If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Zhang Lingyu paused, he couldn't say that he came to see him.

So his thoughts circled in his mind for a few times, and when he exited, he said: "I haven't been here for so long, I kind of miss the tea in your pear garden, can you make me a cup?"

He said this as if he was asking, Yan Zizhan was stunned, a little surprised.

Zhang Lingyu tried his best to conceal his subtle thoughts so that he could not see the clues.

"Which kind would the general want to drink, the kind from the pear garden, or the kind you often drink?" His words were tactful, but Zhang Lingyu couldn't help thinking of the unhappiness caused by tea last time.

At that time, Song Xiyue was still by his side, grabbing a cup of tea with him.

Zhang Lingyu felt a little sad when he thought of this, so he whispered: "The kind I often drink."

Yan Zizhan didn't notice the change in him, but he really figured out the identity gap between himself and Zhang Lingyu these days.After thinking about it, there is only one fundamental reason behind everything that embarrasses him - his love for Zhang Lingyu.

Now that he has left this liking behind, he won't be able to get into trouble again.

he thought so.

Zhang Lingyu saw him get off the bed with his still leg, and began to wonder if he shouldn't have said that.Yan Zizhan's legs were already bad, but now he made him do this and that, wouldn't it make things worse.

But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't take them back, so he had to watch Yan Zizhan fiddle with things.

There is a stove for making tea in the courtyard. Yan Zizhan skillfully lit the charcoal fire, put the teapot away, and then began to wash the tea set with clean water in the jar.

Zhang Lingyu was on the side, he couldn't be too casual.After washing once, the well water was fetched and washed again.

Zhang Lingyu looked at his strenuous appearance, afraid that he would accidentally fall into the well.At this time, even he himself didn't realize that he was actually worried about this little actor who had always looked down upon him.

After Yan Zizhan washed it twice, the water boiled.He turned back again, bypassing Zhang Lingyu who was standing at the door, and walked back to the closet in his room, opened the door, and took out a tightly wrapped tea cake from inside.

Zhang Lingyu saw the tea cake, remembered the taste of the tea, and recognized it as Longjing.

He looked at Yan Zizhan's simply furnished room and the half-new jacket on his body again, and felt that buying this thing might already be considered a luxury for him.

It's just that his extravagance seems to be aimed at himself.

What I can't bear to part with, should I make it for myself to drink?Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Zhang Lingyu's mind.He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't have the previous contempt.

Yan Zizhan didn't know what was going on in his heart, knocked a small piece off, and went to make tea for him.

He was busy there, and Zhang Lingyu had nothing else to do, so he could only look at him.

He was watching Yan Zizhan making tea, but his gaze involuntarily shifted to the man's side waist, a thin section, and he vaguely remembered the feeling of hugging him.

He was startled suddenly, and found that he had such evil thoughts like Deng Tuzi, whom he despised the most.

He hastily averted his eyes and stopped looking at him.

However, Yan Zizhan's tea had already been brewed, and he handed it over to him with a teacup.

"General."

Only then did Zhang Lingyu come back to his soul, so he quickly picked it up.

Yan Zizhan saw a strange blush on his face, although he didn't know what was going on with this master, he didn't dare to ask further.

He used to peek at Zhang Lingyu behind his back, but now when he sees his heroic face again, he always thinks of those embarrassing things.He sighed long and hard in his heart, feeling a little resentful towards himself who obviously wanted to shrink back, but couldn't help but want to get closer to Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu hadn't drunk the tea he brewed for a long time, and he really missed it when he drank it.

"When will you be on stage again?" He said suddenly while drinking tea.

Yan Zizhan didn't read the other meanings in his words, so he just responded obediently: "About half a month later."

"Okay, I'll come and take a look then." Zhang Lingyu said.

Yan Zizhan let out an ah, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Why, no?"

Yan Zizhan shook his head, and said in deliberation: "No, General, didn't you say... Madam's new funeral... You won't be allowed to perform opera?"

Zhang Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to remember that this was what he said to him the day he was drunk and went crazy.

He was confused that day, after hearing the news reported by Xia Mingqi, he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, so he turned to him to vent his anger.He couldn't even control his own behavior, so how could he guarantee the truth of what he said.

