"Premier Ning, I'm really flattered by your sudden visit, haha." Yang Pojun laughed heartily and extended his hand towards Ning Guangyao from afar.
Yang Cheng stood beside Ning Guangyao, but he didn't seem to have been seen at all.
Ning Guangyao had a happy expression on his face, "Yang Pojun, how many times have I told you not to call me that in a private meeting? Do you think I don't know that your words are fake?"
"Hehe, Old Ning, you understand me. However, in front of so many soldiers, I have to give you some face, right?" Yang Pojun said.
Ning Guangyao ignored his courtesy. Although he was half a head shorter, he still casually put his hand on Yang Pojun's shoulder and said with emotion, "The last time we met was during the National People's Congress. A few months have passed so quickly. We two old friends, it can be said that we don't have much time to meet."
"I'm very free every day. As a soldier, as long as I don't fight, I won't be too busy. Unlike you, you give speeches here and there every day, and you even have to go and express your condolences. You don't have the time to see each other." Yang Pojun said with a smile.
"Aren't you going to run for the Politburo Standing Committee? With your qualifications, being elected as a national leader is a sure thing. At that time, you might even be busier than me. "
"Haha …" "Then I'll take your words..."
The two middle-aged men stood in the aisle, one after another, talking to each other.
Ning Guodong and a group of bodyguards stood behind Ning Guangyao. They didn't dare to make a sound when the two big shots were talking.
Yang Cheng knew that Yang Pojun was pretending not to know him, but he wasn't angry. After all, there was no need to make things difficult for him, and he didn't come here for him.
However, he did not expect that Ning Guangyao and Yang Pojun would have such a close relationship. In terms of age, Ning Guangyao should be a few years older than Yang Pojun, but there was not much difference. After all, in that era, there was not a clear division of generations.
After the two old friends chatted for five to six minutes, Ning Guangyao pointed at Yang Cheng and said, "This young man said he came to see you and Xuehua. Do you know each other? Oh, right, where's Xuehua? "
Yang Pojun could no longer avoid Yang Cheng, who was standing next to him. The smile on his face gradually faded, and he said lightly, "It's a long story. Old Ning, you and my nephew should go in with my bodyguards and have a cup of hot tea. Xuehua isn't feeling well, so she couldn't come to see you today."
"Not feeling well? Being locked up like a prisoner and grounded by you, of course I can't be comfortable. "Yang Cheng sneered.
Yang Pojun's face darkened. "What nonsense are you talking about?!"
"Grounded?" Ning Guangyao was shocked. "What do you mean? Yang Pojun, you grounded Xuehua? "
Yang Pojun took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger. "It's a private matter between us. Old Ning, you don't have to worry about it."
"How can I not worry about it? You, Xuehua, and I have been friends for decades. Do you think I don't know your temperament? Xuehua has always been gentle and would never take the initiative to provoke anyone. She has always been obedient to you. Why would you lock her up for no reason? "Ning Guangyao frowned, full of puzzlement.
Yang Pojun's face became more and more ugly. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he did not explode. He only said, "It's very complicated. Old Ning, you don't have to worry about it. I will settle it with this young man."
After saying that, Yang Pojun looked coldly at Yang Cheng and said, "You come with me."
Of course, Yang Chen wasn't afraid of him. He wouldn't allow himself to be manipulated by him. Standing still, he said, "I don't have anything to hide from you. If you have something to say, say it now. If you don't have anything to say, I'll look for it myself."
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Yang Pojun said in a deep voice.
"Who I am talking to depends on your attitude." Yang Cheng said without the slightest concession.
"Do you think I'll let you wander around my camp as you please?" Yang Pojun's eyes were about to spit out fire. "Do you think I don't dare to lock you up in front of Premier Ning?"
"You can try." Yang Cheng sneered.
