Chapter 112: Tiger Girl's Marriage
Hu Niu's real name is Yang Yinjun. At first glance, she seems to be a well-mannered girl who is well-versed in poetry and literature, but most people will be disappointed if they actually meet her.
She heard Tang Ying coming in the backyard, so she ran to greet the guest with a pole and a wooden barn, and shouted from a distance: "Tang, come out!"
Tang Ying had just sat down and hadn't even had a sip of hot tea when she heard someone outside calling her in a loud voice: "Uncle Yang, you don't want me to drink your hot tea, right?" Although she complained, she still got up and walked out.
Yang Huniu was not a gentle, courteous, frugal and modest person. As soon as Tang Ying stepped out of the living room, she was hit head-on by a long wooden pole, which hit her in the face.
Tang Ying leaned back with her head drooping, avoiding the head-on attack. When she stood up, Chang Mucang seemed to have eyes, circling around her neck, coming at her with a fierce momentum, as if he had a deep hatred and was determined to take her life.
The long sword at Tang Ying's waist came out of the sheath with a clang, and his body, which was pressed down by the long wooden warehouse, slid close to the wooden warehouse. Fei Luan's cold light swept along the direction of the gun barrel and almost cut off Yang Huniu's hand holding the wooden warehouse.
"What a cruel girl!" Yang Huniu's Changmucang almost slipped out of her grasp and she had to retreat several steps back before she could avoid Feiluan's sword.
"You're no less capable than him!" Tang Ying twisted her waist and chased after him. The two of them fought in the yard, attracting Yang Wei and the attendants in the yard to come and watch.
The two fought fiercely, and Yang Wei's attendants were discussing: "Young Miss has met her match this time. Why does it seem that Miss Tang is more powerful than before?"
Yang Huniu had fought with Tang Ying a lot since they were young, and the two would fight every now and then. However, after Tang Ying followed her father to the military camp, the frequency of fighting decreased a lot. They only separated when Yang Wei was transferred to garrison the northwest defense line.
The two fought for more than half an hour, both were sweating, their hair was disheveled, Tang Ying had a scratch on her face, and Yang Huniu's robe was torn by Feiluan, and some blood was seen, before they stopped.
Yang Huniu was going back to her room to change her clothes, so she asked her, "Yingzi, do you want to go with me?"
Tang Ying wiped the blood off her face with a handkerchief: "Forget it, I'm afraid you'll hold me in the room and beat me up again." This kind of thing has happened before. While she was changing her clothes, Yang Huniu actually used a sneak attack tactic, so the tables, chairs and screens in the room were all damaged.
"Forget it, you coward." As expected, she was not satisfied yet and was planning to launch a sneak attack in the room.
Tang Yinglang laughed out loud: "Do you think I'm stupid?" Then she turned around and walked into the hall with Yang Wei, waving at her: "Go quickly."
Yang Wei smiled widely: "I haven't seen Hu Niu so happy for a long time. She often said that she was bored in the northwest and there was no one to play with her."
"If you want to play with her, you have to make your skin thicker first, otherwise you won't be able to withstand her beatings." Tang Ying teased: "Does she really not think she is powerful?"
Yang Huniu is already eighteen years old, but she is still obsessed with fighting. This is a kind of happiness.
Yang Wei was worried: "This girl is not young anymore, and she has a reputation for being a fierce evil. How can she get married?"
Tang Ying was the best at giving advice: "Uncle Yang, have you ever considered taking a son-in-law? Pick the young and strong men in your camp, and bring the one she likes home directly, and you'll have an extra son."
Yang Wei and his wife have a good relationship, but unfortunately he only has one daughter, and he loves her very much. He has considered marrying in before, but the men he picked were all mocked by Yang Huniu, who disliked them for not being good-looking enough. Although classmate Yang Yinjun is tall and strong with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she wants a good-looking husband. This has been her obsession since she was ten years old.
Tang Ying: “…” Hasn’t this girl’s obsession with looks been cured yet?
Ever since Yang Wei was transferred, he had only learned about Baicheng from the official newspaper. When he met Tang Ying after more than half a year, he first chatted about family matters, but hesitated several times as he wanted to ask about the fall of the city. However, considering Tang Ying's mood, he could not bring himself to ask.
Tang Ying could guess what he was doing, so he told him the story of Baicheng in a few words as lightly as possible. When he heard that Tang Jue was sacrificed, the iron man's eyes were red: "Jue'er..." When he heard that there was a traitor in the city, who secretly let the enemy enter the city, causing Tang Yu and the other man to die together, he pounded his fist as big as a bowl on the table: "Son of a bitch..."
Later, when he heard that the real and fake Tang Ying had been revealed, and that Tang Ying had come to Beijing, he asked with concern, "Who is so bold as to impersonate you?"
When Tang Ying said the man's name, he was also a little bit unbelievable : "I never thought that a girl who looked so delicate in the past could do such a thing."
Tang Ying tried to explain many things to him in a few words, but he was extremely meticulous and kept asking questions. It was like digging a rabbit hole. Originally, you would dig along the entrance, but you would end up digging a large area on the ground, and he would actually figure it out by asking and guessing.
"...So the fall of Baicheng and the trouble with the Marshal were all caused by that son of a bitch Second Prince?"
"This is what I have found out so far." Tang Ying kindly reminded: "Uncle Yang, don't say outside that the Second Prince is a son of a bitch."
