"Yan Chu, how can you be so rude to your distinguished guest!"
Wen Lian stepped forward and scolded the young master of the Yan family sharply, then immediately raised his hands and said to Wang Zheng:
"General Tiangong, please forgive me."
"The head of the Yan family does not mean to be negligent, but it is actually because he is not feeling well and cannot see the wind, otherwise he will easily be exposed to wind and cold evils."
Damn, it’s true that rich people get rich disease...
While Wang Zheng was complaining secretly, he also made a soft sound and said calmly: "I see, then I have misunderstood."
Since the other party handed him the ladder, he followed the donkey downhill.
After all, if Wang Zheng really wants to break up, Wang Zheng will have no choice but to kill him. If he doesn't destroy these big Yi tribes, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?
In the past, I had boasted under my subordinates and made bold statements. If I don’t follow through on my words, where is my authority?
Unknowingly, Wang Zheng's murderous nature has become more and more murderous.
In his eyes at this time, the lives of hundreds of people were not as important as his own face.
If he didn't still have some sense and knew that the Langyayan family was really not suitable for rash actions at this time, Wang Zheng would indeed have been a little unscrupulous.
Looking at the curtain, he saw that the other party had an extraordinary bearing and dared to scold Young Master Yan. He thought he was not an ordinary person, so he asked in a rare and pleasant manner:
"Didn't you ask for your name?"
"I am the head of the Wen family in Linzi. I have always heard that the heroic young man, General Tiangong, is a hero of the world." Wen Lian said with a smile:
"Today I learned that the general was coming to the Yan Mansion as a guest, so I came shamelessly and uninvited just to see his face."
As he spoke, Wen Lian smiled and stepped aside to give way, making a gesture of pretending to lead the way.
"General, please."
The Wen family seems to be a big family in Linzi.
When he was thinking to himself, when he saw that the old man had a gray beard, spoke politely, and even praised him repeatedly, Wang Zheng couldn't put on airs anymore, so he returned the favor and thanked him: "Lao Wenjun personally led the way."
After saying that, he winked at Jin and walked down the stone steps one after another. Under the leadership of Wen Lian, he walked along the eaves towards the main hall of Yan Mansion.
The three of them were in front, while Yan Chu followed him with a group of gentry disciples, walking along the corridor.
The Yan family is too big.
After walking for a while, Wen Lian took the initiative to chat.
He glanced sideways at Yu Jin. Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, he asked the doubts in his heart:
"General Tiangong, are you only bringing this one person to the banquet this time?"
"This is a very strange question from Duke Wen." Wang Zheng looked at the other party with interest and said with a smile: "Since we are going to a banquet, how many people do we need to bring?"
Well...
Wen Lian was a little dumbfounded. It was hard to say directly, "There are many people here who are eager to eat your meat." So he had to cough dryly and said:
"What I mean is that when noble people like the general travel, they should be protected by more people."
"Most of our heavenly army are bold men with straightforward personalities." Wang Zheng said while casually appreciating the scenery:
"That's why I only brought one person with me, so as not to be too talkative and lose the etiquette in front of the descendants of the restored saint."
"I thought that here in Tangtang Yan Mansion, a polite place, there shouldn't be any safety problems."
"Unexpectedly..."
Having said this, Wang Zheng paused and let out a laugh, but did not continue.
But both Wen Lian and Yan Chu and others behind him knew what the other party was saying and heard the underlying sarcasm in it.
Yan Chu suddenly looked embarrassed, but Wen Lian didn't mind and broached this sensitive topic calmly.
However, he glanced at Wang Zheng again.
Not to mention other things, just talking about his courage is far beyond that of most mediocre people in the world.
The fact that this guy was able to stir up trouble from a humble beginning, and even cause such a big commotion in Qingzhou, was not all due to Zhang Jiao's remaining power.
Xu Xuan, Xu He, Sima Ju and others were all defeated by him, and it seemed that they were not unjust.
"Master, please let us kill this beast!"
Wen Lian Yan Chu didn't say anything, but some generals of the Yan family couldn't help it.
Having been frightened by Wang Zheng's aura just now, they already felt ashamed and uneasy. Now they heard the sarcasm in the other party's words. Many people immediately regarded the so-called humiliating the minister to death as a provocation.
Immediately there was a loud clanging sound.
Many people drew their swords and ran directly to Yan Chu's side, shouting.
"Young Master, this beast has provoked me, the Yan family, over and over again. It is really too presumptuous. Please give the order, Young Master, and let us kill him to avenge this hatred!"
"The thieves have lost many loyal members of my Yan family before, and now it's time to take revenge!"
"The leader of thieves is arrogant and comes here alone. It is God's will that we can eliminate thieves for the country!"
