Zhang Yang was furious when he heard this, looked at the black ink army left and right, held back his anger, and said with a smile: Master Hou has something important to explain, can you camp here today, and you can reach my Western Zhou City tomorrow, how about you and I talk all night?

Wen Xian looked at the other party, and saw that there was no one behind the other party, so he came alone, and he was relieved that he still had Xuan'er here, and he was afraid of a bird, so he nodded yes and set up camp.

In the boss's tent, Wen Xian and Zhang Yang looked at each other, Wen Xian looked proud, crossed Erlang's legs and said: General Zhang came alone, it is enough to see that he is full of sincerity, rest assured, I will definitely help in front of the Hou Ye in the future, you and I are brothers as officials in the same dynasty.

Wen Xian said the word brother in his mouth, and he really looked like my boss and your second child, Zhang Yang saw Wen Nerd like this, he had a belly of fire, and finally couldn't bear it anymore at this time. grinning and sneering, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward with an angry expression.

Wen Xian seemed to feel that the temperature of the air around him had dropped, and the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he got up and leaned over to Lin Xuan'er, and said nervously: General Zhang is calm.

Zhang Yang stepped forward and grabbed Wenxian by the collar, and said coldly: Before Lao Tzu came, I saw the bird letter you wrote to Hou Ye, what kind of bullshit, you actually said that Lao Tzu was so worthless, why didn't you calm down! Tell me to calm down, I'm sorry. After speaking, his fist was raised, and he punched Wen Xian in the face.

Wenxian only felt a sore nose, and a warm current slowly flowed out. Reaching out to touch it, it actually bleeds. In response, Zhang Yang punched again, directly on Wen Xian's left eye.

Of course, Zhang Yang will not use all his strength, and he will definitely show mercy. Military generals have been beating Wenchen since ancient times, but they can be like this, and drama is still rare.

"Xuan'er help, come and save me" Wen Xian touched behind him in a panic, but he didn't touch anyone, and looked sideways, where was Lin Xuan'er's figure in the tent. Zhang Yang looked around, only the two of them smiled and looked at Wen Xian.

Wen Xian's heart tightened, he secretly complained bitterly, and forced out a smile, but laughing was more ugly than crying, and flattered Zhang Yang: Brother Zhang Yang, don't be impulsive, you and I are officials in the same dynasty, and I don't look up when I look down...

"You still know that the same dynasty is an official, and you also know that you don't see you when you look down" Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, and his fist hit Wen Xian's face here.

"Ahh Killed. Come.. "It's a late-summer season, and it's a past of brothers who communicate their feelings and are reluctant to scream. Wen Xian screamed in the tent, and the black ink general outside heard the sound, but was stopped by the token that Lin Xuan'er took out and stopped.

I saw a white token in Lin Xuan'er's hand, this token is very different from the Chongzhou Tiger Talisman, because the white color represents Xiao He's private order, which is more intimidating than the Tiger Talisman.

"Master Hou has an order, when entering and leaving Xizhou, General Zhang Yang can find a small gathering of the civil and military divisions, others must not disturb, and those who violate the order will be beheaded"

Hearing this, the black ink soldiers stopped one after another, and their faces were embarrassed. Wen Xian screamed in the tent continuously, and everyone heard it with sympathy, how could they not dare to step forward, and let Wen Dajun scream non-stop.

Late at night, Zhang Yang raised his head with a wine jug in his hand and poured it violently, and handed it to Wen Xian on the side. Wen Xian's eyes were swollen and bulging, the corners of his mouth were bruised and purple, and he dared to be a little confused, so he didn't know what to say, he took the wine jug and broke the corners of his bloated mouth, and slowly poured the wine into his mouth. After speaking, he looked at Lin Xuan'er who was not far away.

Zhang Yang sighed and said: Hou Ye's childlike heart is not sleeping, and the joke is also for you and me to be able to trust as soon as possible, after all, the form is tense.

Wen Xian thought about it, Xiao He's shots are always interlocking, which makes people unguardable, and even if he knows that there is a trap, he will be willing to drill into it, this is Xiao He's personal charm, he is good at the art of human nature.