Tan Siwei is worthy of being the generalissimo of the first rank of soldiers and horses in the dynasty, and the area of the mansion is much larger than that of Gu Jimiao's princess mansion.

However, the architectural styles of the two are very different, the princess's mansion compound is mostly rockery pavilions, water pavilions and plants, it looks very elegant, quite a charm of the Sven people.

And Tan Siwei's mansion is simply a military and horse school, in addition to the necessary residence buildings in the entire compound, the other open spaces have been converted into training bases, and all kinds of equipment and weapons are dazzling, even if the sun is about to set now, the bloody armor cultivators stationed here are still sweating like rain.

And opposite Ye Ming, on the high platform in the distance, a middle-aged man with a polite demeanor cranked a folding fan, covered with blood-colored armor, and sat firmly on a wooden chair, which was the generalissimo of the Imperial Prefecture soldiers and horses he was looking for-Tan Siwei!

Another eleven realm!

Ye Ming squinted, the overall strength of the Imperial Prefecture was a bit terrifying......

Beside him, Tan Yuan sat on the side with blushing cheeks, bowing his head and not daring to speak, and from time to time secretly glanced at Feng Qi, who was tied to a wooden frame with his limbs tied under the high platform.

And the drums that Ye Ming heard were coming from Feng Qi.

I saw that his limbs were tied, but there was a cowhide drum in front of him, and the position of the drum center happened to be just right, just facing his crotch.

Knock Knock Knock –

The drums were endless, and the bloody armor cultivators on the school field followed the rhythm and practiced neatly.

Ye Ming's eyelids jumped, this horse is too good at playing, right?

Giving you medicine for your teacher is to let you get information, but you are here to use the big guy to train other people's military?!

Feng Qi also noticed Ye Ming's arrival at this time, and his mouth that was gagged by the cloth ball whimpered vigorously, and his expression looked very painful.

Tan Siwei on the high platform glanced at Ye Ming lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he scolded Feng Qi loudly, "If the drum stops, Lao Tzu will immediately castrate you and send you to the palace as a eunuch!! ”

Jing Teng smiled helplessly and nodded towards Ye Ming, "Senior, Jing will go and inform the marshal first, you wait here." ”

"Hmmm......"

Ye Ming didn't know whether to laugh or be angry now.

If Feng Qi was severely punished, he would naturally have to fight with Tan Siwei, but although this kid is in pain now, there is not a single scar on his body, saying that it is torture, in fact, Tan Siwei is letting others see this kid's jokes!

You have to be reasonable in everything, in order to get information, you send apprentices to sleep with other girls, which is a little unreasonable, and you are caught by Tan Siwei and compare your heart to your heart, it is really not too much for him to do this!

But didn't Tan Siwei, this old boy, go out to escort Huang Taomu?

Judging from the information he got from the flower wine room before, he should not be able to return to Tianjing City until the day after tomorrow, why did he appear at his home today?

It is precisely for this reason that Ye Ming will unscrupulously send Feng Qi to hook up with Tan Yuan.

"Senior Ye, Marshal please go up."

Jing Teng walked over and arched his hand towards Ye Ming.

Ye Ming responded, strode onto the high platform, and hugged his fists towards Tan Yuan, "Under Ye Ming, he is Feng Qi's master, and he has seen his old in-laws!" ”

Tan Siwei looked up and smiled, although he was bookish, his eyes were shining with a sharp light.

"Don't be close, it's not so easy to let Lao Tzu marry his daughter!"

"Then ask the old in-laws to put forward conditions, but as long as my master and apprentice can meet them, I will definitely do it!" Ye Ming was neither humble nor arrogant.

Generally, a high-ranking martial artist like Tan Siwei puts forward requirements that are nothing more than the right match, and the dowry is sufficient.

Ye Ming thinks that these requirements can basically be met.

Tan Siwei snorted and stretched out three fingers.

"Lao Tzu has three conditions!"

"Please."

