Lin Guangchao had a passionate smile on his face. When he saw Ye Qing holding a horse and facing him with a smile, he smiled happily from a distance and said, "I guess you are Ye Qing, right? Haha... I've heard of Daming for a long time. When I saw him today, Vice Commander Ye was not only a handsome man, but also rare to be so young."

"Thank you, General Lin, for your praise." Ye Qing smiled and bowed to Lin Guangchao.

This should have been what he expected, just like what Zhao Qier and Po Li San said on the way that Long Dayuan asked him to come to the imperial guard camp to see it on the first day he took office. It was obviously premeditated.

Ye Qing, Zhao Qier, and Poli San and the other three killed the eight Jin people who ambushed them a few days ago. It must have been spread throughout the imperial guard camp now.

So you don’t have to think about it. Another deputy commander of the Imperial City Department, Jiuhou, welcomes me. If I don’t have the intention to take the exam, it would be too strange.

Looking at the sound of killing in front of him, it was obvious that Lin Guangchao wanted to give himself a warning as soon as he entered the door.

Looking at the soldiers on the school ground holding long spears and practicing, if you look closely, Lin Guangchao pointed at the other side of the training soldiers holding short swords, or pointed at the hundreds of speeding horses further away.

Just like the acrobatics in the previous life, the figure on the horse's back either sat upright on the horse's back, or suddenly bent down and hung on the side of the horse's back. Some people could even jump off the horse's back, run a few steps with the same speed as the war horse, then hold the saddle with one hand, and then fly on it.

One by one, they flew around and swung around on the horse's back like butterflies. The skillful technique of integrating people and horses is fully demonstrated.

As the most famous weapon of the Song Dynasty, the Divine Arm Crossbow was the standard for all soldiers in the Imperial City Division. Everyone would step on their waists. Now, at the other end of the school ground, the drill was in full swing, the sound of arrows slashed through the air, and then a black afterimage passed by, hitting the bull's-eye position.

"I heard that when the general was ambushed by the Jin man, both the goose feather sword in his hand and the crossbow in his hand were all exerted to the extreme by General Ye. I wonder if General Ye is interested in showing his hands today?" Lin Guangchao smiled and said to Ye Qing enthusiastically but sincerely.

Poli San and Zhao Qier followed Ye Qing. They had truly seen how Ye Qing killed the Jin people that day, so they were not worried at all.

In their opinion, whether it is a spear, a short sword, or an archery technique, Ye Qing must be taller than them, and he will never lose to the people in front of him.

So the two of them looked calm on their faces, and they even felt eager to try it out in their hearts. They wanted to see what other abilities Ye Qing had.

After all, when they were ambushed that day, the three of them were busy cleaning up their enemies. When they came to their senses and rushed to Ye Qing not far away, the golden men had been completely dealt with by Ye Qing. They only saw Ye Qing soaring into the sky, hitting the golden man, and then fell into the small river next to them together.

At this moment, under the escort of Li Heng and Liang Xing, Yan Qingcheng drove the carriage from Li Heng, passed through the ambushed place again, and then entered the Yan family's workshop.

That day in the workshop in the city, Ye Qing looked at her like an idiot and said incredibly: "Who told you that the sheep horn lanterns must be so big? You can choose some smaller sheep horns to make the lanterns more refined? Since the palace agrees with this kind of lantern, why don't you try to innovate on the original basis, strive for greater profits, and diversify the lanterns?"

After a question, Yan Qingcheng was speechless. Facing Ye Qing's eyes that looked like an idiot, he was actually angry, and he was not angry.

Don't be angry, but the man's eyes made her so angry that she wanted to go crazy, and she wanted to step on him to death, but she said it was angry, but what she said was very reasonable, and she was just for her own sake.

So Yan Qingcheng could only hold back his breath and didn't vent it until he returned to the embroidery building in the mansion, and began to scold Ye Qing in front of You'er.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when Yan Qingcheng's reminder, and then he tried it in a hurry. He thought that the smaller sheep horns he bought were useless and would be wasted again, but he didn't expect that after the lady's reminder, it turned out to be a treasure.

As for the dye recipe that Ye Qing gave her, it records the various required raw materials and how to extract them. Yan Qingcheng has not yet thought about how to keep them secret.

However, she also knew one thing, that is, when buying these required raw materials, add some materials that are not the dye at all, mix them together, and ask Su Jinsheng to find someone to purchase them.

In this way, the real prescription is mixed here, making it impossible for those who are interested to guess what materials are the Yan family’s new dye prescriptions made and refined.

