If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Is there anything else you need, General?" Yan Zizhan saw that he was silent, so he asked.

There was such a faint hint of chasing guests in his words, Zhang Lingyu heard it, and felt a little sour all of a sudden.

He opened his mouth, feeling a bit sticky in his throat, and it took him a long time to spit out a complete sentence: "Those people, I taught you a lesson..."

Yan Zizhan was stunned for a moment before he realized who he was talking about. A trace of panic and fear flashed in his eyes. Although it was only for a moment, he was caught by Zhang Lingyu who was opposite him.

"Thank you." Yan Zizhan said these two words.

After hearing his thank you, Zhang Lingyu felt that he might as well yell at him, so that he might feel better.

He also knew that he really shouldn't have come today, and it wouldn't help if he said such words.After all, if he hadn't tied people up indiscriminately and done that to him, those drunk clients wouldn't have taken advantage of it and raped him.

Yan Zizhan seemed to have no intention of chatting with him. Seeing Zhang Lingyu struggling, he ended the topic first: "If the general has nothing else to do, I'll be leaving first."

As he said that, he was about to leave, but it seemed that he walked too hastily, and the injured leg didn't recover, so he swayed and fell to the side.

Zhang Lingyu had sharp eyesight and quickly reached out to grab him, barely stopping his falling tendency.However, Yanzi sees himself being hugged by him, and hides in a panic as if seeing some kind of raging beast.

As soon as he dodged, Zhang Lingyu couldn't even catch him, and watched him fall to the ground helplessly.

The ground was mud, although it didn't hurt to fall, but Yan Zizhan fell there and couldn't get up for a long time.

He also seemed to know that he was so embarrassed and humble, so he lowered his head, trying to stand up on the ground as if trying to compete with himself.

Zhang Lingyu wanted to hug him up, but as soon as he touched his waist, Yan Zizhan shouted, "General!"

Zhang Lingyu was startled by his voice, looked at Yan Zizhan again, and saw that his eyes were red with fear and disgust, and he suppressed his emotions so that he would not notice.

He said, "I'll do it myself, and I won't bother the general."

After he finished speaking, he got up tremblingly, with mud on his body, and his hair was struggling a little messily.After he stood up, he didn't look at him again, and limped back on his own.

Seeing his desolate back, Zhang Lingyu felt a sudden pain in his heart.He dazedly wiped his hands on his pants. Even though he had just hugged him before, the touch of the man's waist seemed to be imprinted in his palms, making him abnormal.

The door of Yan Zizhan's room slammed shut in front of his eyes. Zhang Lingyu stood there in a daze for a while, then went outside, found a member of the theater troupe, and asked him about Yan Zizhan's situation.

The pillar was hurt, and everyone in the troupe knew about it.It's just that these few people who are nearby know how bad the injury is and whether it can still heal.

Thanks to Zhang Lingyu's luck, the person he was looking for is still clear.

"The doctor said that Taizhuzi's leg is injured, and it will take at least two or three months to take care of it. It depends on him whether the root cause of the disease will be resolved." The guy said.

"So serious?" Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly. He remembered that he stepped on it at that time. He was so drunk at that time that he couldn't remember how hard he used it.

"Yeah, I heard from Li Er that when he went to find Tai Zhuzi, he was almost out of shape."

Zhang Lingyu chewed something strange and asked, "Did he say what happened that day?"

"I didn't say anything." The man shook his head and said, "After we came back, we didn't talk about it, and we didn't ask about it."

When he said this, he sighed again, and said to Zhang Lingyu: "Tai Zhuzi is sick and can't go on stage. The squad leader is worrying about it. I don't know who Tai Zhuzi offended. That day, Mr. Sergeant insisted on asking for someone from the theater troupe." When Miss Qingyu went to sing an opera, Tai Zhuzi knew that the sergeant was unruly, so he was afraid that Qingyu would suffer, so he went to replace him, but he never expected to encounter such a thing."

Zhang Lingyu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The guy said to Zhang Lingyu again: "General, you are sympathetic to us, and even came to visit us in person. If Tai Zhuzi knew that you valued him so much, he would be very grateful. We people, we have worked so hard. One bite to eat, one to make a living in the cracks. Tai Zhuzi encountered such an incident again, if the body does not recover well, it may be difficult to appear on stage in the future."

He stopped at this point, and seemed to feel that he had said too much, so he hurriedly said to Zhang Lingyu: "General, I still have costumes to wash, so I'm leaving first."