Ning Guangyao saw the two of them were at daggers drawn. He was full of doubt and hurriedly tried to dissuade them. "What are you two doing? Pojun, tell me clearly, what exactly happened? What relationship does this young man have with you? "
Yang Pojun did not say anything. He just looked at Yang Cheng with a fierce expression. After all, he was a commander. His hands were also stained with the blood of countless enemies. At this moment, when he was angry, his whole body rose up with a fierce aura. It made the few bodyguards beside Ning Guangyao tense up.
Yang Cheng looked at Yang Pojun without fear. The man in front of him seemed to be more unwilling to see him than he had imagined. Yang Cheng also did not know why he had such a feeling of rejection. Obviously, he locked up Guo Xuehua because of this feeling.
Just when Yang Cheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yang Pojun and planned to look for Guo Xuehua himself, he heard a surprised female voice coming from the other end of the corridor. "Yang Cheng!?"
Yang Cheng turned his head and saw Guo Xuehua. Her hair was a little messy and her face was extremely haggard. She was standing there with tears in her eyes. She was looking at him emotionally.
He didn't know how she had lived for more than a day. Compared to when he saw her before, this woman seemed to have aged a few years. Her face was gloomy, her eyes were a little sunken, and her lips were a little pale. At this moment, standing in the cold wind, she was like a withered leaf in late autumn that would fall at any time.
Not only Yang Cheng, but Yang Pojun, Ning Guangyao, and others also had different expressions when they saw Guo Xuehua like this. Ning Guangyao, in particular, looked as if he had seen something extremely horrifying. Then, anger rose in his eyes, and he stared at Yang Pojun fiercely. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied that Yang Pojun had tortured Guo Xuehua to such a state.
However, Guo Xuehua didn't have the mood to pay attention to her own situation. She didn't care that her hair was still messy and fluttered in front of her forehead. She ran with all her strength towards Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng only frowned for a moment, but in the end, he still let Guo Xuehua hug his waist, and their whole body was tightly pressed together.
Guo Xuehua cried tears of joy. She hugged Yang Cheng tightly, and her head leaned on Yang Cheng's chest. She kept shouting, "Child … child … my child … mother finally found you …"
Although her words were very vague, the few people beside them heard it clearly.
Yang Pojun's face was ashen, and he didn't say a word.
Ning Guangyao and Ning Guodong, father and son, were shocked at first, and then looked at Yang Pojun and Yang Cheng in disbelief.
Guo Xuehua's child? Then, these two are father and son!?
Although they didn't understand what was going on, and why did the Yang Family suddenly have another son, it was obvious that the matter in front of them wasn't fake. Otherwise, why would Yang Pojun hide this matter?
Yang Cheng didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. His mind was actually empty. He let the woman in his arms cry on his chest, let her hug him, and call him "Yang Cheng", "son", "child" … Her voice was very hoarse and weak, but it was like a powerful hammer, fiercely pounding on his heart.
Fiercely pounding on his heart.
However, even if his heart was very painful, Yang Cheng felt very warm, as if something was gradually melting.
This is something that I have never felt before … Yang Cheng thought in his heart.
Guo Xuehua's personal bodyguards, Little Wen and Little Li, also ran here. The two female soldiers' faces were red, and they were obviously ashamed of facing Yang Pojun, and they couldn't lift their heads.
Yang Pojun glanced at the two women, "Who allowed you to let Madam out?"
Little Wen and Little Li looked at each other, but they didn't dare to speak.
"It was me."
An old voice came from the arched door, and a somewhat melancholy Yang Gongming, together with the old woman, appeared in front of everyone again.
"Yang Gong?" Ning Guangyao was in awe, and bowed from afar. Even Ning Guodong immediately saw the person who came. Even his father had to pay respect to a senior, so he naturally had to bow as well.
The anger in Yang Pojun's eyes instantly extinguished, and he cried out involuntarily, "Father?!"
