Girl, there's something wrong with you

Yang Wangshu returned to the Yang clan land in Hongnong.

"So what am I going to do when I come back?" She stood at the gate of the tribe with a confused look on her face, watching the tribesmen running around busily and carrying things, but she couldn't integrate into it at all.

After all, she has been away from the clan for a long time, and it is unknown whether anyone knows her now - it feels inexplicably sad just to talk about it.

"Oh, why are Wangshu back? I haven't seen you for a long time." A woman passing by stared at her mask for a long time, and finally recognized the "long-lost" daughter of the patriarch. He smiled kindly, "Hurry up, I'll take you to see the clan leader."

Yang Wangshu was so shocked that he subconsciously wanted to type "No", but the woman grabbed her right hand with a smile on her face and pulled her away into the clan.

Oops, my hand was restrained!

But it doesn’t matter, I can do the seal with one hand!

Yang Wangshu was about to use his one-handed typing skills, but was pulled away by the woman. The keyboard hanging on her waist bounced around, making it impossible for her left hand to press the keys accurately.

She quickly tried to hold the keyboard under her left arm, but accidentally pressed the space bar. In the on-screen text box built into the mask, the cursor immediately moved back crazily.

Wait wait wait wait wait! Xiao Wangshu subconsciously wanted to delete this large line of spaces, but she couldn't find the backspace key after groping for a long time with her left hand. When she reacted again, the woman had already pulled her into the patriarch's office.

"Patriarch! Wangshu is back!" The woman's loud voice sounded in the office, causing the patriarch Yang Zixuan to look up in surprise.

When he saw the petite figure wearing a mask being held by a woman, the expression on his face immediately changed from shock to anxiety and horror:

"Wang Shu! Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in Jingkou?!"

"I..." Yang Wangshu typed one word, but didn't know what to say.

How long has it been since she last saw her father? 3 years, or 5 years?

It has been so long that her father's appearance seems to have become unfamiliar to her.

"I came back to help the clan." She finally typed.

"The clan doesn't need you to work for a clansman who has not reached the sixth level!" Yang Zixuan stood up abruptly, his expression turned anxious and angry, and gritted his teeth, "Our Yang family's last underground train has left today. ! What are you doing back now!"

He turned away the woman with a gloomy expression, and ignored the helpless Yang Wangshu standing at the door. He picked up his mobile phone and made a call:

"Hello?"

"Uncle Xing, right? I'm Yang Zixuan."

"It's like this. My daughter Yang Wangshu fell behind in the clan and didn't catch the last train today. I'm so sorry. Do you think you can arrange a place for my daughter on the next trains from other aristocratic families?"

"There is no need for a seat, just let her stand. Which aristocratic family is the next one on? Or I can contact the other party's clan leader."

Yang Wangshu originally wanted to defend herself a few words and had already typed a few words on the keyboard. Suddenly she heard her father groveling on the phone to make amends with the head of the Xing family. She suddenly felt the urge to cry again.

"Uncle Yang Shi." On the other side of the phone, Uncle Xing coughed, and next to him came the voice of Xing Yunzhi who couldn't laugh or cry. "You don't have to worry. Wang Shu came from Jingkou with me to help the family. We will meet again later. Return to Jingkou."

"Oh, really?" Yang Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the Xing family knew about this and it was not their daughter who made her own decisions and sneaked back, that would be easy to say.

But "helping the family", what can Wangshu do? A big-ass girl, her studies have been wasted for so many years, and her abilities are not high enough. It would be nice to stay in the family and not cause trouble to everyone.

Hurry up and ask the Xing family to send her back to Jingkou!

Yang Zixuan was about to speak when he heard Xing Yunzhi from the opposite side pretending to be surprised and asked:

"By the way, Uncle Shi doesn't know yet? Wangshu is already in the fifth rank."

Already at level five...

Yang Zixuan was shocked and couldn't believe what he heard.

Then he turned around and saw Yang Wangshu standing in the center of the office, with electric currents all over his body like fierce snakes. She was tightly restrained by her about ten centimeters around her body, and the unique ozone smell of arcs spread out.

Fifth grade.

It is indeed a fifth-grade high-voltage power.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was half-opened, and the arm holding the phone dropped weakly. He stared blankly at Yang Wangshu, who was wrapped in electricity and seemed like a thunder god coming to the world. He almost lost the ability to speak for a while.

Yang Wangshu felt secretly happy, so he put away the lightning cloak around him and tried to type to tell his father, "Thirty years to Hexi, thirty years to Hedong, my daughter is no longer Wu Xia Amen", but her fingers couldn't type on the keyboard. Only then did he react:

The keyboard burned again.

However, she no longer needed to speak, because her father had already rushed to her side excitedly, and then hugged her hard.

"Wang Shu, you have finally become a talent!" Yang Zixuan burst into tears and his voice trembled.

"Woooooooooooooo!" (Hurry up and let me go!)

Xing Yunzhi, who was on the other side of the phone, felt something was wrong.

Why, only by upgrading one’s grade can one be regarded as a successful person, and if one doesn’t upgrade one’s grade, one can be regarded as a waste?

However, she also knew that the aristocratic family had always been this stubborn, and that the older generation valued bloodline more than anything else. As long as you have enough potential, even a pig can elevate you to the position of clan leader.

So he just smiled and hung up the phone.

………………

At the entrance of a certain ground network channel, under the guidance of the underground network staff, Cheng Jinyang met Wang Maohong, the patriarch of the Wang family in Taiyuan.

The old man was sitting in the quiet room next door drinking tea, and several of his children, including Wang Wanrou, stood beside him with low eyebrows.

I just don’t know if it’s because Wang’s family has a very strict upbringing, or because he’s intimidated by Mr. Wang’s power...

In short, at least Cheng Jinyang couldn't think of a reason for Miss Wang to be so conceited.

"General Cheng." Wang Maohong put down his tea cup and greeted with a smile.

"Your Majesty." Cheng Jinyang quickly stepped forward and asked respectfully.

It's not that he is afraid of the other party's power, but that in such an occasion and atmosphere, he must always give his father-in-law some face.

"Are you here to ask about the Queen Mother's whereabouts?" Wang Maohong asked leisurely.

"Exactly." Cheng Jinyang replied.

Wang Maohong didn't speak, he just pointed at the map on the table.

Wuchang.

Cheng Jinyang:………………

Well, actually, seeing his father-in-law staying here, he guessed that the Queen Mother was probably no longer in Jiankang.

Unless there is no time to rescue, there is no reason to save only the emperor and not the queen mother.

Once the Queen Mother fell, Wang Maohong, as the chief assistant, would not have time to preside over the family's evacuation here.

So the purpose of deliberately releasing the news that the Queen Mother was still in Jiankang was to confuse the Liyang Army and try to contain them in Jiankang City?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jinyang looked at Wang Maohong again.

In fact, it doesn't matter, I'm not here to save the Queen Mother... Wait!

My princess sister, isn’t she being left here as bait?