Seeing him disappearing like a monkey, Zhang Lingyu's already unhappy heart was covered with another layer of haze.

Judging from the situation, Yan Zizhan should have been tortured by those rich gentry after he left, which made his leg injury worse.Zhang Lingyu thought of his injured appearance when he left, and his guilt grew deeper and deeper.

Needless to say, he knew about this situation, Yan Zizhan buried that person's appearance in his stomach, and never mentioned it to others.So these people only knew that those rich gentry hurt him, but they didn't know that Zhang Lingyu was the culprit.

There was a faint feeling of powerlessness in his chest. He originally looked down on this little actor, but now that such an incident happened, he seemed to accept his love and owe him a debt.

But when he thought of Yan Zizhan's painful and trembling appearance, he felt a little distressed.

[System prompt: The strategy target Zhang Lingyu has a love value of +5, a degree of regret of +10, a current love value of 75, and a degree of regret of 50. 】

"The value has risen quite quickly, and the love is so high." Mao Qiu commented.

"It may be difficult to increase in the later stage." Wen Fei said, "The status gap is there. Even if he rises to 99 now, it cannot be sincere. But, take your time, I have a lot of time to spend with him."

The spherical figure of Fuqiu rolled around in the system, and asked him: "Master Host, are you so sure that he will definitely come, will you feel guilty?"

Wen Fei dragged his sick body to lie down on the bed, looking triumphant, he was completely different from Yan Zizhan who was timid and cowering just now.He reached out and took out a handful of melon seeds from the bedside table, leaned against the head of the bed and kowtowed while explaining: "First show him my bad side, so that he will misunderstand me and leave a bad impression. Then find a pair of two Come personally, clarify for me, and say good things to me, it will be more useful and effective than explaining directly by myself.”

He added: "When Song Xiyue disappeared, I had an ominous premonition. As the last person who saw her, I must be the most suspicious. So I knew that Zhang Lingyu would come to find me, and I stayed there on purpose. Let him misunderstand, and when he presses me, he avoids the most important thing and guides him."

He smiled and said: "Although I was injured and paid a price, I also got his apology. As long as he remembers it in his heart, I have the confidence to take him down. Before that, General Zhang couldn't wait to leave me. This actor is far away, I'm afraid he will come here often now."

Maoqiu listened with relish, and asked: "Then what will the host do next?"

Wen Fei smiled and said, "Let's just let it hang. If I don't teach him how to write the word regret, he will think I'm easy to bully."

The alliance between Zhang Lingyu and Song Zeting has come to nothing, and the relationship with Li Wenlong has become more rigid.Even if he wants to avenge his fiancée now, he still has to plan thousands of days.

The business in Liyuan gradually became deserted.

One is because Yan Zizhan was injured and unable to take the stage, and the other is because of the constant harassment from Tsarist Russia and the Japanese army, everyone in the country is in danger, lest war break out.People are panicked, and naturally they lose the interest in having fun.

Business in Liyuan was cold, but Zhang Lingyu came more often.

He would also bring some gifts when he came, and he wanted to give Yan Zizhan an apology, but that person seemed to have become colder towards him since then.

Zhang Lingyu then gave those things to the people in the theater troupe, and when he came and went, the people in the theater troupe also looked forward to him, saying that he was approachable.

The squad leader mentioned this to Yan Zizhan, Yan Zizhan was silent for a moment, and said to him: "Next time he comes to deliver, don't ask for it."

The squad leader was troubled when he heard this.He said: "General Zhang often comes to our place, and those hooligans who love to make trouble don't dare to come here. Everyone knows that he is a fan of your drama and likes to watch your drama, why do you still show him face?" .”

Yan Zizhan turned his head away, he didn't want to put those things under the sun, but he also didn't want to exchange these things with the little bit of dignity he had.

Therefore, when Zhang Lingyu came back that day, Yan Zizhan wrapped some valuables that could not be distributed, and some silver he had accumulated over the years, wrapped them in cloth, and handed them to Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu watched his movements and didn't answer. He just asked him, "What are you doing?"

"The general's gift, Zizhan can't afford it. Those things sent by the general are valuable, and Zizhan can only pay for them with money. It's better not to give them any more in the future."

Although Zhang Lingyu knew that he would not accept it, he still felt a little embarrassed by his face-to-face rejection.

He said in a deep voice: "If you give it, you still give it, and you don't need to pay me back. Since you don't want to accept it, I won't come here anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without any nostalgia.

