After returning to the city, the secret guard reported the news he had found in the past few days to Lu Ce.

"Are you really from southern Xinjiang?" Lu Ce was a little puzzled.

"Yes, we have been investigating for a long time, and all the evidence points to the Great Tusi clan of Baimen in Southern Xinjiang." Wuye bowed his head and replied.

Baimen is a border city at the junction of Southern Xinjiang and Dongcang, adjacent to Nanling, and their big Tusi is equivalent to the Zhizhou Lord of Nanling.

After listening to Lu Ce's explanation, Li Tingyu became even more depressed: "But I've never seen any big toast." ”

"It's okay, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I've always been there." Seeing that she was restless, Lu Ce hurriedly coaxed softly.

Wuye hung his head and didn't dare to look at the master's tender appearance, and stood silently aside waiting for orders.

"Keep looking and see where you're settling with them." Lu Ce held his wife's hand and looked at Wuye.

Wuye nodded and withdrew.

"What if I can't find it?" Li Tingyu was extremely bored.

It's really uncomfortable to feel like the enemy is in the dark.

"Then we'll give a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye. He made the first move, but don't blame us for firing back. Lu Ce smiled and touched her head, he already had a plan in his heart.

The one who bullied him? Dream.

In order to reassure Li Tingyu, Lu Ce specially accompanied her to Shantou Village and bought other medicinal materials.

The villagers of Shantou Village were all smiling when they saw Li Tingyu, and they thought that this little young master would not come to collect medicinal materials.

I didn't expect him to come back, and he gave them an introduction fee as agreed.

They really didn't expect to make money by using their mouths.

Li Zheng He Rong warmly invited them to stay for dinner, and their attitude was very different from the first day.

Li Tingyu politely refused and returned home with medicinal herbs.

Because the medicinal herbs needed to be disposed of, she left Banxia in the city, and she followed Lu Ce back to the camp.

After all, the enemy hiding in the shadows didn't know when he would make a move.

When I returned to the camp, I found that the atmosphere was a little dull.

The centurions in the barracks were more or less anxious.

After all, if they lose, they will lose face.

Compared with the centurions of the other battalions, the centurion of the seventeenth battalion seemed much more relaxed.

They all couldn't wait to go on the field to try out how strong those things Lu Ce had taught.

Only Yang Mingyu had a black face.

This time, there is no uncle to protect him, and I don't know who he will draw.

If you lose, you will lose all your face and lining.

Qian Qiangye saw that his face was not good, so he didn't dare to step forward to talk. Only the big head stupidly stepped forward with the steamed buns: "Brother Yang, today's steamed buns are good, I'll get one for you, eat it while it's hot." ”

"Eat, eat, you know how to eat." Yang Mingyu got up impatiently and waved his hand to knock off the steamed buns in the big head's hand.

The onlookers didn't dare to say anything, after all, Yang Mingyu was not only their centurion, but also General Zhao's nephew.

They can't afford to offend.

The big head was a little aggrieved, but he was stupid and didn't know how to argue, so he had to silently bend down and pick up the steamed buns, carefully peel off the dusty steamed buns, and eat them in a big gulp.

Li Tingyu and Lu Ce, who were not far away, saw this scene, and although they couldn't hear their conversation, they were still very angry.

"Who is that man, such a terrible abuse of food." Li Tingyu glared at Yang Mingyu.

"A little centurion, relying on his uncle to be the general of the eighth battalion, is arrogant on weekdays." Lu Ce has been unpleasant to see this Yang Mingyu for a long time, but unfortunately there has been no suitable opportunity to replace him.

Tomorrow is a good time, and he won't let him keep bouncing.

Those who don't deal with him, who have been secretly instigating others to make trouble, he will find a way to replace them tomorrow.

Let the men of the West Hill Camp be centurions.

The people he personally brought out will definitely not lose to them.

"No wonder, it turns out that there is someone behind it." Li Tingyu glanced at him with disdain, and then looked at the big head on the side.

"This big man feels pretty good, why do you have to follow this kind of villain." She shook her head in confusion.

"It is said that General Zhao saved the big head and let him enter the seventeenth battalion. Yang Mingyu is General Zhao's nephew, Xu is big head wants to repay the favor, but he can't find a chance to repay General Zhao, so he obeys his nephew Yang Mingyu. Lu Ce speculated irresponsibly.

Yang Mingyu felt that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Ce and Li Tingyu standing side by side.

His face was a little ugly, and he turned his head to look at them, pretending not to see them.

But the big head finished eating the steamed buns, and when he saw them, he grinned and greeted them with a big smile: "Hello General Lu, hello Instructor Li!" ”

Li Tingyu couldn't help laughing and waved at him.

The people around you look at me, I look at you, but I still haven't said hello to Li Tingyu.

It's just that they all saluted Lu Ce.

This forced Yang Mingyu to salute Lu Ce, and he couldn't pretend not to see them.

"Let's go." Lu Ce nodded at them and took Li Tingyu away.

When Yang Mingyu saw Lu Ce leaving, he was immediately angry.

"What's in it for you to slap them like that?"

"Who am I talking to?" The big head is a little inexplicable.

"Who else!" Yang Mingyu glared at him viciously, if it weren't for himself, he would not have been able to salute Lu Ce.

"Brother Yang, what are you talking about?" The big head touched his head, not understanding why Yang Mingyu was angry again.

"Hmph. If you defect to them, don't blame me for not accepting you anymore. Yang Mingyu snorted coldly.

Qian Qiangye hurriedly followed: "That is, we are all soldiers brought out by General Zhao, but we can't forget our roots." ”

Hearing Qian Qiangye's words, Yang Mingyu felt a lot better.

The big head said with an innocent face: "Naturally, I will not forget General Zhao's life-saving grace to me." ”

Yang Mingyu saw that he looked like he didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, and he almost died of anger.

Seeing this, Qian Qiangye flattered him and said, "Brother Yang, it's not that you don't know, the big head is a dead brain, why should you bother with him." ”

"Idiot." Yang Mingyu threw down such a sentence and left.

The people around laughed loudly, laughing inexplicably.

Although he didn't understand why Yang Mingyu was angry, he understood that the people around him were laughing at him.

He walked away with a black face.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to cause trouble for General Zhao, he could beat all this group of people down.

"Hahaha, the stupid big one is angry."

"Big head, Brother Yang is joking with you, why are you angry."

The people in the back didn't seem to be lively enough, and they were still adding fuel to the fire.

The big head clenched his fists and told himself that he couldn't beat people, otherwise he would break the military regulations and be driven out of the barracks, so there would be no way to follow General Zhao into battle to kill the enemy.

He quickened his pace, ready to go to the kitchen to get two more steamed buns, he hadn't eaten enough yet.

After he was full, he had to practice the moves taught by General Lu.

As for this group of people, they laugh if they like to laugh.

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