"I was the one who let Xuehua out, and I was also the one who told her that Yang Cheng was here to look for her." Yang Gongming sighed, and walked in front of them. He looked at the dumbfounded Yang Pojun, who seemed to be in disbelief, and said, "Pojun, you have gone too far this time. Xuehua wants to see her biological son, how can you treat her like this? "
"Father, I …" Yang Pojun wanted to explain, but he knew that this wasn't the time. He sighed, and looked at Ning Guangyao, who was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and Yang Pojun's eyes were filled with worry.
Obviously, this matter was heard by Ning Guangyao and the others, and he felt terrible.
At this time, Guo Xuehua was almost done crying. Although Yang Cheng didn't say a word, and only stood quietly for her to cry, Guo Xuehua smiled happily. She couldn't help but caress Yang Cheng's cheeks, and looked at Yang Cheng's indifferent and expressionless face, as if she was infatuated.
"Yang Cheng, thank you for coming to look for me. I'm really happy that you're willing to see me. Even if I die now, I won't have any regrets."
"Why are you talking about dying? Is this something you should say in front of an old person like me?" Yang Gongming scolded with a smile, and turned to Ning Guangyao and said, "Premier Ning, this old man is dealing with family matters, I wonder if you and your son can leave for a while?"
Although Ning Guangyao wanted to know what was going on, he didn't dare to ignore Yang Gongming's request. "Okay, Eunuch Yang, then I'll bring them to Defeating Armies's office first."
After Ning Guangyao left with his people, the empty corridor finally became completely quiet, and only a few of Yang Pojun's bodyguards were left, watching everything with a solemn expression.
Yang Gongming looked at his son, who was full of worry, and then looked at Yang Cheng, who was expressionless, and said, "Yang Cheng, bring your mother to where you live."
Yang Pojun suddenly opened his eyes, and Guo Xuehua also turned to look at her father-in-law in shock. Yang Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Father, how can you let Xuehua go with this kid?" Yang Pojun questioned.
"Are you going to continue to lock Xuehua up like a prisoner?" Yang Gongming said unhappily, "Moreover, Xuehua definitely wants to see Yang Cheng more."
Guo Xuehua looked at Yang Pojun with disappointment and coldness in her eyes, and then looked at the hesitant Yang Cheng, and nodded softly, "As long as Yang Cheng is willing, of course I'm willing. If Yang Cheng doesn't want, I'll follow you back to Yan Jing."
"Why go back to Yan Jing? You're so weak, you should rest well here in Jiangnan. The mansion in Yan Jing doesn't lack a daughter-in-law like you. I still want to look around here for a few days." Yang Gongming said to Yang Cheng, "Yang Cheng, don't be so wishy-washy. Since you've made your choice, don't be wishy-washy. She's not someone else, she's your mother. She's your mother, who was so distressed just to see you!"
Yang Cheng's body trembled. Looking at Guo Xuehua's gloomy and weak but happy smile in front of him, he sighed and nodded, "I know, I can bring her back. Anyway, there's everything in the room."
"No!"
Yang Pojun suddenly shouted with his eyebrows raised. He finally couldn't suppress his anger and shouted, "Father! Even if it's your decision, this time I have to go against it! I can tolerate them recognizing each other, and I can also tolerate you letting Xuehua go back to Yan Jing. But I can't tolerate letting Xuehua live with this kid! What is this!? Am I, the husband, going to die? Or am I inferior to this kid who has nothing to do with the Yang Family for more than 20 years!? Letting him go back to the Yang Family is already a great sacrifice. Until now, he's always contradicting me. Why should I still accommodate him!? "
"Pojun!"
"Say no more! Father! I've made up my mind! "
Yang Pojun's eyes showed a touch of determination. Suddenly, he pulled out a type 54 pistol from the waist of one of his bodyguards and aimed straight at Yang Cheng's heart!
"Today, if you dare to take my woman away, I don't care if you have my blood flowing in your body. I'd rather treat you as a spy who trespassed into the army camp and kill you!"
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