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Chapter 173 You are a bad old man

When everyone came to the east gate again, it was almost Si. The postmaster nodded and bowed and led the horse out to share it with everyone. Obviously, the saddle and back of the horse were washed, and it was spotless.

Yan Bing's face turned red when he remembered the morning scene, and then he took out a few taels of silver from his arms and rewarded it to the postmaster.

The postmaster was so happy that his teeth were almost lost. After all, in a clear-water yamen like them, small officials could not beg for them, and high officials looked down on them. It was too difficult to give some rewards, so that they became unfamiliar with flattery at this moment. They stammered for a long time and didn't make up a few complete auspicious words. They were so anxious that they were sweating profusely, and finally bowed to the ground.

Yan Bing smiled and patted his back, signaling him to get up, and then he flew onto a horse and led the generals back to Tongshun County.

But unlike when we came, there were obviously more sparrows and magpies on this road...

The officials of the school all said it was auspicious and were overjoyed. Only Yan Bing said silently and smiled bitterly.

A group of people chatted with laughter and joy all the way, talking about how to expand the camp and how to temper the recruits next.

Yan Bing followed their topics all the way, constantly put forward some experiences in modern training, and promised to edit them into a book and hand them over to everyone after returning.

While talking and laughing, everyone arrived at the west gate of Tongshun City. After the school officials bowed to say goodbye, they went to the military camp together.

Yan Bing trotted back to his mansion, but he didn't even dare to enter the door. He directly called the guard at the door and asked him to call out the guard Xu Wu of the morning.

"How did you do what your country's business is doing?" Yan Bing pulled Xu Wu to the corner of the wall and asked in a low voice.

Xu Wu smiled confidently and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, Sir, you have done all the small things you have told me, and everyone in the yard, the small ones have been notified."

Yan Bing nodded, thought for a moment, pulled him away again, and asked again: "Where is Li Lingyue now? What's the situation? Tell me about it."

After hearing this, Xu Wu looked at the door with guilt, sure that he did not see General Dai'e's figure. Then he turned his head and said in a low voice: "At the time of Chen, Xiao heard a few screams in your room. After thinking about it, General Dai'e got up, so he took the initiative to come forward to pretend to greet him. Only when General Dai'e's tone seemed a little panicked, he rushed to support Xiao'e away, Xiao'e used the trick and hid in the corner to look at him.

After a while, General Dai'e tiptoed out of your room, but was called out by the ancestor who was drinking tea in the yard. He blushed and stammered for a long time, but hesitated for no reason, and rushed into his room without saying a word or a word. He never came out again. It's already an hour now..."

"Well..." Yan Bing thought, patted Xu Wu's shoulder, and then took out a few broken silver from his arms and patted him on his hand. He said earnestly: "If my Duke is safe this day, you should be the small flag in the mansion."

What is a small flag?

It's equivalent to the squad leader.

Big?

The smallest military rank, but you have to see where you follow!

A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's rank, let alone a small banner in the Duke of Dingguo's mansion?

This is a surefire errand!

Xu Wu hurriedly bowed to thank him, trembling all over happily, but he was happy a little early...

Because no one would curry favor with her, Duke Ding...

Why?

Very simple

A capable person does not want to curry favor with him.

Those who are incompetent at least know how to watch the dishes.

So it is meaningless to curry favor with Duke Ding like Yan Bing, who has no real power and no party.

The promotion and school entrance examination are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel.

The silver is allocated and is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Works is in charge of disaster relief, but no one can tell that Yan Bing is a typical person who doesn't want to get in. If anyone wants to talk to her about the money for corruption, it would be better to hang himself with his family! At least he can die happily.

So in the eyes of all officials, Yan Bing is just a hedgehog.

I was afraid that I would be too afraid of avoiding the capital, so who would come to curry favor with her...

But this is also the experience that Xu Wu only realized half a year later...

Yan Bing encouraged Xu Wu a few words, then shook his skirt and entered the mansion. As soon as he entered the door, the old man stopped him.

"Qihua~, come on, Master has something to ask you."

It was a simple sentence, but this sarcastic tone and the old man's smirk were obviously not that simple...

Yan Bing kept beating the drums in his heart, but he still pretended to be very natural and came over with a smile.

"Master, what's the matter with you looking for a disciple?" Yan Bing said, deliberately lowering his posture and squatting beside the old man's cold chair. The meaning of this look is very clear.

You are always in the mouth!!!

Obviously, the old man didn't eat this at all, and he still looked silly and pointed at Yan Bing's life gate and asked: "Why does Master think that there seems to be something between you and my goddaughter?" After the old man said that, regardless of how ugly Yan Bing's face instantly became, he just kept saying: "Of course, Master is not an old antique. It is good for the broken sleeves of the dragon yang in ancient times, and now it is a mirror to comb it, but you know it. Isn't it a bit like this place without silver?"

After saying this, Yan Bing's little face turned green again...

Not to mention expression management, I can’t even hold up a word.

The old man closed his eyes, ignored the older ones, and continued to instruct, "Qihua, you... you are a very special person who does extraordinary things naturally, and you can understand it as a teacher. Otherwise, what if you do this? Help your teacher find another yard in this county town, and lead everyone to move out for the time being. Wait until your affairs are done, and then move back to avoid mishap troubles. What do you think?"

I said!!!???

I'm talking nonsense!!!

Yan Bing was almost crazy when he was criticized by the old man!!!

With the old man's slutty mouth rising higher and higher, Yan Bing wanted to curse at this moment...

To endure the embarrassment and anger in his heart, Yan Bing gritted his teeth and said, "Master, what are you saying? Since ancient times, filial piety is the first. How can the disciple neglect the master and his brothers just for his own convenience? But the disciple is still wishful thinking now. I hope Master should not say anything anymore. It is not good to increase the embarrassment... right, Master."

Yan Bing directly made acquiesce.

There is no way!! I understand that I don’t say anything false in front of people!!

What's more, he's still a stubborn and bad old man!!

If you dare to pretend to be stupid with him, he will dare to dig a hundred pits in front and wait for you to jump!

It will be even more uncomfortable then!!!

She knows the old man's temper too much...

When the old man heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said earnestly with a smile: "The family does not speak two families, and they are not confused when encountering problems! After all, the teacher is a veteran. In addition to martial arts, those who should give you guidance will also give you some advice..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and picked up the teapot and took a sip, his face full of pride.

Yan Bing only regrets that he offended the old man too many times, but now that he has seized the opportunity, all the retribution has come...

But what she couldn't understand most was that you have just one single experience of almost two hundred years, what can I learn from?

Where do you get the confidence!!!???

But it's hard to say it clearly, just giggling foolishly...

The old man looked even more comfortable and laughed with her...

In this situation, Yan Bing has already cut out the Great Wall under his feet, plus twenty cities, and it is only a matter of hundreds of thousands of terracotta warriors and horses...

But what she didn't know was that all this was just the beginning of her nightmare today...


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