"As long as he dies, the Yellow Turban bandits will definitely be in chaos. When the time comes, I, the Yan family, will rise up and shout, leading the people to counterattack, we will defeat the bandit army and return to Linzi!"
"Kill the thief!"
As the family generals came out one after another, the public sentiment was so fierce that it even infected many young Yan family members, and they all joined the procession of asking for orders.
Looking at this posture, it seemed as if Yan Chu would just nod his head and he would rush forward and cut Wang Zheng into pieces with a knife.
"General, I will escort you out!"
Hearing the uproar behind him, Yu Jin suddenly changed his color, turned around quickly and took a step forward to protect Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng turned a deaf ear, as if he neither heard Yu Jin's reminder nor the noise behind him, and just continued to walk slowly forward like a leisurely stroll.
At this time, Yan Chu was staring at his back with a complicated expression, but finally stopped being impulsive.
When the two sides almost clashed just now, Yan Chu thought it through thoroughly.
No matter how hateful Shuzi was and deserved to be killed, he couldn't risk his own fate and that of the entire Yan family for his despicable life.
So no matter how arrogant and domineering the other party is, he secretly reminds himself to be patient!
Don't act rashly anymore!
He looked at the excited and enthusiastic servants and fellow tribesmen around him, and said coldly: "Back off."
"Cousin..."
"cousin..."
Some Yan family members who are used to being arrogant and indulgent still want to persuade her. Maybe they can't swallow their resentment and continue to make noises.
"Shut up!"
Yan Chu suddenly shouted loudly and became furious.
His face was gloomy and scary, as if he was furious, and the whole place fell into silence.
No one dared to say anything anymore. With continuous stabbing sounds, the sword was returned to its sheath again.
Immediately, everyone was dejected, and the generals even retreated as silently as cicadas.
.....
Not too stupid after all.
Wen Lian in front sighed inwardly when he saw Yan Chu calming down the storm.
Like Wang Zheng, Wen Lian never looked back from beginning to end.
He had been secretly paying attention to Wang Zheng's reaction.
This time, Wang Zheng did not change his color suddenly like when he entered the palace, nor did he make any move to walk away, which made Wen Lian secretly relieved.
It's just that the other party has always been calm and composed. No matter how noisy behind him, his smile has not diminished, his steps have not stopped, and he seems not to be affected at all.
This made Wen Lian look at him with admiration.
If you dare to do this at the gate, it can be understood that the escape route is behind you. At this time, you have already penetrated deep into the Yan Mansion.
If he really took action, it would be completely impossible for him to run away.
Even when his life was at stake, he was still so calm and unfazed by changes, which made Wen Lian's mind flash into the words of "Historical Records".
Those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general.
such a pity...
Such a person is actually a yellow turban thief!
...
In any era, the gap between people is huge.
At this time, ordinary refugees and common people, with their poor knowledge, can hardly imagine what kind of life those nobles and nobles in higher positions lived.
It's nothing more than a hilarious idea like eating meat every meal and using a golden pole to carry water.
Even though it has been in Linzi for less than a hundred years, the wealth and splendor accumulated by Yan Mansion is still staggering.
The long corridor from the front hall to the main hall alone took nearly as long as a cup of tea.
Along the way, there are Qionglou waterside pavilions and high pavilions and cloud terraces, which are even more exquisitely decorated and elegant everywhere.
Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of scene would be jaw-dropping, but it would not make Wang Zheng or Yu Jin pale and moved.
Needless to say, Wang Zheng.
As a modern time traveler, what other courtyards in ancient times could surprise and envy him?
And Yu Jin didn't even take it seriously.
He is just obsessed with fame, but he doesn't care too much about money and wealth.
What's more, although he was just a captured Chen Duwei under Cao Cao's account, he had rich experience in more than ten years, and when it came to his vision and knowledge, he was by no means inferior to those of these noblemen.
This performance of the two people was once again surprised in the eyes of Wen Lian and Yan Chu who were accompanying them.
That’s all for Wang Zheng.
As the leader of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves, his military power has been at its peak since the rebellion, so it is unlikely that he will show cowardice in front of himself and others.
But the attendant next to him...
So calm and calm?
When did the homeless people become so dignified and magnanimous?
Why are these yellow turban bandits so special?
Soon after, under the guidance of Wen Lian, Wang Zheng and Yu Jin finally arrived at their destination.
It was a garden in Yan Mansion, and there was a courtyard inside, named Zhanbi Hall.
It is the elegant room used exclusively by the Yan family to entertain distinguished guests.
From a distance, Wang Zheng saw an old man waiting in front of the hall.
I saw that the other person had a clear face, an elegant demeanor, a high crown and fine clothes, and especially a pair of eyes that were profound and unpredictable.
Wang Zheng understood immediately.
This person should be the current head of the Yan family in Linzi: