Chapter 17 My sister walked past the corner, "Brother" a crisp voice, it turned out to be Yang Yuer now should be called Liang Yu, because of the aftermath of the assassination attempt last time. (The so-called "assassination attempt" itself was not a big deal, just a madman with a sharp knife trying to kill Emperor Yang Zhen, I happened to be there, after being captured, he scolded the Yang family for being ruthless and causing countless families to break up. He said that even as a ghost, he would not let them off, etc.) More importantly, her cousin Yang Yan was said to have fallen ill due to excessive fright at the scene. They said that in order to preserve the last bit of bloodline of the Yang family, they changed Yang Yuer's surname to Liang and made her my sister for protection. I couldn't resist the good words of Yang Zhen, who was as beautiful as a country, and the voices of many beauties, so I impulsively agreed. However, she is indeed very obedient, calling me "brother" affectionately, making me feel like I have a family for the first time in my life. (I later found out that as the only surviving descendant of the Yang family, her life was actually quite pitiful. From a young age, she had a melancholy heart, unlike Xiao Yuer who caused trouble to get everyone's attention and relieve her spiritual boredom. She was introverted, and although she was the daughter of the Huo Guo couple, she bore the surname Yang. On the surface, it was an exceptional case where she was allowed to inherit her mother's surname, but in reality, it was because even her own mother, Huo Guo, did not know who her real father was - whether it was Yang Guozhong or Emperor Xuanzong or another lover. So they let her follow her mother's surname.) (At the time, someone even suggested that I adopt her, but I refused to do so, and vetoed the idea. Although ancient people married early, I was over 20 years old, and if I had a child as big as her, it would be like putting up a sign saying "beautiful women stay away".) I patted her head with sympathy and took out two strings of golden, fragrant roasted sparrows and several thumb-sized eggs from my sleeve to give to her. (This was a gift from my subordinates, and also a privilege as the main general - I made sure that their rations were sufficient, so they would often give me some good things.) "Yuer, go to Chun Qing now, I have something to do." That Chun Qing was said to be a famous beauty in Chang'an who had fallen on hard times. She was being beaten and kicked by several people, about to be raped. Luckily, I happened to be patrolling the refugee camp and caught them in the act. I detest this kind of behavior that has nothing to do with survival, so I made an example out of them - killing the ringleader and giving the others 50 lashes each, not allowing anyone to rescue or treat them, making them suffer all the way back on the stretcher. This would be enough to deter many potential criminals. However, they seemed to have misunderstood my intentions and sent her to my tent for me to "deal with". She was clearly traumatized by such things and begged me to take her in, swearing to be a cow or a horse for me. Since women were not allowed in the military, I had no choice but to send her to take care of Yuer instead.