When the appointment from Xianyang Palace spread all over Xianyang, all those who were concerned about the court situation understood at the first time what the name Yang Ming meant to Xianyang in the future.

The left commander of Great Qin, the middle protection army, is about to form a full 30,000 forbidden army, the meaning behind this......

Especially such a person has the support of Empress Dowager Zhao behind him, and the so-called juvenile magnates are nothing more than that.

For a while, many people were moved to make friends, but when they were ready to take action, they were stunned to find that although Yang Ming had been from Xianyang for several years, they had no intersection with this young magnate who had already begun to emerge, even if they wanted to make friends with such a person, for a while, they didn't know where to start.

At this time, Yang Ming naturally didn't have the heart to pay attention to other people's thoughts, because he was going to one place: the Meng family.

Compared with when Yang Ming left Xianyang a few months ago, Meng Yu at this time is even older, like a candle in the wind, wax tears are about to run out, and time is running out.

Meng Tian, who was supposed to go to Taiyuan County and join the Pingyang Heavy Armor Army, did not leave Xianyang, and seemed to have known that it would be difficult for his grandfather to survive the winter of the seventh year of the reign of King Qin.

"I heard that today in the court, you have been appointed as the middle protector?" With Meng Tian's support, Meng Fu walked out of the room and bathed in the sun, but he was a little more angry, but this veteran who had fought all his life asked about Yang Ming's appointment.

"Yes, in addition to that, there is the formation of a forbidden army." Yang Ming added.

Compared with the other functions and powers of the Central Protector Army, the 30,000-strong forbidden army establishment is what Yang Ming really values, and military power is the most reliable thing, and compared to political affairs, Yang Ming still prefers the army.

"I don't know who pushed you into this position, it's roasting you on the fire." Meng Fu sat on the recliner and said, at this time, he couldn't hold it anymore if he stood a little longer.

"It's nothing more than the king and Lu Xiangguo." Yang Ming smiled and said, for the calculation behind the position of the Central Protector, although Yang Ming could not get a glimpse of the whole picture because of the lack of sufficient information, but according to his own knowledge, he could still see a few points.

"So you know it all?" Meng Fu said with some surprise.

"How can you take all the good things, there are always gains and losses." Yang Ming said.

"Hopefully you're just seeing more, not just because you're confident." Meng Wei glanced at Yang Ming deeply, Rao is that he has read all the ups and downs of the world, and it is difficult to see what kind of person Yang Ming is.

Yang Ming seemed to be acting cautiously, and the kind of madness that he sometimes showed unintentionally was beyond people's imagination, making Meng Fu only suspect that his previous judgment was wrong.

"Maybe it's both?" Yang Ming said.

"Then you'll be in trouble in the future." Meng Wei pointed at Yang Ming and shook his head and smiled.

"How is the old general's health? The internal strength of my practice contains the vitality of people, and it may be able to help you in some way. Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a little concerned when he saw that Meng Fu had lost the support of his spirit and spirit, and he was very thin.

After all, in the past few years that Yang Ming came to Xianyang, he has received a lot of care from the Meng family, and Meng Ming has never had the slightest selfishness for himself, and has passed on all his life's combat experience to Yang Ming.

"No need, desperately trying to maintain the remaining life, that's what only the weak have to do." Meng Fu refused.

"I see, I'm talking too much." Yang Ming looked at Meng Fu and understood what Meng Fu was thinking from his old sight, this is a real strong man, not because of how many enemies he has defeated in his life, how many enemy troops he has destroyed, and how many cities he has captured, but he has surpassed himself again and again, even at this time, when his life is about to come to an end, he still does not have the slightest cowardice in the face of death.

"Compared to this, I want to hear about your experience on this expedition, on the bank of Pushui, 20,000 broke 50,000, what is going on, the old man is very curious." Meng Fu asked.

The words that circulated from the military newspaper could only peek into the corner of the battle of Zhongpushui, but Meng Fu wanted to know everything.

"Since the old general is curious, I naturally have to know everything." Yang Ming replied, and between his words, an unexpected war slowly unfolded in front of him.

When Yang Ming left from Meng's house, it was already approaching dusk, and during the conversation, Yang Ming learned that Meng Tian did stay in Xianyang because of his grandfather Meng Wei, so that in the eighth year of the reign of King Qin, Meng Tian held the position of commander in the Pingyang Heavy Armor Army, which was also reasonable.