Yang Wei: "Do you think your uncle Yang is brainless?" His face was still full of anger, and he uttered a long string of Chinese curses fluently. Just as he was cursing fiercely, Yang Huniu changed her clothes and came over: "Dad, who made you angry? Your daughter will smash his head!"
Yang Wei: “…”
Tang Ying: “…”
They both fell silent.
"That Hu Niu - Yinjun, there are many handsome young men in the capital, and you are the eldest daughter of the Yang family now. Don't always think about smashing someone's head, that's too unladylike." Tang Ying thought about it and decided to stop this girl.
Yang Yinjun was rarely silent for a moment, and even showed a little shyness of a girl: "Yes, you came to Beijing earlier than me, so what you said should make sense." She sat down next to Tang Ying, and no longer asked about which thief her father was cursing so angry about, but kept asking about what was happening in Beijing.
After Tang Ying came to Beijing, he experienced ups and downs and was even a beggar for a while. With the gossip that Zhang Qing got from outside and the fact that the Forbidden Cavalry Division was a place to broaden one's horizons, he turned himself into a storyteller and told Yang Yinjun many interesting stories about Beijing. The girl, who was usually restless, actually listened attentively.
Yang Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
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Two days later, the Yang Mansion received a visiting card from the Second Prince, who came to ask for advice on how to march and deploy troops.
Since the Second Prince led the troops to recapture Baicheng, he has become very prominent among the other princes in the court. If the ceremony of the Crown Prince succession to the throne was not imminent and shattered his fantasy, perhaps his attitude would not have to be so anxious and he could have been more graceful.
As a border guard, Yang Wei had never thought of getting involved in the fight for succession in the capital. Moreover, he had heard from Tang Ying about what the second prince had done, how he climbed up by stepping on the corpses of soldiers and civilians in Baicheng, so he was even more reluctant to receive this prince.
He ordered his attendants to send back the servant who had brought the invitation to the Second Prince's mansion: "My general has traveled a long way and is in poor health. He is preparing to rest for a while. Please tell the Second Prince that the general has not been in the mood to entertain guests recently. Please forgive me, Second Prince."
It was Feng Kui who came to the Second Prince's Mansion to deliver the invitation, and he repeated it word for word after returning.
Yuan Lang didn't expect that he would be rejected by Yang Wei despite his polite attitude. He was angry and ordered his men to check who Yang Wei brought with him to Beijing this time.
Ever since he took over the people under the Grand Princess, information has become much more convenient than before. For many things, his subordinates have already found out everything for him without him having to ask.
" I heard that Yang Wei brought his daughter Yang Yinjun with him when he came to Beijing this time ."
"Yang Yinjun?" The Second Prince had never seen Miss Yang in person in his previous life.
In her previous life, Madam Yang fell ill before going to Beijing, so she stayed to take care of him. As a result, she got to know the disciple of Doctor Wu, who was treating Madam Yang. The disciple was handsome and spoke softly , which inexplicably touched Miss Yang's heart. So she forced him to marry into her family's family and stay in the northwest to cultivate her relationship with her husband. After that, Yang Wei went to Beijing only a few times, and Miss Yang devoted her heart to her own family, so she never went to Beijing again.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang was in good health in this life. Since she had never been sick, when Yang Wei went to Beijing, he could not stand his daughter's noise and had to bring her along.
Feng Kui replied, "Yang Yinjun is eighteen years old and unmarried." Hearing the name, he knew she was a dignified lady. "I just don't know what she looks like."
Yuan Lang had seen the daughter of Marshal Tang who was good at martial arts. Although she was not the same type as those charming women who knew how to act coquettishly in the palace, Tang Ying was not bad looking. On the contrary, her heroic demeanor, which was different from that of ordinary women, made her uniquely charming.
Since Yang Wei's daughter also comes from a family of military generals, she might be the next Tang Ying.
He was planning for his own future, and seeing that Tang Ying was determined, although he was still reluctant to let her go, and had thought about waiting until he ascended the throne again, maybe he would have a chance to start over, but for now he still had to plan carefully, so he mentioned it to Concubine Wan when he entered the palace.
Imperial Noble Consort Wan also thought this was a good idea: "Since the Grand Princess also agrees, and Yang Wei still holds the military power, although he cannot match Tang Yao's omnipotence, Tang Yao is dead after all. It doesn't matter if I don't marry his daughter. I might as well marry Yang Wei's daughter." What's more, Tang Ying's refusal of marriage was a great blow to Imperial Noble Consort Wan.
In her opinion, her son fell in love with Tang Ying, which was a great blessing for Tang Ying. She did not expect that this girl would dare to refuse the marriage in front of His Majesty and openly defy the order. It would be better not to have such a girl.
However, after experiencing the previous misunderstanding, Noble Consort Wan and the Second Prince were much more cautious this time. They did not go to tell the Emperor of Southern Qi, but instead found the Minister of War to inform Yang Wei and test Yang Wei's intentions.
When Yang Wei heard that the Second Prince actually wanted to marry his daughter, it was obvious what the Second Prince was planning, and he almost got angry: "Your Excellency, you don't know, my daughter is a bit stubborn. I'd better wait until she comes back from playing outside. I'll ask her opinion and then give you an answer." He politely sent the Minister of War away.
