Chapter 102: Nephew is not doing things right
The people from the Bingmasi rushed into the rebuilt villages and towns in the disaster-stricken area of ​​Changping like the wind.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

Yan Hu, who was about to make ginger soup for his young master, spat out several mouthfuls of saliva mixed with sand.

The children who were originally around him had already scattered at this time.

Look around again.

The children had already stood in front of Yan Shaoting, who didn't know the reason yet.

The soldiers from the military division had already dismounted. A man who looked like a flag officer stepped forward and glanced curiously at the children standing in front of Yan Shaoting.

"Reader Yan, please return to the capital as soon as possible."

Behind the flag officer, there were also officers and soldiers leading extra war horses that were specially brought with them.

Yan Shaoting patted the head in front of him and pulled away the group of children who were protecting him.

"Who surrounded my house?"

It is definitely not that the Taoist priest wants to abandon the Yan family, otherwise it would not be the people from the Military Department who came to tip off, but the Jinyiwei who came to arrest him.

The flag officer had a strange look on his face and said, "This happened suddenly. Yan Shidu should come with us. I will explain everything to Yan Shidu on the way."

Yan Shaoting nodded and was about to take the reins of the warhorse when several children rushed up from behind.

"We want to go to the capital too!"

"Correct!"

"We're all going!"

In the blink of an eye, all the children present started shouting at the same time.

Yan Shaoting and the flag officer of the Bingmasi looked at each other in bewilderment.

Yan Hu stepped forward and helplessly rebuked: "The young master went back to Beijing for something, why did you bunch of brats follow him?"

"We all heard that Young Master Yan's house was surrounded by bad guys."

"We are going to protect Master Yan!"

"We can't let Master Yan be bullied by bad guys!"

"No one can bully Master Yan!"

"..."

The children started shouting again with red faces.

The flag officer of the military division who came to Changping for the first time changed his expression and looked deeply at Yan Shaoting and the children present.

Adults can tell lies.

Nowadays, whoever tells a lie will be buried outside the city tomorrow.

But these children cannot tell lies.

Even if it's a lie, the look and expression can't be faked.

The flag officers of the Bingmasi were quite amazed that in just a few months, Yan Shaoting had won such hearts in Changping after the disaster.

Yan Shaoting was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He patted his head with his left hand and pinched his cheeks with his right hand.

Then he said with a straight face, pretending to be angry: "You are a bunch of idiots who wet their beds while sleeping. What are you going to do with me in Beijing? Eat well, and when you grow up, join the army for training. Then you can talk about protecting me."

Yan Hu was also persuading the children.

After half a day's work, Yan Shaoting finally mounted his horse and followed the people from the Military Department back to the capital.

in the city.

There was no one blocking the way outside the residence of Yan's family, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the streets were even quieter.

And in the front hall of Yan's mansion.

There were dozens of people who looked like generals, wearing armor covered with scars from knives and swords.

Those worn-out pieces of armor seemed to be silently telling of the glory of the past.

The swords and guns carried by these people were also covered with scars, suggesting that they had killed countless enemies.

These people are all young, no more than thirty years old.

Most of them were in their early twenties, but they were all well-behaved, not at all like what the soldiers and officers who had been to Changping had said.

But the maids and servants guarding Yan's mansion were still as nervous and uneasy as quails, huddled in the corner.

He even forgot to welcome guests and serve tea.

But these people don't look like they are here to visit.

The leading man, holding a three-foot-long machete, glared angrily, "Where is Yan Shaoting? We came here uninvited today to visit him. We are not here to cause trouble. We just want to see Yan Shaoting and have a good talk."

As the man spoke, the fierce men around him also started shouting.

"Hurry up and call Yan Shaoting back. We won't eat him. Isn't it polite to come here today?"

The servants of the Yan family, hiding in the corner, had already cursed these masters for eighteen generations in their hearts.

The place outside the mansion is now completely surrounded by people, and this is called being polite?
I have never seen anyone who visits to discuss matters behave like this.

"Hurry up and call Yan Shaoting back!"

"Is Yan Shaoting planning to take care of our meals and drinks tonight?"

"..."

In the front hall of Yan's residence, there was chaos and confusion.

Yan Shaoting, who had finally rushed back from Changping and was sweating profusely, felt extremely distressed.

When they arrived near Yan's house, they saw that the streets were clean. Yan Shaoting looked back and found that the people from the Bingmasi had quietly slipped away without him noticing.

Yan Shaoting frowned, cursed inwardly, and walked towards home.

Passing through the screen wall in front of the mansion, Yan Shaoting looked around and felt a throbbing sensation on the top of his head.

Although his face was full of black lines, Yan Shaoting still forced a smile and looked at the group of ruffians in his front hall who had turned around to look at him!

"Oops!"

"It turns out that it's Brother Chen from Taining Marquis' Mansion who's here!"

"Isn't this Uncle Xu from Yongkang Marquis's Mansion? He's here today too."

"I was wondering what happened. I felt refreshed today when I returned to the city. It turned out to be the younger brother of the Chen family of the Duke of Jing. I will help you keep an eye on your marriage. I guarantee it will be right. The girl opposite is as beautiful as a flower!"

"Oh! The three brothers from Huaining Marquis' Mansion, Nanhe Marquis' Mansion, and Qingping Marquis' Mansion are here too. We can't do it today. We must not go home until we are drunk tonight!"

"Ah! Lord Xuancheng... Why did you come here in person? I have to ask someone to go to the Ministry of Works and ask my father to come back to accompany us."

"..."

Walk, laugh and talk all the way.

Yan Shaoting talked until his mouth was dry and he went into the front hall of his house.

In an instant, he felt his vision go dark, and he was surrounded by this group of ferocious-looking Ming nobles in Beijing.

Before Yan Shaoting could react, he heard an ambiguous laugh.

Then he felt that he was suddenly suspended in the air, and his arms seemed to be tied up by several iron bars, and he was pressed down on a chair.

Yan Shaoting looked helpless, raised his head, and smiled: "My fellow uncles and brothers, let's just say that even if you come to our house for a drink, there's no need to make such a big noise, right?
You're just coming to my house to drink, why are you wearing armor and carrying a sword?
If this gets reported to the Lord of Xiyuan, he might get punished."

I don't know who sneered.

"Our tutor Yan finally knows how to go home."

"We brothers thought that Yan Shidu didn't know the way home, so we were prepared to go to Changping to look for you if that didn't work."

Yan Shaoting looked embarrassed and sullen as he looked at the group of resentful men around him.

Here, Wei Shouzheng, the only inheritor of the title, the Earl of Xuancheng, coughed lightly, stopping the quarrels of the surrounding families.

Wei Shouzheng was holding a machete that was over three feet long and walked in front of Yan Shaoting. Immediately, a kid from some unknown family brought a chair and placed it behind him.

The Earl of Xuancheng dropped his machete heavily on the ground and sat down steadily.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to eat people instantly stared at Yan Shaoting.

"Nephew Yan, what you did this time was really unkind!"

(End of this chapter)