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Chapter 283 greatly encouraged Yang Ruyi's bad habits.

Yang Lin didn't care whether Yang Yu'er agreed or not; after all, they were his grandchildren, so his agreement was enough.

"Hehehe, it's settled then."

When they grow up, they can serve the court alongside their elder brothers; wouldn't that be a form of assistance?

Then, Yang Lin walked out the door with a silly grin, looking just like an old child who had found a gold ingot.

"..."

Seeing this, Yang Yu'er was dumbfounded. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

As someone who had returned from the Eastern Capital, she knew all too well what Yang Ruyi wanted to do.

By passing the throne of the Prince of Kaoshan to Lü Xiao's son, Yang Ruyi effectively placed the entire Dengzhou in his hands.

This is more than just helping; it's fueling a bad trend.

When Yang Lin arrived at the children's room, he saw the adopted sons gathered together, peeking inside with their heads sticking out.

He was immediately enraged and rebuked them.

"Get out! Don't any of you have sons or daughters? Why are you still looking!"

"Godfather, you're absolutely right, I have neither a son nor a daughter."

Cao Lin, one of the Ten Protectors, said without turning his head, his eyes fixed on the two babies in the swaddling clothes, his face full of envy.

He also longed for a son to hold, but he didn't have one.

What's wrong?

"Then get out too!"

Without saying a word, Yang Lin grabbed Cao Lin, tossed him lightly, and threw him out the door.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Liang and the others were also driven out by Yang Lin one by one.

Only Yang Lin and two wet nurses remained in the entire nursery.

Yang Lin rubbed his hands together, looked at them nervously, and then turned to wash them three times in the copper basin.

He brought it to his nose and smelled it again to make sure there was no strange odor before daring to step forward.

"My dear grandson and granddaughter, your grandfather has come to see you."

He carefully took the two children from the wet nurse, one in each hand, his movements as gentle as if he were holding some rare treasure.

No wonder they are his grandchildren, they are so sweet and soft.

When he was holding Luo Fang and Xue Liang's sons, their bones were so hard they hurt him to death.

"You study martial arts, you study literature; you'll be proficient in both."

Apart from Yang Lin's incessant muttering, there was no other sound in the entire child's room.

Yang Lin would only reluctantly hand the baby over to the wet nurse when the baby was hungry.

He stood aside, watching longingly.

For the rest of the time, he almost never left the child's room.

On this day, Yang Lin, carrying his grandson and granddaughter, went to find Xue Liang.

"Godfather, let me hug you."

Upon seeing this, Xue Liang immediately reached out his hand, his face full of anticipation.

"Get out of my way."

Yang Lin's eyes widened in anger, and he kicked out directly, not with much force, but with a resolute attitude.

He hasn't even had enough of holding these two precious babies himself, so how could anyone else have a turn?

Sitting on the ground, Xue Liang felt extremely aggrieved, rubbing his kicked buttocks and pouting like a three-year-old child.

Since Zi Lie's child was born, he has never received a kind word from his godfather.

Wasn't he his godfather's favorite adopted son?

"By the way, releasing the prisoners in jail will be a good deed for these two kids."

Yang Lin held one child in each hand, gently lifting the baby in his arms as he spoke.

"Godfather, will you release even serious criminals?"

Luo Fang asked from the side, her brows furrowing slightly.

After all, there are quite a few criminals in prison, some minor and some serious.

If it's a minor offense, just let it go; consider it an act of kindness and good deeds.

Those who are guilty of serious crimes are villains who have committed murder. If they are released, they will wreak havoc on the village and harm countless families.

"Um……"

Yang Lin hesitated, his brows furrowing slightly. After thinking for a moment, he spoke with a more serious tone.

"Alright, let's chop off all the repeat offenders. Remember to find a sharp knife so you can leave cleanly."

Although he was overjoyed to have grandchildren and couldn't stop smiling, he didn't forget his identity.

"My godfather is so kind and righteous, I will go and do it right away."

Upon hearing this, Xue Liang immediately got up from the ground and ran away happily.

He not only released the minor offenders in prison, but also paid out of his own pocket to inform the people of Dengzhou.

Anyone who prays for the newborn can receive money at the Prince Kaoshan's Mansion.

In short, having been beaten too many times, he was determined to make this happen perfectly.

After learning about this, Yang Lin surprisingly refrained from hitting Xue Liang.

This kid finally did something decent; he won't get beaten up for three days.

After the child was born safely, Yang Lin wrote a letter and ordered it to be sent to Jingzhou.

As the grandfather, he couldn't name the child; he needed to get Lü Xiao to choose a name quickly.

You can't keep calling them grandson and granddaughter all the time, what kind of behavior is that?

At this moment, Lü Xiao, the father of the child, is fighting bravely against the enemy on the walls of Jiangling City.

The halberd, with its boundless power, swept and cleaved, each swing bringing forth a shower of blood.

The halberd blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Wherever they went, enemy soldiers fell like wheat being harvested.

"Who else? Who else? I'm asking, who else!"

Yuwen Chenglong gripped Lü Xiao's Zhenyue Sword with both hands, charging left and right through the crowd like a mad tiger.

At that moment, his roar was so loud that it made the eardrums of the surrounding enemy soldiers buzz.

It seems that he had suffered a lot of pent-up frustration in the first half of his life, and now he was venting it all.

"I am Yuwen Chenglong, the younger brother of the Tianbao General of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the Marquis of Yanjin in Liaodong."

The most valiant general under Prince Shuo, known as the Little White Dragon of the Waves!

The battlefield was filled with Yuwen Chenglong's voice, repeating his words over and over again, as if afraid that others would forget his name and title.

The sound echoed on the city wall, lingering for a long time.

If this place weren't so big, there really wouldn't be enough room for so many people to stand.

Although Yuwen Chenglong was mad, the effect was surprisingly good.

The enemy soldiers were not unfamiliar with fierce generals, but this was the first time they had ever seen someone so crazy and fierce.

In an instant, wherever Yuwen Chenglong went, the enemy troops scattered and fled.

Lu Xiao surveyed the battlefield, killing wherever he went, invincible and unstoppable.

But Yuwen Chenglong could scatter enemies wherever he went, even more efficiently than herding sheep.

Is it true that being crazy is worse than being impulsive these days?

After a fierce battle, the Sui army advanced with unstoppable momentum and completely occupied the city wall.

On the city wall, the Sui army's flags fluttered in the wind.

The Sui army poured onto the city walls in an endless stream, and the situation had completely turned in favor of the Sui army.

At this time, the palace was also in chaos.

Prince Xiao Xian of Liang lay in his bedchamber, his face ashen, his eyes closed, and his lips cracked.

He had lost a lot of weight and was nowhere to be seen the spirited man he once was when he became king.

Ever since that day when he personally went to Jiangkou Water Village and was frightened by Lü Xiao, he has been plagued by a mental illness.

Later, it was heard that Wen Shihong and others had died in battle, and the water fortress had been easily captured.

Lu Xiao led his troops straight to Jiangling, and Xiao Xian was so distraught that he could not sleep at night and had no appetite.

From then on, he fell ill and was bedridden, receiving daily medicine, but his condition did not improve at all.