Duan Zhixuan stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a while, then raised his feet and strode towards Qin Ming.
"Good nephew."
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment and turned his head, and saw Duan Zhixuan leading more than ten generals towards him.
He took two steps forward, straightened his clothes, bowed and said:
"My nephew, I have met Uncle Duan."
Duan Zhixuan nodded, reached out to help Qin Ming, and said with emotion:
"My dear nephew, my uncle failed to protect you and made you suffer."
Qin Ming's heart warmed when he heard this, he shook his head slightly and said:
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, Uncle Duan doesn't have to blame himself."
With that said, Qin Ming raised his finger and pointed at the door of the front hall and said:
"Uncle Duan, please come inside."
Duan Zhixuan nodded slightly, turned to the general behind him and said:
"You guys wait here, I want to have a few words with Qin Canjun alone."
After saying that, Duan Zhixuan walked into the front hall alone, leaving all the generals looking at each other in confusion.
Qin Ming turned to the generals, cupped his hands, and said:
"I'm neglecting you all."
Upon seeing this, the generals quickly bowed in return, saying they did not dare.
Qin and Ming became famous in the battle of Xinglong Mountain.
His reputation resounded throughout the Longyou army. Privately, the officers and soldiers praised him as the champion of the Tang Dynasty.
The lower-level soldiers in the army even regarded Qin Ming as a "god". They wished they could build a statue of Qin Ming and pay homage to him morning and night.
At this moment, Yuchi Baolin walked out of the crowd carelessly, took a step forward, patted Qin Ming on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Oh, brother-in-law, don't keep Mr. Duan waiting. Come into the house quickly."
"Brother will take care of you here. I won't neglect these 'guests'."
After hearing this, all the generals were stunned.
"Qin Canjun is the brother-in-law of Captain Yuchi?"
"Wait a minute, doesn't that mean that Qin Canjun is the son-in-law of Chief Yuchi?"
After figuring this out, the crowd immediately went crazy.
Qin Ming felt dizzy when he heard everyone's discussion.
He pulled the proud Yuchi Baolin and lowered his voice and said:
"Brother Yuchi, it's usually just the two of us. You can just joke in private. If you say this in front of so many people, aren't you afraid of damaging Yuchi... Yuchi's reputation?"
Yuchi Baolin snorted and said displeasedly:
"My little sister is well-educated, talented and beautiful. It's your blessing to marry you. You kid, you're such a good boy even though you're so cheap!"
"If you dare to bully my little sister in the future, as your brother-in-law, I won't be able to forgive you."
At this time, a Zuo Xiaowei captain asked Yuchi Baolin:
"Captain Yuchi, when did Qin join the army and become the son-in-law of your Yuchi family? How come I never heard about it?"
Yuchi Baolin's ears twitched and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
He was worried about how to spread the news about Qin Ming's request to marry his sister.
As a result, someone immediately delivered the "pillow" to me.
Yuchi Baolin put her hands on Qin Ming's shoulders and squeezed them hard.
Qin Ming, who wanted to "clarify the truth," was pushed out.
Then Yuchi Baolin waved her hand towards Qin Ming, just like swatting away flies.
"Brother-in-law, you go inside first and find Manager Duan. You don't have to worry about the things here."
Qin Ming staggered for two steps before standing up straight.
Looking behind him, Yuchi Baolin, who was happily telling "stories" with the soldiers, Qin Ming realized the "seriousness" of the problem.
Forget it, those two letters have been sent back anyway, and his life has deviated from the original plan.
Drop as much as you like.
Thinking like this, Qin Ming waved to Mu Er and Xu Gou.
Mu Er and the other two hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said:
"Son."
Qin Ming nodded slightly and said:
"Mu Er, you continue to organize people and pour water into the coffin. Xu Gou, you continue to sprinkle saltpeter inside."
Mu Er was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly:
"Sir, how much water do you need to pour?"
Qin Ming thought for a while and said:
"You can stop when the water reaches half of the coffin."
After saying that, Qin Ming strode towards the front hall.
In the front hall, Duan Zhixuan, who was kneeling on a soft mat with his eyes closed and concentrating, heard the footsteps, slowly raised his eyelids, pointed to the soft mat beside him and said:
"sit down."
Qin Ming nodded, walked slowly to the side, and sat down on his knees.
Seeing Qin Ming's calm and calm face, Duan Zhixuan nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right. My virtuous nephew, he is still so calm despite such a catastrophe. He is indeed a good man of my Tang Dynasty."
Qin Ming bowed slightly and said with a wry smile:
"My uncle was so impressed. My nephew is pretending to be calm, but he is actually quite panicked."
Duan Zhixuan waved his hand and said:
"Okay, you don't have to pretend in front of me."
"If you were really afraid, you wouldn't have hung those people on top of the city to show the public; you wouldn't have let your men kill all the prisoners and build them into a palace."
When Qin Ming heard this, he smiled and said respectfully:
"Uncle has a keen eye."
Duan Zhixuan looked at the weak-headed young man in front of him and was speechless for a long time.
On the way here, Duan Zhixuan kept thinking, what would happen if he encountered such injustice at such an age?
Duan Zhixuan thought that he would definitely be furious and lead his bodyguards to hunt him down, which would not be the high conduct of a son of man.
Even if it doesn't work, he will send someone to the army to cry and ask the general manager to seek justice for him.
Or, he could simply give up his job, take his soldiers with him, and simply return to Chang'an and return to the palace to complain.
But Qin Ming did none of these things.
What makes Duan Zhixuan even more confused is that some of Qin Ming's behaviors are completely unlike what a young man should behave.
Except for the assassins on the wall and the construction of the capital, Qin Ming's other behavior was too sensible and calm.
On the surface, Qin Ming hated those who wanted to kill him, but in fact, Qin Ming seemed not eager to take revenge at all.
These performances are really too weird and abnormal for a young man who has repeatedly made military exploits.
Are there really precocious people in the world?
Or is the Taoist priest named Chongyangzi really as powerful as the legend says?
When Qin Ming saw Duan Zhixuan staring directly at him, his hair stood on end.
"Uncle Duan? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Duan Zhixuan came back to his senses, stroked his long beard with some guilt, and asked tentatively:
"My dear nephew, what are your next plans regarding the assassination?"
Qin Ming shook his head and said:
"My nephew has no plans for this."
Duan Zhixuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and confirmed again:
"No plan?"
Qin Ming nodded slightly and said seriously:
"My nephew has no experience in investigating cases. Moreover, I believe that the general manager or the court will definitely give my nephew a satisfactory answer."
When Duan Zhixuan heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched and he glanced at Qin Ming with a strange expression.
[Good guy, listen to what this means, this guy is planning to throw the problem directly to the pharmacist and His Majesty! ]
[That’s right, with his small stature, he really can’t go head-to-head with the Changsun family and the Gao family. ]
[But, alas, I'm afraid the final result will disappoint this kid. ]
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