The folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were fierce, and the villagers had long been displeased with his family's mistreatment of Yang Xuan. If they knew the truth, his family would no longer be able to stay in Dingnan County!

"When did the master of the mirror become so fragile? He was beaten to death by my punch." In the mountains, Yang Lue, who was worried about Yang Xuan's safety, returned from inquiring about the news. He had been sitting by the fire in a daze for a long time. He knew that those people would

Silence, thinking that since Yang Xuan was a hunter, he would take advantage of the opportunity when the man could not move to escape. But the good hunter died unexpectedly, and someone saw the two men burning the corpse in the wild.

"Go, go to Chang'an, the most dangerous place, but also the safest. But those old friends..." Yang Lue looked in the direction of Chang'an, raised his head and took a sip of wine, as if to see Yang Xuan off. He suddenly

He laughed and said lightly: "Chang'an, long time no see!"

But then there was sadness on his brows, "That young man went to Chang'an, Chang'an... I'm afraid he will be uneasy."

After not drinking for many years, Yang Lue raised his head and drank for a long time, put down the wine bag, let out a breath, stretched out his hand, looked at the stars on his fingertips, and said softly: "He has finally grown up."

…

At night, Mrs. Wang lay on the bear skin and cursed: "When he comes back, you see how I will deal with him... Hey! I remember he has a box and no one is allowed to touch it. I'll go take a look."

"Don't go." Yang Ding lay on the bearskin and said angrily, "He must have taken away all the valuable things."

After a while, Wang's exclamation came from Yang Xuan's room.

"Husband!"

Yang Ding hurried over.

Under the wooden box, more than a thousand copper coins were neatly stacked. They looked like they had been counted countless times and were shiny.

…

Yang Xuan, who was so hated by Yang Ding and his wife, was on his way to Chang'an at the moment.

The sun was shining brightly, and green could be seen on the ground from time to time, which made Yang Xuan's mood brighter. Thinking that he would go to the prosperous Chang'an during this trip, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"After all, they have taken care of me for many years."

Although the young man hated the miserable years after the age of ten, he could not walk away cruelly. He left most of the money he had saved, so that he could only walk with a pair of feet.

"I'll just walk to Chang'an!"

The young man who was traveling far away for the first time felt that the whole world was smiling at him.

The official road is very spacious, big enough for the convoy behind.

But behind him came the sound of horse hooves and arrogant shouts.

"Get out of the way!"

The sound of the riding whip breaking through the air was very sharp.

As if he was in danger in the mountains and forests, Yang Xuan lowered his head to avoid it and subconsciously kicked it.

The horse took the knight on its back and flew out with a long neigh.

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Chapter completed!