Zhang Yanming had been waiting in the General's Mansion for a long time, and the tea had cooled down two pots before waiting for Yang Lie to return to the mansion.

When the servant led him to see him, Zhang Yanming asked curiously: "Brother, I heard that the Blood Armored Soldier is a first-class soldier under General Yang. Why has he become a guardian and guardian of the house now? Do they need training?"

The servant said, "A few days ago, the assassin touched the general's mansion, intending to be unfavorable to Miss Meng's family. Although the lady went back the next day, several deputy generals were worried about the general's comfort. After many advice, they replaced all the guards in the mansion with blood-armored soldiers."

Zhang Yanming said: "That assassin is so bold!! He even dared to break in the general's mansion. He really deserves his life."

"That's right? It happened to be my patrol that day. If I hadn't been hiding quickly, I would have had to die under those swords."

"Two swords? Have you ever seen that assassin look like?"

"I saw that I didn't see you. If I saw you, I might not be able to talk to you General Zhang today, but I heard that he is a young woman."

"Young woman..."

In the hall.

Yang Lie was still dressed as a Confucian scholar, sitting there cooking tea, his every move was extremely elegant, as if he would recite a few poems in his mouth the next moment.

"I've seen the general."

When Zhang Yanming first met Yang Lie, no matter how many times he had seen him, he still didn't believe that the gentle and elegant middle-aged man in front of him was actually a murderer with the name of a blood general.

He has won more than defeats for decades, and has made great achievements in combat but extremely cruel methods. During the Anshi Rebellion, his most famous deeds were to keep prisoners and slaughter thirteen families in a row.

It was also very chaotic at that time, and no one cared about whether he was killing like this. When someone noticed, there were more than 20,000 people in the martial arts world who were killed by him alone, not to mention other soldiers.

Yang Lie was grinding tea cakes seriously. When he saw Zhang Yanming coming, he didn't look up and just greeted him simply: "Please sit down, General Zhang."

Zhang Yanming's position to the outside world is the bad commander of the Ancient Ministry. When it comes to official positions in the court, he is a general of the fourth rank. Compared with Yang Lie's second-rank general of the army, although they are all generals, there are very different differences.

The hall was quiet, with only the subtle sound of tea cakes being crushed.

Click... click...

After a while, Yang Lie breathed out. Such a seemingly light thing in the eyes of others seemed to be more difficult to command the army to conquer the city and land. After crushing it, the tea powder was finely sifted out, and then it was cumbersome to cook, which made the room full of fragrance.

After the tea was cooked, Yang Lie used a small ladle to put the tea soup into the tea cup. The person beside him placed the tea cup on a plate and held it on Zhang Yanming.

"General Zhang, please have tea."

The tea soup is mellow and the tea tastes fresh and fragrant. When you drink it in your mouth, you will feel sweet and strong aftertaste. Zhang Yanming drank the hot tea in one go and couldn't help but exclaim: "Good tea."

Yang Lie said: "How is that good?"

"General Yang, don't make things difficult for the sake of the lower class. Xiaguan is a rough man who only knows how to fight, kill, and only speaks the word "good or bad". As for how to be good, it's really helpless."

"Hahaha, General Zhang's temperament is very suitable for me. In fact, I can't taste the good or bad of this tea, all because my granddaughter Yurou said that I was stern and dressed up at home in the military camp. This made me change into this loose robe and learn to taste tea and enjoy it. I don't know what fun it is, and it can be liked by the world."

There is another strange thing that makes Zhang Yanming. I heard that Yang Lie is still 60 years old, but looking at his face, he looks only in his forties, and his face is as tender as a girl. If he shaves off his beard, he will not believe that he is twenty years old. This is not like a person who has been exposed to wind and sun all year round.

Even though he was curious, Zhang Yanming still spoke seriously: "The general's every move was just now, and the official thought that the general had been studying tea ceremony for many years."

It's time to talk about the serious business after flattery.

Yang Lie said: "I wonder how I asked General Zhang to do what I did?"

"Return to the general. The lower officials have sent all the bad people in Yangzhou to monitor the recorded killers, and even pulled a lot of people from nearby towns. If those people have any abnormal movements, they can definitely be taken down as soon as possible."

"Yeah, it's very good. General Zhang is here to go."

"I dare not, I dare not. It's just that the officials have something unknown..."

Yang Lie just said that Zhang Yanming gathered all his manpower and accompanied the general to play the game of cat and mouse. There was no one under his hands for a while, and many things were delayed, but this matter was unclear and not explained clearly. Do you have to keep it for the rest of your life?

"What's the matter?"

"Since the general is worried about Miss Meng's comfort, why don't he catch the assassin directly? Why should he guard them and waste their energy?"

"Hmph! I don't know what trouble the old man in Meng family caused. Half a month ago, Xiaoyu was playing on the street and was stolen. Then he was kidnapped and committed a crime. Although he didn't succeed, he didn't expect that they would actually send assassins to commit crimes and injure people in our mansion. Just catching assassins can only save one disaster. If you can't find out the mastermind behind the scenes... Alas, how could I protect her for the rest of my life?"

"The general has made good efforts, I wonder if the commander behind the scenes has some clues?"

"Not yet, but the assassin who sneaked into Meng's mansion last night is already very strong. The next time the person who comes will be even stronger. Three days later, Xiaoyu will go to Puzhong Temple ten miles outside the city to stay for one day. I will send blood armored soldiers to protect him, but the secret matters will still be handed over to General Zhang. Although the troops I led were powerful in marching and fighting, General Zhang is more familiar with the shameful activities in the world. I feel more at ease to leave them to you."

"The general is in love, and the lower official will arrange for the master to secretly protect Miss Meng. If she loses a hair, the lower official will be willing to use the head on his neck to atone for his sins."

"Hahaha, it's not that serious. I guess the assassins will attack on the road that day. Instant blood-armored soldiers will protect Xiaoyu's safety. You just need to be responsible for catching the assassin."

"As for orders, then the official will make arrangements first."

"kindness."

In the front yard of the general's mansion, the weak Ah Hua really didn't know where to stand. The blood-armored soldiers standing guard around him seemed to be in a chasing grave, and they all radiated murderous and dead aura. After finally waiting for Zhang Yanming to come out, he hurriedly met him.

"General Zhang, let's go quickly. This place is so scary. The soldiers are filled with the smell of dead people, and they want to vomit when they smell it."

Zhang Yanming disagreed: "These soldiers crawled out of the dead people on the battlefield. What's so strange about the smell of dead people? And you are a front-line combatant now and you can't even adapt to this smell. What should you do in the future?"

"No, General Zhang. The smell of dead people mentioned by villains is really dead people, not corpse gas."

"It's really a dead smell?" Zhang Yanming responded casually, and Ah Hua nodded wildly.

"It's indeed a bit strange. I also feel that the entire General's Mansion is dead. I thought it was the atmosphere of the General's Mansion, but now I think it's a bit weird."

"But now is not the time to care about this. Go find Thirteen and let him do something."

"Ah? General Zhang, how could the hero listen to me?"

"Just say this, he will definitely agree." Zhang Yanming said in Ah Hua's ear, "Go."

Ah Hua separated from Zhang Yanming with suspicion and headed towards Thirteen's tea shop.
Chapter completed!