Yan Zizhan watched him leave, and the hand that had been holding something finally dropped down.

Zhang Lingyu made up his mind not to bother, so he really didn't go for a month.

Yan Zizhan's injuries gradually recovered, but his physical injuries healed easily, and his psychological injuries could not heal for a while.

That day, Zhang Lingyu rode a horse and led a group of soldiers to patrol the city. When he passed the Liyuan, he saw a group of people blocking the entrance of the Liyuan, where the sound of drums and music had been playing for many days. It was very lively.

Zhang Lingyu pointed at the door with a horsewhip, and asked a person standing by the roadside, "What's going on here?"

The man tiptoed to look inside excitedly, and replied, "Yan Zizhan is singing in there. I heard that a big man has come, and he asked him to dance by name."

Zhang Lingyu frowned, and became somewhat interested in this "big man". He didn't know when another big man he didn't know came to Tanzhou City.

He asked the soldiers to patrol first, then reined in his horse, jumped off the horse, and walked in through the crowd.

The emperor-like Zhang Lingyu naturally didn't need to report to others if he wanted to join the team. He didn't do this kind of thing before, but now he squeezed in like a domineering villain.

The theater was crowded with people, and the seat he used to sit in was now occupied by someone else. He walked over and took a look, and found that he was actually acquainted.

Zeng Muyang is one of the rulers of the two forces in the north that Song Zeting fears the most.

Zhang Lingyu had always heard that Zeng Muyang was getting close to the Japanese, so he had the idea of ​​seeking support from them.

Zhang Lingyu has always been very disdainful of this kind of behavior. In his opinion, this kind of behavior of using the power of foreign enemies to attack other warlords in the country is tantamount to betraying the country and seeking glory.

When Zeng Muyang saw him, he also smiled, and said: "Why is General Zhang here? Come, it happens that the play is singing at a wonderful place, let's sit together."

As soon as he spoke, the adjutant next to him hurriedly moved a stool for Zhang Lingyu, and placed it next to Zeng Muyang.

Zhang Lingyu sat down on his seat, turned his head to look at him, and said with a fake smile: "Why is General Zeng coming to my Tanzhou city when you have time?"

Zeng Muyang seemed to have been waiting for him here for a long time, and said with a smile: "I heard that something happened to General Zhang, and I want to come to express my condolences. I am afraid I will disturb you, so I will find a place to sit for a while, and I am ready to finish listening. I will find you again."

He pointed to Yan Zizhan who was singing on the stage, and said, "I've heard about a famous actor in Tanzhou city, but I haven't seen it before, but seeing him now, he really sings very well."

Zhang Lingyu followed his instructions and looked up the stage.Yan Zizhan acted as if he didn't see him coming in at all, he was still immersed in the play, singing his play.

But Zhang Lingyu suddenly remembered that Yan Zizhan's injury hadn't healed yet, and when he looked carefully, he realized that although he was still acting, his posture was not as agile as before, obviously trying to support himself.

Even his hand holding the fan was trembling because of lack of strength.

"Why is Yan Zizhan singing better than before?" Someone whispered behind him.

"It's not good or not, I see, next time I'll go to the theater troupe in the east of the city to see it."

Zhang Lingyu heard the discussion of those behind him, and then watched Yan Zizhan on the stage. He knew it was because of himself, and felt a little sad for a while.

"General Zhang?" Zeng Muyang called him, and then called back Zhang Lingyu's soul, "I just told you a word, why are you distracted?"

Zhang Lingyu suppressed his chaotic thoughts, cheered up and said to Zeng Muyang: "General Zeng came here this time, surely he didn't come here to listen to the show?"

While looking at the stage, Zeng Muyang said to him: "Of course not, I'm here this time to conspire with General Zhang for great things."

Zhang Lingyu stopped serving tea, and looked at Zeng Muyang who was beside him with three points of doubt and seven points of vigilance.

Zeng Muyang took a sip of tea slowly, without waiting for the tea to go back and forth in his mouth, he swallowed it whole.

"How about working with me?"

Zhang Lingyu's face changed color in an instant, and he took a sip of tea to hide his embarrassment, and said to him: "I'm a little confused about this, first General Song, then General Zeng. When did my Tanzhou City become a sweet potato? , one or two rushed to my place."

Zeng Muyang put the teacup back on the table. As soon as the cup touched the tray, the crisp knocking sound seemed to directly reach Zhang Lingyu's heart.

Zeng Muyang didn't play sloppy with him, and said straight to the point: "I need your soldiers."