Yan Qingcheng and You'er were waiting for the shopkeeper to make lanterns of different sizes and the second batch of cloth stained with new dyes in different places, slowly walked to the place where they encountered a golden man ambush last time.

In the distance, Li Heng and others did not approach, but looked around vigilantly at a distance of nearly a hundred steps.

"Miss, what are we doing here?" You'er, who was bored, held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand to help Yan Qingcheng block the already hanging sun.

Yan Qingcheng, who was stunned, seemed to have not heard You'er's question, but just stared at the small river with clear water, with joy and sorrow, and his eyes were confused, as if he could still see the figure of that day in the clear stream.

After a while, Yan Qingcheng slowly shifted his gaze from the ditch to the straight official road in front of him. That day, the man flew over and hit the golden man regardless of his life and death, and appeared in her mind again.

Or involuntarily, his mind will appear in the ironwork workshop. When Ye Qing's strong upper body is naked and a strand of hair covers half of his face, his unruly and wild body is like a wild person.

"It's nothing, just come out and have some breath." Yan Qingcheng looked at You'er and smiled, but the smile was a little bitter.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" You'er didn't know why Yan Qingcheng was so disappointed.

This is completely different from when I left the mansion today. The lady was very excited when she went out. She kept asking where she was going along the way. Is it almost here?

But after arriving, after quickly explaining to the shopkeeper, I couldn't wait to come here, and then I began to look at the small river in a daze.

"I'm fine." Yan Qingcheng turned around and looked at the woods. She wanted to know everything that happened that day, in that woods.

How did he kill the Jin people's ambush all the way? At the critical moment, he saved himself regardless of his life.

"Miss, you finally asked the master to agree to the workshop you came here yesterday. Now you don't listen to the master and you are going to the place where you were in danger last time. If the master knows, you will definitely not let you come out again. Let's go back." You'er looked at Yan Qingcheng's beautiful cheeks that made her heart moved. Under her long eyelashes, her pair of smart eyes felt lonely and a hint of relief.

"No, since the master agreed, I won't blame you. Besides, aren't there some of them in the distance?" Yan Qingcheng took the oil paper umbrella from You'er's hand, which is better than asking You'er to raise his arms high.

"They... hum." When You'er heard Yan Qingcheng talking about Li Heng and others, she couldn't help but pouted and snorted, and then complained: "That Ye Qing is really a high-ranking official, and she has to take three people away from our mansion. He is a high-ranking official. He wants to have as many as the personal guards, why do you have to take three people away from the mansion? Now, there were ten people together with him, but now they have become six people."

"Don't talk nonsense. After he gets stable in two days, he will make up for it. Besides, you really think that he has become a high-ranking official and does whatever he wants. He has a direct boss, and it's not his final decision. If he can do whatever he wants, it will be a great official, unless he is the emperor of the Song Dynasty. But it's great. With four people missing, our Yan Mansion will lose a little expense." When You'er mentioned Ye Qing in person, Yan Qingcheng's words were a little uncontrollable.

My mind also became cheerful, and I walked side by side with You'er into the workshop. I never left Ye Qing again on the topic of my mouth.

This made You'er roll her eyes again. This is not the first time. It happened several times yesterday. As long as the Ye Qing is mentioned, the lady will talk a lot, and she will also be surrounded by Ye Qing.

In front of her, she could even take Ye Qing into the mansion on the first day, and the two of them separated in the workshop in the city that day, and described it tirelessly as if it were the past.

"Miss has changed, it seems to be raining." You'er looked up and saw a dark cloud in the sky, like thousands of troops facing the rumble of thunder, slowly covering it up here.

"The weather will become wet and hot again in the future." Yan Qingcheng seemed not in a hurry at all. He actually turned his head with an umbrella and looked at the dark clouds in the distance, murmured sadly: "The Lingbo is not the Hengtang Road. But watch, the fragrance of dust is gone. Who will go to the golden years? Yueqiao Flower Courtyard, the trivial windows and red doors. Only the spring knows where the flying clouds are flying in the evening of Henggao. The new heartbreaking sentences of colored pens are in the heart. If you ask how much leisure is, the river of tobacco is full of wind and catkins. The plums are yellow when they rain."

After reading this poem about the Qingyu Case written by He Zhu, Lingbo was just Hengtang Road, Yan Qingcheng's thoughts floated to the sky again, and he thought to himself: I don't know what the person who has not seen for several days is doing now?

Is it a blessing or a disaster when I first entered the Imperial City Division? It is not Yan Mansion. Someone will use his nature. Although he is the deputy commander, there is still the commander of the Imperial City Division. There is also a left deputy commander to compete with him. When I first arrived, will anyone secretly make trouble for him? Does he... have... even a thought of me?
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