"First, when will Lao Tzu's subordinates stop practicing, when will the drums stop, and if they can't do it, get out of here!"

"Daddy!" On the side, Tan Yuan complained and screamed, "Let them practice hard for ten days and half a month, they won't necessarily be tired, aren't you embarrassed Brother Feng?!" ”

But Ye Ming snapped his fingers easily, "Easy!" ”

Well?

Tan Siwei frowned, "The old man saw that kid and couldn't hold on immediately, you are a master, don't agree indiscriminately!" ”

Ye Ming didn't talk, but turned around and jumped off the high platform, walked in front of Feng Qi, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

Feng Qi's eyes widened at first, then he glanced at his master incredulously, and finally nodded.

Tan Siwei looked puzzled and was about to ask, but he heard a loud "bang" coming from under Feng Qi's crotch!

"What's wrong? Why did the drums stop? ”

The two guards on the left and right hurriedly stepped forward to check, and after a while, they showed a frightened look.

"Marshal, drums...... The drum is hammered! ”

Tan had a surprised expression on his face, and couldn't help covering his mouth.

Tan Siwei was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Qi meaningfully, and after a while, finally spoke, "Change the drum!" ”

"No!"

Ye Ming snickered in his heart, why should you play with you when the power attribute of the Twelve Realms is playing with you?

Don't talk about breaking the drum on one side, even if you Tan Siwei is standing here in person, you have to give you a crash!

A moment later, another drum was lifted to Feng Qi and set up.

Before Tan thought could give an order.

I only heard another loud "bang".

Not surprisingly, the drum surface was beaten again!

Next, there is the cycle of "changing the drum, beating the drum, breaking the drum" trilogy.

It wasn't until he changed to the seventh drum that the guards beside Tan Siwei finally couldn't help but speak, "Marshal, this is the last big drum in the mansion, this kid is too powerful, don't compete with him......"

Ye Ming spread his hands helplessly, "Old in-law, it's not that Feng Qi doesn't do it, it's really that your drum is not strong, and it can't be beaten for so long, it's no wonder that our master and apprentice are not doing it, right?" ”

Tan Siwei's expression was slightly cold, he had long lost the calmness just now, what method did this surnamed Ye use to make his apprentice suddenly become so brave?

was caught off guard, and it really made him suffer a loss!

But when he said the words and spilled the water, Tan Siwei had no choice but to withdraw one of his three fingers and said coldly, "The second condition, let this kid take Lao Tzu's three punches, he can't die and talk about the rest!" ”

Tan exclaimed, "Dad! Isn't this going for Brother Feng's life? In addition to Your Majesty, who else in the world can have the ability to take you three punches? ”

"Shut up! There's no room for you to talk about here! Tan Siwei scolded loudly.

Tan Yuan snorted, and jumped under the high platform angrily, regardless of the need to loosen Feng Qi's bonds.

Ye Ming can also see that Tan Siwei has no sincerity in negotiating at all, when he is Doraemon, put aside this wish!

But it's good to die, your requirements can just be met!

Ye Ming raised his hand and pressed Tan Yuan's shoulder, looked at Tan Yuanwei and smiled, "Three punches are too little, thirty punches." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only Tan Yuan was dumbfounded, but even Tan Xian had an unbelievable tone, "The surname is Ye, are you crazy?" It wasn't you who was beaten, it was Feng Qi, this kid! ”

Ye Ming shook his head, "You heard it right, it's him." ”

Tan Siwei's face was gloomy, Ye Ming's words were undoubtedly a great insult to him!

Suddenly stood up, "Ye Ming, you don't think that Lao Tzu will show mercy on the curly face, right?" ”

Look at how you look like a crepe, why is it a Lao Tzu, and you love to be someone else's Lao Tzu more than Lao Tzu?

Ye Ming sneered, and took out a white jade medicine from the mustard seed in Sumeru and held it in the palm of his hand, "I'm afraid that your hands will hurt later, and the Boiling Blood Pill is ready for you!" ”