Although Yan Liang followed Zhang Guang back to Chen Liu, he never called Zhang Guang the lord.

Old Yan blacksmith basically eats and lives in the weapon workshop in the east of the city.

As soon as Yan Liang arrived in Chenliu, he didn't go anywhere, and asked Zhao Zilong to take him directly to the Chengdong Armory.

I saw the armory workshop from afar, which was developed on the basis of Yan Lao's original ironware shop.

There are tall earthen walls all around, and the people of the reconnaissance regiment always have a company of people walking around, and it is estimated that it is the most heavily defended place in the whole Chenliu.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang in the armory, followed by black smoke that rushed into the sky.

"Daddy!"

Yan Liang knew that his father, Old Blacksmith Yan, lived in the large courtyard of the armory, so he flew over the earthen wall and saw an old man under a charred jujube tree, an old man was scorched black, and his clothes and pants had become silk.

"Failed again, why? Why? ”

The old man, who no longer recognized the human appearance, didn't care about the injuries on his body, looked at the big pit under the jujube tree, and beat his chest and stomped his feet there.

"Old Yan, why did you hurt yourself again? Someone, hurry up and find the lord to come over. Zhao Zilong, who rushed into the courtyard, hurriedly helped Yan Lao to the chair and lay down.

Only then did Yan Liang recognize this crazy old man as his father.

The gray hair has been burned black, and under the silk strips of cloth, there are scars on the charred body, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

Zhang Guang, who got the news, rushed into the courtyard and saw the craftsmen under Yan Lao gathered together and surrounded Yan Lao in the middle.

"Spread out, don't gather together!" Zhang Guang shouted.

Yan Liang, who heard Zhang Guang's voice, jumped up from Yan Lao's side, hugged the unsuspecting Zhang Guang, and rolled together.

"Who told you to do this to my daddy? I'm fighting with you! Yan Liang, who had completely lost his mind, had no rules, and his feet, hands, and mouth were used together, and he couldn't wait to tear Zhang Guang apart.

Zhang Guang, who finally got rid of Yan Liang, directly tied Yan Liang to the jujube tree with a rope.

"Old blacksmith, your son seems to be crazy, let him calm down first." Zhang Guang came to Yan Lao's side and carefully examined Yan Lao's injuries.

"Hehe, Zhang Guang, brewed, I failed again, one nitrate, two sulfur and three charcoal, mixed together, there is indeed no problem in making **, but it is not easy to control."

"That's for sure, unfortunately I only know this simple formula, old blacksmith, you can't do this anymore, what if you miss and blow yourself up? It's okay this time, the wound is not deep, I'll deal with it for you, in the next month, you take care of your injuries, go to Chenliu with Yan Liang to walk around, don't get this ** again. ”

"Go a ghost, let him lead the troops for you, I will stay in this armory workshop to continue my research."

"Old blacksmith, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, maybe if you go around, you will think of a good way, and besides, Yan Liang has a lot of opinions about me now, so you should help me enlighten him."

Zhang Guang cleaned Yan Lao's wounds, applied medicine, and asked the craftsmen under him to take care of the weapons workshop, and left the workshop.

"Dad, a fortune teller, why do you want to fight so hard for him? What's in it for you? ”

"It's better than you, what else will you do except follow Yuan Shao around to kill?" Yan Laoyi was excited, touched the wound, and grinned in pain.

"Dad, he's not going to kill Zhang Guang?"

"Yan Liang, do you remember why we went to Shijing in the first place, and why we separated the two places?"

"Remember, of course remember, because of the drought for many years, the old family couldn't survive, so we had to go to Jizhou to join Uncle Shijing, and then there were wars everywhere, I had to join the army, Dad, why did you suddenly mention these things?"

"Yan Liang, in two days, when my father's injury is better, you accompany me everywhere, and you will know why I am so motivated."

Three days later, Yan Liang carried a small package on his back, helped Yan Lao, and began to travel around Chenliu.

"Dad, Chen Liucheng is so big, what is there to leave?"

"Chen Liucheng, there is more than one Chen Liucheng now, there are many places to walk around underneath."

"What is there to walk around in those rural and mountain villages? It's not all poor mountains and bad waters, there are thatched huts everywhere. ”

Yan Lao no longer paid attention to Yan Liang, but Yan Liang's words were more and more, as if there were 100,000 curious babies in their heads.

"Dad, doesn't this Chen Liucheng close the city gate for twelve hours a day?"

"Daddy, why is this road so smooth? Is this the way to the countryside? ”

"What is this two-foot-wide canal for? The water is quite clear, Daddy, do you want to drink water? ”

"Daddy, what's the big yard in the village for? Why are so many kids yelling inside? ”

"How did I find that this old word is different from other places? And this coin, what is it made of? It's so light, can it be used? ”

On the way, I met Wei Zhen, who was leading people there to help a large group of villagers measure the land.

"Old Yan, are you finally willing to come out and go around? I heard that your son is here to Chenliu, this general is it, right? ”

"That's right, it's the dog Yanliang, Wei Zhen, what are you doing here?" Yan Lao was very curious about a large group of people holding sticks and comparing them there.

"Measure the land, this is the 'Lijia Village' that has just been relocated, the whole village has worked together to reclaim the nearby wasteland, and we divide the land according to the head of each family, and we don't have to pay taxes and grain within three years."

"Okay, then you're busy, I'll take my unlucky son and go around the newly built school over there."

"Okay, just wait for me to go to that school to find the principal for some business, let's have a meal together at noon!"

"Forget it, you're busy, you don't drink, eat with you, it's boring!"

Yan Lao and Yan Liang left Lijia Village, Yan Liang no longer asked, but there was obviously more surprise in his eyes, wondering if he had arrived in another world.

"Yan Liang, after you go back, put away your arrogance, Zhang Guang, although everyone calls him a lord, in fact, he treats his subordinates as brothers."

"I and the shopkeeper of the fortune-telling noodle shop, Sun Lao Er, were once arrested by Zhang Miao and beaten up, after Zhang Guang knew, with Dian Wei, the two of them broke into Zhang Miao's Taishou Mansion and killed all Xiahoudun's 2,000 elite soldiers and 500 masters on the Taishou Mansion, which made Zhang Miao cripple his foot and cut off his hand."

"Dad, Zhang Guang went to Qingzhou to find me, did you let him go, or did he go by himself?" Yan Liang asked.

"What, no more self-confidence? I think Zhang Guang went to find you because I got so many good weapons for him? Let me tell you, Zhang Guang, who can call him the lord, is not a bad breed. ”

"Dian Wei, his second brother, can pull up hundreds of catties of trees with one hand, and the speed of running on foot can catch up with ordinary war horses."

"Pang Tong used to be a fisherman outside Jingzhou."

"Gan Ning, who used to be a water bandit, has not been reused since he was thrown under Liu Biao."

"Compared to them, you're not from a bad background, are you? Be confident and learn from Zhang Guang! ”

On the same day, Yan Liang helped Yan Lao back to Chenliu, found Zhang Guang in the fortune-telling noodle shop, and respectfully knelt down to call the lord.

The Ninth Army has since added another "Yanzi Battalion".