Yang Zhi knew Guo Jiuling when he was very young. At that time, he was still in the capital and was afraid of him. An Ruhai and Guo Jiuling were two of them. If they were in the hands of these two, they would often have to bloom. They would not be favored by their grandfather Yang Yihe's power at all.

From the grandfather Yang Yihe, Yang Zhi also learned a lot of Guo Jiuling's past. So compared to ordinary people, he has a deeper understanding of Guo Jiuling and has a great understanding. This is a guy who is cruel to the enemy and even more cruel to himself. In order to achieve his goals, they will sacrifice everything. As long as he thinks it is worth it, even if he saves his life.

Just like this time, betraying hundreds of brothers in exchange for controlling the inner guards, in Guo Jiuling's view, it was an extremely cost-effective transaction. The hundreds of secret spies who died in a mess would not understand what was wrong in the end. Guo Jiuling wanted to use the lives of more than a hundred people to exchange for the unexpected surprises when attacking the capital in the future, in exchange for more lives of soldiers.

From a purely interest perspective, there is indeed no error, but Yang Zhi is not able to accept this operation method. He is easy to deal with. If he is one of the more than a hundred people, if he knows and thinks about it, he must be very angry.

But Yang Zhi could not blame the other party because Guo Jiuling also caught himself in.

He was born and raised here, and eventually, he decided to die here.

Yang Zhi knew that he could not change Guo Jiuling's decision, and deep down, he was extremely confused. He could not tell whether Guo Jiuling's move was right or wrong.

After a long talk overnight, Yang Zhi said goodbye to Guo Jiuling with tears. When he walked out of the courtyard, he looked back at Guo Jiuling who was still standing there smiling at him.

He knew that this was the last glance, and from then on, he would never see the old man who once hated him, scared him, and respected him.

In the cold wind, Yang Zhi's figure fell on the city tower. He turned around and looked at this city full of his childhood memories and his painful memories after he became an adult. This time he left and came back, it must be the moment when the Ming army was at the city.

He stretched out his hands and suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was like a torrent of rolling water. Suddenly, countless lights lit up on the city walls. Between the figures and the sound of soldiers and armor ran towards his place.

He floated up like a flying catkin, falling out of the city.

As soon as his feet landed, he levered his force and rushed forward quickly, leaving only the tall backs of the city guards looking at each other above the city tower.

A little cold on his face, Yang Zhi stretched out his hand and looked at the crystal snowflakes falling into the palm of his hand melting into water, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Today's winter is coming very early!

He remembered Guo Jiuling's words, it would snow heavily this year, and Min Ruoying's winter is very difficult!

It’s heavy snow, so you can come more violently, so that your white body can cover up the endless sins and hatred of this city.

Yang Zhi was moving forward rapidly in the night, but the snow did not fall. After a few pieces of falling, it eventually turned into a drizzle of Fifi Niu. It seemed not heavy, but it was so wet and cold.

From when, two more people were behind him, and followed him without saying a word, until he stopped near an unknown hill dozens of miles away from Shangjing.

"General." A burly man from the two behind him walked to him, took off a package on his back, and handed it to him.

"Thousand-faced, thunderstorm, you two are waiting for me here." Yang Zhi took the package and said to them.

Watching Yang Zhi walk towards the hill, Leisho looked at Qianmian with some confusion: "Brother Qianmian, is the general's relative buried on this hill?"

Qianmian nodded: "Hundreds of Yang's family were beheaded by Min Ruoying, and finally buried here. From the old man in his sixties to the baby in the cradle, there is no lucky name except General Yang Zhi."

There were no mass graves on the mountain. On the contrary, there were trees and trees as thick as bowls. Yang Zhi pushed aside the grass and walked for a while, and finally stopped in front of a huge round bulge. If he was not a person who knew the inside story, he would only think that this uplift was just the natural ups and downs of the mountain. However, Yang Zhi knew that under this round bulge, hundreds of people from the Yang clan were buried.

Now, they are all hidden deep in the dense forest and among the weeds.

He opened the bag and took out a handful of paper money from it. With a flare of his wrist, countless pieces of paper money fell down like snowflakes. He took out the incense and candle and lit it. Yang Zhi knelt down and knocked three loudly towards this place.