It's just that he can't do anything to save himself at the moment, he thought for a while, and said to him: "You all make a living by singing operas, if you are not allowed to sing operas, it will cut off your money."

Yan Zizhan also felt that he was contradicting himself, so he couldn't help but secretly smiled.

Seeing his smile, Zhang Lingyu knew that he was being ridiculed, and according to his temper, he would definitely punish him, but for some reason, seeing his smile, he couldn't get angry at all.

He drank a cup of tea with a dull head, and felt that he had delayed enough for the day, and it was time to leave.

He put the cup on the table and said to Yanzi: "I have wronged you and done many bad things to you. I apologize to you. In return, if someone troubles you in the future, you can report to me name."

Yan Zizhan was taken aback, his eyes fixed on him.

Maybe he didn't feel much when he made this appearance, but in fact, he brought a natural obsequiousness.

Zhang Lingyu yelled in his heart that it was not good, and hurriedly moved his eyes away.

"The city may not be peaceful recently, and war is imminent. You'd better prepare more money for self-defense in case of accidents." He didn't know why he said this to Yan Zizhan, as if he cared about him so much.

Because of the idea that came to him, he became weird.

Yan Zizhan nodded and said yes, but saw Zhang Lingyu rushing out like a gust of wind, as if he was some kind of ghost.

[System prompt: The strategy target Zhang Lingyu has a love value of +3, a degree of regret of +10, a current love value of 78, and a degree of regret of 60. 】

"Tsk tsk tsk, young people are full of anger, and they will get angry if they tease you casually. Even this charm can't be resisted. If I use all my firepower, wouldn't he just spontaneously combust?" Wen Fei immediately recovered after seeing the person leave By nature, he began to babble with every mouthful.

Maoqiu watched him play happily, and said to him: "But Master Host, if you really show your true self, you will be OOC to the sky. The little actor will not have the aura of a high-end player like you of."

Wen Fei smiled and said: "You eat so much Maotuanzi every day, the meat hasn't grown much, but your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

He leaned against the door leisurely, and said: "The war will start soon, hey, as a pacifist, I really don't really want to see this scene."

Zhang Lingyu's worries and Song Zeng's worries finally became reality under the gunfire.

The Japanese army sent people to blow up the railway built by the Japanese army by themselves, and planted the money to the domestic army.They have planned for a long time, and they did not give the people of the country a chance to prepare, so they directly aimed their artillery at Huaxia.

Japan, once called a small place by Zeng Muyang, proved his underestimation of the enemy with facts.

When the bodies of the Chinese people fell at the enemy's feet, and when their blood stained the Yalu River, Zhang Lingyu stood on the tower of Tanzhou City, looking to the northeast, with an indelible worry in his eyes.

He still couldn't go to see Yan Zizhan's reappearance, there were too many things for him to deal with, and he couldn't get away.

The flames of war are burning, and everyone in the country is in danger.

The people in Tanzhou City were no different from the people outside. They began to sell their things and exchange them for food.Although it seems that the flames of war will not be able to burn here in a short period of time, it seems that that day is not far away.

Perhaps this seems a bit unfounded, but since the day when the great powers opened the gate of the Qing Dynasty with shells, the people of China have never had a peaceful life.

Under the attack of the Japanese army, the national army retreated steadily.

The major warlords already acted in their own way, in a state of disunity.When foreign enemies invade, if they cannot reach an agreement, they can only be defeated one by one.

However, under the brutal attack, the most seriously injured were those unarmed civilians.

Although Zhang Lingyu is a warlord, but in the face of the national crisis, the forces in the Northeast have already rushed to the front, so naturally he can't sit still.

Some guards were transferred by him to the front line for support, and some stayed in the northern Hunan area.

Of course, there are those who are not afraid of death, and in such a critical time, they still don't forget to continue drinking and having fun.It's like spending all your money before the flames of war burn to your feet.

The people in the north quickly fled to the south, and countless people were displaced.

Yan Zizhan couldn't see the blood-stained rivers in the north, but he often learned about the situation on the front line through newspapers.

In order to further increase the pace of aggression, the Japanese army tried their best to persuade various local warlords to surrender while coercing the government by force.

However, the various warlords who were originally scattered in this situation all faintly united to resist foreign enemies together.

