Daqin: Your Majesty, quickly abdicate, or your son will turn back

Chapter 79 This dragon chair, I sent someone to bake it for you first?

Not long after Lin Xue and his party left, Wang Jian hurried over with his soldiers.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Seeing Yingyun standing in front, Wang Jian rushed forward and asked.

"I'm fine, those bandits have passed out."

Ying Yun replied, and then his eyes fell on the direction of the stronghold.

"Have fainted?"

Hearing this news, Wang Jian's gaze suddenly changed, and his expression became even more puzzled.

The only person who went to the stronghold just now was Yingyun. It is absolutely impossible to say that Yingyun knocked out the bandits by himself.

As for other ways to make the bandit faint, Wang Jian could never think of it anyway.

Suddenly, Wang Jian's eyes fell on a drum, and he became more and more surprised.

'Could it be that the drum had some effect, which made the bandits faint? '

"Don't be stupefied with General Wang, judging from the time it takes to faint, the gang of bandits will wake up after a cup of tea, and then start fleeing again, and we will really return without success!"

Seeing that Wang Jian was lost in thought, Ying Yun reminded him.

Hearing this, Wang Jian came back to his senses, and his eyes suddenly changed.

After all, he has personally experienced the speed of the bandits. If he really wakes up the bandits and starts running away, he will really be unable to catch up.

"Take up your weapons, that group of people are vicious bandits, they have killed countless people from good families, and they will not leave a single one alive!"

Wang Jian turned his head to look at the group of soldiers and ordered.

After giving an order, the soldiers took up their long swords and rushed towards the stronghold.

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"Your Majesty, there is news from Gong Ziyun."

In the palace, Meng Tian took the secret report sent by Wang Jian and presented it to Ying Zheng.

"Bring it up quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng became excited, and quickly asked Meng Tian to hand over the secret report.

Meng Tian presented the secret report with both hands, Ying Zheng took it, couldn't wait to open it, and read it carefully.

"Yun'er really succeeded, those bandits were all wiped out, and the common people don't have to worry about traveling over there in the future."

After reading the secret report carefully for a while, Ying Zheng's brows gradually relaxed, and he couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

However, Meng Tian who was at the side couldn't help feeling cold when he heard these words.

"Gong Ziyun really wiped out that group of bandits?"

Meng Tian asked, obviously he didn't quite believe the truth of this matter.

After all, using drums to do this matter sounds too outrageous, even novels dare not write like this.

If it is said that this matter is really such a success, then Meng Tian absolutely dare not believe it easily.

"look by youself."

Knowing Meng Tian's thoughts, Ying Zheng didn't say much, and directly handed over the secret report in his hand.

Meng Tian took the secret report and began to read it carefully.

The more he read, his brows gradually became tighter and tighter, until after reading all of them, Meng Tian put down the secret report, his face was already very ugly.

"Gong Ziyun is really powerful. He even used drums to make those bandits unconscious. Such methods are really extraordinary!"

Meng Tian exaggerated stiffly, but his face was always ugly.

"This dragon chair, I sent someone to bake it for you first? It should be easier to chew."

Ying Zheng ignored the compliment, and his eyes fell on Meng Tian.

The guy said confidently at the time that he wanted to eat the dragon chair on the spot, but Ying Zheng remembered it clearly.

"Your Majesty, this..."

When he heard that Ying Zheng really wanted to eat the dragon chair by himself, Meng Tian was taken aback, and his face became even uglier.

"It's really embarrassing for you to eat like this."

Suddenly, Ying Zheng seemed to think of something, and continued to speak.

"That's right!"

Hearing this, Meng Tian nodded again and again, as if he was saved.

"Why don't you do this, after I get someone to bake it, I'll add some top-quality seasonings for you, so that you won't be able to tell that this is a dragon chair, okay?"

Ying Zheng replied with a smile.

Meng Tian:. . . . .

In the future, I will chop off my tongue if I pretend to be foolish!
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After dealing with the bandits, Ying Yun didn't return to the palace in a hurry, but returned to Luoyang to live again under the excuse that it was getting late.

This time, not only was Wang Jian not unhappy, but he followed Yingyun with a smile on his face.

"However, there is one thing that the old minister still doesn't understand. How did the young master use the drum to make those people faint?"

At the dinner table, Wang Jian couldn't help asking while eating.

After all, this matter sounds too mysterious, and it was Wang Jian who saw it with his own eyes.

At this moment, Yingyun is telling him that this is a fairy art, and I am afraid that Wang Jian will think about it in that respect.

"This kind of secret weapon, can I reveal it casually?"

Ying Yun gave Wang Jian a blank look, but he was not prepared to tell the old man anything specific.

This matter may indeed need to be explained in the future, but it is definitely not now.

"Indeed."

Facing Yingyun's white eyes, Wang Jian was not angry, but just nodded with a smile, without the slightest intention to ask questions.

As a general, he also knows the importance of a secret weapon.

If this is a war, a secret weapon is likely to directly save the situation and turn defeat into victory.

Just like this time when I was helpless, once Ying Yun made a move, this matter was easily captured.

"I'm stuffed."

After eating, Ying Yun stood up and patted the dust off his body seriously, looking as if he was ready to go out.

"Young master, are you going to go out again?"

Seeing Yingyun's appearance, Wang Jian asked, his tone was completely different from before.

"Mr. Lou Ben went there yesterday. The oiran flute is very good. The sound is very beautiful. It makes me very comfortable physically and mentally. So I plan to go again today."

Ying Yun replied, while speaking, staring blankly ahead, pretending to be recalling that scene.

"Young master, the old minister told you one thing, don't tell others, especially don't let my wife know!"

Wang Jian paused for a moment, then said with a guilty conscience.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Seeing Wang Jian's appearance, Ying Yun came and went.

"A friend of the old minister once went to a building that specially trains flute girls. The girls there are all very talented. Not to mention the superb flute, the sound is even more beautiful and refreshing. Some people can even listen to it. a whole night!"

Wang Jian said, with a strange smile on his face.

"That friend of yours is you, right?"

Seeing Wang Jian's expression, Ying Yun pointed it out directly.

"My lord, what are you talking about? The old minister never did such a thing when he was young!"

Hearing this, Wang Jian panicked and quickly explained.

"I've never done it before. Why are you so afraid of your wife?"

Ying Yun continued to ask.

"My son, you don't know that the tigress is much more terrifying than the enemies on the battlefield. Sometimes it directly keeps the old minister up all night, and the old minister has to guard against it!"

Wang Jian replied with a strange expression on his face.

"Forget it, you went... No! Where did your friend go?"

In order to make his playboy image more real, Ying Yun asked for the address anyway.

Then, under Wang Jian's optimistic gaze, he slowly left the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)