Standing up, Yang Zhi walked forward dozens of steps and finally saw another small grave. This is the only thing that can be seen here is the location of a grave, which is exactly between four big trees. The person who built this grave did not set up a tombstone, but planted a small tree in the four directions of the grave, and then pressed it with stone slabs around it. Now more than ten years have passed, and the small trees of that year have long grown into big trees as thick as bowls.

Yang Zhi walked to this small grave and knelt down.

"Grandpa, the unfilial grandson is here to see you." He whimpered and crawled on the ground.

Although hundreds of people were buried here, the only people who were qualified to own a tomb alone were undoubtedly Yang Yihe, the master of the Yang family, who was the eldest son of the Great Chu.

Light the incense candle, throw paper money, and take out a pot of wine and two wine glasses from the package.

"Grandpa, grandson is already naughty, making you worry. I just wiped my butt, but I thought it was the right amount. During the holidays, even if I kowtow to you, I just wanted to get more money from you to spend. I grew so big, but I didn't have a good meal or a drink with you." Yang Zhi sat cross-legged in front of the grave and said, his voice choked up: "When my grandson got the matter and became wise, he was too late. You have no more, your family is gone, and no relatives are left. Yin and Yang are separated, and if you want to drink with you, you can only be in a dream."

He poured a glass of wine in front of the grave, but he picked up another one and drank it all in one go.

"Grandpa, today my grandson is here to have a meal with you. Now my grandson has grown up and has a promising future. Not only will he command thousands of troops, but his martial arts cultivation has also made rapid progress. In this world, there are not many people who can beat my grandson. One day, I will definitely fight invincible all over the world." He raised his wine glass again and said boldly.

Just as I said this, I thought it was wrong, and shook my head: "Grandpa, my grandson said it wrong just now. There is a person I am afraid I can't beat in my life, but there is probably only one like him. So I just said that I am invincible in the world, so I have to line up this person. Come on, grandpa, let's have another drink and praise you, a promising grandson!"

After another glass of wine, Yang Zhi's face turned slightly red: "Grandpa, you should know that now I am working with Qin Feng. That boy from that time is now the emperor. I have to kowtow when I see him, but I am willing to do it. He is indeed a character, better than me. In private, we have a good relationship, and I am still his son's godfather! Hehe, as his son's godfather, I am not looking at Princess Xi, otherwise I wouldn't have to do it. Now, as soon as he meets, he forces me to find a wife quickly, get married and have children. Humph, I haven't revenge on my Yang family, so I have no idea of ​​finding a wife."

Yang Zhi touched the long scar on his face, "Shu Fengzi said that he could use medicine to eliminate this scar on my face, so that my grandson, I will be as fierce as he is now, but I will not. When I touch this scar, I will think of this deep hatred like the sea. Grandpa, I will soon be able to avenge our Yang family. The Great Chu, which you had to survive after a lot of hardships, will be flattened by my grandson's army. I don't know if you will be happy or angry at that time, and will you slap me twice?"

"Grandpa, don't worry. When I capture Shangjing City and kill Min Ruoying, I will not do anything. I will ask Qin Feng for a big mansion, and then concentrate on marrying a wife, giving birth to a lot of babies in the house, and then teach them to study, be a martial arts, grow up, and then build a larger Yang clan than in the past. In the future, the grandson will not be the only one who comes to visit the grave here, and there will be many people."

He mentioned the wine pot, "Grandpa, this is the Dadaoji wine from the Ming Dynasty. You have never drunk it. It's very strong. Your alcohol content is not very good. It's limited to three cups, so you can't drink too much. Next time I come back, I bring fruit wine. The wine is warm and suitable for you. Come on, grandpa, you drink the last cup, and the rest will be filled with the grandson!"

Pour a full glass and pour it in front of the grave. Yang Zhi lifted the wine pot and drank the wine in the pot until it was gone.

With a bang, the wine pot flew out from a distance, hit a tree, and fell to the ground with a sound. Yang Zhi stood up, "Grandpa, grandson is leaving. Grandpa is very busy now. I'm afraid I won't have time to visit you again. When I come back next time, my army must have reached the foot of Shangjing City. The sight here is good. You are old, so I'll watch here carefully how my grandson entered Shangjing City."

Yang Zhi knocked three more times, jumped up, stared at the grave without tombstones for a moment, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Without taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a light sound, the little sword came out of nowhere and hovered on his right hand.
Chapter completed!