Yang's Mansion, in the backyard, a single-clothed orchid is wielding a scimitar, and among the heavy shadows of the knife, it is a vigorous figure, and the knife spectrum sent by Concubine Yan has been practiced by the orchid in just a few months.

On the side, the two figures snuggled tightly together were the twin daughters named black and white, at this time the two little girls were snuggling together to keep warm, and their eyes were burning to look at the orchid in the distance who was as sharp as a female leopard, although they didn't know what the orchid was doing all day long holding the scimitar and dancing around, but they also found it interesting, after all, it looked so majestic.

It's just that the child's interest comes and goes quickly, and the two girls look at it for a while, and they feel bored, and then they invariably let out a white gas on each other's little faces that are exactly the same as their own, and look at the other self shrouded in a white gas, and the two girls giggle at the same time, and the happiness of children is always so simple.

Suddenly, the sword light that shrouded Hu Ji's body was retracted, and it turned into a piece of slashing towards the ground, directly cutting the stone slabs on the ground to pieces.

Looking at the stone slab in front of him, Hu Ji's expression showed dissatisfaction, although Fang Cai's knife has been dominated by three points, but the power is too scattered, and the knife is recorded in the knife spectrum, when the knife technique is introduced, the knife is cut out, and the power is condensed like a line, it is still far away, far away.

"Whew, take your time, take your time, don't be in a hurry." Orchid inserted the scimitar into the scabbard between her waist, but her ears couldn't help but move, and then she looked behind her sharply, and at the entrance of the backyard, there was already an extra figure.

"Master?" As his gaze slowly condensed on the figure, Orchid's eyes gradually bloomed with a moving brilliance.

"The sword technique cultivation is not bad." Yang Ming looked at the orchid in front of him.

I haven't seen her for months, and the little orchid that used to be seems to have grown bigger.

"Oh no, it's still a long way off." Orchid shook her head, a little more reserved as a girl, these things she had learned from her friend, because her friend said that the master might like a reserved girl.

"It's not good to be too modest, and besides, a modest little orchid isn't so cute." Yang Ming said.

What is the charm of orchids? Naturally, it was the wildness on her body, and if this compound eliminated the wildness on the orchid, Yang Ming would probably be disappointed.

"Really? Then I think if I were still in the tribe now, I would be the number one warrior in the tribe. Orchid smiled when she heard this.

She didn't like this city very much, compared to the deep city between the Seven Kingdoms, Orchid still preferred the Taihang Mountain, which was a primitive style, and the prairie that was passed down by word of mouth among the clansmen.

"Maybe even become the matriarch of a tribe." Yang Ming joked.

Among the women he knows, there are queen mothers, bosses, killers, royal princesses, beautiful ladies, and proud daughters of hundreds of families, if there is one more female patriarch among the primitive Hu people, things seem to be more interesting.

"A matriarch who submits to her master?" Hu Ji smiled, the person had already rushed into Yang Ming's arms, wrapped her arms around Yang Ming's neck, leaned into Yang Ming's ear, and said in her special Qin language that still had a bit of Hu Ren style: "Master, when are you going to eat your prey?" ”

"What are you talking about this prey?" Yang Ming put one hand under the buttocks of the orchid, and held the orchid in a very interesting posture in his arms, with a playful taste.

"Does the master really not know?" Hu Ji grabbed Yang Ming's neck, slightly forced, and hugged Yang Ming into her arms, she believed that even if her arm only used a little strength, it could make Yang Ming bow her head, because she never used the strength of her own arms, but the strength of another place.

Hu Ji's prediction was not wrong, compared to the limited strength between a girl's arms, Yang Ming had no resistance to the invisible power of a girl.

So, Yang Ming fell into a deep evil.

What will happen to Yang Ming, who is deeply trapped in evil?

Is he true to his heart? Or do you sink in the great evil that comes from the orchid, expose the essence of evil, defy the law, and finally sink in evil and be liberated from evil?

"Master, how is this prey, are you satisfied?" After a long time, Orchid said tremblingly.

"It's when the taste is great, and the heat is good." Yang Ming laughed, he had long been accustomed to this decadent and depraved era, he hugged the orchid and went directly in the direction of the bedroom.