Originally Zhang Lingyu was very worried that Zeng Muyang would become the No. 1 rebel, but he did not expect that Zeng Muyang died on the way back to the northeast, and his successor quickly changed his policy and took refuge in the domestic government.

Time flies, and a few years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Tanzhou is in the hinterland, away from the front line.But since the armies from all walks of life condensed into one rope, Tanzhou has become an important fortress for front-line support.

And Zhang Lingyu, the commander of Tanzhou, naturally assumed an important responsibility that others could not imagine.

On this day, beside the donation box at the entrance of the General's Mansion, Yan Zizhan took out the few silver dollars in the cloth bag and put them into the box.

All the money donated was invested in military expenditures.

Nowadays, even those rich and wealthy gentry are tightening their trouser pockets, for fear that their little silver will be lost, and they will not be willing to donate it, so they have to save it and run for their lives.This Yan Zizhan arrived in a hurry regardless of the weather.

Zhang Lingyu happened to be here today, and Yan Zizhan was caught by him every time he came back.

Xia Mingqi was sent to northern Hunan by him, so now he is accompanied by a subordinate named Qi Yue.

Zhang Lingyu was a little overwhelmed by not having a rest for several days. He rubbed his head, turned his head and asked Qi Yue, "How long has it been since he came last time?"

"Less than a week." Qi Yue said.

Zhang Lingyu sighed, knowing that he would definitely donate all his earnings again.

"The theater troupe is still singing?" He asked again.

"Yes, those who have some spare money in their hands, every day is like the last day, and they are still singing and dancing." Qi Yue said with a little disdain, "It's better to worry about this little actor."

Zhang Lingyu also agreed somewhat in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"But no one is as disgusting as that traitor Li Wenlong." Qi Yue continued, "If the government army hadn't smashed his head, I don't know how many secrets he would reveal."

Zhang Lingyu nodded, but did not comment.Ever since he knew that Song Xiyue's death was related to Li Wenlong, Zhang Lingyu never wanted to send him to the west.This guy courted his own death and became a traitor.

He teamed up with Song Zeting and sent him to the guillotine.

But there are also some unknown methods mixed in here, so everyone only knows that Li Wenlong deserves to die, but they don't know that Zhang Lingyu was responsible for Li Wenlong's death.

"Today I want to offer incense to my wife, so please help me take care of the affairs in the city," Zhang Lingyu said.

Qi Yue stood at attention and saluted him, saying: "Yes."

After Zhang Lingyu finished explaining, there was no time to change his clothes, so he brought joss sticks and paper money to pay homage to Song Xiyue.

After a few years, he finally avenged her, but since she was dead, he could only tell her.

When he finished worshiping, he unexpectedly ran into Yan Zizhan.

The two met each other, but didn't say much.

Zhang Lingyu stood aside and watched him finish his worship.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Lingyu said to him.

Yan Zizhan stood up and explained to Zhang Lingyu: "I heard that General Song Zeting Song made great achievements on the battlefield, so I wanted to come and tell Miss Song."

Zhang Lingyu didn't say anything, just pointed to the way: "Let's go."

Yan Zizhan nodded and followed behind him.

Zhang Lingyu led him out for a while before asking, "Do you come here often?"

Yan Zizhan shook his head and said, "Not often." Seeing Zhang Lingyu's disbelief, he added, "I don't have much friendship with Miss Song, I'm afraid she won't be happy seeing me."

Zhang Lingyu raised his head and smiled, and said: "Her revenge has been avenged, I guess she is in a good mood now, and she will not be unhappy."

Yan Zizhan listened to his previous sentence, knowing that there must be something that he didn't know about, but he wisely didn't ask further.

Zhang Lingyu hadn't seen him for quite a while, since the beginning of the war, he was entangled in all sorts of things, and he had to set an example not to enjoy things, so he never even set foot in the gate of the pear garden.

Occasionally, I just nodded and passed without saying much.

But today, perhaps because a piece of the burden on Zhang Lingyu's shoulders was finally lifted, he felt in a good mood.

So he looked at Yan Zizhan, opened his mouth and said, "Shall we drink together? I invite you."

Yan Zizhan was obviously flattered, he looked at Zhang Lingyu to make sure he was not joking, and then nodded.