a man behind Qing Yan glanced over displeasedly, his eyes so sharp.
Those are Qing Yan's subordinates.
Looking back now, that subordinate had the same face as Xu Lian today, but he was younger then, and now he has wrinkles.
"Ling Yi is here."
A calm female voice sounded.
Qing Lingyi looked over: "Shopkeeper Xi."
Shopkeeper Xi smiled at her and glanced at Cheng Yang coldly.
"How is that slave?" Qing Lingyi asked.
"Lock him up in the firewood shed and have people keep an eye on him." Shopkeeper Xi said.
Qing Lingyi breathed a sigh of relief.
Shopkeeper Xi looked at her and probably knew what was going on. He turned to signal Xu Lian: "You, take General Cheng to the woodshed."
Xu Lian responded and said to Cheng Yang, "Follow me."
Cheng Yang didn't move, his eyes still rested on Qing Lingyi.
Qing Lingyi blinked: "Go ahead, I'll talk to Shopkeeper Xi for a while."
Cheng Yang then hummed and stepped up to follow Xu Lian.
The woodshed is not far away.
Xu Lianzhuang asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Do you recognize this slave?"
Cheng Yang nodded, "He was my best brother."
Xu Lian was slightly surprised, "So you are here to rescue him today?"
"That's not true," Cheng Yang said in a calm tone, "He is a brother and a traitor. I am here to avenge him."
Xu Lian was speechless for a moment.
The woodshed door was ajar, and two people inside were chatting away.
"If you ask me, I can just kill this slave first, but the shop owner insists on keeping him, which resulted in the death of our two brothers."
"I think the shopkeeper did the right thing. Have you ever seen a slave like this? He is so strong that he can kill two people in one breath. This man is definitely not simple!"
The guy kicked the man on the ground and said, "Hey, what's your name? Where are you from?"
Jamon didn't move.
At this time, the door opened softly and someone pushed it open.
The two guys quickly stood up and said, "Brother Xu."
"Brother Xu."
Xu Lian ordered: "You all go and do your work. It's good to have me here."
Jia Meng glanced over there casually.
When he saw that handsome and stern face clearly, his pupils trembled.
It's him!
It's him who's coming!
Jia Meng struggled with all his strength, but this time the rope was tied by Xu Lian. It was too tight and strong, and he couldn't break free.
He tried hard to twist his body, face down, trying to cover his features with messy hair, and rubbed his face against the dirt, as if this could cover his features.
"What are you hiding from?"
But a deep voice sounded, right above the head, pressing down like a reminder.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years and you still don't want to look at me." Cheng Yang said, grabbing Jia Meng's hair and lifting his head.
His eyes fell on Jia Meng's face, a bit disgusted, "When you are reduced to this, why doesn't your good uncle look after you, Jiang Meng?"
Jamon was speechless.
His surname is Jiang, and he and Jiang Zhao are distant cousins and uncles.
His family was poor, and Jiang Zhao often helped him.
My parents always say that you should never forget your roots. Uncle Jiang will definitely repay Uncle Jiang's kindness in the future.
When he was fifteen years old, Jiang Zhao invited him into a gorgeous restaurant and treated him to the most sumptuous meal in his life.
After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Zhao sighed and said that he had a grudge against General Cheng. Over the years, General Cheng's military achievements have become increasingly prominent. He will definitely seek revenge from him in the future. When the time comes, his Jiang family and even these relatives will not We have a peaceful life today.
Jiang Meng also drank a few drinks. He was so drunk that he was emboldened. He patted his chest and said, "If you can use my place, just talk! I will definitely take care of it!"
Jiang Zhao's eyes became clearer and he looked at him and said, "Right now, there is indeed such a thing that only you can handle."
What Jiang Zhao said was that he made up a false identity for Jiang Meng and inserted him into the Cheng family army.
Jiang Meng fought bravely and became one with the soldiers. Within two years, he became Cheng Yang's deputy general.
While winning over people in the army, he got close to Cheng Yang and gained Cheng Yang's trust.
He was very successful at both of these things.
There are always those with evil intentions in the army, and they can be conquered with a little money and a little favor.
For example, Li Feng.
Cheng Yang was young and kind-hearted. He really regarded him as a good brother and told him everything he felt.
For example, he felt that General Qing's daughter was the most beautiful child he had ever seen, and she would definitely be even more beautiful when she grew up.
As a result, Jiang Meng and Jiang Zhao achieved great success in conspiracy to assassinate.
General Cheng Lao died, Cheng Wei died, and Cheng Wei's wife Ming Qiu also died.
Later in the battle, the Cheng family army defected after the war, and the Cheng family army suffered heavy casualties, and Cheng Yu also died.
Originally Jiang Meng also wanted to kill Cheng Yang.
But those seriously injured soldiers rushed over desperately and blocked his way with their broken bodies. They shouted as if they were dead: "Major General, you go first!"
"We're here!"
Dozens of lives were actually bought for time.
Cheng Yang was dying, but he regained his strength, rectified the remaining soldiers, and quelled the civil strife.
Li Feng and others fled quickly, but Jiang Meng didn't have time.
Cheng Yang pierced his leg with a sword and looked down at him.
His face was covered with blood, and Jiang Meng couldn't tell whether his expression was anger or sadness.
Jiang Meng was confused and laughed loudly: "Young General, General Cheng! You and I have been brothers for so many years. You didn't know that Jiang Zhao and I were distant relatives, and I didn't know that you didn't want to end up like this! You have a bright future. Become a general!"
Cheng Yang set a fire on his body.
Jiang Meng rolled and shouted in agony. Before he passed out from the burn, he saw Cheng Yang's leaving figure.
He thought this would be the end of his life.
In fact, he thought it would be good to die, but he regained consciousness and woke up again, turning into a monster with neither human nor ghost.
Jiang Zhao said to him: "Nephew, you have done so many things for me, I am very grateful. But now Cheng Yang is still alive, and so many people in Cheng Jiajun are still alive. I don't worry. You should still remember those people. Something about that, right?"
Jiang Meng didn't want to speak.
Jiang Zhao suddenly said: "By the way, I sent someone to pick up your parents. Let them take care of you and wait for you to recover from your injuries."
Jiang Meng's back felt cold. This was a threat.
If he didn't tell him, his parents would be in danger.
He closed his eyes and told the information about Cheng Jiajun's life, where he lived, who was in his family, and what his weaknesses were.
But he kept it in mind and didn't say anything until a few days later.
None of my parents came.
When he couldn't sleep due to the pain of his burns, Jiang Meng avoided the guards and limped out to get some air.
On a moonlit night, he accidentally entered Jiang Zhao's yard.
In the study, my uncle was laughing and chatting with others.
"You mean Jiang Meng? He is a good knife. If it weren't for him, how could things have gone so smoothly? Unfortunately, he was burned into an ugly shape and his legs were lame. He is no longer of much use. Occasionally I go to see him , I feel really disgusting.”
"Be patient! It won't be too late to deal with him after getting all the information."
"I know that he is destined to die. He knows too much! But as a relative, I will bury him and his parents together."
