The Prime Minister's delicate wife can control her husband

"Do you recognize this dagger?" the boy answered calmly, holding the dagger tightly behind his back.

"I've seen it in military books. This is a weapon used by soldiers stationed at the border. How come it's here with you? Are you from the border?"

Zhang Wuji was confused by Yan Lang's continuous questions. Suddenly, a loud laugh came from behind. They turned their heads and saw Yan Lang said, "What a coincidence, Chief Steward Geng, you are here too!"

"Hehehe, I have nothing to do in the middle of the night, so I'm going to take a walk around the neighborhood and then go back." He said as he patted the butcher knife hanging on his waist.

The boy stared at his butcher knife, "The demon knife from my father's generation, could he really be my father's sworn brother?"

Manager Geng and Yan Lang looked at each other and said, "Well! I should go back to my room, otherwise Jiao Niang will be worried when she sees that I'm not with her. You two can chat." After saying that, Yan Lang walked out the door and headed towards Zuiyan Tower.

"Tell me honestly, boy, do you recognize the butcher knife on my waist?" Manager Geng said with a heavy breath.

"Isn't this just an ordinary butcher's knife? Is there something special about it?" The boy was also cautious. Even though he now had enough reasons to convince himself that the man in front of him was his father's sworn brother, his father told him that his uncle had died on the battlefield, so why was he here?

"Good boy, I hope what you said is true!" Manager Geng did not continue to ask. He was not sure whether this man was the orphan of his good brother. He only knew that the person in front of him came here as promised.

It turned out that Yan Sheng told him about the sworn brothers at the border, and he couldn't wait to verify its truth, so during dinner he left the secret code he used when he was stationed at the border in the kitchen.

It is possible that the boy came here by accident, or it is possible that he is deliberately hiding something.

"Okay, kid! Do you have anything to add after I've asked you all the questions?" Manager Geng said softly as if he had lost his soul.

Seeing that he didn't answer, "I heard from the eldest master that you and the young master will go to study together tomorrow. I happen to have a pen and inkstone here. Take it and study hard."

Manager Geng immediately threw a brush and inkstone from his pocket to him. He stared at the word "Xiao" under the inkstone and asked excitedly, "Who gave it to you? Please answer me?"

"Young Master's friend asked someone to bring it back from the frontier. Do you recognize this brush and inkstone?"

Zhang Wuji suddenly recalled the day he met Yan Sheng. Yan Sheng said that he looked very much like an old friend from the frontier fortress. "Could it be that Dad knows him too? But in his memory, Dad doesn't have such a young and weak friend.

"I know them. Their writing brushes, inkstones, and paper were very famous in the frontier times. My family lives in Balang County, which is in the frontier, so how could I not know about them?"

"Is the general stationed at the border of Balang County called Xiao Zhan?" Guardian Geng said as he took off his shirt, revealing the wolf head tattoo on his chest. "Answer me, yes or no."

Staring at the wolf head tattoo, Zhang Wuji felt as if he was electrocuted. "Impossible! Impossible! You are not him. Someone told me you are dead."

"In the first year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I fled to the border fortress, and met my best friend in Balang County. We practiced martial arts together and joined the army together. Finally, when he, I and my friend from the border fortress were out on a routine patrol, we ran into Dawu soldiers who wanted to sneak into our Great Zhou. So we fought our way through a team of hundreds of people. When I found him again, he had become the deputy general of the Balang County garrison. From then on, I decided not to disturb their family's life anymore, so I asked my friend to tell him that I had died on the battlefield."

The boy heard that what he said was the same story his father told him. The boy quickly took off his upper body clothes to reveal the wolf head tattoo on his chest.

"It's really you, Yan'er!"

Manager Geng hugged him tightly, "Brother Xiao, I will definitely take good care of Yan'er for you. What happened at the border?"

Xiao Yan cried and replied, "Everyone in the General's Mansion was killed by people sent from the capital... I am the only one left in the whole mansion."

Hearing this, Guardian Geng also started sobbing, "I will avenge your father. For now, you should live a good life in the Yan Mansion. I will keep this secret for you."

"I don't want to study. I want to learn martial arts so that I can kill my enemies with my own hands in the future! I want you to be my master and teach me kung fu."

Hearing what Xiao Yan said, Manager Geng shook his head and said, "Uncle will do the dangerous things for you. Just live well, and you and the young master just need to study hard."

"Uncle! I beg you." Xiao Yan knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.

Suddenly, a "cough" sound was heard in the yard.

"Let's talk about it later, nephew. Tomorrow I will have someone send you some delicious food from my hometown. Remember not to seek revenge on your own." After giving the instructions, Manager Geng also disappeared.

"confirmed?"

"It is indeed the child of my best friend. Please help me to get revenge."

"I didn't expect that the people in Jinzhi Tower would dare to touch even the important generals of the imperial court." Yan Lang sat sideways on the attic, shaking the bottle of wine in his hand, "It seems that we have to make arrangements in advance."

"Director Geng, you will go to Fangzhou County to inspect as the owner of the Golden Branch and Green Jade Towers. Insert Wu Jingui as a hidden chess piece between Fangzhou County and Xingwen County. I will send people to pretend to ambush the people of Fangzhou County on the way. Remember to make sure he gets the benefit and not let him die."

"Yuanlu, go to the outskirts of Kyoto and buy a large mansion near the river, preferably one that can accommodate people like the Yan family."

"Yuzhu, you will go to Fangzhou County in two days to take charge of the work."

"Jingyang, you stay in Xingwen County. I think you are old enough to accept a disciple. I will introduce you to a disciple tomorrow. You can accept him if he suits your taste."

"Thank you all for your hard work. Everyone should do their job." Yan Lang stood up and bowed to them.

Yuzhu stepped forward and handed Yan Lang a bunch of keys. After whispering a few words, Manager Geng and they went into the secret room.

The secret door opened and clear whipping sounds came from inside. The person being beaten was the gangster who had silenced Wu Jingui. Yan Lang walked up to the man wearing a mask and said, "Who told you in advance that day that we were looking for Wu Jingui? What did you use to send the message?"

On the day Jiao Niang disappeared, Yan Lang asked the building owners in Xingwen County to inquire about Jiao Niang's news, and specifically told them to keep it confidential. Unexpectedly, the people in the black market found out about it in advance, which only means that the power of Jinzhi Building has also infiltrated the territory of Fangzhou County.

"I don't know!" the leader murmured with squinting eyes that day.

"Don't know? Then why do you have the jade pendant of the Prime Minister of this dynasty? Don't think we can't make you speak!" Yuzhu said coldly.

"Picked it up!"

"In the fifth year of the Great Wu, you and your best friend from the border joined the army together, but you secretly defected to the enemy or you were from Dawu. You lured the garrison into Dawu's ambush. Except for you and General Xiao, who had been stationed at the border before, the rest died on the battlefield. After your best friend General Xiao knew your identity, he spared your life and lied that you died on the battlefield. Why did you lead people to massacre their entire family?"

Yan Lang took out a dagger and stabbed it into his abdomen. The wound was not fatal but made Xieyan more clear-headed.

Butler Geng thrust his knife in again. The man saw his face clearly and said, "Isn't this Chef Geng? You guys at Zuiyanlou want everyone now, and you even got a tattoo like mine. Do you think you are me?"